Guangdong Navy Admiral Guan Tianpei , who sacrificed his life for the country in Opium War , has been stationed on Chongming Island for many years, and has served as the deputy general of Qiying guerrillas and Taihu . The local area respectfully calls him "June Guan", leaving behind many legends. I have collected two anecdotes and sorted them out.
Guan Tianpei first arrived at Chongming . His life was sparse, and he often liked to walk through the streets and alleys alone in his clothes, familiar with the people's sentiments. On that day, he walked out of the small schoolyard where he was staying and saw a bunch of small shops on the street in Dongmen Nei Street. There was a couplet at the door of one of the shops:
On the left is: The jade bowl is shining with fairy dew, and the golden buds are fragrant with Yuxi.
on the right side is: Although the skills are too small, they are top skills.
horizontal book is: Taste tea and refresh your appearance.
Guan Ye was surprised after seeing it. The former obviously refers to the tea industry, while the latter refers to the hair shaving industry. How can the two karmas be integrated here? Just come in.
This store is indeed unique. It is divided into two thin wooden boards, the outer room is a tea room, the inner room is a shaving room, and a strange avatar with a bloody mouth is pasted on the partition. Just as Mr. Guan sat down in an empty seat, a tea doctor came up, handed a cup of Longjing in one hand and handed three earthen darts in the other. Mr. Guan was puzzled and Dr. Tea had already started saying:
"Did the guest official first arrive in Yingzhou (ancient name of Chongming)? Who is the person?"
"The ancestral home is Shanyang, and it has been less than a few days since I came to Chong."
"No wonder the guest official didn't know," Dr. Tea pointed to the dart, "This is the store rule set by my 'hero' master, and I'll listen to the little man..."
It turns out that the owner of the Chen family is a barber and also runs in the tea industry. He has several skills in fist and foot, and is also well-known among the three religions and nine genres. He is known as "Chen Daxia". In order to attract business, we have set up a business philosophy of "three escorts". When each customer enters the door, he can take a dart to throw a small handful of vertical hair and two ears on the top of the head of the monster avatar, and stipulate that: one of the three darts of
will reduce the tea fee by half; two of the three darts of
will be exempt from tea fee; three of the three darts of
will be exempt from tea fee, and half of the head shaving fee; those who make three darts of
will also get another red deer to throw the monster avatar. If you hit it again, the tea and shaving fee will be exempted.
People are curious, and the other is in line with the Chongming saying "like not to be" (coincidentally, it means no damage anyway), which has attracted many customers. The owner of the shop is indeed quite capable. When he is happy after dinner, he also throws himself in a roar. It is no problem to get two out of three every time.
After hearing this, Guan Ye smiled slightly, raised his hand and raised his dart. One dart was slightly on his hair, and the other two darts were a little outside his ears. Dr. Tea said, "The guest official took action quickly, and it seems that he is also a Kung Fu. Unfortunately, they are all outside the site. It will be better to come here a few more times in the future." Mr. Guan didn't answer, and sat down to drink tea.
At this time, the sound of talking in the inner room came clearly.
"Master, a few days ago, a new guerrilla master named Guan came. I don't know if you have seen it?"
"That day he led his troops to the schoolyard to practice. When he walked here, he looked majestic."
"Then, I must be a little capable."
"Not necessarily. Today's officials can donate money, but I think it's just an embroidered pillow for pretending to be a scene."
"This is not far from the schoolyard, he will come sooner or later, and you can weigh his weight at that time."
"As long as he enters the store, he will try his dart skills and make a fool of himself. He will be asked to bow to me and call him a disciple."
"Haha..."
Hearing this, Mr. Guan couldn't stand it. As soon as the guest in the inner room shaved his head, Dr. Cha asked Mr. Guan to see a strong and handsome man smoking a hookah. Dr. Cha called him Master, then said "Let the darts go empty" and retreated.
The barber was still sucking the hookah leisurely. After finishing his smoking, he casually put down the cigarette bottle, then shook his shoulder cloth, put it on Mr. Guan's shoulder, and then according to his professional habits, he looked at the face of the guest. "Ah!" The barber almost screamed. Isn't this the guerrilla master who was riding a horse through the door that day? But when I think about it again, the guy just told me that "there is no place to go", then my guess is good. This person is indeed a mediocre and incompetent person. Let me show him my skills again.
This barber is really good at it. He has sharp eyes and fast hands. After years of fist and foot skills, he has mastered the unique skill of killing fly with a razor. He can use a sharp razor to chop flying red-headed fly into two.
Today, he was determined to offer his skills in front of the newly appointed guerrilla master. While shaving, he looked at several fly flying in a daze and chopped three in a row. He thought he would get the other party's praise, but the guerrilla master turned a blind eye and refused to say a word. After shaving his head and repairing his beard, Mr. Guan threw down the double copper coins, and even looked at the barber, he left by himself.
The barber also thought that Mr. Guan felt that he was dwarfed by himself and returned home, so he was even more arrogant. When Guan Ye just stepped out of the store, he shook his head and danced his hands and sang the mountain song tune, "Chen Daxia's unique skills are unparalleled, Guan Guerrillas are ashamed of."
The tea room suddenly became lively, and the barber laughed at the guerrillas with added fuel to the flattery of the crowd. In less than a pot of cigarettes, two soldiers arrived and said politely, "Master Guan, please invite Master Chen!"
Several old tea guests answered, "After the former guerrillas experienced the master's unique skills, wouldn't they reward three taels of silver? Today, the new guerrillas are keen on to recognize talents, and they probably call their brothers and brothers to the master."
The barber was proud and confidently followed the soldiers to the small schoolyard. Seeing Master Guan and two flag officials sitting in a straight corner under the corridor of the main hall, ten personal soldiers on both sides stood in a 8-shaped hanging sword on the field. The two soldiers came forward to report that the "guests arrived", and the soldiers shouted "Haha--" The barber had never seen such a solemn and solemn look, and was already shocked.
Two flag officials got up and walked into the field, waved the flag, and the personal soldiers on both sides danced their swords, and they all wrapped themselves in white light, making the barber dazzled. After a while, the personal soldiers finished dancing, stood in place and bowed to ask Mr. Guan to come on stage.
Mr. Guan pulled out his ancestral sword, and the two flag officials crossed and threw five copper coins each, but when they saw the cold light flash, all the ten copper coins were split in half, and the personal soldiers in the field cheered in unison. At this time, a flag official took over the sword from Master Guan’s hand and came to the barber, saying, “Please show your skills!” Seeing this, the barber knew that he would not be able to pass the test without going on stage. Fortunately, after practicing swords for a few years, he could try it out. If he happened to be able to chop two or three copper coins, he would be able to deal with it. Who knew that as soon as he took the knife, he was shocked.
It turns out that this knife is very heavy, and one hand is not strong, so you can barely swing it by holding both hands together. At this time, another flag official had slowly thrown the copper coins. The barber was like a drunk man, staggering and bumping around. He had not even wiped one of the ten copper coins, but he stood up and rolled his eyes in a daze.
Before the barber could breathe, he was taken to the shooting range by two soldiers, asking them to stand close to the target card. The soldiers warned: "If you want to survive, stop moving." Fifty steps away, Mr. Guan pulled his hard bow and was about to shoot.
The flag official shouted: "Shot it!" The arrow penetrated the barber's head and was furious.
The flag official shouted again: "Shot the left second!" The arrow hit the target of the left ear.
Flag plaque official shouted again: "Shot three shots right!" The arrow hit the target of the right ear.
The soldier took out another large arrow. Mr. Guan arched the arrow and pulled the bow all over. The flag official shouted, "Small!"
The barber heard this and was already scared from his soul. He quickly knelt down and kowtowed like a chicken pecking at rice. He shouted at the top of his lungs: "Little man is ignorant, please spare my life!"
Mr. Guan slapped the fourth big arrow and then laughed and said, "Hey, I, a guerrilla official, donated by silver?"
"The villain is extremely confused and speaks nonsense. I hope you will forgive me for your crime." As he said that, he was about to kowtow again.
Mr. Guan helped the barber up and said, "You can chop fly with a knife, but it is extraordinary. But there are mountains outside the mountain and there is sky outside the sky. Do not sell small tricks and belittle others. Today, the guerrillas will also reward you with three taels of silver as compensation for coming here to delay the sun."
Mr. Guan received the silver and thanked him for his gratitude. Just as he was about to withdraw, the two soldiers asked him if he would sing a mountain song in the future. The barber had a clever idea: "You still need to sing!" Then he opened his throat: "The barber did not overestimate his ability and did small tricks. Mr. Guan was very skilled in magical swords and arrows."
The soldiers laughed and Mr. Guan said seriously: The merits and demerits of our court officials have been commented on by future generations, and you don't need to support him.I will give you two more words to donate to officials. Of course, there are mediocre people, but there are many people who are loyal to the emperor and serve the country.
At that time, a group of rogue vagrants drifted from all over the southeast coast were gathered in the moat of Ximen in Yicheng. These people steal and disturb the countryside. If one of them suffers from the local area, they will flock to gather to cause trouble. The two leaders appeared in the costumes of Taoist and monks, calling themselves the King of Heaven and Earth. These two kings are fierce and powerful, have excellent martial arts skills, blackmail and forcefully seek money, which is actually a local disaster.
This day was Tzu Chi Temple Temple Fair . In front of the temple, vendors gathered on Chaoyangmen Street, local snacks abounded, and believers from all over the world came one after another. Mr. Guan also watched the excitement. It was unprecedentedly grand and there were thousands of people everywhere. Just as Mr. Guan was in high spirits, he suddenly heard someone shouting not far away: "The idle person scatters, the earth king is coming!" With the shouts, the bustling crowd gave in panic.
A few rogue vagrants rushed over with a bald man with a face full of flesh and a Buddhist beads hanging on his neck. Two other men behind each holding an open wooden box in their hands, and a triangular flag "Respect the King of the Land" was inserted on it. The bald man stood in front of the shop, and the shop owner had to obediently put the coins into the box. The rogues didn't thank him and just shouted, "There are numbers, there are numbers."
The land king rushed straight into the temple gate, and Mr. Guan followed behind. The earth king came to the Great Hall and shouted, "Where is the abbot?"
"I don't know that the donor has arrived, and the old monk has come far away." The abbot responded tremblingly, "Please go to the wing room to use tea."
"What kind of lion or tiger? I am a Buddhist student at home. Now my children are in poverty, so I come to borrow silver from my master."
"I don't know how much I need to borrow?" The abbot tried carefully.
"Not much, not much, two hundred taels of silver is enough."
"Don't joke, Han Temple is relying on the charity of the believers, and they can barely make a living. How can these two hundred tons of silver be born? "
"What are you pretending to be poor? The temple fair is held for seven days and seven nights, and there is no forty or fifty taels of money every day?" The land king pointed to the plaque on the side hall again, "Isn't this a hang to save all living beings? You are bald, I am Guangshou, and the same ancestor, why bother you and me? Let's do this, just divide half of the incense money today."
The land king said, and was about to walk to the charity place of the incense hall. The abbot rushed forward to stop it and was pushed to the ground by the land king. Seeing this, the monk who kept the book in Xianghuo Hall was in chaos.
"Don't be rude!" Mr. Guan rushed into the door of the Incense Hall with his burly body.
"Who can you dare to stop the earth king!" Several rogues roared.
"Hey, isn't this a new guerrilla master?"
among the pilgrims who recognized Guan Ye, pointing fingers, "There's a good show today."
"Hehe,"
"The Land King" is still not to be outdone, " General . The magistrate also has to let me make three points. I want you, the mistress, come and stand up? Be more interested, the well water will not violate the river. Otherwise, don't blame-" and come to grab Guan Ye's shoulder.
Mr. Guan saw it clearly and said it quickly. At that time, he grabbed the other party's stretched out arm and twisted it, forcing him to turn around, and kicked him on the butt. The "Lord King" rolled straight out more than a 10-meter away.
fell to the ground and became the king of "dogs chewing shit", and was dizzy when he fell. At this time, a group of people rushed into the temple gate. The leader was about forty years old, with a purple scarf on his head, wearing a black robe, carrying a sword in his hand, and dressed as a Taoist priest. When the earth king saw the savior coming, he gasped and shouted, "Brother Tianwang, come and avenge your brothers!"
"Which rat is here? I dare to slap flies on the tiger's head."
"If you don't change your surname, you won't change your name. Shanyang Guan Tianpei is here, what do you think of?"
"I heard that you are also from an army. Do you dare to compete with me?"
"The heroes compete with each other, there are two styles of literature and martial arts. I don't know what kind of style is there?" Guan Ye calmly opposed the defense as an offense.
"Today I will issue a letter of war, it depends on your wishes." This "king of heaven" also has the style of a martial arts master.
"Okay! Then take a sword that is both literary and martial. Use the sword in your hand to compete with both sides with the throat, one with the hilt and the other with the tip of the sword. Guan asked you to have a yard and first with the tip of the sword.
Mr. Guan said, pulling a monkey-talking man next to him, "Brother, please be your master. Every time you beat the gong thirty times, you will be defeated when you see blood, and you will be guilty of death and injury." When the king of heaven heard this, he was right. Because he practiced the throat function, he could take purple qi from the east to the dantian and transport it to the throat. Then he pretended to stab the throat with a knife and forced the merchant to pay.
Heavenly King thought, today I will first hit the hilt of the sword. As long as I exert my skills, no matter if I ask you to penetrate a big hole in your neck, it will not be your turn to hit me. He quickly continued, "I have a talent, a gentleman's word is better than a quick horse."
The crowd watching the fun consciously formed a big circle. The monkey-playing man took the sword, then held the sword body flat, pressed the tip and hilt of the sword against Guan Ye and the King's throat respectively, and then took three steps back and knocked on the gong.
The king is eager to win, regulates his breathing and exerts his strength secretly at the hilt of the sword. After hitting the gong ten times, Guan Ye smiled and was as calm as usual. The king was anxious, his face turned red and moved his foot slightly. He wanted to use his forward posture to strengthen his strength, but Guan Ye still remained calm and calm. After hitting the gong twenty times, the king's face turned from red to white, and he was sweating in a cold sweat. He hurriedly retreated his feet, and his whole body was like a diagonal wood, bending the sword slightly, but Guan Ye was still energetic and unmoving. When hitting the gong twenty-five times, the king's face turned from white to purple, swelling like a pig's liver.
hit thirty times again, and Master Guan slightly pulled his throat inward. The king of heaven had already pounced on the ground, and he could not get up...
"Don't be slouched, change the sword to the top." The onlookers shouted at the middle man.
The monkey-playing man picked up the sword, adjusted the tip and hilt of the sword, and urged the king to stand up and compete.
The king foamed at the mouth and stared at Mr. Guan and couldn't speak. Master Guan looked at the Taoist priest's embarrassment, took a step forward, opened his mouth and bit the hilt of the sword, held his breath for a moment, and with a bulge, the sword flew out like an arrow that took off the string, and pierced on the flagpole wood in the temple courtyard, two inches deep. Seeing this, the scoundrels were so scared that they urinated. They hurriedly supported the two kings like a dog from a family, squeezed out of the crowd and fled.
Mr. Guan didn't chase him, and brushed his sleeves and was about to leave, the abbot came up and handed over his hands and bowed: "Buddha, lord, justice will be suppressed."
As the abbot waved his hand, the two little novice monks took out a plate of silver. "To repay the kindness of the Lord's salvation, I offer fifty taels of silver in my temple today, and I hope to accept it with a smile."
Abbot saw that Master Guan had no intention of cashiering, so he led the monks to kneel down and refused to get up. Mr. Guan was unable to let go of his affection, so he hurriedly helped the abbot up and said, "I will accept this money and keep it for a few days to keep the incense room of your temple for a few days, and there will be another solution to it."
Before leaving, the abbot sent Mr. Guan to the gate of the temple and specifically reminded him: "Today, the two kings are so powerful that they are very pleased. However, such a stick-like scoundrel will never give up. Just now, the old monk saw that the 'Heaven King' showed murderous intent, and he hoped that the lord should be careful of the plot."
html One night after ten days, the moon The wind was high. After the third update, the alertness of the army for many years woke up Mr. Guan, and he noticed that there seemed to be a rare and violent sound in the courtyard. The footsteps of two people stopped at the door. Then he heard a sharp blade piercing the door panel gently. He couldn't help but say to himself: "It's true that the assassin is here!" Mr. Guan, who was so alert that he got up gently without panic, pulled out a copper needle stuck in the military book, bent it into a U-shaped shape, and moved it to the door. The moment the assassin reached in and wanted to lift the door bolt, he held the assassin's hand with one hand and put the U-shaped copper needle on the assassin's wrist with the other hand, inserted it hard into the crossbar of the door, and shouted loudly: "Catch the assassin!"The soldiers in the schoolyard heard the shout and came quickly. One assassin was pinned to his wrist and could not move, but another assassin climbed over the low flower wall of the patio and disappeared into the darkness. When Mr. Guan went out, he saw that the captured assassin was the bald king of earth, and he knew that the fugitive would undoubtedly be the king of heaven.
Mr. Guan estimated that the Heavenly King had not escaped yet, so he ordered his personal soldiers to search carefully. After a while, he heard a shout from the martial arts hall: "This guy jumped into the well!" Mr. Guan and his personal soldiers arrived, and with the light of white fish belly in the east, he saw that the Heavenly King was standing in the well with a deep water, and howled at the top: "Whoever dared to come down will die with whom!"
The personal soldiers were helpless for a while, and some soldiers were brave enough to raise the stone to smash it, but Mr. Guan stopped him: "This well is drunk for my brother every day, so howl." Before everyone could understand, Mr. Guan went down from the edge of the well railing with bare hands, and fought only twice, and had already subdued the King of King.
At this time, it was already dawn, and Master Guan sat upright in the main hall again. The two kings were tied up and pushed to the front of the hall and pressed on the ground. The personal soldiers were ready to behead the two of them just when Mr. Guan passed the order.
The two kings were heartbroken and still said stubbornly: "If you want to kill, you will be a hero again twenty years later."
Mr. Guan laughed to the sky and said, "As the saying goes, one, two, but three. It seems that you two are not satisfied with the two confrontations. I let you go today, and if you are happy, you can come for the third confrontation."
The two kings were loosened and were ashamed. After standing and looking at each other for a moment, they both knelt down on Mr. Guan's knees and said, "My brother has no idea about Mount Tai. The lord is so powerful that we are convinced. I am willing to join the command of the lord and do my best."
"There are soldiers here to do our best, so you two need to serve you." Mr. Guan persuaded him, "The ancients said that the lord said that the lord said that the lord was brave and responsibilities."
"There are soldiers here, and you are not required to serve you." Mr. Guan persuaded him. "The ancients said that the lord said that the lord said that the lord was brave and did his best." : 'The water is deep and the leaves fall back to the roots'. You have been away from your hometown for many years, why not return to your hometown and serve your hometown. "
" Although we have had this wish for a long time, we have more than twenty brothers, and we share the blessings and difficulties. However, we have no worries, so we can't make a journey for a long time."
"Okay, loyalty." Mr. Guan helped the two of them up, "I will give you 50 taels of great silver to your brother, and I will go to the incense room of Tzu Chi Temple later. You will have a full meal tonight. I will arrange it tomorrow morning, take two southern Fujian merchant ships and leave the port and return south from Shiqiao River. "
"All orders, thank you."
The next morning, the two kings indeed led the wanderers across the sea to return to their hometown. From then on, Chongming City was peaceful and peaceful, and the people all applauded and celebrated
