Outline of famous folk stories

Folk stories are oral prose works created by working people and circulated among the people. They are called people with a wide background and express people's lives and thoughts with complete and interesting plots. Do you know the outline of famous folk stories? The following is the outline of a famous folk story I shared with you. Welcome to reading.

A synopsis of a famous folk story: Han Xin killed his father and skinned the monkey.

Han Xin is famous in history, but people don't like him. He did all kinds of bad things and finally lost his birthday. He died at the age of 36. The most famous immoral thing he did was to bury his mother alive for promotion and wealth. This story is in our boutique story. Let's look at the back of this article. Related stories? . ) There are several other immoral things. Let's start with the story about how he killed his father and skinned the monkey.

Han Xin's grandfather, surnamed Han, is a gentleman and has some possessions. This family always likes to play chess for fun when they are free. There is a gatekeeper monkey at home, which is very spiritual. When a family plays chess, they often watch from the sidelines, and they will become familiar in a few days.

One day, Miss Han went to the grave with her wife, and there was only this girl at home. Miss Han was depressed and panicked, so she played chess in the yard alone. When the monkey at the door saw it, he ran over and took the chess pieces. Teacher Han saw that the monkey had learned to play chess, so he played chess with the monkey. As a result, Miss Han lost to the monkey, and she was not convinced. She thought it was because she was too contemptuous. At this time, the monkey put away the chess pieces and waved them to show that he could not play chess. Where's miss? How can we admit defeat and be persuaded? She wants to win the next game and save face. Monkeys won't do it without help. The young lady joked, Monkey, if you beat me one more game, I will be your wife. ? Hey, the monkey really understood, and happily played the third game with the young lady. The monkey finally won. The monkey jumped and squeaked happily, but the young lady didn't take it seriously. After her parents came back, she went to the boudoir again.

In the dead of night that night, the watchdog went straight to the embroidered building of the young lady. While the young lady was sleeping soundly, she suddenly felt something lying on her. When Miss Han saw that it was a monkey, no one dared to tell, so she became husband and wife with the monkey. Since then, the young lady's stomach has grown bigger every day. Later, she gave birth to Han Xin and never got married again.

When Han Xin was six or seven years old, he went to a private school. One day, he quarreled with his classmates, and one of them scolded him for not knowing his father. He went home crying.

? Mom, who is my father? Han Xin Jr. pestered his mother and didn't know how to answer, but Han Xin Jr. struggled and she didn't hold back, so her mother told him the whole story. Han Xin Jr. thought:? My father turned out to be a monkey! Awkward. ? He didn't say anything, but he hated the monkey father who gave birth to him.

One day, he went to grandpa's house and met a monkey. He pretends to like it and has been playing with monkeys. The monkey knew that he was his son and had a good time with Han Xin. When Han Xin saw the opportunity, he took the monkey to a forest to play. While it was unprepared, he kicked the monkey hard under the stomach, and the monkey immediately fainted. Han Xin quickly took out the prepared knife, skinned the monkey alive and killed the monkey.

This incident cost him eight years of life.

A brief introduction to a famous folk story: the detective

In the sixth year of the Republic of China, there was a causal temple in Juxian County, northern Zhejiang Province, and the incense was still flourishing. This winter, the abbot of the temple realized that he was going to die, so after an evening class, he called all his disciples into the main hall and asked them to talk about Buddhism one by one in order to choose a successor.

After some tests, Zhicheng and Gui Zhi finally stood out. But their excellent understanding of Buddhism made the abbot unable to make a final choice for a while.

One morning, a little novice monk stumbled to the abbot and said excitedly, Yesterday, the Bodhisattva had a dream that Brother Gui Zhi became an abbot. ?

Hearing this, the abbot's heart moved. He looked at the little novice monk who had just converted and smiled, noncommittally. Little novice monk was in a hurry and forgot the rules. He grabbed the abbot's sleeve and said that the Bodhisattva also said in his dream that there would be appearances in the deep pool behind the mountain. ?

The abbot sighed and said to the little novice monk. Monks don't talk nonsense You broke the precept, go to the bodhisattva and repent! ? Little novice monk turned pale, and before he could return to absolute being, the abbot had disappeared behind the hall.

Two days later, the back of the mountain deepened and really changed. White smoke suddenly appeared in an unfathomable and stagnant place. The brave man put his hand into the deep pool and felt that the water, which had always been cold, was hot at the moment.

For a time, the monks in the temple disagreed. The abbot heard the story of the little novice monk and dragged the sick body. Before he approached the deep pool, he saw all the people in the temple whispering around the deep pool. The monk Zhicheng was livid and stood at the outermost part of the deep pool. Gui Zhi returned to the monk's side, but he was nowhere to be seen.

When the monks saw the abbot coming, they stopped whispering and laid hands on him.

? Amitabha? The abbot stared at the steaming deep pool, read the Buddhist name thoughtfully and sighed.

The next day, the abbot invited dozens of eminent monks to listen to Zhicheng and Gui Zhi to talk about chanting again and make a final decision.

Monk Zhicheng spoke first. I saw him talk for two hours, and all the audience smiled in surprise. However, when Gui Zhi came in slowly from outside the hall with a lotus bud that should not appear in winter, everyone was shocked.

Guizhi smiled, and the warmth like spring filled the hall. Then, he sat cross-legged, holding a small lotus basin in his hand, and began to preach kindly. The more you talk about it, the more peaceful it is, and the more ugly monk Zhicheng's face becomes.

Because when Master Guang Yun recited Nirvana Sutra, he was moved to heaven, and fragrant flowers fell from the sky. Now, monk Gui Zhi talks about chanting Buddha. He heard that lotus flowers bloom in winter.

Everything is a foregone conclusion.

Three days later, the abbot died. There is no doubt that he appointed Gui Zhi as his successor.

Strange to say, since then, although the water in the deep pools has returned to normal, the aquaculture in Gui Zhi has made rapid progress. He always wears a robe all the year round. And where he is, especially indoors, even if there is no fire, the room is warm as spring.

As for Zhicheng, his position in the temple plummeted, and he finally became a flaming monk. A few years later, I simply went down the mountain to fight against the national army stationed in the county. At this point, the people in the temple have never heard from each other again.

After more than 20 years, Causality Temple has become the most prosperous temple in the area, and Gui Zhi monk has also become a famous Taoist.

As for the deep pool behind the mountain, it will appear for three consecutive days every winter solstice. These three days are also the days when Causality Temple made great efforts and was worshipped by believers.

One winter, just after the light snow solar term, a capable young man led a small army to the temple.

? Tell your abbot to come out and meet me. ? The young man said rudely, swaggering in the plush chair.

Behind him stood several guards in yellow uniforms with guns tied to their waists.

? Donor, the abbot of this temple is seriously ill and has no visitors. ? A little novice monk answered trembling.

The young man frowned and glanced at the people around him.

? Be presumptuous. Who does Brigadier General Chen want to see? How dare he refuse an evil-looking guard? The monks panicked and dared not say a word.

Chen smiled and waved, and several guards immediately went to the back of the house. Soon, an old monk was dragged over.

? What this brigade commander hates most in his life is an old monk like you. It is sheer nonsense to say that there is a bodhisattva in the deep pool behind the mountain. ? Chen said slowly.

Synopsis of famous folk stories: retribution comes quickly

There is a Chang 'an Village outside Jiangning, which is said to be the hometown of Wang Changling, a poet in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. The style of writing in the village is prosperous, and almost several generations have passed the scientific examination and become officials. At the end of the Ming dynasty, there was a village called? Wang qinguan? Some people have been immersed in reading all day since they can read. /kloc-at the age of 0/5, they became scholars. The villagers said that the prodigy had a bright future. However, things are unpredictable, and Wang Qinguan failed to pass the exam year after year. He passed the exam until he was 45 years old, but he didn't even pass the exam for Juren.

Seeing that Wang Qinguan, who was nearly half a century old, was dragged down by scientific research, he had to give up his studies and find another way out to support his family. But he has no skill except reading. How can he make money? Reasoning, I have a lot of ink, why not write books and sell articles to support my family? So he decided to write a biography for his ancestor Wang Changling. Wang Qinguan worshipped Wang Changling since he was a child, and he chose his own name after entering the school, suggesting the first sentence of Wang Changling's poem "Frontier fortress"? Bright moon in Qin dynasty, bright moon in Han dynasty? The first sentence and the last sentence. Reading at ordinary times, as long as he comes across information about Wang Changling, no matter from the official unofficial history, even if there are only a few words, he records them at will, so it should not be too difficult for him to make a biography of Wang Changling.

Sure enough, Wang Qinguan soon entered a state of forgetting both things. He worked hard for three years to produce a 100,000-word manuscript, regardless of the hunger and cold indoors or the spring and autumn changes outside the window.

However, it is not enough to have manuscripts, but also to send them to the market for printing. A book can only be exchanged for money if it is listed for sale. Wang Qinguan's family is already very poor. Where did he get so much money? At that moment, he remembered someone.

Who is it?

My own Beijing official, Wang Jiajue.

Wang Jiajue and Wang Qinguan are studying in a library. Every year, when Wang Qinguan fails the exam, Wang Jiajue's road to scientific research is extremely smooth. He got a scholarship, got a scholarship, and was left in imperial academy after getting a scholarship. Even after the Qing Dynasty entered the Central Plains, it was not greatly affected and still worked in imperial academy. At present, Wang Jiajue is returning to his hometown to visit his mother. Why not take this opportunity to talk to him? Thinking of this, Wang Qinguan went to the door to help with the manuscript.

But Wang Qinguan didn't know that Wang Jiajue always looked down on him from his bones and thought he was a bookworm who died studying. So when Wang Qinguan blushed and explained his purpose, he didn't believe that Wang Qinguan could afford such a masterpiece. In his nose? Huh? He broke into tears, and his words were somewhat smug: it is a cautious thing to make a biography for the ancestors! ?

Wang Qinguan nodded again and again: That's why I advised Big Brother to spend some time watching it. If the eldest brother thinks that the younger brother's textual research is well-founded and well-written, please make a preface for the younger brother's poor work, and ask the clan to sponsor some silver coins to be listed in Fu Zi as soon as possible. Everyone knows that eldest brother speaks with weight in front of the old clan.

Hearing this, Wang Jiajue couldn't help being rebuffed again? Huh? He sighed and said to himself, you idiots are quite good at abacus. You want fame and fortune, but you are reluctant to spend money. Is there anything so cheap in the world?

So, he said to Wang Qinguan in a perfunctory way:? You leave the manuscript, and I'll have a look. ?

However, once Wang Jiajue opened the manuscript, he couldn't put it down any more. He didn't expect that Wang Qinguan's style of writing was really a bit of kung fu. He wrote Wang Changling's life clearly, and Wang Changling's contacts with friends were vivid.

Out of admiration, Wang Jiajue immediately decided to bring the manuscript back to Beijing and make it public in Fu Zi immediately.

Time flies. A year has passed.

Wang Qinguan looked up every day for a year, but Wang Jiajue didn't move at all. When he was worried, Wang Jiajue came back, but not specifically for this book, but because the family had to rebuild the genealogy. He was specially invited by the old clan leader to discuss the genealogy reconstruction plan.

Before the discussion, Wang Jiajue sent a new book "Wang Changling's Chronicle" to everyone present, and kept saying: Please advise! Please advise! ? Just then, Wang Qinguan came. Wang Qinguan is at least a scholar in the family. The old clan thought that he copied and wrote well and could contribute to the reconstruction of the genealogy, so he was invited. Wang Jiajue didn't expect Wang Qinguan to come, and the expression on her face was unnatural.

Wang Qinguan didn't care at first, but suddenly caught a glimpse of the new book that others were reading. When he looked together, it turned out to be his own painstaking work, and the printing and binding were very elegant. The new book finally came out? He was so excited that he was about to kowtow to Wang Jiajue, but suddenly he found that the cover of a book just closed by his neighbor was printed with a signature? Wang jiajue? Three words.

Did this guy really steal his hard work? Wang Qin-guan got angry at once and rushed up to grab Wang Jiajue's clothes and asked him to explain.

All the people involved in the reconstruction of genealogy are the leaders of this clan. How can they tolerate a lonely scholar making a noise in the ancestral temple and being so rude to Beijing officials? So he couldn't speak at all, so the old clan leader kicked him out of the ancestral hall and announced that he could no longer participate in the reconstruction of the genealogy.

Poor Guan has nowhere to complain. He vomited blood when he left the ancestral temple. When he got home, he couldn't afford to get sick.

Seeing that Wang Qinguan was driven out of the ancestral temple, Wang Jiajue deliberately said to the old patriarch:? Such scum shames our ancestors and the whole family. What's the use of keeping him? In my opinion, it is better to clear him out of the family and clear him! ? With Wang Jiajue's position, it is natural to keep his word in the clan, so Wang Qinguan was expelled from Wang's family forever while rebuilding his genealogy.

Six months later, Wang Jiajue plagiarized Wang Changling's Chronicle from Wang Qinguan, and finally sent it to the emperor shunzhi in the Qing Dynasty. However, this is not that he wants to take credit, but that someone wants to impeach him. They said that Wang Jiajue had ulterior motives, and he brazenly wanted the Qing Dynasty to see the light again. The evidence is the poem "Out of Fort" published in Wang Changling Chronicle. It is still the moon and border pass in Qin and Han dynasties, and the enemy has fought a protracted war. If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan. ?

They say that the Qin Dynasty and the Han Dynasty were the heyday of Han rule, and Qin Shihuang and Han Wudi were the best Han Wudi. Hu? It refers to the Hu people, and of course it also includes Manchu, which is a disparaging term for the northern minorities by the Han people in the Central Plains since ancient times. At the beginning of the founding of the Qing Dynasty, Wang Jiajue wrote a biography of Wang Changling, a frontier poet, and printed this poem in a prominent position. His intention is obvious, that is, to miss the Han family, to call on the Han people to overthrow the Manchu rule and not to teach Humadu to climb the Yinshan Mountain. .

The emperor shunzhi was furious at this, so he wrote it with a brush? Destroy the nine families and make a decision? Royal approval, with the head of Wang Jiajue, opened the first literary inquisition in the early Qing Dynasty. Wang Jiajue never imagined that this plagiarism would bring disaster to himself, water under the bridge.

Manchu officials who were ordered to carry out the task of genocide surrounded Chang' an village with troops, then took the old patriarch to the ancestral temple and forced him to call out the names of the people in the genealogy one by one and kill them one by one. In the end, Wang Qinguan was the only one left in the village, because he was fired when he rebuilt the genealogy, so there was no name on the genealogy. Qin Wang closed a ray of light in the darkness, and the life of the family was saved. The Manchu official looked at the empty village and the vast land outside the village. After thinking about it, he casually appointed the sick Wang Qinguan as the head of Chang 'an Village, and asked him to recruit refugees, manage farming and pay taxes on the grain of the imperial court.

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