In the first year of Kangxi, Shen Qi, a young man from Anxi County, Fujian, was weak when he was young, dull and ignorant, and inconspicuous. Like other children, he has had an old enemy since he was a child, and that is someone else's child.

"Qi'er, why are you so stupid, you can't memorize just one piece of "Two Children's Debate", your father's hard work every day has made you drift in the private school, you look at other people's children, Xiaohong, Xiaoming, Xiaojun, Xiaoli next door can not be easily memorized, and Li Guangdi, a prodigy in our village, is literate at the age of three, became a poem at the age of seven, and was familiar with the four books and five classics at the age of ten, and has practiced pen power at the age of fifteen this year, causing a sensation in the neighbors!"

In the small courtyard surrounded by a fence, Shen Qi, who was also fifteen years old, combed his long braids and wore a coarse cloth robe, and was scolded by his mother-in-law Shen Qin for nothing. Although he is not good at reading, and he quickly forgets what he has memorized, but fortunately, he works hard, usually likes to read and write, and is always immersed in his own world.

"Okay, baby, it's useless to force him if the child has no interest, anyway, there are a few acres of land at home, just let him learn to farm and have a baby. ”

At this time, Shen Qi's father, Shen Ho, bit his pipe, and walked out of the house, with a stubbled beard on his chin.

Both of them are real people, and they are working hard for Shen Qi's marriage these days. He and Zou Manshan from the neighboring village have been married to each other since they were children, and now that the children are not young, they are ready to marry their little daughter-in-law tomorrow.

took Shen Hoe out to relieve himself, and Shen Qi, who was silent, ran back to his room, and Shen Qin and Shen Ho still wanted to give him Zhang Luo's marriage, so he let him run.

Shen Qi returned to his room, spread out a piece of white paper on the desk, dipped it in ink, and wrote three big black characters on it one by one. He looked at his delicate handwriting like a girl, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

I saw that the black letter he wrote was "Zou Manshan", this gentle girl who had known him since he was a child and would become his daughter-in-law tomorrow, appeared in his mind like a blooming lotus.

Shen Qi looked at the handwriting he had written, happy and a little frustrated.

I envy Li Guangdi, why can't I practice my penmanship?

Shen Qi admires those literati who have the power of writing very much, and the articles they write are exquisite, insightful, and generous. However, most people want to practice pen power, at least until the age of ten **, like Li Guangdi, it is very rare to practice pen power at the age of fifteen.

In the whole Qing Dynasty, the tradition of reading and writing became a common practice, and a large number of people who have gained fame and fame all have extraordinary pen power, and many literati are also popular among them to write with their pens, fight for pen power, and even use pen power to kill people.

Shen Qi is in a different world dominated by the power of the pen, here in the Qing Dynasty civil and military officials, there are often pen fights, the two sides put the pen on the ink, the words between the paper are blooming dazzling pen power, like the sword light and sword shadow, you come and go, sometimes there are deaths and injuries.

There are even rumors that when Emperor Kangxi is still young, but he has already shown his edge, he is only eight years old to be able to quote scriptures and argue with others.

This power does not simply come from the words written, but by the writer's wisdom, mind, bearing, experience and other intangible things concrete, is more to see more and write more to have, and the strength of the pen force, to a paragraph to nine paragraphs to divide, the higher the number of paragraphs, the stronger the pen power will naturally be. For example, Li Guangdi only practiced the lowest level of pen power.

Historically, the strongest pen power is the sage of the book Wang Xizhi, it is said that when he practiced pen power, from the words burst out of the dazzling essence of the essence of the pen, instantly ignited the desk and the house, causing a monstrous fire, and when the fire passed, the article he wrote containing the power of the pen, still suspended in the air, not burned by the fire at all.

In the history after the Qing Dynasty, the strongest pen power is a generation of great man Mao Runzhi, a "Qinyuan Spring Snow" is all his wisdom, mind, bearing, experience of the concentrated embodiment, and later has extraordinary pen power He finally achieved the feat of peace and stability of the country and the world.

Shen Qi naturally couldn't know the history after the Qing Dynasty, so he picked up a book on the desk, flipped to "Two Children's Debate", and began to read word by word, hoping to recite it fluently before going to bed.

But at this moment, Li Guangdi, a prodigy who had a good relationship with him, suddenly rushed in, opened his mouth and shouted:

"Shen Qi, no, your mother was beaten to death by the county's son!"

Li Guangdi's words directly made Shen Qi stunned.

The son of the Anxi County Commander is named Zhang Yuan, in his twenties, and he is an idle gentleman, and he has not been able to practice pen skills so far. A few days ago, because he fell in love with Shen Qi's little daughter-in-law Zou Manshan, who was about to pass through the door, he often came to make things difficult with their family.

Shen Qi was stunned for a moment, and Li Guangdi thought that he might not understand what was going on, so he shook him up vigorously and explained:

"That Zhang Yuan heard that you were going to marry Zou Manshan tomorrow, and today he broke into her house with a dog slave and forcibly took her away, your mother learned the news and intercepted them on the road, but was beaten to death by the arrogant Zhang Yuan!"

Shen Qi's father, Shen Ho, arrived later, and at this time he was holding the dead Shen Qin clan and crying bitterly by the ridge. Shen Qi ran out desperately after knowing it, and he soon saw Shen Ho holding his mother and crying on the ridge at the head of the village, and the villagers next to him watched here, pointing and pointing, but no one dared to stand up for their family.

"Mother!"

Although Shen Qi was often beaten and scolded by Shen Qin's family on weekdays, he couldn't help but burst into tears when he looked at his mother's kiss who fell into his father's arms.

Shen Qi, who ran over, knelt on the ground with a thud, grabbed Shen Qin's cold arm and lowered his head and sobbed, in the crowd of onlookers, many women couldn't help but hide their faces and cry bitterly when they saw this tragic situation, and the scene was a little chaotic.

And among them, there is an old gentleman in his fifties, he is Shen Qi's teacher in the private school, named Song Kuangfu, known as Mr. Song, and his pen skills are only one paragraph, which can be regarded as mediocre qualifications. In his impression, Shen Qi is an extremely ordinary child, although he is not naughty, but he is by no means a material to be made.

Unexpectedly, Shen Qi suffered this catastrophe at a young age, Song Kuangfu shook his head and sighed and walked to Shen Hao's side to comfort:

"Shen hoe, don't cry, everything is over, hurry up and take Shen Qin's family home to prepare for the future." ”

Shen Qi heard Song Kuangfu's voice, raised his wet red eyes and said:

"Sir, my mother can't die in vain, can you do justice for her?"

It was the first time for Shen Qi to take the initiative so boldly, Song Kuangfu touched a small tuft of beard on his chin and replied:

"In the affairs of the world, it is useless to pray to God and worship Buddha, what justice can I do as a teacher, but if Li Guangdi gets ahead in the future, you can ask him to avenge your grievances. ”

When it comes to Li Guangdi, Song Kuangfu is quite pleased, because this prodigy once went to school in his private school, and he can call himself a teacher. With Li Guangdi's current strength in writing, he will be able to at least make a county order in the future, mix better, and become a Beijing official and participate in important events in the imperial court.

At this time, Li Guangdi was still staying in Shen Qi's room, he stared at the three words "Zou Manshan" written by Shen Qi on the white paper, and there was a trace of surprise in his eyes. He secretly said in his heart: Shen Qi's handwriting seems to be as delicate as a girl, but in fact, there is a sharp edge restrained between the strokes, could it be that he is a person who is beautiful?

Lee Kwang-di was so conjectural, but he was not sure.

As a powerless and powerless farmer, Shen Ho was tired of crying, so he could only return home with Shen Qin's family, ready to deal with the funeral, and it happened that there was a coffin prepared for himself at home, but he didn't expect that he didn't use it.

Shen Qi followed his father back, looked at his mother lying on the bed, and thought of Zou Manshan who was snatched away, this is the shame of robbing marriage, the pain of losing his mother, but he can't do anything about it.

He suddenly resented his cowardice.

It was June, at the juncture when the Shen family was in a hurry to bury Shen Qin's family, in the county magistrate's mansion in the county seat, Zhang Yuan locked the snatched Zou Manshan in a small room, staring at the fourteen-year-old lady with a fair face and said:

"You don't obey me, probably because of Shen Qi's poor boy, now I will send someone over to kill him, to see if you are willing to stay alive and widowed, or marry me as a concubine!"

After speaking, Zhang Yuan whispered to the minions around him, and they left together.

When Zou Manshan heard that Zhang Yuan was going to poison Shen Qi, she became nervous, but even if she bit her tongue and committed suicide, she would never marry a bastard like Zhang Yuan.

"Don't threaten me, if something happens to Brother Qi, I won't live alone!"

Zou Manshan hid in a corner of the room, her hair was scattered, and the lady's red makeup she tried on was torn by Zhang Yuan, who wanted to insult her.

When Zhang Yuan heard her words, his squinting face became more interested, and he rubbed his chin and said obscenely:

"Yo, I'm still a fierce girl, Young Master Ben likes it, you can die if you want to, Young Master Ben is also interested in rape and corpses, haha......"

Being so angry that Zhang Yuan said such shameless words, Zou Manshan wiped her nose, tears fell from her eyes, and she couldn't help but be sad when she thought that Shen Qin was beaten to death by Zhang Yuan, a bully, for herself.

After Zou Manshan hid in the corner and stopped paying attention to Zhang Yuan, a slightly majestic aura appeared at the door of the room, this person was in his forties, looking at Zou Manshan, who was snatched back by Zhang Yuan, frowned and said:

"Yuan'er, this is the last time my father tolerates your nonsense, if you don't practice your pen skills hard, your father will let you fend for yourself!"

It was Zhang Yaowen, the commander of Anxi County, who spoke, and practiced the second paragraph of pen power. In his early years, when he first entered the officialdom, he was still a little upright, but then he saw a lot of powerless things, so he was slowly assimilated, and now he has fallen into the red dust and mud and can't get up.

"Dad, you are the lord of Anxi County, I'm playing a girl, why are you making a fuss. ”

Zhang Yuan turned around and put on a smiling face, but Zhang Yaowen suddenly felt uneasy, he looked solemnly at the slowly cloudy sky, and said uneasily in his heart: I always feel that something bad will happen.

A person like Zhang Yaowen who has practiced pen power can have a premonition about the things around him, because pen power is derived from the way of heaven, and now the whole world is shrouded in pen power, he will naturally be more sensitive than ordinary people.

"You come with me. ”

Since Zhang Yaowen became the county magistrate, this was the first time he had such a strong uneasiness, and he hurriedly led Zhang Yuan to a dark house in the back, wanting to see what was going on.

Zhang Yuan locked Zou Manshan in the house before leaving, and then followed Zhang Yaowen to the room. Every time he came here, Zhang Yuan felt nervous, as if something was staring at him in the shadows.

Zhang Yaowen walked to an incense table, on which there was a tribute incense burner, and a half-foot-high, hideous multicolored clay statue was placed on a clay lotus platform, through the face of the small clay statue, a black shadow like a baby was faintly seen suspended in it. This is a little ghost raised by Zhang Yaowen, who is used to seek good fortune for himself and avoid evil.

In the Qing Dynasty, wealthy merchants, civil and military officials, in addition to competing to practice pen power, also preferred to provide for ghosts, which was an auxiliary method for them to compete with each other for pen power.

Zhang Yaowen very cautiously picked up a bowl of fresh chicken blood sent by his subordinates, put it in front of the little ghost clay statue and said:

"Offer a bowl of blood, and hope that the Lord will point out the good luck and evil in the near future. ”

Hearing Zhang Yaowen's words, Zhang Yuan's face turned pale, and he suddenly saw that the blood in the bowl had inexplicably subsided, and there were faint traces of blood flowing from the mouth of the little ghost clay statue.

Suddenly, the little ghost seemed to come to life, and a series of eerie boyish laughter came out of his bloody mouth:

"Giggles, Death, Death, Death......"

Hearing the word "death" coming out of the little ghost's mouth again and again, Zhang Yaowen was so frightened that his body was paralyzed, and he almost fainted with one hand on the incense case. In his memory, this was the first time he had learned such a bad omen from the mouth of a little ghost, and it used to be a bad word like breaking money and getting sick.

Although he was predicted that he would die in the near future, Zhang Yaowen quickly calmed down, he thought about it for a while, and remembered that there was no cause and effect involved recently, only Zhang Yuanlao was pestering Zou Manshan.

He immediately understood, and ordered Zhang Yuan, who was pale in the back:

"Go and kill that Zou Manshan's husband, otherwise there will be a great disaster!"

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