Speaking of Qin Xian got on the boat, and heard that Daoweng fell to pieces, he hurried into the cabin to look at it. Daoweng said: It's a little refreshing at this moment, but half of his body couldn't move. I thought it was good. I've taken some medicine. Where are you going today? Qin Xian said to go to Mochou Lake, and there was a fairy fairy's tomb. It was against the fairy spirit. Daoweng was also surprised and said: It's true that there is this tomb, is there a stele? Qin Xian Daoweng: There is no stele. He also told the scene of the woman in red. Daoweng guessed it was the Lotus God's guidance. The father and son said for a while.
Qin Xian also gave the poem given by Shi Weng and Dao Weng to Dao Weng. Dao Weng was not angry, so he said: This old game is casual, and he is accustomed to his nature. When he is old, I despise him, but I love his talent and tore this fan. Qin Xian was about to tear the fan to pieces and said nothing all night.
It was about to pass tomorrow morning, but suddenly it was strong against the wind. After leaving the anchor, the white waves surging, the boat was knocked down and hit the boat until it reached Yàn Ziji. It was just stopped and quickly broke down and beat the bullet. The Weng called Qinxian to come and said, "My friends in the capital should also write a letter to thank you. My arm hurts. You write for me. I just need to write running script for you. There is no need to do regular script."While leaning on the pillow, he read to Qinxian. He wrote more than a dozen letters and wrote many poems. He wrote for most of the day, and the wind was a little weaker in the evening. Daowen knew that he was tired of writing, so he asked Liu Xi to go ashore with him to disperse Liu Xi and Qinxian. He went to Yàn Ziji for a walk, and then went to Hongji Temple to see the cliff and leave, and then went to the iron cable and the lonely boat. There were many famous places. It was not until dark when Qinxian returned to Ziyu's poem, so he lie in bed and thought about it in the middle of the night before he could get out tomorrow's wind and could not drive the boat. He wrote this poem, and wrote another letter, and wrote two more letters, one with the famous scholars, the other with the brothers, and the other with the letter of Daowen. Daowen ordered his family to enter the city, and the city guarded the camp and handed over the letter.
Dao Weng spent his whole life on pen and ink, and was injured by wine. The fall the day before yesterday was already heartbroken. Sometimes he was clear, sometimes he was fainted, and if phlegm surged up, he was confused. Even if he said something, it was not convenient for the elderly. How could these servants be willing to serve? Only Liu Xi was the only one who was a comprador, cooking and eating. Therefore, Qin Xian couldn't sleep all night, and was in the middle cabin. He encountered the wind every day. The boats in the river came and went, and how many people were damaged. Dao Weng thought: This disease may not be cured, it was cured. It was also a hemiplegia. Although there were not many roads, how could this paralyzed person be able to avoid seeing his boss? It would be better to cure it here, and it would not be too late to go again.After a decision, I asked someone to go to the city to rent a mansion, so I rented a Huguo Temple in Hanximen to recuperate. I was moving my luggage. I developed the price of the boat. Daowen and Qinxian took the carriage to enter the city. When I arrived at the apartment, it was clean. I rented a room three or two per month. Daowen and Qinxian made a room opposite the Qinxian. Two empty rooms in the middle. Seeing that the four rooms were very clean, there were two big locust trees covering the yard. There was no sky. There was also a large yard behind, but the grass was one foot deep. There was a coffin downstairs, but there were four or five wing rooms on the lower floor, and one was made into a kitchen. Those rooms lived with the servants on one side. There was a heavy door on the wall that was connected to the outside. The first one was moved in. It had not been arranged properly. The cage was filled with a cage. Liu Xi and others laid the bed tent of Daowen and Qinxian. Qinxian arranged the pen and hanged some calligraphy and paintings since then. I lived in the temple. I asked the doctor to treat it.
Who knew that Weng's life was Yang Jiu, and his age was about to end. He had a different disease because he had been using hard work throughout his life. He had been suffering from the disease of Li Changji vomiting blood. He had been cured for several years. He was very angry and vomited several times a day. He was so confused that he was bedridden for more than twenty days. Qinxian saw this scene, his heart was like oil. He burned incense and prayed day and night in front of the gods. He was willing to use his body to replace Daogong. Seeing Qinxian's filial piety, he became even more sad: If the middle Taoist abandoned the donation, he would teach him how to return and who to rely on? Thinking of this, tears were flowing. Qinxian brought in the medicine bowl. When he saw Daogong, he did not dare to look up. Only tears stood aside with tears in his eyes. Daogong asked him to come up. Qinxian put down the medicine bowl, sat on the edge of the bed. Daogong held his hand and shouted Qin'erchoked in his throat, and couldn't say that Qin Xian's tears were like beads, and he couldn't stop it. He could only cover his sleeves and said, "I've harmed you, you're so good..." Qin Xian held back her crying and screamed: Dad, please take care of the disasters and the moon is common in this year. Dao Weng sighed again and said, "The medicine has been boiled, please take it." Dao Weng said, "What medicine should I take?" Dao Weng said, "The disease has come to this point, what medicine should I take?" But after I die, you still took a rest for a while, and said, "I'll go to Beijing and see that you're calm. I can rest assured, but I can't live for my family, and I can't die for the tomb. I'll wrap my body with a turtle, so I'll sink to my zodiac. Don't be funeral."
Qin Xian heard this and her heartbroken. She knelt on the bed with her knees, bursting with tears. She held the medicine bowl in her hands and took a bite. She coughed and vomited a lot of blood.
Time is coming, and Qinxian is in a mess. I don’t know what happened. I heard the crows on the cypress tree crying, and there is another owl bird on the broken building, drumming and kissing, making Qinxian’s hair stand up, and it’s already autumn. The weather is hot and the night is cold. Qinxian’s body is cold. She goes to her room to dress and walk to the middle hall. A lamp is like beans, and the small glass is also drowsy to extinguish the blurred crescent moon outside the window. Seeing a figure flashing by the tree, it disappeared.
Qin Xian was trembling with fear and quickly called someone, Liu Xibian had something to do, and the three people were missing, and Qin Xian walked into the room tremblingly, not to prevent a big black thing from rushing out in front of the bed, knocking Qin Xian, and with a whisper, he fell to the ground
The thing left, and Qinxian was so scared that she stopped trembling all over. She got up and the light went out again.
Then I lit the lamp outside and came back to the room. I saw a small wooden lid underground. I shone the lamp and turned it over there. It turned out that Liu Xi saw that Qinxian could not eat every day. Today, he steamed lotus seeds and coix seeds, which were a hundred days old. I only ate a few pieces of duck and Qinxian. Liu Xi was afraid that those companions would steal it, so he covered the lid and put it under the bed. A big lion-haired dog came there. He smelled the fragrance and came to clean it up. He also knocked Qinxian.
Qin Xian put her arm in half and sat for a while. When she heard a sound behind her, she called Zhang Gui again, but she didn't listen to her.
Qin Xian didn't dare to go and see it. Liu Xi asked the doctor but didn't come back. He asked again: Who is it? He didn't agree either.
Hearing another loud noise, like a coffin, and a few more screams like a ghost. Qinxian was very afraid of thinking of Buddha asking for advice, but he was so frightened that he didn't dare to go or not. When he returned to Daoweng's room to look, he saw that he was asleep in a drowsy sleep, so he magnified his courage, burned a furnace of incense, knelt down in the yard, kowtowed and prayed silently, and after three minutes of praying, he got up. A worm fell from the tree, and the squirming Qinxian was panicking.The sleeves were brushed down, and took the incense burner, walked into the room. She just sat down. She suddenly saw a scorpion tiger about three inches long on her shoulder. She crawled to her chest and Qinxian's soul was not possessed. She dared not chase him with her hands. She shook her arm and the scorpion tiger went back again. The tail was still on his neck. Qinxian's bones were numb. Somehow, she had to take off half of her arm and threw it on the ground. The scorpion tiger crawled from her neck and cried. Qinxian was so scared that she cried.
But Liu Xi came back, and saw him in, knocked him down with a fan, and stepped on him to death.
Qin Xian was so scared that her hair was standing upright, her eyes were full of tears, and her body was full of fever, and her eyes were full of fire.
Liu Xi and him put a mosquito net, saw that there was only an empty bowl under his bed, and asked: Where is the duck? Qin Xian said: I am not in the room, a big black dog came in to eat. Liu Xi cursed: Where is this dog that is causing the plague? I dare not put it in the kitchen, for fear that the guys were greedy, so they tore up a few pieces and hired this dog.
Qin Xian said: Why did you go back for a long time? Liu Xi said: Doctor Wang went to Yizheng County today. It would take three or four days to return. I had to go and hire Dr. Li, who is also a famous doctor. He lives far away and has a twenty miles back and forth. He asked again: How is the master now? Qin Xian said: It's still the same. Liu Xi said: What if the master is a little short? Qin Xian cried again: If there is anything wrong, I will die too.
Liu Xi sighed, went to Daowen's room to take a look, and then went back
Qin Xian came to Daoweng's room again, and Liu Xi shouted: Oh no, where have these boxes been gone?
Qin Xian heard this and hurried out. When she walked to the back room to look, there were only a few calligraphy and painting boxes left, and the rest were transported.
Seeing that Zhang Gui, Wang Sheng, Qian De's Li Xing is gone, and he is not coming back at this moment? The door is open, so no one comes in. What should I do? Besides, the silver is all in the box. There are only a few single gauze clothes in the master's room. Your stuff has been stolen. The small box in your room is also a few gauze clothes. Now I don't have twenty taels of silver around me. I may have a problem. What about this? Qin Xian was so anxious that he had no idea and had to say: Don't tell the master about this matter. Don't be anxious. Let's wait until Zhang Gui comes back before discussing it.
Qin Xian and Liu Xi waited until dawn and had no effect, and only then did they know that the three of them had stolen something.
Qin Xian didn't feel sorry for anything. Seeing that Taoist Weng looked like this, there would be no cost for funeral. What should I do? After crying for half a day, only one Liu Xi was left, and he couldn't find her.
Suddenly, he heard Dao Weng call someone, Qin Xian hurried over. Seeing him turn around, he asked him, when he was about to relieve his hand, he shook his head, and wanted to sit up in his heart. Qin Xian asked Liu Xilai to help him up, and leaned on his back. He said: You go find my collection of poems and essays. Qin Xian hurriedly opened the box, and brought it over one by one. Dao Weng asked the title of the book, and passed the look again, asking to leave a recent manuscript of poetry and calligraphy, and the rest were called burning Qin Xian cried: These poems and essays are all about your life, and they can be left for the past, why burn it? Dao Weng said: You don’t know, I don’t have these things, and I will never look like this today. If he keeps him, he will teach people to learn from me in the future. Like me, I will be a lifelong strait and be afraid of creation.
I can't keep it, so I'll take it all and burn it all. Qin Xian was very sad and helpless. I only got a few burns outside and hid a few more. Daoweng gave the poems and paintings he had just left to Qin Xian Dao: This is for you to remember
Seeing this, Qinxian wanted to hold back her crying, but she couldn't help it. She just covered her face and sobbed. Daoweng called for a pen and ink again. Qinxian grind the ink and gave it to him. Daoweng asked for paper. Qinxian gave it to him again. He straightened him. Liu Xi moved a small table and placed it in front of the bed. Qinxian was watching Daoweng for a while. Liu Xi twisted a towel and wiped his face, coughed.
Dao Weng held the pen, trembling, big and small, wrote a post, put it down, and gasped again, tears fell in his eyes, and shouted: Qin'er, I have something to tell you. Qin'er, I have a word to tell you. Qin'er listened to the instructor: Although you lost your way in childhood, you have a great ambition, I don't need to give it too much advice. After you return to Beijing, you will naturally ignore your old career. Xu Duxiang can stay in your place. Qin'er heard this and cried, and could not agree to Dao Weng again: You have put away this last words. After coming to Beijing, he will have a reason with Duxiang.Qin Xian took it and saw that on June 8th, he traveled to Liangshan with Hou Shiweng, climbed the mountain to offer sacrifices. He blew down the wind and fell into the ground, causing his waist and feet to return and could not get up, vomiting blood for several buckets, and now he lives in Baixiaxiao Temple. When he is dead, things will be hurt every day! How hurt! The car is unknown, who is hanging the green rope, the cicadas shed, the soul swallowing tide? Where is the earth? Who is the loner of six feet? Qin'er is covered with green eyes, so that he can come and whirlwind? He knows that I can comfort me and I will not be discouraged in Jiuyuan. He should be a snake that repays virtue. If the child knows, he also makes a thoughtful bird's liver and gallbladder, and his soul can be connected. He can't finish his words. I am so proud to observe Quben's pen on July 7th
Qin Xian fell to the ground without feeling sad, Liu Xi also cried. Dao Weng ordered Liu Xi to help Qin Xian up. Qin Xian leaned against the bed alone and cried. Dao Weng said: Don't cry, I'm tired of you
After the funeral, I will be buried on the river bank, and there is no need to wait for more than a hundred days. You can go to Beijing quickly
You sent my diploma to Shi Weng and asked him to submit it in front of the platform. Although it is not enough to pass on the successor of me, I have only a rare hardship and difficulties in my life. Qinxian only covered her face and cried, unable to agree. Liu Xi also burst into tears. Suddenly, the fragrance breeze blew in the room. Taoweng asked Liu Xi to wipe his body with him, change his clothes, burned an incense on the table. Taoweng sat cross-legged and Qinxian secretly saw that he was like an unlucky scene. I took a pen and wrote four sentences on the paper and said: I have complained until I was old, and the article was not a sign of my life.
The country and the country are empty and literary, and the old travel is repeated.
After the title, Qinxian passed away when she saw it, and she fainted again. Liu Xi was so panicked that she was so shocked that she cried, while slapped Qinxian, Qinxian, knelt in front of the bed, hugged Daoweng's feet, cried so hard that she woke up, and woke up, and cried for a long time. Liu Xi repeatedly advised: Uncle, this is already the case, and people cannot be resurrected. It is such a hot day. It is not advisable to delay Qinxian's willingness to listen. After crying for a long time, she cried for a while, until the tears were gone and the people could not get up. Liu Xi helped him up and took water to clean his face with him. Qinxian dared to look up. He only saw Daoweng's face smiling, the jade pillars hanged, and the fragrance in the room had not dispersed. Qinxian said to Liu Xi: You see, the master has become an immortal. Liu Xi said: The master has been upright all his life, how can he not become an immortal? Liu Xi discussed with Qinxian:The day ago, the price of the ship was deducted from 20 taels, and four taels were used, and there were sixteen taels of my box. They were conscientious and didn't take it away. They could even get 20,000 to 30,000 yuan in the rags. They gathered together. Fifty hangs are the funeral of some masters. Some officials had to do it after they reported the funeral. Some officials came down, but what should they do? Qin Xian said: I don't know these things, I have to pay attention to you. Liu Xi said: I don't need to give me instructions.
So he helped the Taoist man down first. After Yi Qian, he lit incense and burned paper money. Doctor Li, who was invited yesterday, came to him and smelled it. He quickly turned around Liu Xi out to cook. He had no helper and could not buy the coffin from the monk. He went to buy the rest of the mourning clothes, called the drummer, invited the monk to recite scriptures, hired a chef, and was too busy to do anything. He could only hold the corpse in front of the bed and cried bitterly. The water slurry did not enter the mouth. Liu Xi loved him again for two days, and there was no time to persuade him to be buried. After the burial, Qin Xian wore a tunic and stayed in the spiritual curtain. Liu Xi also opened aside. This was the time of Zhongyuan. It was the custom of the orchid ghost festival in Nanjing. He gave food to ghosts everywhere, burned paper and recited scriptures, and lit them with oil paper. He lit them in the river to see the meaning of the Nine Springs.
Within a day, the wind and rain were cut off, the sun was dark clouds, and the fallen leaves were seen in the ancient temple, and the silence was bleak.
At night, the moon is reflected in the paper window, and the autumn insects are screaming. Even if the happy people come here, they should sigh. Besides, they are sentimental and cry like a zither fairy. When they are like this, the road ahead is vast. Isn’t it like a cut? It is because there is no way to die, and if there is no way to live, what about Tao Weng, the Lingshu? Didn’t he be the benefactor? If he is alive, how can he end this sad day? In a few days, his face as if he is like a flower and jade becomes very haggard, and his diet has been reduced by one month. During the day, he only drank two bowls of porridge. He either cried or slept, and it seemed like he was sick.
That night, the sour wind was so strong that the light rain hit the window. Qin Xian couldn't sleep. She felt mixed emotions and walked a few steps in the room. She heard Liu Xi's nose fluttering. When Qin Xian walked to see, she saw the pillow pushing aside, tilted her face, opened her mouth, and her nostrils were facing the sky, and she snoring loudly. She touched her heart with one hand and saw another rat walking on his bed. She smelled his nose, Qin Xian was afraid of biting him, and shouted, and the rat jumped over. Qin Xian also turned around and went back to the bed. He heard Liu Xi's nose humming and screaming a few times, and then started cursing. Suddenly, she snatched it out and ran out, making Qin Xian's hair stick out. Somehow, she hurried out to pull him out and knocked him out Liu Xi's long window, looked at the big tree and ran straight up, holding her hands with her hands.
Qin Xian was confused and was so scared that she stopped for a while. Then she walked forward with courage. Seeing Liu Xi holding the tree and snoring there, Qin Xian saw that he was still asleep, so she called out a few times and pushed a few times. Liu Xifang woke up and asked: What are you doing?
Qin Xian said: What's the reason for you? You ran out of your sleep and hugged the tree. Liu Xifang rubbed his eyes, stopped and said: It turned out that it was a dream. Zhang Gui came to pull my quilt just now. I was about to catch him, but when I was kicked out, I hugged him, but I didn't want to hug him, and fell asleep again. I also smiled. Qin Xian was scared and funny, so I came in with me, closed the window, and Liu Xi fell back to sleep.
Qinxian had to go to bed, and was in a daze. After a while, he walked out of the temple and saw a book shop opposite with the three words Hua Zhengchang. An elderly shopkeeper took care of him. Qinxian entered the shop. Suddenly he heard the sound of gongs. When he continued to make music, he saw pairs of flags and banners, and there were also golden helmets and golden armors, holding swords and strolls, cigarettes made into words, treasures, clouds, jade girls and golden boys, and beautiful makeup. Half an hour passed.Seeing a seven-scented treasure chariot sitting, a goddess sitting in a great Huarong, beads covered with faces to see these ceremonies and the gods went into the temple, Qinxian followed them, but it was not the temple. The temple was majestic and a huge place. After seeing those ceremonies, two squads stood, with bow clothes and scabbards, like a army, and were majestic to hide behind a tree to look at the stalkers. The queen saw many maids standing in the palace dress, with a pair of robes holding a comb in their hands.Some people hold books and some hold fans to see the god say a few words, but they can't understand that a boy came out of the crowd. Although he was about twelve or thirteen years old, he was already tall and handsome and handsome. He walked up the steps, bowed and didn't bow, and saw that the god seemed to have an angry face. He slapped the table and scolded the boy. Seeing that the boy seemed to distinguish the two of them had a good conversation. Then, when he saw that the god was slightly harmonious, the boy bowed his head and saw him again.The god said something to a maid standing on his right hand. The maid entered the back hall for a few moments, held an ancient brocade bag, and walked up to the boy's side, and pulled up the collar of the boy's clothes with both hands. The maid shook the brocade bag, seeing all the big and small, new, old and old, colorful, with a total of more than a hundred pens. She poured them into the boy's pocket and saw the boy thanking him. After standing for a while, the god said something to him again, and the boy walked back slowly.
Qin Xian saw that he had been leaving the temple gate, and thought to himself: I don’t know where this is? The boy was so arrogant. When he arrived here, he still looked so stern. He didn’t kneel down. He thought he was a man with a root and his origin was not a clever one. Qin Xian was about to go out, but he saw a god wearing a golden head and a red robe coming in. After a closer look, his adopted father Qu Daoweng Qin Xian was shocked, but he didn’t think he was dead because of this place. He didn’t dare to meet him. He still hid behind a tree and saw his adoptive father going up the steps. He beat him up and did not return his tribute. He raised his hand slightly and saw his adoptive father standing respectfully.
The god asked a few words, and then heard a cloud board. The drums and music on both sides of the god retreated into the back hall. Yi Congyi all dispersed to see his adoptive father wandering alone on the steps, looking up at the palace Qinxian suddenly thought that he was dead. He felt sad. He stepped forward and held Yi and cried. He felt sad when he saw his adoptive father. He comforted him and said: Qin'er, you have suffered, and you are destined to be suffering for only a hundred days. Wait patiently, and you will have a good person to take you back.
Qin Xian wanted to ask him a few things, but he couldn't remember any of them. He just remembered the boy just now and asked: A boy came in, and the god gave him a lot of pens, and then scolded him. Who is this boy? Daoweng said: This boy's predecessor was not small. From the Six Dynasties to this moment, he wanted to scold him for his past sins. Later, he was a great writer. After thirty years of fame, he saw him a small book, and there were still big works in forty years.
Qin Xian asked again: What is this honorable god’s name?
Dao Weng said: He whispered and looked around for a while, and wrote two words in Qinxian Palm with his fingers. Qinxian saw that it was the two words "Dian'e" and didn't understand very well. When he asked again, Dao Weng had already walked out of the temple. Qinxian followed him and saw him leaving the temple gate. He got on the horse. Two Zaoli followed Dao Weng and pointed at the tip of the whip and said: Mei Hanlin is here.
Qin Xian looked back and saw that the country was like a painting, it was on the edge of Yàn Ziji, and he was still on the boat, and Daoweng didn't know where to go.
Suddenly, a boat approached and saw Ziyu sitting in the cabin, sighing
Qin Xian was worried again and wanted to call him. The boat was already in his boat. Qin Xian saw a beauty coming out of his cabin, with gorgeous makeup and gorgeous clothes, sitting with Ziyu, Qin Xian looked closely, but was shocked. It was clearly his outfit of playing, with a good face, he looked at himself again, and could not think of it for a reason to see him and the two of them were fragrant and shoulder-to-shoulder, muttering, very unkind, and I could see the angry in my heart. Suddenly I saw the beauty holding a mirror, and they looked at them together, and heard the beauty laughing and saying: "The two of them look at each other in one mirror, but their thoughts are not clear. Zi Yu smiled and said: What's there to be a difference? Qin Xian couldn't bear it in his heart, so he called: Yu Xiang? Zi Yu didn't hear Qin Xian screaming again, and only heard Zi Yu say: "Is it so hot today, I don't know who scolded me. The beauty suddenly saw Qin Xian and said: Who is peeking at people here? Then he threw the mirror on the face of the fairy,
Qin Xian hid and landed in the cabin, and the ship there disappeared
Qin Xian picked up the mirror and looked at it. Seeing that she had changed the woman in red on the boat picking lotus in Mochou Lake, she was surprised and suddenly saw many figures. After passing through the mirror, it was the famous scholars and the famous actresses who suddenly turned the mirror backwards. There were many people faintly reflected in it. It seemed that Wei Pincai, Xi Shiyi and others were looking at it. The mirror suddenly turned and turned like the moon, turning into a big bead. I felt quite interesting. Suddenly, a blue hand reached out into the cabin, with scales all over the arm, stretched out five big claws, and snatched the mirror away.
Qin Xian, Ouch, it turned out that it was Meng's eyes opened, and it was already three feet tall. Liu Xi had already gotten up
Qin Xian got up, and he served the face and washed Qin Xian thought about the dream. He remembered to clear everything and hid both ends. He only told Liu Xi that the dream in the middle. The master seemed to be a god, but his position was not very big. Liu Xi said: As long as he became a god, he would probably rise from heaven. Liu Xi brought food in a while and said he wanted to go to Master Hou and told the master about this matter. Qin Xian said: The diploma was also in that suitcase, and he stole it. How about it? Liu Xi said: Did he steal it? Then he had to ask Master Hou to explain to the platform that he thought that the person was dead, and it was nothing important.Liu Xi served the meal, took off his mourning shirt, and came to the place of Hou Shiweng, Fenghuáng Mountain. Since Hou Shiweng saw that Daoweng fell off this relationship, he was not relieved. A day later, he came to find Daoweng's ship, but he was gone. He thought he had already taken office. Unexpectedly, he had passed away. He thought of Qinxian again: When he saw that poem, he didn't know whether he was happy or annoyed. I wanted to come to the scriptures to read the title, so he was naturally happy. But seeing that he was so beautiful, but he was cold, it was less funny, but it was a pity that such a handsome man. If he could accept him as a disciple, it would be enough to entertain his old age. He was thinking about it, but Liu Xi came in and kowtowed underground.
Mr. Shi asked: Why are you back again? Haven't you ever followed him? Liu Xi told the story of the Taoist returning to heaven in detail and entrusted the last words and Zhang Gui and others to steal the suitcase, money and other items, and diplomas. Now the young master is guarding the temple, and he doesn't even give him food and clothing. Mr. Shi was shocked and said: There is such a thing! I said that he has already taken office, so he knows this situation! So he shed a few tears and said: At this time, he always asks the master to think of a way. Mr. Shi said:Qu Cai has a lot of love, but they are not here. I have to write a few letters. You went to carve the obituary and sent it to me. Some members came to do the funeral. I have been having a good relationship with Mr. Qu for many years. Besides, he has an orphan here. I naturally have to do my best to take care of the official affairs. I will go to the platform tomorrow and say that I will go to the river to arrest Zhang Gui and others, and I will write a document to Jiangxi, for fear that they will cheat the diploma in Jiangxi. I must guard against these things. I will go to the temple to meet your young master tomorrow and discuss other things. Liu Xi thanked him and told Qin Xian. Qin Xian was not grateful. Shi Weng went to the platform tomorrow and said that he knew about this. He went to Shangyuan County to supplement Chengzi with Liu Xi. The magistrate communicated with the county. He arrested the escaped slaves and went to Jiangxi.
One day after, Mr. Shi prepared a table of sacrifices and a pair of couplets. He went to the temple to burn incense and drink wine. He cried bitterly, and was so sad that Qinxian cried bitterly in the filial drapery. He thought to himself: This old man is a little loyal, and it is not fake to hear his crying. Mr. Shi collected his tears and asked the person he brought to hang a plaque. He looked at it, sighed, walked into the filial drapery, Qinxian hurriedly kowtowed to thank him. Mr. Shi squatted down, held it with his hand, and sat cross-legged, approached Qinxian, held Qinxian's hand, and blurted his eyes. At this time, Mr. Shi was sitting in the bushes of vanilla, feeling a faint fragrance that filled his nostrils with the wind. His heart was not drunk and drunk, and he saw him pear blossoms. Although the light had been reduced a lot, the scene that made people pity and love also increased a lot of Qinxian's heart. His body moved away, Mr. Shi had to get closer and said:Unexpectedly, my nephew suffered such a big mistake. Yesterday, Liu Xi said that he would not know otherwise. I should have gone to Jiangxi on the tenth day of the previous month. I went to the riverside and saw that you had already driven the boat. Who knew that there was such a thing
What are you planning now? Qin Xian was very upset, but he had to answer a few words, and then said: Following the old man's kindness and arranged everything with his father. He was very grateful to the nephew Jing. After a hundred days of guarding, he found a piece of land and buried his ancestors. Then he made a decision. Weng Shi said: What is this idea! You Ling Xianzun is from Hubei, and Miluo River is his ancestral residence. He has passed down for several generations. If you don't have any relatives, no one will recognize you. Now you are alone and have stolen everything. The idea of returning to Hubei does not have to be snobbish in Beijing. Besides, you Lingzun has no friends in Beijing.
From this: People are in human relationships, "It's not me that you are too delicate and in your youth, how can you suffer? Then it's not difficult to run around and ask for food! Just my friend and you Lingzun have been in thirty years of moral friendship. If I don't promote you, who will teach you to promote you? It's my turn, I'm the turn. I'm going to take you back. I'll be sent to you. This coffin will be sent here. A month or two later, I'll find the ground and bury it again. I'll relax you. With me here, I will never teach you that you have no choice but to rely on your talent. I will become famous in the future and compete with you Lingzun. I also made up my mind for this. I don't have to be indifferent to my mind.Seeing him like this, Qin Xian saw that his two old eyes were determined to him. Although he spoke upright, his expression was not as angry and afraid as a good person. His face turned red and his head lowered, he refused to agree to Shi Weng hold Qin Xian's hand in his palm. He rubbed his hands gently for a few times, and asked in a daze: Do you understand what poem he had read the day before yesterday? Qin Xian was even more angry. He retracted his hand and was about to cry, so he stood up and walked away and said: "Wait, what kind of people do you recognize when you were in Beijing?" Qin Xian wanted to ignore him, but it was not good, so he had to hold back his anger: How many people do you recognize? Shi Weng said: Who are they? Qin Xian said: They are all serious, and there are not those fake good people Xu Duxiang, and Mei Yuxiang, but there are also famous scholars. Shi Weng said:Is Xu Duxiang, the young master of the Prime Minister of Xiaoshan, is he good to you? Qin Xian said: Yes, now the ancestor has a suicide note with him, and he asked him to take care of him. Weng Shi smiled and said: It's amazing, don't go to these wives? Master F, how did you get it together! Although he is good to you outside, he doesn't treat you as a friend, don't be too careful. It's not that I said, you are too young and have such a good look. The atmosphere in the capital is extremely bad, and you are poor and weak, so you can't go. You must regret it. Of course, you will be at ease under the sequel of the Nine Springs.
Whether you worship me as Master Yi or as a teacher, I am in my seventies, what else do people have to say about it? And I have several concubines in my family, and there are many people who love you. Just like girls, I will naturally have a look after you.
If you want to arrive in Beijing, the journey is long, I will be worried on the way, and people will discuss whether I am not. Why do you leave a close friend orphan behind your head and not take care of him and let him go alone? How can I afford this sentence?
Qin Xian just pretended that he didn't hear it, and his hands were free and easy. The Shi Weng who stood far away was boring. He opened his triangle eyes wide, looked at him for a while, and said: I am a kind person, don't make a mistake. So he got up and wanted to leave. Qin Xian had to knock two more heads and said: My nephew doesn't recognize the outside, even if he thanked him for filial piety, Mr. Shi wanted to help him, but Qin Xian had already stood up and left. Mr. Shi walked out the window and gave him to Qin Xian, and said a few words.
Unexpectedly, Qinxian had already entered the curtain and had no choice but to go back and think about it for half a day. Tomorrow, someone sent a bunch of rice, a bunch of charcoal, and four taels of silver to try Qinxian's heart to bear it. If he had received it, he would naturally slowly go to his house. However, Qinxianzhi refused to accept it, and Liu Xi did not dare to take the initiative. He had to return the original jade to Shiwen very angry and scolded him for not being praised. After that, he had no face to come back again, but he had a little hatred, a bit of love, and a little pity in his heart. He fought all day long, and wrote many poems. Fortunately, the governor of Suzhou invited him to go, and stayed for two months before returning.
I don't know what happened next, let's listen to the next breakdown
Qin Xian also gave the poem given by Shi Weng and Dao Weng to Dao Weng. Dao Weng was not angry, so he said: This old game is casual, and he is accustomed to his nature. When he is old, I despise him, but I love his talent and tore this fan. Qin Xian was about to tear the fan to pieces and said nothing all night.
It was about to pass tomorrow morning, but suddenly it was strong against the wind. After leaving the anchor, the white waves surging, the boat was knocked down and hit the boat until it reached Yàn Ziji. It was just stopped and quickly broke down and beat the bullet. The Weng called Qinxian to come and said, "My friends in the capital should also write a letter to thank you. My arm hurts. You write for me. I just need to write running script for you. There is no need to do regular script."While leaning on the pillow, he read to Qinxian. He wrote more than a dozen letters and wrote many poems. He wrote for most of the day, and the wind was a little weaker in the evening. Daowen knew that he was tired of writing, so he asked Liu Xi to go ashore with him to disperse Liu Xi and Qinxian. He went to Yàn Ziji for a walk, and then went to Hongji Temple to see the cliff and leave, and then went to the iron cable and the lonely boat. There were many famous places. It was not until dark when Qinxian returned to Ziyu's poem, so he lie in bed and thought about it in the middle of the night before he could get out tomorrow's wind and could not drive the boat. He wrote this poem, and wrote another letter, and wrote two more letters, one with the famous scholars, the other with the brothers, and the other with the letter of Daowen. Daowen ordered his family to enter the city, and the city guarded the camp and handed over the letter.
Dao Weng spent his whole life on pen and ink, and was injured by wine. The fall the day before yesterday was already heartbroken. Sometimes he was clear, sometimes he was fainted, and if phlegm surged up, he was confused. Even if he said something, it was not convenient for the elderly. How could these servants be willing to serve? Only Liu Xi was the only one who was a comprador, cooking and eating. Therefore, Qin Xian couldn't sleep all night, and was in the middle cabin. He encountered the wind every day. The boats in the river came and went, and how many people were damaged. Dao Weng thought: This disease may not be cured, it was cured. It was also a hemiplegia. Although there were not many roads, how could this paralyzed person be able to avoid seeing his boss? It would be better to cure it here, and it would not be too late to go again.After a decision, I asked someone to go to the city to rent a mansion, so I rented a Huguo Temple in Hanximen to recuperate. I was moving my luggage. I developed the price of the boat. Daowen and Qinxian took the carriage to enter the city. When I arrived at the apartment, it was clean. I rented a room three or two per month. Daowen and Qinxian made a room opposite the Qinxian. Two empty rooms in the middle. Seeing that the four rooms were very clean, there were two big locust trees covering the yard. There was no sky. There was also a large yard behind, but the grass was one foot deep. There was a coffin downstairs, but there were four or five wing rooms on the lower floor, and one was made into a kitchen. Those rooms lived with the servants on one side. There was a heavy door on the wall that was connected to the outside. The first one was moved in. It had not been arranged properly. The cage was filled with a cage. Liu Xi and others laid the bed tent of Daowen and Qinxian. Qinxian arranged the pen and hanged some calligraphy and paintings since then. I lived in the temple. I asked the doctor to treat it.
Who knew that Weng's life was Yang Jiu, and his age was about to end. He had a different disease because he had been using hard work throughout his life. He had been suffering from the disease of Li Changji vomiting blood. He had been cured for several years. He was very angry and vomited several times a day. He was so confused that he was bedridden for more than twenty days. Qinxian saw this scene, his heart was like oil. He burned incense and prayed day and night in front of the gods. He was willing to use his body to replace Daogong. Seeing Qinxian's filial piety, he became even more sad: If the middle Taoist abandoned the donation, he would teach him how to return and who to rely on? Thinking of this, tears were flowing. Qinxian brought in the medicine bowl. When he saw Daogong, he did not dare to look up. Only tears stood aside with tears in his eyes. Daogong asked him to come up. Qinxian put down the medicine bowl, sat on the edge of the bed. Daogong held his hand and shouted Qin'erchoked in his throat, and couldn't say that Qin Xian's tears were like beads, and he couldn't stop it. He could only cover his sleeves and said, "I've harmed you, you're so good..." Qin Xian held back her crying and screamed: Dad, please take care of the disasters and the moon is common in this year. Dao Weng sighed again and said, "The medicine has been boiled, please take it." Dao Weng said, "What medicine should I take?" Dao Weng said, "The disease has come to this point, what medicine should I take?" But after I die, you still took a rest for a while, and said, "I'll go to Beijing and see that you're calm. I can rest assured, but I can't live for my family, and I can't die for the tomb. I'll wrap my body with a turtle, so I'll sink to my zodiac. Don't be funeral."
Qin Xian heard this and her heartbroken. She knelt on the bed with her knees, bursting with tears. She held the medicine bowl in her hands and took a bite. She coughed and vomited a lot of blood.
Time is coming, and Qinxian is in a mess. I don’t know what happened. I heard the crows on the cypress tree crying, and there is another owl bird on the broken building, drumming and kissing, making Qinxian’s hair stand up, and it’s already autumn. The weather is hot and the night is cold. Qinxian’s body is cold. She goes to her room to dress and walk to the middle hall. A lamp is like beans, and the small glass is also drowsy to extinguish the blurred crescent moon outside the window. Seeing a figure flashing by the tree, it disappeared.
Qin Xian was trembling with fear and quickly called someone, Liu Xibian had something to do, and the three people were missing, and Qin Xian walked into the room tremblingly, not to prevent a big black thing from rushing out in front of the bed, knocking Qin Xian, and with a whisper, he fell to the ground
The thing left, and Qinxian was so scared that she stopped trembling all over. She got up and the light went out again.
Then I lit the lamp outside and came back to the room. I saw a small wooden lid underground. I shone the lamp and turned it over there. It turned out that Liu Xi saw that Qinxian could not eat every day. Today, he steamed lotus seeds and coix seeds, which were a hundred days old. I only ate a few pieces of duck and Qinxian. Liu Xi was afraid that those companions would steal it, so he covered the lid and put it under the bed. A big lion-haired dog came there. He smelled the fragrance and came to clean it up. He also knocked Qinxian.
Qin Xian put her arm in half and sat for a while. When she heard a sound behind her, she called Zhang Gui again, but she didn't listen to her.
Qin Xian didn't dare to go and see it. Liu Xi asked the doctor but didn't come back. He asked again: Who is it? He didn't agree either.
Hearing another loud noise, like a coffin, and a few more screams like a ghost. Qinxian was very afraid of thinking of Buddha asking for advice, but he was so frightened that he didn't dare to go or not. When he returned to Daoweng's room to look, he saw that he was asleep in a drowsy sleep, so he magnified his courage, burned a furnace of incense, knelt down in the yard, kowtowed and prayed silently, and after three minutes of praying, he got up. A worm fell from the tree, and the squirming Qinxian was panicking.The sleeves were brushed down, and took the incense burner, walked into the room. She just sat down. She suddenly saw a scorpion tiger about three inches long on her shoulder. She crawled to her chest and Qinxian's soul was not possessed. She dared not chase him with her hands. She shook her arm and the scorpion tiger went back again. The tail was still on his neck. Qinxian's bones were numb. Somehow, she had to take off half of her arm and threw it on the ground. The scorpion tiger crawled from her neck and cried. Qinxian was so scared that she cried.
But Liu Xi came back, and saw him in, knocked him down with a fan, and stepped on him to death.
Qin Xian was so scared that her hair was standing upright, her eyes were full of tears, and her body was full of fever, and her eyes were full of fire.
Liu Xi and him put a mosquito net, saw that there was only an empty bowl under his bed, and asked: Where is the duck? Qin Xian said: I am not in the room, a big black dog came in to eat. Liu Xi cursed: Where is this dog that is causing the plague? I dare not put it in the kitchen, for fear that the guys were greedy, so they tore up a few pieces and hired this dog.
Qin Xian said: Why did you go back for a long time? Liu Xi said: Doctor Wang went to Yizheng County today. It would take three or four days to return. I had to go and hire Dr. Li, who is also a famous doctor. He lives far away and has a twenty miles back and forth. He asked again: How is the master now? Qin Xian said: It's still the same. Liu Xi said: What if the master is a little short? Qin Xian cried again: If there is anything wrong, I will die too.
Liu Xi sighed, went to Daowen's room to take a look, and then went back
Qin Xian came to Daoweng's room again, and Liu Xi shouted: Oh no, where have these boxes been gone?
Qin Xian heard this and hurried out. When she walked to the back room to look, there were only a few calligraphy and painting boxes left, and the rest were transported.
Seeing that Zhang Gui, Wang Sheng, Qian De's Li Xing is gone, and he is not coming back at this moment? The door is open, so no one comes in. What should I do? Besides, the silver is all in the box. There are only a few single gauze clothes in the master's room. Your stuff has been stolen. The small box in your room is also a few gauze clothes. Now I don't have twenty taels of silver around me. I may have a problem. What about this? Qin Xian was so anxious that he had no idea and had to say: Don't tell the master about this matter. Don't be anxious. Let's wait until Zhang Gui comes back before discussing it.
Qin Xian and Liu Xi waited until dawn and had no effect, and only then did they know that the three of them had stolen something.
Qin Xian didn't feel sorry for anything. Seeing that Taoist Weng looked like this, there would be no cost for funeral. What should I do? After crying for half a day, only one Liu Xi was left, and he couldn't find her.
Suddenly, he heard Dao Weng call someone, Qin Xian hurried over. Seeing him turn around, he asked him, when he was about to relieve his hand, he shook his head, and wanted to sit up in his heart. Qin Xian asked Liu Xilai to help him up, and leaned on his back. He said: You go find my collection of poems and essays. Qin Xian hurriedly opened the box, and brought it over one by one. Dao Weng asked the title of the book, and passed the look again, asking to leave a recent manuscript of poetry and calligraphy, and the rest were called burning Qin Xian cried: These poems and essays are all about your life, and they can be left for the past, why burn it? Dao Weng said: You don’t know, I don’t have these things, and I will never look like this today. If he keeps him, he will teach people to learn from me in the future. Like me, I will be a lifelong strait and be afraid of creation.
I can't keep it, so I'll take it all and burn it all. Qin Xian was very sad and helpless. I only got a few burns outside and hid a few more. Daoweng gave the poems and paintings he had just left to Qin Xian Dao: This is for you to remember
Seeing this, Qinxian wanted to hold back her crying, but she couldn't help it. She just covered her face and sobbed. Daoweng called for a pen and ink again. Qinxian grind the ink and gave it to him. Daoweng asked for paper. Qinxian gave it to him again. He straightened him. Liu Xi moved a small table and placed it in front of the bed. Qinxian was watching Daoweng for a while. Liu Xi twisted a towel and wiped his face, coughed.
Dao Weng held the pen, trembling, big and small, wrote a post, put it down, and gasped again, tears fell in his eyes, and shouted: Qin'er, I have something to tell you. Qin'er, I have a word to tell you. Qin'er listened to the instructor: Although you lost your way in childhood, you have a great ambition, I don't need to give it too much advice. After you return to Beijing, you will naturally ignore your old career. Xu Duxiang can stay in your place. Qin'er heard this and cried, and could not agree to Dao Weng again: You have put away this last words. After coming to Beijing, he will have a reason with Duxiang.Qin Xian took it and saw that on June 8th, he traveled to Liangshan with Hou Shiweng, climbed the mountain to offer sacrifices. He blew down the wind and fell into the ground, causing his waist and feet to return and could not get up, vomiting blood for several buckets, and now he lives in Baixiaxiao Temple. When he is dead, things will be hurt every day! How hurt! The car is unknown, who is hanging the green rope, the cicadas shed, the soul swallowing tide? Where is the earth? Who is the loner of six feet? Qin'er is covered with green eyes, so that he can come and whirlwind? He knows that I can comfort me and I will not be discouraged in Jiuyuan. He should be a snake that repays virtue. If the child knows, he also makes a thoughtful bird's liver and gallbladder, and his soul can be connected. He can't finish his words. I am so proud to observe Quben's pen on July 7th
Qin Xian fell to the ground without feeling sad, Liu Xi also cried. Dao Weng ordered Liu Xi to help Qin Xian up. Qin Xian leaned against the bed alone and cried. Dao Weng said: Don't cry, I'm tired of you
After the funeral, I will be buried on the river bank, and there is no need to wait for more than a hundred days. You can go to Beijing quickly
You sent my diploma to Shi Weng and asked him to submit it in front of the platform. Although it is not enough to pass on the successor of me, I have only a rare hardship and difficulties in my life. Qinxian only covered her face and cried, unable to agree. Liu Xi also burst into tears. Suddenly, the fragrance breeze blew in the room. Taoweng asked Liu Xi to wipe his body with him, change his clothes, burned an incense on the table. Taoweng sat cross-legged and Qinxian secretly saw that he was like an unlucky scene. I took a pen and wrote four sentences on the paper and said: I have complained until I was old, and the article was not a sign of my life.
The country and the country are empty and literary, and the old travel is repeated.
After the title, Qinxian passed away when she saw it, and she fainted again. Liu Xi was so panicked that she was so shocked that she cried, while slapped Qinxian, Qinxian, knelt in front of the bed, hugged Daoweng's feet, cried so hard that she woke up, and woke up, and cried for a long time. Liu Xi repeatedly advised: Uncle, this is already the case, and people cannot be resurrected. It is such a hot day. It is not advisable to delay Qinxian's willingness to listen. After crying for a long time, she cried for a while, until the tears were gone and the people could not get up. Liu Xi helped him up and took water to clean his face with him. Qinxian dared to look up. He only saw Daoweng's face smiling, the jade pillars hanged, and the fragrance in the room had not dispersed. Qinxian said to Liu Xi: You see, the master has become an immortal. Liu Xi said: The master has been upright all his life, how can he not become an immortal? Liu Xi discussed with Qinxian:The day ago, the price of the ship was deducted from 20 taels, and four taels were used, and there were sixteen taels of my box. They were conscientious and didn't take it away. They could even get 20,000 to 30,000 yuan in the rags. They gathered together. Fifty hangs are the funeral of some masters. Some officials had to do it after they reported the funeral. Some officials came down, but what should they do? Qin Xian said: I don't know these things, I have to pay attention to you. Liu Xi said: I don't need to give me instructions.
So he helped the Taoist man down first. After Yi Qian, he lit incense and burned paper money. Doctor Li, who was invited yesterday, came to him and smelled it. He quickly turned around Liu Xi out to cook. He had no helper and could not buy the coffin from the monk. He went to buy the rest of the mourning clothes, called the drummer, invited the monk to recite scriptures, hired a chef, and was too busy to do anything. He could only hold the corpse in front of the bed and cried bitterly. The water slurry did not enter the mouth. Liu Xi loved him again for two days, and there was no time to persuade him to be buried. After the burial, Qin Xian wore a tunic and stayed in the spiritual curtain. Liu Xi also opened aside. This was the time of Zhongyuan. It was the custom of the orchid ghost festival in Nanjing. He gave food to ghosts everywhere, burned paper and recited scriptures, and lit them with oil paper. He lit them in the river to see the meaning of the Nine Springs.
Within a day, the wind and rain were cut off, the sun was dark clouds, and the fallen leaves were seen in the ancient temple, and the silence was bleak.
At night, the moon is reflected in the paper window, and the autumn insects are screaming. Even if the happy people come here, they should sigh. Besides, they are sentimental and cry like a zither fairy. When they are like this, the road ahead is vast. Isn’t it like a cut? It is because there is no way to die, and if there is no way to live, what about Tao Weng, the Lingshu? Didn’t he be the benefactor? If he is alive, how can he end this sad day? In a few days, his face as if he is like a flower and jade becomes very haggard, and his diet has been reduced by one month. During the day, he only drank two bowls of porridge. He either cried or slept, and it seemed like he was sick.
That night, the sour wind was so strong that the light rain hit the window. Qin Xian couldn't sleep. She felt mixed emotions and walked a few steps in the room. She heard Liu Xi's nose fluttering. When Qin Xian walked to see, she saw the pillow pushing aside, tilted her face, opened her mouth, and her nostrils were facing the sky, and she snoring loudly. She touched her heart with one hand and saw another rat walking on his bed. She smelled his nose, Qin Xian was afraid of biting him, and shouted, and the rat jumped over. Qin Xian also turned around and went back to the bed. He heard Liu Xi's nose humming and screaming a few times, and then started cursing. Suddenly, she snatched it out and ran out, making Qin Xian's hair stick out. Somehow, she hurried out to pull him out and knocked him out Liu Xi's long window, looked at the big tree and ran straight up, holding her hands with her hands.
Qin Xian was confused and was so scared that she stopped for a while. Then she walked forward with courage. Seeing Liu Xi holding the tree and snoring there, Qin Xian saw that he was still asleep, so she called out a few times and pushed a few times. Liu Xifang woke up and asked: What are you doing?
Qin Xian said: What's the reason for you? You ran out of your sleep and hugged the tree. Liu Xifang rubbed his eyes, stopped and said: It turned out that it was a dream. Zhang Gui came to pull my quilt just now. I was about to catch him, but when I was kicked out, I hugged him, but I didn't want to hug him, and fell asleep again. I also smiled. Qin Xian was scared and funny, so I came in with me, closed the window, and Liu Xi fell back to sleep.
Qinxian had to go to bed, and was in a daze. After a while, he walked out of the temple and saw a book shop opposite with the three words Hua Zhengchang. An elderly shopkeeper took care of him. Qinxian entered the shop. Suddenly he heard the sound of gongs. When he continued to make music, he saw pairs of flags and banners, and there were also golden helmets and golden armors, holding swords and strolls, cigarettes made into words, treasures, clouds, jade girls and golden boys, and beautiful makeup. Half an hour passed.Seeing a seven-scented treasure chariot sitting, a goddess sitting in a great Huarong, beads covered with faces to see these ceremonies and the gods went into the temple, Qinxian followed them, but it was not the temple. The temple was majestic and a huge place. After seeing those ceremonies, two squads stood, with bow clothes and scabbards, like a army, and were majestic to hide behind a tree to look at the stalkers. The queen saw many maids standing in the palace dress, with a pair of robes holding a comb in their hands.Some people hold books and some hold fans to see the god say a few words, but they can't understand that a boy came out of the crowd. Although he was about twelve or thirteen years old, he was already tall and handsome and handsome. He walked up the steps, bowed and didn't bow, and saw that the god seemed to have an angry face. He slapped the table and scolded the boy. Seeing that the boy seemed to distinguish the two of them had a good conversation. Then, when he saw that the god was slightly harmonious, the boy bowed his head and saw him again.The god said something to a maid standing on his right hand. The maid entered the back hall for a few moments, held an ancient brocade bag, and walked up to the boy's side, and pulled up the collar of the boy's clothes with both hands. The maid shook the brocade bag, seeing all the big and small, new, old and old, colorful, with a total of more than a hundred pens. She poured them into the boy's pocket and saw the boy thanking him. After standing for a while, the god said something to him again, and the boy walked back slowly.
Qin Xian saw that he had been leaving the temple gate, and thought to himself: I don’t know where this is? The boy was so arrogant. When he arrived here, he still looked so stern. He didn’t kneel down. He thought he was a man with a root and his origin was not a clever one. Qin Xian was about to go out, but he saw a god wearing a golden head and a red robe coming in. After a closer look, his adopted father Qu Daoweng Qin Xian was shocked, but he didn’t think he was dead because of this place. He didn’t dare to meet him. He still hid behind a tree and saw his adoptive father going up the steps. He beat him up and did not return his tribute. He raised his hand slightly and saw his adoptive father standing respectfully.
The god asked a few words, and then heard a cloud board. The drums and music on both sides of the god retreated into the back hall. Yi Congyi all dispersed to see his adoptive father wandering alone on the steps, looking up at the palace Qinxian suddenly thought that he was dead. He felt sad. He stepped forward and held Yi and cried. He felt sad when he saw his adoptive father. He comforted him and said: Qin'er, you have suffered, and you are destined to be suffering for only a hundred days. Wait patiently, and you will have a good person to take you back.
Qin Xian wanted to ask him a few things, but he couldn't remember any of them. He just remembered the boy just now and asked: A boy came in, and the god gave him a lot of pens, and then scolded him. Who is this boy? Daoweng said: This boy's predecessor was not small. From the Six Dynasties to this moment, he wanted to scold him for his past sins. Later, he was a great writer. After thirty years of fame, he saw him a small book, and there were still big works in forty years.
Qin Xian asked again: What is this honorable god’s name?
Dao Weng said: He whispered and looked around for a while, and wrote two words in Qinxian Palm with his fingers. Qinxian saw that it was the two words "Dian'e" and didn't understand very well. When he asked again, Dao Weng had already walked out of the temple. Qinxian followed him and saw him leaving the temple gate. He got on the horse. Two Zaoli followed Dao Weng and pointed at the tip of the whip and said: Mei Hanlin is here.
Qin Xian looked back and saw that the country was like a painting, it was on the edge of Yàn Ziji, and he was still on the boat, and Daoweng didn't know where to go.
Suddenly, a boat approached and saw Ziyu sitting in the cabin, sighing
Qin Xian was worried again and wanted to call him. The boat was already in his boat. Qin Xian saw a beauty coming out of his cabin, with gorgeous makeup and gorgeous clothes, sitting with Ziyu, Qin Xian looked closely, but was shocked. It was clearly his outfit of playing, with a good face, he looked at himself again, and could not think of it for a reason to see him and the two of them were fragrant and shoulder-to-shoulder, muttering, very unkind, and I could see the angry in my heart. Suddenly I saw the beauty holding a mirror, and they looked at them together, and heard the beauty laughing and saying: "The two of them look at each other in one mirror, but their thoughts are not clear. Zi Yu smiled and said: What's there to be a difference? Qin Xian couldn't bear it in his heart, so he called: Yu Xiang? Zi Yu didn't hear Qin Xian screaming again, and only heard Zi Yu say: "Is it so hot today, I don't know who scolded me. The beauty suddenly saw Qin Xian and said: Who is peeking at people here? Then he threw the mirror on the face of the fairy,
Qin Xian hid and landed in the cabin, and the ship there disappeared
Qin Xian picked up the mirror and looked at it. Seeing that she had changed the woman in red on the boat picking lotus in Mochou Lake, she was surprised and suddenly saw many figures. After passing through the mirror, it was the famous scholars and the famous actresses who suddenly turned the mirror backwards. There were many people faintly reflected in it. It seemed that Wei Pincai, Xi Shiyi and others were looking at it. The mirror suddenly turned and turned like the moon, turning into a big bead. I felt quite interesting. Suddenly, a blue hand reached out into the cabin, with scales all over the arm, stretched out five big claws, and snatched the mirror away.
Qin Xian, Ouch, it turned out that it was Meng's eyes opened, and it was already three feet tall. Liu Xi had already gotten up
Qin Xian got up, and he served the face and washed Qin Xian thought about the dream. He remembered to clear everything and hid both ends. He only told Liu Xi that the dream in the middle. The master seemed to be a god, but his position was not very big. Liu Xi said: As long as he became a god, he would probably rise from heaven. Liu Xi brought food in a while and said he wanted to go to Master Hou and told the master about this matter. Qin Xian said: The diploma was also in that suitcase, and he stole it. How about it? Liu Xi said: Did he steal it? Then he had to ask Master Hou to explain to the platform that he thought that the person was dead, and it was nothing important.Liu Xi served the meal, took off his mourning shirt, and came to the place of Hou Shiweng, Fenghuáng Mountain. Since Hou Shiweng saw that Daoweng fell off this relationship, he was not relieved. A day later, he came to find Daoweng's ship, but he was gone. He thought he had already taken office. Unexpectedly, he had passed away. He thought of Qinxian again: When he saw that poem, he didn't know whether he was happy or annoyed. I wanted to come to the scriptures to read the title, so he was naturally happy. But seeing that he was so beautiful, but he was cold, it was less funny, but it was a pity that such a handsome man. If he could accept him as a disciple, it would be enough to entertain his old age. He was thinking about it, but Liu Xi came in and kowtowed underground.
Mr. Shi asked: Why are you back again? Haven't you ever followed him? Liu Xi told the story of the Taoist returning to heaven in detail and entrusted the last words and Zhang Gui and others to steal the suitcase, money and other items, and diplomas. Now the young master is guarding the temple, and he doesn't even give him food and clothing. Mr. Shi was shocked and said: There is such a thing! I said that he has already taken office, so he knows this situation! So he shed a few tears and said: At this time, he always asks the master to think of a way. Mr. Shi said:Qu Cai has a lot of love, but they are not here. I have to write a few letters. You went to carve the obituary and sent it to me. Some members came to do the funeral. I have been having a good relationship with Mr. Qu for many years. Besides, he has an orphan here. I naturally have to do my best to take care of the official affairs. I will go to the platform tomorrow and say that I will go to the river to arrest Zhang Gui and others, and I will write a document to Jiangxi, for fear that they will cheat the diploma in Jiangxi. I must guard against these things. I will go to the temple to meet your young master tomorrow and discuss other things. Liu Xi thanked him and told Qin Xian. Qin Xian was not grateful. Shi Weng went to the platform tomorrow and said that he knew about this. He went to Shangyuan County to supplement Chengzi with Liu Xi. The magistrate communicated with the county. He arrested the escaped slaves and went to Jiangxi.
One day after, Mr. Shi prepared a table of sacrifices and a pair of couplets. He went to the temple to burn incense and drink wine. He cried bitterly, and was so sad that Qinxian cried bitterly in the filial drapery. He thought to himself: This old man is a little loyal, and it is not fake to hear his crying. Mr. Shi collected his tears and asked the person he brought to hang a plaque. He looked at it, sighed, walked into the filial drapery, Qinxian hurriedly kowtowed to thank him. Mr. Shi squatted down, held it with his hand, and sat cross-legged, approached Qinxian, held Qinxian's hand, and blurted his eyes. At this time, Mr. Shi was sitting in the bushes of vanilla, feeling a faint fragrance that filled his nostrils with the wind. His heart was not drunk and drunk, and he saw him pear blossoms. Although the light had been reduced a lot, the scene that made people pity and love also increased a lot of Qinxian's heart. His body moved away, Mr. Shi had to get closer and said:Unexpectedly, my nephew suffered such a big mistake. Yesterday, Liu Xi said that he would not know otherwise. I should have gone to Jiangxi on the tenth day of the previous month. I went to the riverside and saw that you had already driven the boat. Who knew that there was such a thing
What are you planning now? Qin Xian was very upset, but he had to answer a few words, and then said: Following the old man's kindness and arranged everything with his father. He was very grateful to the nephew Jing. After a hundred days of guarding, he found a piece of land and buried his ancestors. Then he made a decision. Weng Shi said: What is this idea! You Ling Xianzun is from Hubei, and Miluo River is his ancestral residence. He has passed down for several generations. If you don't have any relatives, no one will recognize you. Now you are alone and have stolen everything. The idea of returning to Hubei does not have to be snobbish in Beijing. Besides, you Lingzun has no friends in Beijing.
From this: People are in human relationships, "It's not me that you are too delicate and in your youth, how can you suffer? Then it's not difficult to run around and ask for food! Just my friend and you Lingzun have been in thirty years of moral friendship. If I don't promote you, who will teach you to promote you? It's my turn, I'm the turn. I'm going to take you back. I'll be sent to you. This coffin will be sent here. A month or two later, I'll find the ground and bury it again. I'll relax you. With me here, I will never teach you that you have no choice but to rely on your talent. I will become famous in the future and compete with you Lingzun. I also made up my mind for this. I don't have to be indifferent to my mind.Seeing him like this, Qin Xian saw that his two old eyes were determined to him. Although he spoke upright, his expression was not as angry and afraid as a good person. His face turned red and his head lowered, he refused to agree to Shi Weng hold Qin Xian's hand in his palm. He rubbed his hands gently for a few times, and asked in a daze: Do you understand what poem he had read the day before yesterday? Qin Xian was even more angry. He retracted his hand and was about to cry, so he stood up and walked away and said: "Wait, what kind of people do you recognize when you were in Beijing?" Qin Xian wanted to ignore him, but it was not good, so he had to hold back his anger: How many people do you recognize? Shi Weng said: Who are they? Qin Xian said: They are all serious, and there are not those fake good people Xu Duxiang, and Mei Yuxiang, but there are also famous scholars. Shi Weng said:Is Xu Duxiang, the young master of the Prime Minister of Xiaoshan, is he good to you? Qin Xian said: Yes, now the ancestor has a suicide note with him, and he asked him to take care of him. Weng Shi smiled and said: It's amazing, don't go to these wives? Master F, how did you get it together! Although he is good to you outside, he doesn't treat you as a friend, don't be too careful. It's not that I said, you are too young and have such a good look. The atmosphere in the capital is extremely bad, and you are poor and weak, so you can't go. You must regret it. Of course, you will be at ease under the sequel of the Nine Springs.
Whether you worship me as Master Yi or as a teacher, I am in my seventies, what else do people have to say about it? And I have several concubines in my family, and there are many people who love you. Just like girls, I will naturally have a look after you.
If you want to arrive in Beijing, the journey is long, I will be worried on the way, and people will discuss whether I am not. Why do you leave a close friend orphan behind your head and not take care of him and let him go alone? How can I afford this sentence?
Qin Xian just pretended that he didn't hear it, and his hands were free and easy. The Shi Weng who stood far away was boring. He opened his triangle eyes wide, looked at him for a while, and said: I am a kind person, don't make a mistake. So he got up and wanted to leave. Qin Xian had to knock two more heads and said: My nephew doesn't recognize the outside, even if he thanked him for filial piety, Mr. Shi wanted to help him, but Qin Xian had already stood up and left. Mr. Shi walked out the window and gave him to Qin Xian, and said a few words.
Unexpectedly, Qinxian had already entered the curtain and had no choice but to go back and think about it for half a day. Tomorrow, someone sent a bunch of rice, a bunch of charcoal, and four taels of silver to try Qinxian's heart to bear it. If he had received it, he would naturally slowly go to his house. However, Qinxianzhi refused to accept it, and Liu Xi did not dare to take the initiative. He had to return the original jade to Shiwen very angry and scolded him for not being praised. After that, he had no face to come back again, but he had a little hatred, a bit of love, and a little pity in his heart. He fought all day long, and wrote many poems. Fortunately, the governor of Suzhou invited him to go, and stayed for two months before returning.
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