Chapter 40 Chapter VII
Midnight comes, the wind sneezes, and the rain beats the broken branches and leaves.God, black people have hearts.In the southeast corner of the city, there was the sound of fire and bullets from time to time.Between the darkness and gloom of this hell, Lu Ai leads the visitor to the third of the five courtyards in Wangyoulou Mansion—the place where Tianzui lived with her before.The small living room is still the same. Many years ago, red men and dolls, gifted scholars and beautiful ladies met each other at first sight and hated each other at first sight, and formed this relationship in the previous life.
Lu Ai lit the red candle, and the guest saw that the beauty couch that looked like a relic from the previous dynasty was still lying horizontally in the room.The guest has been running around for several days, and now suddenly the building is empty, and his life is at the last moment.A person who is selfless and desireless, his heart is as peaceful as before, when he saw the couch, he suddenly felt sleepy, and lay down without saying a word.
On the other side, Lu Ai quickly turned on the white charcoal stove, moved to the front of the couch, took out a dog skin mattress that had already shed hair from the cabinet, and covered the guest's knees.They were so busy that they were silent for a while, so Lu Ai sat on the armchair, took out the untied sweater from the basket under the chair, and picked it up stitch by stitch.
Candlelight; a stove; a sleepy man lying on a couch; a woman in red sitting on a chair; the last little peace before the catastrophe;
Suddenly, there was another dense sound of gunfire around the train station, and everything returned to silence within a short while.Lu Ai threw away the sweater in her hand, straightened her neck, and listened attentively.
There is no sound, but it is more thrilling than sound.Lu Ai turned her head subconsciously and turned to the man for help, but saw the guest lying on the couch smiling at her.
"Why is there no sound at all?" Luai asked.
"It's true—the forest of cicadas is quieter, and the mountain of birdsong is more secluded." The guest suddenly said this.
Thinking about it, Lu Ai's eyes widened in shock, and said: "Sender, you really know how to use allusions." Then she looked up and down at the sender.
The guest let her glance with her eyes for a while, then leaned up and said, "I know what you're thinking right now."
"People are dying, what can I think?" Lu Ai pretended to hide and went to pick out the sweater again.
"Just now, when you saw me reciting poems lying on the couch, you thought that Tianzui had come, didn't you? Do you still think that the appearance of the guest is more and more similar to Tianzui."
Lu Ai stopped picking up the sweater quickly, raised her head, looked at the guest, and said, "Tianzui left early, it's better to leave early, how could he pass this test." Saying so, she His hands started shaking.
"What are you afraid of? I'm here. You think I can only sing the noise of the cicadas. Tomorrow the Japanese will come, kill one and earn one."
As he said that, a carp sat upright, and this old man, with another arm missing, jumped onto the brick floor without losing his former vigor.His hair was already gray, but still thick, with a beard hanging on his head.
Since the 1911 Revolution, warlords have fought in chaos and politicians have been fighting for their camps; the land has been lost and the people are in dire straits;How many people are employed who treat each other with sincerity like a guest?Where is the ideal of republic today?Sure enough, the storms of youth have been replaced by the low-pitched singing of old age?How many people occasionally ask each other, Lian Po is old, can he still eat?Unexpectedly, when the country is ruined and the family is destroyed, when the sea is flowing, the true qualities of a hero will suddenly shine, and the pride of the past will not diminish.Lu Ai shuddered and jumped up from the chair.In the candlelight, the young martyr of 1911 came back.
Zhao Jike pushed open the door in the dark, and a big gust of night air rushed in at the door.The cold wind hits head-on, and the rain shoots on the face.Zhao Jike turned his back to Lu Ai and asked, "Am I getting old?"
Lu Ai felt tears streaming down her cheeks, but she smiled and said, "Your question reminds me of Cao Cao—an old man who is extremely terrified, with aspirations for thousands of miles, and a martyr in his old age, with a strong heart."
Zhao Jike didn't turn his head back, turned his back to Lu Ai, and let out a long cry: "So, I'm still old after all..."
"Didn't Green Love grow old with you?"
The guest sighed and said, "The beauty is still a hero's confidante in her old age."
Before the words fell, a burst of warm tenderness was caught on the back, and the tide of the Qianjiang River came back, burying them again.
But Ji Rong suddenly jumped into the yard, knelt down and picked up a small stone, saying, "It's a pity that the camellia from thirty years ago is gone." As soon as he finished speaking, there was a rustling sound, and a branch of wintersweet plum fell to the ground in the yard.
Lu Ai ran over in a hurry, picked up the flower branch, and broke off a plum blossom.Although the wintersweet is small, its fragrance is striking, and the green love is worn on the head. The scene of the camellia plug in the past can't help but come to my heart. I feel so sad that I can't help covering my face and sobbing.
While helping Lv Ai back to the house, the guest said, "Look, look, you are smiling, why are you crying again?"
"It's been so many years, I see your face is familiar, and I feel like I don't have the same mood as when I first met you."
"You women are ruthless, but I have never thought of it that way."
"Then tell me, when did you fall in love with me?" Lu Ai bumped the guest with her elbow. Fortunately, this action was done on Lu Ai, so it was so natural. If it was a different person, it would be old Playful.
Before the words were finished, another gunshot sounded like popping beans, and the flames exploded and lit up for half a day, pulling Lv Ai back from the sentimental love.She couldn't help straightening her neck and kicking her feet up again, as if she wanted to see something in such a posture.
The guest looked at the woman's appearance, patted her on the shoulder and said, "Me, I fell in love with you at the first sight. I thought, brother Tianzui, you are really a sinner. Why have I been to Dongyang for a few years? Take my daughter-in-law away."
Lu Ai turned her head, laughed again, settled the guest and sat on the couch again, and said: "You are talking nonsense again, pretending that I don't know that you are afraid that I will be frightened by the Japanese, and you are distracting me with words. Say I am your daughter-in-law, what proof do you have?"
"Get out your Manson jug," said the sender.
Lu Ai quickly fetched the pot.The guest pointed to the words on the pot and said, "Look, I didn't write it well: the inside is clear and the outside is straight, and I will store it with you. I will store it with you, do you understand what it means?"
Lu Ai looked at it, put down the pot, hugged the messy haired head of the guest, and cried, "So many years. Why didn't you hide me!"
The sender did not speak, and had nothing to say.He is not a womanizer, so it is enough to put one in his heart.This is not to say that Zhao Jike has since become a man of pure heart and asceticism.It's just that when he has sex with a woman, he never considers marriage.Anyone who has a woman's heart, waved her hand and left immediately.When he was young, he took his own number one, called "Jianghaihuxia", and since then he has lived by wandering in and out of the world.Unexpectedly, he still does not change his mind when he is old, which is exactly in line with Lu Ai's nature.Lu Ai's life has hardly changed much, and she is still a sweetheart.
Since the bell rang, it was past midnight, and the guest, Lu Ai, loved the two of them, but after feeling sleepy, he felt refreshed for a while.Seeing that the guest's clothes were thin, Lu Ai said, "I'll make you a pot of boiling hot tea to lift your spirits."
"It's the kind of tea sellers like you who can't leave the line of business. At this time, you can drink if you want to drink. You bring me wine."
Lu Ai got up and wanted to go outside, then turned around and asked: "There are Wujiapi from Yandongguan in Meicheng, and old wine from Dongpu in Shaoxing. There are still a few bottles of Jiahe and brandy and whiskey for guests. What would you like to drink?"
The guest waved his hand and said, "It's freezing cold, so it's better to warm your heart with hot old wine. Besides, if you don't drink old wine in today's day, what would you drink?"
"how do I say this?"
"Goujian, king of Yue, gathered ten years of lessons for ten years, and finally led a large army to the city of Fuchai, king of Wu. Before setting off, he took old wine and threw it into the river. From then on, this river was called Touxing River. When I was in Datong Academy with the female hero Qiu , I often went to the river with her to look at the water flowing eastward. The heroine once told me the article "Lu Shi Chunqiu": "The king of Yue lived in Kuaiji, and there was wine thrown into the river, and the people drank its flow and became full of fighting spirit." If you and I drink this wine today, we will be able to fight with all our spirits tomorrow!"
After hearing this, Luai brought a small jar of old Shaoxing Dongpu wine.The mouth of the jar was sealed with mud, the two of them worked for a while, and opened the mouth of the jar, and poured the old wine into a big enamel cup, which was red and dark.Lu Ai set the tongs on the charcoal stove again, put the big enamel cup on the tongs again, and said, "It's just so hot, it will be ready in a while."
The guest asked Lv Ai to fetch three small wine glasses, Lv Ai was a little confused for a while, but after thinking about it again, she suddenly realized.My eyes felt hot for a while, so I went down to open them.When I came up again, I took some side dishes to go with the wine, including fennel beans, boiled peanuts, and Deqing green beans brought from my hometown.
In a short while, the wine was hot, and the smell of the wine came up and penetrated into the nostrils, and Lu Ai was so smoked that she turned her head away and sneezed.A series of sneezes coupled with a series of gunshots around the city of Hangzhou, one after another, knocked the night away.Lu Ai and the guest, with a glass of wine in their hands, unexpectedly became calm.
Three Ruiqing wine cups were filled with Jiangnan old wine, and one was placed on the table. The host touched his own wine glass ten times with his, and said, "Tianzui, you and my brother, today Let's wait for that Dongyang guy to enter the city together. We will see tomorrow."
After speaking, he drank it all in one gulp.
Lu Ai felt sad when she heard that, and said: "That's what I said, I don't believe that the Japanese will kill us if they really enter the city. We stay at home, what can they do to us? Just say Jiaqiao, no matter how bad it is , is also surnamed Hang, it is unlikely that the surnamed Hang will kill the people surnamed Hang."
After finishing speaking, he raised his neck and drank a cup of old wine.The two of you drink one cup and one cup, and they are five points drunk.The plum branch that the host just fell from the tree with one hand, was smoked by the heat in the room, releasing a rich aroma, and the momentary alcohol, flowers and popularity in the room became popular.Lu Ai always felt that something was missing from the wine after drinking it.After thinking about it, yes, but the tea is still missing.The drinking of the Hang family is different from that of other families. They have always had wine and tea at the same table.So he got up and walked around in the next room, brought back a bowl-shaped paper wrap, and said, "Everyone says that tea and wine are right, but it's not true. I'll serve the wine, and I'll serve you a dish of tea too."
After finishing speaking, he opened the paper, and the guest said, "I don't know what kind of tea it is. I've never seen it before, so it's just this. This tea comes from Yunnan, and it's called Pu'er tea. When I rebelled against Yuan Shikai, I came here After passing through Yunnan, people there love to drink this. Compared with our Longjing, it is much more bold and unrestrained."
Listening to what the guest said, Lu Ai took another big teacup, filled it with more than half a cup of water, and put it on the tongs on the charcoal stove.After waiting for the water for a while, I opened the fish eyes, then broke open the Pu'er tea vigorously, and put it into the teacup.Seeing her struggle, the host crushed her hand when he took it, and said, "I know your family doesn't drink Longjing tea, so why do you want to eat this side tea?"
"As long as you drink old wine, there is a story." Lu Ai can't touch alcohol in her life, and she reveals her true nature when she touches alcohol. People who have seen her drink alcohol say that she drinks at the age of eighty, and I am afraid she is still a beautiful woman.At this moment, it was a huge courtyard, and she was the only one who spent the night with her lifelong friend.When tomorrow is determined to come, life and death are unknown, in this last time, An Neng will not look back and smile at Bai Meisheng.Then she saw her drink a glass of fine wine, and two peach blossoms came up, squinting her eyes and said: "You only know one thing but don't know the other, my tea also has a story in it."
"how do I say this?"
"It's a long story. I also heard it from a Yunnan businessman who drove the caravan a few years ago when he came to Hangzhou to do business. He said that the Pu'er tea he sold to us was the best in Yunnan. Yes, it's only produced in Nannuo Mountain. It is said that there is still an 800-year-old tea tree there!"
"It's not surprising. It may not be the big talk of the Yunnan businessman. I saw such a tall tea tree in Yunnan in the early years. People pick tea, climb up the tree with hands and feet, cut off the branches with a knife, and then hold the leaves. I see Wang'er memorizing the "Tea Book" day by day: Tea maker, the Jiamu in the south, is one or two feet, or even tens of feet, and its Ba mountains and valleys, there are two people who hug each other and hold it instead. I just thought, one day when he grows up, I will take him to Yunnan to have a look and let him know how big our Greater China is. This big tea tree is not only found in the Bashan Gorge}; D. There are also in Yunnan Well. When Lu Yu wrote the "Tea Classic", he probably didn't know that there was Nannuo Mountain in the world. China is really too big. I think he is little Japan, even if he wants to occupy it, he can't occupy it."
Listening to it this way, Lu Ai has already drunk a few glasses of old wine.The wine was emboldened, so she yelled: "Look, you see, I just started, and you talk so much, and you still let me talk. From now on, don't interrupt anymore, do you hear me? "
Then, regardless of whether the sender really listened to her, he just said:
"How do you know where the tea from Nannuo Mountain came from? This has something to do with Zhuge Liang and Kong Ming! It is said that in the Three Kingdoms, Kong Ming led his troops to capture Menghuo seven times and arrived at Nannuo Mountain. Diarrhea, diarrhea, and eye disease, this battle is impossible to fight. Zhuge Liang saw that it was impossible, so he had to find a way, so he took the crutch in his hand and stuck it on the stone village of Nannuo Mountain. Immediately, a big tea tree came out. The soldiers picked the leaves of the tea tree and boiled them for tea. They were cured of all diseases and were able to fight again. From then on, the hill where the big tea tree grew was called Kongming Mountain. The tea trees on the mountain are called Kongming trees. The six mountains near Kongming Mountain are also planted with Kongming trees, and now they are the six major tea mountains of Pu’er tea."
Those stories that Luai told, in fact, all the guests have heard it.When he was in Yunnan back then, although he was not a tea master, but with a tea master brother like Tianzui, he was naturally familiar with it, and he understood a lot without knowing it.Those six mountains are called "Au Le, Ge Deng, Yi Bang, Man Zhi, Man Chuan, and Man Sa", and the guests have all been there.But he didn't want to say anything more.He and Lu Ai have had a lifetime of grievances and grudges, and he knows that Lu Ai is a woman who likes to listen to good things.Besides, today, he also likes to see Lu Ai's self-righteous posture.The room is warm and fragrant, and the women are also charming.In order to create a little disturbance, the guest deliberately said: "What's the point of telling this story? Isn't it just to show that you know more than me?"
Sure enough, Lu Ai was fooled, opened her eyes wide and said, "Look, it really doesn't work when you get older. You are allowed to talk about Goujian, the king of Yue, but I am not allowed to talk about Zhuge Liang? Could it be that only Goujian's wine can help you?" You are full of fighting spirit, can't Zhuge Liang's tea help you to save yourself from danger?"
Hearing this, the guest couldn't help drinking down a big sip, and said, "I said Lv Ai, you are my confidant. Come on, have a drink!"
At this time, the two teacups on the tongs were steaming with heat, one was steaming with wine, the other was steaming with tea.After the tea has been boiled for a long time, it will become rich.Lu Ai wrapped the handle of the teacup with a towel, and poured the Pu'er tea juice into the hot wine glass drunkenly.It was accidentally poured into the stove, and there was a sound of "expansion", and a puff of gray smoke rose up.The guest wanted to help, but Lu Ai refused, saying: "You know what this is? This is a fight between dragons and tigers, do you understand? Remember, you have to pour tea into wine, but you can't pour wine into tea. You try Taste, what does it taste like? It cures all diseases. Eat it while it is hot, dispel dampness and sweat, dispel cold and relieve the exterior. It is also taught by the Yunnan merchant. Zhao Jike, you have drunk my family's tea all your life, and I am afraid you have never tasted this kind of tea. Bar."
The guest raised his neck and poured half a cup of the "Dragon and Tiger Fight". He couldn't tell what kind of taste it was, but said: "The dragon has drunk it, and the tiger has drunk it too. What am I afraid of?" What about the little Japan bug!"
As for the remaining other half, Lu Ai also gulped and drank upside down.It is said that wine can intoxicate people, but they don't know that strong tea juice can also intoxicate people. At this time, the combination of two drunks can really make a green love into a state of 70 to 80 percent drunk.The sound of gunfire outside, the two of them could not even hear it.Drunk and bold, the guest came over with a scull and said: "I must be drunk, I won't be angry when I see us like this, and we will come to have a cup of wine today!" The two wrapped their arms around each other. , gulp it down.
After drinking the wine, Lu Ai's neck softened, she leaned on the host, and hit the host feebly with her fist, saying: "Tell me, why didn't you take me to Nanjing at the beginning. If I left then, I will never be here in this lifetime." It's not like that."
The guest also sighed, "Women, I just can't tell you. Think about it, what does it mean to me, Zhao Jike, to snatch a few women? As long as a woman is willing, I will dare to grab a hundred. But you are different. Tianzui is lying sideways in front of me, I'm going around him, around him for the rest of my life, I can't get around it!"
Lu Ai is a very self-centered woman, she can't really understand the relationship between men and men.Struggling to get out of the host's arms, she said: "Today, I just want to let you know what a priceless treasure you have thrown away in your life! Just wait, I will play a tune for you."
After speaking, he stood up crookedly, stood up, took a kit from the cabinet, shook it, and a burst of dust hit his face.The guqin that was taken out was still in order.Seeing Qin at this time, Lu Ai regained consciousness for a while, and said, "This Qin is the Guqin presented by Shanghai tea merchant Wang Zixin at the West Lake Exposition eight years ago. At that time, the Tianlai Qin made by Xiaowen of the Tang Dynasty was given as a gift. The Liushuiqin made by Zhu Zhiyuan in the Yuan Dynasty, and the Xiuqin in the Ming Dynasty—"
"I'd like to come to see and see. Could it be that your Qin is still from the Tang Dynasty?"
"That's not true. My old man's Guqins were originally hidden in the Qinqin Building of Jinxiu in Wangzhuang. Now Japanese planes are bombing them day and night. I don't know how these relics of the previous dynasty will be wiped out. The end. Fortunately, he can make pianos himself. You think that we who sell tea can only recognize a few tea leaves and a few banknotes. The wax man made pianos made of ancient wood from the monk temple in Yangzhou. There are styles such as plum blossoms and crested heads. The one he gave to Jiahe is from Plum Blossom, do you want to take a look?"
The sender has no great advantage in art, but can appreciate it.Through the smoke, he squinted his eyes and waved his hands and said, "What are you playing? Be vigorous. "Eighteen Beats of Hu Pian" is not good, it is too sad. Mao Minzhong's "Fisher Song" is not good, it is too loose. Jiang Fei "Ancient Resentment" is not good either, I can't see the tone of these beautiful women's fate—"
"You don't need to say, I know what you like. How about Guo He's "Yangxiang Water Cloud"? It's a great song by a great luthier of the Zhejiang School who loves his country, loves his country. It's a pity that although the old tunes love themselves, today There are too many people to play. I just make do with it."
Green Love Girls' Generation, once worked hard on guqin.Later, since he lived with Tianzui, thinking of such a romantic person, he would play the piano to the moon and shed tears when he saw the flowers.When Lu Ai was with him, she couldn't help touching the piano.But in the years after Tianzui's death, Lu Ai never touched the piano again.As soon as you touch the piano today, you will know that your hand is alive.But with the help of wine, the longing is still there.At first, I still bumped and bumped, and then I got better, so I played with all my heart and nerves.The guest listened, and suddenly felt a rare sadness, and said: "Lv loves you and play slowly."
Lu Ai hurried over, held his shoulders and said, "Why are you feeling uncomfortable, do you want to lie down on the bed?"
The guest held Lu Ai's hand tightly, put his face on it, and said, "That's it. That's it, it'll be all right in a while."
Lu Ai felt strange, and said, "What did you think of? You, a person like you, would have troubles in your heart. Tell me about it, and I will help you resolve it."
"I wanted to tell you, just that you can't be angry."
"Let's talk, it's time like this, and the big things can be overcome, don't you have someone else in your heart?"
The guest moved his hand away and said, "To tell you the truth, when I saw you playing the piano, my eyes dazzled, and I remembered the woman I was in Japan back then. I also met her when she was playing the piano. She was originally a geisha, and she can play the piano very well."
Lu Ai was still jealous, but she didn't say that, she said: "Why did you find a Japanese woman? Now that the Japanese have invaded China, your Japanese woman has become your enemy ?"
"Look, look, I said you should be angry, but you still said no. Didn't you know you at that time?"
Lu Ai quickly covered herself and said, "When did I get jealous? I mean, since you married her, you should bring her back to China. Why did you leave her and the child in Japan?"
"It was originally stipulated that geisha in Japan should not be married by a medium. Later, there was a boy, and I said I would bring them back together, but the woman was unwilling. After I returned to China, I asked someone to look for it, and a message came, saying that the woman was in the end. I still went with a ronin. A few years later, I died in a big earthquake. I have never told anyone about it. In fact, I have been to Japan several times in those years, trying to find the child, but I can't find it anymore."
"If the child is still alive, I'm afraid he will be at the age of Jiahe. If you leave something for them, it will be a proof if they meet again later."
"Instead, I left behind a pocket watch made in Germany, with the words Jianghaihuxia Zhao Jike engraved on the reverse. However, now I am afraid that someone will pick up this watch to recognize my relatives."
"What a coincidence!" Lu Ai laughed.
Zhao Jike stopped drinking, lowered his head, looked up for a long time, and said with a wry smile: "Luai, why do you have some old sayings that are so correct. For example, no coincidence is a book, for example, when it comes to Cao Cao, Cao Cao will--"
"Could it be that your Japanese son is mentioned today, and your Japanese son will arrive tomorrow?" Lu Ai still smiled, but her smile was forced, and her face sank.
Zhao Zhike said: "It's not just to China-..."
Lu Ai's eyes widened, and when the chopsticks in her hand touched the table, they made a shivering sound.He suddenly took a deep breath, raised his chopsticks and poked Zhao Jike's nose, and called softly, "I said, why are you so stubbornly refusing to leave Hangzhou City? So you are waiting for—"
Before "waiting", the guest knocked down the chopsticks with a slap and covered Lu Ai's mouth with his backhand, his face turned green with anger, and he also whispered softly: "What's your name, don't you think there aren't enough people who know it?" Lu Ai suddenly understood, lightly touched her lips twice, raised her neck again, poured in a sip of wine, swallowed it hard, and said, "Look, I swallowed this sentence and the wine, it sucks!" I won't tell anyone even if I die in my stomach."
She and the guest have known each other for most of their lives, except for her, she has never seen the guest get flustered because of others.It was an unusual night, and she saw the fluster in the back of the guest's heart, so she calmed down and comforted him and said, "Even if he comes to Hangzhou, it's no big deal. When the Chinese become stronger soldiers, the Japanese will not be able to fight." Pulled? Maybe he was dragged here by force, and it’s not necessarily true that all Japanese kill people and set fire to them.”
Then the guest said: "The two of us, we can't tell whether we are dead or alive, and I don't want to hide it from you. My old friend in Japan wrote to me, saying that my son suddenly appeared , I asked him for my address in China. It turned out that after the earthquake, he was adopted by a family of warriors. Later he went to the Japanese Army University and married a general’s daughter. This time he invaded China, he joined the Japanese army’s secret service The agency is really a fascist. This time I came to Hangzhou, almost all of them are here, and they are here for me."
"Don't worry about it. If it's coming, it might not be a bad thing. Although the Japanese is bad, he's still your flesh and blood. With you around, he might be able to save the lives of a few Hangzhou people."
The guest snorted and said, "I'm afraid he would kill a few more Chinese people because of me!"
Seeing that Lu Ai was puzzled, Zhao Zhike said: "He knows my address and knows that he can find me, but he hasn't contacted me for many years. He has hatred in his heart."
"Even if there is hatred, it is a family matter. How can you take the country's major affairs and express your personal grievances?"
The guest said: "You are a woman after all. In my whole life, I have met many pious people who kept talking about the world's great affairs. I drilled into their stomachs and saw that there were not some shameless bullshit in their bones. No wonder Lu Xun wanted to Writing poems—the robbers pretend to be serious, and each thinks about the boxing scriptures, which is really penetrating—"
"That's scolding our Chinese politicians."
"The robbers in the world, after all, are all the same. Didn't you listen to what the people who escaped from Nanking said?"
Not long ago, the Japanese bloodbathed Nanjing and killed 300,000 Nanjing residents. Green Love also heard about it.But she didn't want to speculate on the guest's flesh and blood like this, so she said a little angrily: "What's the matter with you? Why do you just think of your own blood as disgusting and evil. Since he is such a devil in the world, you still stay What are you doing? Let me help you break through your concerns. Don't you just want to see him because of luck?"
Jike heaved a long sigh and said, "Lvai, how can this remark be enough to stab Zhou. I, Zhao Jike, have been a man for the first time. Is it possible that I am old, but my hero is short of breath, and my children grow up. If Tianzui is alive, wouldn't he be laughing like hell?" "
"There are so many crimes..." Lu Ai shed tears and said, "I'll go meet him for you. Just tell me what his name is now. If I meet him, I'll feel better." number."
The guest opened his mouth, slapped the table suddenly, and said, "Don't mention it, don't mention it, just talk about it like this! You and I have been enemies for a lifetime, and your hair is gray. Let's settle this account." ."
Lu Ai thought, poor guest, such a heroic hero, now he is about to be caught in the cracks of the stone slabs.Touching the scene so emotionally, I thought of myself, stunned for a while, and suddenly covered my face and fell into the arms of the guest, crying, "My son in Jiaping, where did you go, you don't even want your mother to die. Don't worry."
The sender knew that no amount of persuasion would help at this time.Seeing that she was almost crying, he straightened the woman's shoulders and said, "Okay, I have cried and laughed, and I have said all the things in my heart. Let the rest of this Drink all the dragon and tiger fights for me."
He couldn't help but poured the dragon and tiger bucket into Lu Ai's mouth in one gulp.I also drank it all, and my eyes sparkled.Many, many years ago, the banner of desire that was suppressed on Chimu Mountain has not been eroded by time.Tonight, it unfolded with a clatter, no longer unhindered.The two aging people thought at the same time - what a luck it is to have each other before they die.
At this time, the candlelight was extinguished, and the charcoal fire in the basin was also reddish. The bodies of the two were hot and hot due to the alcohol, and their breathing seemed to be spraying flames out of their bodies.The host only felt that the hot wine was boiling his intestines, and his whole body was burned, so he pushed open the window with his stumped arm.Looking out from the window, bursts of black and red translucent light, like will-o'-the-wisps, illuminate the night sky of Hangzhou City.This is the early morning of December 23rd in the winter of the twenty-sixth year of the Republic of China. When the man and woman in the Wangyoulou mansion in the Hang family compound were fulfilling their lifelong long-cherished wish, the big leather boots of the Japanese pirates had already begun to step on them. Into China's paradise on earth, Hangzhou City...
Lingyin Temple in the western suburbs of Hangzhou, eight hundred years ago, the head of the five mountains of Huaxia Buddhist Temple, is facing a catastrophe today, but it has become a night boat to save all sentient beings.
His Royal Highness Daxiongbao, who was sitting next to the big pillar, was already full of people.After Jiahe settles down with his family, he rushes to take care of Chen Yihuai who came along with him all the way.Chen Yihuai lost a lot of blood and was bumpy all the way. He was dying. Fortunately, there were monks in the temple who knew how to cut the knife.
Hang Jiahe met Chen Yihuai's family on the way to Lingyin Temple.There are also many Hangzhou people who go out of the city to the western suburbs, most of them are the old, the weak, the sick, women and children.With Jiahe among them, he can be regarded as a temporary leader, who not only has to take care of his own family, but also runs back and forth with Hang Han to greet others.At that time, although it was late at night, and it was raining misty and worrying about people, but he stumbled along the way, except for Jia Cao who couldn't see his fingers when he didn't know what was going on, and occasionally let out a scream or two, the rest People, hardly ever say a word.What tightly surrounded Jiahe was the louder and louder panting.
There seemed to be a "boom" behind him, and Han'er shouted: "Uncle, the city is on fire!"
Turning around suddenly, it's terrible, half of the sky is red, and the other half of the sky is black, and it's as horrible as hell.
Entering Lingyin Temple, everyone was in a hurry, and after a while, Jiahe leaned against the pillars of the main hall.Under a lamp of incense, I looked at the sky above the main hall, but seeing this hall with a height of thirteen feet and five feet, it seemed unfathomable at this time.Alas, the Buddha has no intention of protecting the people's livelihood in this land, so Shaying Muni just stood on the top of the towering tower, quietly watching this another human disaster that has happened for several dynasties and kalpas.
Jiahe doesn't believe in Buddhism, and it's not like his father has no desire to escape Zen.Leaning the back of his head against the cold pillars, he thought about the origin of these pillars.These pillars were originally bought from the Americas in the second year of Xuantong for the purpose of building the Summer Palace by the Qing Palace.Unexpectedly, at that time, the Qing court was besieged on all sides, so what's the use of building the Summer Palace?That's why it was transported all the way to Hangzhou, where the Lingyin Temple was rebuilt.
When the country collapsed and the earth collapsed, but for more than 20 years, when did the Buddha keep the people safe?Last year, when Lingyin incense was at its peak, an Arhat Hall was burned down.This Arhat Hall is next to the West Meditation Hall to the west of the Daxiong Hall.The five hundred arhats were all as tall as real people, and all of them had different faces. They also imitated the Tianzi hall of the Jing Temple.First burn the Arhat hall, Buddhist believers say it is not a good omen.Although Jiahe hid in it with his family, he didn't have any sense of security. He suddenly didn't know how to get there. He only felt that Lingyin tonight might not be a place to hide. rest.After tossing and turning many times, he had no choice but to get up, walk out of the hall, and wandered down to the Feilai peak.
It is said that Lingyin Temple is another famous temple in the south of the Yangtze River among the southeastern Buddhist kingdoms.
In the first year of Chenghe in the Eastern Jin Dynasty (326 A.D.), the Indian monk Huili came here. Seeing the beauty of the mountains and rivers, he thought that there must be a fairy hiding there. Since then, the forest has been named "Lingyin". .From then on, among the 360 temples in the Southern Dynasties, this temple has been one of the crowns, and it has been more than 1,600 years.
The Hang family's relationship with Lingyin is naturally inseparable from the word tea.
Think about that during the Tang Dynasty, after the Anshi Rebellion, the tea sage Lu Yu traveled all over the world, visiting China's tea affairs, and once visited Lingyin Mountain.Therefore, there is this statement in "The Book of Tea: Eight Outcomes": Qiantang (tea) was born in Tianzhu and Lingyin temples.
The elders of the Hang family lived in the area of Tianzhu and still had tea gardens.In the hands of Tianzui, the family was in decline for a few years before he sold the tea garden.Even so, the Hang family is kind, and the friendship of the old club is still there.After Tianzui, he was keen on "Tea and Zen", and came and went to this Lingyin.The old family took their ancestral home and lived in Wengjiashan after crossing Tianzhu. Jia and his brothers and sisters often come and go. Lingyin is no stranger to their family.
Lu Yu, the tea sage in the eyes of tea people, is a famous literati and poet in the mid-Tang Dynasty even though he is a sage in tea.He wrote many articles and poems, but unfortunately most of them are lost.After arriving in Lingyin, Lu Zi wrote "Records of Lingyin Temple" again. What he liked was that the tea maker had a real relationship with Lingyin, so "Records of Lingyin Temple" unexpectedly retained this passage, which said:
The Jin and Song Dynasties have descended, and the virtuous and capable have lived one after another. The words of the inscriptions are broken, and the words of the stupid and immature are listed.The tree pavilion stands still, Yuan Song has a long life, embroidered corners and painted arches, Xia Cui is in Jiuxiao; Zao Jing Dan grants, and the flowers hang down in Sizhao.Repeated corridor repairs, rushing to the spring of potential jade; famous burning of Feige, reflecting the tree of weeping pearls.The wind touches the joy of the great sky, and Hua Gong searches for the treasures of land and sea.The green trees and flower branches are flourishing in spring and winter;
After all, the country is victorious and the Buddha is victorious, and the country is declining and the Buddha is declining.At the end of the Ming Dynasty, Lingyin was almost destroyed by fire, and only the main hall, Zhizhi hall and Lunzang hall remained.At this moment, Jiahe walked out of the Daxiong Hall and came to the octagonal nine-story stone pagoda left by the Wuyue Kingdom in front of the hall. He was full of emotions and could only look up at the sky.But seeing the drizzle, the cold air picks up people, and it is another dark night of murder, and the sky is full of wind and fire.Jiahe couldn't figure out his train of thought.
Jiahe is not aggressive by nature, and in matters of state, he has always believed that going to war with each other is, after all, an expedient measure.War is by no means an option, even for national interests.For a long time, Jiahe even had a faint optimism deep in his heart.He always vaguely believed that even the worst government, out of its own interests, would try to maintain peace as much as possible.His family has always had a lot of contacts with the Japanese, so he doesn't treat them like a scourge like those who don't know anything about the Japanese.But he does not have an optimistic estimate of current events, which may be related to his natural tragic character, and he always makes psychological and material preparations for serious situations.However, even so, he still had the illusion that he might wake up one morning and hear a piece of comforting news.
我们可以说，这七八年来的不问国事，只问茶事，果然使得忘忧茶庄的老板杭嘉和于政事上缺乏洞察力了。看上去，他甚至变得有些僵化和狭隘了。他依然是杭家的顶梁柱，一旦灾难从天而降，依然是他在把握家中的全局，安排各个的逃生之路。看上去他依然胸有主张，天崩地裂于眼前而不动一下睫毛。但内心里，他发生了强烈的震撼——他越来越不能够解释身边的这个世界——他是一个从血液里、从心理到生理都无法离开和谐的人。甚至在经历了小林这样的血腥惨案之后，他依然认为，这只是他们杭家的不幸。他以自心度他心，以为人之所以为人，能生存至今，实乃人的天性不能离开和平。然而，就在此刻，灵隐之夜，他开始怀疑——人，真的乃是一种和平的种类吗？如果是，何以连年征战，从无止休；如果不是，人与禽兽又有何区别？他事茶至今，向以茶谓和平之饮而心生自慰，如果人竟都是与禽兽一般的东西，人又怎么配得上饮茶？他事茶，又有什么意思？他若终生以茶为生，岂不是等于要坚持他的和平为人？他若坚持和平为人，岂不是非人了吗？岂不是迟早要被那些禽兽般的人活活吞吃了吗？就算他逃生有方，苟且一世，到处都是人形的禽兽，他还有什么必要偷生？再说，一个不具备残暴之性的人，又如何在这世上生存？活下去又有什么意义？
你道嘉和这一思索，又如何了得。原来，世上凡如嘉和一般性情的人，轻易是必不可动疑心的，不动则可，一动便移了根本。
就这样，嘉和摇摇移移，恍兮格兮，魂无所依，大夜弥天之时，幻知幻觉之中，竟来到了那飞来峰下了。
峰峦或再有飞来，坐山门老等；
泉水已渐生暖意，放笑脸相迎。
飞来峰，对着灵隐寺，高未超过二百米，怪石洞壑，遍布满山。有人算过，在这长不过一里有余、宽又不到半里的方圆之间，竟有佛像一百五十三龛，四百七十余尊。嘉和自小到大，到灵隐不知来过多少次，来来回回地路过飞来峰，那些雕像，数来数去的，也从来没有数清过。看看这个又看看那个，到底也不知该在哪尊石峰下站定为好。不过大人小孩，最喜欢的还是冷泉南侧的那尊南宋造像——布袋弥勒。嘉和的脚，不知不觉地就移向了那里。他摸出口袋里刚才点过蜡烛的火柴，划出一点星火，举起来，除了方寸之间，什么也看不见——是的，黑暗太大了。这样大的黑暗，真是嘉和一生中从来也没有遇到过的，他只能默默地站在原地，想像着布袋和尚的样子。
听说这个布袋和尚还有一番来历，原名叫契比，浙江奉化人氏，终身荷一布袋云游四方，后来就成了弥勒佛的化身而供人膜拜，杭人都叫他"哈啦菩萨"，对面灵隐大殿里，就供着一尊呢。
在印象中，飞来峰上的石雕哈啦菩萨，乃是嘉和看到的这里所有的雕像中最大的一个了。听人说他有九米高，但是看上去他却一点也不笨拙。在如此的黑暗中，嘉和想像着他那袒胸露腹、欢眉大眼、喜笑颜开、包容万物的大石脸。嘉和还能清晰地看到——不是用眼、而是用心灵看到布袋和尚一只手拿着布袋、另一只手拈着一串佛珠的样子。那串佛珠，仿佛正在江南的斜风细雨之中，微微摇晃，闪着湿光。而两旁十八罗汉，又是各具着什么样的神态，又是怎么样地相互关照，浑然一体的啊。嘉和想起了杭人常常拿来作为座右铭的一副对联——它往往就分立在布袋和尚的雕像前：大肚能容容天下难容之事；开口便笑笑世上可笑之人。
突然，他被黑暗压得一下子喘不过气来——他顿时就蹲倒在地，按住胸口。他心如刀绞，万箭穿胸。他不能想像，如果明天早上，倭寇杀进佛地，如果倭寇要抢走布袋和尚手里那串挂着集日月精华之露的佛珠，那布袋和尚依旧笑嘻嘻地敞开肚子说——大肚能容容天下难容之事吗？然后，将是由谁来开口便笑，笑那世上的可笑之人呢？
嘉和不由眼冒金星，肝肠寸断。他蹲着，忍受着心痛，一声不吭，却听到一个声音说："怎么啦，是不是受风寒了？"
嘉和没有回答他，许久，他觉得好些了，才站了起来。见那说话的人黑影憧憧的，依旧站在他面前，嘉和的声音便变得像这个寒夜一样冰凉了。
"没事。"他说。
那人又说："我是看你从大殿里出来，就跟在你后面，一起出来的了。"
"你也在这里？"嘉和想平静一些，但声音里却有了探寻。
那听话的又是何等聪明之人，便道："她们母女两个都进了基督教青年会，我刚巧是到良山门一带办事，眼看着日本人烧进城里来，跟着一群难民，就撤到了这里。"
"没烧死人吧？"
那声音停顿了一下，才回答说："你怎么不问一问你家的茶庄有没有被烧？"
嘉和也停顿了一下才说："没人喝茶，茶有何用？"
那声音苦笑一声说："厩焚，子朝归，曰：伤人乎？不问马。杭嘉和虽然做了商人，依旧是儒家本色。读书时习的，至今还能身体力行，不佩服是不行的。"
嘉和与李飞黄，要说起来，民国十八年在西湖博览会桥上相遇之后，似乎就再也没有打过照面了。这倒不仅仅是因为这位李君竟娶了嘉和的前妻方西冷为夫人。事实上，自毕业之后，杭嘉和与李飞黄就各自走了各自的道。当年陈揖怀听到李、方二人的结合时，曾上门来告嘉和，且说："我从此必定和李飞黄这家伙一刀两断，再不认这个同学。"
"这又何必。"嘉和说："我与西冷分手在前，他们结合在后，他们有缘，碍卿底事？"
陈揖怀连连跺脚道："杭兄此言差矣，他哪里是为了他和西冷的那点缘分，他是冲了方西冷的爹呢。你和西冷不和，他背地里多少次当着我面叹你愚笨，不会用你那个大舅和你那个岳父，还说他要有你那份背景，不知会混出什么样的天地来。"
嘉和想了想，竟不知道说什么才不失分寸。西传与李飞黄结婚，乍一听说他也吃惊。后来一想，此二人虽出身、地位、家庭背景各个不同，但说到性情，却是十分地相近，都是心里藏着那么许多的疙疙瘩瘩小块垒，每日只为了要弄平它们，睁开眼就动心思忙到黑。正因如此，李飞黄如此聪明一个人，虽也混到了副教授，竟也再做不了大学问，总想走了捷径，跃了龙门才好。原本一个好好的媳妇，从小对门住着，家里开着酱铺，还是裹了小脚的，娶来做了几年老婆，孩子没生下一个，就自己上吊死了。他哭得死去活来，哭得都不像一个读书人。陈揖怀嘴损，却说那老婆明明是被他通死的，却来演一场好戏给谁看。场面上有几个人知道李飞黄为人？都道他道德文章做得好，杭州城里一块牌子，这块牌子恰好拿来骗了西冷。西冷自嫁了一次商人，以为一失足成千古恨，偏偏就要嫁一学者的了。如今也算是遂了心愿。哎，萝卜青菜，各有所爱吧，嘉和说："人以群分，他们走到一起，那是他们同声气投，强似我们。"
陈揖怀说："我哪里是为了方西岸？她虽与你夫妻一场，她这个人的聪明心机，我比你看得还要清楚。说实话，你们结婚时我来喝喜酒，就看出你们走不到头的架势来了。她端着酒杯，一副当仁不让的样子，以为把你操纵得团团转呢。她这就是不懂你了，日后就埋了伏笔。如今她和李飞黄，各自想拳经，倒也是一对。只是可惜了你那女儿。在这种人手里，只怕以后吃苦头的。"
听到这个，嘉和心就缩了起来。女儿，他不敢想，他是真舍不得。可就是这么一声声地在心里念叨着舍不得的时候，女儿却就那么舍出去了。
这么想着，脚步就不知不觉地往前移着，嘉和想了起来，问道："揖怀也在庙里，你去看了吗？"
"看是去看了，只是流了那么多的血，只有进气没有出气的人了，哪里还认得我？我也是心里闷，没有着落，不知这仗再这么打下去，我们下半世做人的出路还在哪里。出来透透气，就见着了你也在我前面。我就想起你我三人当年出来建设新村的事情。也不知都锦生这么一家大厂，如今怎么办呢？"
李飞黄亦叹亦忆的感慨中，仿佛不经意地拉出一个都锦生，旨在回忆当年他们几个人少年意气之时的交情，由此便把自己和嘉和拉近了，甚至成功地使嘉和都没有在意他当年并没有真正出来建设什么新村的事实了。
他停顿了一下，发现嘉和并没有表现出不能接受往日友情的样子，便加重了感情分量，说："十多年前，我们都还是有多少志气的人，五四时候，举着标语，上街烧烧日货之时，哪里会想到真的会有今日！嘉和，我近日常想，选择了做学问这条路，恐是我一生的大错了。不要说成就一番大事业，就是做人求得性命，也是件朝不保夕之事了。"
李飞黄那么说着，自己就先被自己说得感动起来。他是最能营造气氛渲染环境的，这一点竟也有些女里女气，和西冷也是最相似的了。嘉和从前心里最不能见的就是他的这点造作。但今日飞来峰下，听这男人的啼嘘声，突然就使他的心软了下来，横在他们面前的那个女人浓郁的影子，一时竟也就淡淡地化去了。
有人从他们身后扔石头，划过身边，飞过涧，碰在什么硬物上，又弹了回来，声音清晰的，就掉进了涧里。嘉和喝了一声："谁？"俄顷，有一少年应答："是我。"嘉和听出来了，那是杭汉。便又问他半夜三更扔什么石头，杭汉说他睡不着，出来看看天，又听人说前面那尊石像是杨连真伽，常有人来扔石头砸他，这才跟在后面如法炮制的。
"你们这是要学张岱啊，可惜砸错了对象。"李飞黄说，"这是多闻天王，四大金刚之一。夜里你看不出来，他手里拿着宝幢，豹头环眼，许多人不知道，当他杨连真伽来打。上回我来灵隐，还见了庙里借人用铁蔡黎把它给蒙了起来，你可不要砸错对象了。"
"那真正的杨连真伽石像呢？"杭汉就问。
"早就被张岱砸了扔进厕所了。"
嘉和知道李飞黄专攻晚明史，这段掌故倒也是不会有错的。原来南宋亡后，元世祖忽必烈就任命杨连真伽为江南释教总统，集江南教权一身。这个杨连真伽，残害百姓，狐假虎威，这倒也不去说他。最最集天人共债的一条，是他竟然挖了南宋皇帝的陵墓， 还建了一座塔，把他们的骨骸压在塔下。这就弄得人神同怒了。
偏偏这个杨连真伽还想着流芳百世，竟在飞来峰上为自己造像，意欲永垂不朽。等到明末清兵大举人侵之时，人们很清兵，就如前朝恨元兵一般的了。故而，山阴文人张岱来此，对那石像验明了正身，当然就不会放过了。砸碎了石像不说，还把石像头扔进了茅坑。谁料想，千劫万难到如今，这杨连真伽，又勾起了人们对日本兵的仇恨，且又阴差阳错地把那多闻天王当了杨连真枷，又为后世留下了一段轶事。
嘉和拍拍侄儿的肩膀，说："这种事情，偶尔为之，倒也不失性情。"
杭汉自小在嘉和身边长大，把嘉和当了亲爹一样恭敬，他立刻明白嘉和的意思了。这是他们杭家男人特有的交流方式，不明白的人，断断听不出那话里面的许多的微言大义。比如这一句"偶尔为之倒也不失性情"的评价，到底是褒是贬呢？恐怕只有汉儿听出来了，这分明还是阻止的意思了。汉儿甚至能够听出来伯父不会说出口的那句话——要杀就杀真正的活强盗，这种动作，到底还是小儿科的。
这么想着，心里不免又沮丧，便过溪，沿一条隐隐约约的小路，拾阶而上。前面不远处有四角亭一座，杭汉就在这里停了下来。他知道，伯父是肯定会跟上来的。在这样的不祥之夜，这个受了强烈刺激的少年，有一场根本的对话需要进行。
果然，不大工夫，杭汉便见嘉和伯父从小径中出现。伯父一向身轻如烟，走路说话都少有响声。有时在家中走廊上，杭汉会见着伯父在前面走着，竹布长衫下摆极轻微地颤动着，配着脚下的不动声色的青砖，飘飘荡荡地远去了，那才叫"此时无声胜有声"呢。杭汉便时有纳闷，他自己是习了拳术的，知道轻功非一日之劳，可是从未听说过伯父习过轻功啊。在背面看到的是伯父的轻，从正面看到的是伯父一脸肃穆，恰恰又是心事重重的人了。杭汉是个爱在心里琢磨的少年，时间长了，竟把伯父给琢磨出来了。他想，伯父那是在努力地把人做得举重若轻啊。
家里的老人都在私下里说，嘉和不像爹，更像早已过世的那个大管家茶清，不过没有吴茶清的"煞克"罢了。杭人形容人性情厉害，有这么一个专有名词。那么嘉和倒真是和那"煞克"无缘的了。人家说到嘉和，便说杭家门里大少爷最好商量。如此说来，嘉和却又有天醉的影子了。
暗中见了伯父上来，后面没有跟着那饶舌的李飞黄，杭汉就松了一口气，突然虎跃而起，就在原地，耍了一套南拳。地方小，杭汉就打得缩手缩脚，嘴里发出的暗吼声却响。满山的石头菩萨，想是亦都在屏气倾听，城里的火光如映也如晦了，把伯侄两个，时不时地从暗无天日中衬出一个人形来。
杭汉一套拳术完了，松了形体，依旧站在原地，也不说一句话。嘉和这才说了："你这套拳配了这个亭子，最好。"
原来竟也是十二分地巧了，这亭，原是南宋绍兴十二年间清凉居士韩世忠所建。老杭州人，几乎没有不知道岳飞的战友新王韩世忠和他的夫人——那擂起金山战鼓的巾帼英雄梁红玉的，至今杭州城，尚有一条斯王路呢。
只是待到斯王建此亭时，抗金大势已去，岳飞被害于风波亭刚借过了六十六天。故，韩世忠在此特建一亭，又命了他那才十二岁的公子韩彦直刻了题刻一块在此，题曰：绍兴十二年，清凉后土韩世忠因过灵隐，登览形胜，得旧基建新亭，榜名"翠微"，以为游息之所，待好事者。
明眼人谁不知这其中的欲盖弥彰，原来这亭名就是直接取自于岳飞的《登池州翠微亭》——
经年尘土满征衣，特特寻芳上翠微。
好水好山看不足，马蹄催乘月明归。
新王韩世忠，是在以自己特有的方式纪念岳飞呢。杭汉知道这个典故，所以也能明白伯父何以言说他这套拳配这个亭好。然而拳打得再好又能怎么样？古来就有如岳飞一般的大元帅，浑身的武艺加一颗忠心赤胆，到头来还不是仰天长啸"天日昭昭"而死。何况千年之后的他——一个无声无息的小民百姓。
杭忆走后，杭汉一直感到委屈。夹在老弱病残者中，苟且偷生似地逃到这灵隐山中来，杭汉一路上都有一种大错位的感觉。他不能够明白，自己这么一个平时从来不烧高香的人，这会儿临时来抱什么佛脚。因为羡慕或者干脆可以说是忌妒着抗忆，他就几乎恨起那个灰眼睛的女郎来了。什么留下我有用？分明就怀疑我是日本奸细嘛。越想越气，才喊出了口，倒挨了母亲一个耳光，还问我到底是谁生的。不问倒还可以，一问杭汉就更委屈。你说我是谁生的，是那个名叫杭嘉平的人生的吗？怎么他倒把我们给扔下不管了呢？
这么想着，杭汉便说："我早知道英雄无用武之地，我就不那么下功夫练了。我这不是等闲白了少年头空悲切吗？"
嘉和扶着杭汉的肩膀坐下，说："你急什么，日本强盗还不够你打啊？只怕到时候要用你时你又不在了呢！"
杭汉身板笔直，两只手握了拳头样，搁在膝上，把头低了下去，沉默片刻，像小孩一样委屈地声明："我是中国人。"
"谁说你是日本人？"嘉和轻轻打了一下侄儿的脖子，"真该让你妈扇你耳光。你爹不是姓杭？你不是姓杭？"
不说这话倒还不要紧，一说，杭汉突然就涌出眼泪来。一边哭着，一边就恨自己堂堂一条汉子竟会女人一样，就为自己丢脸。那么哭着，恨着自己，他就只好站起来，发着狠劲又来了一套南拳。这一次他也不顾地方小不小了，放开手脚，从亭里就打到了亭外。亏得夜半三更，他竟然还没有掉下山去，也是菩萨保佑了。
杭汉这一举动的确反常，倒叫嘉和看出了澳跷，用手轻轻地一拦，杭汉就定住了。
． "说，有什么事藏在心里了？"嘉和声音就阴沉了下来。
黑暗中伯侄二人又对峙了一会儿，然后侄儿就说："说就说，妈在大殿里哭呢，凭什么我要为她守密！"
听杭汉说出这样一句话来，嘉和未曾听下文，就先打了一个寒颤。
"你们还动不动地就说我是谁生的，可是他早就不要我们了。"
嘉和拍了拍杭汉的肩膀，叹了一声才说："本来是想过了这一阵，再把这件事情告诉你的。你该为你妈多担待一些才是，哪里还轮得到你发牢骚啊？"说着就下山往寺．里走去，倒把一腔委屈的杭汉给说愣了，说惭愧了。
其实叶子知道，一旦儿子杭汉发现了嘉平的那些信，她的秘密就再也守不下去了。儿子可不像她，一守就守了几年。叶子缩在天王殿那尊手执降魔材的护法天尊韦驮神像下，心烦意乱地想。
韦驮面朝大雄宝殿，威武雄壮，英气焕发，就像是佛界中的白马王子。叶子看着它想：嘉平就是这种样子，这么帅，这么滞洒，这么一心一意地冲着前方，爱起人来把人爱死，忘起人来也把人忘死。嘉平啊，要说过日子，和嘉和比起来差远了。父亲说得对，他是一个无所畏惧的人，他不怕死，也不怕抛下别人往前走。叶子和杭家的两个兄弟从小一起长大，以后又作为杭家媳妇，在杭家大院里度过了青春。叶子比别人都更明白了，在智勇上，两兄弟并不能比出多少高下来。但是嘉平的那种与生俱来的向外传递自己精神的能力，却是嘉和没有的。嘉和正是那种任劳任怨的男人，活着得受人的劳，得受人的怨，得受人的苛求。嘉和纵然心里有二十分，表现出来的也只有十分，甚至十分也不到。他就像是一座浮在海上的冰山，人们看不到那沉在海底的三分之二。那么果然用山来比较这两兄弟，弟弟嘉平，就是一座随时可能喷发的不定期的火山了。当嘉平有十分、并老老实实地向外展示那十分的时候，他却能够让人领略到二十分。他站在那里，把他那赤子的情怀向大家一展，人们便会像中了魔法一般地集中在他的身边。男人便不由自主地崇拜他，女人则不由自主地爱上他。他做任何出格的事情，都是可以有理由解释的。即便是现在，她杭嘉平的媳妇叶子，于兵荒马乱之中，独自躺在大庙下，她也不怨嘉平食言。
此时，叶子躺着，和嘉草一起，盖着一床薄被。嘉草折腾了半宿，这才刚刚安静下来，睡着了，正在梦里母子相见呢。叶子就看着韦驮佛像前的那副对联——立定脚跟，背靠山头飞不去；执持手印，眼前佛面即如来。那年她到灵隐来烧香时，僧人告诉她，整一个灵隐寺，就这个用整块香樟木雕成的韦驮是最古老的，从南宋传来的，八百年前的神物。叶子看着看着，