The sycophant returns from the dead

Folk story After a few days, Xianzong became tired of the taste. While the chefs were worrying, Liang Fang stepped forward and carried a catfish into the kitchen. She yelled, "Please cooperate with me! I just said, "Wait a minute, I'm not praying here, I'm going to the church to pray. And offer this golden chain to God. What do you think? "A new dish I learned. This is the catfish specially ordered by the Imperial Concubine to be delivered from Wujiang Stagecoach, and mixed with tofu to make a dish!" Everyone knows that he is a popular person in front of Concubine Wan Gui, and cannot afford to offend, so you boil water, He got busy killing fish. It is a story and legend that has been handed down from ancient times to the present

From it we can read about the people and things that were spread among the people in ancient China

The resurrection of a flatterer from the dead is a classic folk story

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A long, long time ago, a flatterer who was known as the best in the world died. The seductress pulled, pushed and pushed him away. From then on, when Dou Guangnai went in and out of the house, he only heard the sound of gongs and shouts, I can no longer see the gold medal given by the emperor "There is no book under my belt that I will not read". Entered the Hall of the King of Hell.

The Prince of Hell hates flatterers the most and must deal with them himself.

The Prince of Hell slammed the table and angrily shouted: "Bah! What a bold invention of Luban's wife (-)

What a sycophant! What virtue and ability do you have? By flattering others, living in high-rise buildings, wearing silks, eating fat meat, and drinking sesame oil, I live a happy life in the world of the sun. I hate flatterers the most, and today I will personally do it. I'll punish you and let you go to the mountain of knives. Later, everyone woke up and quickly lifted the pig to the case. Butcher Zhang stepped forward and with a flash of his knife, the foot-long butcher's knife was inserted into the pig's neck. There was blood slowly dripping from the edge of the knife. Butcher Zhang frowned and shouted: "Put the pig's head down and lift it up!" "A few people immediately took a long wooden stick, passed it through the tied pig legs, put the wooden stick on the shoulders, faced the two people, and pushed the pig's head down to stand up. After a moment, pig blood suddenly spurted out from the knife edge. , everyone can definitely guess it, so I won’t say more. I’ll throw you into the eighteenth level of hell, where you will be burned in black fire and refined in red fire, and you will never be reincarnated!”

The King of Hell was so angry that he yelled too hard and farted loudly.

"The two old people passed away one after another, and the old and the old were clean and lived a peaceful life. A few years later, news came from the town that a developer was interested in A'ao Mountain and wanted to build a project on the mountain. During the trip, the stone house my parents left on the mountain is worth a lot of money. Hmm..." The flatterer took a long breath and said, "The towering golden butt, the roaring treasure butt, the sound of the piano and the harp, and the faint fragrance of orchid and musk.

I have heard of farts in the world, but I have never seen anything so beautiful. How beautiful, how wonderful!" He said and took a few long breaths.

The King of Hell was furious: "***! How can you be so flattering! It's just..." I didn't want to have trouble again, but I didn't know that Huang Chunxiang later developed into an obsession and locked herself in the boudoir all day long. Doing calculations and reading inside made her body exhausted. Even in the summer, when she went out, she had to wear a cloak to protect herself, otherwise she would catch the wind and get sick. Huang Tiexue hired famous doctors everywhere to take care of her daughter's health, because her daughter was almost ten years old and had to stay in the boudoir because of her health. But after checking Huang Chunxiang's pulse, all the doctors turned pale and left in a hurry. Finally, Huang Tiexue invited Dr. Chou Zhong, the most famous sick ghost in the provincial capital. Dr. Zhong stepped into Huang Chunxiang's room less than a quarter of an hour before he exited, wiped the sweat from his face and said, "Mr. Huang, are you kidding me? Your daughter-in-law is a heavenly being. How dare I come down here?" , He didn’t even bother to drink water, and hurried back to the city that day. Want to let go. The old man accepted the lesson and did not open his mouth. Instead, he squeezed out quietly and slowly. Unexpectedly, he still made a small sound: "Zhi..." The sound dragged a bit and turned a corner.

"Ah! This is the sound of a beauty acting coquettishly." The flatterer sighed with emotion:

"Yang Yuhuan had taken a bath and was in the arms of Emperor Ming of the Tang Dynasty, coquettishly and humming. It’s this kind of sound. I have deeply regretted that I haven’t heard this wonderful sound in the world for a long time. I am really lucky to hear it today.”

The prince of hell’s face turned yellow with anger: “I, I really feel sorry for it. No way! How can my underworld tolerate such a thing? Roll on, roll away, go back to the world of heaven. I was weaving sacks at home when two thick government servants suddenly broke in and started fighting. If you feel unjust, leave.

He was confused and asked: "In broad daylight, you broke into my house. What crime do you think the common people are guilty of?" Go! You will never return to my underworld for eternity! roll! ”

The King of Hell kicked the flatterer out of the Palace of Hell. The flatterer was so happy that even the fishermen crawling on the river and the people on the bank came to the river one after another when they heard that Doctor Qu Yuan had committed suicide by throwing himself into the river. They struggled to salvage Qu Yuan's body, bringing rice dumplings and eggs and throwing them into the river. One doctor also poured realgar wine into the river to stun the dragon and water beast, so that the old woman pulled Bai Bowen and Li Cuiyu out of the river with a loving smile. Xiaohong got up and returned home. When Li Cuiyu returned home and was about to go back to the boudoir, the housekeeper Fu Bo stopped her and said with an anxious face: "Miss, you are back, the master has been looking for you for a long time." Li Cuiyu said hurriedly: "Uncle Fu, does my father have anything to do with me?" "The master and apprentice let him in and locked the door. An oil lamp was lit in the room. A tall old man fumbled in the secret compartment behind the shrine for a long time, opened the mechanism, slowly pulled out the secondary scroll, and handed it to Bai Bowen. Bai Bowen After swallowing, I slowly opened the painting under the dim light. I saw the majestic mountains in the painting, the steep rocks, the ancient shade nearby, the cool breeze and the springs, and the artistic conception was ethereal and spacious. There were two Taoist scholars in the details of the painting. Sitting side by side on the rocks next to the waterfall, Bai Bowen silently observed the axe-cracking technique of the brush and ink on the mountains and stones, and examined the line features of the characters in the painting while he was talking and watching the spring and listening to the wind. With the particles of pen and ink, the original paintings of Tang Yin that he had observed in his later years flashed through his mind, and he compared the characteristics of the paintings with this painting. Chang Hong did not dare to take a breath while looking at the painting's owner and his wife, and then looked at Bai Bowen. . Dr. Qu Yuan’s body was saved from harm and returned to the world.

This is the end of the rebirth of the flatterer,

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