Empty fantasy - The ninth chapter: Interview with the old man, Shui Liuyun San

The poem says:

the pitiful fragrance is hard to dispel, and the autumn wind and jade trees wither away; the cloud flowing in the Buddhist temple is silent, and the smoke in the empty garden is locked in the night.

Don’t go to the end of the world.

Huachun went ashore and approached the gate of the nunnery. When I looked up, I saw that the word “Xianglian nunnery” had been changed to “Biwu Buddhist temple”. I was very strange. When I entered the temple, I saw two old monks sitting on the Pu Tuan gossiping. I didn’t feel shocked. Then he went in with Shangjian Huachun and got up to meet him. Huachun asked anxiously, “this is a nunnery. Why has the monastery been changed?” The monk replied, “the poor monks were invited to hold this nunnery by the order of the venerable Lord of the county, but they didn’t know the reason for the change.”

Huachun at this time is a few as Jiao Qi, a sudden thunderbolt on a clear day, startled, speechless. No way to leave the monk, he went out of the nunnery to search for a villager and asked him about his roots. After wandering for a long time, he saw an old man coming with a stick. Huachun went up to him and asked him carefully. The old man replied, “the day before yesterday, countless county officials from the county crowded into the nunnery, shouting nonsense and arresting Wu shini. Knowing that WuFan had already known that the wind had fled and there was no place to look for it, he expelled the nuns from the nunnery and was not allowed to live in any more places. The nun monk then went to another place and several monks were here to pray. “Huachun heard this, and then he arched to leave the man and thought,” if Wu fan fails to see, where will Dou man two beauties take measures to fulfill the Old Testament? ” I got off the boat unintentionally, thinking: “if you escape from the nunnery, you will hide in the secluded cottage in the outskirts of the village. I understand there is no other place to hide.” As I was searching for a few townships, I heard that there were nunneries all the way to visit them.

One day, when he visited a nunnery, a villager asked for the fairy to dance. Huachun knelt down at the place where he had finished the dance. He said in silence: “disciple Huachun and the nun monk in Chai Xianglian nunnery in Banqiao had a secret feeling. He had learned that he was hiding, but he realized that he was far away or near, or from the east or the West. He prayed to the immortal to make Huachun meet and realize everything There is no limit to my success. ” After that, he waved the machine and saw a few lines of writing on the sand plate. Huachun tunnel: why do you need to ask in the near future? You don’t need to dish things out; you should go to Xianglian to identify the reporters of Anming prison.

After reading this poem, Hua Chun thought to himself: “the poem is obvious, but there is no deep difficulty. But the sentence does not say that I will recognize Xianglian again. Is it true that Wu fan has not been far away and is still hidden in Xianglian nunnery by monks? However, if you want to avoid disaster first and recruit monks later, will you not only run away from the nunnery, but also return to the nunnery to be hidden by monks? It must be that there is also a Xianglian nunnery elsewhere. Therefore, the second sentence says that I remember the name of the nunnery. If I encounter the name of the nunnery a few times, I can go in and find it. ” So he paid close attention all the way: “where is Xianglian temple?” However, after more than ten days’ visit, apart from banqiaoque, there is no other nunnery of Xianglian, and there is no place to find it. So he has to put aside his worries and visit Shuiyuan again in the future. He has nothing to say on the way.

On that day, it was already afternoon when the boat arrived in the city. When she anchored the boat, she wanted to go ashore and came to the water garden. She stopped and said, “no! If I’m going to meet a beautiful woman, I’m not afraid of her, but I’m going to have a lot of trouble. It’s better for me to sneak in at night and go to xiangboudoir and ER Mei for a while, and then I can act by chance. ” It was decided that we would only eat overnight at night and then go ashore.

After a short time, a bright moon had already risen to the East. Because of this, Shanger, a cool person in the street, is noisy in the summer. He only hears Wu Ge’s gossip everywhere.

About Li Yu had already arrived at the water garden, and the door was closed tightly. So he jumped into the garden and saw a bright moon shining in the sky, just like the night of listening to the piano for an appointment last year. If you look up carefully, the landscape in the garden is not comparable to that in the past. However, there are few mists in the pine Pavilion of Zhuwu, the wine Pavilion of Qintai, the wind and dew are falling, the cobwebs are full of each other, and there are endless frogs in the dark room, the noise is loud, and the wild pool is in disorder Tender bamboo still exist, a few trees long pine green, such as the old path moss, full of collapsed terraces, a courtyard of flowers, who is the guest of pity. At the end of the fifth watch, I heard the birds startling the trees and said, “I came here in the early winter of last year. I saw the towering pavilions in the garden, surrounded by pavilions as if entering the Fairy Island of yaochi. I doubt that there is no such magnificent garden in the world. But before a year, suddenly there are so many weeds and weeds. I think there must be some changes in this, and the two beauties will not be damaged.”

went all the way to the inner garden and walked to the two beautiful buildings of Shui Yun, and saw that the doors and windows were closed and silent. They could not help but feel old. They could not help feeling old. They were sad to get away from the Chinese people. There was no way to go back and forth step by step. Under the moon, there were two beautiful trees under the moon tree. They were laughing and chatting at the same time. When they saw the flowers, they could not help but suspect that they were glad to meet each other. They knew that two people were different. Xin, then pleased to see each other, said: “I was forced by brother Shiquan that day, and there was no place to escape. I jumped into the pool. Unexpectedly, there was a fairy to help me survive. I don’t know why Erqing could get rid of his poison. Today, I still have to have a meeting with Xiaosheng. I’m very happy.”

The two beauties all waved their tears and said, “I have pain and heartache, but I am afraid that I will frighten you, so I don’t dare to tell each other.”

Flower spring way: “Qing has what speech may as well say clearly.”

Suxin sobbed: “that day, when Lang Jun went downstairs, the water thief couldn’t find him, so he yelled loudly and went upstairs with a three foot green front in his hand to behead my concubine. The young lady urged him to stab her to death. She pitied me and miss for a moment. She lost her life in a moment. She didn’t feel pity for her compatriots. She also tolerated her cruelty and destroyed her good nature. Therefore, there was a report of killing by the whole family. If you can hate, you will not bury your concubine after death, but you will bury your concubine and your young lady under the plane tree. If you read the dead bones of last year, bury your dead body and watch your ear.

When Huachun heard his words, he knew that Ermei had been harmed. He was a ghost. However, he was not afraid of it. He only lamented and hated him. He said: “you are materialized, but you have only the spirit, but you have no form. However, the spirit of a country’s soul can be formed into the shape of blood and Qi if it is sincere under heaven. Therefore, in ancient times, the dead bones of barren hills are also sentimental. The soul of fragrance is not without desire. It is inevitable that the soul can be transformed into wind and water. Is there any meaning of Erqing? ”

Qinglian Suxin said: “if you have an empty enemy, you should be sad. In this world, you want to pay off your sin and wait for the next life. Yin and yang are separated, and the soul is difficult to communicate with each other The words disappeared.

Hua Chun sighed: “the two beauties are still as old as before, but the spirit of fragrance is so dim that it can’t be romantic. How can we hate it?”.

I remember that last year, when the master Ziyun sent me out of the garden, he said that he would give the two beauties a helping hand, so that he would not die. I could pray how he could have changed like this. He knew that his life was over and could not be saved. He said this to comfort his heart. It was called a meeting in the future. It was a meeting in the night. It would be sad to see him. ”

When he reached the gate of the garden, he still walked out of the boat and walked back into the boat. He was worried and couldn’t sleep. He thought, “Shiquan’s strength is strong, his behavior is reversed, so that the whole family is killed. Therefore, this is the situation in the garden. From the vicissitudes of time, the theory is solid, but there is no difference. I only hate two beauties to kill me. I recall the past, and my heart is broken. ”

It’s the night in a trance. Soon, the city dwellers crow and the window looks dawn. The boatman gets up to cook and takes a boat trip after the morning meal. When passing by the countryside, he feels that the smoke from the well leaves the house and the family is full of troubles. After a day’s journey, the sky was getting late, but the trees were thick, the setting sun covered the ancient road, the green seedlings and leaves were running, the water was ringing in the stream field, the bamboo basket was about to return, the woodcutter lotus was coming back, the fish net was hanging high and defending the side, the sun was shaking the net shadow, the shepherd flute was blowing idly to drive the calf back, the wind sent the flute sound of Zen, and the residual sound of Yang drag was broken and continued, and the frogs and the pond grass began to sing.

Huachun is in the cabin window and looks at the scenery. When he is watching, he sees a thatched cottage on the bank with a plaque hanging on it. Due to the long time, all the paint on the outside has been removed. There is only a lotus word in the middle, which can still be seen in the blurred handwriting. Huachun thinks: “there is a lotus word on the top, and it is not known whether it is Xianglian temple. Xianji cloud: far pray why to ask, things do not have to plate. Is it possible to realize that everyone is far away from here? ” So he ordered the boatman to stop the boat and tie the rope and go ashore for a visit.

Walking into the nunnery, you can see that the doors and windows on the hall collapsed and the Buddha statues were covered with dust. It is a deserted nunnery that has not been repaired for several years. An old nun who was over the age of Huajia came out of Shaoqing and asked, “is this the Xianglian nunnery?”

The nun monk replied, “this is the white lotus nunnery. Why do you ask?”

Hua Chun said, “because there is a lotus word on the forehead of the platform, I can’t understand it. So I asked, how many masters are there in his nunnery?”

The nun monk replied, “there were four or five people in the nunnery, but because of the collapse of the nun, there was no way to raise money. They were separated, leaving only the poor nun and a little disciple living here. But a few days ago, there was a nun who had taken refuge from afar, and now there are three After that, he carried a plaque in the hall: “I beg you to show mercy and help me.”

Hua Chun listened to the four words of “refuge from afar”, but was not surprised and asked in a hurry: “where is the master from afar now?”

Ni monk said: “because of the tiredness of the journey, you have been ill in bed.”

Huachun hears the words: “this man is the master of enlightenment in Xianglian nunnery.”

Nun monk said, “what did you say?”

Hua Chun said, “because I once asked Wu fan to do a secret affair, I don’t know that she has returned to the nunnery this year, but she has disappeared. She has heard that she has escaped from disaster. Is she here?”

The nun monk hesitated and said, “I don’t know the details. I’ll tell you when I ask her. But I don’t know that the prime minister’s family name and high name are respected. If the prime minister’s name and surname are linked together, if they are this person, they will be able to meet each other. That is to say, there will be sorrow, and I can also wait to be sued. ”

Huachun then took his surname, and the old nun came out and said, “as soon as she heard that Xianggong was here, she got up and asked him to come in and dissect her heart.”

Huachun hears that joy is like falling from the sky, saying: “if you can see everything, then you can get two beautiful news.” So he went into the room with the old nun. Seeing that WuFan was ill and thin and had an unbearable attitude, they met each other and could not help but exchange tears. Hua Chun asked in a hurry: “I don’t know why WuFan teacher is doing this?”

Wu Fan said: “speaking of this matter, the sin of my husband.” Hua Chun asks her why. Wu fan then takes out a letter under her pillow and delivers it to Huachun. Hua Chun takes a look at it carefully. It says: the matter of the nunnery of last year’s nunnery, unexpectedly, was informed by the maid of Lvzhu. Because she was blamed, she secretly stole the painting presented by Hualang and leaked the mechanism to the old lady. Master Cheng will order Xuanzhong to kill to the nunnery, take WuFan teacher to question, see the word should quickly avoid disaster out of the nunnery, in case of late Luo Huo. Because there is no face to regenerate, the sword wants to cut its neck and commit suicide. If I meet Hualang in the future, I beg to tell you that Dou Ruixiang is dead. It’s hard to practice the former alliance. I don’t think about it anymore. It’s urgent.

Hua Chun regretted that she did not guard against her servant girl’s eavesdropping that night. Therefore, her language was not confidential, which led to today’s incident, which not only caused the death of Miss Dou, but also tired of realizing that it was the sin of a little life to escape far away

Wu Fan said: “Xianggong, don’t be too sad. There’s a Book of music here.” Then he took it out from under the pillow and paid it to Huachun. Huachun exhibition shows that it is man’s Chi’s pitiful words, which narrate the love of love, and say that he has no choice but to reinterpret joyous feelings. Later, he imitates the beauty song to express the resentment of the Emperor:

one of them:

never purple and red, sad into the eyes of people who are separated;

when he wants to go to the green building, his heart turns timid, and the green willows resent the spring breeze.

Secondly:

spring girl annoyed to hear the late bell, Kuang Fu, sad and hate heavy; recalling last year’s farewell words, peach blossom fall to meet again.

Thirdly:

the moon moves the flower shadow on the screen window, sits tired and deepens the night jar;

after embroidering thirty-six mandarin ducks, he admires his pair.

Fourth:

after parting from the monarch, I would love each other every day; I would return to my intestines at twelve o’clock when I turned nine; I could not keep the spring light in the quiet courtyard, and the Yingsheng would break the branches of the green poplar.

Fifthly:

the sun scenery is sparse, the curtain covers the green leaf, and the new swallows fly around the beam; only worry about picking wisps this year, and the spring club has come again.

Six of them:

at the beginning of March, xiangboudoir was in disorder with her servant’s body lazy and combing;

when she came back, she could count her fingers and her voice was sparse.

Seventh:

there has never been a tearful agreement, and your heart is more than my concubine’s; because it’s hard to throw away the crazy ambition, Hualang in the dream is used to it.

Eight of them:

apricot blossom is ten miles, the evening smoke is low, and the silver man carves a saddle over the LiuDi River;

I think it is the number one scholar GUI Ma Ji, and the whip goes to the west of Zhejiang Province.

Nine of them:

lazy heart embroidered small bow shoes, slanting pillow silver bed with jade hairpin; sleep long day without a thing, leaning against the building looking at the horizon all day.

Ten of them:

when you are free, you often open the picture, play with the shape and spirit, and guess secretly;

Wan’er looks forward to Lang’s coming day by day.

Its 11:

who is easy to spend sweet spring, hate to speechless hate is true;

melancholy most pities me today, romantic memories of last year.

Its twelve:

the golden dragon often adds clouds in the furnace, and stays in the evening for three spring days and three spring days; and

you are willing to bear my concubine by sewing on your back, and I can forget to ask you not to think about you.

Its 13:

most afraid of dusk, Qizhang Shenghan also lazy warm; @ @

pulse private love who and words, a cry of blood and tears swallow.

The fourteenth:

if you are bored and play chess, you will always worry more about mo’an.

Its 15:

embroider pavilion body leisure heart, worry to speechless, tears hidden;

make-up stage frequency against the water chestnut, thin as spring to look in the mirror.

Its 16:

the gathering and scattering of human beings are pleasant from the sky, and it is difficult to fill the stone edge of Sansheng stone; @ @

since then, the silk has been exhausted in spring, which is worthy of reunion in autumn night.

Its seventeen:

the sorrow of not building the Phoenix flute, looking forward to a long way to return now;

my mother did not know the lamp to swear, riding the dragon has set the blue bridge.

His eighteen points are as follows:

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when he complains, he laughs at himself, and his poems have no intention of elaborating them; Shi Huan gets a new topic and throws it away several times.

Its 19:

the Ginkgo biloba is broken and the peach is green, and the water on the passenger road of the spring river is surging;

after deep weaving, why do you want to send the wild goose hair.

His 20:

never really hate how, since ancient times, more beautiful and poor life;

after death, Fang Hun is still in love with her, and she forbade to tie silk before she dies.

Its 21:

thinking back on the past is boundless, quietly cover the window of six gauze;

wax is only gray red, tears are cold, can’t ask the flowers in the mirror again.

His twenty-two:

I can’t bear to read incense, and a wisp of soft silk ties the small intestine;

since I called my sister in the past, where do I call Lang Lang now.

Its 23:

the half hook crescent moon reflects the carving dream, who is going to get the jade Sheng on this night;

a song away from the Hong sound turns urgent, can’t bear to listen to the place of double hurt.

Its 24:

flowers full of the dream of waking up, nymphal butterflies flying around the screen;

my dream is just like a butterfly dream, meeting with you for a long time.

Its 25:

the number of embroidered lines is increasing, and Shu Brocade and Wu Ling are planted in the air; the Mandarin of Acacia has been formed for a long time, and the Old Testament cannot be relied on.

26:

if you can’t make a picture of yourself, you can’t make waves of poplar flowers.

if you borrow goldfish belt tonight, you will feel sad.

His twenty-seven:

when he was no longer looking for the human zither, where to find the cloud in the Wu Gorge;

he left a picture of a beautiful woman and untied the luoskirt with you at night.

Its 28:

the news is not available today, and I have no plan to go to the south of the Yangtze River alone.

Its 29:

a body of loess grass is slender, and it will come again in the next day. Don’t hate to add it; the rotten bones are cold, the heart is not cold, and the dream is still around the top of Chu mountain.

Its 30:

Luan’s paper is about to run out of words and murmurs, but it’s hard to stop her tears from dyeing her shirt when she holds her hand;

only nine of her recollections have been written, and I don’t want to send you another letter.

When the young lady was forced to abandon her marriage, she asked, “when would you like to die?”

Wu Fan said: “all at the end of spring and the beginning of summer.”

When Hua Chun heard this, she couldn’t help but exchange tears. She felt regret: “I didn’t leave Beijing early. I tried to achieve fame and fame, so that I missed the appointment. I couldn’t save the beauty. It’s all because of my death. I think that the two beauties of Shuiyuan were lost to the hands of the water thieves. However, after my Qianshan family’s poetry examination, they did not get married and tried to stay for a long time. Then miss Chi Jiao died before she was forced to marry Wang’s family name, and miss Dou’s case was not revealed. I can figure out how it has changed today. It’s hard to predict the changes of the accident. What’s the beauty of the former alliance? Don’t try to restrain me. It’s hard to appreciate the flower spring happiness In the poem, the more you can’t bear to recite the poem, the more you can’t bear to recite the poem, the more you can’t bear to recite it, the more you can’t bear to recite the poem.

When Wu fan sees Huachun wailing and wailing, his heart is broken, and he feels sad and sad. He has no choice but to soothe him and say: “although all things are delayed, the fate of life is set in heaven, which is beyond human power’s control. Or the second miss and the husband only have a few nights to prepare for, and no joy of old age is unknown. As for the two young ladies, they are both young and dying, and the reward of their young lives is especially irrelevant to human affairs. Why should my husband be so sad that she can’t be at ease under the spring? ”

Hua Chun felt that although he felt that he had little understanding of his feelings, he had the courage to hold back his worries. He wanted to stay in the nunnery because he thought and realized that the old days were good. Wu fan stopped saying, “no, this hut is not as heavy as the inner room of Xianglian nunnery, and the door can be closed. Although it is a village, it is no more secluded and undisturbed than Xianglian nunnery There are always villains who come here to seek trouble. I’m afraid it will be inconvenient for my husband. If I miss the net, I can’t live here. What will happen

Hua Chun said with a smile: “don’t worry about it. Today I am quite different from me in the past. Strength can be the enemy, and potential can suppress people. Even if thousands of villains come to look for me, there is no fear of me.”

WuFan heard that: “Xianggong wants to be promoted to Jinbang, so he dares to look down on the mediocre, but the common people in the countryside don’t know why Xianggong is like a human being. If you want to fight and punish him, you are afraid that the reason will hinder you. Do you think about this if you don’t know him?”

Flower spring way: “since Wu Fan Shi is so worried, I have to be frank with him.” He told Wu fan the whole story of how to learn the method of the puppet fairy and how to use the martial arts to occupy Ao. Then he took 20 silver ingots to WuFan and ordered her to take care of her body and talk about it as medicine and fruit. He also used two tablets of silver to prepare her vegetarian food. The nun monk heard that he was very brilliant and got silver ingots, so he stayed in the nunnery. What’s going on next time.