Golden Summoner

Xia Ping'an couldn't help but smile when he looked at the third house in front of him. The house in front of him was located in the middle of the county town and could not see the river, white sails, or weeping willows. It was the third house that Magistrate Ce had given him.

This house is very dilapidated, with only one room. It is located in a secluded and deep alley. The roof of the house is thatched, and it seems that it may have leaked. Under the steps outside the house, no one has lived there for a long time. There is already a layer of moss on the steps here, the yard outside the house is full of weeds, and spider webs can be seen hanging under the eaves of the house.

"Lord Tongpan, this is the new house that the prefect has given you. I wonder if Lord Tongpan is satisfied with it?" Guo Si stood next to him with a triumphant face, ready to see Xia Pingan's joke, "The courtyard in front of you is full of miscellaneous things. Grass and moss, I wonder if the magistrate would like to write any more couplets. If so, I will just take them back to show the magistrate!"

"You..." Xia Pingan's book boy stared at Guo Si angrily, with his fists clenched. Just looking at Xia Pingan's eyes, he was about to rush up and beat Guo Si. This Guo Si was simply too irritating.

Xia Ping'an looked at the shabby room in front of him and laughed. There was a kind of satisfaction and joy in seeing historical relics. It was here, in this shabby house full of weeds in the courtyard, that Liu Yuxi wrote the famous article "The Humble House". "Inscription", if this place were to be replaced a thousand years later, it would be a national treasure-level cultural relic protection unit, and a piece of grass here could be sold for the price of gold.

Xia Pingan's satisfaction and joy were difficult for outsiders to understand. Guo Si saw that Xia Pingan was not angry at all, but seemed very happy. His expectations in his heart were disappointed, and he could only mutter angrily, "Tong San Is your lord crazy?"

"I'm not crazy. Tell the magistrate, thank you for preparing this humble room for me. As soon as I came here, I felt comfortable all over, and my thoughts were flowing. Here, I not only want to write couplets, but also want to write a couplet. This article will be read by the prefect soon..."

"Humph, let's see what you can write..." Guo Si had no choice but to snort coldly, and then walked away.

"Come, let's clean up the yard and house together first..." Xia Pingan called to the book boy, and the two of them started working together. It took almost a whole day to clean up the yard and house. Xia Pingan also asked the book boy to go outside to invite We hired a few craftsmen to repair the leaky areas on the roof with thatch, and it was basically ready for habitation.

In fact, the people in Hezhou City had known about Liu Yuxi's Tongpan for a long time. In the government offices, the prefect Ce repeatedly targeted this unlucky "unlucky Tongpan" and changed the place where this "unlucky Tongpan" lived. Time after time, and each time it got worse, the effect of the "news event" became stronger every time, and the people in Hezhou City and nearby cities basically knew about it.

Like this time, Xia Pingan changed places for the third time. Those in the official office were all afraid of being implicated, and no one dared to interact with Xia Pingan too much. However, many people in Hezhou City heard that Hezhou's general judge actually Living in such a simple place, many people would come out of the yard out of curiosity to see something strange...

Especially the scholars in Hezhou and nearby counties heard that the famous "poetry hero" and the former supervisory censor were called "Liu Liu" together with Liu Zongyuan, and were called "Three Heroes" together with Wei Yingwu and Bai Juyi, and together with Bai Juyi Liu Yuxi, who was called "Liu Bai", actually lived in a small shabby house in the city, and even came to visit and ask for advice. This was unexpected by the prefect Ce. The prefect Ce originally wanted to deal with Liu Yuxi, but he did not expect that his three The two attempts to make things difficult made the news about Liu Yuxi living in a broken house in Hezhou spread. It also made many people who didn't know that Liu Yuxi was in Hezhou know that there was such a person in Hezhou City. The prefect Ce was furious. He simply did nothing and asked the people in the government office to empty the position of general judge, so that Xia Ping'an had nothing to do when he came to the government office. He directly became an idler in the Hezhou government office and didn't even have to do anything.

Magistrate Ce was waiting for Xia Pingan to relent, but Xia Pingan was waiting for the opportunity. After living in this dilapidated house for more than a month, Xia Pingan knew that the time was almost here.

Because within this month, his small humble house would receive visiting scholars and local celebrities every day, and he gradually became famous in Hezhou City.

That night, Xia Ping'an lit a lamp in the shabby room, spread out the paper, burned incense and bathed, then splashed ink on the paper in one go, and wrote the famous poem "Inscription on the Humble Room"

A deity makes a mountain, not its altitude. Water does not have to be deep. This is a humble house, but I am virtuous. The moss marks are green on the upper steps, and the grass color is green on the curtains. Talk and laugh with ru, no contacts STOMATOLOGY. You can tune the plain Qin and read the Golden Sutra. There are no messy ears of silk and bamboo, and there is no laborious shape of case documents. Zhugelu in Nanyang, Yunting in Western Shuzi. Confucius said: What is so shameful?

Xia Pingan finished it in one breath. After writing the inscription on the humble room, he let out a long breath.

The boy who was studying ink next to him was also new to writing. As soon as Xia Pingan finished writing, the boy read it and felt enlightened and enlightened. This small humble room, under Xia Pingan's pen, suddenly became Zi is like a gathering of spiritual energy from three mountains, five mountains, and all over the world. It is refreshing and inexplicably uplifting.

"Sir..." the book boy said in a trembling and hoarse voice. He only felt that what his master had just written was great, but he couldn't tell what was good about it. Anyway, it was good. This "Inscription on a Humble Room" Every word in it seems to have spiritual energy, which makes people feel a surge of strength after reading it.

"Tomorrow you go to a calligraphy and painting shop to have this painting framed, and hang it here!" Xia Pingan dropped the pen, turned around and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, the book boy carefully took the "Inscription on the Humble Room" written by Xia Pingan to the place where calligraphy and paintings were mounted, hoping to have the "Inscription on the Humble Room" framed.

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Three days later, Xia Pingan was drinking tea and reading the "Diamond Sutra" in his shabby room. Suddenly, there was a bustling sound outside, and it seemed that many people were coming here.

Xia Pingan's brows moved, and he walked out of the room. As soon as he opened the door, he saw his book boy holding a framed scroll tightly with both hands and running towards here in a hurry. Behind the book boy, Dozens of scholar-like people looked at his bookboy with bright eyes, chasing after each one, and some were chasing while shouting, "Hey, hey, hey, that bookboy, don't run away, take what you have in your hand." Show us again..."

"What's going on?" Xia Ping'an walked out of the room. The book boy had already ran into the yard and rushed to Xia Ping'a panting.

The scholars who were chasing the bookboy saw the bookboy entering the courtyard. They all stopped outside the courtyard and did not dare to enter without permission. Some of them exclaimed, "Isn't this where Mr. Liu lives..."

When the book boy told him, Xia Pingan realized that it was when he went to the framed "Humble Room Inscription" that he met a group of scholars who came to pick up calligraphy and paintings in the shop. When those scholars saw the first few sentences of "The Humble Room Inscription" He was so shocked that he wanted to see it one by one. The scholar was afraid that those people would damage the framed "Inscription on the Humble Room", so he rolled his things back. Unexpectedly, the scholars were still chasing after him, insisting on seeing it. , the book boy started running, and those people also started running, chasing him all the way, and they made such a big noise.

"Hahaha..." Xia Pingan laughed and said to the book boy, "Hang up the framed inscription in the humble room..." Then, Xia Pingan looked at the scholars, "If you want to see it, come in and take a look. It's just a once in a while in my humble room." You can’t let in too many people, you can only let in three at a time!”

"Thank you sir!" The scholars were overjoyed. After discussing it, they lined up outside the courtyard and came in in groups of three to watch.

The scholars who saw the complete "Inscription on a Humble Room" for the first time were already flushed with excitement and were so mesmerized that they had to memorize "Inscription on a Humble Room" before leaving. The people who came in later were also fascinated by "Inscription on a Humble Room". "The Inscription on the Humble Room" calmed the people down.

In just one day, this "Inscription on a Humble Room" has caused a sensation throughout Hezhou City.

On the second day, when Xia Pingan got up, he saw hundreds of people lined up in the alley outside the shabby room. They all came here to read "Inscription on the Humble House". Except for those scholars, there were people from all over the place. Celebrities and scholars came to visit in an endless stream.

Unknowingly, this world bead had quietly shattered and completed the fusion.