Clivia short story

Liao Zhai Story - Clivia

During the Ming Dynasty, there was a scholar named Niu Daji in Yanggu Town, Shanxi Province. He was a romantic and bohemian man, and the women in brothels for several miles around called him Little Xianggong. . On this day, Niu Daji was drinking with the brothel girl at home. He was unkempt and disheveled all day long and played the piano with the girl. All the books and papers at home became firewood for cooking.

He held up his wine glass and pushed open the window. He saw heavy snow falling in the night sky. The snowflakes were lovely and pure, as if a new world had changed. It was in sharp contrast to the smoky atmosphere in the house. He remembered that he was in Luzhou. My classmate and friend Zhu Youtian. At that time, the two of them made great aspirations, determined to establish their minds for the heaven and the earth, to establish their lives for the people, to carry on the unique knowledge of the saints, and to create peace for all generations. It's a pity that I couldn't resist the temptation and quickly became addicted to the colorful and tender countryside.

That night he asked the boatman to drive the boat and went to visit his friends living in Luzhou with great interest. Niu Daji sat on the boat and sang and danced, and he was very interested in poetry. He originally wanted to recite a few lines of good poetry, but unexpectedly these few He had neglected his studies for many years and had become a man of limited talent and learning. All he wrote were limericks, which made the boatman laugh and made him silent for a while.

The boat arrived at the door of Zhu Youtian's house. He saw that Zhu Youtian's house was decorated with lights and colorful decorations, and it was very beautiful. It turned out that Zhu Youtian had just won the imperial examination a few days ago and was holding a banquet to celebrate. Niu Daji also went to congratulate him in person. Tears were shed when they met each other, and they met their close friends over wine, so Niu Daji stayed at his house. After the guests dispersed, Zhu Youtian advised Niu Daji to study hard and stop neglecting his studies. The court was also employing people, so it was important to obtain a title to benefit the people.

Niu Daji felt so ashamed that he studied in Zhu's house from then on. At night, he felt bored looking at the oil lamp on the table, so he threw away the book in his hand, put on his clothes and went out to play. He went for a walk by the river and saw a beautiful woman washing clothes. Niu Daji couldn't help but As soon as his mind moved, he smiled and joked with the beautiful woman. The beautiful woman hooked her fingers and wanted to get into the broken house in front with Niu Daji.

Niu Daji followed her blankly. Suddenly he remembered why someone was washing clothes by the river at night. He looked at the beautiful woman under the moonlight and there was no shadow. It was so rainy that he ran to Zhu Zhai's house. The beautiful woman The man's appearance changed drastically, he became ferocious and terrifying, he floated up and chased Niu Daji. Niu Daji ran and shouted, but no one heard him. Finally he arrived at Zhu's house. He hurriedly went to Zhu Youtian for help, but found that Zhu Youtian was not in the room, and the beautiful woman had blocked the door.

He felt that he was about to explain this. Suddenly, there was a flash of golden light, and the clivia in Zhu Youtian's house turned into a white-robed man holding a sword. He was eight feet tall, with a dignified appearance and a pair of eyes. It shoots out a cold light, and hangs a green jade pendant around its waist. The man in white robe shouted that the monster should leave, and then the sword made the monster disappear into ashes.

He told Niu Daji that he was an elf born in the Clivia. Confucius’ favorite flower was the Clivia, so he would also protect the scholars. After saying that, he turned into the Clivia again. From then on, Niu Daji studied diligently and was not ashamed to ask questions. He finally obtained the title of No. 1 Scholar three years later. He was honest and fair as an official, dared to do things for the people, and had a good reputation among the people.