第二百九十八篇第二百九十八篇Story Two Hundred and Ninety-Eight

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Story Two Hundred and Ninety-Eight · Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio

Scholar Zhong

A line drawing in the manner of a late-Qing lithographed edition: in the daytime meditation hall of a mountain monastery, a young wife kneels on a floor thickly strewn with pebbles, palms pressed together and face lifted in plea, with her scholar husband kneeling half a step behind her with bowed head and folded hands, while an old monk sits cross-legged on a low platform glancing down at them, a young novice stands beside him holding a horsehair whisk, and an incense burner, a wooden fish-drum, a Buddha niche, a lattice window and a pine seen through the doorway fill the hall.