Human dimension reduction

It costs a penny to buy a bowl of cold water noodles, but fortunately, the pickled vegetables are free to eat;

The Datong shop in the hotel is very cheap, but if you open a room alone, it will cost 25 Wen, but fortunately, he only needs to stay for two days, and it is not impossible to squeeze out the money—not to mention There are also half-stuffed pickles from the cold water noodle stall, which is enough to save a day's meal money;

The big part is the money to buy bamboo paper, pen and ink. Since ancient times, anything related to knowledge and culture has not been accessible to the ordinary poor. Many children have the opportunity to get rid of the sand table branches and have the crudest paper and pen until the end of elementary school.

I spent almost all the money on my body, bought Sandao medium-quality paper, and begged the store for a pen that was not used. Finally, the impatient store drove me out of the door, and a bald pen that was about to break down smashed it in his body.

"Hey, let's go, let's go, don't hinder my business in the store, a blind man, what do you do with paper and pen? Why don't you change your outfit to cheat some money."

The man who was expelled from the house was silent, and walked away without getting angry or turning his head. He listened to the voice just now, knelt down on the ground and fumbled for a while, held the pen in the palm of his hand, and stroked the tip of the pen skillfully. Mao, I have a general understanding of this pen in my heart.

The barrel of the pen is round, the tentacles are smooth, the edges are fine, the roots are straight, and the elasticity is rich. Although it is already a bald brush, it can be distinguished that it is definitely a meticulous work by a famous artist.

"A bald brush is just right for a down-and-out person."

The shop owner heard the skinny and embarrassing blind beggar seem to say something, and when he listened suspiciously, he was already walking slowly along the street wall with the stack of papers and pens in his arms.

Different from his dirty and embarrassing appearance, his back is as tall and straight as pines, bamboos and verdant cypresses. The shop owner welcomes and sends so many scholars, and all the people with such demeanor are men from famous families with poems and books. How come today? Just seeing a beggar with this kind of aura?

It's really strange.

The blind man who was sighed for a while lit the uneven ground with a bamboo stick, walked slowly back to the inn where he was staying, told him not to disturb him, and closed the door tightly, as if he was about to retreat and practice.

Although it is the capital city, the facilities of this small inn are only average. The room can be walked in a few steps. The walls are dark and greasy that have not been cleaned for many years. The dry quilt is drooping on the bed, and there are flying insects and fleas. The window and the window frame were not aligned properly, and when the evening wind blew, there was a slight slamming sound, not loud, but it was a bit noisy.

Other than that, there is only a square wooden table and two benches in this room. The man bent down and wiped the table, put the pens and papers he bought on the table, and some money he had begged from Xiaoer. A broken pottery bowl that served as an inkstone—

These few pitiful things are all that Xie Yinyu has now.

The moonlight outside the house spreads evenly to the earth, and the house is dark and gloomy. The only benefit after losing both eyes seems to be that there is no need to consume lamps for lighting at night. The traces are smoother than the pouring water.

It seems that everything he writes has been chewed and recited countless times by him, and the memory is so deep that it can flow out without thinking.

He tapped the paper with his left hand to ensure that the paper would not be crooked, with a calm expression on his face. The two years of wandering at the bottom of the secular world did not make him let go of his obsession. Rather, he burned the monstrous flame in his bones more violently.

"In the autumn of the 26th year of Taiping, there was a severe drought. There was no harvest in the fifteen prefectures of Weinan, and there was no food and grass on the border of Mobei. Blocked by the Dingzhou army, the battle situation is anxious, Dingzhou Lianfatang reported ten reports of emergency entering Beijing..."

"There is a great hunger in Mobei, people eat each other, there is no rooster crowing for thousands of miles, bones are exposed in the wild, wars and fires have passed, husbands are dead, and wives are separated."

"In the spring of the 27th year of Taiping, the northern barbarians were in trouble. General Zhao Yang of Dingzhou led his troops in formation, and did not surrender in a deadly battle; , Block the Beiman's pursuit, fight to the death without surrendering, and be the leader of the Northern Man's corpse-killer."

"The northern barbarians exhumed the corpses in a pit more than ten feet deep, and killed Xia's army. The fire continued, and the red land was thousands of miles away. After that, they did not stay for the shepherds for several years."

"General Zhao Wuque of Dingzhou guarded the city gate for several years. Food and grass gradually became scarce. Digging grass and trees and pure land to feed oneself. The land was barren. He cooked army horses for food. After the wounded, please die and live. People lie and call it horse meat. And eat it, until the defenders gradually thinned out, the people had no way to live, and the number of eaters changed, and the cries in the city were loud, and Zhao Wuque offered the city to ask for surrender."

"The northern barbarians went southward, even Kedan, Ping, and Yu prefectures. Every time they went to a prefecture, they would massacre the city and cook the people for joy. The blood on Zhongqu Avenue was several inches deep, and the corpses piled up into mountains. The sound of mourning shocked the ears. , Fire broke out everywhere in the city, the red light responded like thunder and lightning, mourning intermittently, unheard of, crows flew at night and day, competing for food from corpses, did not avoid people, red eyes like ghosts, and even biting corpses. A trip for fun."

"This battle stretched for thousands of miles, and gradually became a confrontation. The northern barbarians ruled half of the country, and the Great Xia was in decline. It turned out to be a sign of subjugation and extinction..."

The soft tip of the pen rubs against the paper, making a soft rustling sound like spring nibbling leaves. I want to put all these painful mourning, bloody and cold hatred with the smell of pig iron into the silent pen, in such a quiet night, instead of those The ghosts who died unjustly uttered creepy howls and roars.

The yellowed paper was covered with words, and then it was blown dry and pushed onto the bed. By the end of the night, the small bed was already covered with ink-stained pages, one by one, like white banners evoking souls, floating outside the window. There was a rustling sound in the cold wind blowing in.

"...After hearing about this, I respectfully remember the names and surnames of the strong women as follows: Taopan, Liulichun, Yaoyao, Banzi, Ruan Niang, Yuren...—"Biography of the Righteous Man Twenty-Three Strong Women."

"...Pingzhou is overthrown, the lucky ones will live, tell Yu Yisang about the chaos, and dare not change it without authorization, remember the following:... There are two women with bare flesh, feet stuck in the mud and staggering, one woman still hugs the other , the barbarian army chased them with whips, seized their daughters and threw them into the mud. The rear army galloped on horses, but the girl was not seen for a moment. Dozens of people drove the dogs and sheep, and tied the women with ropes. They are all babies, or lined with horseshoes, or borrowed people's feet, and they are all overwhelmed, crying endlessly."

"In the ditches and ponds, the corpses are stored, the hands and feet are pillowed, the skull and abdomen are dissected, and the blood enters the water and turns into five colors. The soul of the beholder is about to fly, and the pool is flat."

The waiter downstairs was wiping the tabletop with a cloth towel, and looked up from time to time upstairs while wiping. The shopkeeper couldn't help but pick up a melon seed shell and threw it on his head: "Careful! Brat, what are you looking at?" ?”

Xiao Er folded up the wiped side, turned over the clean side and continued to wipe, and smiled and leaned over to the shopkeeper: "Uncle, what do you think the blind man upstairs is doing in the room? It's been almost two days. I didn’t go out, and I didn’t see anything to eat, so I came to find a place to end it?”

The shopkeeper gave him a hard look: "Unlucky words! How can anyone find an inn to seek death? Why spend money to seek death? Isn't it good to find a tree branch on the side of the road and hang yourself?"

Having said that, the shopkeeper also became a little restless, and he kept thinking for a long time, and his eyes also drifted to the floor from time to time. After floating a few times, he finally couldn't help it: "You——go upstairs Take a look, just ask if you want a meal or something."

Xiao Er responded, took the cloth towel in his hand, rushed up the stairs, and was about to raise his hand to knock on the door, but the door, which had been closed for almost two days, opened by itself.

"Drink——" Xiaoer subconsciously leaned back, avoiding the dirty and ragged clothes of the man in front of him, and forced a smile, "This... guest officer, what do you want me to do for you? "

Beggars staying in shops, hey, this is really a new thing, if it hadn't been open for several days, who would pick up a beggar to live in the shop.

Xiao Er slandered in his heart, remembering that the person in front of him was blind, he simply stopped smiling.

The blind man was unaware of the change in his expression, so he stretched out his hand and put a small piece of broken silver mixed with copper plates into the little second hand: "Help me to buy a suit of suitable clothes, clean inside and out, and, for me, I'll bring a bucket of hot water up, thank you."

Xiao Er was stunned.

He didn't expect that the blind man's voice was quite nice, deep and gentle, and his words were full of the beauty of plucking a piano, with high and low pitches, correct accent, and a complete capital accent, or the kind of elegant words that a famous family would speak.

A beggar who can speak well? !

Xiao Er weighed the money in his hand, and thought about the life story of the down-and-out man, and there was a little sympathy in his eyes: "Hey, guest officer, I'll do it later."

"Above No. [-], there is a bucket of hot water, and a suit of ready-made clothes—" Xiao Er yelled loudly, while going downstairs, and briskly turned to the ready-to-wear store across the street.

A bucket of hot water was quickly brought up, Xie Zhuo carefully washed off the dirt on his body, and stopped when he rubbed his skin until it hurt. The clothes Xiao Er bought were complete inside and out. If you touch it, you can find that the workmanship of the clothes is still careful, and there are even embroidered patterns on the cuffs and lapels.

Xie Zhuo touched it carefully with his fingertips, and found that the lines turned out to be creeping orchid grass.

bluegrass.

With wet hair loose, he suddenly laughed.

Perhaps this is the strangeness of fate?

Dan Qing Ling, who took the blue grass and white lake as his memory, went around and put on this dress again.

Sitting at the table, he carefully bundled up his long hair, smoothed out the fine strands of hair from his temples, wrapped his scarred and ugly eyes with cotton cloth so as not to frighten others, smoothed his clothes at last, straightened his back, raised his chin, let The large sleeves hang down naturally.

When the belt was blowing in the wind, the sleeves were fluttering, and the pine-like man came downstairs with several stacks of paper scrolls, the waiter and the shopkeeper were both stunned.

The gentleman who came downstairs seemed like a high-school boy who had walked out of a storybook, with a splendid demeanor, as if he was about to float away in the wind and moon, even though he was only wearing an ordinary light blue shirt with large sleeves, But when he wears these ordinary clothes, it also shows a certain noble texture, which makes Xiaoer wonder, didn't he just point to the unsalable clothes hanging by the door?Why does it seem to have picked up a big leak?

No, no, no, the person who lives in their store is a blind beggar!This, how did this come down...it turned out to be a...

They were at a loss for words for a while, unable to find a sentence that could be used to describe the current situation, their eyes were staring like the protruding eyes of a dead fish, their mouths were opened wide and their faces were dull.

Xie Zhuo didn't seem to see them—he didn't see them either. He passed them slowly, stepped out of the hotel door, and walked quietly into the bustling city in the early morning against the morning light and the early morning hawking.

Unlike when he entered the city and needed to grope for the wall to avoid being hit, this time all the people who saw him subconsciously held their breath and moved out of the way. They couldn't explain why they did this, but when you see a person like People who are as bright and noble as the moon, or people who are as clear as snow on the top of a mountain come towards you...

Everyone's subconscious reaction is to avoid a few steps, worrying whether they will bump into him.

In the crowd, someone tilted his head in doubt, showing a expression of hard thinking. This person's figure, appearance, posture and demeanor gave people a sense of familiarity. Who is it... A name was just on the lips, but Happily, there are a few hints missing.

On this day, it was April 11th in the [-]th year of Taihe. In the spring, the willow shoots were on the top of the willows, and the sun was beginning to fade. The chariots and horses of the aristocratic families in Qingxi came out one after another to Fenghuangtai, and the people in the capital began a new day.

Xie Yinyu, the former Zhigui who had been away from the capital for several years, showed his face without any shyness, and walked step by step towards the Phoenix Terrace surrounded by clouds and rays of light overlooking the world, announcing his return.