I had a dream and got lovesick. Did you make a mistake? Is there such a thing in this world? As a result, it cost my own life, which makes people sigh.

Wu Sheng returned to the study with great regret. When he was about to write an article, he found that the painting of a beautiful woman hanging on the wall of the study seemed a little different, so he got up and took a closer look. He found that the beauty in the painting had many hair buns.

There is a small yellow flower on the beauty's hand, and there is also a small flower on the beauty's hand, and the position of the arm is slightly different. Looking at the expression of the character in the painting, it has not changed, and she is still shy about speaking.

Wu Sheng was very surprised. Why was this? Did he see it wrong? He turned around to get the oil lamp and took a closer look, and touched the flowers on the bun in the painting. At this time, the temple owner happened to send someone to deliver a meal.

Go out and get a lunch box. The lunch boxes of the ancients were called food boxes. Food boxes were made of various materials, including wooden boxes, lacquer boxes, rattan boxes, porcelain boxes, and enamel boxes. Many of them had handles. They were exquisitely made, solemn and elegant, and watertight. Not only could they be filled

Meals can also be used to store scrolls, pens and ink, combs, mirrors... In addition to food, the food boxes used by literati when traveling would also contain pens, ink, paper, inkstones, books and manuscripts. Sometimes, they would even contain valuables.

The ancient food boxes had many specifications, and they can be roughly divided into three categories: holding boxes, saving boxes, and carrying boxes. Wu Sheng's food box was a bit crude, made of bamboo. If it were not layered, it would look like a basket. Today's vegetarian food box has the upper layer

A large bowl of rice, a pair of chopsticks, a plate of vegetable oil and tofu at the bottom, and a small piece of red bean curd in a small plate at the bottom. This is the daily fasting meal. Not to mention the hardship of life, even though it is fasting meal, it can

Rest assured, I see that the owner of this temple is also kind and compassionate. It is hard for Wu Sheng to say that the food is too bad. They don’t accept money, so I can’t bear to complain again after eating for nothing. It’s really like “the late king did not end up following his path.”

, then the younger generation cannot bear to take the throne."

He took the suitcase, lazily returned to the study, and ate on the desk. He just took a bite, and when he looked at the beautiful paintings on the wall, Wu Sheng was shocked, stopped eating, and ran away immediately

He went up to look at the scroll again, and then touched the painting on it with his hand, but it was just blank. Could it be that the beauty in the painting couldn't escape?

The beauty disappeared from the painting, which made Wu Sheng very melancholy. It was not until the next day that Wu fell ill and fell ill. It was not until the next day when the temple minister came to deliver the vegetarian meal that he discovered that Wu was ill and bedridden. He quickly asked a doctor for diagnosis and treatment.

After diagnosing and treating the pulse, he shook his head and said: "This disease is not a disease, but the same "lovesickness" caused by the host's lady. I think that when the lady got sick, she was also an old man who came for diagnosis and treatment. Judging from the pulse, it was exactly the same.

The best medicine for this disease is to find that person. This lovesickness will heal itself without treatment.

Oops, this is difficult. For the sake of temple celebration, I went to ask Wu Sheng who was sick, but his eyes were dazed and his speech was incoherent. Is this disease still contagious? It seems that this place is undoubtedly a haunted house. First Miss Wanqing got the disease, and then

Wu Sheng also suffers from this disease, what should we do? While Miao Zhu was anxiously walking around outside the house, the doctor said: "Let's carry Wu Sheng back to the temple to nurse him. Maybe he will get better after leaving here." Miao Zhu was helpless, and he himself

I found this job for Wu Sheng with good intentions, but it ended up hurting him. Everyone was busy lifting Wu Sheng, but no matter how everyone was doing, the sick Wu Sheng seemed to be very strong, and he just lifted his feet under the bed.

Wu Sheng retreated to the bed again, unwilling to leave. In the end, Miao Zhu had no choice but to give up and wait for more people to come over tomorrow, then he left helplessly.

Late at night the next day, Wu Sheng, who was lying in bed, stared at the painting on the wall. Hey! Wouldn't the beauty be painted on the wall again? He was quite surprised by this sight, so he naturally got up and looked at the beauty in the painting. , it seems that the beauty in the painting has changed again. Her eyes are no longer shy, but there is a kind of sadness. The small yellow flower in her hand is gone, replaced by a handkerchief with small words on it. Wu Sheng turns on the oil lamp and gets closer to take a closer look. "At night, I suddenly returned home from a deep dream. I was dressing up outside the small window. I looked at each other without saying anything, only a thousand lines of tears."

Oops! The beauty in this painting is spiritual and is communicating with herself! At this time, Wu Sheng was not feeling strange or scared, but an indescribable excitement emerged from the bottom of his heart. Could it be that the beauty in the painting was... Miss Wanqing who is "lovesick"? Could it be that the person she saw in the dream was Xiaosheng herself? Is there such a coincidence in the world that I met a beauty here? After thinking of this, I said to the beauty in the painting: " Wu Sheng, a young student, went to Beijing to take the exam. He encountered a bandit on the way. He didn't want to stray into this place. If the beauty in the painting was Miss Wanqing, just ask him in his dream. Just as Wu Sheng was thinking about it, he looked up and saw that the beauty in the painting was gone again. Only one handkerchief was left, and the words on it were also changed. In surprise, Wu Sheng looked at the words on the handkerchief carefully and realized that the beauty in the painting was Miss Wanqing. "A year of life and death is so vast. If you don't think about it, you will never forget it." .To be alone in a solitary grave, with no place to talk, is desolate. Even if we meet, we should not know each other, our face is covered with dust, and our heart is like frost."

Oh, you are complaining about me. You came too late. Now I am a lonely grave. When we meet again, you don’t recognize me. It hurts my heart to wait for you. This year, my heart has become cold.

Wu Sheng looked at the painting all night, sighing, saluting, and calling, acting like a madman.

The next day, Miao Zhu called several strong pilgrims to come to help. He saw Wu Sheng reciting poems and painting outside the study. Such an incident shocked Miao Zhu again. He stepped forward and said to Wu Sheng: "Amitabha, it seems I have recovered from my illness. I was so frightened last night."

Wu Sheng saluted and said, "I'd like to thank you for the temple blessing. I'm just being polite. I felt unwell yesterday. I'll be fine after a night's sleep. Sorry for the trouble."

When the temple minister saw that he was indeed well, he left with peace of mind. Wu Sheng drew a picture for himself. In the painting, Wu Sheng held a handkerchief as a gesture of salute and wrote: "Water makes it wet, and fire makes it dry. Yun Conglong "The wind comes from the tiger." It means that water will flow to low-lying and humid places, and fire will burn in dry places; the dragon's side is always shrouded in clouds and mist, and the tiger's side will never be calm. It is a metaphor for the mutual induction between things, between you and me. They will also react to each other.

Hang the painted picture next to the painting of a beautiful woman. This hanging is extraordinary. Suddenly, a small poem is reflected in the painting of a beautiful woman. Wu Sheng looks at it and reads softly: "In the evening, there are a lot of jackdaws." Sad. The willow pond is fresh green but gentle. If there is no hatred in the eyes, I don’t believe that there are white heads in the world.

My heart has been broken, and my tears are hard to hold back. My lovesickness comes back to the Little Red Building. My love and knowledge have been blocked by the mountain, and I often lean against the railings, unable to feel free."

It means that at sunset, the jackdaws return to their nests, a sad scene. Only the willow trees in the pond send out tender green buds, showing a gentle scene. If I hadn't personally experienced the pain of separation and separation, I would never have believed that there are really people in this world who are sad and grow old.

I was heartbroken and couldn't hold back my tears. With a feeling of lovesickness, I climbed up to the Little Red Building again. I knew clearly that you and I were separated by the mountains, but I still couldn't help but lean on the railing and stare at it without giving up.

The two paintings are close together, but they still feel so far away from you. Unknowingly, Wu Sheng seemed to have escaped from his body. When he looked back, he became a person in the painting. He was unrestrained and carefree here.

It is enough to have Miss Wanqing by your side.

At this point in the story, we can see that many failed scholars expressed their mental journeys in metaphors in the plot. First they encountered bandits and lived in a temple. This means how difficult it was to go to Beijing in the cold ten years.

It is a metaphor for the county examination and government examination before going to Beijing. After the hospital examination, I was robbed like a bandit. I was exhausted. I had to guard someone's grave for the sake of my future. Then I came to the spring and autumn brushwork and found the one I longed for.

People, all scientific examinations are fake. It is better to spend a lifetime with the one you love, and put the unhappiness of falling behind in a kind of emptiness, and create a good story.

Every year after the scientific examination, many "good stories" will come out, and the above two stories are representative and are sought after by failed scholars.

Zhang Zijun is a person who has been here before. He has never seen anything. These ridiculous plots are just a trick played by talented men and beautiful women. But you must know that in ancient times, there were no movies, no TV, and no picture albums. Storylines like this are already outrageous. You have to watch

This kind of book is still a manuscript, and it is a pleasure to read it.

A "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" is enough to illustrate that most of the content is related to failed scholars. However, during the Jingtai period, this book did not exist, but there were many people who wrote stories, which provided a lot of ideas for Pu Songling to write books in the future.

material.

Zhang Zijun seemed to have realized something. He had a flash of inspiration and it was easy to deal with. From now on, if he had no money, he would write "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio". Instead of writing "The Red Mansion", which was completely written badly by previous time travellers, he would write "Liao Zhai" instead.

When the time comes, it will be sold to a bookseller, and maybe it can help support the family.

Hehe! Combine many plots in Liaozhai into one volume, such as "Painted Skin", "Lanruo Temple", "Mural", "Lianxiang", "Nie Xiaoqian", "Liancheng", "Eunuch", "Ning Caichen", etc., all connected into one volume.

If you really want to write it, you have to find a gunman, and you have to use a pseudonym and you can't write it yourself. Writing this kind of storybook is not good for your future. It may be a way to make money, so you can't be reckless.

Zhang Zijun has lived in Shiban Hutong for many years and has become a celebrity in the community. Whenever there is a New Year or a festival or other families need to write something, he will always come to his door. He usually has to go to the county school to attend classes, because in order to ensure his studies, scholars must attend school every year.
Chapter completed!