Chapter 16 The Fifteenth Burial of the Immortal Ma Xiucai Sending the Bereavement of His Parents Kuang Tongsheng to Do His Filial Piety

It is said that Mr. Ma Er was about to kneel down to ask for a lottery in Dingxian Temple, when a person behind him called out, Mr. Ma Er, Mr. Ma Er looked back, the man looked like a fairy, and hurried forward to salute: "Students don't know that Mr. is here. I don't want to welcome you. But I have never met you before, so why do you know the student's surname is Ma?" The man said: "'Is there anyone in the world who doesn't know the king'? Since you have met an old man, you don't have to ask for a signature. Let's go to my apartment to talk with you." Mr. Ma Er Said: "Where is Zun's residence?" The man pointed out: "It's not far from here." At that moment, he took Mr. Ma Er's hand and walked out of Dingxian Temple, but it was a flat road without a single stone. In a moment of effort, he has arrived at the gate of Wu Xiangguo Temple.Mr. Ma Er was puzzled: "So there is such a shortcut! I took the wrong direction." He was also puzzled: "I'm afraid it's the way of gods shrinking and flying into the clouds. I don't know." When he came to the gate of the temple, the man said: "This is the way. My apartment, please come in and sit down."

Unexpectedly, there is a huge place behind Wu Xiangguo's hall, and there is also a garden. There are five buildings in the garden, and the windows on all sides look at the river and the lake.The man lived upstairs, invited Mr. Ma Er to go upstairs, and sat down with courtesy.The man had four long followers, neat and tidy, all dressed in silk and satin clothes, each wearing a pair of new boots, and came up to carefully offer tea.The man ordered to prepare the meal, and they all agreed to go down.Mr. Ma Er raised his eyes and saw that there was a piece of paper stuck in the middle of the building, on which was written a quatrain poem in twenty-eight characters the size of an ice tray:

Nandu has been traveling here for many years, but now he is no more romantic than the old days. The lakes and mountains are muddy and rogue, waving hands and singing across the ten continents. The last line reads "Tiantai Hong Hanxian Title".Mr. Ma Er has read "Gangjian" and knows that the Nandu was the work of Emperor Gaozong of Song Dynasty. Qu Yi calculated that it has been more than three hundred years, and he is still here today, no doubt he must be a god.Because he asked, "Is this excellent work the old man's?" The fairy said: "Hanxian is a cheap name. Occasionally, it is not worth watching. If you like to look at sentences, there was a fellow Futai here a while ago." , Fantai, and all of you in charge of singing a poem on the lake to ask for advice." Then he took out a scroll.Mr. Ma Er let go of it and saw that they were all written by the parties involved. Each handed out a poem, all of which were seven-character regulated poems, chanting the scenery on the West Lake, and the book was fresh.When the rice was served, there was a large plate of rotten mutton, a large plate of bad duck, a large bowl of ham and shrimp balls, and a bowl of clear soup. Although it was a light meal, it was so lively.Mr. Ma Er was still full, and because he didn't want to disappoint the immortal, he ate as much as he could and left the guy.

Hong Hanxian said: "Mr. has enjoyed a great reputation for a long time, and the bookstore is always inviting you. Today, I come to this temple to ask for signatures in my spare time." I gave away dozens of gold, but it was used for a friend’s business. Now I come here, although I live in a bookstore, but I don’t have any articles to choose. Ask for a lottery in this fairy temple, and ask if there is a chance to make a fortune. Whoever wants to meet the old man has already said that he has already broken his mind, so there is no need to ask for this lottery." Hong Hanxian said: "It is not difficult to get rich, but it takes a lot of money. Take a step back and make a small fortune, okay?" Mr. Ma Er said: "As long as you get rich, it doesn't matter how big or small! I just don't know what the old man is saying?" Hong Hanxian pondered for a while, then said: "It's okay, Now I am sending some things to Mr., you can take it to the next place to try it out. If it is valid, then ask me to get it; if it is not relevant, don’t discuss it.” After entering the room, he took out one beside the bed The bun came to be opened, there were a few pieces of black coal in it, and he handed it to Mr. Ma Er and said: "You take this thing to the next place, light a fire, take a jar and put it on top, and look at it as something. Come talk to me again."

Mr. Ma Er then said goodbye to Hanxian and went back to the next place.Sure enough, a fire was lit in the evening, and the jar was closed, and the fire slammed for a while, and the jar was poured out, and it turned out to be an ingot of fine silk pattern silver.Mr. Ma Er was so overjoyed that he dumped six or seven pots in a row, and poured out six or seven ingots of large grain silver.Mr. Ma Er was puzzled and didn't know if it was available, so he fell asleep that night.In the early morning of the next day, I went to the money shop to look at it. The money shop said it was full of grain silver. Then I exchanged it for thousands of dollars and took it back to my place. Mr. Ma Er took the money and rushed to Hong Hanxian's place. Thanks.Hanxian came out to welcome him and said, "What happened last night?" Mr. Ma Er said, "It's really a magic trick of the Xian family!" In this way, he told Hanxian how much silver to pour out, and Hanxian said: "Morning! I'm here There are still some, Mister will try again." He took out another steamed stuffed bun, which was three or four times bigger than before, and gave it to Mr. Ma Er.Keep it for dinner again, don't come back.Mr. Ma Er lived in the lower place for six or seven days in a row, and every day he burned the furnace and poured out the silver.Mr. Ma Er was so happy that he kept them there one by one.

One day, Hanxian came to ask to speak.Mr. Ma Er came.Han Xiandao: "Sir, you are from Chuzhou, and I am from Taizhou. They are close to each other. They were supposed to be counted as Sangli. Today, a guest came to visit me. You and I should be regarded as cousins. We will have some communication in the future. We must not miss it." "Mr. Ma Er said: "May I ask who is this distinguished guest?" Hanxian said: "It is the third son of Hu Shangshu family in this city. The young master has money and ringworm, and he thinks more is better, he wants to learn my method of "burning silver". At present, he can spend ten thousand gold as the cost of burning medicine. But this requires a middleman, sir, he knows his name , Kuang chooses in the bookstore, there are people who can be traced, he can rest assured. Now that we have met and made an appointment, after seventy-seven forty-nine days, he will become a "silver mother", and all copper and tin If you light it, it becomes gold, more than tens of millions. I can’t use it, and I will bid farewell to the mountain at that time, and the husband will get this ‘silver mother’, and the family will be well-off from now on,” Mr. Ma Er saw him If you don't believe in such magical skills, sit down and wait for Mr. Hu to come.The third son was traveling with Hanxian, so he asked Mr. Ma Er: "What is your name in your hometown?" Hanxian said: "This is my brother, and it is the "Three Subjects of Mocheng" selected by Mr. Ma Chunshang, who is posted in every bookstore. "The third son Hu changed his appearance to meet each other, and sat down with a salute.The third son raised his eyes and saw that the immaculate figure is imposing, the luggage is gorgeous, the four elders are taking turns to offer tea, and Mr. Ma is selected as his closest relative, he is very happy and relieved.Sit for a while and go.

The next day, Hanxian and Mr. Ma Er returned to Baihu Mansion in a sedan chair, and Mr. Ma Er sent a newly selected ink scroll. The third son kept it for half a day and then returned to the next place.Immediately, the housekeeper of the Hu family came to issue two invitation cards: one for Uncle Hong and one for Master Ma.The post reads, "Tomorrow there will be a dangerous small gathering in Huting, waiting for advice! Hu Zhen please order." The person who held the post said: "The master of the family pays homage to the grandpa, and the banquet is set in the garden next to the Huagang Yushu Building in West Lake. Master Ma will be early tomorrow." Hanxian accepted the post.the next day.The two came to Huagang in a sedan chair, the gate of the garden was wide open, and Mr. Hu San waited there first.Two tables of wine, one play, one day of eating, Mr. Ma Er sat on the table, thinking that Zhao the day before yesterday was alone watching others eat the banquet, and I happened to be here today.Mr. Ma Er used up the very rich wine and snacks at the moment. Mr. Hu San agreed to invite him to come home to write and sign the contract in three to five days.First exchange 10,000 silver, and ask Hanxian to make medicine, and please stay in the alchemy room.The three of them decided that when the banquet was over in the evening, Mr. Ma Er would go back to Wenhan Tower in a sedan chair.

For four days in a row, no one came to invite Hanxian, so he went to see him.As soon as he entered the door, he saw the attendants flustered and asked why. Hanxian fell ill and his symptoms were serious. The doctor said that his pulse was not good, so he refused to prescribe medicine.Mr. Ma Er was startled, and hurried upstairs into the room to have a look.He was dying and could not lift his head up.Mr. Ma Er had a good heart, so he stayed here with him, and he didn't go back at night. After more than two days, that silly fairy died of his lifespan.Those four people panicked and ransacked their apartment. They only got four or five pieces of silk and satin clothes that were worth a few taels of silver, and the rest had nothing, and several boxes were empty.These few people are not long-term followers, but a son, two nephews, and a son-in-law. At this time, Mr. Ma Er listened and worried for him.At this time, there were not enough coffins to buy.Mr. Ma Er had a conscience, so he rushed down to fetch ten taels of silver, and took care of them. His son watched and cried, and his nephew went to the street to buy a coffin.

Mr. Ma Er said: "You Lingyue is a post-immortal, who is more than three hundred years old this year, why did he suddenly die again?" The son-in-law said, "Joke! He is only sixty-six years old this year, what is three hundred years old! Thinking of his old man, he just doesn't keep his duty, is used to playing tricks, finds money and wastes it, and now he ends up like this. Mr. to tell you the truth, we are all businessmen, we lose business and do this with him It's just a matter of fact, he has gone straight now, we are tired of begging and returning home, let's talk about it!" Mr. Ma Er said: "There are packs of 'black coal' in the bedside of his old man, and he started to burn them. When it is poured, it is silver." The son-in-law said: "What is 'black coal' there! It is silver, which is blackened with coal! After the furnace is fired, the true color of the silver will appear. It was originally made to deceive people. After that, it's useless." Mr. Ma Er said: "There is another point: if he is not a god, how come he didn't recognize me when he first saw me in Dingxian Temple, so he knew my surname is Ma?" Son-in-law Said: "You are in trouble again. He came out of Pianshiju Fushi that day and saw you sitting in the bookstore reading a book. The bookstore asked your surname. You said that I was written or something. He knew it. A god from the world! Mr. Ma Er suddenly realized: "He originally made friends with me to deceive Mr. Hu. Fortunately, the Hu family is lucky and can't count." He thought again: "What did he do to me? I should be grateful to him." When I came back, I waited for him to bury him, pay back the rent in the temple, and asked his feet to be carried outside the Qingbo Gate.Mr. Ma Er prepared a gift paper money, sent it to the house, and saw that it was built with bricks.For the rest of the money, those four people will do the round trip, thank you for not going.

Mr. Ma Er came back from the funeral, and still went to Chenghuang Mountain to have tea.Suddenly, a small table was added beside the tea tray, and a young man was sitting and deciphering calligraphy.Although the young man was thin and small, he still had some energy; he was also weird, with a writing plate, pen and inkstone in front of him, and a book in his hand.Mr. Ma Er was surprised, and pretended to tear down the characters, and walked closer to see, it turned out to be his newly selected "Three Subjects Cheng Mo Chi Yun".Mr. Ma Er actually walked to the table and sat down on the bench. The young man dropped the article and asked, "Is it for tearing down the characters?" "Sit down, please. I'll get some tea." He poured a bowl of tea into the tea room, brought it to Mr. Ma Er, and sat down with him.Mr. Ma Er saw that he was so cute, and asked: "Brother, what is your surname? Are you from this city?" The young man saw that he was wearing a square scarf again, so he knew that he was a friend in the school, so he said, "The late student's surname is Kuang, not from this city." He was born in the city and lived in Yueqing County, Wenzhou Prefecture." Mr. Ma Er saw that he was wearing a shabby hat and a single cloth dress, which was very ragged, so he said: "Brother, you are hundreds of miles away from home. You can't find a lot of money in this way, and you can't even make a living. How old are you this year? Do you have parents and wives in your family? I think you are so studious, and I think you are also a scholar." The boy said: "The late student is twenty-two years old this year. He has never married a wife. Both parents exist in the family. He also went to school for a few years since he was a child, but his family was poor and unable to study. Last year, he followed a customer who sold firewood to the provincial capital. Keeping accounts in the firewood shop, I don’t want customers to lose their capital and can’t go home, so I live here. A man from my hometown came the day before yesterday and said that my father was sick at home, and now I don’t know how to live or die. It’s so painful.” , The tears fell like beans.

Mr. Ma Er was really sorry, and said: "Don't be sad. What do you mean by Zun Zun?" The boy stopped his tears and said: "The late student is called Kuang Jiong, and his name is Superman. I haven't asked Mr. Xianxiang for your name." Mr. Ma Er Said: "You don't need to ask, the article you read just now, the one on the cover of Ma Chun is me." Hearing this, Superman Kuang bowed hurriedly, kowtowed his head, and said: "Wansheng is really 'I have eyes but don't know Mount Tai'! Mr. Ma Er quickly returned the gift, and said: "Don't be like this soon, I met you by chance, gentle and fleshy. There will be a limit to this writing at night, why don't you accept it, elder brother, and talk to me down here?" Kuang Chao said humanely : "This is the best. Please sit down, sir, and wait for me to collect the things." Immediately, I collected the pens, inkstones, paper plates, made a bag and carried them on my back, sent the same table and stool to the opposite temple, and went to Wenhan Building with Mr. Ma Er . Mr. Ma Er went to Wenhan Building and opened the door and sat down.Mr. Ma Er asked: "Brother, do you still want to study and make progress in your heart at this time? Do you still want to go home to see your grandfather?" When Kuang Chaoren asked this question, he shed tears again, and said: "Sir, I am short of food and clothing now, so what money do I need to study and improve? This is impossible. It’s just that my father is sick at home. A place to die!" Mr. Ma Er persuaded: "Never do this. Just a little bit of filial piety from you, even the world will be moved. Just sit down, and I will pack up the food and eat with you." Now let him have dinner , and asked again: "For example, elder brother, how much travel do you need to go home now?" Kuang Chao said humanely: "Sir, how much more can I talk about? I only take a boat by water these few days, and when I get to the dry road, do I have to go home?" Still want to sit in a sedan chair? Carry your luggage and go, even if you miss two meals, as long as I go to my father, I will die in peace!" Mr. Ma Er said: "This is also possible. You stay with me for a night tonight, Discuss slowly." At night, Mr. Ma Er asked again: "How many years have you been studying at that time? Has the article ever been completed?" Kuang Chao said humanely: "It has been completed." Mr. Ma Er smiled and said to him: "I am Boldly come up with a topic, you write an article, and I will see that you can learn from your writing. Does this make it?" Kuang Chao said humanely: "I am going to ask the teacher for advice, but it doesn't make sense, sir, stop laughing." Mr. Ma Er said: " Say what you said, I will come up with a question, and you will do it tomorrow." After finishing speaking, he came up with a question and sent him to sleep over there.The next day, Mr. Ma Er didn't wake up, and his article was delivered to a halt.Mr. Ma Er said happily: "You are diligent and agile, respectable and respectable!" After reading the article, he said: "The article is talented, but the reasoning is lacking." He pressed the article on the table and lit it with a pen. , From the beginning to the end, I told him a lot of false and true, hesitant and implicit methods.He made a donation to go.Mr. Ma Er said: "Don't panic. You are not a long-term plan here. I will send you back." Kuang Chao said humanely: "If you are funded, just lend one tael of silver." Mr. Ma Er said: " Otherwise, once you get home, you need some capital to support your parents so that you can study hard. I actually gave you ten taels of silver here. You go back and do some business, and ask the doctor to see your elder's illness." Immediately He took out twelve taels of silver from the box, found an old padded jacket and a pair of shoes, and handed them to him, saying, "Take the money home. The shoes and clothes may be cold on the road, so wear them sooner or later." Superman took the clothes and money, and exchanged tears: "Mr. Meng loves each other so much, how can I repay it! I want to worship as a brother, and I will take care of things in the future. It's just bold, I don't know if the elder brother will accept it?" Mr. Ma Er was overjoyed, he received two bows from him immediately, and bowed to him twice again, and became brothers.Leave him upstairs, pack the vegetables, and farewell for him.While eating, he said to him: "My dear brother, listen to me. Now you go back, serve your parents, and always focus on writing and career. In this world, except for this, there is no second thing to get ahead. Don't talk about fortune-telling , Demolition of characters is inferior, that is, teaching halls and acting as curtains. It is not the end. It is just that if you have the ability to enter the school, win the Juren and Jinshi, you will immediately honor your ancestors. This is what it says in the "Book of Filial Piety" It is great filial piety to show your relatives and make a name'. There is an old saying: "There is a golden house in the book, there are thousands of millet in the book, and Yan Ruyu in the book." Now what is a book? It is us My dear brother, when you go back to take care of your parents, you always focus on doing business. Even if the business is not good and the support is not good, don’t mind, you always focus on writing. The sick father, sleeping on the bed , had nothing to eat, and sure enough, when he heard your voice reading the article, his heart blossomed, he knew that he was sad, and he felt better, and it was clear that there was no pain there. This is Zengzi’s "cultivation of ambition". If the luck is bad, he will never succeed For example, I was born with a natural talent, and later, as an instructor, I also asked for an edict for my parents. I am incapable of everything, and I am getting old. Brother, you are young and Yingmin, you can listen carefully to the words of Brother Yu , plan to meet each other in official career in the future." After finishing speaking, he went to his bookshelf again, carefully examined several articles, stuffed them into his cotton-padded jacket and rolled them up, and said: "This is all good, you can read it." At home to see his father, he had to say goodbye with tears. Mr. Ma Er held hands with him and went to the old place of Chenghuang Mountain to pick up the bedding, then sent him out of Qingbomen, and sent him to the river boat. Farewell to the city. Kuang Chaoren crossed the Qiantang River and wanted to take a boat from Wenzhou.Seeing a boat going, he asked, "Can you take people with you?" The boatman said, "We are sent by Mr. Fuyuan to board Zheng's boat, and we don't take people with us." Kuang Chaoren was waiting to leave with his luggage on his back. An old man with white beard in the boat window said: "Boss, it's fine for single guests to bring them, and you can buy wine and eat." The boatman said: "Since the father ordered, guests, come up." He disembarked.Kuang Chaoren put down his luggage, bowed to his father, and saw three people in the cabin: Old Zheng was sitting in the middle, his son was sitting next to him, and a guest from another mansion was sitting here.Father Zheng returned the gift and asked him to sit down.Kuang Chaoren is a well-behaved man, he doesn't use force on the boat, he doesn't move by force, and he just calls him "Daddy".Mr. Zheng was very happy and asked him to eat with him if he had a meal. There was nothing wrong with the boat after dinner. Father Zheng said: "Nowadays, people's feelings are poor, and people who study are not filial to their parents. This Wenzhou surname is Zhang, and three of his brothers are scholars. There was a quarrel at home, and the quarreling father was in a hurry and went to the government. His two brothers spent money in the government and county, but made a false pity petition for his father, and the case was dismissed. Fortunately, a student from the school The old teacher insisted on being upright, and went through our lord's yamen, and your lord agreed, and sent me to Wenzhou to bring this criminal." The guest said: "This is brought up to verify the facts. There are not all the lords in the prefecture and county. Obedience?" Father Zheng said: "If you find out the truth, you have to participate in the trial!" Hearing this, Kuang Chaoren sighed in his heart: "The rich are not filial to their parents, and poor people like me can't be filial to their parents. It's really unfair!" Two days later, when he went ashore, there was a drought, and he thanked Father Zheng.Father Zheng didn't ask him for any meal money, so he thanked him again.Xiao Xing stayed overnight all the way, came to his village, and saw the door of his house.Because of this, there are different teachings: