Seeking composition —— Continue to write Kong Yiji.

After leaving Xianheng Hotel for the last time, Kong Yiji sat and walked behind his back, and came to a sparsely populated and frozen wilderness. He found a hut to settle down, but hunger and cold came upon him mercilessly.

One night, he was so hungry that he wanted to rush to a door. He wants to know how he can fly. Just as he was stunned, suddenly a voice came from outside the door: "Who is outside the door? Where did it come from? Why is it so short? Is it rich or an official? " Kong Yiji was startled and said, "I am homeless in Kong Yiji. Please forgive my interruption. " Then a cow's head and horse's face pulled him in. In front of Kong Yiji sat a fat black man with a crown. The man asked, "Are you Kong Yiji? Why are you sitting on the ground? Don't kneel when you see this house! " Kong Yiji said, "I can't kneel on my lap. Please forgive me. " The humanitarian said, "It turned out to be a basket case! I think he is also a guy with no money! Somebody, let him go up the mountain first, let him go to the frying pan next time, and then beat him to the hell of pigs, sheep and horses to take care of the animals! " A small leader with a yamagata head nearby said, "Your Majesty, please go slowly. Maybe he wants money! It's better to let Xiaguan ask first. " The man said, "All right!" The little man said, "Kong Yiji, do you know where you are now? This is the underworld, and that's the terrible one sitting on it, you know? " Kong Yiji didn't know that he was no longer a man, so he couldn't help sighing about his life. He thought that bad karma had not achieved half an inch of fame in the imperial examination in his life, but he had already died first. He really failed his ancestors. The little man added, "Kong Yiji, Kong Yiji." Kong Yiji just woke up and said, "I'm still young. What do you have to teach me? " "I ask you, do you want to cure your leg? If you want to be cured, please take out one hundred and twenty taels of silver and call you an animal control adult, and then give you fifty taels to marry a wife. If you are willing to leave 320 yuan, you will be guaranteed any grievance. Do you have money? "

2. When I walk out of their sight with my hands behind my back, I always feel as if someone is pointing at me behind my back: this is Kong Yiji. Gee, it's really ~~ ~ I'm trying to control myself. Don't look or think. But I still can't help but think of my own experience and feel sad from the bottom of my heart: "I think I am also a scholar who has been cold for ten years." I hope to get an official position by relying on the imperial examination, so I devoted myself to it. Unexpectedly, things change. Alas, I have a gift in my stomach, so I can't use it to farm and weed, and I myself have been reduced to stealing books. However, the people I looked down on in those years can still live a well-fed life, but look at myself. " A gust of autumn wind blows, rolling up the leaves scattered on the ground and blowing them into the air, but the leaves are unable to dodge this situation. I shrank my body. "Kong Yiji, Kong Yiji, do you have a reason to live? I want to protest with death! ! ! "

I was desperate, I was at a loss, and in a daze and despair, I walked step by step to the choppy river ... "Kong Yiji! Kong Yiji! " Is someone calling me? No, it won't. Must be your own illusion! How can they laugh at me like this ~ ~ ~

The next day, the calm river washed a tattered bun ashore. It was washed away by the waves again and again, and it stared coldly at the people passing by. I wonder if any of them remember the poor scholar who was mercilessly laughed at by them ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Kong Yiji finished the bowl of hot wine and went to his shabby hut without looking back.

Just after a heavy rain, Kong Yiji's body and hands were covered with mud. From a distance, he looked like a small earthen bag. It rained all night and water dripped from the roof. As usual, he bent down and fell asleep.

The night passed again. When Kong Yiji opened his eyes again, it was not the low thatched cottage that was waiting for him. . . . . .

"Where am I? How can this room be so gorgeous? Is this heaven? " Kong Yiji said in surprise. "Iggy, which beast broke your leg? Brother will avenge you. " Kong Yiji just woke up. It turned out that he was in his brother's mansion, so he said angrily, "Who else? Isn't that Ding? " The man immediately got up and left. That night, a great event happened in Luzhen: Kong Jia, a court official, personally led the imperial edict to Dingfu and was beheaded in the name of rebellion. People in Luzhen are in a panic, making chickens and dogs restless.

The official who executed Ding was Kong Yiji's brother and Kong Yiji's brother. He and Kong Yiji took different imperial examinations together. Kong Yiji failed in Sun Shan, while his younger brother, Jackie, came in ninth in Beijing. Since then, he has risen to the top and obtained a high position. Although Kong Jia looks handsome on the surface, he often does some shady things in secret. That was not the case. After he found his younger brother, a strange thing happened: a lame man actually became a local official. Terrible. But Kong Yiji naturally didn't go to Deer Town, a town where birds don't lay eggs, but went to a rich town in the south of the Yangtze River. A turned slave is more ruthless than a rich man. During his two years in power, he plundered the wealth and essence of the people. A small town with beautiful scenery was also created by him, and the people were poor. He doesn't think so. He took it out of context in Confucius' book, and those who were full of foul words also excused their atrocities. The hole became his shield. At that time, his political opponents could not help him.

Good is rewarded with good, and evil with evil. Just as his term of office was about to enter the third year, the angry working people refused. They United for their due interests and denounced this shameless guy. Finally, Kong Yiji, who was hollow and cowardly, was drowned by the sea of spittle, but he didn't forget to pull a mat when he died. Kong Jia went to prison for him.

Damn, they're all dead.

The autumn wind blows slowly, and Kong Yiji walks unhurriedly with his hands behind his back. The iconic gown was replaced by a worn jacket, and the part called "leg" on the Pubao was covered with something. From a distance, it looked like a monster moving on the mud road covered by the sunset.

Kong Yiji, who brings laughter to others, is silently counting the streets he has passed: "He Jia ... Zhang Jia ... Li Jia ... Ding Jujia ..." At this point, Kong Yiji subconsciously accelerated the moving speed.

"Kong Yiji, why do you suddenly' run' so fast? Are you guilty? So you know you can't steal other people's books. Haha! " A short coat gang grinned sarcastically, and the people next to them laughed happily.

Kong Yiji's mouth twitched slightly unnaturally. These people still don't let him go! He sighed lightly, and then looked back at the speaker: "What a scholar does is not steal, but steal, steal." . This gentleman is poor ... "Just as he was about to vomit," What is it? " The harsh laughter of the people around him interrupted 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" to the back of the sunset. ...

The cheerful laughter behind him became lighter and lighter, and Kong Yiji finally breathed a long sigh of relief. ...

"Ah-"Suddenly, his hand was severely pricked by something hard and sharp on the road, and the sad cry became more miserable and helpless with the sunset. He slowly raised his hand to the front, and a deep red wound from the palm to the wrist was particularly dazzling in the corner of the sun, and dark red blood kept pouring out. Kong Yiji smiled helplessly, he already felt no pain. He shivered in the autumn wind, falling like an autumn leaf. He seems to have been blown violently by strong winds from birth to now, just now. ...

Surging blood, golden sunset, dark and lonely figure, unscrupulous cynicism, Kong Yiji has seen enough, heard enough and tasted enough. He slowly closed his dilated eyes and rested quietly. ...

Kong Yiji trudged, and everyone in the street looked at him. Someone is laughing unscrupulously, as if laughing at Kong Yiji's embarrassment. Others are saying:

"You see, that man is not the guy who went to Ding Ju's house to steal things the day before yesterday! Look at his disability now, how interesting! " Kong Yiji knew that they must be talking about him. He sighed and walked slowly forward. It was a long time before he got home, and he was panting. He lives in this humble hut, and the wind roars outside, and the wind comes in through the gap in the hut. Kong Yiji only has a tattered, thin cotton-padded jacket.

Suddenly, the owner of Xianheng Hotel appeared in front of him. He frowned and said, "Kong Yiji, when will you pay back the nineteen dollars you owe me?" Kong Yiji shivered and said, I ... I'll pay you back next time! "The boss said," hum! You, you deserve it. " Kong Yiji suddenly opened his eyes. It turned out to be a dream, and the boss's voice was still ringing in my ears. The north wind blows harder and harder. Kong Yiji, lying in bed, was very pale and broke into a cold sweat. He curled up into a ball. He said to himself, "this may be a punishment for my previous theft!" "Alas ..." After a long time, Kong Yiji became more and more pale, so he died quietly on this cold night, and his miserable life was over.

6. First of all, Kong Yiji is the least beautiful, and it is also the last time to "walk out" of Xianheng Hotel.

He heard the laughter of others, but he was full of despair and sadness. What supports his body? He doesn't know. He was as numb as a dead body and moved forward bit by bit.

"Have you heard? Small six son is ... "I don't know whose voice is so loud, so sharp. Almost scared Kong Yiji. "Who is it, who's kidding? Is he talking about me? " Kong Yiji thought of here, and a tingle.

I have nothing against others. Why are you talking about me? Then, why is that voice so familiar? No, no ... What? Kong Yiji thought of his broken leg, and the fear in his heart was indescribable. He can "walk" for a long time at an amazing speed when he is hungry and cold. He panicked and lost his mind. There was only one word in his heart: escape.

Finally, he leaned straight against a big bare tree.

It's windy. Kong Yiji's black and thin face always has a look of fear. He is very tired, close his eyes and rest. Suddenly, he heard the sound of hooves.

-It's a carriage, a carriage! They! Here they come!

Kong Yiji stared at the front and vaguely saw the carriage coming. Kong Yiji tried to escape, but how could he have the strength? He closed his eyes.

"pa!" Kong Yiji got a fright and tried to open his eyes. He saw a small blue pocket, which may have been dropped by the driver just now! -What's in it? Money, right? It must be money.

Kong Yiji's eyes suddenly lit up. Money is a good thing! So he tried to reach out and hook.

Money! I owe the shopkeeper 19 pence, and I promise to pay it back. Don't give it back. Who do people take me Kong Yiji for? What should I do if I have money? Test people. What about being admitted to juren? Smash, smash, smash ... At this moment, he opened his eyes wide and said, "Is that still my Kong Yiji?" Am I still myself? "

In a flash, he only felt countless pairs of eyes staring at him, crazy, treacherous and cruel ... he fell down and curled up tightly.

The next day, someone passed by and saw a strange picture: a weirdo, curled up tightly. There is another person's skull not far from the hand, Bai Sensen and Bai Sensen.

Don't think that's a good photo. At that time, a man was stunned, plus a poor old horse.

I think this is the only and last most generous treatment Kong Yiji received.