How can I satisfy everyone’s wishes, but I just want to be worthy of my heart. There are gold and jade outside, but inside there is decay. In our impression, I believe everyone knows these words very well. These words were actually spoken by Liu Bowen, and Liu Bowen is a very legendary figure in history. Do you know the story of Liu Bowen digging Zhuge Liang's grave? This issue of folk tales is analyzed for you.
One day, Liu Bowen led several of his entourages to pay homage to Kongming's cemetery in person on an eight-carriage sedan. Go through the tall archway. Just went up the flower stone steps. A giant stele stands in front of us. On it are five large seal characters written by a Wolongshan native: "No one will come when I arrive." Liu Bowen cupped his fists and gave a deep salute, raised his eyes and glanced up and down, and couldn't help laughing. "Wolong Mountain Man" is a good calligrapher, with vigorous and powerful strokes and majestic characters, which is no less impressive than that of Xizhi and Zhenqing. It's just that the foreknowledge is bad, so I'll keep it under my feet. I don't want the dignified Prime Minister of Shu to have only front eyes and no back beads, trying to achieve a false and distorted reputation by knowing five hundred years in advance and a thousand years in the future. Bowen dared to laugh at you for being three feet shorter than me, but he didn’t expect that I would be here too when you arrived! The prophecies on the stele are false and deceptive, so it is better to tear them down and smash them to avoid being an eyesore and confusing the public.
As soon as Liu Bowen finished speaking, his entourage took two steps forward. Lift up the iron and stone guy and break the monument into three pieces. He was so arrogant that Liu Bowen couldn't help but sneered when he saw the monument falling to pieces. "Zhuge Liang has always been called the most capable man in the world, but I have personally verified that the name is not worthy of the name. From now on, who else can replace him as the most capable man in the world except Bowen!"
Liu Bowen cut his hands behind his back. , got carried away, shouted left and right, and walked back in a swagger. Within twenty steps, a giant round-headed monument blocked the way. This stele is pink-purple in color, has a rough surface, is covered with moss marks, and has faint writing. I was ordered to wipe off the dust and dirt, and carefully identify each stroke. Suddenly I was startled. I felt flustered and out of my mind. I kept shouting, "Sin, sin! The student is arrogant and does not know how high the sky is. He destroys monuments and insults his teacher. It is a serious sin." , You deserve to die."
It turns out that Kong Ming's own handwriting read "Only Bowen arrives" in regular script. Bowen's face was full of shame and embarrassment, so he quickly bowed respectfully, knelt on his knees, and kowtowed a thousand times sincerely. After the ceremony, my body was as heavy as a mountain, my knees were as soft as mud, and I couldn't stand up no matter how hard I tried. When he was in trouble, he suddenly saw a line of small words engraved on the bottom of the round-headed stele: "Bowen put on his helmet and saluted, took off his helmet and stood up." Bowen seemed to feel that Kong Ming was in front of him, and suddenly felt his scalp tightening, and his hair stood straight up, and he hurriedly He took off his golden helmet, threw himself to the ground, and bowed to melt again and again before standing up. Unconsciously, I broke out in cold sweat and soaked my underwear.
When Liu Bowen saw the first tube of monument, he was arrogant and indifferent. When I saw the second tube monument, I was frightened and timid, dumbfounded. The majestic and majestic figure was suddenly killed without a trace, and I was convinced.
After returning from the cemetery, he deliberately and respectfully went to Kongming Temple to set up a table to burn incense, bow his head and pay homage to his master. I saw a bowl of cold water on the table, and the fragrance hit my nose. Under the bed is a pair of boots with straight sides and fine needle points. Out of curiosity, I picked up the water glass and drank it in one gulp, then put on my boots and walked three times in a row. Laughter: "Drink my master's water with integrity and not be greedy; wear my master's boots and the road will be straight and straight." When I got out of the door, I looked up and saw two lines of gold characters written by Zhuge Liang on the large screen wall in front of me: "Wear my boots and drink." When I walk to the sand dunes, I will encounter bad luck." Bowen didn't look at it. He knew that this trip was not good. He was so frightened that his ears roared, his eyes blurred, his face turned pale with panic, and his stomach secretly complained.
Liu Bowen Bowen has always been ambitious and courageous. He can only win but not lose in battles in his life, and he can only do good things but not bad things. Today, when Kong Ming was being taught in front of him, he felt that he was three feet inferior and timid. Seeing that Zhuge Liang had foreseen that he would be in trouble, he expected that the situation would be unpredictable and disaster would be imminent. Looking back, he stared at the gold characters on the wall for a while, and sighed leisurely: "Everyone has his own aspirations in life, everyone has his own way of serving the country, everyone has his own experience, and everyone has his own end. If you deserve to die, you will not live, and if you deserve to die, you will not die." Then he said again He bowed deeply to the statue of Kongming, then slowly walked out of the gate and boarded the sedan to set off. After walking through the path and heading south onto the main road, I felt hesitant and suddenly thought again. He hurriedly asked: "How far is the distance from here to Shaqiu Town?" The bearer replied: "It's about eighty miles in full." Bowen frowned, raised the sedan curtain, stuck out his head and waved his hand: "Tune Turn around and walk diagonally for fifty miles to the southeast, then diagonally for fifty miles to the southwest, making a large circle and bypassing Sand Dune Town." The bearer followed the instructions and was silent all the way.
Bowen and his party walked dozens of miles more, far away from Sand Dune Town, and embarked on the post road back to Kyoto. While crossing a sandy riverbed that had dried up for a long time, I encountered two groups of urchins from the east and west, each occupying a sand dune and playing and fighting.
On one side of the east sand dune is the Bagua formation, and on one side of the west sand dune is the long snake formation. They throw rocks and gravel at each other, sticks rise and fall, both attacking and defending. Shouting to kill. "East Sand Dune wins! West Sand Dune loses!" Bowen was so shocked that he broke into a cold sweat when he heard the word sand dune. He suddenly felt that the world was spinning and he was dizzy. Immediately he stopped his horse and settled in his sedan chair, and ordered the people around him: "My master Zhuge Kongming has a thorough calculation of heaven and earth, and he speaks the words of an immortal. I can hide in Shaqiu Town, but I cannot escape from Shaqiu River. I understand that I will die without any regrets, and I am willing to stay here." A few words to warn future generations."
The follower took out his pen and ink and wrote: "There is always a top when the mountain is high, but the sky is huge but it is boundless; when you sit in a well, you can see the sky is small, but when you climb high, you can't worry about defeat. If you fail, you will learn from your strengths and make up for your shortcomings; you will be good if you know your mistakes and correct them, and you will be shameless. I am arrogant and arrogant, and never think about my mistakes. If I don't make up for my shortcomings, I will be severely punished by my teacher. It's too late to wake up and regret it. I hope everyone will pass on my message to warn future generations." Bowen wrote this, put down his pen, vomited blood, and died. The people covered their faces and cried loudly. He quickly put on white clothes and mourning, bought a coffin for burial, rented a car overnight and hired people to carry the coffin. Weeping and lamenting all the way: "Your Excellency is both civilized and military, possessing both political integrity and talent. He is a generation of heroes. He followed Taizu in the southern and northern wars, went through life and death, laid the foundation for the Ming Dynasty, and suffered hardships. Everyone in the country knows his merits and deeds, and everyone in the world knows it. It is a pity. He had a strong and arrogant nature and could not tolerate others, so he ended up in this misfortune on the beach of a sand dune. Before he died, he realized the mistakes of his life and left his golden words to instruct future generations. This was indeed a wise act by a wise man, which is awe-inspiring. , miss him forever."
Bowen's coffin returned to Beijing, held a grand memorial ceremony, and was buried in his hometown. He also stamped and printed the message worth a thousand dollars and distributed it widely in the capital and countryside. Every household in the country has a book that everyone reads, and old ladies can recite the poem by heart. From generation to generation, it has been passed down to this day.