Chapter 26 monk banter

Zhang Mingbi followed Maoxiang's back, left Bailianchi, passed Yanghejian, and walked to the East Pagoda courtyard.It is far away from Thousand People Rock, and there are few tourists here.Zhang Mingbi walked along the quiet corridor, thinking about how to persuade Maoxiang.Suddenly, there was a sound of "coaxing", and there was a burst of laughter from a monk's room, and then there was the sound of "pa, pa" patting the table.Mao Xiang, who was leaning on the window sill and peeking in, heard Zhang Mingbi's footsteps, made a stop gesture, and beckoned him to pass.

Zhang Mingbi was puzzled, and walked lightly to the window lattice.Mao Xiang pressed his head and let him put his ears on the window, only to hear a timid voice inside saying: "Oh, then, but, but naked?" Another cheerful voice: "That's no need to ask! Don't even think about it. Who would wear clothes at this time? Hey, are you willing?" There was another burst of laughter, listening to the voice, at least there were seven or eight people. Zhang Mingbi was even more confused.At this time, Mao Xiang touched him again, pointing to a small hole in the window paper for him to see.

Zhang Mingbi brought his eyes closer, and now he saw clearly: there was an Eight Immortals table in the middle of the room, and four scholars were playing cards together. "pop" sound.There are two other standing around watching the battle. Among them, the one who is gesticulating is a tall and slender Confucian scholar, who is quite delicate, with a pair of watery eyes, a tall and straight nose, and two thin Her lips, every movement of her hand and every look she made showed a romantic and unrestrained vigor.Zhang Mingbi recognized his name as Yu Huai, he was light-hearted, and he was a famous prodigal character.

Only to hear Yu Huai say with a smile again: "Talking about Mizhi and Kexian, Jiang Ruxu was so frightened that he tossed the knife and said with a big laugh, 'San Lang Lang Dang! San Lang Lang Dang!...'" Zhang Mingbi's heart moved, and he immediately remembered one thing: It was several years ago that Jiang Gai from Laiwu fell in love with Li Shiniang in the Qinhuai River Old Courtyard, and hid in Hanxiu Zhai for a whole month without coming out.Fang Yizhi, a member of the Tongcheng Society, and his brother-in-law Sun Lin were also in Nanjing at the time. Knowing this, they deliberately made a joke with him.Both of them had learned a little bit about flying over walls.One night, they climbed over the wall and entered Li Shiniang's house. They pretended to be thieves and went straight to the bedroom with steel knives in their hands. Your Majesty, please spare me, don't hurt Ten Niangs!" He continued to kowtow.Fang and Sun had teased Jiang Gai enough, and then they showed their true colors and laughed.That night, the four of them set up wine and drank freely, and broke up happily.What Yu Huai is talking about now is probably that matter.

Zhang Mingbi looked at it for a while, and was about to straighten his body, when suddenly there was a "bang", Mao Xiang suddenly pushed open the half-hidden door, and stepped in. "Haha, okay! Solemn and famous temple, pure Buddha land, I wonder who is so bold, dare to hide here and talk about being naked and not naked! So it's you saints!" He bluffed and yelled. The people in the room were stunned for a moment, then cheered: "Pijiang, it's you! Ah, brother Gong Liang is here too!" "Come on, I'll be waiting for you!" "Aha, how do you know we're here?"

"Sit here, here!" Maoxiang smiled slightly, held his head up, made a bow, then took out a purse from his side, threw it on the table, and said excitedly: "Why did you stop? Come on, play ten rounds!" "No way!" "how?" "We've all lost our wallets!" "Huh? Where's the winner? Who's the winner?" Someone pointed out, "It's light hearted, but also secret!" "What? Mizhi is here too? Where is it?" Because he couldn't see anyone, Mao Xiang turned his head to search. "Well, where did the wild boy come from? He's noisy and yelling, making people sleepless!" A muffled voice sounded from behind the people.Then, there was a creaking sound from the bed, and someone turned over and got up.People stepped aside, revealing the long, thin face of a young man.This is a strong, rosy, well-defined face, with a pair of diamond-like black eyes embedded under the thick black eyebrows, together with a strong nose and a straight mouth, this face looks bright and intelligent. , full of life; and now it is comically drooping, looking listless.This is one of the four sons of Fushe, the famous Fang Yizhi.Two years ago, he was selected as a Jinshi, and he was granted the title of editor of the Imperial Academy. He has been working in Beijing, but now he has come back to the south of the Yangtze River for some reason, and he is still pretending to be a ghost.

Fang Yizhi whimpered for a while, then raised his eyelids: "Ah, Pijiang, Gongliang, it's you!" He said, and yawned: "Well, what did you say just now?" Mao Xiang was very familiar with the opponent's temper, he slapped the table: "I called you to play cards! Aren't you a big winner!" Fang Yizhi shook his head: "Cards, I don't want to bet anymore. If you want to bet, just bet on this—" As he spoke, he sat up unhurriedly, stretched out his hand to dig in the sleeve for a while, and found a long silver tube that was as thick as a little finger. Hanging an embroidered purse.Fang Yizhi took out a pinch of golden filaments from his purse as if by a magic trick, and stuffed them into the small funnel.He put the other end of the silver tube in his mouth, took out a flint, struck the paper medium, put the fire on the small funnel, ignited the yellow filament inside, and took a puff carefully.

Everyone watched intently, not knowing what he was up to.Suddenly, Fang Yizhi opened his mouth, and a puff of white smoke spewed out. Immediately, the whole room was filled with a pungent foul smell.The few people standing in front were suddenly caught by the smell and coughed immediately. Fang Yizhi seemed relieved to have finally completed this difficult and dangerous performance.He laughed, jumped up, shook his head, and looked triumphant. "Brother Mi, Mi, what is this?" a scholar stammered. "Huh, this is called Jinsiyan. People in Fujian call it light meat fruit, and people in the north call it Danba wild rice, and it's also called wanting not to return. Small inhalation can drive away the heat and diverge, but inhaling too much will make you intoxicated, and taking it for a long time will burn your lungs. There is no cure, and he vomited yellow water to death—how about it? Do you want to try it?” He pushed the silver tube to the scholar's mouth, which made the man back away in a hurry.

"Ah, this is something that is strictly prohibited by the imperial court. Anyone who absorbs it will be killed without mercy!" Someone said anxiously. Fang Yizhi sneered: "If the court can't help it, everyone can absorb it, so what's the interest? It's like reading a forbidden book behind closed doors. Only those who have the courage can be considered as members of my generation! Well, who would dare Give it a try?" "Okay, let me have a try!" Yu Huai was obviously aroused by Fang Yizhi's words, and stood up first. So, with the help of Fang Yizhi, he took a breath according to the method just now, and was immediately choked so that his throat was sore and itchy, and he coughed until tears flowed out.

Fang Yizhi shook his head and said: "Who told you to inhale desperately! You must be like me just now, inhale lightly and slowly, not only will you be safe and sound, but you will feel endless aftertaste!" Since Yu Huai took the lead, the rest of the people were not to be outdone, and rushed to try.After a while, the room was filled with smoke and the coughing sound continued. Fang Yizhi was busy for a while, then suddenly he turned his head and saw Mao Xiang sitting motionless, sneering there. "Hey, Bijiang, how about you have a bite too?" Fang Yizhi asked. Mao Xiang shook his head: "I won't take a sip, if you want to take a sip, then come and make a bet!"

"Oh?" "Isn't this stuff able to make people drunk? Now I'm going to compete with you, take turns taking turns to see who gets drunk first—do you dare?" "this……" "Do you dare?" Maoxiang stood up and called out challengingly.He excitedly grabbed the purse containing the money and slammed it heavily on the table. "Hey, Bijiang!" Zhang Mingbi asked anxiously, "Have you ever smoked this, this cigarette?" Mao Xiang shook his head: "No!" "That, that can't be done! You didn't listen to the secret saying, this thing is like poison, not only can intoxicate people, but can also kill people!" Zhang Mingbi said, while desperately winking at Fang Zhizhi. "That's right," Fang Yizhi said hesitantly, "This thing is not good, so it doesn't matter if you don't gamble." "Ah, so you are afraid of getting drunk and dying!" Mao Xiang stared at the other party, and said sarcastically.Suddenly, he raised his head and laughed wildly, "But I'm not afraid! There is nothing to be afraid of! What hope is there for the country at this point! Maybe one day catastrophe will strike and everyone will be doomed! However, there are those ministers , the relatives of the emperor, who don’t know how to live and die, are desperately scraping people’s wealth, buying whores, and if they can’t buy them, they can be robbed! Shameless, despicable, shameless! Hmph, there are also those Donglin leaders who pretend to be like, offering wine in the literary altar, for In order to beg for a Laoshizi Wusha, he secretly plotted to reverse the case for Ruan Huzi, don't think I don't know!" He laughed and yelled, and slapped the table vigorously, his face covered with tears, which frightened everyone present. Only Zhang Mingbi was very anxious. He obviously wanted to persuade him, but he didn't know how to persuade him. "Hey, Pijiang, you have to have some evidence to speak, and you can't just talk nonsense!" He stomped his feet and said. "What, no evidence?" Mao Xiang stared at his terribly red eyes, reached into his arms, pulled out a letter, and threw it on the table with a "slap". "This is the evidence. Gu Yushu sent it from Beijing. Qian Muzhai wrote to Elder Zhou Ge to excuse Ruan Huzi!" "what……?" The news was so shocking, like a bolt from the blue, everyone present was shocked.Everyone stared at the letter, and for a while, no one dared to touch it. Finally, Fang Yizhi picked up the letter slowly, took it out and read it again: "Well, Gu Yushu is in charge of the documents behind Zhou Ge's curtain, so his words are naturally reliable." He frowned solemnly and said: "Pijiang , how do you plan to deal with it?" "I wanted to tell Ciwei and Dingsheng that they all said they were going to come to Tiger Hill, and they made a clear appointment in advance, and who knows why they didn't come!" Fang Yizhi still wanted to ask something, but at this moment, the sound of chaotic footsteps sounded outside the door, and Zheng Yuanxun, led by a young monk, rushed in. "Ah, so my brother is waiting here, so I can find it easier for my younger brother!" Zheng Yuanxun wiped the sweat from his forehead panting, obviously not aware of the abnormal atmosphere in the room.He hastily bowed his hands to everyone, and immediately turned to Mao Xiang: "Brother Pijiang, Dingsheng asked my brother to tell me that they will not come to Huqiu. Now they are going to visit Qian Muzhai in Xu's East Garden. Please come and get together. Ciwei and Chaozong will all go." "Ah, why? Why don't they come?" Yu Huai asked first. Zheng Yuanxun's face flushed slightly, and he said evasively: "This... Dingsheng only asks my younger brother to pass this on to Pijiang, and my younger brother doesn't know anything else." Seeing him like this, everyone was even more surprised and a little nervous, and they all focused their eyes on Mao Xiang in unison. He shook his head angrily and said, "Since they won't come, I don't want to go either!" He looked at Fang Yizhi, "Mizhi, why don't you bring this letter to them for me. " Fang Yizhi frowned intently, as if in deep thought.Finally, he nodded.