Who am I?

I am Wang Xu, the shepherd boy of Niujia Village and Grandpa Niu's family.

No, I'm Wang Xu, but I'm not a shepherd boy.

No, I'm a shepherd boy, and the year before last there was a locust plague, and I was sold by my father and mother to Master Niu, and I was herding cattle for Master Niu's house.

"Wang Xu, hurry up, it's time for you to go herd cattle."

In a daze, Wang Xu was pushed awake, opened his eyes, and saw a twelve or thirteen-year-old naughty boy wearing patched clothes and a big cake face.

"Hmm..."

Wang Xu subconsciously responded, the person in front of him he knew, it was the son of the groom, Xiaohu, his playmate.

I got up, got dressed, carried a bucket, and went to the yard to fetch water.

Grandpa Niu's family, although he is called a master, is actually just a small landlord in the countryside, not a real nobleman.

But this is enough, in the entire Niujia Village, two-thirds of the land is owned by Master Niu.

The front and back three courtyards, twelve rooms, placed in a place like Niujia Village, can make people envy their drool.

Wang Xu is familiar with fetching water, cleaning the cattle pen, and working as he did in the past.

After being busy for most of the day, the cattle pen was finally cleaned, looking at the old cow wagging his tail and leaning towards him, Wang Xu subconsciously said: "Fetal fan!" ”

"Hey, what's a fetal fan?"

As soon as these words came out, Wang Xu was stunned.

He scratched his head, and after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't think about where the words of the fetal fan came from.

"Little brute, I'm lazy again, see if I don't kill you!" With the sound of rage, an old man wearing a long shirt and holding a cigarette bag and pot called Wang Xu with his head and cover.

It hurts, it hurts...

The cigarette pouch pot hit his head, and Wang Xu screamed.

"Master Niu, I don't dare, I don't dare..."Subconsciously, Wang Xu began to beg for mercy, and the whole person hid behind the cow.

Old Man Niu looked at Wang Xu, who was hiding behind the cow, and the old cow who was not kind to him, knocked the cigarette bag pot on his hands and feet, and said loudly: "Go and herd the cow, if the cow loses fat, Lao Tzu will sell you to the Qinglou as a rabbit." ”

"Yes, yes..." Wang Xu hurriedly led the cow out, compared to what the fetal fan was, it was undoubtedly more important to go out to feed the cow.

After all, he bought it by Master Niu, and when he bought it, he signed a death deed, and he died in vain when he was killed.

Holding the cow, Wang Xu walked to the mountain with a familiar car, the aquatic plants on the mountain are more abundant, and the old cow likes to eat the morning grass with dew the most.

"Cow, cow, don't look at you carrying me, in fact, your life is much more expensive than my gold."

Sitting on the back of the cow, Wang Xu stroked the horns of the old cow, and was a little confused for a while.

If his father and mother hadn't sold him, in a few years, he would have married a daughter-in-law like Brother Dashun in the village.

I heard that if you marry a daughter-in-law, you will be the head of the family.

Wang Xu, who is only twelve years old this year, although he doesn't know what the use of marrying a daughter-in-law is, he is deeply impressed by Master Niu, who is the head of the family.

Mr. Niu is the head of the family, and the entire old Niu family revolves around him, and if there is a slight disobedience, he will be beaten or scolded, not to mention that they are domestic slaves who have signed a death contract, or hired farmers who have only signed a long contract, and they have to be accompanied by smiling faces one by one.

Bang!!

There was a thunderclap, and the sky quickly darkened.

"Suffered!" Wang Xu's face changed, he was in a hurry to go out today, and he actually forgot to look at the weather.

Cattle are precious objects, the entire Niujia Village, there are cattle in the Niu and Li Zheng families, if the old cow is drenched in the rain and sick, the Niu master can beat him to death.

Wang Xu hurriedly urged the old cow to leave quickly, looking for a place to shelter from the rain.

The road to the endless sky, just when the raindrops of beans fell from the sky, and the rain was about to pour down, Wang Xu saw a small temple from afar.

"Fortunately, there is a temple, Amitabha, Amitabha..."

Wang Xu hurriedly drove the cow into the temple, this temple located in the middle of the mountain is not big, there is only one large hall, and there is not even a side room.

Inside the main hall, a stone statue of Arhat is enshrined, and in the corner, thick straw is laid, and a patched monk's robe hangs on the wall.

Wang Xu tied the ox to the pillar and sat in the corner covered with straw, watching the pouring rain outside.

I was glad in my heart: "Fortunately, there is a small temple here, otherwise I would have been miserable today." ”

The rain lasted for more than two hours, and it didn't stop until noon.

Seeing that it was sunny after the rain outside, Wang Xu didn't dare to stay, so he drove the cattle out.

When I went down the mountain, I looked down and saw that it wasn't when a straw was sticking to my body.

Holding the straw in his hand, Wang Xu looked up at the temple halfway up the mountainside, and thought: "If there is no temple in this temple, let the cattle get drenched in the rain, I will definitely have a beating when I go back." No, this straw belongs to the old monk in the temple, his temple has already helped me a lot, how can I take his things? ”

Wang Xu held the straw in his hand and drove the ox back the same way, wanting to return the straw to its original owner.

"Old monk, thank you for the temple, this is your straw, I gave it back to you." Wang Xu held the straw in his hand and put it back respectfully.

It didn't matter, he looked down at the corner of the wall, and found that there was a crack in the corner that was not very obvious.

Wang Xu squatted in the corner of the wall and buckled it, and after just one moment, the crack was opened.

In the eye, there is a dark grid inside, and inside the dark grid, there is a palm-sized, golden Buddha statue.

"Golden Buddha?" Wang Xu wiped his eyes and took out the golden Buddha in disbelief.

The Golden Buddha was very heavy in his hand, heavier than iron, and Wang Xu bit it with his teeth, leaving a clear tooth mark on it.

"It's golden!"

Wang Xu was overjoyed, with this palm-sized golden Buddha, what kind of cow did he put for Master Niu.

I'm afraid that the entire Niujia Village is not as valuable as this Golden Buddha, and he is about to be developed.

Greed arises from the heart, and evil is born to the side of the gall.

Wang Xu looked left and right, picked up the golden Buddha and ran, not noticing at all that at the moment when he ran out of the temple, a line of criticism was left on the wall.

I don't love the grass and love the real gold...

"This Wang Xu is reluctant to take away even a single piece of grass in the temple, and he has to return it when he goes down the mountain, which shows that he still has a little kindness in his heart. It's a pity that when facing the Golden Buddha, which is ten million times more valuable than grass and enough to change his life, he was shaken, which shows that it is difficult for him to grasp it in the face of great rights and wrongs. ”

"That's the case, but there can be a few people who can really not be moved by foreign objects, under the big dream bell, a person's true temperament will be exposed, no matter how they are usually disguised, they are always the most real in the dream, I'm afraid that even if you and I go in, in terms of heart alone, it won't be much better than him, right?"

"This..."

"Don't make any noise, there are three layers of dreams, let's continue to watch."

......

Who am I, I am Wang Xu, a scholar by the Luo River.

I have been reading poetry and books since I was a child, and I have the ambition of worshipping the king, He Nai's family is poor, and I don't know the taste of meat for three years.

Fortunately, Luo Niang on the bank of the Luo River was funded, so that he would not even be able to afford pen and ink.

The heart is higher than the sky, and life is thinner than paper.

Wang Xu has been tested year after year, not to mention lifting people, he has never even been a showman, and he has boiled two things in vain.

Luo Niang waited for Wang Xu to fail, and was forced by her family to marry Chongxi, the seriously ill son of Li Yuanwai in the east of the city.

This rush is good, the church didn't worship, so Li Yuanwai's son was washed away, and he became a widow at a young age.

The leaky house happened to rain overnight, and Luo Niang, who was driven back to her parents' house, was forced to remarry by her family.

Luo Niang refused to obey, invited to the archway of chastity, and threatened not to marry for life.

Three years later, Wang Xu, who had failed many times, was in a depressed mood and boated on the Luo River.

Coincidentally, he rescued the son of the prefect of Los Angeles, who also came by boating on the river, fell into the water.

With the prefect of Los Angeles to take care of him, Wang Xu showed off his talents in the second year, raised people in the third year, and went to Beijing to take the exam in a daze, and came back after being stunned.

The spring breeze is proud, and you can see all the Chang'an flowers in one day.

After Wang Xuzhong's jinshi, he was given the post of Qingyang County Commander, and before continuing his post, Wang Xu rode a high-headed horse and returned to his hometown and found Luo Niang, who guarded the archway of chastity.

The tall archway of chastity is enough to have three zhang, and it is just right to tie horses.

Wang Xu pushed the door in, one was affectionate, the other was intentional, and the chastity archway could not stop the dry firewood.

And just when Lang was a concubine, half pushed and half done, on the chastity archway outside the door, a reply was revealed: "Chaste martyrs are matched with Lang Jun." ”

"I don't love the grass and love the real gold, the chaste and fierce woman is with Lang Jun, this person has a moral loss!"

"Otherwise, the Ancient Buddha Emperor of the Western Regions once said that the red dust world is a catastrophe, and the red dust of the ages, who dares to say that he is morally innocent?"

"Look at it again, the third dream of the big dream bell is the real test, the first two dreams, but it is just to make people fall deeper and deeper in the dream."