Collection of strange powers and chaotic gods

Chapter 141 Drunk Zhong Kui

According to legend, during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, Cao Mutang (namely Cao Xuemin, Zi Xiaoru, named Mutang. A native of Fenyang, Shanxi) and Ji Xiaolan, the Fu Cheng (an official who assisted the chief official) of the Zongren Mansion (an institution that managed royal clan affairs in the Qing Dynasty), As officials in the court, the two had a deep friendship. In private, they often recited poems together, drank and chatted, and their relationship was extremely good.

It is said that in Cao Mutang's home, there is a painting of "Drunken Zhongkui" painted by the Immortal (the god who was entrusted when supporting the altar). He regarded it as a treasure and liked it very much, and rarely showed it to others for appreciation.

But for Ji Xiaolan, Cao Mutang didn't hide it at all.

One day, Cao Mutang specially invited Ji Xiaolan to his home and asked him to appreciate the painting.

Ji Xiaolan was full of praise after seeing it. With the power of wine, he wrote two seven-character quatrains on it, titled "The Picture of Drunken Zhongkui was inscribed by Cao Mutang in the same year."

One of them goes like this:

There is nothing absurd in a dream,

A few copies of Wu Sheng's powder book;

They painted their hands in many new ways,

Mr. Dao is also an alcoholic.

Another one is:

At noon, every house smells of wine,

Zhongnan Jinshi also drank wine;

There are no evil spirits in peacetime,

Let's take a leisurely tour to Zuixiang.

When Cao Mutang saw it, he praised him repeatedly.

This is evident from the friendship between the two people.

In fact, both the person who paints and the person who writes poems on the painting are just playing a game of pen and ink.

Here is a true story that happened to Ji Xiaolan.

One day, Ji Xiaolan finished lunch and took a nap at home as usual.

When he just woke up, before he got up from the bed, he heard the maids and old ladies at home chatting outside the window.

Ji Xiaolan listened carefully and found out that they were talking about ghost stories.

Among them was an old woman named Wang. Ji Xiaolan knew that her family lived in Xishan.

At this time, I heard Mrs. Wang talking about something she had personally experienced:

At that time, she had not been sold to Ji Xiaolan's family as a slave.

There was once a moonlit night when she was guarding her melon garden. Suddenly she saw two lights coming from afar from outside the forest on the other side of the melon garden.

Immediately afterwards, she heard the noisy voices of many people talking, gradually getting closer and closer from a distance.

Mrs. Wang suddenly felt that the hairs on her hair stood on end, and she was filled with panic. She knew that there was a mass grave in that forest. In such a late night, what came out of it was definitely not a human but a ghost!

When they came to the front, Mrs. Wang plucked up her courage and took a closer look. It turned out that it was a big ghost who was drunk and unsteady. Two little ghosts held up lanterns to light the way for him. There were also a group of little ghosts around to support him. , staggering forward.

After a while, these ghosts all walked away and disappeared.

Although many years have passed, Mrs. Wang's voice still trembles and she feels frightened when she talks about it now.

When the maids and old ladies heard this, they were all amazed.

Some people are curious about Mrs. Wang's experience, while others are surprised that Mrs. Wang is so bold that she didn't run away when she saw the ghost.

Mrs. Wang said with embarrassment that it was not that she was too bold to run away at that time, but that her legs were so frightened that she could no longer move.

Ji Xiaolan listened but didn't take it seriously.

He thought to himself: How do you know that he must be a big guy? Maybe he is still a drunk Zhong Kui!

The so-called vastness of the world is full of wonders!

Anyone who loves to draw knows that sometimes if you draw a portrait randomly, you can often find a person who looks exactly like the portrait in reality.

After a child is born, he is given a name casually, and there is often someone with the same name.

Unintentional coincidence is the mystery of nature’s coincidence and workmanship!