Collection of strange powers and chaotic gods

During the Qing Dynasty, Mr. Jiang Wenke (namely Jiang Pu, courtesy name Jiefu, Wenke was his posthumous title. A bachelor of Wenhuadian University in the Qing Dynasty, a native of Changshu, Jiangsu Province), lived through the two eras of Kangxi and Qianlong.

In his later years, he had been living in the Li Guang Bridge in the capital (a bridge located between the east entrance of Yangfang Hutong and the west entrance of Houhai South in what is now Beijing). It was built by Li Guang. This Li Guang was not the flying general Li Guang, but the Hongzhi of the Ming Dynasty. An eunuch during the reign of Emperor Qianlong. Therefore, the bridge is also called "Li Gong Bridge"), a mansion rewarded by Emperor Qianlong.

The two stories here are old events told by Mr. Jiang Wenke himself and experienced personally.

One

The place where Mr. Jiang Wenke studied when he was young was a private courtyard, far away from other houses.

Every night, when I was sitting there reading, if I called someone, whether it was a classmate or a book boy, someone would say yes, but no one would come in.

One night, Mr. Jiang drank a lot. After sitting for a while, he felt a little urgent to urinate and wanted to go out for convenience.

But it was pitch dark outside the window, the moonlight was not very bright, and there was no one else to accompany me, so I felt a little scared.

So he called his bookboy's name, hoping that the bookboy would go with him for convenience.

I only heard the book boy repeatedly agreeing outside. But when I asked him to come in, he never came in.

In desperation, Mr. Jiang had no choice but to open the door and walk out. Without paying attention, something tripped under my feet and I almost fell.

Taking a closer look, I saw a person with his head resting on the threshold of the outer wall, his head facing inward, and his mouth still answering.

At first, Mr. Jiang thought it was his book boy who secretly drank his own wine and fell drunk on the ground. I scolded him a few times.

But the man was still lying on the ground, motionless.

Mr. Jiang became angry, walked to the threshold, and wanted to beat him.

As I got closer, I could see clearly that the man lying on the ground was only three feet tall, wearing a kerchief, a soap coat, and a white beard.

He looked like the father-in-law of the earth who was created in the human world.

Mr. Jiang was dissatisfied and scolded him for not knowing what to say, picking up people casually, and being so rude.

The man stopped talking and disappeared silently.

Second

It is said that Mr. Jiang Wenke's father, Mr. Jiang Wensu, when he was the master of the family, he always warned his descendants not to get close to actors.

Until Mr. Jiang's death, no matter whether the family entertained guests or held banquets, they never invited actors to perform in plays.

Ten years after the old man's death, Mr. Jiang Wenke would sometimes accompany him quietly to listen to operas, but he never dared to raise a theater troupe at home.

There was an old servant in the Jiang family named Gu Sheng. One day when he had nothing to do, he saw Mr. Jiang sitting there bored, so he talked to him about the theater.

Gu Sheng encouraged and said: "The actors outside are always not as good as those at home, and they are easy to summon. If you want to listen to the opera, just ask them to come over and sing."

Nowadays, many servants at home have given birth to children. Why not choose a few good-looking and smart ones and hire a teacher to teach them how to sing? "

Jiang Wenke was a little moved when he told him, but he didn't agree to him immediately.

At this moment, he suddenly saw Gu Sheng becoming very frightened, and his expression suddenly changed. He put his hands together as if they were shackled, fell to the ground, and buried his head between the legs of the chair.

Gu Sheng squirmed like a giant maggot, crawling from under the first chair to the second chair, and then from the second chair to the third chair.

He was curled up from head to toe, as if he was placed in a box, and he refused to respond no matter what.

Jiang Wenke thought he was suddenly possessed. He hurriedly sent for a witch doctor and tried every possible means to save him.

After struggling until night, Gu Sheng woke up.

Jiang Wenke asked him what happened.

He said with lingering fear: "It scared me to death! It scared me to death! Just after I finished saying that to you, I saw a tall, fierce man grabbing the old slave and taking him to a lobby. .

I saw the old master who had passed away sitting in the hall and said to me in a stern voice: 'You are considered an old servant of my Jiang family. How could you not know my legacy? Why did you induce Wulang to raise an actor?

Someone came, tied him up, beat him with forty big boards, put him in a coffin and buried him alive? ’

Then I fainted, not knowing what happened next. After a while, I woke up and heard a voice calling me from a distance.

I was lying in the coffin and wanted to say yes, but I couldn't speak for some reason. Later, I slowly felt my body become lighter and I became completely awake. But I don’t know how I came out of the coffin! "

Jiang Wenke asked someone to check his butt, and sure enough, there were blue and black marks on it, as if he had just been spanked with a board!

He couldn't help but secretly rejoice: Fortunately, he was not tempted by Gu Sheng to support some kind of actor! Otherwise, I don’t know how my late father would punish me!