Poetry:
If you have no complaints, it will be hard to get rid of your dreams;
The punishment in a dream is true
The dream is gone forever, and this body will be a guest;
Only by clearing the flowers in front of you can you realize that your dream is not bad
Zhao Yunke has been told about five out of ten of the things that his parents missed him. He has not yet mentioned two or three times. This time, I will talk about this song "Bodhisattva Man" from this song "Bodhisattva Man" that I think people in the world are used to dreaming. They think of this thing in their hearts, and this thing appears in their dreams. Because this thing appears in their dreams, they are serious about this thing. They don't know the human body, which is tangible and qualitative, or a big dream, let alone sleeping and drowsy at night, so they have to get serious. Therefore, in ancient times, the most dreams are the most dreams. But all the dreams in the world are made of thoughts. How can they recognize it as true.
Because his son disappeared, he saw blood on the quilt. He dragged the two scholars of Qian Jin to prison. He was in charge of the prefect and ignored all matters for several months. This matter has not been concluded. He has done the merits of 7749 days, and he has been in charge of the soul and has been standing in his seat. He cried every day. The prefect was listed. The college has approved the matter. He sent a letter to arrest Zhao. He was waiting for trial tomorrow morning.
That night, Mr. Zhao fell asleep, and dreamed that his son had his head and feet scattered, and cried. He said that he was plotted to death by his friend. He was often in pain without waiting for the dream. He beat his chest and fell to his feet, burst into tears, and woke up crying. He said to his family: Tomorrow, the government hall will investigate affairs. Tonight, my son will ask me to have a dream with me, although he is dead, his soul will never be destroyed. He will come here to see him. Isn’t that the act of plotting to death true? He said that, and then cried again.
The next morning, he went to the palace to order the prefect to propose two people in the prison, displaying torture instruments, and investigating the money and money for the life-threatening matter. Although he argued in fact, how could he have been covered with blood? He didn't understand that Zhao Yuanwai cried and complained about strange injustice, so he showed his ghost last night. The truth in the dream was strange. It turned out that before the lights last night, the prefect had also suspected that the blood was still suspected. There was no evidence in the end because he was suspicious. There was also a dream at night. I dreamed that the black wind blew the ground and the clouds were miserable. When I looked back, the ground was covered with blood. At this time, I heard Zhao Yuanwai's words that appeared at night. Naturally, I thought that he was straightforward and did not examine it very carefully. After writing the confession, I decided to review the case. Master Shen Da:
I learned Qian Tong, Jin Yaozong, ranked among the greedy scholars, and went with the Green Forest and the Luxury Guest
Tempting classmate Zhao Qingxin and benefiting him a lot of money. On March 15th, he tricked him into West Lake to seek wealth
The deceased travels and remoteness are not the kind of person Guan Zhong, but they have caused the business to sink into business, and there are some similarities to Shi Chong.
The slander Zhao's blood was seized from the veil in the brothel. The evidence was obvious that Yizi Huangquan was wronged.
The dream in the tent, the soul is so sad that Qian Tong is the leader, the crime is unforgivable, and the corresponding explanation is given to the capital.
The evil accomplices of Jin Yaozong's party were decided, and the guards of the mountain guards did not dare to be good at it, so he begged
Implementation of the Closing
The prefect concluded the matter, and Shen Wen and each constitution were confirmed, so he called two servants and locked them up and sent them to the capital together.
The official gritted his teeth and said: I dreamed of my son every night. I thought that his soul had not yet dissipated and I hoped to capture the two thieves alive halfway through the road, so that I could vent my resentment.
The lawsuit has been settled, and the two of them returned home and paid money. They brought a pot to the sky. They could not defend their family and took some money to pay for it. They went to Beijing.
One has a date for return, and the other is still alive. You say that the two of them will become true. Isn't it ridiculous just because he is arrogant and doesn't think that friends in the world are easy to get along? If you do things, you usually have a relationship with your peers, and you are afraid that the city gate will cause fire and will harm the fish of the pond. You will be willing to live and live. Just think of these wine glasses, money, and sleep with each other. At this point, there is no need for favors in the end of the world. It is probably better than Zhao Yunke. In Guangling City, you have lost the truth of a few beauties and are still guilty. They are not very embarrassed to be escorted to Beijing. They are not very embarrassed. They start their journey and leave Hangzhou Prefecture City. They change posts all the way to Beijing.
However, Zhao Yunke, who had left Guangling a month ago, saw him and went to the Yàn Mountain Post Office. The fees were gradually gone. He also met the post office officer and used some fees. Although he had never received a torture and was worried about his hardship, he was worried about the troubles. He even used up the traffic around Sun Hu and did not reply for a while. He lived in the post office with Yunke for more than half a month. Suddenly, he saw someone walking slowly, carrying his luggage and walking to the post office.
Yunke stared at him and saw that Sun Aiquan, who was sending a book, was ecstatic at first sight and asked: Why are you here?
Aiquan said: Because my son went out the previous month, the payment was very small, so he was worried that there was an official at home, so he sent a letter and sent some clothes and silver.
Here, I handed over to Yunke Sun Hu and came out. When I met my father, I said: There is no fee, so I'm waiting to be approved for my father. I'll get the approval tomorrow and the next day, so I'll get it back.
Aiquan said to Sun Hu again: Since you left the house, I was bullied by these young people in the hall and wanted to use them again. I was so angry that I had to join the Wang family in front of the mansion. Your girl also lives in the palace for this kind of money, but he gave it to you.
Sun Hu said: It's fine, but the girl came to the Wang family's mansion and was inconvenient to get married for a moment. And after the plan was over, we will pay attention to it.
Yunke received the book, took the silver for clothes, and heard Hui Niang's resignation to the Wang family. He thought: Hui Niang is a wise man. He may not be unintentional when he arrived at the Wang family. But I don't know who went to my house to communicate with me and sent the silver for books and other items.
That night, he recited someone and took the book apart. It was written by Jiang Ying. When he saw Yuhuan's poem again, he knew the thoughts of the three of them. He pretended to ask Sun Aiquan to send the book to the book. After a closer look, he sighed: When a woman's love comes, how can people let go of it? He then packed his clothes and hid it at night and asked Aiquan's family affairs briefly.
The next morning, I took some silver and sent it to the post office official to send Aiquan and his son home. Although I was worried about these beauties, I was not able to send a letter to me. I thought about it and said: When Aiquan returned, Huiniang naturally asked me for my conviction. I didn’t need to write a letter to me. I just wanted to turn around peacefully. I told Aiquan and waited for him to get home, and I told Huiniang to be calm.
Aiquan and his son stood up and said to Yunke: Can the official have a letter of family and take one back?
Yunke said: Thank you two, I don’t wait for my family to believe me. Since there are these fees, I will calculate the return of my home today. As soon as the day before yesterday, I see that the postman is a good person. When he finds a convenience, he can get out of here. If I return home, I will come to your house to express my gratitude. Take good care of you.
It was said that this postman had obtained Yunke's money, and he knew that he was a trivial matter of stealing affair, and he was not very inspector. He heard that he was traveling everywhere in the capital, but he was not allowed to escape privately for a day or two. Yunke happened to take a walk to a place and saw a temple. He walked into it neatly. It was the temple of Mrs. Houtu.
Yunke picked up soil to incense, bowed four times, and privately wished: Madam has a spirit, listen to my mercy: Zhao Qing, a scholar in Qiantang, only for the great marriage, occasionally went to Guangling, and bumped into a few beauties, with deep feelings and no trouble, and was married to the post station to Beijing. If you have a fate in this life, the pearl will be together. May the wife be blessed and be able to escape and return. The Yin power is great and the love is lingering and wandering today, how sad and sad, only the gods are pitying, and the words are heartbreaking.
When Yunke thought of this, he sat alone in the temple in tears, rested for a while, walked out of the door, looked up, and saw that the pink wall was like snow. Yunke had a pen and ink beside him, and he wrote an inscription on the pink wall to express his sorrow:
Wandering alone in autumn dust, the moon in my hometown is like silver;
Unbearable to look back and make a decision, the blue shirt is tearful and new
The grievance has not yet faded, and the hatred cannot be expired, and I miss my relatives forever;
Dreams cannot fly in Guanglingchun, so sad clouds are everywhere
Right-tuning "Ruan Lang's Return"
Yunke wrote this word, and he was full of idle worries. For a moment, he frowned and felt confused. He sat under the temple gate and held a pen and ink in his hand. He also wrote a line of names behind the new word, or his hometown was only because of his sleepiness. When he was rarely seen, he was forced by the Sandman and fell asleep by the threshold.
Yunke was sleeping soundly. Who would have thought that in front of the temple, an official came over the road. When he saw Yunke, he called his subordinates and asked: Who was sleeping in front of the temple? Why are you alone, not sleeping at night, and come here to sleep in the day? The government did not take care of it. It was so hateful! The yamen runners went to the temple gate and pulled Yunke up.
The official looked at the pink wall, looked at the lines of the new words, and the ink was pouring in. The love words were sad, and he felt very confused. Yunke was dragged to the sedan chair by everyone, knelt down on his knees, and hunched, and was still drowsy.
The yamen runner reported: The man, who was holding a tube of scattered pen in his hand, looked like ink was stained with ink. In front of the government, he thought that the pretty pink wall had been damaged by him. Mrs. Houtu had a spirit and tied him up here.
Yunke said again: Wake up quickly, it’s not a joke in front of the government.
Yunke raised his head, and was so shocked that he was sweating all over his body
The official asked: Who are you? You are sleepy here alone? Are the words and sentences on this wall written by you?
Yunke said: Grandpa, student Zhao Yunke
The official said: It turned out to be a handsome man, please tell me in detail
Yunke said: The student's ancestor lived in Qiantang and bought a worship box in front of the wazi shop in Guangling City. The disaster was caused by a Wu Xiucai who was accustomed to the shovel. When he learned that the student brought some capital in the apartment, he used the name of worshiping the box and became a thief. He robbed all the capital of the student from the yamen, and told the official to bribe the yamen without any discretion. He was lucky to meet the master today. I thought it was because of this injustice that the grandfather was so godly rescued. It was the grace of rebirth.
The official thought for a while and said: I also live in Guangling. I heard that there are a few scholars in the school who are not good at learning, so I can do it all in vain.
I called my subordinates and took them to the yamen to question them slowly. If they were wronged, how difficult it was to apply for the law. Yunke followed the sedan chair and went to the yamen.
It turned out that the official was not another one. It happened to be Mr. Wang who lived in front of Yangzhou Prefecture, the father of Miss Yuhuan. He is currently in Beijing and has become Feng Xian, the Censorate of the Jingzuo, which is not unusual.
Yunke entered the yamen and served Lao Wang for half a day. He visited carefully and said: I am at my husband's house, and you live in Yangzhou in front of Yangzhou Prefecture, can you recognize how many families in my house?
Yunke said: The uncles of the Sun Aiquan family who live in front of the tiled shop are recognized by the uncles of the Sun Aiquan family.
I gave a few names and names, and it was just a word. Lao Wang didn’t see his family for half a year, but Zhao Yunke was in the yamen and said in detail: Haven’t my family members ever cheated on others? Is there something else I don’t hear in the house?
Yunke said: None
Lao Wang said: You are a scholar, but you still remember those poems and books? Today I sent someone to the post office to explain that you have lost your crime and are in my yamen for the time being. I have reviewed the classics and history. I have returned to Beijing since the imperial examinations of Hengwen and Fujian Province in November, and recently I heard about the imperial court. I know that the talented people in the world are expected to open a subject and have to be admitted. I will be able to take the exam here. If you can win a degree, then you will not be wronged.
Yunke was deeply grateful and thanked him. Lao Wang and he chose two libraries, which were furnished and provided them with him every day. He also called the yamen runners to write to the post to remove the household registration.
All the books and history that Yunke should read will be revealed
Yunke thought: I have to be rescued by Lao Wang, and it is also the lady of Houtu who makes me sleepy. When this opportunity comes, I have to burn a stick of incense to thank him. But my hometown is thinking about it. After taking off my body, I will go back to the sky and disperse my family's resources. I can repay the kindness of all beauties. But Lao Wang is honest and can't say goodbye to you. If I can know my talent, I will be lucky enough to find a senior official and find a half-time position. Miss Yuhuan has three points of marriage. Dear beauties, it is easy to repay kindness, but it is difficult to enjoy me. Let me throw away the methods of stealing flowers on aside, and give out some of the current methods of winning the money to see how the results will be
If you have no complaints, it will be hard to get rid of your dreams;
The punishment in a dream is true
The dream is gone forever, and this body will be a guest;
Only by clearing the flowers in front of you can you realize that your dream is not bad
Zhao Yunke has been told about five out of ten of the things that his parents missed him. He has not yet mentioned two or three times. This time, I will talk about this song "Bodhisattva Man" from this song "Bodhisattva Man" that I think people in the world are used to dreaming. They think of this thing in their hearts, and this thing appears in their dreams. Because this thing appears in their dreams, they are serious about this thing. They don't know the human body, which is tangible and qualitative, or a big dream, let alone sleeping and drowsy at night, so they have to get serious. Therefore, in ancient times, the most dreams are the most dreams. But all the dreams in the world are made of thoughts. How can they recognize it as true.
Because his son disappeared, he saw blood on the quilt. He dragged the two scholars of Qian Jin to prison. He was in charge of the prefect and ignored all matters for several months. This matter has not been concluded. He has done the merits of 7749 days, and he has been in charge of the soul and has been standing in his seat. He cried every day. The prefect was listed. The college has approved the matter. He sent a letter to arrest Zhao. He was waiting for trial tomorrow morning.
That night, Mr. Zhao fell asleep, and dreamed that his son had his head and feet scattered, and cried. He said that he was plotted to death by his friend. He was often in pain without waiting for the dream. He beat his chest and fell to his feet, burst into tears, and woke up crying. He said to his family: Tomorrow, the government hall will investigate affairs. Tonight, my son will ask me to have a dream with me, although he is dead, his soul will never be destroyed. He will come here to see him. Isn’t that the act of plotting to death true? He said that, and then cried again.
The next morning, he went to the palace to order the prefect to propose two people in the prison, displaying torture instruments, and investigating the money and money for the life-threatening matter. Although he argued in fact, how could he have been covered with blood? He didn't understand that Zhao Yuanwai cried and complained about strange injustice, so he showed his ghost last night. The truth in the dream was strange. It turned out that before the lights last night, the prefect had also suspected that the blood was still suspected. There was no evidence in the end because he was suspicious. There was also a dream at night. I dreamed that the black wind blew the ground and the clouds were miserable. When I looked back, the ground was covered with blood. At this time, I heard Zhao Yuanwai's words that appeared at night. Naturally, I thought that he was straightforward and did not examine it very carefully. After writing the confession, I decided to review the case. Master Shen Da:
I learned Qian Tong, Jin Yaozong, ranked among the greedy scholars, and went with the Green Forest and the Luxury Guest
Tempting classmate Zhao Qingxin and benefiting him a lot of money. On March 15th, he tricked him into West Lake to seek wealth
The deceased travels and remoteness are not the kind of person Guan Zhong, but they have caused the business to sink into business, and there are some similarities to Shi Chong.
The slander Zhao's blood was seized from the veil in the brothel. The evidence was obvious that Yizi Huangquan was wronged.
The dream in the tent, the soul is so sad that Qian Tong is the leader, the crime is unforgivable, and the corresponding explanation is given to the capital.
The evil accomplices of Jin Yaozong's party were decided, and the guards of the mountain guards did not dare to be good at it, so he begged
Implementation of the Closing
The prefect concluded the matter, and Shen Wen and each constitution were confirmed, so he called two servants and locked them up and sent them to the capital together.
The official gritted his teeth and said: I dreamed of my son every night. I thought that his soul had not yet dissipated and I hoped to capture the two thieves alive halfway through the road, so that I could vent my resentment.
The lawsuit has been settled, and the two of them returned home and paid money. They brought a pot to the sky. They could not defend their family and took some money to pay for it. They went to Beijing.
One has a date for return, and the other is still alive. You say that the two of them will become true. Isn't it ridiculous just because he is arrogant and doesn't think that friends in the world are easy to get along? If you do things, you usually have a relationship with your peers, and you are afraid that the city gate will cause fire and will harm the fish of the pond. You will be willing to live and live. Just think of these wine glasses, money, and sleep with each other. At this point, there is no need for favors in the end of the world. It is probably better than Zhao Yunke. In Guangling City, you have lost the truth of a few beauties and are still guilty. They are not very embarrassed to be escorted to Beijing. They are not very embarrassed. They start their journey and leave Hangzhou Prefecture City. They change posts all the way to Beijing.
However, Zhao Yunke, who had left Guangling a month ago, saw him and went to the Yàn Mountain Post Office. The fees were gradually gone. He also met the post office officer and used some fees. Although he had never received a torture and was worried about his hardship, he was worried about the troubles. He even used up the traffic around Sun Hu and did not reply for a while. He lived in the post office with Yunke for more than half a month. Suddenly, he saw someone walking slowly, carrying his luggage and walking to the post office.
Yunke stared at him and saw that Sun Aiquan, who was sending a book, was ecstatic at first sight and asked: Why are you here?
Aiquan said: Because my son went out the previous month, the payment was very small, so he was worried that there was an official at home, so he sent a letter and sent some clothes and silver.
Here, I handed over to Yunke Sun Hu and came out. When I met my father, I said: There is no fee, so I'm waiting to be approved for my father. I'll get the approval tomorrow and the next day, so I'll get it back.
Aiquan said to Sun Hu again: Since you left the house, I was bullied by these young people in the hall and wanted to use them again. I was so angry that I had to join the Wang family in front of the mansion. Your girl also lives in the palace for this kind of money, but he gave it to you.
Sun Hu said: It's fine, but the girl came to the Wang family's mansion and was inconvenient to get married for a moment. And after the plan was over, we will pay attention to it.
Yunke received the book, took the silver for clothes, and heard Hui Niang's resignation to the Wang family. He thought: Hui Niang is a wise man. He may not be unintentional when he arrived at the Wang family. But I don't know who went to my house to communicate with me and sent the silver for books and other items.
That night, he recited someone and took the book apart. It was written by Jiang Ying. When he saw Yuhuan's poem again, he knew the thoughts of the three of them. He pretended to ask Sun Aiquan to send the book to the book. After a closer look, he sighed: When a woman's love comes, how can people let go of it? He then packed his clothes and hid it at night and asked Aiquan's family affairs briefly.
The next morning, I took some silver and sent it to the post office official to send Aiquan and his son home. Although I was worried about these beauties, I was not able to send a letter to me. I thought about it and said: When Aiquan returned, Huiniang naturally asked me for my conviction. I didn’t need to write a letter to me. I just wanted to turn around peacefully. I told Aiquan and waited for him to get home, and I told Huiniang to be calm.
Aiquan and his son stood up and said to Yunke: Can the official have a letter of family and take one back?
Yunke said: Thank you two, I don’t wait for my family to believe me. Since there are these fees, I will calculate the return of my home today. As soon as the day before yesterday, I see that the postman is a good person. When he finds a convenience, he can get out of here. If I return home, I will come to your house to express my gratitude. Take good care of you.
It was said that this postman had obtained Yunke's money, and he knew that he was a trivial matter of stealing affair, and he was not very inspector. He heard that he was traveling everywhere in the capital, but he was not allowed to escape privately for a day or two. Yunke happened to take a walk to a place and saw a temple. He walked into it neatly. It was the temple of Mrs. Houtu.
Yunke picked up soil to incense, bowed four times, and privately wished: Madam has a spirit, listen to my mercy: Zhao Qing, a scholar in Qiantang, only for the great marriage, occasionally went to Guangling, and bumped into a few beauties, with deep feelings and no trouble, and was married to the post station to Beijing. If you have a fate in this life, the pearl will be together. May the wife be blessed and be able to escape and return. The Yin power is great and the love is lingering and wandering today, how sad and sad, only the gods are pitying, and the words are heartbreaking.
When Yunke thought of this, he sat alone in the temple in tears, rested for a while, walked out of the door, looked up, and saw that the pink wall was like snow. Yunke had a pen and ink beside him, and he wrote an inscription on the pink wall to express his sorrow:
Wandering alone in autumn dust, the moon in my hometown is like silver;
Unbearable to look back and make a decision, the blue shirt is tearful and new
The grievance has not yet faded, and the hatred cannot be expired, and I miss my relatives forever;
Dreams cannot fly in Guanglingchun, so sad clouds are everywhere
Right-tuning "Ruan Lang's Return"
Yunke wrote this word, and he was full of idle worries. For a moment, he frowned and felt confused. He sat under the temple gate and held a pen and ink in his hand. He also wrote a line of names behind the new word, or his hometown was only because of his sleepiness. When he was rarely seen, he was forced by the Sandman and fell asleep by the threshold.
Yunke was sleeping soundly. Who would have thought that in front of the temple, an official came over the road. When he saw Yunke, he called his subordinates and asked: Who was sleeping in front of the temple? Why are you alone, not sleeping at night, and come here to sleep in the day? The government did not take care of it. It was so hateful! The yamen runners went to the temple gate and pulled Yunke up.
The official looked at the pink wall, looked at the lines of the new words, and the ink was pouring in. The love words were sad, and he felt very confused. Yunke was dragged to the sedan chair by everyone, knelt down on his knees, and hunched, and was still drowsy.
The yamen runner reported: The man, who was holding a tube of scattered pen in his hand, looked like ink was stained with ink. In front of the government, he thought that the pretty pink wall had been damaged by him. Mrs. Houtu had a spirit and tied him up here.
Yunke said again: Wake up quickly, it’s not a joke in front of the government.
Yunke raised his head, and was so shocked that he was sweating all over his body
The official asked: Who are you? You are sleepy here alone? Are the words and sentences on this wall written by you?
Yunke said: Grandpa, student Zhao Yunke
The official said: It turned out to be a handsome man, please tell me in detail
Yunke said: The student's ancestor lived in Qiantang and bought a worship box in front of the wazi shop in Guangling City. The disaster was caused by a Wu Xiucai who was accustomed to the shovel. When he learned that the student brought some capital in the apartment, he used the name of worshiping the box and became a thief. He robbed all the capital of the student from the yamen, and told the official to bribe the yamen without any discretion. He was lucky to meet the master today. I thought it was because of this injustice that the grandfather was so godly rescued. It was the grace of rebirth.
The official thought for a while and said: I also live in Guangling. I heard that there are a few scholars in the school who are not good at learning, so I can do it all in vain.
I called my subordinates and took them to the yamen to question them slowly. If they were wronged, how difficult it was to apply for the law. Yunke followed the sedan chair and went to the yamen.
It turned out that the official was not another one. It happened to be Mr. Wang who lived in front of Yangzhou Prefecture, the father of Miss Yuhuan. He is currently in Beijing and has become Feng Xian, the Censorate of the Jingzuo, which is not unusual.
Yunke entered the yamen and served Lao Wang for half a day. He visited carefully and said: I am at my husband's house, and you live in Yangzhou in front of Yangzhou Prefecture, can you recognize how many families in my house?
Yunke said: The uncles of the Sun Aiquan family who live in front of the tiled shop are recognized by the uncles of the Sun Aiquan family.
I gave a few names and names, and it was just a word. Lao Wang didn’t see his family for half a year, but Zhao Yunke was in the yamen and said in detail: Haven’t my family members ever cheated on others? Is there something else I don’t hear in the house?
Yunke said: None
Lao Wang said: You are a scholar, but you still remember those poems and books? Today I sent someone to the post office to explain that you have lost your crime and are in my yamen for the time being. I have reviewed the classics and history. I have returned to Beijing since the imperial examinations of Hengwen and Fujian Province in November, and recently I heard about the imperial court. I know that the talented people in the world are expected to open a subject and have to be admitted. I will be able to take the exam here. If you can win a degree, then you will not be wronged.
Yunke was deeply grateful and thanked him. Lao Wang and he chose two libraries, which were furnished and provided them with him every day. He also called the yamen runners to write to the post to remove the household registration.
All the books and history that Yunke should read will be revealed
Yunke thought: I have to be rescued by Lao Wang, and it is also the lady of Houtu who makes me sleepy. When this opportunity comes, I have to burn a stick of incense to thank him. But my hometown is thinking about it. After taking off my body, I will go back to the sky and disperse my family's resources. I can repay the kindness of all beauties. But Lao Wang is honest and can't say goodbye to you. If I can know my talent, I will be lucky enough to find a senior official and find a half-time position. Miss Yuhuan has three points of marriage. Dear beauties, it is easy to repay kindness, but it is difficult to enjoy me. Let me throw away the methods of stealing flowers on aside, and give out some of the current methods of winning the money to see how the results will be
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