Great Sui Guoshi

Author of "Great Sui Guoshi": Breaking the wind with one word

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With a pen in hand, you can write thousands of splendid articles, paint the prosperity of mountains, rivers, and rivers, and paint the great events in the world.

You can also go up to cut down the chaotic rulers and ministers, write down Jiuquan, hang a sword on your waist, cut down demons and monsters, and wipe out the injustice in this world.

My name is Lu Liangsheng, and I am the Great Sui State Teacher.

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The first volume of Huanghuang Qixia Mountain, the young sparrows have faded their spots, and the phoenixes are singing on the branches

Chapter 1 Mountain Village, Nightmare

"Big mountain...there are so many jackals and wolves in the mountain, my brother is worried when he walks. After collecting dry firewood and selling wine money, put it by the door of father's room..."

The crisp folk songs reverberate from time to time to the sea of ​​clouds rising from the mountainside.

The mountain is meandering, stretching for dozens of miles, like a Buddha lying on its back, green forests swaying, birds flying across the sky, in the sun hanging down from the west, falling to an old pine on the single peak, combing its feathers, and hearing the singing from far to near , blinking his bird eyes and looking down.

On the winding mountain road, footsteps came faintly, and in a moment, the figure of a young man passed through the turbulent clouds.

"Jackal... my elder brother buys firewood for wine money, be filial to my father and ask for pen and ink. Don't rush out to kill me, and buy meat to honor you the next day..."

The silhouette of the boy who was walking became clear. There were two bundles of dry firewood tied to his back, and a hare was hanging from his waist struggling. Ke Laosong walked slowly past, bowed respectfully to the old tree, and then moved on.

"People in the village say that this old pine has a spirit, and those who go up the mountain must worship it... I don't know if it's true or not."

The young man was fourteen or fifteen years old, with fine features, but with thin calluses blown by the wind on his cheeks, coarse clothes, and trousers that only reached his calves. There were several patches, and he carried two bundles of dry firewood, which were almost heavier than him. High, with some difficulty heading down the road.

After walking for a certain period of time, his route changed abruptly, and he walked to the nearby trees with red lines, extending all the way, so there were still many trees with red lines, and the boy didn't stop until he was near a mountain wall.

He took off the struggling rabbit from his waist, touched the fur of the rabbit, and said, "You are so cute, please accompany Mr. Gao for me, he is full of wine and food, maybe he will take me as a disciple when he is happy." .”

Saying that, he put the mountain rabbit in his hand under a big blue rock in front of the mountain wall in front of him, bowed respectfully to the stone, and then left, followed the road when he came, returned to the road before, and walked in a Turning off and turning, the covered vision unfolds ahead, and the scene of a village appears in front of you.

A stream flowing down from the mountain crosses the front of the village, like a white belt. The muddy path under the boy's feet stretches straight across, with fields and vegetable fields on both sides, and crosses the end of the wooden bridge. The village is surrounded by fences , Beware of wolves, tigers and leopards in the mountains.

"Liangsheng, you've been working so hard recently, did your father promise to buy you a pen?"

"...You want to study."

Far away, before entering the village entrance, the old man sitting on the rock over there smoked a pipe and greeted the boy who had just come out of the mountain. The old man was also surnamed Lu, and most people in this village had this surname. According to seniority, the young man named Lu Liangsheng should call the old man: "Grandpa."

When it comes to buying a pen, Liang Sheng has always been looking forward to it. Since he was sensible, he has especially liked writing and drawing. These days, pens and inks are the property of scholars. What's more, since I don't know a lot of big characters, it would be more practical to ask someone to write in the city.

The boy's home is in the middle of the village, and the courtyard wall of the fence is only as high as a person's waist. When he entered the yard, the woman who was drying some clothes over there turned her head and looked at a hen who was feeding. The little girl called out: "Sister, hurry up and help your brother."

"Good."

Under the eaves, the girl with pigtails clapped her hands, stood up and ran over, said with a smile, "Brother, mother said that you are saving money to marry a wife, right?"

The girl was about ten years old, her name was Lu Xiaoxian, and the people in the mountains were not so delicate. She helped put the two bundles of firewood on the ground, and there were two or three bloodstains on the dark skin of her arms, but she didn't care.

"Hey, brother, this is the money I saved to buy a pen... just a few coins are enough."

Lu Liangsheng rubbed his younger sister's head, and dragged the dry firewood on the ground to pile it up under the awning in the corner of the house. The girl who helped her puffed her cheeks, dangling her two pigtails, and ran to the woman who was drying clothes over there. .

"Mother, brother, he doesn't want to find a wife, our family is about to die."

"Girl, how can you talk like that." Li Jinhua beat the unfolded clothes with a wooden stick, and at the same time her tone was stern, but she glared fiercely at Lu Liangsheng over there: "Your father knows, you must interrupt." Your legs are still thinking about buying a pen."

Liang Sheng didn't refute, but just looked at the woman and laughed. Not long after, Lu Laoshi, who was working outside, came back with a hoe on his shoulder. He also stared at his son. He must have heard his wife's words from afar before he entered the house.

He was a meek person, and he couldn't be vicious. He went to the house and put the hoe away: "Liangsheng, we are suffering haha. If you want to buy a pen, you have to be able to read first."

"I know it."

"You know what a fart!" The voice of the woman over there became louder: "Save more money, prepare a bride price, find a matchmaker, and get rid of your marriage, this is the most important thing!"

Seeing her brother being yelled at, Lu Xiaoxian covered her mouth and sniggered beside her, then went over and patted her brother's arm, gloating like "brother, you can't fulfill your wish."

This kind of scene happens almost every day. Lu Liangsheng is almost used to it. He has never given up on his pursuit. If he can read and have a pen, he really wants to study.

What's more, when I went to the mountain to collect firewood a few days ago, I saw a cloud of purple air descending from the sky into the mountain from a distance.

I heard the father of Er Gouzi's cousin from the next door say, "In this world, there are tall people who can do things that are bigger than the officials." He is the only one in the village who has been in a big city like Hegu County. people.

Although he didn't know whether it was true or not, Lu Liangsheng had followed the direction where the purple qi descended, and he found the boulder where the rabbit was put down today. The position of the stone obviously showed signs of being moved, maybe there is really an expert here.

"An expert should be able to read and write, right? If you can take me as an apprentice and learn to write, you can set up a stall in the city in the future, and you will be able to make ends meet."

With such thoughts in mind, Lu Liangsheng went up the mountain to collect firewood. Sometimes he would bring the prey he caught and put it there. and there were no traces of any wild beasts around.

This further strengthened the idea that there is a cave inside and apprentices.

After dinner, the sky was already dark, and the cold moonlight shone down. Lu Liangsheng broke a wooden branch to write and draw on the ground. His younger sister was standing by, staring at the moon in a daze with his chin propped up. Occasionally, he looked at what his brother wrote. .

"Brother, what are you writing?"

"I don't know... I don't know if it is written according to the words on the broken door plaque in the abandoned temple outside the village, read the temple, or something... I don't know."

"But it's beautiful, it's exactly the same as the words on the door plaque."

"What's the use of looking good, and I don't know."

The character drawn on the ground was actually a word for "God". Lu Liangsheng rubbed his foot a few times to smooth it out, and then drew a little tiger with teeth and claws in its original position, with the majestic king character on his forehead and big eyes With a naive look, the younger sister on the side clapped excitedly.

"My brother is amazing, draw another one, draw another one, okay..."

"Okay, I'll draw another bird for you, look at it!"

The two brothers and sisters sat together under the eaves, writing and drawing on the ground by the moonlight. Li Jinhua sat on the stool at the door weaving baskets. In the room, Lu Laoshi, who had been working all day, was already snoring, and the sound of laughing and joking with his brothers and sisters melted into the night The warmth in it.

As the night deepened with time, there were occasional dogs barking in the village. When the wind picked up, the wandering black clouds in the sky gradually covered half of the clear moon.

The shadows shrouded, and the insects became silent for a moment.

Lu Liangsheng, who was alone in the room, babbled in his sleep on the bed, his tossing body trembled suddenly at the moment covered by the clear moon, his consciousness gradually disappeared, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and a dream appeared.

As if hallucinating, vaguely, a skinny hand stretched out across the air, grabbing at him, and the voices of men, women, old people, and children rang out one after another in his ears like an auditory hallucination.

"land……

good……

pregnancy……"

In the darkness, Lu Liangsheng yelled "Ah—" and sat up suddenly, his face was covered with sweat. He turned his face, the window lattice was open, and the eastern sky turned pale.

His mother had already gotten up early and was busy in the kitchen, and the movement made him feel at ease.

"What's going on... I remember the window was closed."

Get out of bed, put on the shoes with exposed toes, open the door and go out, check inside and outside the window, but found nothing.

"Maybe Mother opened it for me when she got up..."

Lu Liangsheng glanced at the smoke from the kitchen, just as he was thinking, he turned his eyes and glanced at the ground for a moment, and his body suddenly froze in place. On the ground, where he painted for his sister yesterday, were human footprints , To be precise, it is a man's footprint, because a woman's footprint is not so big.

Someone has been here.....

.....the direction I'm facing, it's my room...my window is still open.....

…..In other words, someone is watching me at night? ?

...that dream from last night.

Thinking about it in series, Lu Liangsheng's back seemed to be crawled by ants, and he secreted a layer of cold sweat. He suppressed his anxiety, and when he stepped forward to identify the footprints, he suddenly found that the position below the footprints was not far away, and the soil outlined a picture—— —Big stones are piled up on the mountain wall, and a mountain rabbit is placed there.

"It's that boulder..."

He murmured softly.

Chapter 2 Dreaming

The cock crowed loudly.

The golden morning light shines through the gaps in the clouds, and the edge of the light spreads from the earth, pushing away the green and dark colors, and enveloping the distant foothills.

In the sky, the smoke from the kitchen slowly rises, and the voices of the people in the mountain village are noisy and alive.

The spring plowing season has passed, and even in the slack season, we still have to go to the fields to take care of them, drive away the birds, and pull out the dead ears.

After breakfast, Liangsheng followed his father Lu Laoshi to the field with a hoe on his shoulders. Some Susukida at home was a little further away from the village, surrounded by familiar people in the village. They greeted each other and went to their respective fields.

"Dig the ditch a little deeper, you can put more water in."

Lu Laoshi told his son beside him that in this morning, the father and son would bring water from a stream a few feet away, pass through other people's fields, and put it in their own field. Whether the harvest of the year is good depends on this stream up.

After a busy morning, Lu Liangsheng's calf was covered with mud, and he sat on the ridge of the field watching the stream flowing slowly and muddy.

Over there, leaning on a hoe and looking at his son's expression, he thought he was still thinking about buying a pen, and he sighed somewhat in his heart, but he was too meek and honest to fart for a long time.

He walked over and sat down next to his son: "Liangsheng, do you really want to buy a pen?"

"think."

The young man with his head lowered raised his head, with a smile on his immature face: "The family should buy a donkey first, money should not be wasted, I know that."

"The family saves money on food and expenses. If we buy a donkey and build a donkey cart, my father can help people pull some goods, and earn more money during the slack season."

Lu Laoshi looked at his sensible son, and patted his head: "You are about to marry a wife, and our family still has a lot of money."

While the father and son were talking, there was a shout of "Dad!"

Across the small ravine, Lu Xiaoxian squatted down among the old and the young with the basket and the chipped clay pot, and took out two pieces of coarsely milled buns from the basket with her small hands.

"Father, brother, it's time to eat."

He poured another bowl of cold water into the clay pot and handed it to Lu Liangsheng: "Here, the steamed buns are rough, don't choke."

"What about me?" Lu Laoshi spread his hands, and the little girl next to him pointed at his brother with bulging eyes: "Wait for my brother to drink first. Daddy is an adult and can stand thirst."

The youngest daughter's innocent expression and words made Lu Laoshi laugh out loud, and Liang Sheng, who was full of thoughts beside him, also chuckled softly.

What happened this morning was actually still in his mind. The weird dream at night and the painting that suddenly appeared on the ground made him feel uneasy and at the same time confused.

After resting for a while at noon, Lu Xiaoxian watched his brother and father busy again on the ridge of the field, and the three went back together. At this time, there were still things to be busy at home, but the doubts that Lu Liangsheng wanted to solve became more and more urgent. Taking advantage of finishing what my mother ordered, I washed my feet, put on the pair of torn shoes, and quickly ran up the mountain, following the familiar path, up the mountain road.

The rustling is the sound of footsteps.

Breaking through the road and hanging branches, Lu Liangsheng found a mountain wall with huge rocks, moss climbing, and birds landing on the branches to peck the caterpillars that are slowly crawling on the leaves.

"Should I yell once or twice?" The boy stood opposite the boulder, clenching his fingers a little nervously.

The night wind blew through the forest, and the leaves rustled among the intertwined branches.

After hesitating for a long time, Lu Liangsheng took a deep breath, mustered up his courage, and shouted: "Gao... Gao Ren... I am coming!"

The slightly trembling voice echoed in the open space, and suddenly, the chirping of birds and insects seemed to disappear for a moment. Except for the rustling of leaves, the surrounding area was surprisingly quiet.

The young man's vision became cloudy, and when he looked up, the sky became a little gloomy, and a cloud covered the sun that was still bright just now.

"The day is changing so fast, isn't it going to rain?" Lu Liangsheng thought for a moment, took two steps back, and turned around: "Why don't you go back first, if it rains heavily, you won't be able to go down the mountain..."

Turning around and taking two steps, I heard a voice from behind: "Little baby, don't you wait?"

The figure who had just turned around and left stopped. Although he was somewhat prepared in his heart, he was still taken aback. Lu Liangsheng turned his head and looked in front of the boulder. He didn't know when an old man in a dusty robe stood.

There was a smile on his wrinkled face, and his back was slightly hunched, but his eyes were extraordinarily bright, like two sharp knives piercing his eyes, and he dared not look directly at him. A gourd was tied around his waist, and the black pattern on it made him Can't help but take another look.

"You are a young man who has only come here for a while and is leaving? Thanks to the hospitality for many days, the old man should pay back a little. What wishes do you have?"

Lu Liangsheng stood there in a daze. Hearing these words, he remembered what happened last night, and bowed to the old man: "I...I want to be a teacher."

"Apprentice?"

The old man walked over, shaking the gourd hanging from his waist, staring at the boy's face for a moment, "What's your name?"

"My name is Lu Liangsheng, and I live in the village at the foot of the mountain." Liangsheng didn't dare to raise his head, thinking about listening to some stories told by the elders in the village, he lowered his head a little lower: "Mr., last night... I had a dream."

The old man glanced at him, turned his footsteps away, walked aside with his hands behind his back, looked at the surrounding mountain walls, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "That's what the old man entrusted to you in a dream. For half a month, daily offerings show your sincerity. Come here, since you want to worship me as your teacher, what do you want to learn?"

"I...I want to learn to read."