Master Zhuang knew a few days earlier that he had returned home in fine clothes, and he had already sorted out the cemetery here, and even the hut had been renovated a lot, and people could live in it. It's just that this is an empty mountain and wild forest after all, guarding the cemetery, and just now there is a strange thing that appears on the paper.
Cui Xie said firmly: "Zibuyu is strange and confused. I have studied for many years, and I am an official of the court. I have my own righteousness to protect myself. What kind of monster dares to attack me? If this is just stains on the stone, I will be busy. If my ancestors gave me warning signs, I wouldn't listen, but don't miss a family?"
He dragged the hands of a few children and instructed: "Today, I asked you to spend the night outside alone. You must not make a fool of yourself when I am not there, or I will be punished when I go back."
The two Zhang Guojiu didn't know how far he could punish people, they thought that copying the paper a dozen times was the limit, but Cui Heng, who had actually been punished, shuddered and told the two nephews behind Cui Xie's back: " Don't mess with him. My eldest brother is ruthless, he can lock people in the house day and night to endorse, and he won't let him out of the door if he can't memorize it!"
Zhang Heling recalled for a moment, shook his head and said, "It's nothing, my father sometimes locks us up."
Cui Heng lowered his voice and said in a more intimidating tone: "He still beats people! Take, take a rope and slap people's buttocks!"
Zhang and Mr. Zhang were stunned for a moment, looked at each other, and sighed: "Mr. Cui is so good-natured, and he even uses a rope to beat him, and our father always uses a board... Mr. Bamboo board also hurts the palm of your hand. of."
It turns out that Mr. Cui has such a good temper and is not too ruthless to beat people, so why did they always think that he was scary before
The minds of the two bear children became active again, and they felt less afraid of Mr.
Living in Zhuangzi, because Cui Xie was not there, no one had enough status to control the four young masters. Cui He himself was still able to control his homework; Cui Heng also told his eldest brother to clean up and be honest, barely able to perfunctory one; the Zhang brothers let go of their courage, thought of an excuse for being frightened during the day, and decided not to write a travel journal today.
Not only did they not do their homework, but they also chased chickens and dogs on the farm, ran around on the ground under trees and ditches. It was not until dinner was brought, and the Cui brothers greeted them to eat, that the two of them felt hungry that day, and went back to their room to pick up two bowls of rice.
The villagers did not enter the house to eat, so they set up a table in the courtyard, ate some coarse rice and dried vegetables in the light of the sky, and chatted loudly about the strange things during the day while eating.
Zhuang Hu, who was staring at the two Zhang Guoji, first talked about the matter: "San Lang and I can see clearly, the three words on the stone, don't get married, isn't that the ancestor of the Cui family forbid our son to get married?"
An older Zhuanghu said: "Nonsense! How can there be an ancestor who doesn't want his grandson to marry a wife! The eldest son is the eldest grandson of Zhenggener Zhengye'er. If he doesn't get married, our Cui family will die! Does anyone agree to give up their own cigarettes? of?"
Others said enviously and disdainfully, "That's definitely not the manifestation of the ancestors, it must be some goblin in the mountains who sees our son as young and strong, but he has no wife, and uses a nightmare to trick him into not marrying a wife, so that he can hook up with him. !"
The person listening next to him scolded: "What a shameless goblin! Our son is the reincarnation of Wenquxing. We must marry a lady from a pavilion and a scholar. Even just a wild goblin, she dares to dream of being the first lady!"
Although the two uncles were young, they were both born with good hearts. Listening to this lustful goblin gossip, the fans didn't even bother to eat, and looked out the window to watch the farmers talking outside. The Cui brothers didn't have much self-control to fight against feudal superstition. In addition, the little friends listened to it, and they were puzzled if they didn't listen. They went to the window with their rice bowls.
The group of village households scolded the goblin who seduced the son, and began to worry that if he lived alone in the mountains in the middle of the night, the goblin would run to seduce him
Those demon fox mountain ghosts are beautiful, and they will hook up with people. What if a young man like Cui Xie can't keep it
"That's right! What can we do if we can't keep it! We as disciples can't watch Mr. Goblin kill us!"
The eldest son Zhang screamed with his voice that had just begun to change, his eyes lit up with excitement, whether he was worried or looking forward to Cui Xie being fascinated by the goblin, he patted the window and said, "The mountains are so dangerous, why should we The gentleman left it alone and came back alone!"
Gotta see him... what that banshee looks like! What if it is a beautiful goddess fairy ghost like in "Lianfanglu"
Although Uncle Zhang Guo was startled when he saw the words on the white paper, he didn't feel scared anymore after calling the group of people to be teased by "female fairies". Rescue Mr.
Cui He is still writing today's travel notes, and he doesn't want to fight against his eldest brother, but Cui Heng has some activities in his heart - since this brother came back from Qian'an, he has become a famous scholar and a moral man. Like a eldest daughter, he wanted to fight back without saying anything. If this time I can grasp the handle of my brother's affair with the banshee...
He laughed a few times, enjoying himself in his heart, but when the Zhang brothers asked him if he wanted to go, he still didn't dare, for fear that Cui Xie would call someone to arrest the traitor, and he would be so embarrassed that he would be locked up for three and a half months.
Zhang Heling looked around, but the two uncles of the Cui family were too embarrassed to follow him up the mountain. The villagers did not dare to go to the cemetery in the mountain in the middle of the night. Their brothers put on the prestige of their uncle, and used the name of the prince and the prince's concubine to overwhelm others, which forced the farmers to agree to go to the mountain with them early tomorrow morning.
The two brothers were tossing and turning all night, unable to sleep soundly. The cock crowing three times in the morning, so they hurriedly got up and called someone. At this time, there was not even a shimmer of dawn in the sky, the sky was full of stars, and it was still the same as in the middle of the night, but the two of them quarreled more than chickens, calling all the men in the village to go up the mountain with them to catch demons.
The dark blue that had been tossed to the horizon turned into pale blue, and the Zhang brothers finally took a group of farmers to the bottom of the mountain in a carriage, and then asked someone to lead the horses and carry them inside. The accompanying people held torches to follow the road, and held several fierce hounds in their hands to prevent the fox spirits from changing and escaping.
The two national uncles on the horse were extremely serious, and when they walked to the place near the tomb circle in the mountains, they waved their hands and ordered them to blow out the torches.
If the vixen ran away in shock, wouldn't they just come back for nothing
Uncle Zhang Guo is still learning and selling now. He took out the military discipline he had learned with Cui Xie before he came to Qian'an, and asked the villagers to give titles, wrap their horses with hooves, and walk up quietly. The two bear children sting and sting people, and they were all in a panic when they were all right. When they got outside the small wooden house, everyone held their breath and stared at a blank piece of white paper with faint candlelight beside the house. window.
Uncle Zhang Daguo assumed the posture of an envoy of Jinyiwei Township, waved his right hand in the air, ordered everyone to stop, he pressed the saddle neatly and rolled in the air... He fell into the arms of a Zhuang Han with a cry.
His younger brother called out "Brother" and suddenly realized what they were doing. He covered his mouth in a hurry and looked down to see how badly his brother fell.
A window of the hut was suddenly pushed open from the inside, and candlelight shone from the deep room. The light and shadow in the depth of the hut swayed, and there seemed to be an old man with a very white complexion and a black turban swaying with the light and shadow. Those Zhuang Han were so frightened that they broke into a cold sweat and didn't dare to look any further.
Cui Xie was hiding behind the window, because he had just been disturbed by this group of people, and he had not yet dressed or showed his face. But I didn't want these people to have not seen him, but first saw the portrait of his ancestors that he painted last night, and regarded it as a manifestation of his ancestors...
Such a misunderstanding full of feudal superstition, it would be a waste not to use it.
Cui Xie gave up the plan of holding the painting and telling the monk that he saw his ancestors in a dream, crept back to the bed, took off the painting and stuffed it into his arms.
With so many people testifying, he didn't need a portrait to prove that he had dreamed about his ancestors. These witnesses are far more powerful than a painting. Even if you have read the "Goose Fantasy Compilation" and guessed that there is an article on his paper, you will not be able to guess that the old man his family saw is a portrait. The miracles of the two ancestors' manifestations were stacked together, and they proved to each other that the ancestors of the Cui family were really unwilling to marry him.
Cui Xie smiled secretly, put on his clothes, and pretended that he had just woken up.
Zhuang Hu was shocked and turned his head slowly. He glanced at the room carefully before replying stiffly: "The eldest son is awake? The Master and Gao Gong will not be able to come until dawn. Come and serve the young master to get up..."
They murmured for a while, but they didn't dare to ask if Cui Xie had hit a ghost in the middle of the night. Or Zhang Heling didn't give up and asked, "Sir, did you sleep alone last night? No one was with you?"
Cui Xie said with a smile: "In the wild mountains, where can I find a disciple to sleep under my feet to serve? You guys got up too early, are you thinking about coming to the mountains in the morning to play tricks? Be careful that you don't sleep well, and it's not easy to grow taller."
That means there is no fox spirit
When the two Zhang Guojiu heard someone call someone in the room, they thought that the fox spirit turned into an old man to scare them. At this time, they were a little regretful when they heard Cui Xie say that no one had come. Those villagers didn't seem to have only goblins and ghosts in their minds, but worried that they might collide with the ancestors of the Cui family, and cautiously asked Cui Xie if he had a dream last night.
Cui Xie's face darkened slightly, and he frowned and said, "It's a dream... It's useless to talk to you, let's talk about it when the mage comes."
Sure enough, the ancestor of the Cui family, Weng, came to see the great-grandson!
All Zhuang Han sighed and didn't dare to say anything in front of him, but in private they filed lawsuits with eyebrows and whispered some new stories they made up... Waiting for the master of Zhuang to invite the eminent monk Dade of the nearby Longyan Temple Up the mountain, Cui Xie's ancestors dreamed in the middle of the night, and the story of not allowing him to get married reached their ears as quickly as the wind blew.
Although those monks had just climbed the mountain, they filled their ears with the events of yesterday and this morning. When Cui Xie came to ask them for advice with incense and money, the leading monk put his palms together and chanted the Buddha’s name, solemnly saying: "The donor was born in an official family, so he was famous in the world, and he was deeply blessed. It can be said that everything went smoothly. But because other places are too smooth, I am afraid that the word 'marriage' will be a bit bumpy."
Cui Xie agreed with his face, and sighed with his palm: "Master is so right! I used to be obsessed with my career, and my two elders were sick, my father was an official outside, and I didn't have a mother to preside over, so I never wanted to get married. Now I am asking for it. My ancestors blessed me to have a wise woman who can preside over the steaming and tasting as a wife, but for some reason, my ancestors seem to have the intention of not wanting me to marry..."
He hesitated to look left and right, then the Master ordered the accompanying monks to leave, and then he stepped forward and asked, "Yesterday, when I was scanning the tomb, I saw that there were stains like words on Qingshi, and it seemed that the words 'Don't get married' were written. I was afraid for some reason, so I stayed in the mountains in the middle of the night, wanting to listen to the teachings of my ancestors. But only the blessing of two generations of jinshi, but because of me…”
He frowned and thought for a while, then said half-truth, "I don't really hear that part, or I can't remember it. In short, he said that for some reason, I got an unexpected blessing and became the champion. But As the master said, because I am too smooth in other places, and my life is not perfect, he wants me not to marry, or even have the intention of taking a concubine and having children. tell me to take..."
The master nodded slightly and sighed: "This is because the ancestors of the Cui family have not accumulated enough blessings, so it is not advisable to ask for it. The donor is fortunate to be the champion in the middle, and he is an official in the dynasty. Temples, building bridges and paving roads, giving away porridge to help the poor... Accumulating the blessings of this life can also make up for the regrets of the ancestors. When the fortunes are accumulated, the Bodhisattva will naturally give you a good child."
Cui Xielian claimed that he was grateful, and asked them to make a thirty-six-day dojo for the ancestors of the Cui family.
In the afternoon, another family brought a Taoist priest from Qiyun Palace, and Cui Xie said the same thing again. Unlike the monk who only persuaded him to build bridges and make up roads, the Taoist priest first tried to communicate yin and yang, saying that his great ancestor had done good deeds in the countryside all his life, and that he had obtained the merit and good fortune of being the champion, and that he was reincarnated in a good family.
Because of his good morals and bodyguards, he can only show his true form before reincarnation to warn him about these things between gods and spirits.
Cui Xie listened respectfully and asked, "So I can only be unmarried like the emperor said? Does the Taoist priest know any way to resolve it?"
The Taoist priest quietly swept over the silver held by his family behind him, pinched his fingers, and sighed: "This is determined by fate, how can manpower do it? Forget it, I can't watch Master Zhuang Yuan be detained by the front. After getting married, you have to give up your behavior for decades to break it!"
Cui Xie hurriedly asked someone to serve a tray, maybe he promised to send someone to send money to the palace when he returned to Qian'an's house.
The monks on both sides received the money and gave him the crack, and they were all very professional. In front of the ancestral tomb of the Cui family, while blowing, beating, and reciting the Golden Scriptures, while dishevelling his hair and chanting starlights, it was lively and lively, attracting many villagers to specially come to watch, and quickly enlightened the ancestors of Cui Zhuangyuan's exhibition tomb, and the news of not being married spread all over the place. .
Cui Xie also wrote a letter to his father with tears in his eyes, telling him that he was advised by his ancestors and should not get married, otherwise he would take up the luck of the Cui family and hinder the future of his father and brother.
His letter was sent a month later than the old one from Wange, but because the letter from Wan'an could go to the express delivery shop, the letter from the Cui family could only be sent by boat from Sichuan to Yunnan. It's mid-to-late June when I have it.