Please continue to write about Kong Yiji, junior high school level, 400 words will be enough

Kong Yiji drank half a bowl of rice wine and left the Xianheng Hotel. He slowly moved his hands on the ground and did not dare to squint to the side. Several urchins followed him, shouting as they ran. Kong Yiji just bowed his head and ignored him. After following for a while, the urchins also felt bored and dispersed. The cold wind blew, and the stone streets in Lu Town seemed particularly quiet. The only sound that could be heard was the swishing sound of the cattail bags under Kong Yiji's body rubbing against the stone slabs. Occasionally, one or two pedestrians hurried past Kong Yiji, but no one glanced at him.

Kong Yiji moved aimlessly and unknowingly left Lu Town. The loess road leading to the countryside was covered with a thick layer of dust. Sometimes Kong Yiji's hand would just fall to the ground, and with a "plop" sound, dust would rise. His eyes were mesmerized and he couldn't stop crying. But he did not look back. He wanted to go to the countryside and make a living by begging.

In the evening, Kong Yiji walked to a small hill and vaguely saw a village in the distance. But he was already exhausted and couldn't move even half a step. The biting north wind blew harder and harder, and the bare branches swayed in the wind, and from time to time there were bursts of harsh crows' "croaking" calls. Kong Yiji trembled all over, raised his head and stared blankly at the gray and cold sky, an inexplicable feeling came to his heart. He looked around and found a small thatched house on a hillside not far away. The mud walls of the thatched house were crooked, and the thatch on the roof was blowing in the wind and falling in all directions. Kong Yiji struggled over, pushed open the ajar door, and squeezed in. He wanted to take shelter here temporarily.

The room was dark and damp, and once the door was closed, nothing could be seen. With a ray of light coming through the crack of the door, he struggled to sort out the straw scattered on the ground, piled it in the corner, and then lay down on the haystack. After finishing all this, Kong Yiji's stomach was so hungry that he no longer had the strength to open his eyes. His whole body seemed to fall apart, probably because he was too tired. Soon, he fell into a drowsy sleep.

I don’t know how long it took, but a golden light suddenly flashed before Kong Yiji’s eyes. He slowly floated up, floated out of the small thatched cottage, and landed in a unique small garden. He is no longer wearing a tattered jacket, but a luxurious champion uniform. He stroked his neatly combed beard and couldn't help but smile.

In a daze, Kong Yiji returned to Lu Town and came to the Xianheng Hotel. He clasped his hands behind his back, paced, and glanced at the shopkeeper from the corner of his eye. The shopkeeper recognized Kong Yiji at a glance and hurriedly trotted out, bending over in fear: "Greetings to the great sir. Please come in and have a seat." Kong Yiji didn't say anything, he held his head high and put his hands behind his back. He walked in slowly, followed closely by his entourage.

As soon as Kong Yiji sat down, the shopkeeper quickly wiped the table with a rag himself. Now he's scalding the wine, now he's cooking, and now he's filling up the wine. Kong Yiji stretched out three fingers, as if holding a wine glass to the void, with a last smile on his lips...

The cold wind wailed, as if singing an elegy for Kong Yiji.

After Kong Yiji drank his last bowl of wine, he paid for the drink and then walked out of the hotel with both hands. He walked on the empty streets of Jiu Town. He saw only a few people running on the streets, as if they were going home, but Kong Yiji had nowhere to go. Kong Yiji walked and came to the river port of Lu Town. He looked at the green river water and the sky, and suddenly came up with an idea - let's go and leave Lu Town to go somewhere else. At this time, he still had something in his hand. Some money is enough to cross the river. In the meantime, Kong Yiji got on the boat and gave the money to the boatman. The boatman asked: "Where are we going?" "Whatever." Kong Yiji said. The boatman nodded and said: "Sit tight." The boat slowly rowed towards the center of the river, getting farther and farther away from Lu Town. The shadow of Lu Town gradually disappeared. At this time, Kong Yiji thought: Leaving Lu Town In Zhen, a place where everyone laughs at and ridicules him, he will have to start over again no matter where he goes. We can’t be like before: we want to be rich, but we can’t, and we don’t want to live the life of a poor person. When Kong Yiji was immersed in his longing for the rest of his life, the ship docked. At this time Kong Yiji came ashore.

Suddenly, there was a peach blossom forest in front of me. Within a few hundred steps on both sides of the bank, the flowers and trees were luxuriant, fragrant and beautiful, and the petals were falling one after another. At the end of the woods, there is a mountain. There is a small hole on the mountain, and there seems to be a light inside. He used his scarred hands to enter the cave. At first, the cave was very narrow, just enough for one person to pass through. After walking a few dozen steps, my eyes suddenly became brighter and clearer. The land is flat and wide, with neat houses, fertile fields, beautiful ponds, mulberry trees and bamboo forests.

Walking on the small roads that intersect with each other, the sounds of chickens crowing and dogs barking in the village can be heard clearly from each other. The men and women walking and farming inside are all dressed differently from those outside. Both the elderly and children are happy. When they saw Kong Yiji, they were very surprised and asked him where he came from. Kong Yiji answered them in detail. People in the village looked at Kong Yiji's clothes up and down, and felt something different, so they asked Kong Yiji what the outside world was like. Kong Yiji told them that it was very chaotic outside now and begged people here to take him in. From then on, Kong Yiji lived a very happy life in Peach Blossom Spring. The people there were very kind to him, and he worked very hard. From then on, no one in Lu Town saw Kong Yiji again.

Kong Yiji may be dead by now, or he may not be dead yet, who knows.

"...After a while, after he finished drinking, he sat down and walked slowly away with his hands amidst the laughter of others."

The next few days , Kong Yiji has been living in his extremely shabby thatched hut, which is worse than a garbage dump. He never went out because he no longer had any strength to walk with his hands. He cried day and night because he regretted that he had gone to Ding's house to steal books, and now he could only eat rotten grass to resist hunger. He didn't know anything about the world outside the house. Maybe it was better not to know than to know.

In the past few days, the short-shirted gang members in Xianheng Hotel have been talking about the Ding family. I heard that the book was missing from the Ding family again, but this time the person who stole the book was not caught. Ding Juren was very angry and ordered his servants to catch the book thief within three days, otherwise they would be severely punished.

The servants were very anxious. They didn’t even have a clue who stole the book, let alone within 3 days. When everyone was anxious, a servant had an idea. He expressed his idea and everyone agreed unanimously.

Soon, a few of them came to Kong Yiji’s house. They kicked the door open and walked in with a big show. When they saw Kong Yiji, they said to him: "You This book thief dares to steal even our master's books. Come with me!" Kong Yiji was startled and had no idea what was going on. However, he could only whisper: "Wait a minute, wait a minute... ..." But the servants ignored him, but lifted him up and went back to Ding's house. Several other servants had already written the defense for Kong Yiji. When they saw Kong Yiji, they took his hand and put a fingerprint on the defense to show that they admitted to stealing the book. After all this was done, the servants invited Ding Juren and reported that the book thief had been caught. Ding Juren looked at Kong Yiji and cursed: "It's you bastard again. I interrupted you last time." I gave you an advantage, and now you're here to steal it, I think you're looking for death!" Only then did Kong Yiji realize that he had become the "scapegoat" and he couldn't move, so he didn't say anything to clarify. I heard Ding Juren scolding again: "Oh my! I'm talking to you, did you hear it?!" Kong Yiji heard it, but he didn't have the strength to react. Ding Juren got angry and said: "You bastard, what kind of attitude do you have?! Come here, give him a 50-pound stick and then drag him out to parade in the streets!" The servants did as they were told, but Kong Yiji was unable to resist. Afterwards, he was locked in a cage, with three characters "The Book Thief" hanging on his body, and a servant pulled the cage through the streets. Everyone stood on both sides of the street. They saw the ridiculous Kong Yiji in the cage. Everyone burst into laughter: the street was filled with happy air.

Kong Yiji cried silently in the cage. Gradually, Kong Yiji died in the joy of everyone...

Let’s say that Kong Yiji was the least glorious and the last time to "walk out of the Xianheng Hotel."

He heard what others heard He was filled with laughter, but he was already full of despair and sadness. What was supporting his body? He was as numb as a dead body, moving forward bit by bit.

" Did you hear that? Xiao Liuzi is..." I don't know whose voice was so loud and sharp. Kong Yiji was almost frightened. "Who is it? Who is joking? Is he talking about me? "Kong Yiji thought of this, and his whole body was agitated.

I have no enmity with anyone, why should you talk about me? Then, why is that voice so familiar? Could it be...him? Kong Yiji thought His legs were broken, and the fear in his heart was indescribable. He was able to "walk" at an alarming speed for a long time despite being hungry and cold. He was panicked and confused, and his mind went blank. There is only one word in my mind: escape.

Finally, he leaned upright under a large bare tree.

The wind is strong. Kong Yiji's dark and thin face always had a look of fear. He was very tired and closed his eyes to rest. Suddenly, he heard the sound of horse hooves.

——It’s a carriage, a carriage! They, they are coming after them!

Kong Yiji opened his eyes wide and looked forward, as if there was a vague appearance of a carriage approaching. Kong Yiji wanted to escape, but how could he have the strength? He closed his eyes.

“Bang!” Kong Yiji was startled and tried to open his eyes. He saw a small blue bag, perhaps dropped by the driver just now. 1 - What was in it? Money, it must be money.

Kong Yiji’s eyes suddenly lit up. Money is a good thing! So he tried his best to reach for the hook.

——Money! I owe the shopkeeper a large sum of nineteen cents, and I promised to pay it back. If I don’t pay it back, who do others think I am, Kong Yiji? Now that you have money, what should you do? Examine people. What about passing the exam? Beat, beat Ding Juren, Ding Juren... At this time, his eyes widened and he said, "Is it still me, Kong Yiji, who did it? Am I still myself?"

In an instant, He only felt countless pairs of Ding Juren's eyes staring at him, crazy, treacherous, and cruel... He fell down and huddled tightly into a ball.

The next day, someone passed by and saw a strange picture: a strange man huddled together. Not far from hand is another person's skull, Bai Sensen, Bai Sensen.

Don’t think it was a good scene. There was one person who fainted with fright, and a poor old horse.

I think. This was the only and last time Kong Yiji received the most generous treatment.

As the New Year approaches, the wind is getting cooler day by day. I also had to put on a cotton-padded jacket and spend the whole day holding a hot pot in my arms, leaning lonely on the counter and looking at an empty street.

The counter was more or less covered with dust, but the shopkeeper’s abacus was still clean. The situation in the store is also like this cold wind. It is getting worse every day. The only thing on the pink board that has not been erased is "Kong Yiji owes nineteen cents."

Every time the shopkeeper finished adjusting the abacus, he would always look at the pink board in a daze, sighing heavily from time to time, and muttering in his mouth: You should never give it to him on credit!

On the sycamore tree outside the store, the remaining leaves disappeared in the cold wind. Winter days are short and cloudy, so the sky darkens very early, and it snows again. The snowflakes are as big as plum blossoms, flying all over the sky, mixed with mist and busy complexion, turning Lu Town into a mess.

After the twentieth day of the twelfth lunar month, Lu Town became busy. The shopkeeper also put a big red paper on the door of the shop, set up an incense table in the shop, filled it with sacrifices, and lit red candles. The shopkeeper kept kowtowing to the Bodhisattva on the incense table, without knowing what he was saying.

One afternoon, business was slow, and the shopkeeper just told me to close the shop. I wanted to take this opportunity to go inside to warm myself, but when I looked up, I saw Kong Yiji opposite. Among all the people in Lu Town, I can say that none has changed more than him: his gray beard has turned gray, with patches of snowflakes in it, his face is as thin as a corpse, and his face is bloodless and cracked. His lips make him look like a wooden sculpture; only his eyes move, which can still show that he is a living creature; the gown is gone, the cattail bag is also torn apart, and the only thing keeping him warm is a few loops of straw rope wrapped around his body; Holding a broken bowl - empty, messy and dirty hair that had been twisted into ropes scattered on his head, he looked like a crazy beggar: he was clearly a beggar.

It took him a long time to crawl over from across the counter, purring hot air from his mouth. After a short rest, he finally found five pennies from his chest and gave it to me with his cracked hands. His lips trembled slightly, and it took him a long time to say a subtle voice: "Warm... wine,... fennel... beans..."

After hearing the movement, the shopkeeper stuck his head out and asked in surprise : "Kong...Kong Yiji? You didn't...?" But it was New Year's Day after all, and the shopkeeper didn't say that unlucky word. He turned around and saw the pink board and shouted, "Nineteen dollars are still owed!" Kong Yiji's lips squirmed, but he never made a sound. When the shopkeeper saw me warming the wine, he shouted again: "There is no need to give away the wine, even if it costs four cents!... Do you want beans? They charge half the price, one cent for a plate, who makes me a good person and want to accumulate some virtue!" < /p>

Kong Yiji sat on the ground in a daze with his mouth open, looking straight at the shopkeeper. Until the harmonious "pop-pop" sound of picking beads sounded again from the next door. I secretly added more beans, bent down and handed them to him.

His long fingernails were broken, and his hands were so cold that he could hardly hold the beans. Sometimes he would pick them up to his mouth, but his hands would tremble and they would fall away again. When he saw me looking at him, he ignored the fallen bean; when I turned around, he quickly snatched it into the dish, held it between his thumb and forefinger, and put it into his mouth. When I saw him again, he ignored it again and seemed to dismiss it. When I saw this, I wanted to laugh but couldn't.

After eating the beans, he climbed out again. Maybe this is how he crawls every day. He seems to have disappeared from people's memory. In his situation, even the most compassionate old ladies chanting Buddha's name no longer have any tears in their eyes. He may not necessarily know that his situation has been chewed and appreciated by people for a long time, and it has long since become a thing of the past, worthy only of boredom and boredom. At the urging of the shopkeeper, I closed the store door. Naturally, the shopkeeper couldn't forget to write on the pink board, "Kong Yiji, I owe fifteen cents."

It's the New Year, and firecrackers from far and near are going off, and I see the yellow lights as big as beans, Then the sound of popping firecrackers was heard again, and the shopkeeper celebrated the New Year with a smile. Thick clouds that made up the sound of the whole day, mixed with flying snowflakes, enveloped the whole town. At this moment of joy for the whole family, the forgotten tree outside the store snapped in the cold wind and was buried in the snow...

The next day, people discovered Kong Yiji corpse. His tattered jacket disappeared, and he collapsed on the roadside not far from the pawn shop with a few large coins in his hand. The shopkeeper and everyone couldn't stop cursing: "If you don't go early, you won't go later, but you go at this time, it's really unlucky..." "Disaster! New Year's Day is unlucky! Amitabha!" The shopkeeper also cursed. , and sighed: "What a pity for my fifteen cents." When he saw the few cents in Kong Yiji's hand, he shouted again: "The few cents in this hand must be to repay me. I will accept it for the time being and settle down to go to heaven to enjoy the bliss!" After that, he rolled up his sleeves, picked up the money with his nails, put it on his palm, weighed it, showed a smile, and said I took out the Buddhist beads and left chanting them. Everyone dispersed in a hurry. Only his thin, black and cold zombie was left in the snow.

The firecrackers rang again, yellow fire flashed in the sky, and the sound of peeling was loud!

After Kong Yiji had his leg broken by Ding Juren and left the Xianheng Hotel for the last time, he sat and walked with his hands and came to a sparsely populated and icy wilderness. He found a small hut to settle down, but hunger and cold attacked him mercilessly.

One night, he was so hungry that he felt like he was drifting to a door. He was wondering how he could fly? While he was in a daze, a voice suddenly came from the door: "Who is there? Where are they from? Why are they so short? Are they rich or official?" Kong Yiji was startled and said hurriedly: "This is Kong. Yiji, I am homeless, please forgive me for disturbing you." Then a bull-headed man and a horse-faced man pulled him into the door. In front of Kong Yiji sat a fat, dark man wearing a crown. The man asked: "Are you Kong Yiji? Why are you sitting on the ground? You didn't kneel down when you saw me!" Kong Yiji said: "The villain's legs can no longer kneel, please forgive me." The man said: "Turns out he is a useless man! I think he is also a guy with no money! Come on, let him go up to the mountain of swords first, and then let him down. Once he's in the oil pan, he'll be sent to the underworld of pigs, sheep, and horses to take care of the beasts!" A little man with a mountain-shaped head next to him said, "Please be patient, my lord, maybe he wants to be rich!" The man said, "Okay!" The little-headed man said, "Kong Yiji, do you know where you are now? This is the underworld, and the person sitting on it is the Lord of Hell." "Kong Yiji?" Only then did Yiji realize that he was no longer a human being, and he was immediately filled with grief. He couldn't help but sigh about his life experience, thinking that he had died before he could achieve even an inch of honor in the imperial examination, and he was really ashamed of his ancestors. The little-headed man said again: "Kong Yiji, Kong Yiji." Then Kong Yiji came back to his senses and said: "Young man, what can you teach me?" "Let me ask you, do you want your legs to be cured? If If you want to be cured, please give me one hundred taels of silver, and I'll make you the 'Lord in charge of livestock'. If I give you another fifty taels, I'll give you a wife. If you're willing to give me 300 taels, I'll also promise to give you any grievances you have. Give me a hand. Do you have any money?"

2. I walked out of their sight with difficulty. I always felt as if someone was pointing behind me: This is the one. Kong Yiji. Tsk, tsk, it’s really~~~ I tried my best to control myself, not to look at it, not to think about it.

But I still couldn't help but think of my own experience, and I couldn't help but feel sad in my heart: "I think I am also a scholar who lived in poverty for ten years. I originally hoped to get an official position through the imperial examination, so I devoted myself to it, but unexpectedly things are unpredictable. , Alas, I have literary talent in my belly, but I can't use it to farm and weed, and I have fallen to the point where I want to steal books. However, the people I looked down on back then can still live a life of food and clothing, but look at myself Such a desolate situation~~~No wonder the ancient sages would say: A useless person is a scholar!" A gust of autumn wind blew by, picking up the scattered leaves on the ground and blowing them into the air, but the fallen leaves were unable to evade this situation. I shrank. Shrinking, "Kong Yiji, Kong Yiji, do you have any reason to live? I will use my death to protest!!!"

I am desperate, I am at a loss, and in confusion and confusion In despair, I walked step by step towards a turbulent river... "Kong Yiji! Kong Yiji!" Someone was calling me? No, it must be my own misunderstanding! They all laughed at me so much, so how could they~~~

The next day, the calm river water washed up a tattered cattail bag on the shore. It was washed away by the waves again and again. Standing, it stared coldly at the people coming and going. I wonder if any of them still remember the poor scholar who was ruthlessly laughed at by them~~~~~~~~~~~

3 .Kong Yiji drank the bowl of hot wine and came to his shabby thatched hut without looking back.

It had just rained heavily, and Kong Yiji’s body and hands were covered with mud. Looking from a distance, he looked like a small dirt bag. It was really a broken house and it rained all night. The water on the roof slowly slid down. As usual, he leaned back and fell asleep.

One night passed, and when Kong Yiji opened his eyes again, what was waiting for him was no longer the low thatched house. . . . . .

"Where am I? Why is this room so resplendent? Is this heaven." Kong Yiji said in surprise. "Yiji, which beast broke your leg? Brother will avenge you." Kong Yiji finally came to his senses and realized that he was in his brother's mansion, so he said angrily: "Who else?" , isn’t that Ding Juren?” After hearing this, the man immediately got up and left. That night, a major event happened in Lu Town: Kong Jiaji, an official of the imperial court, came to Ding's mansion with the emperor's imperial edict, and executed Ding Ju's people on the spot in the name of rebellion. People in Lu Town are in panic, and the chickens and dogs are restless.

The official who executed Ding Juren was Kong Yiji’s brother. Kong Yiji’s brother took part in different imperial examinations with Kong Yiji at that time. Kong Yiji failed in the scholar examination, and his brother However, Jiaji won the ninth place in the first-level examination in the capital. From then on, he rose through the ranks and received high-ranking officials and generous salaries. Although Kong Jiaji looked dignified on the surface, he often did some shady things secretly. No, after he found his younger brother Yiji, a strange thing happened: a cripple became a local official. Appalling. However, Kong Yiji naturally did not go to the sleepy Lu Town, but went to a prosperous small town in the south of the Yangtze River. A reborn slave is more ruthless than a rich man. During the two years he took office, he plundered the people's wealth and wealth. He also made a small town with beautiful scenery into a smog, and the people were in dire straits. Zhihu could not justify his atrocities, and Master Kong became his shield. For a time, his political opponents were unable to do anything to him. It is true that good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be punished with evil. Just as his term was about to enter its third year, the angry working people did not agree. They united for their due interests and denounced them together. This shameless guy, finally, Kong Yiji, who was strong on the outside but cowardly but weak on the inside, was drowned by the sea of ??spit. However, he did not forget to help him to support him before he died. Kong Jiaji was imprisoned because of him.

Damn it, they’re all dead.

4. The autumn wind blew leisurely, and Kong Yiji "walked" leisurely with his hands. The iconic gown was replaced by a torn jacket, and the part of the bag called the "legs" was covered with something. From a distance, it looked like a monster moving on the dirt road sprinkled with the setting sun.

Kong Yiji, who brought laughter to others, was silently counting the streets he passed by: "He family... Zhang family... Li family... Ding Ju family..." Counting Here, Kong Yiji subconsciously speeded up his movement.

"Kong Yiji, why did you suddenly 'run' so fast? Are you feeling guilty? It turns out that you also know that you cannot steal other people's books. Haha!" A member of the Short Clothes Gang grinned He said mockingly, while others around him also laughed happily.

The corners of Kong Yiji's mouth twitched slightly unnaturally. It turned out that these people still wouldn't let him go! He sighed softly, and then looked back at the speaker with wide eyes: "What a scholar does cannot be considered 'stealing', it is 'stealing', 'stealing'. A gentleman is poor..." Just as he When he was about to spit out "Zhi Hu Zhe Ye", he was interrupted by the harsh laughter of the people around him. He stared at these people who could only see their nostrils for a long time. Then, he lowered his head and continued to "walk" towards the back of the setting sun...

The happy laughter behind him became softer and softer, and Kong Yiji finally let out a long sigh of relief...

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"Ah——" Suddenly, his hand was pricked hard by something hard and sharp on the road, and his miserable screams became even more sad and helpless as the sunset continued. He slowly raised his hand in front of him. A bright red wound from his palm to his wrist was particularly dazzling in the residual light of the sun, and dark red blood kept pouring out. Kong Yiji smiled helplessly, he could no longer feel the pain. He was trembling in the autumn wind, like an autumn leaf falling in the wind. He seemed to have been blown by a violent wind since he was born, until now, just now...

Kong Yiji saw the gushing blood, the golden and red sunset, the dark and lonely figure, and the unbridled cynicism. Enough, enough listening, and enough tasting. He slowly closed his eyes with dilated pupils and rested quietly...

5. Kong Yiji moved with difficulty. Everyone looked towards him, and someone was laughing unbridled, seeming to be laughing at Kong Yiji's embarrassed appearance. Some people are also saying:

"Look, isn't that guy the guy who went to Dingju to steal things the day before yesterday! Look at how disabled he is now, how interesting it is!" Kong Yiji knew that they must be Talking about him. He sighed and continued to move forward slowly. It took him a while before he got home, breathing heavily. He lived in this simple hut, and the wind howled violently outside, and the wind got in through the gaps in the hut. Kong Yiji only had a tattered and very thin cotton-padded jacket on him.

Suddenly the owner of Xianheng Restaurant appeared in front of him. He frowned and said, "Kong Yiji, when will you pay back the nineteen yuan you owe me?" Kong Yiji trembled. Then he said: I... I will definitely return it to you next time! The boss said: "Humph!" You, you deserve the retribution you have ended up in. "Kong Yiji opened his eyes suddenly. It turned out that this was a dream, but the boss's voice was still echoing in his ears. The north wind was blowing more and more fiercely. Kong Yiji, who was lying on the bed, looked very pale and had a cold. In a cold sweat, he curled up into a ball. He said to himself: "Maybe this is punishment for my previous theft! Alas..." After a long time, Kong Yiji's face became paler, and just like that, he died quietly on this cold night, and his miserable life ended like this.

6. Let's talk about it. Kong Yiji "walked" out of the Xianheng Hotel in the most disgraceful and last time.

He heard the laughter of others, but he was already full of dejection and sadness. What supported his body? I don’t know. He was as numb as a corpse, moving forward bit by bit.

“Have you heard? Xiao Liuzi is..." I don't know whose voice was so loud and sharp. Kong Yiji was almost frightened. "Who is it? Who is joking? Is he talking about me? "Kong Yiji thought of this, and his whole body was agitated.

I have no enmity with anyone, why should you talk about me? Then, why is that voice so familiar? Could it be...him? Kong Yiji thought His legs were broken, and the fear in his heart was indescribable. He was able to "walk" at an alarming speed for a long time despite being hungry and cold. He was panicked and confused, and his mind went blank. There was only one word in his mind: escape.

Finally, he leaned upright under a big bare tree.

Kong Yiji's face was dark and thin. Always with a look of fear. He was very tired and closed his eyes to rest. Suddenly, he heard the sound of horse hooves.

--It's a carriage, a carriage! They, they are coming after them!

Kong Yiji opened his eyes wide and looked forward, as if there was a vague appearance of a carriage approaching. Kong Yiji wanted to escape, but how could he have the strength? He closed his eyes.

“Bang!” Kong Yiji was startled and tried to open his eyes. He saw a small blue bag, maybe it was dropped by the driver just now! --What's inside? Money, it must be money.

Kong Yiji’s eyes suddenly lit up. Money is a good thing! So he tried his best to reach for the hook.

——Money! I owe the shopkeeper a large sum of nineteen cents, and I promised to pay it back. If I don’t pay it back, who do others think I am, Kong Yiji? Now that you have money, what should you do? Examine people. What about passing the exam? Beat, beat Ding Juren, Ding Juren... At this time, his eyes widened and he said, "Is it still me, Kong Yiji, who did it? Am I still myself?"

In an instant, He only felt countless pairs of Ding Juren's eyes staring at him, crazy, treacherous, and cruel... He fell down and huddled tightly into a ball.

The next day, someone passed by and saw a strange picture: a strange man curled up into a ball. Not far from hand is another person's skull, Bai Sensen, Bai Sensen.

Don’t think it was a good scene. There was one person who fainted with fright, and a poor old horse.

I think. This was the only and last time Kong Yiji received the most generous treatment. Agree 1 | Comment 2011-5-15 13:35 Flying colorful butterflies | Level 2

The autumn wind is bleak, and migratory birds fly south. Kong Yi has left Xianheng Hotel and doesn’t know where to go. Seeing dusk approaching, Kong Yiji felt cold, tired, and drowsy.

In a trance, I seemed to see an old fairy with a white beard floating over, pointing at Kong Yiji and saying: "Get up, your earthly destiny is not over, how can you die!" Kong Yiji was very surprised. When he opened his mouth to ask, he was pushed into the pond by an invisible force. When he hurriedly got up, he found that his legs that had been broken by Ding Ju were now able to move, and his gray beard was falling down one after another. He hurriedly went to the pond to take a closer look at the water. , and found that he had turned into a heavenly young scholar, full of confidence and strength.

As a result, Kong Yiji went to Beijing to take the exam and won the first prize. Then he entered the Prime Minister's Office and became extremely powerful and prominent for a while. That day, Kong Yiji suddenly remembered that he wanted to go back to Lu Town. There had been a gust of wind and gongs from the master's officers to clear the way. The prefect and county magistrate were frightened, and Ding Juren and the shopkeeper were restless.

Kong Yiji stepped out of the eight-carat sedan chair and walked into the Xianheng Hotel. The shopkeeper bowed three times and kowtowed to say hello, Ding Juren couldn't kneel down with his head in the bush, and the county magistrate and magistrate stood on both sides in awe with their hands folded. The drums and music are blaring, and the firecrackers are shaking the sky. Kong Yiji looked at Ding Juren, who was trembling with fear, and felt so proud that he laughed loudly.

Ding Ju's head hit the ground with a "bang bang" sound. Kong Yiji raised his hands and said, "Forget it, I won't argue with you about this trivial matter." Ding Juren kowtowed even more when he was granted amnesty. Everyone shouted in unison: "Master Kong is really a rich man, how can the prime minister carry a boat in his belly!"

Time passed, and decades passed by, and the elderly Kong Yiji was already in power and had many descendants. As the saying goes, "Extreme joy brings sorrow." On the day of Kong Yiji's 80th birthday, he drank a few more drinks in a moment of joy, and became bedridden as soon as he got drunk. Seeing that the condition is getting worse day by day, even though everything in sight is gold, jade and delicious food, it is a pity that it can no longer be tolerated. Kong Yiji sighed: "Time flies so fast and life is short. A lifetime of glory and wealth is just like a dream..." He heard a sudden shout: "Since you know that life is just a dream, why don't you wake up!"

< p>Kong Yiji was shocked. When he opened his eyes, he saw the autumn rain falling, the twilight was thick, and the heart-wrenching pain in his broken leg. "Sure enough, what a sweet dream!" Kong Yiji laughed loudly. The laughter startled a group of night birds, and they flew into the distance with a strange cry of "Yuya". Kong Yiji laughed miserably: "Life is like a dream. In the past fifty years, I have had a dream of imperial examination... haha... ha..."

The laughter stopped abruptly. In the night, a skinny figure looked like a wooden stake, slumped down...