The story of messing with the fox demon

Everyone in Yangzhou city knew that the young master of the richest man, the Duan family, liked poor scholars who lived in thatched huts in the outskirts of the city without parents.

Every day I go to the outskirts of the city in a sedan chair, and I go for a whole day.

Clothes are delivered when the weather is cold, ice cubes are delivered when it is hot, three meals are prepared by Duan's cook and delivered to them in person, the young master grinds the writing ink himself, and the young master runs to buy the books himself.

The Duan family also blocked it at first, but seeing that the young master couldn't pull back even eight cows, they let him go. Anyway, the Duan family has four sons, so they don't count on the younger son to carry on the family line.

Occasionally Mrs. Duan complained about why Master Duan named his youngest son Xiu, Duan Xiu and Duan Xiu, and he became a broken sleeve when he yelled.

But the poor scholar doesn't like the young master. He feels that the handsome young master in front of him is an eyesore. The hut is not big, and there is an extra person. It is inconvenient to turn around. I always feel that the air is becoming thin.

The poor scholar never had a good look at the young master Duan who came uninvited, but this did not affect the young master's enthusiasm at all. All the new gadgets at home were given to the poor scholar, and the poor scholar would make him happy if he looked at him more three days.

In this way, Young Master Duan stayed by the poor scholar's side for more than a year, going to the hut to watch the poor scholar study without rain or wind.But the poor scholar has never paid much attention to the young master, accepting everything as ordered, and still indifferent.

The people under him gave the young master a bad idea, saying that if they do that kind of thing, can they still not be responsible after it's done?

The young master immediately got the medicine and put it in the sweet soup for the poor scholar to drink.

Poor Xiucai realized that he had been drugged and immediately pressed the young master to the ground for a whole night, no matter how much the young master cried and begged for mercy, Poor Xiucai continued to work harder and harder like revenge.

The young master lay at home for three days. On the fourth day, he went to find Xiucai happily early in the morning, thinking that Xiucai must be responsible for him, but Xiucai was still indifferent, which made the young master very sad.However, the scholar who opened the meat also tasted the sweetness. When he wanted to do it, he smiled at the young master. With this smile, the young master was stunned, and when he recovered, he found that he had been pressed on the bed by the scholar.

More than half a year passed in the days of □□, during which the scholar passed the provincial examination and became a juren, so he planned to go to Beijing to catch up with the examination.The young master naturally hoped that the scholar would be able to obtain fame, stuffed a lot of money, and hired a book boy and a carriage.

The scholar went away for a few months, and the young master lived on his fingers every day, trying to figure out when the scholar would come back.

In less than half a month, candidates came back from the capital. The young master hurriedly asked someone to inquire, and only then did he learn that the scholar had won the first prize.

The young master panicked all of a sudden, and exchanged some bank notes to go to the capital to find a scholar. Who would have imagined that he would be surrounded and tied up by a group of officers and soldiers before he went out with his servant, and hundreds of members of his family would be thrown into prison. .

The young master was angry and impatient. After asking, he found out that the Duan family's great fortune was ruined. The red eyes of the rich and powerful, now they are looking for a reason to fill the national treasury with the Duan family's property, and plan to randomly set up a charge of colluding with foreign thieves The whole family of the Duan family was copied and executed.

But since the scholar left, the young master, who never left the door, didn't know anything about it.

Master Duan knew that the poor scholar had won the number one prize, and after weighing it, he spent a lot of money to buy the jailer and sent the young master out of the cell.

So the young master rode to the capital with the bank note and Master Duan's blood book to sue the imperial court. In fact, he also had selfish desires to find a scholar to come back.

The young master rode his horse for three days and three nights, and fell asleep in the woods when he couldn't bear it anymore. When he woke up, he found that the horse was lost. Fortunately, he still had the silver ticket with him. After walking for more than two hours, he arrived in the town. Bought a new horse.

This time the young master learned how to be smart. When he was sleeping in the wild, he tied the rein to a tree and tied it around his waist with a rope.

Just ran day and night for 20 days and changed three horses. Seeing that the capital was about to arrive, the young master had a little confidence in his mind, so he turned the horse's head and went to the best inn in the town to open a room to rest. .

It doesn't matter this rest, the whole inn was robbed that night, except for the blood book, the bank note and the horse were all stolen by the thieves.

The young master burst into anger, hating himself for being so unable to withstand the temptation, he sighed heavily and could only continue on his way to the capital.

I drank river water when I was thirsty, ate wild vegetables when I was hungry, and my feet were worn out with blood blisters. Every step I took was painful.The journey that could have been reached in five days on horseback, the young master has gone for almost ten days.

In the middle of the night, the young master was still on his way. When he passed a forest, he heard snoring faintly. When he walked over, he saw a chivalrous man sleeping with his sword in his arms. The horse beside him was tied to a tree and tied in a random knot.The young master reached out tremblingly and untied the rein, his legs trembling with nervousness.

The young master led the horse out of the woods, looking back at the knight, he didn't seem to wake up in the slightest, he quickly rode on the horse and galloped away, his heart beating fast.

The horse that had run all night seemed to be still in good spirits, but just as the young master bent down to drink water, there was a sound of a heavy object falling to the ground behind him, and a healthy horse died.

The young master picked up the river water and washed his face, sighed, reckoning that he would reach the capital in a day or so, picked up a stick from the ground, supported himself and limped towards the capital.

The capital city was full of prosperity, and the young master huddled under the shade of the wall, thinking about how to sue the imperial court.

Someone beside him passed by with a crisp "ding bell", and the young master looked down.

It's two copper plates.

The young master stared at the two copper plates for a while, his eyes suddenly became hot.

The young master took the two copper coins and bought a steamed stuffed bun and sesame seed cakes, squatted in the corner and ate them.

Suddenly there were more officers and soldiers on the street, the young master curiously asked the stall owner what was going on.

The stall owner said that the newly appointed Lord Shangshu had returned to the mansion, and said that the newly appointed Lord Shangshu was amazing, he was also the number one scholar and the son-in-law, and he had been with the princess for half a month.

The young master hurriedly got up, and saw the handsome profile of the poor scholar at a glance.

No one thought that the young master would suddenly rush out to stop the horse. The horse was startled, raised its two front hooves and directly kicked the young master's chest.

The young master only felt a sharp pain in his chest, and a mouthful of fishy sweetness came out of his mouth. Before he collapsed to the ground, he was grabbed by the officers and soldiers, and the knife was directly placed on his neck.

He endured the pain and raised his head to look at the scholar. The moment his eyes met, he felt a chill.

That face was still indifferent, and the look in his eyes was still filled with disgust.

He suddenly wanted to open his mouth to explain something, but when he opened his mouth, he coughed violently, with a strong smell of blood.

Another group of officers and soldiers came on horseback. The leader of the officers and soldiers held a badge in his hand and told Xiucai that he was a fugitive who had colluded with foreign thieves and would be detained in Dali Temple pending trial.

The scholar nodded, and rode slowly around the young master. The young master looked up at the scholar getting farther and farther away from him. His big eyes were filled with tears at some point. He stared at the scholar's back with open eyes. mouth, the phrase "I'm wronged" stuck in his throat, unable to utter a word.

The young master was put in prison, the blood book was searched out and placed on the table, and he was whipped as many words as there were.

The next day, the young master, who was tortured until he was dying of blood, was dragged out for trial. The Shaoqing of Dali Temple sat upright in the court hall, and there were some officials beside him, including scholars.

He could hear that Shaoqing's words very clearly, but probably because he was kicked by a horse yesterday and hurt his lungs, every word seemed to be lost, only heavy breathing remained.

Shaoqing frowned, saying that the young master deliberately refused to recruit, and waved his hands to call his subordinates to carry out the execution. The young master was beaten with ten sticks until the young master fainted from pain.

Shaoqing waved his hand, saying that the trial will be held tomorrow.

In the middle of the night, the young master woke up, his whole body hurt so much that he couldn't feel it. He looked up at the dim light in the dungeon, thinking that his parents and brothers were still suffering in the prison, but he had gone wrong because of a person who didn't love him. way.

The next day, the young master was woken up by being splashed with cold water, and he was dragged and thrown into the court hall. It was still the same people, but the difference was that the emperor was sitting on the court hall now.

He had already memorized the content in the blood book. He exhausted all his strength to repeat what his father wrote word by word. The tingling pain from his lungs had already made him numb.

The emperor pondered for a moment, and decided to hand over this matter to the scholar for investigation. After the investigation was clear, the Duan family must be cleared, so the young master was sent to the son-in-law's mansion to be imprisoned.

The young master was imprisoned in the dungeon of the son-in-law's mansion, the wound was washed and bandaged, and the rib broken by the horse was also connected, but the injured lung needed to be nourished slowly.

In the evening, the young master had his first dream in a month. He dreamed that he was still in the Duan family's house in Yangzhou, and the family sat in the gazebo in the backyard to watch the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

His father asked him why he liked poor scholars in the suburbs.

He said that he looked at the scholar pitifully, and wanted to treat him well.

His father asked again, did the scholar treat you well?

He said, good, but also bad.

Because the scholar will not do anything for him, which is good and bad.

Then the young master woke up with a start, staring at the window of the dungeon in a daze.

Meals and medicines were delivered on time. The young master's wounds have almost healed, but his lungs have not healed, and he coughs badly every day, and the dungeon is very humid, and his bones hurt from time to time after staying for a long time.

Still counting the days, more than half a year passed like that, he knew that Xiucai came to see him every day, probably because he was afraid that he would escape, but the eight officers and soldiers outside the dungeon changed three times a day, and it was difficult for him to escape, let alone It's dragging this sickly body.But what he wanted to know was when Xiucai would go to Yangzhou to investigate this matter. After more than half a year, he couldn't bear the life in prison, let alone his elderly parents.

When the scholar entered the room, the princess was reading a book on the couch. The princess had already read the love story between ghosts and monsters three times.

"Duan's family is settled, when will you return his inner alchemy to me!"

"In a few days, wait until Duan's family is rehabilitated."

"You stinky fox, why don't you keep your promises!"

"Have you ever seen a fox that keeps its word?"

"If he doesn't have inner alchemy, he will die! If he dies, then I won't let him have a good time, the baby in your dungeon!"

"Threat me? It's not so easy to die after hundreds of years of Taoism, but the one in the dungeon is dead. I don't mind using your lover's inner alchemy to renew his life."

The princess snorted coldly, but hugged the sleeping rabbit tightly in her arms.

"I'm going back to Yangzhou City. I don't know how long it will take this time, but Duan Xiu, you must take good care of me. If he has something to do, then I don't mind taking the inner alchemy of this rabbit spirit as a medicine primer."

The young master felt that his brain was not working well after staying in the dungeon for a long time, and when he counted the days, he suddenly forgot that he had reached the hundreds of days, so he simply gave up counting the days, and was in a daze every day.It was terribly cold in the dungeon. He thought it must be winter, and he woke up from the cold when he fell asleep at night. When he woke up, his legs hurt and his chest hurt.I have been coughing badly recently, and sometimes I always feel like I can cough up blood right away.

Xiucai hadn't been to the dungeon for almost a month, and there was no meal or medicine. When the young master was coughing hard, he couldn't help thinking that he might die in this place, but he was a little uncomfortable. He is willing, but he also thinks that he can help the Duan family to be rehabilitated. If he dies, he will die, and he has made some contributions to the Duan family.

The young master was amused by his own thoughts, covered his mouth and coughed a few times before seeing the blood on his hands.

It was getting colder and colder, and the damp thin quilt could not keep out the cold at all. The officers and soldiers guarding the gate brought another thin quilt, but the young master still felt cold after putting up the two quilts.

After all, it was the wind and cold.

And he coughed until his lungs throbbed.

When Xiucai came back from Yangzhou City, as soon as he entered the dungeon, he saw the young master, who was already delirious with burns, huddled in a corner, coughing uncontrollably.

Xiucai approached, and reached out to touch the young master's face that was burned pale. He didn't know that his face was so small, it was not as big as his palm, and he didn't know that he had become so thin now, separated by two beds. You can feel his protruding bones under the quilt.

The young master coughed so hard that his whole body trembled, and suddenly he vomited a big mouthful of blood, all of which landed on the scholar's hand.

Seeing the blood on his hand, Xiucai was stunned. He felt as if something important was about to leave.

Two figures, one black and one white, flashed across the corridor, and Xiucai immediately made a trick to stop them.

"Hey, Shangxian, it's you! How come you are here today! It's a coincidence, but I have a task now, so we'll have a drink together next time!"

"Is he dying..." the fox said hoarsely.

"..."

"I won't let him go with you. If you insist on taking his life, then take mine first!"

The black and white duo looked at each other and sighed silently.

"Shangxian, since you are a human being, the fate of life, old age, sickness and death is predestined, and you are not ignorant of this truth. If you forcefully stop him from leaving, it will not be good for him, and it will not be good for you. Well, it's better to let him find a good family to reincarnate as soon as possible."

The fox was silent for a while: "Give me time to burn a stick of incense."

The fox walked into the prison and hugged the young master tightly in his arms.

The young master had already started coughing up blood, and the blood stained the fox's white skirt, but the fox still hugged him tightly, as if he would disappear if he let go.

I want to take a good look at you.

You used to stare at me.

But I didn't expect that the time I could look at you was so short.

The time for a stick of incense came soon, the fox turned his head and looked at Duan Xiu who was following behind the black and white two, his appearance with only his soul left was exactly the appearance of his most beautiful time.

Just like the first time the two met.

"Hey, you poor scholar, how can you not know me, I am the son of the richest man in the Duan family! If you follow me! I guarantee you will be popular and spicy!"

The fox looked at the bright smiling face, and suddenly felt tears streaming down his face.

The fox returned the inner alchemy to Rabbit Jing, and went down to the underworld to find that black and white impermanence, wanting to know which family Duan Xiu was reincarnated into.It happened that both of them were there, laughing and drinking around the table with a few ghost soldiers.

Seeing the fox, he hurriedly gave up his seat, and when he learned of his intention, Bai Wuchang slapped his thigh: "Ah, I forgot to tell you, this is the fairy who came down to the earth to overcome the catastrophe. Yesterday was the last life, and now he has returned to the world." Heaven!"

"Hey! Where are you going, Shangxian! Come and drink some other day!"

Bai Wuchang looked at the fox that suddenly disappeared, touched his head and continued to drink with ghost soldiers, while the taciturn Hei Wuchang sipped his wine and said to Bai Wuchang: "Stupid."

"Who is stupid?"

"You silly."

"Cut! Nervous! Come drink and drink!"

The little boy was sweeping the floor in the yard when he suddenly heard a knock on the door, saw through the crack of the door, dropped the broom and ran into the house.

"Xianjun Xianjun! That stinky fox is here again!"

"not see."

"But if you don't see him, he always rushes in. His mana is stronger than ours, and we can't stop him. Why don't you just meet him directly!"

"Did you accept his things? Why do I always hear you say good things about him these days!"

The little boy shook his head hastily, and quietly reached into his pocket to grab the few leftover candies.

Xianjun snorted coldly, flung his sleeves and prepared to go back to his room to rest.

Those who are not up to date, usually don't lack your food and clothing, the fox will give you a few candies and you will fight to say good things to him.

Xianjun was stopped by the fox before taking a few steps in the corridor.

"Get out! Who let you in!"

"The door is not locked, and there is no notice posted outside saying that I am not allowed to come in!" The fox pressed Xian Jun to the pillar of the corridor, lowered his head and kissed Xian Jun's earlobe, "Tell me, who cried and begged me yesterday?" came in?"

The next day, a large notice was pasted on the gate of Xianjun Mansion.

"Foxes and Roaring Dogs are not allowed inside!"

Xiao Tiangou looked at the notice and barked miserably: "The dog is suffering, but the dog doesn't say anything."