One day in the lunar month of this year, Yang Shen, who was in his fifties, wandered blindly and came to Yingtianfu. According to the old practice, every time he went, Yang Shen blindly found a place to live first. In an alley, Yang Shenblind was just when people inquired about whether there was a house nearby, and he didn't want the two of them to come forward, so he clasped his hands into fists and said with a smile: "Yang Shenblind, you don't need to look for this residence, my family heard that you came to Yingtianfu, and I have already arranged it for you." Yang Shen was stunned and asked, "Who is your adult?" The person who came smiled and said: "This is not the place to speak, you will know when you see my family!"
The two people led Yang Shen blindly into a teahouse and entered the box, where a black-faced man was already seated, holding a dexterous and cute yellow dog in his arms. When the black-faced man saw that Yang Shen was blind, he hurriedly put down the dog in his arms, hurriedly stepped forward, knelt on one leg and hugged his fists and said: "Sir, you came just in time, I heard that Mr. often has a chivalrous heart, and I will look for you tomorrow, I have something to ask for, and I hope Mr. will help!"
After an hour's work, Yang Shen came out blindly, and the cane in his hand was missing, but he led a yellow dog. The yellow dog led the way ahead.
Early the next morning, Yang Shenblind came to the downtown area and put a wooden table with pen, ink, paper and inkstone. A wooden sign was erected on one side of the table, and a few lines of large characters were neatly written on the wooden card: portrait of a blind man, who looks like whom, if not, not a penny.
The pedestrians on the road saw it and came around for a while. Can a blind man paint a portrait of a person? Some people are curious, and some people are skeptical. One of the men laughed and said, "Hey, blind man, you're not a liar, are you? Yang Shen smiled blindly, and then said, "If you can draw it, you will know if you try it!" The people on the side coaxed at the man: "Li Erbao, let him try it and see if he can draw a portrait for you!"
The man named Li Erbao immediately took out three taels of silver from his arms and slapped them on the table: "Okay, if you can really draw it for me, these three taels of silver are yours; If you don't look like a picture, I'll smash your stall!" Yang Shen said blindly: "Okay, listen to it!" When it was over, Li Erbao was a little worried, afraid that Yang Shen would pretend to be blind, so he simply untied his white cloth belt and tightly blindfolded Yang Shen's blind eyes.
"Let's draw!" Li Erbao stood in front of the wooden table with his pants in his hands, looking at Yang Shen with triumphantness.
Yang Shen stretched out a hand unhurriedly and said, "The young man leaned his head forward." If I don't paint like it at all, I won't squeak if you smash it; If I get the picture right, the money and the belt will be mine, and you will walk away with your pants!" After that, Yang Shen blindly brushed the man's face from top to bottom, from left to right, and then sat at the table, stroked the paper in one hand and held the pen in the other.
At this time, everyone looked at the portrait, and then at the man, the eyebrows, eyes, nose, and corners of the mouth...... It's not bad at all. Li Erbao was also stunned for a while, raised his legs and left, not wanting to be stopped by a person behind him. The man shouted, "It's not too late to take the painting and leave, don't be so rash in the future!" Li Erbao's face was flushed, he picked up the rolled painting with one hand, and ran away with his pants in the other!
The matter of the portrait of the blind man, like a gust of wind, spread all over the streets and alleys of Yingtianfu City, and for a time people came one after another, scrambling to pay for him to paint. For a few days, Yang Shenblind's business was particularly prosperous. It's strange to say that the strong man with a black veil on his face is always walking around in front of Yang Shen's blind painting stall not far away, and no one knows what he does.
In the evening of this day, Yang Shen was busy all day, closed the stall, and was on the way back, when he found that someone was following him with his keen hearing. He walked fast, and the man followed; He slowed down, and so did the man. Judging from the unique footsteps, Yang Shen blindly judged that this person was either a thief or a thief!
In order to verify his judgment, Yang Shenblind deliberately threw a bag of silver earned in a day on the ground. After a while, I heard that the footsteps in front of me really stopped! Yang Shen was relieved, and throwing away a bag of broken silver can be regarded as ruining wealth and eliminating disasters.
Yang Shen slowed down and returned to his residence, not wanting the door to open by itself. He was stunned, entered the house, only to hear a "bang" under his feet and kicked something, reached out to touch it, hey, isn't this the bag of silver he threw down on the road?
At this time, I could only hear a burst of laughter from inside the house: "Yang Shen is blind, you also underestimate me too much, just a few taels of silver of yours, you also want to send me away?" Yang Shen heard that the person in the house was the guy who was following him on the road, and couldn't help asking, "Who are you and what do you want to do?"
The man laughed and said, "I want you to draw me a portrait!" Yang Shen said blindly: "Why don't you ask me to paint during the day? It's so dark, and I'm tired all day." The man laughed again, "I won't come to you until it gets dark." As long as you paint me, I'll pay you twice the price during the day!" Yang Shen asked curiously: "This is strange, why do you wait for it to get dark before looking for my portrait?"
"Less nonsense!" The man suddenly became fierce for a moment, "If you don't paint me, be careful that I will kill you!" Yang Shen suddenly felt a chill on his stomach, and a knife (knife) pressed against him. Yang Shen was blind and "groaned" in his heart: this person was really sent to the door, but he didn't expect it to be so fast!
"Okay, I'...... I'll draw it for you!" Yang Shen pretended to be fearful and hurriedly agreed. He took out a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone and placed it on the table. The man put his head in front of Yang Shenblind, who reached out and touched a bamboo hat, and then touched a wisp of tulle. The man took off the bamboo hat and let him keep touching it. Yang Shen touched his forehead blindly, then his nose and mouth, and then the front of his neck...... His hands shook suddenly, and he almost fell to the ground. "You...... What's wrong with you?" The man snapped a scolding question.
Yang Shen didn't say anything, his heart was sour, he had been touching that person's face for a long time, he had never touched someone else's face for such a long time since he had painted someone. That man's face is cold, and his blood and tendons are violent, which shows that although he is strong on the outside, he is weak and lonely in his heart!
"Have you been without a father since you were a child?" Yang Shen asked suddenly. The man laughed for a while: "The old guy can also tell fortunes! Hehe, my father has one, but it's a fake!" Yang Shen was stunned: "Fake?"
"Why are you so stupid, stepfather, you died the year before last!" The man was a little impatient, "Hey, old blind man, why don't you draw it for a long time, can't I paint my face?" Yang Shen sighed blindly and said, "No...... It's not difficult to draw, kid, I have to touch it carefully for you, there can't be a mistake, I want to paint you the best image in the world, so that I can be worthy of your double price......"
"Well, that's pretty much it. The man laughed.
"But," Yang Shen said blindly, "You can't paint this image well for a while, you go back first, and you can get the painting the night after tomorrow!"
"No way!" The man said, "What if you run away?"
There is a Yang God blind in the rivers and lakes (2)
Yang Shen smiled bitterly: "Where else can I run to an old thing, and where can I not paint portraits for others to earn food?"
"Alright, see you the night after tomorrow!" The man angrily put the black veil on his face, and his body was vertical, and he disappeared in a flash.
Yang Shen listened to the man walking away, and then closed the door, he leaned his back on the door, his body was weak, and he collapsed to the ground for a while, covering his face with his hands and crying loudly.
The next day, Yang Shen was blind and didn't come out of the stall for a day, he lay in bed without eating or drinking, and his hair seemed to be all white overnight.
On the morning of the third day, Yang Shen climbed out of bed with blind support, and he sat down at the table, ruthlessly, and painted a portrait of the man. After the drawing, he folded it up, rolled it into a small tube, and then summoned the yellow dog, tied the small paper tube around the dog's neck, patted the puppy (pup), and muttered: "Go, go......" The puppy jumped on its front legs very obediently, quickly jumped out of the gate, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Afterwards, he repainted the man.
It was getting dark, and Yang Shen was afraid that the man would not be able to find the door, so he ran to the gate and hung a lantern. He turned back into the house, and suddenly someone behind him tapped him on the shoulder: "Haha, old blind man, I'm here, where's my portrait?"
Yang Shen sighed blindly, took out the portrait, and spread it out on the table. The man lifted the black veil covering his face, looked at his portrait, and suddenly showed a smile on his face, and clapped his hands like a child: "Haha, not bad, my mother is very happy to see it! Old blind man, borrow a pen!" He took the pen from Yang Shen's hand, turned the portrait over, and wrote an address. When he came, he carefully rolled up the painting again and hid it in his arms. "Give you money!" The man threw a bag of silver on the table and turned to leave.
"Slow!" Yang Shen suddenly shouted. The man was stunned: "What, is it too much money?" Yang Shen's blind tone softened, and he said as if pleading: "You...... Can you let me touch your face again......" The man looked Yang Shen up and down like a monster: "Hey, old blind man, you have a problem, you are still addicted to touching your face?" Lao Tzu has no time to grind with you, let's go!"
"No!" Yang Shen grabbed him blindly, "Child, I'm your father......"
"What? You're my father?" The man froze suddenly. Yang Shen choked up and said, "Okay, let's go, hurry up...... I've already reported to the prefect of Tianfu, and if I don't leave, it's too late!"
"Old thing," the man was furious, "you can fool people, it seems that I will have to kill you tomorrow!" As he spoke, he pulled out the knife from his waist with a "whoosh" and stabbed Yang Shen blindly. Yang Shen sat blindly on the side, but did not dodge or dodge, and suffered death by the neck.
There was a whoosh, and an arrow hit the man's wrist. At the same time, a group of people rushed into the house from outside the house, and the first person was the black-faced man who was blind in the teahouse that day. The black-faced man shouted at the man: "Flying Fox, you can't run anymore, don't surrender quickly!"
The one known as the Flying Fox, when he saw that his identity was revealed, coldly lifted the black veil covering his face, drew a long sword from his waist, roared, and was about to stab at a catcher next to him. It was too late, but it was too soon, and the black-faced man raised his hand, and a dart hit him in the chest. "Ahh A group of men rushed forward and tied him with ropes. Yang Shen blindly crawled to the side of the flying fox and cried: "Man'er, my son......"
Hearing his shout, everyone present was stunned. The flying fox was even more surprised when he heard his milk name: "You...... Are you really my father?"
It turned out that as early as thirty years ago, Yang Shen blindly married a daughter-in-law named Yun Niang, who was a well-known local beauty. A year later, they gave birth to a child named Man'er. Beforehand, Man'er was dark and thin, weak and sickly, and Yang Shen was afraid that he would not live long, so he stabbed his name on the front of his son's neck according to the words of a fortune teller, which means that father and son are connected by the same fate, and life and death are all the way. The days have passed, and although the words on the back of Man'er's neck have faded a little, the traces are still very clear when I touch them with my hands.
Unexpectedly, after a short time, Yang Shen was plotted by someone and blinded by stabbing his eyes. When I returned home, I found that my wife and children had been taken away again...... After that, he almost searched all corners, but never found the mother and son. Decades have passed, and every time Yang Shenblind touches someone's face and paints a portrait, he always habitually touches the front of his neck, hoping to touch his name there and find his son Man'er.
Not long ago, Yang Shen came to Yingtianfu and was taken to the teahouse, and the black-faced man who wanted to see him was Ma Xiaotian, the leader of the fast hunting in the prefect's yamen. Ma Xiaotian informed him that over the years, there had been a flying thief on the rivers and lakes, nicknamed "Flying Fox". This person came and went without a trace, and local governments sent people to hunt him down many times, but they have never been able to arrest him. Recently, the prefect of Ying Tianfu got the news that the Flying Fox had wandered to this area, and the prefect immediately ordered Ma Xiaotian to do everything possible to take down the Flying Fox.
After Ma Xiaotian received the order, after a detailed visit, he found that although the flying fox did a lot of evil outside, he was a dutiful son. Because he has several cases in his body, he does not dare to go home, and every year near the end of the year, he has to ask someone to draw a portrait of him and send it to his old mother at home to report his safety. At this moment, Yang Shen, a famous portrait master of the rivers and lakes, was blind to Yingtianfu, and Ma Xiaotian suddenly thought of a plan to "invite you into the urn". In order to hide people's eyes and ears, it is the safest way to find a portrait of a blind man, and most of the flying foxes will look for portraits of blind people. So he secretly sent someone to invite Yang Shen to the teahouse and asked him to cooperate with him, so as to take down the flying fox in one fell swoop.
Yang Shen was originally a chivalrous and righteous person, and after listening to Ma Xiaotian's request, he immediately agreed, but he didn't expect that as soon as he came out of the stall the next day, he would be targeted by the flying fox. The cunning flying fox dodged the traps lurking around, and still ventured to follow Yang Shen's blind house in order to fulfill his filial piety. He didn't expect that a blind man would have such miraculous skills and send himself to a dead end; What Yang Shen didn't expect was that when he touched the face of the flying fox, he actually touched the name he had tattooed on the back of his son's neck for a while. Suddenly, like five thunderbolts, his eyes were black, and he almost fainted!
"Father......" The truth was revealed, and the flying fox threw himself into Yang Shen's arms and howled, "Since you have recognized me as your son, why did you send me to the government, why?"
"Son," Yang Shen hugged Man'er tightly, crying silently, "I'm sorry for you for your father, you have lost your father's love since you were a child, but ...... But you have done so many good deeds, and the Father can't save you......"
A month later, Yang Shen blindly followed the address written on the reverse side of the portrait and found Yun Niang. After listening to Yang Shen's blind report, Yun Niang burst into tears, and she muttered: "I knew I would come this day." Poor boy, since the loss of your father, his personality has changed so much, and no one can control him......"
That night, Yun Niang took advantage of Yang Shen's blindness and secretly ended her life with a piece of white silk. Since then, there has been no news of Yang Shen's blindness on the rivers and lakes, some people say that he is a monk, and some people say that he jumped off the cliff with the white silk used by Yun Niang to hang himself.