This article is transferred from: the public number "old cake", thanks to teacher Yu!
Hello dear friends, big and small! We Kaifeng is the ancient capital of the Eight Dynasties, with a long history and a very deep cultural heritage. For thousands of years, there have been many folk stories. Today, the old cake teacher wants to tell you a story of "sonic earthquake in the sky".
There is a landmark building in the center of Kaifeng City, do you know what it is? By the way, it is the drum tower of our Kaifeng. It is said that the drum tower was built in the Ming Dynasty and repaired many times during the Qing Dynasty, including one major repair during the Kangxi Dynasty.
Also during the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty, a father and son fled to Kaifeng and stayed overnight under the Drum Tower. Seeing that they were pitiful, the head of the government office stayed on an errand in the drum tower, the father served as the drummer (the drum is the person who beat the drum regularly), and the son was responsible for sweeping the street. The two grandfathers are loyal and honest, their hands and feet are diligent, and there is no nearby resident who does not praise. When they met, they called them "Old Si Drum" and "Little Sweeping Street", and their real names and surnames were not known.
At that time, the literati rioters often gathered in the hall of the Drum Tower, chanting poems and paintings, and splashing ink. At this time, the old sigu always sat quietly in the wall and closed his eyes to recuperate. The small sweeping street can not stay idle, spread paper and grind ink, run before and after running busy waiting, everyone is also accustomed to it, no one has put their grandfathers in the eyes, such a day is more than ten years.
Yan Xingbang, the governor of Henan who sat in Kaifeng, was the highest governor of a province. When he saw that the drum tower had fallen into disrepair, he raised donations throughout the city, which took three years to renovate the drum tower. The new drum tower is magnificent, really called grand.
On this day, Yan Xingbang feasted on the guests on the drum tower, and almost all the city's talents and book masters came. Yan Xingbang said with a smile: "Rebuilding the drum tower, the prosperity of the ages, the lack of beauty, the lack of a huge plaque to paint the finishing touch." Today, I would like to invite you to write a plaque for the inscription of this building, which will flow for hundreds of years. ”
The guests were full of joy and excitement, and they were secretly determined to show their skills, and soon handed over dozens of notes. Yan Xingbang read it one by one, but none of them liked it, and he frowned and said: "All you have written is the feeling of 'small bridge flowing water', and you lack the courage of 'going east of the big river'.
Only then did people understand that today's banquet was not delicious, so they had to scratch their ears and scratch their cheeks, rack their brains, and meditate hard. Yan Xingbang never saw any movement, and sighed: "Alas, isn't there a person with real talent and practical learning in such an ancient city?" ”
The people were ashamed of themselves, and the hall was so quiet that they could hear the needles falling. Suddenly, an old voice sounded in the corner: "Adult, can a villain sacrifice ugliness?" Seeing that it was the old si drum, the head of the government ya class was afraid of making a joke, and he rebuked: "Today is a grand event in the literary world, you have a stomach full of chaff and what a hilarity!" ”
Lao Sigu took a few steps forward, bent down and smiled, and said: "I heard that the adult has a big belly, and the little man is wrong, so I should listen to a joke." ”
Yan Xingbang saw that he looked ordinary, but he could speak well and said, "You might as well try it." ”
How about "Sonic Boom in the Sky"?
As soon as these words came out, the whole house was shocked. Yan Xingbang smiled and said, "Please tell me more." ”
"The land of China is divided into nine states, Henan is located in Zhongzhou, Kaifeng is in the middle of Zhongzhou, the drum tower is in the middle of Kaifeng, this is the center of the world, a hammer hits the drum, the sound is in the sky!"
Good one in the middle of a sonic earthquake, the atmosphere is majestic. Yan Xingbang shot up the case, excitedly let the old si drum to the seat, personally poured three glasses of wine to reward.
The old man raised his glass and made a gesture toward the crowd. He said: "As the saying goes, 'Learn from the good people, learn from the witches and learn from the gods'. You are all learned people who often come to the Drum Tower to meet friends. I've been listening for a long time, and my brain is slowly opening up. I have been thinking about the four words 'Sonic Earthquake in the Sky' for a long time, and today I am being seen by the patrol adults, and I have to thank you all! ”
The old sigu said this very appropriately, and the visitors also had a light on their faces, and the hall was full of laughter. Yan Xingbang said with great interest: "Now ask the calligraphy master to wave on the spot and make the plaque hanging high." ”
Whoever can draw a few strokes, no one is not far behind, the real grass is sealed, and the dragon flies and the phoenix dances. Yan Xingbang watched next to the table and said loudly: "You are really brilliant, but unfortunately, the writing is too small, and it is not quite commensurate with the tall drum tower." ”
Everyone publicly promoted a famous old calligrapher and wrote a large character half a person tall, but Yan Xingbang still shook his head and was too small.
When everyone was discouraged, the small sweeper who had been serving tea and water interjected: "Adult, can I try it?" Yan Xingbang looked him up and down and asked, "What are you doing?" ”
"I'm the son of the old sigu, and everyone calls me a little sweeper."
Yan Xingbang instructed Bantou to bring him pens, ink and paper for him to choose. Xiao Sweeper picked up a broom from the corner of the wall, smiled and said, "Or my guy is strong!" "I saw him carry half a bucket of water, pour ink and stir it, and then go out of the temple door, and people flocked out.
A good little sweep of the street, only to see him tighten his clothes, with a broom full of thick ink, waving on the paper, using it freely, you think: Can the words written by the broom pen, which is rare in the world, still be small?
Yan Xingbang cried out, "How did you learn such a unique job?" ”
Xiao Sweeper bowed deeply to the crowd.
"The seniors often come here to practice calligraphy, improvised, I waited next to me, secretly pondering, every day after I cleaned the area around the drum tower, I used a broom dipped in water to practice writing on the ground, a bucket of water is not bright after the day is used, every day."
"There is nothing difficult in the world, but I am afraid of those who have a heart!" The crowd was full of emotion, and they no longer dared to underestimate these two grandfathers. Soon, a huge plaque was hung at the eaves of the drum tower, and the four words "Sound Shock in the Sky" were written on it, and the font was strong and strong, and it could be seen clearly when standing outside the city. But who would have thought that this ancient famous sentence was actually from the hands of the old drum and the small sweeping street.
In 1948, when Kaifeng was first liberated, the giant plaque in the drum tower and the sound of the earthquake was unfortunately destroyed in the war, and the inscription about who wrote this plaque is still a mystery and no one has cracked it.
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