第四百八十七篇第四百八十七篇Story Four Hundred and Eighty-Seven

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秦檜

秦桧

Story Four Hundred and Eighty-Seven · Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio

Qin Hui

A line drawing in the manner of a late-Qing lithographed edition: in daylight before a roadside temple hall, an old white-bearded scholar with a staff bows with clasped hands while a sturdy traveller with a bundle on a carrying pole draws back his arm to hurl a stone at two kneeling stone statues of officials on a low plinth, broken stones scattered on the ground, with an incense burner, willows, a road and a distant city wall around them.

青州馮中堂家,殺一豕,燖去毛鬣,肉內有字云:「秦檜七世身。」烹而啖之,其肉臭惡,因投諸犬。嗚呼!檜之肉,恐犬亦不當食之矣!

青州冯中堂家,杀一豕,𬊈去毛鬣,肉内有字云:「秦桧七世身。」烹而啖之,其肉臭恶,因投诸犬。呜呼!桧之肉,恐犬亦不当食之矣!

In the household of Grand Secretary Feng of Qingzhou, a pig was slaughtered. When it had been scalded and the bristles scraped off, there were words in the flesh: “Qin Hui, seventh incarnation.” The pig was cooked and eaten, but the meat stank foully, so they threw it to the dogs. Alas! The flesh of Qin Hui: I fear even the dogs ought not to have eaten it!

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