Chapter 37: Painting on the Night's Deathbed

Several people who came to visit the house also had sad faces when they saw that the husband was suddenly ill like this, and the two older ones kept wiping tears from their eyes when they saw it. Xiao Zheng stabilized his emotions and said: "Master, wait a minute, let the disciple prepare", and then Xiao Zheng gave Xiao's mother a look and asked Xiao's mother to take Jin'er out of the house, seeing that the two of them went out of the door to the courtyard, Xiao Zheng gritted his teeth and said to the two: "Master, I'm afraid his old man can't do it."

When Jin'er heard Xiao Zheng say this, she grabbed Xiao Zheng's clothes and chest, and couldn't help crying in a low voice and said to Xiao Zheng: "Aya has always been in good health, why can't you afford to get sick when you suffer from a cold, aren't you very good at medicine, Aya and you have treated so many patients, why can't you cure Aye's disease?" Xiao Zheng looked at Jin'er, who was crying with pear blossoms, and said with a wry smile: "This is also the master's carelessness, the master is suffering from acute wind and cold, and he feels very well, so he ignored it at the beginning of the illness, and when he got sick, he has already injured his heart and lungs before he can be treated with medicine, and ordinary medicine cannot be cured.

Xiao Zheng knew in his heart that Master's illness was viral myocarditis and acute pneumonia caused by a severe cold, and these two diseases were superimposed on one and would not be curable for thousands of years, let alone how to treat them in this era? When Jin'er heard Xiao Zheng say this, she squatted on the ground and covered her face with her hands and cried, crying and saying, "I don't care, I don't care!" I want you to heal Aye, or you will ignore me." Xiao Zheng wants to tell Jin'er that antibiotics can be cured, but where to find antibiotics in this era? Bent down and patted Jin'er on the shoulder, first let her mother comfort Jin'er, and then went to the study to find a large piece of rice paper and asked people to help find a wooden board and carry it into Mr.'s room. Looking at the half-lying gentleman under the light, it seems that he has aged a lot overnight, the gray beard, with the cough and shaking, there are many wrinkles on the face, and the face has become a little abnormally flushed due to fever.

Remembering that when he met their mother and son for the first time in spring, the kind old man who was in good spirits was now weak due to illness, Xiao Zheng's eyes were also moist, and he picked up the pen after making up his mind, and began to sketch the portrait of Mr. with his own memory. Xiao Zheng was afraid that there would be other accidents, so he asked Jin'er to take out the original stored ginseng and mix it with a few flavors of medicine and decoction it and pour it into the master. The painting has been completed in the fifth watch, the gentleman in the painting stands on the edge of the lotus pond with a book in his hand, a look of preaching and teaching, the pine forest behind him is lush, the lotus flowers are blooming in the pond next to the feet, and the two dragonflies stand on the lotus buds, because it is a sketch technique, Xiao Zheng is painting with his heart, the gentleman in the painting is vivid, and the people in the house whispered that it is too much like Mr. after seeing it.

"Yes, the painting is quite good, but the teacher is a little hungry," when everyone's eyes were attracted by the painting, the gentleman woke up and looked at the painting at some point. Xiao Zheng hurriedly asked Jin'er to bring the hot rice soup to Mr. and personally served Mr. to drink it. Two small bowls of rice soup under Mr. Belly has a lot of energy, in fact, Xiao Zheng's heart is very sour, this is Mr.'s limit is approaching, Mr. Bai's reaction is called back to the light. Mr. glanced at the portrait again and pondered for a while, but after looking at Xiao Zheng, he wanted to speak and stopped, Xiao Zheng immediately understood what was going on, jumped off the kang and turned around to pick up the pen, and began to write on the painting, "After the new rain in the empty mountain, the weather is late in autumn." The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stone is upstream. The bamboo noise returns to the Huannu, and the lotus moves the fishing boat. Feel free to rest in spring, and the kings and grandchildren can stay'.

After reading the inscription poem on the portrait, Mr. was a little excited, smiled and said: "I know that you are a bad person who has good sentences, it is impossible not to have good poems, there are paintings in this poem, and there are poems in the paintings." Far and near to proclaim, poetry and Zen and even both movement and stillness, the sound and color are good, and it is used here to write just the right place for the teacher to be a person, good! Good! Good! After finishing speaking, he was a little excited and coughed violently, Xiao Zheng hurriedly stepped forward to pat his chest to calm down, and after Mr. eased up, he closed his eyes and rested for a while, called Jin'er and Xiao's mother to his side, looked at the three of them and said: "Apprentice, you have this painting for the old man to take to the coffin, you can just paint one yourself, in addition, the three of you are the old man's closest relatives in the world, and some things are going to be told to you while a few respected villagers are present."

Mr. pondered for a while and said to Xiao Zheng: "Your ancestor is the former Sui Confucian Wang Tong, the word Zhongyan, the number of the text of the text, Shanxi Hejin Niuxi, is the first person to show talent in high school after the Sui Kaike took the scholar, your ancestor was also a disciple of many people before the Great Sui Dynasty, I am his closed disciple, and when he has time in the future, you will go to your ancestor's hometown and worship his old man for me, and I have fulfilled my wish", Xiao Zheng hurriedly responded after hearing it.

Mr. went on to say: "The old man Li Wenbo, Boling people, was born in the early years of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, a jinshi during the former Sui Kaihuang period, and a secretary of the later direct secretary of the Inner Provincial School Tomb, although he was short of food and clothing, he kept the road and lived in poverty and was overly clean, and he always dealt with himself with etiquette. After Xue Daoheng recommended him to serve as Luoyang County, the government of Emperor Yang of Sui was soaked in bad government during the great cause of the Sui Dynasty, and there were many bribes, but the old man did not change his practice, the great cause was ten years, all walks of life against the king and swordsmen rose up, the people were displaced and starved all over the field, the old man opened a warehouse without the permission of the court and released grain to help tens of thousands of displaced people in Luoyang, and then the old man hung up his crown and left. In the early years of Wude, someone once persuaded Yu to go out, but the old man and loyal ministers did not care about the two masters, so he lived in seclusion here to practice medicine and teach as a profession."

As soon as Mr. finished speaking, an old man named Wang Quan in the village behind Xiao Zheng suddenly asked in a trembling voice: "Mr. Li, are you the old Li Xiancheng who opened a warehouse to release grain to help the 50,000 victims in Luoyang?" "It's the old man, it's rare that you remember the old man," the gentleman replied with a smile, only to see Wang Quan kneeling on the ground and crying: "Master Li, why didn't you say it earlier!" The villain is dead, the villain really doesn't know that it is your old man who is Li Xiancheng who opened a warehouse in Luoyang at that time. Ten years of great cause, the father took the villain and the whole family of seven to Luoyang to escape the famine, the people who starved to death along the road were pressed together with each other, the villain has seen the things of people eating people more than once, and when he arrived in Luoyang, he thought he was going to starve to death, but the villain's family was a great blessing, just in time for the adults to open a warehouse and release grain, the villain's whole family pointed to your food and survived, and then the people in the same village who fled with the villain went to other places, and almost all were starved to death. After the world was initially decided, the villain's family set up an immortal tablet for you, at that time I only knew that your surname was Li, and I didn't know your high surname, my father also told the villain to worship at four o'clock before he died, in order to remember your great grace, the villain didn't know that it was you, the villain should die! After saying that, crying on the ground and kowtowing to Mr., Xiao Zheng hurriedly picked up the old man, and this was not the time for him to talk about repaying his kindness. After the gentleman motioned for the old man to get up, he said to Xiao Zheng: "Apprentice, when you leave, the old man has a few things to entrust to you, and you must help the old man do it well." Xiao Zheng choked up and nodded, "Master, you say, the disciple will never give up."

The gentleman gasped for a while and said: "First, I have passed on all the things of your ancestor to you, the ten volumes of your ancestor's "Continuation of the Six Classics" and the old man's "Zhidao Collection" are all in the study, you must keep it well, study hard, you were born with wisdom roots, this is the great fate of the sky, you must cherish it and don't go astray, the future achievements of your ancestors will be far above your ancestors and me, I hope you will carry forward the master."

After Mr. finished speaking, he looked up at Xiao's mother and said: "Mrs. Xiao, you are also a knowledgeable and reasonable person, your child's talent and wisdom are difficult to find in the good material and jade, originally the old man wanted to carve it again in the hope that he could be of great use in the future, but it was not the will of God, I used to teach this bad man the stick was left to me by his ancestor, when the old man did not listen to the teacher's orders, the ancestor often used to teach me, hehe, now I entrust this godson stick to you, if this disciple does something wrong in the future, you will teach him a lesson for me." Xiao's mother said with tears in her eyes: "Please rest assured, the little woman should obey the instructions of the gentleman, and I can still control my own children." ”