Which dynasty was Ma Xiang from?

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Which dynasty was Ma Xiang from? Ma Xiang, born in Yan Guan (Haining), Hangzhou, Zhejiang Province, was a Taoist priest in the Tang Dynasty. He was not a Taoist. He was born in a small official family, and he had no worries about food and clothing since childhood. His ancestors also worked as clerical masters and other small officials. Ma Xiang was different from others since he was a child. He loved classics and studied literature and medical skills. Later, he followed in his father's footsteps and became a small official running errands for a county magistrate. It stands to reason that Ma Xiang should run errands silently like his ancestors, but he can't resist the coincidence. Legend has it that one day the princess asked him to send an important document to Xichuan, but when Ma Xiang received the job, his heart was hard, the road was long and the time was short. But who calls himself below the official position? He barely got on the road and walked more than ten miles when he happened to meet a Taoist priest. The whole story is full of myth. But because of this, Ma Xiang was very curious about this Taoist priest. He claimed to be the apprentice of Wei Boyang, a famous Taoist priest in the former dynasty, and later became a monk with this Taoist priest.

Ma Xiang and his ancestors did very different things when they were young. After he became a Taoist, he was different. He likes drinking and can drink a lot. Isn't that against the rules of Taoist priests? In The Whole Tang Poetry, there is a detailed description of his drinking. He drank more than a stone and lied with his fist drunk. How much is this stone? The ancient measuring instruments were called sheng, ten buckets for one stone, and ten liters for one bucket. Now, one liter contains about one liter, and one liter is about one kilogram. This is extremely exaggerated, but it also shows that he has a good capacity for drinking. After the first admission, we must talk about his appearance. Ma Xiang is an ugly man. The secretary of history is eight words: ugly, dull nose, bald temples and big mouth. He likes to sleep when he is drunk and puts his fist in his mouth when he sleeps. It's hard to imagine how big that mouth is! Of course, don't underestimate this Taoist priest. Although he is ugly, people like to drink. His capacity for alcohol must be extraordinary. This man's talent in poetry is still good, just like his drunken impromptu poem Another Poetry: I used to lie in a purple bed with Wei Boyang for no reason, but Dong Jun called me sentimental and punished me as an alcoholic.

Although the title of the poem is arbitrary, from the overall point of view of the poem, the momentum is unrestrained and the artistic conception is quite fairy. Of course, his poems are not all boastful, such as his two poems: it is more troublesome to die without taking a breath. Praise wine as dew, but don't fall in love with Jiao E as jade. Smiling teaches kindness, and anxiety mottles the temples. Fortunately, there is a turning back in the clouds, and the endless green hills are my mountains. Why use burning Dan to learn to keep Yan? It's not a city or a mountain. At that time, if people were looking for an elixir of life, it would be a great reward for the scenery.

He not only integrated into the Taoist doctrine he believed in, but also had his own unique views on people's pursuit of health and longevity. Looking for longevity medicine, it is better to look at the scenery unintentionally, laugh more and worry less, laugh more and be considerate, and worry about your temples. They are all introductory methods to cultivate self-cultivation, but the language is easy to understand and the content is not degraded. He believes that eternal life is illusory and gently persuades the world. Although his poems are unremarkable, they have a peculiar ability to inspire people. In addition to poetry, Ma Xiang also knows medical skills and has a deep study of diseases to relieve the pain of the people. He will also accept the property he wants to give himself, and then turn to the poor who need relief. Although Ma Xiang is ugly, he has been charitable all his life, practicing medicine and fighting righteousness, and has poems handed down from generation to generation. Perhaps the poor are grateful to him, and gradually his myth, the folk story about Ma Xiang in unofficial history, is magical and incredible. Unfortunately, it has only been circulated in a small area, and a more detailed record about it will not be known in the future.