The Legend Of WuKong: [08.]

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[08.]

Yang Jian always felt that Yang Chan would always be the little sister holding his hand and would never leave him. Because if she left him, she wouldn't be able to survive a day.

But even a **** could not predict his subsequent fate.

That year, the scholar Liu Yanchang (Liu Xi) went to Beijing to take the exam and passed by Guanjiangkou. He heard that there was a three-god saint here who was extremely efficacious, so he also went to the temple to pray and ask for a fortune. It was still early in the morning when he entered the temple. The temple was quiet and there was no one else. Liu Yanchang also had no money to buy incense, so he had to sincerely kowtow three times and pray: "Holy Mother Mother, I, Liu Yanchang, come from a poor family. I have studied hard for fifteen years, in the cold winter and hot summer, and I never dared to be lazy. My father died young, and my mother wants to I devoted myself to studying, and she worked day and night. Even with gray hair, she worked in the fields, and kneaded flax and made rope at night. She earned a few pennies. In addition to supporting me to study, she also offered incense and worship to God. The only thing she wanted was for me to get ahead. I felt sad and vowed to get a good name in order to repay my mother's kindness and let her old man live a good life. If God has eyes, please repay kindness and let me win the exam. Please also give me a lottery to brighten my future."

Yang Chan listened secretly and admired it in her heart. Seeing Liu Yanchang go to get the lotus tube, she felt worried again.

It turns out that the gods know that asking for a fortune will not work. It is said that the fate of the human world is determined in advance by the gods, but in fact some gods arrange it if they can, such as the death of Shang Dynasty and Zhou Xing. But more often than not, the gods themselves do not know when they will die, such as the Battle of the Gods. How could he care about mortals? If Liu Yanchang's fate was determined by God, wouldn't God arrange for him to meet Yang Chan? Just as if fate were determined by fate, it would be impossible for Yang Jian and Yang Chan's parents to meet. It can be seen that even gods cannot predict things in this world.

Yang Jian was born from the Jade Emperor's sister and a mortal. He wandered away from the world and finally became a **** again. His sister met Liu Yanchang, a mortal again. If this is fate, then the person who wrote the script is too lazy. Just change the names of the characters without changing the lines, and the show can be played from generation to generation.

Speaking of Liu Yanchang’s lottery, Yang Chan had learned some divination skills at least. A quick calculation revealed that Liu Yanchang’s probability of winning the lottery was 3.2% per thousand. If the possibility of default fraud was also taken into account, he would win. The probability is about the same as the probability of being hit by a pig when he goes out.

Yang Chan was so anxious that she didn't know what to do. If she didn't tell him, she would be lying to him. But if I tell him the truth, I am afraid that the scholar will be sad and cold-hearted, and lose his courage before taking the exam.

Liu Yanchang's first sign read: "There will be times to ride the wind and waves, and hang sails directly to help the sea." It was actually the top sign.

Then the second lot was drawn, and it was written: "The apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the light boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains." It was still the same.

Liu Yanchang was so happy that he made a third fortune and wrote: "The garden is full of spring scenery, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall." This... Liu Yanchang roared in his heart, I'm not asking for marriage, okay?

(Don’t ask why these poems are not up to date with the times. The Three Holy Mothers are gods.)

But he asked for three lots in a row, and all of them were positive. Liu Yanchang was so happy that he kowtowed three times and said: "Holy Mother, if this lot comes true, Liu Yanchang will be able to go to high school. He must return here and rebuild this place." Temple, then reshape the golden body, and enshrine the Holy Mother Goddess in your home, worshiping her every night."

You said that this person just rebuilds temples for people, but also takes people home and worships them every night. What on earth do you think?

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But when Yang Chan heard this, she felt happy and blushed. It turned out that Liu Yanchang was a handsome boy. Yang Chan was guarding this small temple in the countryside. Usually, the people who came were either migrant workers or cooks. After so many years, he finally found someone who looked more like a human. Yes, Yang Chan's girl's heart was beating fast, but she actually looked forward to him going to high school and taking her home... Oops, I blush just thinking about it.

So it is said that if a girl is not admitted to college, no matter how good her brother is, he is just a good brother and cannot be used as food. Yang Jian doesn't even understand this truth, so loss is inevitable.

Liu Yanchang put three sticks in his pocket, signed them, and walked out the door happily. As soon as he walked out of the temple gate, he heard a "Wow!" and was knocked over by a flying pig.

The Third Holy Mother bowed her head shyly. It seems that random modifications to the probability will lead to retribution.

But Yang Chan changed the probability of asking for a fortune, but could not change the real fate. She knew that Liu Yanchang still had no hope of winning the election, so she felt worried and couldn't help but follow him secretly. She only thought about Liu Yanchang and left home without even saying hello to Yang Jian. And Yang Jian is still dreaming of protecting the ignorant little girl for the rest of his life.

Liu Yanchang arrived at the capital, full of ambition, and entered the examination room. He looked at the test question: "Looking up to the stars and keeping feet on the ground from the Four Books and Five Classics". How simple! He wrote as soon as he picked up the pen, and he consciously wrote as if he had a spirit. He wrote tens of thousands of words eloquently, and even asked for dozens of answer sheets. The book "Keng Confucianism", "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", and "Five Husbands" made me write with tears in my eyes and full of pride. In the last sentence, he wrote: "If I, Liu Yanchang, get my wish, I will punish all the corrupt officials in the world so that the people will no longer be hungry and cold. I am full of heart to serve the country." , I am very passionate about helping the world. The world is home, just waiting for a call." With a wave of his hand, he threw away the pen after writing and went back to the posthouse to wait for the release of the results.

Liu Yanchang feels that his articles are written with sincerity and sincerity, with continuous transitions, break-ups and endings, and quotations from scriptures, without any flaws. Even if you don't make it to the top three, there should be no problem if you win. Finally, when the day came when the list was released, I squeezed in front of it to look at it. I looked around, but my name was nowhere to be found. I didn't believe it, I just thought I had missed it. I watched it over and over again until it was dark and the moon was high. I continued to watch with the help of a weak light. Then the lights went out and the street was quiet and no one was there. Liu Yanchang was still watching. But the dark clouds covered the moon and the night was deep. What else could he see clearly? His eyes had been open for a day and were already blurry. He couldn't see anything clearly.

He finally closed his eyes, and tears fell down. He opened his eyes again, but couldn't see anything. He could only stretch out his hands and slowly explore the street.

Suddenly a pair of gentle hands stretched out, supported him, and guided him to walk slowly. A female voice asked softly: "What's wrong with you?"

"Dark... too dark..." Liu Yanchang cried. He couldn't see the hands holding him, nor could he see the woman in front of him.

"The night is only temporary, you have to believe that the sun will always rise." The woman said.

"But...I'm afraid I won't be able to wait until that time." Liu Yanchang's voice was trembling and he walked unsteadily.

"What's wrong? It's just a miss. Depending on success or failure, life is heroic, the worst is to start all over again."

"Start over again...start over again...come on, sister!" Liu Yanchang suddenly collapsed, "I have studied hard for fifteen years. I dare not slack off day and night. I have not left home for fifteen years. , I have never said a word to a woman other than my mother! Other people’s children are playing, I am studying, other people’s children

I am still reading when I fall asleep. What am I doing for this? If they had the guts, they asked me to check the papers to see if those people on the list could write better articles than me. Do you dare? How can I have the nerve to go home? How can I go see my old lady who has worked hard for me and has gray hair. If I take the exam again next year, I won’t be able to write an article like this again. Which paragraph in my article is not good enough, which allusion is untrue, and which sentence offends their eyes. If you failed to pass the exam this year after working so hard, how can you pass the exam next year? ”

Yang Chan supported Liu Yanchang and also cried secretly. In fact, she could see clearly that all the others were writing eight-legged essays and praising virtues. Only you, Liu Yanchang, wrote about getting rid of corrupt officials and saving the hungry. When the examiner looked at it, he said, "What?" In this peaceful and prosperous world, where did the corrupt officials come from, and where did the hunger and cold come from? You are a person who deceives the public with your monstrous words. If you don't punish the crime, you are just showing mercy, and you still want to win. If someone like you is allowed to become an official, is that okay? Why don't you check us all out? Anyone can be an official, but not people like you.

Yang Chan shook his head and said: "There are some things that we can't do anything about. It's better to be more open-minded and just think that you didn't get blessings in your previous life."

Liu Yanchang held Yang Chan's hand tremblingly: "But you and I know that's not the case."

Yang Chan sighed: "I can see clearly, but it's more painful. So, it's better to lie to yourself..."

"Lie to yourself...lie to yourself..." Liu Yanchang murmured, and suddenly laughed up to the sky, "Okay! Okay! Okay! So that's it! It turns out that you are all lying to me! My mother said that as long as you study hard, you will be able to do it. Success, you lied to me! I was lied to when asking for fortune-telling in the temple of the gods, saying that I would be able to ride the wind and waves, they lied to me! In the examination room, the couplet written to pray for the world’s talents to bring peace to the world, was also a lie to me!"

He suddenly threw Yang Chan away, touched a stone on the ground, and quickly wrote a poem on the wall:

Insight into human feelings is knowledge, and laughter and scolding are articles. The world is full of great achievements and fame, but there is no need to dig into the book box. First, he scolds the sky for being dim and without light, and then he is angry that good and evil will not be repaid. The hearts of the people in the shrine are as strong as iron, and they receive the incense in one place in vain!

He carved fiercely, leaving deep marks on each word, which made his hands bleed. Yang Chan felt ashamed. She had deceived him out of good intentions, but now she only made him more miserable. She changed the sign in his hand, but she couldn't change his worldly path.

"Let's go. Let's go home." She said softly with tears in her eyes.

"Go home?" Liu Yanchang was in a daze and said after a long time, "I can't go home... If my mother knew that I failed, she wouldn't be able to bear it. I swore to her before I went out that I would not take the exam. She will never go home. She believes in me, and she will wait for me at home until... to the end. If she can't see me, she will still live in hope, believing that I will return in glory one day."

"But why do you have to win the exam? Why do you have to have fame? If you can marry a good wife, have children, farm and weave, wouldn't you be happy? Your mother will be happy too. All she wants is you. Just happy."

Liu Yanchang smiled miserably: "If this is happiness, what have I been doing for the past ten years?"

"You have worked hard for your dream, you have tried your best. The result cannot be forced."

"But...if there is no result, what's the point of everything?"

Yang Chan didn’t know how to answer.

She could only hold Liu Yanchang's hand and stand silently with him, listening to the insects chirping softly in the darkness and the night wind whimpering.