Chapter 107: Death Hole
Li Shangchan was even more curious: "A poem will ask for a quasi-waiting?" Lao Zhou, don't sell it, open the skylight and say something bright. β
Zhou Jianping asked happily: "Young master, what do you see from this poem?" β
Li Shangchan said indifferently: "The scenery is still the same, things are not people, and a scholar is disease-free*." However, the legend is quite interesting: Cui Hu met a young woman in Nanzhuang, and they fell in love with each other at first sight. Later, the young woman became lovesick and died. Cui Hu hugged her and cried for three days and three nights, God had mercy and pulled the woman back from the Nai He Bridge, and Cui Hu and the woman concluded a good relationship. β
Zhou Jianping smiled strangely: "It's wrong, it's all wrong." Have you ever heard of a flower in Dali Temple? β
Li Shangchan wiped a handful of fine sweat, and his face was much better than at the beginning: "Old Zhou, where did you get so many questions?" A flower in Dali Temple, a flower peach, a flower that makes the underworld smell the color change, outstanding flowers; A woman who looks like a fairy and is famous all over the world. This woman has a lot of names, and this young master has heard of it a little. β
"There is only one thing in the market, but I don't know the other. Cui Hu knocked on the door in Nanzhuang to ask for tea, and met a flower peach. And it was Jiang Tao's cousin Jiang Niang who hugged and cried for three days and three nights. Jiang Niang didn't die at all, she was pretending to be her cousin Jiang Tao to persuade Cui Hu to take the imperial examination. This plan is made by Cheng Jiangrui's old son in the imperial history, although Cui Hu restrained his young madness, but buried the happiness of his own daughter Jiang Tao. Zhou Jianping told the inside story.
Li Shangchan couldn't close his mouth, and the expression on his face was very strange: "Where did you get this news?" Old Zhou, aren't you entertaining Young Master Ben? β
"Borrowing the old slave's great courage, the old slave doesn't dare." Zhou Jianping swore viciously, "If there is half a lie, the old slave will be half unsuccessful for the rest of his life." β
"Old Zhou is serious, I didn't mean that." Li Shangchan hurriedly comforted, "However, Young Master Ben is still quite interested in your sources. β
Zhou Jianping bowed to Li Shangchan and said, "Young Master, let the old slave keep this secret for the time being." When the time comes, the old slave will tell him openly and honestly. β
Li Shangchan waved his hand, indicating that he had turned over this piece, and he said a little anxiously: "You still have to explain" 'Title Capital City Nanzhuang' not only exposes Cui Hu's weaknesses, but also kills him. 'Let's say that.'"
Zhou Jianping commented: "The whole poem is shrouded in a strong melancholy emotion, and the disappointment in the world is nothing more than that. It can be seen that Cui Hu is a thoughtful and sentimental lover, and his lofty ambitions and his ambitions are vulnerable in front of his children's affection. β
Cui Hu finally chose Jiang Niang and gave up Jiang Tao, which shows that he is a forward-looking man, and the three outlines and five constants are his death holes. He was a man who was bound by morality and ethics. Zhou Jianping hit the nail on the head and listed Cui Hu's weaknesses.
"There is no gold without a foot, no one is perfect, and I can't imagine that Cui Hu can't jump out of the shackles of the world. But taking people's lives on this alone is too exaggerated, right? Li Shangchan asked.
Zhou Jianping smiled evilly: "The world only knows that the protagonists of "The Capital City Nanzhuang" are Cui Hu and Jiang Niang, and the real heroine in the poem is Jiang Tao. And the person who was most disappointed and hurt the most was none other than Jiang Tao. According to reliable sources, Cui Hu was escorted to his post by personal guards Lei Ting, Lei Jun, and one of them was the famous Hua Jiang Tao. Zhou Jianping finally got to the point.
As soon as he heard that Jiang Tao had become Cui Hu's guard, Li Shangchan's heart was even heavier: "No one can resist Tanhua Jiang Tao's fatal smile!" β
Rumors in the rivers and lakes: Whenever there is a faint fragrance of peach blossoms in the wind, you will hear the natural laughter of the peach, and then you will see the smile of the peach full moon. To witness Momo's smile, you have to have a certain amount of luck. But some people would rather not have this luck, because when they saw it, Jiang Tao's smile was late, and they obediently walked into Jiang Tao to find a good home for them: the prison.
Zhou Jianping recognized: "Jiang Tao wears a unique tiger head gold medal on his waist, engraved with the five autographed words of Emperor Taihe Li Ang: the first exploration in the world." If you want to break through the peach defense line, it is undoubtedly more difficult. β
Li Shangchan sighed: "Isn't that helpless." β
Zhou Jianping said coldly: "Not necessarily! Since benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom, and faith are Cui Hu's dead ends, then we should not kill people with hard knives, but use soft knives to kill. β
Li Shangchan suddenly realized: "Your soft knife is seven emotions and six desires? β
Zhou Jianping sneered: "The young master has finally figured it out." β
Li Shangchan was suspicious: "Lao Zhou, are you right?" Jiang Tao's feelings for Cui Hu will rekindle. β
"It's hard to say. We can add fuel to the fire behind the scenes, so that the fire of seven emotions and six desires burns more vigorously. Zhou Jianping was confident, "The old slave has worked hard to set up thirteen barriers from Chang'an to Lingnan. Each barrier is enough to make Peach and Cui Hu go mad and burn themselves. According to Confucianism, the first seven barriers were named by the old slave as the seven emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, evil, and desire; According to Buddhism, the old slave named the last six barriers: the desire to survive, the desire to learn, the desire to express, the desire to express, the desire to be comfortable, and the desire to lust. Thirteen barriers, thirteen soft knives, the knife is deadly. β
"This is not enough," Zhou Jianping said vigorously, "Chang'an has made a good response, once Cui Hu and Jiang Tao deviate, Jiang Niang will be the first to know the movements of Cui Hu and Jiang Tao." The fire in the backyard pushed Cui Hu and Jiang Tao into the fire, and what awaited them would be a storm of criticism and bad words. Near the capital, as far as the border plug, it is difficult for Cui Hu not to be anxious. As long as Cui Hu's death hole is choked, the young master will be able to get involved in the knots. β
Li Shangchan was overjoyed: "If Jiangrui Lao'er set up a peach blossom plan, then Lao Zhou's is a peach blossom plan, and it is more than that." God knows where you got that much energy? β
Zhou Jianping sighed to the ground: "The old slave is willing to do his best for the young master." β
The lights went out suddenly, and the two of them were plunged into darkness.
Zhou Jianping quietly retreated.
Outside the door, the sky is full of flying leaves. Zhou Jianping spread out his palm, and a fallen leaf floated to his palm. Zhou Jianping closed his five fingers and slowly rubbed the fallen leaves into powder.
Zhou Jianping showed a hideous smile: "Li Shangchan, you are just a plaything in the palm of Lao Tzu's palm." β
β»Xiling official road, grass pavilion.
The rain stopped unconsciously, the peaks and peaks of Xiling were stacked and green, and the pine lake was like smoke. Cui Hu's eyes were cast into the distance, and in the embrace of the mountains, a winding and rugged path came and went.
This is a welcome team, two strong men carrying a big red sedan chair, followed by seven aunts and eight aunts. A heavy rain just now drenched them in soup, and they were still beaming without the slightest frustration.
Seeing this cheerful welcoming team, Cui Hu's ears rang "The peach is dying, scorching its glory." The son is home, and it is appropriate for him to live in his room. Singing.
The past is like smoke, and the gentle and shy young woman who replied to her back then has become a vicious and heroic heroine around her, Cui Hu sighed.
The rain in Xiling stopped, but it rained heavily in the heart of the peach, and the rain gathered into a river, washing the heart dam that the peach had been closed for many years to pieces, did she also think of the wedding song "Taoyao"?