The Record of Swordsmen in the Late Sui and Early Tang Dynasties

Chapter 1 A Poor Family Rescues a Monk

In Taiyuan Prefecture, Shanxi Province, there is a small mountain village in the mountains. This village is called Duanjiazhuang, and there are only more than 200 households in the village.

Most people in the village make a living by farming. In the easternmost part of the village, there is a thatched family whose owner is Duan Yanqing.He is only in his thirties this year, and he is a talented scholar.

During this period of time, Yanqing lived with difficulty on the more than ten acres of mountain land left by his ancestors. Although the days were tight, they could barely make ends meet.

Now there are only three people in this family, Duan Yanqing, his wife Liu Caihua, and their five-year-old son Duan Changsheng.

His parents had passed away six or seven years ago, and Duan Yanqing moaned all day looking at his wife's belly when he was working.

My wife has been pregnant for four or five months and will not be able to work soon, but there is really too little food in this family.

Although the days are difficult, it is worth living.

In the autumn of this year, the Duan family added another male.Duan Yanqing looked at the child who had just fallen to the ground, worried that there was nothing he could do.

Fortunately, his wife, Liucaihuasheng, was cheerful and showed a sweet smile when she looked at the child in her arms.

"Father, this child has already been born, so you can choose a name for him."

Duan Yanqing thought about it, and suddenly turned around and said to his wife: "Mother, what do you think this child is called Wuji? Wuji Wuji, no one can do it. In the future, I hope this child can shine brightly for my Duan family." , Guangzong Yaozu. What do you think?"

Liu Caihua smiled and said: "You are his father, so he can call him whatever name you give him. I am his mother, so let me give him a nickname too, how about calling him Erdan?" "

Duan Yanqing smiled wryly after hearing this for a while: "Master, the name you gave is not very good! You have no culture at all."

Liu Caihua glanced at her husband and said, "What do you know? This name is easy to support, and she will grow up."

Duan Yanqing gave a wry smile and said, "Okay, okay, okay. Let's call it Erdan!"

Not to mention, there really is this custom in their area, and most people will give their children a nickname.What are they called Erdan, Gouzi, Zhuer and the like.Just for a good living.

With the arrival of this child, life in the family has become more difficult. In good harvest years, the family can still have enough food and clothing.When the harvest is not good, the family has to go to the mountains to dig some wild vegetables to satisfy their hunger.

The child is growing up day by day, and Duan Yanqing's back is also bending day by day.

This morning, the village suddenly remembered the sound of gongs?Then there was a burst of yelling: "Listen, folks, our country's name has changed now, and now the country's name is Da Sui, and the new emperor has ascended the throne. After the new emperor ascends the throne, the world will be amnesty. We common people are exempted from paying taxes for three years."

Duan Yanqing felt a burst of joy when he heard that, among other things, if he exempts taxes for three years, his tight life can be eased.

A rare smile finally appeared on Duan Yanqing's face.

"My mother, did you hear that? Now that the dynasty has changed, the new emperor has pardoned the world and exempted the tax for three years. We can finally breathe a sigh of relief."

Liu Caihua said with a smile after hearing this: "Father, life will be better in the future. Our family is also a scholarly family. If you take the time to read a book, it's good if you can get some fame. Even if you don't pass the exam, teach a student My son and Er Dan read books, so that they can understand the principles of the world, and they can become useful talents for the country in the future!

Because of our second kid, this kid was born restless and mischievous, alas, is it really worrying? "

After hearing this, Duan Yanqing bowed his hands to his wife. "What the lady suggested is that I wrote it down. Starting tomorrow, I will start teaching these two boys to read, so that they can understand things early."

The next day, Duan Xiucai really called the two children together to make use of their free time.Start teaching them to read and write.Let's start with the simplest characters, such as "mountain, river, water, soil", and "sun, moon, river, river".Only two or three words are taught every day.

Half a year later, the two children more or less knew a lot of characters, and Duan Yanqing began to teach them some simple articles. Without pen and paper, Duan Yanqing found a few wooden sticks and taught the children to write on the ground. The days passed day by day. Yes, two poor children thrive in this difficult environment.

In the spring of the fourth year of Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty, Duan Yanqing was teaching his two children how to read and write. Suddenly, a gust of mountain wind blew by, and the sky was cloudy in an instant. Occasionally with hail.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the flood on the mountain was rushing into the valley. At this time, the earth was dark.

At this moment, a monk in his sixties appeared staggeringly at the door.

"Amitabha Buddha, almsgiver, please help the poor monk. The little monk rushed from the capital to the place where he became a monk. Unexpectedly, there was a heavy rain on the way, and he caught wind and cold. Now I am cold all over and have no strength at all."

After speaking, the monk passed out on the ground.

When Duan Yanqing saw it, he immediately told the two boys: "Changsheng, Wuji, quickly help father to carry him up to the kang. It's a cold day, and he's poured by the cold rain. Maybe he won't die in our house. Once he comes out If someone dies, our family can't get rid of the responsibility."

The two children rushed over immediately, each holding a leg, and finally helped their father lift the old man onto the kang.

Duan Yanqing helped the old man remove the wet clothes, and then covered the old man with a torn quilt.

Duan Yanqing told Duan Changsheng: "Changsheng, go and call your mother and let her cook some hot soup, otherwise how can this man be saved?"

Duan Changsheng agreed and ran out, not long, Duan Changsheng dragged his mother and walked in from the outside.

"The head of the house, who is this person? Why did he come to our house?"

"Hey! This is also a man in distress. He passed out in our house because of being drenched in the rain. Go and cook some hot soup. Don't we still have two pieces of ginger in our house? When cooking soup, put some ginger to make the soup more delicious." It might be good to sweat."

Duan Yanqing's wife was also a warm-hearted person, she ran out immediately after hearing her husband's orders.

Not long after, smoke rose from Duan Yanqing's house, and after a while, Liu Caihua came in with a bowl of hot ginger soup.

Duan Yanqing took a small spoon and fed the old man mouthful. After feeding two bowls of ginger soup, the old man slowly regained his strength.The old man struggled to sit up, but he couldn't sit up after struggling twice.

Duan Yanqing saw it and said with a smile: "Old man, lie down for a while, you just recovered, how can you get up? Old man, at worst, don't leave today. The harvest has been good in the past two years, and I have you in my family Food, I won’t starve you, wait until you recover before leaving.”

The old man nodded helplessly. "Benefactor, this will be a nuisance."

After finishing speaking, the old man fell into a deep sleep again.

At night, Duan Yanqing woke up the old man and drank a bowl of hot porridge, and the old man gradually regained his energy.

Once a person has spirit, he will talk more.

The old man first thanked the family for their life-saving grace.Then I talked to the family.

After chatting and understanding, Duan Yanqing learned that the Dharma name of this monk was Zhizhi. He was a monk in the Shaolin Temple in Songshan, Henan. Because I was greedy for the prosperity of the capital, I spent a few days in the capital.

This return, after passing through Shanxi, there was an unforeseen event. When passing through Taiyuan Mansion, a mountain storm mixed with hail hit the body, and the hot sweat was hit by cold water. I felt uncomfortable in my heart. He insisted strongly and went to Duan Yanqing's house.

Zhizhi clasped his fist at Duan Yanqing. "Benefactor, thank you for your help this time. The poor monk is being polite here. I'm afraid I won't be able to leave for a while, and I'm afraid I will have to trouble the benefactor for a few days."

Duan Yanqing smiled.Master Zhizhi, don't worry, it doesn't matter if you stay for a few more days.I have a place to live and food here. Although the food is a bit rough, I can still make ends meet.

Longevity, Promise, hug the master of wisdom.Let him sleep in our suite! "

The two children agreed, and went straight to the suite with the quilt in their arms. "

When everything is arranged, the family will turn off the lights and rest.

(End of this chapter)