In recent years, there was a scholar named Yan in Haining County named Yan Sheng. The family has been scholars for generations, but by his father's generation, he became a poor scholar.
Yan Sheng is born suave, unruly, always alone, and has a poor family. He is still alone until he was twenty years old.
Yan Sheng is very picky. Most women cannot catch his eyes on him. They often put down their words. In his heart, only a beauty like Xi Shi can match him.
When there is nothing to do, he likes to travel around. One day, he took some food alone to visit Tiantai Mountain . When he saw Shiliang Waterfall, he was shocked by the spectacular scene and started to recite poems with unknowingly.
Yan Sheng thought of his lonely life, and recited this poem sadly and resentfully, which was also a tribute to the mountain god.
Just as I finished reciting, a big rock on the mountain suddenly cracked, and an iron tool was placed inside.
Yan Sheng was very surprised and crawled over and pulled out the iron tool with force. It turned out to be a flute, covered with grass.
He put the iron flute in the water and carefully cleaned it, and the iron flute was suddenly shining golden. Yan Sheng likes to play these instruments, so he plays a song at will, and the sound of the flute is melodious, making people feel that sad mood when they hear it.
He couldn't help but feel happy, thinking that it was his tireless work over the years that moved the heavens and the mountain spirit gave him. So he carefully brought the iron flute back to the residence, wrapped in silk, and hid it in an sandalwood box.
If he is not a paradise, immortal, or Taoist priest , he will not show it to others easily.
The next day, Yan Sheng changed into a brand new set of clothes, rode a tall white horse, and visited the area around Qiantang River. I met an old man with gray hair and beard. Although he was old, he looked energetic.
He was wearing a big and round hat and a wide robe. He looked very inconsistent, as if he was floating in the air, but his whole body was like stepping on a cloud.
Yan Sheng felt very curious, but he felt afraid inside, so he didn't go up and chat with him.
As he walked, it was already noon. Yan Sheng felt hungry and roaring, so he went into a hotel to rest.
The old man also walked into the hotel with his eyes on Yan Sheng. He sat next to Yan Sheng, without saying a word, and did not know what he was thinking.
Yan Sheng's body was numb and felt very awkward when he was seen by the old man. He asked him if he wanted to eat something. The old man nodded; and asked him if he wanted to drink, he nodded twice again. It turned out that the old man was here to eat and drink freely.
Yan Sheng shouted to the store: "Waiter, serve some good wine and good dishes, pig trotters lamb leg , and then add some good wines such as bamboo leaves , pear blossoms, so that the old man and I can drink happily."
Although the old man is old, he is a bold person, especially able to eat, and how many people can eat each other. Yan Sheng was also a generous person. He didn't care about the money for these wine and vegetables. He added the dishes several times in the middle, and the old man swept it all.
After eating and drinking, the old man smiled satisfied, burped a few times, patted his belly and said, "I really had a happy meal today. I have been walking alone in this world for several months, and I have never had a full meal. You have feelings and loyalty, and I will remember your meal."
Yan Sheng asked his name, but he smiled but did not answer, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Yan Sheng continued to walk towards Qiantang River alone, and suddenly a mountain torrent broke out, and the waves rushed straight to Yan Sheng like a hill, and his life was in danger.
Yan Sheng was extremely frightened and fled to a high ground, but the waves continued to move upwards, and Yan Sheng was about to submerge.
He was at a loss for a moment and looked around in a hurry. Suddenly, he saw the old man rising and falling in the waves yesterday, as if he was chasing something.
Soon after, he seemed to have cut something, and the waves slowly calmed down.
I saw the old man jumping out of the water with something in his arms, and blood kept flowing downwards. The thing had patches of scales and very strange shapes.
The old man told Yan Sheng: "This is an evil dragon. Don't be afraid. It wants to eat you and steal the treasures in your bag. Now I have eliminated the evil dragon, just keep on rushing."
Yan Sheng hurriedly knelt down and thanked him, and invited the old man to walk with him.
The old man said, "We will definitely see you again!" and then broke up.
Yan Sheng saw him holding the evil dragon's head in his hand, walking as fast as a flying person, not like an elderly person at all.
arrived at Qiantang , Yan Sheng went to pay homage to the prefect Zhong Jun. Zhong Jun and Yan Sheng were old friends, and he insisted on asking Yan Sheng to enter the shogunate.
The shogunate is full of talents and the clock is warm and hospitality.
They drink a lot of alcohol every day and get along well.
One day, Yan Sheng rowed on West Lake and watched the smoke and willows on the six bridges. When he was excited, he took out the iron flute and started playing it.
The sound of the flute sounded, and for a moment, all the other sounds became silent.
Suddenly, he saw the old man rushing over yesterday and said loudly: "I know you are not stingy. Why didn't you invite me to have a meal today? I've been doing things here these days, so busy that I'm almost thirsty. After I became the old man under the moon, I returned to the empty place, alone, free and contented, and no longer have to beg for food from others, so I'll bother others. "
Yan Sheng said: "Okay!"
quickly asked the servant to buy steamed cakes, meat, vegetables, village wine and other things, and put them in front of the old man.
The old man started to eat and drink, like clouds and rain, like whale swallowed in the sea.
In an instant, all his food was swept away.
Yan Sheng said, "Old man, please feel good!"
So, he took out an iron flute to play it, and the sound of the flute sobbed and roared, just like a god playing the music of the sea.
The old man listened attentively for a long time, and then took the iron flute in his hand to appreciate it.
He said to Yan Sheng: "This iron flute is made from a fairy who collects iron. It is made of Thor fan, ignited by the wind god, and melted. If it is made of ordinary horseshoe iron and sweat-resting armor iron, it will stain your lips."
At this moment, he heard a "Ding Dong" sound, and the iron flute actually slid from the old man's hand and fell into the lake.
Yan Sheng knew that the old man was a miraculous person, so he did not show any regret at all. The old man clapped his hands and laughed, "The young master is so elegant and elegant, just like Meng Min of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the pottery fell to the ground without being shocked. I should return the treasure intact."
Then the old man stretched out a finger, recited a catchphrase to the lake water, and shouted a few times. On the water surface, a huge blue palm as big as a dustpan, holding up an iron flute on the water surface.
Seeing this, the old man said angrily: "A little god dares to offer treasures with one hand instead of two hands. If so, I will chop off your head!"
Then, he saw the man in the water holding his hands together in the water.
The old man smiled and said, "Depending on your intelligence, I will spare you for a while!"
took the iron flute, and the old man passed on Water God .
Yan Sheng picked up the iron flute and was shocked. It turned out that it was not the one he had before. The previous iron flute carved the seal script "Stone Flower", and this one carved the word "Qiongye".
So he bowed to the old man and asked, "Is there any explanation for this flute to exchange for this flute?" The old man said, "The iron flute used to be male, but now the one replaced is female.
Although their texture is the same, the sounds made are very different. In short, the treasure will eventually return to the sky. Now the world is just a celebrity for the time being and use it to match good things."
As he said goodbye, the old man said goodbye, and gradually drifted away.
Yan Sheng tried to play a song. Sure enough, the music is completely different from the former, making people feel like spring breeze, transcending the sound of the worldly flute. So he put it in a bag to store it.
The prefect has a daughter named Baoying, who is sixteen years old and has extraordinary talent.
She and her father live in Qiantang. Because she loved the beautiful scenery of West Lake, she asked her father to build a pavilion for her in the depths of the clouds and waters so that she could come here to rest frequently.
The prefect likes Baoying very much and agrees without hesitation.
Baoying was originally good at playing flutes, so he named this inn "Doulou".
Whenever the wind blows, Baoying will play the song in the breeze. The sound of the flute is melodious and moving, enough for the birds to stop and listen to Baoying's singing.
On the bookshelf of the Flute Tower, there are thousands of volumes of collections of wonderful poems and hundreds of letters.
On weekdays, Baoying loves to dress up, burns incense, and opens books to read.
Whenever the scenery of West Lake is the most beautiful, the mountains are raining and the mist like a gauze floats on the water. Baoying ordered people to prepare a boat and row into the red lotus bush in the lake, where they sing and enjoy it all night.
Sometimes on sunny nights, she would change into men's clothes, wear purple clothes, black hat, and ride a good horse to play.
Behind her, several beautiful girls of sixteen or seventeen years old, all wearing green clothes, wearing short swords, and riding horses together. Sometimes when you go deep into the jungle, you get off your horse and climb up.
Sometimes, on a steep mountain peak, recite with a back against a rock, and then draw your sword and dance like a dragon.
At that time, many tourists gathered to watch, thinking it was a fairy, and even suspected that it was a fairy like Dulanxiang and Xu Feiqiong was still stranded in the world, and no one knew that she was the daughter of the prefect.
Baoying is disgusted with noisy people by nature.
One night, she changed into a commoner, took a maid, boarded a boat, and rowed into the vast reeds of the flute.
Baoying carries an bamboo flute with her.
In the moonlight, she took out the bamboo flute and played her new song.
It is late autumn at this time, lotus has been damaged, gulls and cranes have water birds have been lying in peace.
The moonlight shines brightly on all things, and a lake of clear water is like a mirror.
The other fishing boats and wine boats are moored on the shore one by one in the vast night fog.
Baoying picked up the bamboo flute and blew it a few times. The moon and clouds seemed to be listening to the beautiful tunes.
After a while, Baoying heard the faint singing in the distance and the sound on the water surface. The singing became closer and closer, and the sound of the oars became louder and louder.
Baoying thought to herself: This place is so secluded, is anyone following you? "
Suddenly, an old man with a serious expression slowly drove the boat and said, "Miss is so elegant. Can you wield the flute to express the passion in your heart? Perhaps one or two sounds can be heard by the lady. "
Baoying smiled and handed him flute .
Who would have thought that the old man just put the flute at his mouth and was about to blow it, the flute body suddenly cracked.
Baoying was not angry, but just smiled and said, "It's just a piece of waste." "
The old man said: "Girl, do you really have no regrets? "Baoying said: "This is a material used to burn fire in the stove in the world. It can only be used to make tea, and there is no regret; only the phoenix tail bamboo in the sky is loved by people and worthy of long-term support. "
The old man said: "I'm really sorry, because I'm too hasty, I'll lose the flute. Fortunately, I went fishing last night and accidentally got a metal object when I closed the net. After careful inspection, it turned out to be an iron flute. I'm willing to give it to you as a way to compensate. "
Baoying pressed the iron flute and tried to blow it, but there was no sound.
Baoying suspected that it was made by mute iron.
The old man taught her luck, gave her instructions, and made a demonstration, and played a few songs casually.
Following the music, the fish in the lake jumped and danced. The evening breeze began at the end of duckweed, the water birds moaned, the moonlight suddenly darkened, the music ended, the lingering sound was lingering, the wind was calm, the clouds broke through the moon, it seemed that the flute was really a good flute.
"Baoying was fascinated. She gave the old man a deep gift and said: The flute was very good. I am really my master. I would like to use the pearl flowers as a meeting ceremony, and I will be your teacher to learn from you. "
The old man shook his hand and refused to accept it, saying, "If you can learn these skills just now, it is no match for anyone in the world. As for other techniques, you should have passionate seeds to discuss with you. This is a male flute, and there is a female flute in it, and the two flutes will eventually be together. Just be careful. ”
After saying that, the old man turned the bow of the boat and left.
Baoying felt very disappointed, but suddenly heard the sound of a flute coming from a distance. After
finished singing, the sound suddenly disappeared, and nothing seemed to have happened.
Baoying brought the iron flute back to the official office, love is like a treasure, and he practices playing with it all day long.
Baoying is a lady from a family and cannot stay in her door all day long. At this time, she didn't know that there was Yan Sheng in the shogunate who was good at playing the flute.
That night, the prefect held a birthday party, and Baoying wrote a new poem to celebrate his father's birthday.
She took out the iron flute and played a new song.
The prefect was very strange and asked about the origin of the Iron Di in detail.
Baoying told his father all this, and the prefect found it amazing.
At that time, Yan Sheng lived alone in the mansion. He felt very familiar when he heard the fairy music floating in the wind.
He was puzzled: "Strange, this is clearly a music played with an iron flute. But it has been taken away by the River God, how could it come back here?" After listening carefully for a while, it was indeed played with an iron flute, but he couldn't understand why. After listening to the song played by Baoying, Shengwan was fascinated and wrote a lyric according to "The Sky in the Pot". After filling in the
words, he wrote it on the green paper and recited it in the morning and evening to express his longing.
When the prefect left Yan Sheng, the enthusiasm for hospitality and the quality of supply exceeded the general staff's standards. The prefect Yan Sheng and the two of them appreciate each other, and the lyrics and verses between the host and the guest are harmonious, which is a match for each other.
One day, the prefect came to Yan Sheng's room by chance and saw the word "The Sky in the Pot" and admired it very much.
He immediately ordered someone to hold a banquet and asked the musician to play the instrument according to the rhythm, and the prefect personally made a decision to cheer him up.
Yan Sheng was very happy to hear this song, so he asked the Shutong to get the flute and wanted to play a song. When the prefect saw this flute, he felt familiar. He tilted his head and thought for a long time, and asked, "Is your flute also made of iron?"
Yan Sheng said, "It's hard to describe it. Wansheng first got an iron flute from the mountain and then changed it."
So I described to the prefect in detail the magical process of getting a flute for another flute. The prefect said, "Awesome, it's really a thing of god!"
The next day, the prefect sent someone to invite Yan Sheng and said to him, "I have a 16-year-old daughter, I want to betroth it to you."
Yan Sheng was very scared and thought the prefect was joking and mocking him, so he gave a tribute and refused to say, "I am a down-and-out person, how dare I have any inappropriate thoughts!"
However, the prefect insisted on begging him his beloved daughter.
Yan Sheng could no longer refuse and planned to find a matchmaker with both moral integrity and ability to propose marriage.
The prefect said, "No, I have hired a big matchmaker in advance, and I can choose a date to get married."
So he chose a good day to get married.
As soon as Yan Sheng entered the bridal chamber, he felt that he was dreaming. He only felt that golden light was shining everywhere and dazzling. Looking at the bride again, she is charming and charming, and looks like a fairy. I am afraid that even the Seven Fairies is not as good as her.
Baoying quietly asked Yan Sheng, "Do you know why we got married?" Yan Sheng said, "I don't know." Baoying responded, "Father saw the word "The Sky in the Pot" you wrote, and decided on this marriage. When you first came to my house, my father admired you very much. After seeing the words, he decided on this matter."
So the two of them expressed their feelings to each other under the candlelight and talked about the iron flute.
Yan Sheng asked: "What kind of person is that old man?"
Baoying described the old man's dress in detail.
Yan Sheng smiled and said, "That's right. The immortal man has really become my big matchmaker."
It's just that the couple didn't know the old man's name and had to stand respectfully and burn incense to the air to express their gratitude to the old man as a matchmaker.
In the second year, Yan Sheng passed the Juren exam and then passed the Jinshi exam. But he was not interested in being an official, so he took leave and returned to Qiantang, where his father-in-law lived.
But as time goes by, Baoying's pulse has not been pregnant. She was worried that she could not have children, so she advised Yan Sheng to marry a concubine to continue her family tradition. Yan Sheng smiled and declined.
Years, the prefect died in office.
Yan Sheng and his wife escorted the hearse back to their original place for burial, returned to their original home for burial, and brought the coffin they prepared for after their future death.
Unexpectedly, I encountered a group of horse thieves on the way, shouting and killing the sky, coming in full force, blocking their way. The guards were so scared that they didn't dare to resist. They were about to slip away, but they saw Yan Sheng and Baoying stop the thief and take out two iron flutes to meet the enemy.
They raised their hands, and two green dragons flew out of each flute, either stretching or bent, attacking in the air.
Wherever you go, it is like hail flying, and the thieves are very frightened.
They thought it was the heavenly soldiers who came, so they all bowed and begged for mercy. In the blink of an eye, they all ran away.
Look again, the little green dragon is gone, and the iron flute is still in their hands.
Yan Sheng and his wife returned to their hometown, properly handled the funeral, sent off their servants, and rode donkey straight to Tiantai Mountain.
They chose a place on the west bank of Shiliang, built a small house, and lived there.
Every night when the moon is white and the wind is clear, the two of them take out their iron flute and blow it in the air a few times, and the black crane flew to join them.
Three years later, the hut caught fire for no reason and turned into ashes in a blink of an eye.
Yan Sheng and Baoying both laughed and flew into the sky like black cranes, and didn't know where they went.
Excerpt from Qing Dynasty Folk stories. Everyone is happy to watch and relieve the downward pressure
The author has something to say:
This is a beautiful marriage. Two talented men and beautiful women who also love flutes came together, which is a blessing in life. If you have a close friend in just a few decades, your sense of happiness in life will rise sharply. I hope that those who read this article can also have a beautiful love.
