Chapter 447 Zhong Sheng 2

In the autumn of this year, his wife died of illness. Zhong Qingyu had an uncle who was the county magistrate in Xijiang, and his mother ordered him to go to the province.

Zhong Qingyu thought to himself, "If you go to Xijiang, you must pass through Zhongzhou on the way. It's just a chance. Maybe the Taoist priest is accurate. He will really meet his fiancee." Zhongzhou is Henan.)

So I dressed up and went on the road. On this day, I came to a village. It coincided with the festival. A stage was set up next to the river, singing operas, and tourists gathered, and men and women were mixed.

Zhong Qingyu was in a hurry to go and had no time to watch the play. Seeing that the crowd was flowing and the water was not flowing, he pulled the reins of the mount and shouted, "It's hard work, excuse me!" Raise the whip and rush.

Suddenly, the hoof sound was mixed. A strong male donkey** followed left and right and refused to leave, which made the ** female donkey dissatisfied, jumping repeatedly, and bumping left and right.

Zhong Qingyu was furious. He picked up the long whip, aimed at the male donkey's ears, and beat him randomly. The male donkey ate pain and ran wildly. Coincidentally, there was a prince by the river. He was six or seven years old. He was sitting on the nanny's legs and watching a play. He never thought that the male donkey rushed to come, and the left and right guards could not guard against it, and fell into the river one after another. The little prince was young and weak, and he could not be spared.

The river was cold and deep, and the little boy deserved to be unlucky and died on the spot.

The guards were full of anger. They got up from the water one after another, carried knives and swords, and threatened to fight for Zhong. Seeing that there was a big disaster, Zhong Qingyu remembered the Taoist priest's words in a panic, "If you are in danger, run to the southeast." There was no time to think about it. He kicked the donkey's belly with his legs, and the donkey was in pain. He recognized the southeast direction and ran all the way. The dust flew and disappeared in an instant.

He galloped for more than 30 miles and entered a mountain village. When he saw a cottage, an old man stood in front of the door, went down to the ground, and came forward to bow. The old man smiled and said, "The little old man's surname is Fang. The prince is in a hurry, but he doesn't know where to come from?"

Zhong Qingyu said, "My surname is Zhong, a native of Liaodong. I passed by Guibao Land and accidentally caused people's lives. Please ask my father-in-law to save me."

The old man said, "It doesn't matter. Mr. Let's stay first and wait for me to go out to find out the news." After saying goodbye, he returned in the evening and said in disgrinedly, "The prince has caused a big disaster, and the deceased is not a small. He is the prince of today. He has a big fortune, and the little old man can't help."

Zhong Qingyu changed his color when he heard the words. He knelt on the ground and begged, "Please be merciful, my father-in-law. Think about it anyway."

The old man said, "There is no way, but the prince's beloved son was killed. At this moment, he has issued an ultimatum to catch the murderer everywhere. The little old man hastily took in the prince. If he finds out, he is afraid that he will die. This is really embarrassing." He said with a smile.

Zhong Qingyu is a smart man. Seeing that the old man's smile is strange, he looks like a bamboo in his heart. He said anxiously, "As long as he can escape this disaster, if my father-in-law has any requirements, please feel free to mention it. There is no disosure."

The old man touched his beard and smiled, "I'm relieved to have this sentence. The little old man was brave and asked the prince: I don't know how old the lady is?"

Zhong Qingyu said, "I'm alone. The monk reads the scriptures and is happy."

The old man said, "So, is the prince still a boy?"

Zhong Qingyu said, "The boy is not. He has also married a wife before, but his family is weak. He is seriously ill this autumn and will die."

The old man smiled and said, "That's great." Seeing Zhong Qingyu's unhappy face, he hurriedly said, "Son, don't get me wrong. I'm not cursing your wife to die early!" To be honest, the little old man has a niece who is not ugly. He has been with the old man since he was a child. He is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, knitted embroidery, and everything. The prince is single and unmarried. His niece is just in a match. I don't know what the prince's intention is?

Zhong Qingyu thought, "The Taoist priest is really accurate. He said that I would marry a wife, and the predestined person is indeed in Zhongzhou. Isn't it God's will?" He smiled and said, "I can't help but be happy with my father-in-law's favor. It's just a guilty body, and I'm afraid it will involve my father-in-law.

The old man smiled and said, "It's a family, why do you need to see outside? Since the prince is married to the old man, he will never see you die. Besides, my niece has just decided to get married, and she will be a widow in a blink of an eye. I don't like it.

Zhong Qingyu said, "I'm just waiting for your words." He asked, "I don't know what clever plan my father-in-law has to save me from the sea of suffering."

The old man waved his hand and said, "I don't have such a great ability. I have to rely on my niece to save my son's life. Let's get married first. If you have any questions, you can slowly calculate it with your daughter-in-law. Ah, I almost forgot to tell you that the new daughter-in-law is not small. His father-in-law, that is, my brother-in-law, is a Taoist monk and Taoism. You just poke a big basket and have your father-in-in-law to protect you. After saying that, he laughed.

However, it is said that the niece is sixteen years old and extremely beautiful. Since she was a child, the couple got married. The husband and wife drank with each other. Zhong Qingyu was always depressed and sad. He sighed. The niece said unhappily, "Although the concubine is ugly, doesn't you have to dislike her husband so much? I've provoked you."

Zhong Qingyu apologized and said, "My wife misunderstood. It seems that my wife is so beautiful that she can marry you. It's too late to be happy. How dare you dislike it? To tell you the truth, your husband and I accidentally killed the prince's son, and my life is on the eve, so you are worried.

My niece frowned and said, "This is a great disaster. Why didn't you tell me earlier? Uncle is really good. I'll scold him later! Don't worry, let me think about it."

Zhong Qingyu said, "Madam, I know you are not an ordinary woman, but you can 'life and die' and 'meat and white bones'! The dead can still be saved, and you can be saved no matter what. If you can get me out of trouble, from now on, serve tea and pour water, and you can send it to you.

My niece said, "At this point, I won't stand by. It's just that Dad cut off the house and cut off contact with me. I haven't seen him for a long time. This disaster is difficult to solve without the great power of monks. Let's try our luck in the mountain tomorrow morning. Well, I'm afraid that if something is not done, I will be humiliated first.

Zhong Qingyu said, "I'm not afraid of being humiliated. At worst, I will learn from Han Xin. Besides, your father, my father-in-law, won't you ask me to drill my crotch anyway?

My niece laughed and said, "That's not going to happen. At most, I'll make you kneel down!" Well, when it comes to kneeling, we have to be well prepared. By the way, do you like to wear knee pads? I'll make one for you. Maybe it will come in handy.

Zhong Qingyu's eyes turned and praised, "Madam, you are really a genius. Let me tell you, if you want to make knee pads, then make a big one and stuff more cotton sheets. Hee hee, I'm afraid that if I kneel for a long time, my knee will hurt.

The couple stayed up all night and rushed to do knee pads. The next morning, he set out for Nanshan and entered the mountain for more than ten miles. The mountain road was steep and difficult to walk. The two climbed on foot. The niece was weak and slender, and could not walk a few steps. She was sweating **** and panting. Zhong Qingyu felt great pity and sighed, "For me alone, I'm so tired that I deserve to die!"

The niece laughed and said, "This is also a pain. The greater suffering is yet to come."

Not long after that, the mountain road slowed down, turning over a corner of a mountain, and the peaks and temples were faintly in sight. Pushing the door into the temple, the husband and wife first went to the incense, worshipped the Arhat, and then went straight to the backyard, tortuous and turned forward to a Zen room. Push the door to enter. An old monk in the room, he meditated on the wall, lowered his eyebrows, and closed his eyes and said no words.

The room is abnormally clean and spotless. There is a Buddha bronze Buddha in the middle, about several feet high and magnificent. The old monk sat upright, with a futon in front of him, and the back of the ball was covered with gravel. The gravel was like bamboo shoots, and the edges and corners were sharp. When Zhong Qingyu suddenly saw it, he took a cold breath and thought, "My mother, how can she kneel down with such a sharp stone?"

But when she saw her nephew's goddess calm, she bent her knees and knelt down on the sharp stone. She said, "My daughter's newlywed Yan'er, come with her husband today to say joy to her father. How is your old man? As he spoke, he winkled at Mr. Zhong and ordered him to kneel.

Zhong Qingyu had no choice but to kneel down. The sharp stone pierced into his clothes and trousers, cut his skin, and sweated coldly. Fortunately, there are knee pads, otherwise, you have to bleed.

The old monk was unmoved when he heard the words. As always, he closed his eyes and meditate for a long time. It was not until the sunset that I opened my eyes, looked at my daughter, and sighed, "Little girl is very tired!" I already know about you. Go back. I'll give you an answer in three days."

When the couple knelt for a long time, their knees were numb. They barely stood up and left.

Three days later, the couple were playing chess by themselves, and the servant came to report: "The culprit who killed the son by mistake has been captured. He will be beheaded at three o'clock at noon."

Another day later, the couple went into the mountain to thank him. There was no trace of the old monk. A sami held a broken bamboo. It was the old monk's disciple and said, "The master ordered me to send a message: bury the benefactor well and go to the dead for his son-in-law, that is, this bamboo."

It turned out that in order to save his son-in-law, the old monk used his magic power to find a green bamboo, turned into the appearance of Zhong, and blamed him.

When Zhong Qingyu learned the truth, he sighed: My father-in-law is really awesome. It's not simple, not simple. He respectfully took the broken bamboo, stared slightly, and saw the broken bamboo cut off his waist, and the blood stains on the broken mouth. That's because the executioner used too much force when the executioner was executed. It's just that bamboo is inanimate and can bleed, which is also rare.