Tang Bohu stretched out his tongue and lay on the side of the road panting, like a dog, it has been three months since he left Suzhou, in these three months he has almost run all over the entire Jiangnan, Zongze Tomb in Zhenjiang, Biluo Island in Taihu Lake, Yanyulou in Jiaxing, Broken Bridge in West Lake, Tianning Temple in Wuxi, Confucius Temple in Jinling, there can be some harvest in every place, or the mantra in the "Righteous Path Collection", or the jewelry jade pendant that Tang Zhe carried with him, all related things, The most exaggerated thing is that Tang Bohu actually found a box engraved with Sanskrit under the Wende Bridge in the Confucius Temple, which is translated into Chinese characters is the moonlight treasure box or something, which Tang Bohu got from a Persian merchant when he was eight years old, it is said that this box hides an amazing secret and a set of sharp palms, as if it is called pineapple jackfruit palm or something, it is said that this set of palms can even pass through space when practicing to the highest level.

Tang Bohu was hungry at the moment, his stomach was empty, his hands and feet were weak, he couldn't lift up the slightest bit of true anger, he came out in a hurry, and the silver ticket on his body was limited.

It's not that he didn't want to sell paintings to make a living, but Tang Bohu, who is the head of the four great talents in Jiangnan, is ashamed to sell paintings for money Sven swept the floor, and when he was hungry, he finally mustered up the courage to give up his dignity and walked into Gu Yunzhai, the largest gallery in Jinling, but was beaten out by two guys with big shoulders and round waists.

The obscene-looking shopkeeper said in a weird manner at the door: "You are still pretending to be Tang Bohu, one of the four great talents in Jiangnan, young man, please come out and spend some money, your eyes are not sharp, and you fail!" Behave without arrogance, failure! The hair is too long, fail! Messy clothes, failure! Two holes in the shoe are even more failures within failures! Look at your face again, there is still eye, that's eye! And it's a big lump! Please go home and take a shower and sleep first, then wash your face and look in the mirror, then you will find that you are not surnamed Tang nor called Tang Bohu"

Tang Bohu vomited blood, wiped off the eye feces with trembling hands, and said: "Eh, this, maybe the anger has been a little bigger recently, so the eye feces is also a little bigger, I am really a fake Tang Bohu in the shopkeeper, I don't believe you give me a pen and I will draw a "Spring Tree and Autumn Frost Map" for you to see first!" ”

"I'm here, now I'm a painter of Tang Yin's fake paintings, I'll paint this "Spring Tree and Autumn Frost Picture", these are small scenes, I believe you are Tang Bohu, then I am also Tang Bohu, he is also Tang Bohu, everyone is Tang Bohu, don't believe you", he said and shouted to a group of beggars huddled on the street corner: "Tang Bohu, do you want yesterday's leftovers?" Don't feed me to the dogs."

"Yes, yes!" Before the words fell, a bunch of beggars rushed over, stepping over Tang Bohu in turn in the screams, and Tang Bohu, who was vomiting blood, had a few more footprints on his body.

After a while, the beggars returned to the corner with the leftovers in their hands, and the old beggar who walked at the end stared at Tang Bohu lying on the ground, and a trace of discoloration flashed in his eyes, stopped, squatted in front of Tang Bohu, looked at him condescendingly, and said for a while: "Young man, I see that your bones are strange, the heavenly court is full, you are really a good material for beggars, are you interested in coming to our beggar gang to develop?" My beggar gang is known as the largest gang in the world, with many brothers in the gang, good welfare, five insurances and one housing fund, year-end bonus, one month of paid annual leave every year, and two days off per week".

Tang Bohu struggled to sit up, and said angrily: "I really want to flatten you, I'm afraid I can't beat you, I'm a talented man, Wen can govern the country, martial arts can Anbang, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, music and rock, proficient in everything, how am I like a beggar?" ”

Before the words fell, two copper coins fell in front of Tang Bohu, "It's really pitiful, old beggar, little beggar, go buy something to eat."

My day, is there any mistake, Tang Bohu stood up violently, grabbed a copper coin in the palm of his hand like electricity, and scolded: "You are blind, I am a little like a beggar, why give me money, am I willing to sit on the side of the road to play, do I know you?" There's a kind of you come over and go head-to-head, don't you run, your mother's surname? ”

scolded for a long time, but turned his head to find that the old beggar's eyes were red and staring straight at him, his heart was tight, and he protected his chest with both hands.

"Stinky beggar, what are you looking at me for?"

"You definitely don't look like a beggar", the old beggar's voice suddenly became solemn and serious, "You are a beggar, and the most talented beggar I have ever seen, mix with me, you will definitely be a wonderful flower among beggars, and within three years, you will definitely become the overlord of beggars."

"The overlord of beggars? What is that? ”

"Still a beggar"

Seven days later, Tang Bohu finally arrived at a new destination, the important town of Tangyi in Jiangbei City, Lingyan Mountain Banshan Temple, as for how Tang Bohu spent these seven days, there is no record in the official history and wild history, but every time the old beggar surnamed Zhang of the Propaganda Department of the beggar gang has no money, he will always run to the Tang Mansion in Suzhou, knock on the lotus flower at the door, and recite the words in his mouth: In the autumn of that year, the Jinling Confucius Temple, the gate of the ancient rhyme Zhai, the beggars and beggars, the autumn wind is rising, two copper coins, and after a while, Mrs. Qiuxiang will always wipe her tears and carry a bag of silver out of the gate.

Lingyan Mountain is located in the south of Tangyi Town ten miles, the mountain is not high and delicate, the peak is not sharp and precipitous, the scenery is charming, the scenery is pleasant, the steps paved with bluestone stretch for several miles, wind up from the foot of the mountain, gradually hear the murmuring of the water, turn a mountain col, only to see a waterfall flying down, such as the flying dragon into the sea, plunge into the deep pool, the side of the pool, a mountain gate towers, the Banshan Temple as the name suggests, is located in the middle of the mountain.

At this time, the sun sets, and the shadow of the majestic mountain gate is stretched for a long time, adding a bit of gloomy atmosphere.

Under normal circumstances, people who like to pretend to be better like to play in this atmosphere, especially suitable for Tang Bohu

"Others laugh at me for being too crazy, I laugh at others for not being able to see through, I don't see the tomb of Wuling heroes, no flowers and no wine hoeing fields", accompanied by the sound of poetry, Tang Bohu, who wore a washed white robe, walked up the steps slowly, probably because of the good food, the complexion on his face looked much better, no longer the yellow muscles and thin and weak appearance some time ago, and the neck was also attached to the wind and inserted a half-broken folding fan.

Tang Bohu took out a chicken wing from his sleeve as he walked, took a bite and stuffed it back with a precious weight, and said to himself: "Damn, how is the mountain gate of this Banshan Temple the same as the archway of Suzhou Yihongyuan Entertainment Street, could it be made by the same craftsman?" It's been more than three months since I came out, I don't know what is good at home, I don't know what tricks the old man will play this time? And ......"

Suddenly, there was a layer of moistness in my eyes, and at sunset, at some point, a cyan shadow stood there quietly, blending in with the surrounding scenery, as if it had stood there from the beginning of heaven and earth.

Autumn near the south of the Yangtze River, the grass and trees are slightly withered, and the golden sunset coats everything in the world with a layer of faint gold, and the sunset is like a huge poached egg.

The shadow of the green shirt stood on a stone in the middle of the mountain, looking at Tang Bohu quietly, his soft eyes fell on Tang Bohu's body, full of encouragement, pride and pride, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was slightly raised, as if announcing to the world that having a son like Tang Bohu is the greatest glory in his life.

The disciples of the rivers and lakes are old, Xiaoxiao night rain for another ten years, compared with the father in memory, the face of the person in front of him has a little more vicissitudes, and his temples are white, but his eyes are still young, still full of vitality, still as deep as the sea, simply standing with his hands in his hands, but there is an indescribable momentum, a kind of loneliness that sees through the world, and a kind of vicissitudes that are indifferent and far-reaching.

The two people were ten steps apart, just standing quietly, the slight mountain breeze blowing, the green clothes and the white robes moved, the movement and the stillness blended together, and under the afterglow of the setting sun, it seemed extraordinarily lonely.

Lin wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and the son wants to raise but his relatives are not there.

Before the tears flowed, the farthest distance between people is not life or death, but that he is alive, I don't know if he is alive, a tear slipped from Tang Bohu's eyes and fell into the wind.

Tang Bohu finally couldn't help it, and ran over like the person in front of him, his hands wide open, for fear that everything in front of him was an illusion, and he threw himself into his father's arms like a toddler.

"Bohu" had a hoarse voice, mixed with a lot of emotions.

Tang Bohu, who was running, was slightly flustered, and then continued to run, accompanied by the shout of "Father", his body rushed to the arms of the people in Tsing Yi like a cannonball.

The onlookers were moved to tears by the audience and friends, the family relationship between father and son was interpreted by the two actors, there is no actor in the world, or in other words, as long as there is a heart, everyone is an actor, in the same scene, the son played by Tang Bohu is running in the direction of his father, full of mechanical beauty, symbolizing the most noble feelings of human beings, Tang Bohu is not only running to his father, it is hope, it is the yearning for freedom, it is the pursuit of dreams, he ran, approached the goal, there is one more step, they have crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, It's finally come together.

At that time, the distance between him and him was only 0.01 cm, and in the time when this distance was generated, another tear flowed out of Tang Bohu's eyes and fell into the wind.