Chapter 11 Ten it is the essence and blood of the ancestors

The silly two whipping the Japanese warriors not only shocked Jinmen, but also gained a good reputation.The local gentry sent rich gifts and money posts, and the talented scholars sent banners, couplets, and two large lacquer and gold horizontal plaques written by Mei Zhenying.One is "Zhang Guowei", and the other is the word "magic whip", especially the "magic whip" is written with great momentum. The last flick of the word "whip" is really like the force of a fool's braid -- free and easy and bold.It's a pity that his hut was low and there was no place to hang it. The local Shanxi, Fujian and Guangdong guild halls summoned businessmen to collect money, recruited masons and bricklayers, and rebuilt the house for him.Because his whip suppressed the prestige of the foreigners, and also suppressed the unstoppable momentum of the tide of foreign goods.For several days in a row, the profits of stores selling domestic products have been seeing an increase.Therefore, no matter how silly Er shirks it, he can't shirk everyone's kindness.Immediately afterwards, more martial arts youths begged him to open a mountain to recruit disciples and teach him magical skills.The rules of his ancestors are there, and Feizi can't pass them on.But I don't know who is shouting outside, saying that he opened his doors wide and recruited more disciples.There are many people knocking on the door every day to ask for a teacher, and there are all kinds of people.Some have braids on the back of their heads that are not much longer than a mouse's tail, so they don't think too much of themselves, and they have to learn braiding skills.One day, a big fat man with a black face came, his braid was thicker than a mallet, almost touching the ground, and it was even longer than Sha Er's god braid.The more silly the second looked, the more wrong it became. He went up to grab it, and more than half of it fell off. It turned out to be a wig! The silly second didn't have time to mess around with these people, so he closed the door and pasted a yellow paper on the door, stating that he would not accept apprentices.But there are still people outside who claim to be his direct disciples.A big braid hangs on the wall facing the Yimeifeng pawn shop at the gate of Dayi.It is said that it was given by the "silly second master" back then.A piece of red paper was pasted underneath, with the words "Here is the magic whip, nothing is forbidden", which attracted many people to watch, telling the truth and telling lies, and discussing endlessly.Later, all the trading shops hung up their braids in a swarm, and no one discussed the authenticity any more.

There is so much noise in the market, the fool is a mortal, and mortals cannot avoid the vulgar, so they are inevitably complacent and dazed like riding a cloud. He wants to stand out and dress appropriately, so he chooses among the gifts sent by others. He had bought a decent set of gowns and was about to try them on when he heard the sound of the rafters being ruffled outside the door, and knew that this was Wang Laoliu who shaved his head and face.It was time for him to clean and tidy his braids, so he opened the door and called Wang Laoliu in. Wang Laoliu is from Baodi County and has outstanding skills.It is said that when he was learning art in his hometown, his master told him to hold the frost-covered old winter melon and shave it.Old wax gourds are full of bumps and holes, and it is only after practicing this skill that they are really good at it.Wang Laoliu lived in the Xitou area for more than 20 years, and he never heard anyone say that he had cut anyone's scalp, but he was a bit abnormal today, and he cut five cuts on Sha Er's head in a short while; Every time a cut was made, it was quickly blocked with soap foam to prevent blood from coming out, and the scalp hurt so badly.Sha Er raised his eyes and saw Wang Laoliu's hand holding the razor was shaking, so he asked:

"What happened to you?" This is a straight question.Wang Laoliu thought that the fool had seen the ghost in his heart, so he knelt on the ground, trembling all over, and trembling in his voice: "Please forgive me, silly second master!" Silly Er couldn't figure it out, but felt that there was something wrong in the matter, so he chased it deeper, and Wang Laoliu made a move. It turned out that Glass Flower and Yang Dianqi went to find him, saying that foreigners would spend one thousand silver to buy the braids on Silly Er's head.They first gave Wang Laoliu sixty taels, and after Wang Laoliu cut off his braids, they made up the reward silver.Wang Laoliu was greedy for money for a while and agreed to this matter, but when it came to the action, he became afraid again.When Wang Laoliu said this, he knocked his head loudly, and said with tears:

"Whether you beat me, scold me, or let me go, I will never shave my head in Tianjin Wei from now on. I have lived sixty years in vain, and I have never had a chance to get rich. Now ten taels of silver I bought it. Regardless of my age, I am not a human being when I am old!" Silly Er was quite surprised when he heard this. He kindly comforted the old man who was a money fan, and after sending him away, Jin Zixian from Xicheng came to visit.This Mr. Jin put up a list in the major Nanzhi bureaus to sell calligraphy and paintings. Naturally, he is good at calligraphy and painting, and he is famous for his paintings of "eight broken".These eight broken, that is, broken ancient bottles, ancient books bitten by insects, rotten ancient posts, rusty ancient Buddhas, blackened ancient paintings, broken ancient coins, worn-out ancient inkstones and torn ancient fans.He used to love Sha Er's fried tofu, but now he calls himself Sha Er's "old buddies" and often comes to visit.Every time you come, you will get a piece of writing, all of which are written on the most elegant red coral paper.

Sha Er told Jin Zixian what happened just now, and said: "I wondered, what's the use of them cutting off my braid? It won't grow another one for at least half a year?" Jin Zixian hurriedly said: "No, no, you can knock on wood quickly, you can't say that. This magic whip is not only the blood of your parents, but also a national treasure. How can foreigners get it?" He sighed, and said slowly , "Brothers, although you are said to be supernatural, if you want to talk about you... what I want to say next is a bit dazed..." "Why do you keep your words in your stomach!"

"You—mile! You are a stubborn person. You can't understand the world outside, and you can't understand yourself...you are a magic whip." Silly thought about it, nodded again and again and said: "Yes, yes, yes! That's what it is. What do you think, tell me." Jin Zixian's topic was unusual, and her expression became solemn, her brows wrinkled into dry jujubes, and there was a sense of concern for the country and the people: "Nowadays in this world, the spirit of the country is declining, and the spirit of the people is booming, but the arrogance of the foreigners is rising day by day. They plan to take our people's fat and anointing first, and then take our country and society. But we are ignorant and foolish people, and we don't know the treachery of foreigners. Advocating foreigners. It is said that those strange foreign goods on the market are all discarded goods of overseas foreigners, and foolish people actually regard them as treasures. It is strange! There are also pictures of foreigners, which have no shape, no charm, and no pen. Mo, there is no Liu, Li, Maxia, and no four kings, Wu Yun, who are completely pleasing people with kitsch, and the foolish people are also curious to buy it. Someone saw a statue in a shop in Zizhulin called "Why Die" ( Venus) is actually a naked woman! Isn’t this trying to destroy my people’s morals and hearts! Foreigners are just cats and dogs, how many good things can they have? If people don’t know their ancestors, they will lose their country Danger! Brothers, if you think about the braids on your head again, how can you be so superb? You have also said yourself that wherever you think of it, your braids will go there, and as much as you think about it, your braids will be as strong. How can mortals be like this? Ability? This is the spirit of the ancestors, calling you to inspire the country's prestige and the people's aspirations. The so-called "Heaven sent a great mission to the people"! Foreigners want to steal the magic whip, intending to steal the spirit of our people! You should regard it as a national treasure and cherish it even more. Brothers, I think you are too simple and honest, and you don’t care about profit or loss in everything, so you don’t care if you like it or not, just throw out your words! "

This speech already made Silly Er feel goosebumps all over his body.People often say that gods, immortals, spirits, and souls all belong to themselves now.He glanced at his braid, as if he couldn't figure out what it was.It seems that what is dragging behind the head is not the braid, but the solemnity, broadness, and weight of the entire Qing Dynasty.But after thinking about it again, this thing is indeed a bit magical.Who has this kind of braid, and who has heard of such a braid? For a moment, he had the feeling of being an emperor.There was also a feeling—there was no such word as “a sense of purpose” back then—that was how he felt about himself.He thought to himself, since his kung fu cannot be passed on to the outside world, he should hurry up to marry a wife and have children, otherwise he will be beaten to interrupt the magical skills passed down from generation to generation, and I am sorry for the ancestors.Seeing that Jin Zixian was an old-fashioned person who followed the rules and could be trusted, he asked Jin Zixian to help him find a wife.There happened to be an old girl in Jinzixian's house, so she sent her to the door.This woman's name is Jin Juhua, she looks ordinary, but she is diligent and honest. She really cherishes his braids like treasures, washes them every three days and combs them every day. For safety, she does all the hair-shaving by herself.After washing and washing, wrap it with a soft egg-yellow silk scarf embroidered with golden flowers; I also sewed a thin silk cover specially, and put it on when I sleep, lest it will be crushed under the body and hurt.Whenever there is something on the scene, she should show her face, so she put a jasmine flower in each section of the braid, the fragrance is overflowing, and the black is interspersed with white, which is really beautiful.This woman stood by his side every step of the way, guarding against unexpected sneak attacks by gangsters, she looked very much like the boys who guarded antiques and toys at the city god's temple competition on the eighth day of April.