Absurd Crossing Novel: The Biography of Zhao Yuanwai Lu Zhishen
One day in the 22nd century, Tong Sanlu, a paper mill worker, was carrying the last batch of used books in the raw material warehouse, preparing to transport them to the pulp workshop for pulping. Because of the implementation of paperless office, the sales of paper are getting worse and worse, no, this paper mill is about to close. Lao Tong has worked here all his life, and when he encountered this before he retired, he couldn't help but feel a little lost. He found a bundle of old books piled up in the corner, mixed with some waste paper.
Sanlu is a book lover, often looking for in the waste paper pile, sometimes he can really find good books, and this time he wants to try his luck one last time.
It's all outdated political reading, and although it was once a smash hit, it's long gone unnoticed.
Hey, isn't this a handwritten manuscript? It looks like it's been a few years, and the paper is yellowed. After a little look, I saw the word "Zhao Yuanwai" exposed.
Extracted the manuscript, it turned out to be a title - "The Biography of Zhao Yuanwai Lu Zhishen", the author is a black and white layman.
Tong Sanlu was well-read, so he naturally knew the origin of these two heirs, and he was a little puzzled that Zhao Yuanwai was just an insignificant little person in "Water Margin", how could his name be ranked in front of the famous Lu Tishi? So he folded the manuscript paper and put it in his pocket. In the evening, I read the manuscript carefully, and gradually read it with a little taste. Here is the original:
One day in the ×× of the ×× century, Zhao Yuanwai was patrolling the hill next to his hometown Qibao Village, when he suddenly saw a man walking on the mountain road. But when I saw that he was tall, but he was dressed in rags, and he was haggard, and he was holding a stick, and he seemed to be a down-and-out man.
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The man approached the outside, looked at it for a moment, and was surprised, and muttered, "You, you...... Aren't you Zhao Yuanwai from Qibao Village?" The staff outside was also shocked, but when he looked at the person carefully, the figure of the person should have been very burly, but now he is so thin that he is only skinny and bone-covered, and the face frame is a little familiar, but it seems that Xi'er and Da Chun met in the cave - "Born and familiar", I can't remember who he is for a while.
The man lost his temper and shouted: "I am Lu Dalu Zhishen! Why can't the staff recognize me?" I didn't see Tihar's iron Zen staff, but it was replaced by a dog-beating stick, and it looked desolate, and he must have a hidden feeling that he couldn't look back. Remembering the love of previous years, the two hugged each other and cried.
Wiping away his tears, he said: "I haven't seen you for many years, is it good to give you a good time?" Ti Ha shook his head and said: "You look at my down-and-down ghost appearance, can you still call it good?" "Alas, the fortune of the country is swinging, and the people are so bad!" "It is reported that Ti Zhi is not in Hangzhou Liuhe Temple, listening to the sound of the tide of the Qiantang River, it has been ...... Round ......"
Zhishen interrupted the conversation and said: "The storyteller said that I have passed away, this is a miscommunication. I continued to chant and worship the Buddha there until that unprecedented year......" and then Tihar recounted an experience that followed.
That year, the Red Guards broke the four olds, and this Liuhe Temple naturally could not escape the doom. A dry red armband rushed in, and he couldn't help but say, he would beat the monk when he saw it, and smash it when he saw the Buddha. With his violent temper, he would have already swung his vinegar-like fist forward, but it was really difficult to attack those stinky boys. Besides, there are so many of them that they are mighty and mighty, is it possible that Ti Zhi will fight to shed a river of blood? He warned himself in his heart: "Sprinkle the family, no, the old man has already officially converted to Buddhism, and he will no longer open the precept of killing." ”
Within a few days, he and his monks were swept away and sent to a farm, saying that they would transform their parasites into self-supporting laborers. Labor is labor, although he was a hands-off shopkeeper when he planted vegetables in Daxiangguo Temple, just drinking and practicing boxing, and when he was a monk in Liuhe Temple, he did personally carry water and fertilize. In the past few years, he has worked hard and worked hard, clamping his tail and being a man, which can be regarded as passable. I don't want to think that in a few years, the top will be called a critical capitulationist.
At first, Lu Zhishen thought to himself: This is my business! Who knew that it didn't take long for him to be found out and criticized by the revolutionary masses, saying that he was the great surrender faction under Song Jiang. Ti Zhi was not convinced, and shouted injustice: "All the officials who have read "The Complete Biography of the Water Margin" know that I Lu Zhishen is resolutely against Zhao'an, if you don't believe it, you can check it with the book. But the revolutionary masses roared angrily: "No quibbles!"
A scribe with glasses held up a book and shouted into the microphone: "Revolutionary comrades! Look at the thirty-second chapter of "Romance of the Water Margin": "Martial Artist Drunk Punch Kong Liang Jinmao Tiger Interprets Song Jiang", written in black and white, Wu Song was ready to go to Erlong Mountain to fall into the grass after killing people, Song Jiang said to Wu Song: 'If you get the imperial court to recruit peace, you can get Lu Zhishen and Yang Zhi to surrender...... 'It can be seen that before you went to Liangshan, you were already Song Jiang's material for the surrender faction, what else can you say?'
Zhishen was so angry that he wanted to scold the birds, and said angrily: "This is the words of the Song leader, and there is no response from me, how can I be regarded as evidence of the surrender faction?" Where can everyone allow him to say, Rao is Zhishen's voice is loud, how can he be able to resist the overwhelming crusade of "knocking down", "smashing", and "frying"? He also punched and kicked, until he was beaten until one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven, and said that he would continue to strengthen the intensity of criticism and fighting in the future.
He thought about it for a while, God is pitiful! If I go on like this, my life will be put to rest! It is better to anoint the soles of my feet and slip away. But the whole world is a red world, he has no legal documents, and he immediately became a blind "black" after leaving the farm.
After several rounds, I came to a remote mountain village called Haiyuan. First found Lao Wu, the head of the mushroom plant, and wanted to join the gang to eat and do things (eat by labor). Lao Wu was timid and polite. I also looked for Lao Lin and Lao Li, both of whom were blind streams from Zhejiang. The blind stream sees the blind stream, and the eyes are full of tears. Lao Lin, who burns charcoal for a living, has a pair of big buck teeth and a pair of thief eyes, known as the Barmao Mouse; Lao Li, who carries bamboo and wood to make a living, has long hair half a foot away all year round, and is always fierce, and is called the savage Lao Li. Although they are at the bottom of the rivers and lakes, they are quite chivalrous and courageous, regardless of the fact that they are still mud bodhisattvas to cross the river, and take Zhishen in danger.
Since then, Luda has either helped Lao Lin burn fire and pick charcoal, or helped Lao Li cut wood and bamboo. Haiyuan is kind-hearted, knowing that he is all blind, but he also opens his eyes and closes his eyes. It's been a good time. There is only one section, and the jurisdiction committee is really difficult, that is, the food is poor and miserable. Lin and Li have long been accustomed to coarse tea and light rice, and often swallow rice with salted rice soup; Ti Shi is a natural foodie, and he is not afraid to contribute, but where can he suffer from such a tip of his tongue?
Back then, in Wutai Mountain, he complained after eating vegetables and tofu for a few more days, saying that "birds fade out of his mouth". Compared with today, the food in Wutai Mountain is simply abundant! I can also hear that there is a youth team on the other side of the mountain, and the food is good, and they want to go to the defection, but it is sad to pass the approval of the brigade.
The matter of food is still secondary, and what he is most worried about is that he really can't stand the blackmail and bullying of "clams" and the like. The "clam" was a minister of the Commune, who was always walking sideways and always commanding the masses, hence his notoriety. He often tied up the blind streams on the pretext of checking the blind streams, and refused to let go until he forced out more than ten or twenty yuan.
The bamao rat was the most unlucky, and even the money hidden in the crotch of his pants was found. Zhishen is very afraid that if he can't hold on to something in the future, he will cause a big disaster. Thinking of this, he said goodbye to Lin and Li, left Haiyuan, and wanted to find a place without "clams" to live in peace. But in this vast land, there is no place where there are no bad people. No, he wandered all the way, crossed mountains and mountains, and ran into walls everywhere. Today, I unexpectedly came to the boundary of Qibao Village, and I had to meet Zhao Yuanwai unexpectedly.
After hearing Tiha's words, the staff was full of emotion, and pinched Zhishen's hand and said repeatedly: "Tiha has really suffered all these years!" and asked: "Why don't you see Brother Lu's 62-pound iron Zen staff?"
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Zhishen snorted slightly: "The staff made fun of me, I have dedicated this Zen stick to the government more than ten years ago." I remember that at that time, the whole people were smelting steel, and the towering trees next to the temple were also cut down and burned as firewood. Outside the staff was silent.
Ti Ha said angrily: "For thousands of years, the country has often had foreign invasions, and there have been its own tosses, which day is comfortable? You were a rich man on the rich side in the past, and you must have suffered a lot in the new society, right?"
Unexpectedly, when the staff heard this, they did not show sadness, but showed a little joy, and said with a smile: "Over the years, I haven't suffered much. Speaking of which, I would like to thank you for your eldest brother!" Tiha was greatly surprised: "I think back then, you repeatedly cleaned up the aftermath of the troubles that the Sprinkle family had, and I don't know how many silver taels you spent, I should be grateful to you, why did you talk back?"
So, the staff member told the story of the incident. Zhao Yuanwai's original family was well-off, lying on thousands of acres of fertile land, and standing on hundreds of houses. Later, because of his straightforward temperament, he made trouble one after another, and the staff could only give up his wealth to avoid disasters, spending money again and again, first selling the fields gradually, and then selling the houses more and more, leaving only more than ten acres of thin land and three old houses. Needless to say, the servants and long-term workers were all dismissed, and the staff worked outside the acre. Although the harvest is hard, but the thought that it has been repaid by the benefactor, it is also willing.
Ti Ha was very apologetic and said: "I only complain that I am grumpy and have done a lot of troubled things, and you are tired of ruining your family." The clerk smiled and said, "No, no, this is what I should thank you for!" I would like to hear about it. ”
It turned out that the storm hit that year, and the climax of land reform was set off everywhere. I heard that in the early days of land reform, those with more than × acres of land were classified as the landlord class, and people were criticized and their family wealth was confiscated, and those who were angry immediately reported for approval and suppression, and were even killed on the spot by the villagers at the criticism meeting. The staff were terrified and panicked. But fear did not help, and the working group finally arrived in Qibao Village.
After some investigation, the working group convened a meeting of activists that night, and finally divided the class composition of each household. When the outsiders heard the letter, their hearts became more and more like fire, and they couldn't sleep at night, tossing and turning, as if waking up like a dream. In the dream, he was tied with his father in the neighboring village Dangen and escorted to a field. A gunshot rang out, and the one fell, but he was safe......
Finally, the dawn was overturned, and someone slammed the gate into the mountain, and the sound was like a hammer hitting the heart. The staff members were ready to be killed, and opened the door to meet the murderous letter. But seeing that it was a distant nephew, his face was happy, and he shouted excitedly: "It's decided, the composition of the uncle is delineated." You crossed a-"
Seeing that his nephew was still going to sell Guanzi, the staff members were so anxious that they broke out in a cold sweat: "Tell me quickly, what kind of ingredients have been drawn?" "They are rich middle peasants! They are the objects of unity!" The staff members still couldn't believe their ears, and they were overjoyed and sad, and they burst into tears. After rejoicing, I felt that I should at least be a rich peasant, why did I make a middle peasant? Don't make a mistake, let me rejoice in vain.
The nephew explained with a smile: "That's right, the policy stipulates that the number of acres of land is calculated by three years at the time of the land reform, and you have already sold out most of the fields by then, leaving only about ten acres of land that you cultivate." A boulder in the heart of the staff began to fall to the ground, and as if the condemned prisoner had been granted amnesty, he was grateful, and could not help but tremble and say: "The policy is wise! Long live the policy!" After calming down, he thought again, what about the people who bought the land at that time? Alas, everyone swept the snow in front of the door, and they couldn't care about it.
Ahh That Lao Yu is his hair small, and he opened a national money village in the city, which is quite profitable. He bought it at the highest price that year, and this time he was not allowed to classify himself as a landlord and rich peasant? Didn't he make him a backstabber? Thinking of this, the staff members were anxious, but they were helpless.
Sure enough, soon Lao Yu was classified as an industrial and commercial landlord, escorted to the township, and took turns to criticize and fight. The black hair on his head was all pulled by the angry villagers, and he became a big bald scoop, just like Mr. Wu Han more than ten years later. Fortunately, he was stronger than Mr. Wu, and in the end he picked up a life. After setting things right, he returned to the financial world and made a lot of achievements in the banking industry, but he couldn't come back. For this reason, for decades, the staff has always felt shameless to face the country's brother. After that, I don't show it.
The staff clasped their hands into fists and said: "In addition to the blessing of the policy, I must also thank you for helping me escape the catastrophe." If it weren't for the revelation of God in the underworld, and the successive incidents that made me ruined, I might have been rotten today. Such a great grace is unforgettable. "After that, bow to Tihar to the end.
Then, Zhao Yuanwai talked about what happened later. Since he was classified as a middle-class peasant household, although he has been short of food and clothing for a long time, and has been written into articles and dramas by writers several times as backward elements, he has not been put into a separate book after all, and he has lived an ordinary life with the masses. During the movement, they were only beaten a few times at the meeting, warning them not to take the capitalist road, after all, they did not suffer greatly.
In the past few years, he criticized Confucianism and commented on the law, because he was very knowledgeable in reading outside the staff, and he was involved in the romances and scripts of the past dynasties, and he was regarded as a literary talent in the village, so he was valued by the leader and became a semi-full-time lecturer. criticized the surrender faction again a while ago, and the outsiders are no longer familiar with the story of the Water Margin, and according to the tone of the leader, they rated a "Water Margin" wonderfully. Although he was commended by the leaders, he still carried out three provinces a day and reminded himself: We must always conscientiously understand the meaning of the two newspapers and one periodical, be careful step by step, and never take a step beyond the thunder pool, otherwise the transition from "revolution" to "counter-revolution" will only be a matter of moment.
Thinking back to the past, he took a Zen staff to walk the world, what a heroic and heroic man! Today, he is living so aggrieved that he can't help but feel a big sigh in his heart. With the intention of doing his best to repay the great kindness of Zhishen, he sincerely retained Tizhi to take refuge in Qibao Village for the time being, and waited for the situation to ease before making plans. Because he was a wandering "black", he was a little hesitant for fear of affecting the staff.
The member said: "You are the double benefactor of my family, how can I not do a little bit of my small effort? What's more, I am doing well today, publicizing during the day and keeping vigil alone in the mountain hut at night to protect the forest. As for rice millet, don't worry, I have opened a few hills of wasteland in the mountains and planted some miscellaneous grains, which has quite a surplus. Tihar agreed to stay for the time being. Suddenly remembering a ruthless man, the staff asked: "It is rumored that the black whirlwind Li Kui did not die immediately after taking poison, and went to the people again. He is a complete rebel, resolutely opposed to the Song leader Zhao'an, and he is not like you who came from the old military officer's background, but he is a poor farmer with real gold, and now he must be able to get what he wants and make great progress, right?"
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Tiha sighed: "That's right, the poison on his body was indeed solved by the divine doctor An Daoquan. It's a pity that he folded it in the ingredients, although the ingredients are good, but his temper is too stinky and murderous. A few years ago, when the movement was in the ascendant, he was promoted to be the commander of the local poor and middle-peasant rebel squads, and he fought and killed with vigor and vigor, how happy and comfortable! Soon the two factions engaged in an armed fight, but he lacked guns and ammunition in his hands, and suffered some losses, so he took a fancy to the gun depot of the military region. When he couldn't ask for good words, he got annoyed, brandished two plate axes, and led hundreds of people to storm the gun hangar. With his experience, he only had to shout the slogan 'Rebellion is justified' and rush forward, and the soldiers with loaded guns would immediately admit it.
They were soldiers under the inconspicuous Li Yunlong, and they had already received orders from Commander Li: Those who attack the troops should be killed! Li Kui took the lead and rushed to the front, and a bullet hit the door of the head, killing him on the spot. Seeing this, they scattered with all the birds and beasts. "Zhishen stayed in Haiyuan for a while, and he didn't pay attention to leaking an old sentence.
The outsiders had no good impression of Li Kui, but because of the face of Tizhi, they had to pretend to be very sorry and sighed with them. But I thought in my heart: This black guy has no humanity, he just wants to kill happily, no matter whether he is good or bad, he will be cut off in a row. If he lives one more day, the world will have a more violent atmosphere.
Since then, Ti Zhi has lived in the grass in the forest, admiring the morning dew in the morning and welcoming the returning birds at dusk. The years are not prosperous, the days are not salty or light, but they are peaceful. He has the same thoughts as the outsiders, and looks forward to turning the page as soon as possible. He used to be lazy to listen to the evening drum and morning bell, but now he really wants to return to the Green Lantern Yellow Scroll Hall to spend the rest of his life......
This day has finally arrived!
This concludes the contribution. Although it is not explicitly written in the text, with Sanlu's familiarity with a Chinese history, it is basically possible to determine the date of its deeds and the date of its writing. Based on his experience, it was inferred that this black-and-white layman was the pen name of Zhao Yuanwai himself, at least his heir.
It seems that the author has a little selfishness, and actually ranks his (or his ancestors') name in front of the famous Lu Zhishen. The form of this manuscript is a long time travel that has long been overused, very naïve, and the writing is lackluster, and the advantage is that it shows a cross-section of a special history. But for some reason, the official history is vague about such events. It seems that there is no rush to throw this manuscript into the pulp pool, so it is better to send it out first and invite friends to read it.
(Note: In addition to the well-known literary examples in this article, they are all the author's old classmates, brothers and sisters, and characters from mountain villages)
(Thanks to Mr. Liu Leliang, the editor-in-chief of Educated Youth Love, for recommending the manuscript!)
Author of this article
About author:Zhao Quanguo, male, Shanghai educated youth, graduated from high school in the sixth and seventh sessions, went to Xingan County, Jiangxi Province in November 68 to join the team, and returned to the Shanghai production group after 10 years. He was laid off in 2000 and retired in 2008.