Episode 7: No Need to Hate Sunset[1]

There is a plan hidden in the chest, and the bright moon sends me to worry. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Behind the mirror, proud of the cream, under the fence, drink the chrysanthemum.

Section 1: Heavy 9

The moon is in the atrium, sprinkled with silver light. There was a slight hint of melancholy outside the whiteness, quietly stagnating in the lonely and cold sky, and it became more and more lonely and cold.

"If the ancients and today's people are flowing water, they will see the bright moon together. ”

This side is high and can be connected to the sky. However, what seems to be within reach is often far away. The high pavilion is downward, it is still the high pavilion, the high pavilion is connected with the high pavilion, and a higher pavilion is built. There are two stairs on the left and right between the pavilions on each floor, and there are no people on both sides of the stairs. It seems that all the silence of thousands of worlds comes from here and returns to here, for samsara.

"That year, when the plum was green, I knocked the black and white chrysanthemum in early yellow. It turns out that the green plum is too bitter, and the yellow flowers are becoming more desolate......" A sigh came from the top pavilion. In such a cold sky, the ancients Zeng Yun: "Don't dare to speak loudly", but his voice is like a person in the sky, clear and elegant.

Along the ladder, up to the top of the pavilion, only to see spacious and chic and exquisite.

In the center is a rectangular pear wood desk, and a goshawk is carved on the left side of the table, which is integrated with the pear wood case. There are four treasures of the study room on the case, and the black and white colors under the case are circled, which is not the same as the rest of the plate colors. In the four elephant directions in the pavilion, there are dozens of unsheathed long swords hanging from each other, glowing with a cold light and lined with a bright moonlight. Anyone who looks at it will know that the swords here are all peerless and famous.

This night is the eighth day of the ninth month, a day suitable for remembering the past.

Chongyang Xiaoxue, boiling wine and sencha, chanting the wind and moon, writing the passing year, half a life is shaky, only the shadow is drunk, only the loneliness remains.

He was a young man, but in his twenties. can be alone, and he looks very young. The one was dressed in a dark crane, with long sleeves tucked up and placed on his knees. He was in a wheelchair, which was parked in the cloister of the Penthouse. He had long hair over his shoulders and let the wind blow. His back was clear, and he looked unusually depressed. It's no wonder that with such a superb handsomeness, who can gather the autumn colors with it?

With his chin in his right hand, he stared at the moon in the sky, once again lost in thought.

Ronghua is like a cloud of smoke, and a smile is bright and moony. Sometimes it is difficult for people to understand a truth, but this truth is actually not unfamiliar. It's useless to force things that don't belong to you in the first place, and if you are too persistent in pursuing, it will only become more painful. If you let go and meditate on something else that is given by Providence, you may be able to attain liberation.

The young man sighed and said suddenly, "Is there any change?" His demeanor did not change in the slightest, but his lips were lightly opened, and his tone was calm and magnetic. The expression was leisurely and tranquil, as if he was enjoying the sonorous calm of the heavens, and refused to miss the slightest.

The person who came dressed in tight black clothes bowed down and said, "Pavilion Master, the letter from the eldest lady has arrived." ”

He nodded slightly, and the man in black took the letter from his bosom and handed it into his hand. His hands were slender and slender, like those of a woman. It was a thin roll of silk, the gauze was light and soft, the handwriting on the silk was delicate, and the ink was full of fragrance.

After reading it, he closed his eyes, his expression remained unchanged, as if he had fallen asleep.

"Pavilion Master, do you want your subordinates to send someone over?"

The pavilion master still closed his eyes: "No need, you go down first." The person who came didn't say anything more, knowing that the other party couldn't see it, but he still bowed his hand respectfully and quietly withdrew from the high pavilion.

The breeze blew in and blew the long swords hanging in the pavilion, and the long swords struck each other and clanged. The crane feathers on the dark crane were blown up by the wind, and it seemed that because of the cold, his body suddenly trembled, and the crane feathers on the crane feathers shook off a few more. And the flying feather immediately floated out of the attic, and in a trance was about to go to the cape or the end of the world......

He opened his eyes: "...... It's time......"

Chrysanthemum fragrance in September.

Every year on the ninth day of this month is the Chongyang Festival, "Yi" takes "nine" as the yang number, and the two nines are heavy, so it is called Chongyang. Since the Warring States period, the Tang Dynasty has continued to the present, and there have been feasts and high parties, all over the common people. In the Ming Dynasty, more and more attention was paid to it, and the palace wanted to eat flower cakes together to celebrate, and the emperor wanted to kiss the Banzai Mountain to Chang Qiuzhi.

However, "being alone in a foreign land as a stranger, thinking of relatives every festive season." "Not all people can feel the joy of the Chung Yeung Festival. Some people are alone in a foreign land, some people climb alone, some people go down dogwoods alone, and some people sigh sadly alone.

Luo Cailing sat in the corner of the tea shop and sighed softly.

She fled from the Luo family because of her refusal to marry, and went south to look for Yang Ling, but when she was tracking down the leader of the Qinglong Gang, she found her brother Luo. Luo Yang gave her life and immediately returned to Beijing to complete the marriage, but she refused and escaped again. At the moment, it is in a small town on the edge of the Huai River, hundreds of miles south of Runing.

The guests of the tea shop were scarce, and the two tables were not full, Luo Cailing sat alone at the left seat, thinking about his thoughts: "I don't know what happened to Brother Yang, have you caught the thief and found Long Yuanjiang...... Alas. She turned the teacup in boredom, and the people around her were chatting softly, and she couldn't help but look at the tea guests to the left and right.

"Did you hear about it, then Wang Yuanwai received a black letter again. ”

"Hey, I really deserve to be a sin, I bumped into a female ghost, and the world is retribution. ”

"Isn't it, it was his son last time, and this time it's finally his turn. ”

"Brother Zhang, why did you bump into his Wang family when you said about this evil sect?"

"Hey, Lao Li, how are you doing with your heart?" Lao Zhang glanced at Lao Li and said: "I think the harvest was not good that year, you borrowed a few taels of life-saving money from his Wang family, and when I asked you to collect debts the next year, I didn't see him take pity on you outside the king." This black letter is the retribution of his royal family. ”

Lao Li thought about the past and didn't feel resentful: "Well, yes, what you said makes sense." He nodded and took a sip of tea.

Luo Cailing quietly looked at the two uncles sitting in the right corner chattering, and their conversation was naturally imprinted in her mind word for word.

"Who let this Wang family bully others, and they are used to being arrogant. If it weren't for a few stinky money, who would have paid attention to him? I don't know how many poor people had stolen this money from. Now that his royal family is in trouble, I feel relieved from the bottom of my heart. ”

"That's right. Everyone is the life of the poor, but the family outside the king is the life of fine clothes and jade food. Now that retribution is on, I and the family are also secretly happy!"

"Two uncles, that's not right. The Wang family bullies and dominates the market on weekdays, which is not good. But being robbed now is not necessarily a ridiculous thing. ”

Picking up gold in the wilderness, meeting women in the room, and hearing hatred in danger are all touchstones of conscience. It is a rare character that no one can find gold without seeing it, no one can look at it without knowing it, and the enemy can be robbed and can be unfortunate and gloating, but there are very few such people. Isn't it a great tragedy for mankind that when people commit evil deeds, they ask for what they don't know, without asking if their conscience is guilty?

The two croppers were stunned, Luo Cailing was also surprised, don't look around, but I don't know when, another scholar in cloth came to the tea shop, and he was at the third table. The scholar had thick eyebrows and big eyes, a broad face, and although his shirt was old, it was clean, and his trousers had several patches.

He put down the bookcase, ordered a pot of tea, and said softly: "Life is noble and cheap, and it is not destiny. Zi said: 'Wealth and nobility are what people want, and they do not get it by their way, and they do not go anywhere, and poverty and cheapness are the evil of people, and they do not get it by their way, and they do not go to it.' A gentleman goes to benevolence, and evil becomes famous? A gentleman violates benevolence without an end of food, and the time must be so, and the upheaval must be so. He spoke eloquently, with a majestic appearance, but from head to toe there was a faint sense of pride, not at all like a down-and-out person.

Luo Cailing smiled lightly and said in her heart: "This scholar is very similar to Brother Yang. She has never liked etiquette, righteousness and benevolence, and said disdainfully at the moment: "Hmph, what's the use of just playing lipsticks." ”

The scholar obviously heard that it was a young and beautiful little girl, so he naturally laughed at her, and did not care, and said: "Eat and drink water, bend the humerus and pillow it, and enjoy it." Unrighteous wealth and nobility are like floating clouds to me. If a person is not benevolent, he is not rich enough, and his ill-gotten wealth is empty. ”

At first, he was still righteous and righteous, but when he said this, he pinched the tip of his nose lightly, smiled evilly at the corner of his mouth, and saw extreme frivolity: "The two uncles don't understand this reason, they don't treat everyone with benevolence, and they only complain about the injustice of God, and it is difficult to get wealth." ”

"Ha, this little brother, we don't understand the truth of your scholars, but this king earns a bucket of gold every day and a bucket of silver at night, and all the money he makes is illusory. The little brother didn't believe it, so he would just ask casually in the town. The old man sighed. When the boss of the tea shop heard this, he also said, "Yes, this big brother is telling the truth." ”

Luo Cailing couldn't bear it anymore and asked, "Uncle, just tell me about this king, and what kind of black letter is there." If he is really a heinous bad person, Miss Ben will teach him a lesson!"

The four of them were stunned, and the scholar carefully looked at her from top to bottom, only to see that she had combed her double hanging bun, her skin was delicate, she could be broken by blowing, her small face was round, but she was not fat, her body was delicate, her eyelashes were long and curled, and she had a pair of big eyes that were very smart.

"I said, what are you looking at?" Luo Cailing glared at the scholar, and the man hurriedly said: "No, no, no, I saw that the little girl was just talking loudly, so I couldn't help but look at it a few more times, so as to remember your beautiful appearance." Otherwise, the wind will flash his tongue later, but it's a pity for this Zhu Yan. Between his expressions, he is extremely cunning, which is the opposite of the image of a benevolent and righteous scholar.

"You!" Cai Ling was about to scold, when she suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a hint of edification in the words of this person's previous actions, and at this moment it did not seem to be ridiculed, but like a joke made by seeing through her.

"This guy is very different from the average reader. If you are a child of a family, this line of work is too shabby, and if you are an ordinary scholar, it must be a bunch of nonsense, but it is not practical at all. And he squeezed his eyebrows, like a frivolous prodigal. Unless, he's somebody else disguised. Cai Ling secretly thought in her heart, she is also a person who is accustomed to disguise, and she will know the clues with her own heart.

"What are you? mean me? haha. Xiaosheng is here, what does the girl have to say?"

Cai Ling scolded: "Oily tone, flamboyant tongue, drink more tea, clear the oil and water in your stomach!" The scholar laughed: "The little girl is very cute." Seeing Cai Ling's face slightly stunned, he hurriedly changed the topic and said, "Okay, don't gossip, uncle, let's talk about it, what kind of black letter is that?"

"Good...... Good. Alas, this king, whose name is Shande, is a rich man in this town, and he has opened a pawnshop and a gambling house in the town, and he is really a rich man. You want to say that he is heinous, but he does not come, but he has also done a lot of things to bully the people. A few days ago, the ancestral jade pendant of the Xiao Qi family was forced to pawn by him, and there was no way, who owed him money?"

Lao Li said: "That's right." But I don't know who the king has offended, and in the past month, I have received several black letters one after another. There were some inexplicable things written in the letter, such as asking the man to take out hundreds of taels of silver to build a rice warehouse, and asking him to use money to build a river embankment, etc. Think about it, how could the king be willing to spend this unjust money? Naturally, he burned the letter and ignored it. But the next day, I received a letter with sixteen words written in it, and if I didn't do it, I was afraid that there would be a big disaster. ”

Cai Ling was stunned: "What does that mean?"

The scholar stopped her and said, "Listen." ”

"Girl, it's not just you, we don't know what it means. But just three days later, Wang Yuanwai suddenly discovered that a few days ago, a new batch of antiques turned out to be fake. It was indeed genuine, but in the blink of an eye, it became fake. What's even more strange is that Wang Dashao, the son of Wang Yuanwai, bought several low-priced horses from nowhere, but when he was riding, he fell down and broke his leg. The king sent someone to take a closer look, and the horse was not frightened, which is really strange. Alas. As for what the letter says, that's what it refers to. ”

Luo Cailing and the scholar glanced at each other, and then separated.

"Two days after the incident, the black letter came again, and it was still the first letter, asking the king to go out and pay for it. Wang Yuanwai only said that it was a coincidence, but still ignored it. Then the black letter arrived, but this time it was written that if you don't do it again, the disaster will not stop, the ill-righteous wealth will fly, and the evil dog will meet the sixteen words. ”

"Hey, what's going on this time?" Luo Cailing asked.

This time, the pawn ticket in the pawnshop outside the king was gone, and the interest could not be remembered, and a thousand taels of silver were lost out of thin air. That's not all, his wife went to the temple to make incense, but a mad dog suddenly popped out of the road, and he was so frightened that he is still bedridden. That dog hasn't been caught yet, I'm afraid it's a ghost dog, this black letter is a curse!" Lao Zhang said: "Everyone said that it must be the king's family that suffered a ghost, otherwise how could he receive such an unknown curse letter." ”

"Hmm. Is there a curse from hell?Is Madame Wang okay? Don't be scared to death?" the scholar asked. "Listening to the old doctor in the town, in fact, it is too frightened, and there is no fear for life. Lao Li replied.

Luo Cailing was still puzzled: "How do you know these things?" Zhang and Li said: "But I heard from the housekeeper of the foreign family, and I was asking the Taoist monk to exorcise the demon a few days ago! It seems that the female ghost who wrote the black letter is very powerful, and ordinary exorcists are not opponents at all. The scholar nodded: "In the streets, these things spread the fastest." ”

"I see. Luo Cailing held his cheeks.

"That's it. Ouch, look at me, it's really not early, the little brother and the girl can talk slowly, we have to go back first. Today is Chongyang, and the king is outside, I'm afraid that he doesn't have the slightest intention to spend this festival. After the two finished speaking, they paid for the tea and went home.

Luo Cailing glanced at the scholar and saw that he was drinking tea by himself, and there was nothing abnormal. I thought to myself: "This female ghost must be pretended, but if you want to steal the real thing in this local tyrant and inferior gentry's house, you can also take away the pawn ticket, and frighten the good horse, and expel the evil dog from being discovered, you must be proficient in martial arts." But why did she do this? If she really wants to be chivalrous and righteous, why should she be such a mother-in-law and mother-in-law, engaging in so many mysteries?"

She was about to get up, when she saw an old woman and a young man passing by outside the tea shop, the old woman was about sixty years old, rickety, and the little boy was only three or four years old, holding her mother-in-law's hand, and said, "Grandma, the tiger has to be carried on his back!" The old woman was very loving, leaned down, and smiled: "Come, Huzi, ride on grandma's back, grandma will take you home to eat cakes." ”

The boy hugged his grandmother tightly and said, "Grandma, when the tiger grows up, I will also take my grandmother to eat cakes and ......" The old and the young gradually drifted away, Luo Cailing looked at it, and smiled unconsciously, and a warmth surged in his heart.

The scholar at the adjacent table said softly: "If you are filial and filial, the country will be prosperous." Then he winked at her with his left eye, raised the teacup and drank it all.

Cai Ling was surprised: "This guy just drank tea, and he tasted it carefully, but at the moment he was domineering, the cow drank and swallowed the whale, and when he spoke, he was just going to be a joker for a while, and he was a hippie smiling face for a while, what a weird person." ”

[1] The full poem from Tang Dumu's "Nine Days of Qi Mountain Climbing" is as follows:

"Jiang Han's autumn shadow goose flew for the first time, and the guest carried the pot on Cuiwei. It is rare to laugh in the world, and the chrysanthemum must be full of heads.

But there will be a drunken holiday, and there is no need to hate the sunset. This is the only way in the past, why should Niu Shan be alone. ”

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