Folk tale: Xiu cai entered the palace, wang ye begged for words, in return, promised to give him a life

During the Southern and Northern Dynasties, there was a Xiucai surnamed Qi, because his grandmother's surname was Mi and his mother's surname was Kang, and his father named him Qi Mikang. This person was admitted to the Xiucai examination at the age of sixteen, not only full of economy, but also well-written, and became famous at a young age, and is a well-deserved calligrapher. His words are beautiful and flowing, and many people come to the door to ask for words but they can't, because he doesn't sell words, and when interest comes, he waved everything, and when he had no interest, anyone who asked for it was in vain.

This year, in the period of the township examination, Zimikang went to the county town to take the exam, and after three exams, he stayed in the county town to play and wait for the result. Anyway, I heard that the scenery of Feilai Peak on the outskirts of the city was good, so I went alone.

There are many legends left about this Flying Peak, and the most amazing thing is that it is the place where the kings of all dynasties have lived. Since the Zhou Dynasty, many emperors have called themselves Heavenly Kings, and after their deaths, they went to the Heavenly Court, self-righteous, self-assertive, and made the Jade Emperor very unhappy. Therefore, the Jade Emperor split a mountain from the sky and threw it here as a place for the Heavenly Kings to live. This peak falls from the sky, hence the name Flying Peak. Flying to the peak is not the world, the meaning of the Jade Emperor is obvious, let them play by themselves, do not see the heart is not bothered.

Zimicon went up to Feilai Peak, walked for a while, felt a little tired, and lay down on a boulder and fell asleep. By the time he woke up, the sky was already full of stars, and it was the second day. He hurried down the hill, and halfway down the road he suddenly heard the sound of conversation, followed the sound, and saw only a clearing with four stones piled up in the four corners, three people dressed as scribes, sitting on three of them, each with a pot of tea next to him, talking loudly.

Zimikan stopped and listened for a while, and it turned out that they were talking about their calligraphy achievements, and they couldn't help but sit in the fourth seat and join the conversation. His mouth was hanging in the air, and he talked, and the other three people frequently nodded in admiration. One of the older ones asked, "Listening to Jun's words, it is better to read ten years of books, but I don't know your honorific name?" Zimicon then revealed his name and origin.

The three of them quickly stood up and held their fists in salute and said, "It turned out that Mr. Qi, a well-known calligrapher, came to visit in a big way, and he was disappointed and looked forward to forgiveness." Seeing each other today is a blessing in three lifetimes. Zimicon hurriedly returned the salute and exchanged a few polite words with each other.

The older man said, "I am an aide to the Heavenly King's Palace, and I am chatting here." Wang Ye also loves calligraphy, and since Mr. Qi has come, it is better to go with me and others to meet Wang Ye, and it is not a waste of time. Anyway, it was late, so it was better to stay in the palace for a while, and it was not too late to go down the mountain tomorrow morning. ”

Zimicon agreed and went happily. Not far after following the three scribes, we came to a magnificent hall, and the four mermaids entered.

On the main hall sat a man dressed as a king, with a large beard and quite a demeanor. The elderly scribe came forward to pray, and Wang Ye walked down with a big laugh, took Qi Mikang's hand and said, "I have long heard that Mr. Qi is good at ink treasures. "Hurry up and give the seat to see the tea."

Everyone sat down and talked happily. Wang Ye talked well, there was no shelf, and he was deeply in the heart of Qimikang. Wang Ye said, "Since sir has come, it is a pity that he did not leave Mo Bao behind, so let me wait and see!" Qimikang said happily: "Thanks to the love of the prince, you may wish to offer ugliness and amuse everyone." ”

Wang Ye hurriedly ordered the pen and ink to wait, and the waiter placed the four treasures of the lower room on the long case, one of the three scribes studied ink, and the other two pressed the rice paper, and The Qimikonti pen was waved.

The two scribes unfolded the rice paper, and Wang Ye admired it carefully and was breathtaking. He stroked his beard with his right hand, laughed and said, "Since Mr. Mo Bao left behind, I can't fail to express it, so I will send you a life." ”

Zimicon is a free man, and he doesn't know what it means to give a life? There was no deep investigation, no going to the heart. Wang Ye collected the ink treasure, and several people sat down to continue talking.

Suddenly, a waiter hurried in and said, "Prince Qi, a new messenger has arrived, waiting for the prince to decide on the ministry." The prince invited Qimikang to go with him.

When they arrived at the compound, there was a man kneeling down the stairs, and Qi Mikang found that it was his cousin Qi Wanqian, and hurried forward to meet him and asked him why he had arrived here. Qi Wanqian burst into tears and spoke.

Qi Wanqian was a businessman, and when he heard that overseas Fanbang business was easy to do, he bought a ship of silk and porcelain and went to sea. Who knew that there was a hurricane, overturned the ship, and drowned the boatman. He held a boat board and fortunately survived.

The ship's board pushed him to an island, and he had just climbed ashore when he met the Pirates of Fanbang and arrested him. The pirate leader interrogated him, and seeing that he had no oil or water, he cut off his head with a knife. There was already a tolerance for receiving the introduction, and he was led to the prince.

Zimikan was stunned, thousands of miles away from here, it seems that his cousin is dead, this is his ghost. He immediately knelt down in front of Wang Ye and said, "Wang Ye, you just promised to give me a life, and now I have used this life to give to my cousin, so that he can rise from the dead and come back to life." ”

Wang Ye agreed to come down and let the waiter take Qi Wanqian away. At this time, a hint of morning light appeared in the east, and Wang Ye said, "I will not leave you anymore, send someone to send you away." Zimikon said goodbye to the prince and the three scribes, and was sent out of the gate by the waiter. As soon as he turned back, the palace disappeared, leaving only rocks and trees.

Zimicon returned home and sent someone to inquire about his cousin. After half a year, his cousin Qi Wanqian returned and talked about his adventures. He was beheaded by pirates overseas, and even though he knew that his head had been picked up by the gods, he came back to life. He waited at the beach for ten days and ten nights, and finally waited for a passing ship to arrive in Qiongzhou. He traveled all the way back to his hometown.

Zimicon examined his neck, and sure enough, there was a thin red line, which was the scar left by the knife. Until Zimicon died fifty years later, he didn't know who that prince really was!

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