Chapter 3 Cai Wei

one In the past six months, for some reason, even the old people's home has not been very peaceful. Some of the old men are also whispering to each other, running in and out very vigorously.Only Boyi (2) was the least mindful of other things. When autumn came, he was too old to be afraid of the cold, so he sat on the steps all day long and basked in the sun. Even when he heard hurried footsteps, he never raised his head to look up. "Brother!" As soon as I heard the voice, I knew it was Shu Qi.Boyi was always the most courteous, so before he raised his head, he stood up and waved his hand, meaning to invite his brother to sit down on the steps.

"Brother, the situation doesn't seem to be going well!" Shuqi sat down side by side, panting, his voice trembling. "What's the matter?" Boyi turned his face to look at it, and saw that Shu Qi's pale face seemed to be even paler. "You have heard about the two blind men who escaped from King Shang (3)." "Well, a few days ago, San Yisheng (4) seemed to mention it. I didn't pay attention." "I visited today. One is Tai Shizhen, the other is Shao Shiqiang, and they brought a lot of musical instruments (5). I heard that there was an exhibition held a few days ago, and the visitors were all 'tsk-tsk-like',— —But it seems that the army is going to be mobilized here.”

"Using troops for musical instruments is against the way of the ancient kings." Boyi said slowly. "It's not just for musical instruments. Didn't you hear that Shang Wang Wudao cut off the foot bones of a person who crossed the river in the morning and was not afraid of the cold water? Look at his bone marrow and dug out the heart of Prince Bigan to see if it has seven orifices? (6 ) It was still a rumor before, but when the blind man arrived, it was confirmed. Moreover, it also proved the old chapter of the Shang Dynasty. The old chapter should be conquered. But I think that the following offenses are not in line with the way of the previous kings. ..."

"Recently, the pancakes are getting smaller day by day, and it seems that something is going to happen," Boyi thought for a while and said. "But I think it's better for you to go out less, talk less, and practice your Tai Chi every day!" "Yes..." Shuqi replied half-heartedly. "Think about it," Boyi knew that he was not convinced, so he continued. "We are guests, and we stay here because of Siboken's pension (7). Of course we shouldn't say anything when the pancakes are getting smaller, but we shouldn't say anything even if things break out."

"Then, we have become pensioners for retirement." "Better talk less. I don't have strength to listen to these things." Boyi coughed, but Shuqi didn't speak anymore.As soon as the cough stopped, everything was silent, and the sunset at the end of autumn shone brightly on the two white beards. two However, it is not calm, but it always grows up. Not only does the pancake get smaller, but the flour also gets thicker.The people in the nursing home whispered even more, only the sound of cars and horses was heard outside, and Shuqi liked to go out more, although he didn't say anything when he came back, but his uneasy look made it difficult for Boyi to relax: he seemed to feel that this A bowl of stable rice is about to become unsteady.

In late November, Shuqi got up early as usual to practice Taijiquan, but he went to the yard, listened to it, opened the door of the hall, and ran out.When about ten cakes were baked, he ran back angrily, his nose was red from the cold, and white steam was blowing out of his mouth. "Brother! Get up! Troops are dispatched!" He stood in front of Boyi's bed respectfully with his hands down, and said loudly, his voice a little rougher than usual. Boyi was afraid of the cold, so he was reluctant to get up so early, but he was very friendly. Seeing that his brother was in a hurry, he gritted his teeth, sat up, put on his leather robe, and slowly put on his pants under the bed.

"I was just about to practice boxing," Shuqi said while waiting. "But I heard horses and horses walking outside. When I hurried to the main road to see it—as expected, it was here. First of all, it was a big white-colored sedan chair, which should be carried by eighty-one people. There was a wooden master inside. The one above is "The Spirit of King Wen of the Great Zhou Dynasty"; all the soldiers behind him. I thought: This must be the time to attack Zhou. The current King of Zhou is a filial son, and if he wants to do great things, he must lift King Wen to the front. After looking at it for a while, I ran back, and unexpectedly, there was a notice posted on the wall of our nursing home..."

After Boyi's clothes were put on, the two brothers felt a burst of cold air when they walked out of the house, and quickly tightened their bodies.Boyi didn't move around very much, and when he stepped out of the gate, he looked a little fresh.After a few steps, Shuqi pointed at the wall, but there was really a big notice (8): "According to the present king Zhou of Yin, he used the words of the post woman to cut himself off from the sky and destroy the three Zheng, from the king's parents and brothers.It is to abandon the joy of its ancestors; Right voice, Yi said woman.Therefore, I will send it out today, and Wei will be punished by heaven.Master Mianzai, no more,

No three!This shows. " After the two finished reading, they walked towards the main road without making a sound.I saw that the side of the road was crowded with people, and they couldn't get through.The two said "excuse me" from behind, and the people looked back and saw two white-bearded old men, so they hurriedly moved away according to King Wen's order to respect the old men, and let them go to the front.At this time, the wooden master at the head had long been out of sight, and all the soldiers walking past were row after row of soldiers, and it took about three hundred and fifty-two pieces of cakes to bake. The Han flag (9) is like a five-color cloud.Then came the soldiers, followed by a large group of civil and military officials riding tall horses, surrounded by a prince with a purple sugar face and beard, holding a yellow ax in the left and a white oxtail in the right, majestic: this is exactly "respectful punishment from heaven" Zhou Wangfa (10).

The people on both sides of the road were all in awe, no one moved, no one made a sound.In Baijing, he was not wary of Shuqi, but he dragged Boyi straight up, got through several horse heads, grabbed King Zhou's bit, and shouted with his neck straight: "I don't bury my father when he dies, but instead mobilizes troops, is it called 'filial piety'? Can a subject be called 'benevolence' if he wants to kill his master?"..." At the beginning, the people on the side of the road and the generals in front of them were all frightened; even the tail of the white ox in King Zhou's hand was crooked.But as soon as Shu Qi said four sentences, there was a clattering sound, and several big knives were cut off from their heads.

"Stay!" Everyone knew that it was Jiang Taigong's (11) voice, so they dared not listen, so they quickly stopped the knife, and saw that it was also a fat, round face with white beard and white hair. "Where are the righteous men? Let them go!" The generals immediately took back their knives and put them in their belts.On the one hand, four soldiers came up, stood at attention respectfully to Boyi and Shuqi, raised their hands, and then carried one of them with them, and walked towards the side of the road.The people quickly moved out of the way and let them go behind their backs. After reaching the back, the soldiers stood at attention respectfully again, let go of their hands, and pushed hard on the backs of the two of them.The two only yelled "Aya", and staggered around a foot (12) away, before falling to the ground with a thump.Shuqi was fine, he was supported by his hands, and only his face was covered with mud; after all, Boyi was older, and his head happened to hit a stone, and he passed out. three After the army passed by, they could no longer see anything, so they changed directions and surrounded Boyi who was lying down and Shuqi who was sitting.Some of them knew them and told people on the spot that these were the two elder sons of Lord Guzhu in western Liaoxi. Because they abdicated, they fled here together and entered the nursing home set up by the former king.This report aroused the admiration of the crowd, so they knelt down and tilted their heads to look at Shuqi's face, some went home to make ginger soup, some went to inform the nursing home, and told them to lift the door to pick him up. After about one hundred and three or four big cakes were baked, the status quo remained the same, and the spectators gradually dispersed; after a long time, two old men came hobbling over with a door panel, There is also a layer of straw on it: this is the old rule of respecting the elderly set by King Wen.As soon as the board was placed on the ground, there was an empty sound, and Boyi suddenly opened his eyes: he woke up.Shu Qi uttered a cry of surprise, helped the two men gently lift Boyi onto the door panel, and carried him into the nursing home; he followed beside him, holding onto the hemp rope hanging from the door panel. After walking sixty or seventy steps, I heard someone shouting in the distance: "Hey! Wait a minute! Ginger soup is here!" It looked like a young lady was running towards this side with a crock pot in her hand, probably afraid that the ginger soup would be spilled, she didn't run very fast. quick. Everyone had to stop and wait for her arrival.Shuqi thanked her for her kindness.Seeing that Boyi had woken up by himself, she seemed a little disappointed, but after thinking about it, she advised him to drink it anyway to warm his stomach.But Boyi was afraid of spicy food, so he refused to drink it. "How can I do this? It's made with eight-year-old ginger. No one else can produce something like this. There is no one in our family who likes spicy food..." She was obviously a little unhappy. Shuqi had no choice but to take the earthen jar, and persuaded Boyi to take a sip and a half of it, and there was still a lot left, so he said that he was also suffering from stomachache, so he drank it all.With red eyes, he respectfully praised Jiang Tang's strength, and after thanking the wife for her kindness, this big dispute was resolved. When they returned to the nursing home, they didn't have any remaining illnesses. On the third day, Boyi was able to get up, although there was a large lump on his forehead—but he had a bad appetite.Officials and citizens are unwilling to give them detachment, and often send some disturbing news, either official newspapers or news.At the end of December, I heard that the army had crossed Mengjin, and all the princes arrived.Soon, he also sent the original copy of King Wu's "Tai Oath". (13) This is a special banknote for nursing homes, lest their eyesight be dazzled, so each word is written as big as a walnut.But Boyi was too lazy to read it, and only listened to Shuqi recite it aloud, and there was nothing else. It seems that I have broken my heart. There are also many legends: some say that Zhou Shi went to Muye and fought with King Zhou's soldiers, killing them all over the field, blood flowing into rivers, and even wooden sticks floated like grass stalks on the water; (15) some However, although King Zhou had 700,000 soldiers, he did not actually fight. When he saw Jiang Taigong coming with a large army, he turned around and opened the way for King Wu. (16) Although these two legends are slightly different, they seem to be true after winning the battle.Afterwards, I heard from time to time that the treasure from Lutai, the white rice from Juqiao (17), was brought in, which further proved the truth of victory.The wounded soldiers came back one after another, as if they had fought a big battle.All wounded soldiers who can barely move around usually sit in teahouses, hotels, barbershops, and other people's eaves or doorways, telling stories about the war. No matter where, there are always a group of people listening to him with joy.When spring came, it no longer felt so cold in the open air, and I often spoke vigorously at night. Both Boyi and Shuqi had indigestion, and they couldn't finish the pancakes they deserved every meal; they went to bed as soon as it got dark, but they couldn't fall asleep.Boyi was just tossing and turning, and Shuqi felt irritable and sad when he heard it. At this time, he would get up again, get dressed, go for a walk in the yard, or practice a set of Tai Chi. There was a night with stars and no moon.Everyone was sleeping quietly, but there were still people chatting at the door.Shuqi never eavesdropped on people's conversations, but this time for some reason, he stopped in his tracks and turned his ears sideways at the same time. "Damn King Zhou, as soon as he was defeated, he ran to Lutai," said the wounded soldier who was probably returning. "Damn it, he piled up the treasures, sat in the middle by himself, and lit the fire." "Ah, what a pity!" This was clearly the voice of the gatekeeper. "Don't panic! I only burned myself to death, but the treasure was not burned. Our king took the princes and entered the Shang Kingdom. Their people greeted them in the suburbs, and the king asked the adults to greet them and said: 'Good luck!' They They all kowtowed. They kept going in, but they saw two large characters on the door: 'Submin'. The king's car went straight to Lutai, found the place where King Zhou committed suicide, and shot three arrows..." "Why? Are you afraid that he is not dead?" asked another person. "Who knows. But after shooting three arrows, he drew out his light sword and cut it, and finally took the yellow axe. Crack! Cut off his head and hang it on the big white flag." Shu Qi was taken aback. "After that, I went to find the two concubines of King Zhou. Huh, they were all hanged already. The king shot three more arrows, drew his sword, and chopped them. Then he took the black axe, cut off their heads, and hanged them. On the little white flag. In this way..." (18) "Are those two concubines really beautiful?" The gatekeeper interrupted him. "I don't know. The flagpole is high and there are many people watching. I was still in pain at that time, so I didn't squeeze close to see it." "They say that the one named Daji (19) is a vixen, only two feet are not human, so they are wrapped in cloth strips: really?" "Who knows. I didn't see her feet either. But there are a lot of women over there who make their feet look like pig's hooves." Shuqi was a decent person, when he heard that they were talking from the emperor's head to the woman's feet, he frowned, covered his ears, and ran back into the room.Boyi was still not asleep, and asked softly: "Have you gone to practice boxing again?" Shuqi didn't answer, walked over slowly, sat on the edge of Boyi's bed, bent down, and told him what he just heard.After that, both of them were silent for a long time, finally Shuqi sighed with difficulty, and said quietly: "Unexpectedly, King Wen's rules were completely changed... You see, it is not only unfilial, but also unbenevolent... From this point of view, the food here is unbearable." "So, what should I do?" Boyi asked. "I think it's better to go..." So the two discussed a few words, and decided to leave the nursing home early tomorrow morning, not to eat the big cakes from Zhou's family; they didn't take anything with them.The two brothers went to Mount Hua together and ate some wild fruits and leaves to send their dying years away.Besides, "Heaven has no relatives, and is always with good people" (20), or there may be such things as Cangzhu and Poria. After making up my mind, my heart is very relaxed.Shu Qi repeatedly undressed and lay down, and not long after, he heard Boyi talking in his sleep; he also felt very interested, and seemed to smell the fragrance of Poria cocos, and then fell into a deep sleep in the fragrance of Poria cocos. Four The next day, the two brothers woke up earlier than usual. After washing and grooming, they didn't bring anything. In fact, they didn't have anything to take with them. They only had an old sheepskin robe, which they still wore, and they took a stick, and left After eating pancakes, I pushed them for a walk, and walked out of the gate of the nursing home; thinking in my heart, I will be farewell from now on, so I seem to be a little nostalgic, and I turned my head to look a few times. There were not many people on the street; all I met were sleepy women drawing water from the well.Near the outskirts, the sun has risen, and more people are walking. Although most of them look up and feel complacent, when they see them, they still give way as usual.There are also more trees, and new shoots are sprouting on the unknown deciduous trees, which look like gray-green light smoke at a glance, with pines and cypresses sandwiched between them, which still look very green in the haze. Eyes full of openness, freedom, and good looks, Boyi and Shuqi felt as if they had grown younger, their steps were easy, and their hearts were also very comfortable. In the afternoon of the second day, they came across several forked roads, and they decided not to decide which one to take, so they checked an old man who was walking on the opposite side, and asked him kindly. "Oh, what a pity," said the old man. "If you had been earlier, you would have run with the team of horses that passed by earlier. Now you have to take this road first. There are many forks in the road ahead, so ask again." Shuqi remembered that at noon, they did encounter a few scrap soldiers, driving a large number of old horses, skinny horses, lame horses, and skinny horses, rushing up from behind and almost trampling them to death. Ask the old man what the horses are going for. "Don't you know?" replied the man. "Our king has already 'respectfully performed the punishment of heaven', and there is no need to mobilize the people, so he put the horse at the foot of Huashan. This is 'returning the horse to the sun of Huashan', do you understand? We are still 'herding cattle to peaches' Lin Zhiye' (21) miles! Scary, this time everyone really wants to eat peace." However, it was actually a bucket of cold water, which caused both of them to shudder at the same time, but they remained calm, thanked the old man, and walked towards the road indicated by him.Reluctantly, this "returning horses to the sun of Huashan Mountain" actually trampled their dreams, and made the two people's hearts feel a little up and down from then on. I was apprehensive, so I didn't say anything, but I still left. At dusk, I approached a low loess hill with some woods and a few earthen houses on it. They agreed on the way to stay here for the night. There were still a dozen or so steps away from the foot of Tugang, and five burly men sprang out of the forest, with white cloth on their heads and rags in their clothes. The leader was holding a big knife, and the other four were all wooden sticks.Once at the foot of the hill, they lined up, blocked the way, nodded respectfully together, and shouted loudly: "Hi, sir!" They both took a few steps back in fright, Boyi trembled, and Shuqi was more capable, so he simply stepped forward and asked who they were and what was the matter. "The villain is the King of Huashan, Xiao Qiongqi (22)," said the one with the knife, "I have brought my brothers here, and I would like to ask you to give me some road money!" "We have money there, Your Majesty." Shuqi said politely. "We came out of a nursing home." "Ah!" Xiao Qiongqi was taken aback, and immediately respected him, "Then, you two must be the 'big elders in the world' (23). The little people also follow the teachings of the old kings and respect the old very much, so we must Please keep some souvenirs..." Seeing that Shuqi didn't answer, he waved his sword and said in a raised voice: "If you still want to be humble, then the villains will have to respectfully search the sky and pay homage to your old Your body is too expensive!" Boyi Shuqi immediately raised his hands; a man with a wooden stick came to untie their leather robes, cotton jackets, and small shirts, and searched them carefully. "Two paupers, really have nothing!" He turned his head with a look of disappointment on his face, and said to Xiao Qiongqi. Xiao Qiongqi saw that Boyi was trembling, so he went up to him, patted him on the shoulder respectfully, and said: "Old man, please don't be afraid. The Shanghai school will 'skin pigs' (24), we are civilized people, we don't do this stuff. We don't have any souvenirs, so we have to count ourselves as unlucky. Now you just need to get out of here." Already!" Boyi had no words to answer, and he didn't even have time to put on his clothes. He and Shuqi took big steps, looked at the ground, and ran forward.At this time, five people were already standing beside them, making way for them.Seeing them walking in front of them, they respectfully lowered their hands and asked in unison: "You're gone? Haven't you had your tea?" "Don't drink, don't drink..." Boyi and Shuqi walked away and said, nodding their heads continuously. Fives "Returning horses to Huashan Zhiyang" and the king of Huashan, Xiao Qiongqi, both made the two righteous men afraid of Huashan, so they discussed again, turned north, begged for food, took a night trip, and finally arrived at Shouyang Mountain (25). This is indeed a good mountain.Neither high nor deep, no big forests, no worries about tigers, wolves, and robbers: it is an ideal place for seclusion.The two of them went to the foot of the mountain to have a look, and they saw tender green leaves, the land was golden, and some small red and white flowers bloomed in the weeds. It was really pleasing to look at.They were full of joy, lit the mountain path with their sticks, and went up step by step. They found a rock protruding above it, which looked like a cave, and sat down, wiping their sweat and panting. At this time, the sun had already set in the west, and the tired birds returned to the forest, chirping and chirping. It was not as quiet as when they went up the mountain, but they felt that it was still fresh and interesting.Before he spread the sheepskin robe and was about to go to bed, Shu Qi took out two big rice balls and ate a full meal with Boyi.This is the remnants of food they begged for along the way, because the two had agreed that "not to eat millet for the week", so they had to start implementing it after entering Shouyang Mountain, so they ate it that night, and from tomorrow onwards, they must stick to the doctrine and never eat it. Accommodate. They were woken up early in the morning by the crow, and then fell asleep again, but it was already morning when they woke up.Boyi said that his back was sore and his legs were sore that he couldn't stand up; Shuqi had to walk around alone to see if there was anything to eat.After he walked for a while, he found that the mountain was neither high nor deep, and there were no tigers, wolves or thieves. Although it was its strong point, it also had its shortcomings: Shouyang Village was just below, so not only old people or women chopping firewood often appeared, And there are children who come in to play, and they can't find any edible wild fruits, probably they have picked them long ago. He naturally thought of Poria.But although there are pine trees on the mountain, they are not ancient pine trees. It seems that there may not be poria cocos on the roots;Then he thought of Cangzhu, but he had only seen the root of Cangzhu, he didn't know the shape of the leaves, and he couldn't pull up the grass all over the mountain to have a look, even though Cangzhu was growing before his eyes, he couldn't recognize it.As soon as my heart became irritable and my face was hot, I scratched my scalp randomly. But he immediately calmed down, and seemed to have an idea, and then he walked to the side of the pine tree, picked a bag full of pine needles, found two stones by the stream, smashed off the green bark of the pine needles, washed them, and smashed them finely It was like bread, so I found another thin piece of stone, and took it back to the cave. "Third brother, do you have any 26? I've been gurgling for a long time because of my hunger." Boyi asked as soon as he saw him. "Brother, there is nothing. Try this thing." He picked up two stones nearby, set them up, put pine needles on them, gathered some dead branches, and lit a fire underneath.It took a lot of time to hear the creaking of the wet pine needles, but there was also a little fragrance, which made the two of them swallow.Shu Qi was so happy that he smiled, this is the way Jiang Taigong heard it at the birthday feast when he went to pay his respects on his eighty-fifth birthday. After it becomes fragrant, it foams. Seeing that it dries gradually, it is just a piece of cake.Shuqi wrapped his hands with the sleeves of his leather robe, and brought the stone piece to Boyi with a smile.Boyi blew and bent, and finally he broke off a corner and quickly stuffed it into his mouth. The more he chewed, the more he frowned, straightened his neck and swallowed a few times, then spit it out with a loud wow, looked at Shu Qi as if complaining and said: "Bitter...rough..." At this time, Shuqi really seemed to be in a deep pool, with no hope left.Shakingly, he also bent a corner, and chewed it, but it really didn't look like it was edible: bitter...rough... Shuqi suddenly lost his spirit, sat down and lowered his head.But still thinking, struggling to think, as if climbing out of a deep pool.Crawling and crawling, only forward.Finally, it seemed that he had become a child, still Mr. Guzhu's eldest son, sitting on the nanny's lap.This nanny is a countryman, and she is telling him stories: Huang Di beat Chi You, Dayu captured Wu Zhiqi, and country people ate weeds in famine years. He remembered how he asked Wei Cai again, and he had seen this thing on the mountain.He suddenly felt that he had strength, and immediately stood up, stepped into the grass, and searched all the way. Sure enough, these things were not too small. After walking less than a mile, I took off half of my pockets.He still washed it in the stream before taking it back; he still used the stone slices on which the pine needle noodles were baked to roast the weeds.The leaves turn dark green as they ripen.But this time, he didn't dare to respect his elder brother first, so he picked up a plant, put it in his mouth, closed his eyes, and just chewed. "How is it?" Boyi asked anxiously. "Fresh!" The two came to try the roasted weed with a smile; Boyi ate two more pinches because he was the eldest brother. From then on, they picked weeds every day.In the past, Shuqi went to pick it alone, and Boyi cooked it; later, Boyi felt stronger and went out to pick it.There are also more methods: Wei soup, Wei soup, Wei sauce, stewed Wei, stewed Wei buds in original soup, raw and sun-dried tender Wei leaves... However, the welts near the ground are gradually exhausted. Although the roots remain, it is difficult to grow for a while, and we have to travel a long way every day.After moving a few times back home, the result was still the same.Moreover, it became increasingly difficult to find a new residence, because it required a lot of weeds and a nearby stream. Such a convenient place was really rare on Shouyang Mountain.Shuqi was afraid that Boyi would be too old and would suffer a stroke, so he tried his best to persuade him to sit at home and still cook alone, and let himself pick weeds alone. After Boyi Xun gave way for a while, he agreed, and since then he has been more at ease. However, there are people on Shouyang Mountain. He has nothing to do, and his temper has changed. From silent to talkative, he can't help but strike up a conversation with the child , and talk to the woodcutter.Maybe it was because of a moment of joy, or because someone called him an old beggar, but he actually said that the two of them were the sons of Mr. Guzhu in western Liaoning, he was the eldest, and the other was the third.In Japan, my father said that he would pass on the throne to the third child, but after his death, the third child would definitely give up to him.He obeyed his father's order, saved himself trouble, and escaped.Unexpectedly, the third child also escaped.The two met on the road, and they came together to find Xibo, King Wen, and entered the nursing home.Unexpectedly, the current king of Zhou actually "killed the king with his ministers", so he had no choice but to flee to Shouyang Mountain without eating Zhou millet, and eat wild vegetables to survive... When Shuqi found out that he was blamed for talking too much, it had already spread. Law saved.But I didn't dare to complain about him; I just thought in my heart: my father refused to pass on the position to him, but I couldn't help but say that he had some good eyesight. Shuqi's prediction was not bad: the result was very bad, not only the village often talked about them, but also people who went up the mountain to see them.Some treat them as celebrities, some as monsters, and some as antiques.They even followed to see how to pick, surrounded to see how to eat, gesticulated, and asked questions, which made people dizzy.And you need to be humble when dealing with it. If you are a little careless and frown, it is inevitable that someone will say "lose your temper". However, public opinion is still positive.Later, even the lady and wife came to see it, and they shook their heads when they went home, saying it was "not good-looking", and they were fooled. Finally, Xiao Bingjun (27), the first-class expert in Shouyang Village, was attracted.He was originally the godson-in-law of Daji's uncle, who was making sacrificial wine (28). Knowing that the fate would return, he brought fifty carts of luggage and eight hundred servants to join the Ming Lord.It's a pity that a few days before the meeting in Mengjin, the soldiers and horses were busy, and it was too late to arrange them properly, so they left him forty carts of goods and seven hundred and fifty servants, and gave him two hectares of fertile fields under Shouyang Mountain. Study gossip in the village.He also likes to engage in literature. Everyone in the village is illiterate and doesn't understand the introduction to literature. Make a book of poems. However, after talking, he shook his head as soon as he got into the sedan chair, and when he returned home, he was quite angry.He thought those two guys couldn't talk about poetry.The first is poverty: How can one make good poems when one has no time to make a living?The second is "something to do", which loses the "honesty" of poetry; the third is that there are discussions, which loses the "gentleness" of poetry. (29) What is especially debatable is their character, which is full of contradictions.So he said categorically and resolutely: "'Under the whole world, is it the land of the king' (30), isn't the Wei they are eating, not our holy one!" At this time, Boyi and Shuqi were also losing weight day by day.This is not for busy entertainment, because the number of visitors is gradually decreasing.The trouble is that the weeds have gradually decreased, and it takes a lot of effort and a lot of walking to find a handful every day. However, misfortunes never come singly.When it fell into the well, another big stone came from above. One day, the two of them were eating roasted weed, and it was not easy to find, so the lunch was already in the afternoon.Suddenly came a woman in her twenties, whom she had never seen before, looking at her, she seemed to be a maid in a wealthy family. "Did you eat?" she asked. Shuqi raised his face, smiled quickly, and nodded. "What is this thing?" she asked again. "Wei." Boyi said. "How do you eat something like this?" "Because we don't eat Zhousu..." Just as Boyi said it, Shu Qi quickly gave him a wink, but the woman seemed to be very smart and understood.She sneered, and then she said firmly and decisively: "'Under the whole world, is it the land of the king', isn't the weed you are eating from our sage!" (31) Boyi and Shuqi heard it clearly, and at the end of the sentence, it was like a big thunderbolt, shaking They fainted; when they regained consciousness, the crow's head was gone.Wei, of course, didn't eat it, and couldn't eat it anymore, and she was shy even to look at it, and couldn't lift her hand even to move it away, as if it weighed hundreds of catties. six The woodcutter accidentally found Boyi and Shuqi huddled together and died in the cave behind the mountain, about twenty days later.It's not rotten. Although it's thin, it can be seen that it didn't die long ago; the old sheepskin robe was not padded, so I don't know where it got it.As soon as the news spread to the village, a large number of people who came to see it were stirred up, coming and going, and making noise until night.As a result, a few troublesome people buried them with loess on the spot, and they also discussed erecting a stone tablet with a few words carved on it, so that it can be used as a historic site later. However, no one in He Village could write, so he had to ask Mr. Xiao Bing. However, Xiao Bingjun refused to write. "They don't deserve me to write," he said. "They're all dicks. It's okay to come to the nursing home, but I don't want to be detached; it's okay to come to Shouyang Mountain, but I still want to write poems; it's okay to write poetry, but I still want to publish it." Feeling, unwilling to keep one's place, 'art for the sake of art'. You see, such a poem is permanent: go to the west mountain to pick its weeds, robbers to replace robbers, I don't know what's wrong. Shennong Yuxia All of a sudden, where will I go? Alas, die, doomed bad luck! "Look, what is this? Poetry is what is gentle and honest. Their things are not only 'resentment', they are almost 'swearing'. There are no flowers, only thorns, and it is not good, let alone only scolding. Even if you let go of literature Talk about it, they left their ancestral property, they are not filial sons, and they are here to ridicule the government, and they are not like a good citizen...I will not write!..." The illiterate people didn't quite understand what he was talking about, but when they saw the menacing voice, they knew it must be against him, so they had no choice but to let it go.The funeral of Boyi and Shuqi has come to an end. However, when enjoying the cool summer night, they sometimes talked about their affairs.Some said he died of old age, some said he died of disease, and some said he was killed by robbers who snatched sheepskin robes.Later, someone said that he probably died of starvation on purpose, because he heard from Sister Ajin (32), the crow head in Jun Bing’s mansion: Ten days before this, she went up the mountain to ridicule them, fool Always has a big temper, probably got angry, and gave up eating Sarai, but only one of Sarai died by himself. So many people admire Sister Ah Jin very much, saying that she is very smart, but some people blame her for being too mean. Sister Ajin didn't think Boyi Shuqi's death had anything to do with her.Naturally, it was true that she went up the mountain to make a few jokes, but it was just a joke.Those two idiots lost their temper, so they stopped eating weed, which is also true, but they didn't die, which brought a lot of luck. "God's heart is good," she said. "When he saw their Sarai, who was dying of hunger, he ordered the doe to feed them with her milk. You see, isn't this a great blessing? There is no need to plow the fields or chop wood, but just sit and The deer milk will be delivered to your mouth every day. But the bastard doesn’t know how to praise, the third child, what’s his name, he has to make progress, and drinking deer milk is not enough. He drank deer milk and thought to himself,' This deer is so fat, if you kill it to eat, the taste must not be bad.” While slowly stretching out his arms, he went to get the stone flakes. I didn’t know that deer is a psychic thing, it already knows people’s thoughts , and immediately fled away. God also hates their greedy mouths, and told the doe not to go there from now on. (33) You see, don’t they have to starve to death? It’s there for my words, but for their own greed, greedy!  … ..." People who heard this story sighed deeply at the end of the day, and for some reason, even their shoulders felt a lot lighter.Even though I still think of Uncle Boyi sometimes, I seem to see them squatting under the stone wall, opening their white-bearded mouths, desperately eating venison. Made in December 1935. (1) This article has not been published in newspapers before it was included in this book. (2) Regarding Boyi and Shuqi, there is the following record in "Historical Records Boyi Biography": "Boyi and Shuqi are the second sons of Lord Guzhu. The father wanted to establish Shuqi, and his father died. Shuqi let Boyi. Boyi said "Father's order." Then he fled. Shuqi also refused to stand up and fled. The people of the country set up his son. So Boyi and Shuqi heard that Xibo Changshan was good at old age, and he went back to Yan. And finally, Xibo died. King Wu Zaimu The lord, named King Wen, defeated Zhou in the east. Boyi and Shuqi knocked on their horses and remonstrated, saying: "Father is not buried when he dies, and if he goes to war, is it filial piety? Is it benevolence to kill the king with ministers?" Said: "This is a righteous man." Helped him away. King Wu has pacified the chaos of Yin, and Zhou was the ruler of the world, but Boyi and Shu Qi were ashamed of him. Righteousness does not eat Zhou millet, and hides in Shouyang Mountain, picking weeds and eating them. When he was hungry and dying, he wrote a song, and his speech said: "Climb to the west mountain, and pick its weeds. I don't know what is wrong with violence. Shennong Yuxia suddenly disappeared, and I returned home in peace? I am here, and I am destined. Declined!' Then he died of starvation on Mount Shouyang." (3) Shang Wang refers to Shang Zhou, surnamed Zi and named Shou, who was the last emperor of the Shang Dynasty. (4) San Yisheng was a hero in the early Zhou Dynasty.At the end of the Shang Dynasty, he returned to Xibo (King Wen of Zhou), and later he defeated Zhou like King Wu. （5）关于太师疵和少师强，《史记·周本纪》载：“纣昏乱暴虐滋甚，杀王子比干，囚箕子；太师疵、少师□（强）抱其乐器而奔周。”太师、少师都是乐官名。据《周礼·春官》郑玄注，凡担任这种官职的，都是盲人。 （6）关于纣王砍脚、剖心的事，《尚书·泰誓》有如下记载：“今商王受……□（斫）朝善之胫，剖贤人之心。”《太平御览》卷八十三引《帝王世纪》：“帝纣□朝善之胫而视其髓。”又《史记·殷本纪》也记有比干被剖心的事：“纣愈淫乱不止。……比干曰：'为人臣者，不得不以死争。'□强谏纣。纣怒曰：'吾闻圣人心有七窍。'剖比干，观其心。” （7）西伯肯养老西伯即周文王姬昌；商纣时为西伯，死后谥为文王。《史记》的《周本纪》和《伯夷列传》都说“西伯善养老”。《周本纪》说他“笃仁、敬老、慈少”。 （8）大告示《史记·周本纪》载武王率师渡过盟津以后，曾发布誓师辞，即所谓《太（泰）誓》。这里的“告示”，除首尾“照得”“此示”数字外，都是《太誓》的原文。“毁坏其三正，离□其王父母弟”，意思是毁坏了天、地、人的正道，抛弃他的祖辈和弟兄不用。 （9）九旒云罕旗《史记·周本纪》载武王克商后举行祭社典礼，有“百夫荷罕旗以先驱”的记载；南朝宋裴骃《集解》说：“蔡邕《独断》曰：'前驱有九旒云罕。'”据《文选·东京赋》薛综注，云罕和九旒，都是旌旗的名称。 （10）周王发即周武王姬发，文王之子。《史记·周本纪》记有武王出兵的情形：“武王即位，太公望为师，周公旦为辅。……九年，武王上祭于毕，东观兵，至于盟津，为文王木主，载以车，中军。武王自称太子发，言奉文王以伐，不敢自专。……是时，诸侯不期而会盟津者，八百诸侯。诸侯皆曰：'纣可伐矣。'武王曰：'女（汝）未知天命，未可也。'乃还师归。居二年，闻纣昏乱暴虐滋甚，……于是武王遍告诸侯曰：'殷有重罪，不可以不毕伐。'乃遵文王，遂率戎车三百乘，虎贲三千人，甲士四万五千人，以东伐纣。”又以下记牧野誓师时情形，有“武王左杖黄钺（黄斧头），右秉白旄（白牛尾）”的句子。 （11）姜太公即姜尚。《史记·齐世家》说文王在渭水之滨遇见姜尚：“与语大悦，曰：'自吾先君太公曰：“当有圣人适周，周以兴。”子真是邪？吾太公望子久矣！'故号之曰'太公望'。”文王死后，他佐武王灭纣，封于齐。 （12）周尺一丈约当现在的七市尺。 （13）关于周师渡盟津，《史记·周本纪》载：“十一年十二月戊午，师毕渡盟津，诸侯咸会。”按盟津亦名孟津，在今河南孟县南。武王伐纣，由陕西进入河南，在此渡过黄河，至朝歌近郊牧野，击败纣兵，便占领了纣的都城朝歌（故城在今河南汤阴县）。 （14）“自弃其先祖肆祀不答”等语；见《史记·周本纪》：“二月甲子昧爽，武王朝至于商郊牧野，乃誓。……王曰：'古人有言，“牝鸡无晨。牝鸡之晨，惟家之索。”今殷王纣维妇人言是用，自弃其先祖肆祀不答，昏弃其家国，遗其王父母弟不用。'”按小说中所说的《太誓》，应为《牧誓》；《尚书·牧誓》作：“昏弃厥肆祀弗答，昏弃厥遗王父母弟不迪。” （15）关于牧野大战的情况，《尚书·武成》中有如下的记载：“甲子昧爽，受率其旅若林，会于牧野。罔有敌于我师，前徒倒戈，攻于后以北，血流漂杵。” （16）关于纣兵倒戈的事，《史记·周本纪》中有如下的记载：“帝纣闻武王来，亦发兵七十万人距武王。武王使师尚父与百夫致师，以大卒驰帝纣师。纣师虽众，皆无战之心，心欲武王亟入。纣师皆倒兵以战，以开武王。” （17）鹿台和巨（钜）桥，都是商纣的仓库。前者贮藏珠玉钱帛，故址在今河南汤阴朝歌镇南；后者贮藏米谷，故址在今河北曲周东北古衡章水东岸。《史记·殷本纪》：“帝纣……厚赋税以实鹿台之钱，而盈钜桥之粟。” （18）关于纣王自焚和武王入商等情形，《史记·周本纪》中有如下的记载：“纣走反入，登于鹿台之上，蒙衣其殊玉，自燔于火而死。武王持大白旗以麾诸侯，诸侯毕拜武王，武王乃揖诸侯，诸侯毕从；武王至商国，商国百姓咸待于郊，于是武王使群臣告语商百姓曰：'上天降休！'商人皆再拜稽首，武王亦答拜。遂入，至纣死所，武王自射之，三发而后下车，以轻剑击之，以黄钺斩纣头，县大白之旗；已而至纣之嬖妾二女，二女皆经自杀。武王又射三发，击以剑，斩以玄钺，县其头小白之旗。” （19）妲己商纣的妃子。《史记·殷本纪》：“帝纣……好酒淫乐，嬖于妇人，爱妲己，妲己之言是从。”武王克商，“杀己。”又明代王三聘《古今事物考》卷六：“商妲己，狐精也，亦曰雉精，犹未变足，以帛裹之。”在长篇小说中也有类似的传说。 （20）“天道无亲，常与善人”语见《老子》七十九章。又《史记·伯夷列传》说：“或曰：'天道无亲，常与善人。'若伯夷、叔齐，可谓善人者非耶？积仁洁行如此而饿死！……天之报施善人，其何如哉？” （21）“归马于华山之阳”二语，见《尚书·武成》：武王克商后，“乃偃武修文，归马于华山之阳，放牛于桃林之野，示天下弗服。” （22）小穷奇穷奇，我国古代所谓“四凶”（浑沌、穷奇、梼杌、饕餮）之一。《左传》文公十八年：“少暤氏有不才子……天下之民谓之穷奇。”小穷奇，当是作者由此虚拟的人名。 （23）“天下之大老也”原是孟轲称赞伯夷和姜尚的话，见《孟子·离娄》：“二老者，天下之大老也。” （24）“剥猪猡”旧时上海盗匪抢劫行人，剥夺衣服，称为“剥猪猡”。猪猡，江浙一带方言，即猪。 （25）首阳山据《史记·伯夷列传》裴骃《集解》引后汉马融说：“首阳山在河（黄河）东蒲坂，华山之北，河曲之中。”蒲坂故城在今山西永济县境。 （26）捞儿也作落儿。北方方言，意为物质收益。这里指可吃的东西。 （27）小丙君作者虚拟的人名。 （28）祭酒古代宴时，先由一个年长的人以酒沃地祭神，故尊称年高有德者为祭酒。汉魏以后，用为官名，如博士祭酒、国子祭酒等。 （29）“敦厚”“温柔”语出《礼记·经解》：“孔子曰：温柔敦厚，诗教也。”据孔颖达疏说，所谓“温柔敦厚”就是“依违讽谏，不指切事情”的意思；这一直成为我国封建时代文学创作和批评的一种准则。 （30）“普天之下，莫非王土”语见《诗经·小雅·北山》，“普”原作“溥”。 （31）关于伯夷、叔齐由于一个女人的话而最后饿死的事，蜀汉谯周《古史考》中记有如下的传说：“伯夷、叔齐者，殷之末世，孤竹君之二子也。隐于首阳山，采薇而食之。野有妇人谓之曰：'子义不食周粟，此亦周之草木也。'于是饿死。”（按《古史考》今不传，这里是根据清代章宗源辑本，在清代孙星衍所编《平津馆丛书》中。） （32）阿金姐作者虚拟的人名。 （33）关于鹿奶的传说，汉代刘向《列士传》中有如下的记载：“伯夷，殷时辽东孤竹君之子也，与弟叔齐俱让驿位而归于国。见武王伐纣，以为不义，遂隐于首阳之山，不食周粟，以微（薇）菜为粮。时有王糜子往难之曰：'虽不食我周粟，而食我周木，何也？'伯夷兄弟遂绝食，七日，天遣白鹿乳之。迳由数日，叔齐腹中私曰：'得此鹿完噉之，岂不快哉！'于是鹿知其心，不复来下。伯夷兄弟，俱饿死也。”（按《列士传》今不传，这是从《琱玉集》卷十二所引转录。《琱玉集》，辑者不详。宋代郑樵《通志·艺文略》著录二十卷，现存残本二卷，在清代黎庶昌所编《古逸丛书》中。）