Heroes of the Sons and Daughters

Chapter 114 A Little Scholar Becomes a Master of the World
But he said that when the master saw that the crowd had dispersed, taking advantage of this opportunity, he didn't dare to turn his head, turned around and left, and walked to the place where Jiang Cai was originally sitting.I saw Hua Zhongzao and Cheng Xianggong's group made a big turn and came back.As soon as Hua Zhong saw the master, he asked: "Who did the master give the horse mattress to?" When the master saw it, he realized that the horse mattress, the pot on the back, the bowl and all the odds and ends had long been lost. Nothing!After thinking about the experience I had just received, Hua Zhong couldn't say a single word. After being stunned for a long time, I had to say: "I just went to the head of the stele to look at the inscription, how would I know that these things will disappear? Is it gone?" Hua Zhong was anxious, and said, "Isn't this lost? Wait for the slaves to drive it down." The master quickly stopped him and said, "What's the matter! Do you know who took it, and where to find him?" Hua Zhong was very angry, and said: "The master only cares about being so lenient, what are the servants doing after you come out? They will lose the things that the master carries!" The master said: "This is so confusing You just said, "The tiger's scorpion came out of the dry box, and the turtle jade was destroyed in the box"-I was watching it by myself just now-whose fault is it? Needless to say, we are serious, look at the Phoenix Go." With that said, everyone came through the back hall through the gate on the west wall.I saw there were many tooth bug sellers, rat medicine sellers, Vajra Power Pills sellers, tobacco material sellers, and even face-to-face interviewers, those who occupied the number of lamps, and those who taught Liuren classes. I also saw a group of women squatting in a selling Bargaining at the stall of opium sticks.At this time, the master didn't dare to lift his head, he walked back in a hurry, and then he passed the Wenchang Pavilion, which was a feast for the Bing Festival.

Just after entering the corner gate on the west side, I saw a ragged blue cloth tent surrounded by an empty courtyard, and the gongs and drums were noisy inside.A man outside the tent stood there and shouted: "You are the official! Look at this phoenix spreading its wings alone!" Hearing this, the master was secretly happy, and hurried in, but it turned out that he was a driver for a dry boat.I saw a big dark man in his thirties, with a beard and a beard, covered his head and wore colorful clothes, leaning on the dry boat, resting his cheek on one hand, and stretching out the other hand He's lazy, and there are many ugly looks on his face.There was a commotion.Then I heard the gong player yelling: "After watching the phoenix spreading its wings alone, it's time to invite the grandpa to watch the flying butterflies." Only then did Mr. An understand that it was called "Phoenix spreading its wings alone," and turned around quickly. Go, just say: "'shameless shame, shameless'!" , and has been leading the master from the back of Wenchang Pavilion to the east.

When the master saw it, it was much quieter than the west side.Some have a lantern hanging on the wall to guess the lantern tigers, and some play football in groups of three and two.There is only a tent on the south side against the east wall, and there is a bookstore inside; on the north side, there is a new big blue cloth tent, and there are two people standing outside the door of the tent, both wearing tasseled hats, Listening to his accent, he looks like someone from Sichuan, Yunnan and Guizhou.

I just heard him say eloquently: "There is a high or low character, and there is a high or low for birds and beasts. This is not easy to see for birds, please have a look." Cheng Xianggong heard this, and said, "Old man, this must be It's Phoenix." The master also nodded, and waddled in.

Seeing that there is a net city in the tent, there is indeed a pair of big and resplendent birds in the net city.Before the master opened his mouth, Liu Zhu'er said, "Aren't these the pair of peacocks who drove the temple in our city? The phoenix there!" Only then did Master An regret it: "It's really useless to wander around the temple!" No matter how regretful he is, he still doesn't believe that this is called "getting fooled". He only suspects that maybe today is the right time, and the phoenix will not come, so he doesn't know.Yin said, "Let's go back to the store." Hua Zhong said, "Master, please wait a little longer." At this moment, Ma Hua'er shitted again.The master was getting impatient, so he said, "This is what the bowl of cheese was eaten just now!" Who would have thought that Cheng Xianggong was also there and quietly asked Liu Zhu'er, "Where is it good to be congratulated? I will go too." The master listened He said, and said, "it's convenient for Suoxing to invite master. I'd like to take this opportunity to have a rest." Hua Zhong looked all over the yard, but couldn't find a place to sit, and said, "otherwise, please come here, master." Go and sit on the bench in the bookstore to the south."

At this time, the master had never seen Fenghuang before, his interest was low, he didn't say a word, he just followed him.It wasn't until I walked into the bookstore that I realized that it wasn't a storyteller.It turned out to be a Taoist priest, sitting close to the east wall, with a table in front of him and a bench around it, and there were not many people sitting on the bench.Another spectator was giving him money with a liter.There were only three or two hundred change on the table.

When the master looked at the Taoist priest, he saw that he was wearing a blue cloth robe and a brown hat.

At that time, the sun was shining, and he wore the hat up to his eyebrows to cover the sun, but his face looked like a clown in a play, with a three-faced face and a mustache.He is holding a fishing drum on his left arm, holding a pair of simple boards in his hand, but he is beating the drum with his right hand.Just listen to him beating "Za bang bang, zha bang bang, zha bang zha bang, zha bang bang", waiting to save money.Suddenly seeing Mr. An come in and sit down, he covered the hat on his head from looking down again, then pressed the drum board, and said:
The golden years are like water, and the wheels and hooves are darkly worn away by wind and rain.A hasty pillow of yellow beams and dreams will all be paid to the world's spring dream woman.The kid is running around, not knowing his name.Just because I've been an idiot for half my life, I wake up from a big dream of prosperity, thinking about it is tasteless, and it's pitiful to say the least.I made up a few Taoist sentences casually, nothing more than awakening the deaf and getting rid of troubles.This is also known as 'I have no choice but to do so'.I can't help but ask you guys for advice in the future, and just laugh at it.

After he finished speaking this section of Kobai, he patted the drum again.Mr. An has always been careless when it comes to operas and Tanci, but he is even more wrong when it comes to monks and Taoists. What's more, this Taoist makes such a face himself!The master looked a little impatient, and just sat there, but turned his head to look elsewhere.Suddenly, when I heard that the four opening lines of his poem did not fall into the usual pattern, even this section of the scriptures was not vulgar. I couldn't help but become a little bit of a word demon again, so I had to pay attention to what he sang.Just listen to him sing:

Drum every time, the first sound, don't argue, listen carefully, life is like a dream.The spring flowers and autumn moon are worn out, and the pale dog and white cloud are metamorphosed.The gossamer is uncertain.Speech a few blind words and nonsense, treat it as his evening drum and morning bell.

Master An nodded after hearing this, and said in his heart: "This passage of his should naturally be regarded as a general introduction." Because he heard him sing again:
The magistrates said that the emperor, who conquered and punished him miserably, gave way to busyness, and bullied Qin Yan and Han confusedly.The gold powder of the Six Dynasties is empty and dusty, and the small theater of the Five Dynasties fights.Li Tang Zhao Song wind and waves.How many temple monks, Bai Yan, have become paper articles!

The most difficult to escape, the gate of fame and fortune, the mountain of embracing copper, the passing of iron certificates, and the monuments have long been seen as sharpened.It's hard to snow the grievances of Job's tears, and the wine is not cold when the coral is crushed.Qianqiu's most bitter hero.If I had known that the three-pointed tripartite was full of power, I would go out of Qishan six times with all my infatuation!

After hearing this, Master An thought, "Of course, these two paragraphs should be counted as the emperors and generals of the past dynasties. If we just arrange them one by one, there is not much to say." He listened to him press the drum board, Raised a tune, and sang again: "How can you be like him, plowing and weaving pictures!" Only after hearing this sentence, Mr. An couldn't help but praise: "This turn is very wonderful." He listened to him singing quietly. Go down and say:

How like him, plowing and weaving, a machine, a hoe, both are Optimus Prime.Pray for three sticks of incense in spring and autumn, and drink half a pot of wax △ bin wine.Children beat the New Year's drum.The whole family laughed and said, 'The official rent is over'!
Feel free and free, fishing with woodcutters, relying on green hills, near water cols, carrying poles and shoulders in the bright afterglow.The fat mandarin mandarin fish is boiled with ginger from the net, chopped green pine leaves and roasted.Hold a cup and dare to make princes laugh.When I am drunk, I sing wildly, and raise my head suddenly, the moon is as small as the sky.

The shepherd boy is at ease, walking across the bridge, lying in the shade of a tree, taking advantage of the short hat and sloping hat.The shadow of the whip of the setting sun hangs outside the poplar, and the sound of the flute of the spring rain is red in the apricot forest.The best thing in the world is to ride a bull steadily.When Nishi went home for dinner, the rice porridge was fragrant.

Just listening, Cheng Xianggong came back and said, "I have been waiting for a long time, let's go." The master listened a little at this time, refused to leave, and nodded.He heard the Taoist priest beat the drum board again, and sang:

Envious of the high winds, living in seclusion, living in the deep mountains, afraid of getting ahead, and enjoying the mountains like pleasure.Leisurely recruiting apes and cranes to become three friends, sitting on the five princes who are proud of poetry and books.More clouds do not prevent plum blossoms from becoming thinner.Don't ask about the ups and downs in front of you, let's stop Tipili's spring and autumn!

Breaking the city of sorrow, a glass of wine, looking for porridge, drinking old grains, the drunkard robs the world of essence.In the hexagram, the strange couple asked leisurely, and Ye Dikurong took the post several times.Put all your money into a thousand drunks.Don't be afraid that you will be shocked, how can you pretend that he is sleeping soundly like thunder!
Old Toutuo, what a joy! His temples are like frost, he looks like a child, with shaved hair and a man with eyebrows.Bodhi realizes that the original is not a tree, but the mirror hanging in the air is a stand?Clams are no problem to the mouth.I only care about picking up and hoeing my troubles, and I have no reason to see the Tathagata!

Learn from immortals, be a Taoist, step on straw sandals, wear a bun, and hang a gourd on one shoulder.Dantou doesn't sell traditional Chinese medicines, so he can't talk about it in an instant.Resignation is the law of longevity.I heard that he is married to Mao Yunwai, but where can people find him?

The beating of the drums, the beatings are getting lower and lower, and the song is about to end, the drums are sexi, and the westerly wind is blowing tightly, and the apes are crying. "Yangguan Sandie" is sad, and Du Lao's "Seven Sorrows" writes poems of complaint.There are infinite heroic tears.Put away the gossip about Fusheng and return him the new words on the drum board!

Master an listened to it all the way, and then he sang the ending: "the listener of this gossip is not just gossip.Flying birds throw themselves into the forest, and the afterglow swallows the light.I am waiting to sing this love and go back to the mountain!

After singing, I saw him put the fishing drum slip board on the table, stood up, looked at the crowd, cupped his hands in a circle, and said: "Show your ugliness! Show your ugliness!" Assembly!" Everyone casually gave him a few words and scattered.Hua Zhong also kidnapped dozens of money by stringing together and throwing it to the money collector.

The master was thinking that his set of Daoqing not only has a good tone of voice, but also calculated that there are thirteen paragraphs in Lianke Baidaishaweitong, and the rhyme "gray rhyme" was added according to the twelve ancient rhymes. Compiled by the co-author of Thirteen Songs, I felt that this was definitely not something that this colorful Taoist priest could understand.When I asked him, I was born unwilling to deal with monks and Taoists, but I really appreciated his words of Taoism, so I wanted to reward him with a few more texts.When he saw that Hua Zhong had only given him a few dozen coins, he said, "Why don't you give him such a small thing, why don't you give him more!" Looking back at the string, there was only a little money left, Because I asked, "Which one of you still has money with you?" I didn't want to ask, and even the handyman used up a few change in a while.Cheng Xianggong said: "the old man wants to use it. I have silver here, okay?" The master was overjoyed and said, "better!" , the master asked the little boy to give it to the Taoist priest.

The Taoist took it over without thanking him. He looked at the silver and sighed first, and said, "Hey! Only when the road is over will you know that the road in Shu is flat, and when you are deep, you will feel that autumn clouds are thick." Suddenly tears flowed down, turning the pink face They rushed one by one, and they became more and more disfigured.He hurriedly touched the sleeve of his Taoist robe, took two steps forward, bowed deeply to Mr. An, and said, "This is a generous gift from the benevolent officer, and the poor Taoist is here." Mr. An listened to him. After reading the two sentences of "Shu Dao" and "Qiu Yun", I feel that this Taoist priest is not a fool, or that this love is actually his own sorrow.Then he felt that although he was a Taoist priest, he was not very annoying, so he quickly returned his bow.Hua Zhong saw it from the side, and murmured: "Come on, our master Suoxing is getting taller and taller!" Then he went up and said straightly: "Master, it's cloudy in the northwest today, we didn't take it with us." Umbrellas!" The master looked at the northwest and it was really overcast, so he didn't have time to talk with the Taoist in detail, and he went out of the back door of Tianqi Temple with Cheng Xianggong and his party, and went all the way back to the shop.

In the store, Liang Cai had already asked the cook to prepare the master's dinner, cooked mutton for the master, ordered a few dishes, and still had the pancakes and noodles from his shop.At this time, eating is the second thing for the master. He has been wronged for a day, and he has been thirsty for half a day. He is eager to wipe his face and drink a bowl of tea.However, at this time, the tea bowl, back pot, and copper spinner were read by the master's unified inscription as "the pickled radish in the jar-the tassel is gone," and the horse mattress also walked away from the stele path.Fortunately, there was still a teacup left over, Liang Cai poured tea, Liu Zhu'er was busy scooping up water from a copper basin, and waited for the master to wash his face, Ye Tong spread Cheng Xianggong's horse mattress for the master , and lent him his own.

When the tea was served, the master and Mr. Cheng were drinking wine, but he still couldn't forget the phoenix in his heart.It happened that the waiter brought the mutton, so Cheng Xianggong stopped him and asked, "Shop, shop, come here quickly. The Tianqi Temple you said in the morning can be seen by Fenghuang, why can't we see it?" The waiter was stunned, and said: "I can't see it? If not! Several people in this shop have seen it. We went to burn incense and said we saw it. Your old man and the master are watching Phoenix there? What should I say?" Can’t you see it?” The master said: “Sure enough, I didn’t see it, only a pair of peacocks were there.” The waiter heard it, thought about it, and then smiled and said: “Yes, peacocks! His fur is like wearing a peacock. It’s like a plume, I woke up early to talk about him, and I twisted the names of the two things!” When the master heard this, he realized that today’s mess was not enough!
For a while, after dinner, some of the family members went shopping, and some went to braid their hair. For a while, only Hua Zhong and Liu Zhu'er were left.Hua Zhong walked around again.At this moment, Liu Zhu'er suddenly ran in and said, "There is someone outside who wants to see the master." The master said, "Could it be another 'Master Xihe'?" In the words of affirming it, he replied: "It's not that I congratulate you, the servant has met him, but the servant doesn't recognize him. The servant asked him, and he said that the master recognized him when he saw him."

The old man said: "Forget it, you don't know these things, quickly call Hua Zhong!"

Half a day later, I found Hua Zhong, and the master was telling him to go and find out who this person was.Hua Zhong said: "You don't need to look, the slave just came in and saw him. He is the Taoist priest who sang Daoqing in the temple just now." When the master heard this, he became anxious first, and said, "I said that these people must not be provoked! So they are called 'But women and villains are difficult to raise'." Because he asked Liu Zhu'er, "Since that's the case, you also listened to him singing in the temple for half a day, so why did you say you didn't recognize him?" Hua Zhong said, "Please, sir. Don't blame Liu Zhu'er. He's not dressed like he was just now, his face has been washed clean, he's wearing an old short-breasted robe, a stone green mandarin jacket, boots and a hat, and he's tall. He saw The servant was still pretending to be confused, but the servant recognized him as soon as he saw his expression. Asked what he was doing here, he said: "Thank you, master. I have something to say after seeing the master." What, just tell him, "Come back and do it for you." The master said, "Very true! Very true!" Hua Zhong said, "Who knows that he refuses to leave and says, "Please see the master." He also said that he saw the master in the Huai River, and when he got back, the master must have seen him. The servant asked his name, but he refused to say, just said: "The master will recognize it when he sees it." "

The master said angrily: "Why are you as confused as Liu Zhu'er, don't you know the people I see often in Huai Shang?" Hua Zhong didn't dare to force his words, and waited until the master's seizure was over before replying: "Master Shengming, the slave arrived at Qingyun Castle to meet the master and returned to Beijing. Like Liu Zhu'er, the slave has never been to the Huai River before." The people on the Huai River are not here." Because of anger, he said, "You call him in, and I'll see him." Hua Zhong had no choice but to call the man.It wasn't until the man came in that the master bowed. He was already standing there, looked at the master and bowed, got up and said, "Mr. Shuixin, are you safe? But you still know this guy who was singing in the seat that day, and who is playing drums along the street today?" Taoist?” This is exactly:

Liu Xu's footsteps are like a dream, why do they meet in the next life!

If you want to know who the person who spoke is, I will explain it in the next book.

(End of this chapter)