第四百五十八篇Story Four Hundred and Fifty-Eight

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雹神

雹神

The Hail God

仿清末石印本的线描:晴日乡间祠庙前院,石砌清池边,戴方巾、着宽袖长袍的文士含笑举起一粒小石子,白须挽髻的老道士神情焦急,一手扯住他的袖口、一手伸掌拦阻,池中游着数尾鱼、水面浮着一尾斜尾鱼,身后有香炉、石碑、虬曲古柏和瓦顶祠门。

唐太史濟武,適日照會安氏葬。道經雹神李左車祠,入游眺。祠前有池,池水清澈,有朱魚數尾游泳其中。內一斜尾魚唼呷水面,見人不驚。太史拾小石將戲擊之。道士急止勿擊。問其故,言:「池鱗皆龍族,觸之必致風雹。」太史笑其附會之誣,竟擲之。既而升車東行,則有黑雲如蓋,隨之以行。簌簌雹落,大如綿子。又行里餘,始霽。太史弟涼武在後,追及與語,則竟不知有雹也。問之前行者亦云。太史笑曰:「此豈廣武君作怪耶!」猶未深異。安村外有關聖祠,適有稗販客,釋肩門外,忽棄雙簏,趨祠中,拔架上大刀旋舞。曰:「我李左車也。明日將陪從淄川唐太史一助執紼,敬先告主人。」數語而醒,不自知其所言,亦不識唐為何人。安氏聞之,大懼。村去祠四十餘里,敬修楮帛祭具,詣祠哀禱,但求憐憫,不敢枉駕。太史怪其敬信之深,問諸主人。主人曰:「雹神靈蹟最著,常託生人以為言,應驗無虛語。若不虔祝以尼其行,則明日風雹立至矣。」

太史唐濟武到日照參加安家的葬禮,路過雹神李左車的祠廟,便進去遊覽。祠前有一個池塘,池水清澈,裡面遊著幾條紅魚。其中一條尾巴歪斜的魚在水面吞吐,見人也不害怕。唐太史拾起一塊小石頭,想扔過去打它取樂。道士急忙勸他不要打。他問是什麼緣故,道士說:「池裡的魚都是龍族,碰了它們,必定招來狂風和冰雹。」唐太史笑他牽強附會,說的都是假話,仍把石頭扔了過去。隨後,他上車往東走,一團像車蓋的黑雲便跟著他移動,冰雹簌簌落下,顆粒有棉籽那麼大。又走了一里多,天才放晴。他的弟弟唐涼武走在後面,趕上來和他說話,竟然全不知道下過冰雹。問走在前面的人,也都說沒有。唐太史笑道:「這難道是廣武君在作怪嗎!」他仍沒覺得這事有多奇異。安村外有座關聖祠,恰好一個小販在門外放下擔子,忽然丟下兩個竹箱,跑進祠裡,拔出架上的大刀,揮舞起來,說:「我是李左車。明天我要陪同淄川唐太史,一起幫著牽引靈柩,特地先來通知主人。」說了幾句話,他便清醒過來,不知道自己剛才說了什麼,也不知道姓唐的是誰。安家聽說後,十分害怕。村子離雹神祠有四十多里,他們恭敬地備好紙錢和祭品,到祠裡苦苦祈求,只求神明憐憫,不敢勞煩他親自前來。唐太史奇怪他們為什麼信奉得這樣虔誠,便問主人。主人說:「雹神的靈驗事蹟最有名,常借活人的口傳話,說出的事無不應驗。要是不虔誠祈禱,求他不要前來,明天狂風和冰雹立刻就會到了。」

唐太史济武,适日照会安氏葬。道经雹神李左车祠,入游眺。祠前有池,池水清澈,有朱鱼数尾游泳其中。内一斜尾鱼唼呷水面,见人不惊。太史拾小石将戏击之。道士急止勿击。问其故,言:「池鳞皆龙族,触之必致风雹。」太史笑其附会之诬,竟掷之。既而升车东行,则有黑云如盖,随之以行。簌簌雹落,大如绵子。又行里余,始霁。太史弟凉武在后,追及与语,则竟不知有雹也。问之前行者亦云。太史笑曰:「此岂广武君作怪耶!」犹未深异。安村外有关圣祠,适有稗贩客,释肩门外,忽弃双簏,趋祠中,拔架上大刀旋舞。曰:「我李左车也。明日将陪从淄川唐太史一助执绋,敬先告主人。」数语而醒,不自知其所言,亦不识唐为何人。安氏闻之,大惧。村去祠四十余里,敬修楮帛祭具,诣祠哀祷,但求怜悯,不敢枉驾。太史怪其敬信之深,问诸主人。主人曰:「雹神灵迹最着,常托生人以为言,应验无虚语。若不虔祝以尼其行,则明日风雹立至矣。」

太史唐济武到日照参加安家的葬礼,路过雹神李左车的祠庙,便进去游览。祠前有一个池塘,池水清澈,里面游着几条红鱼。其中一条尾巴歪斜的鱼在水面吞吐,见人也不害怕。唐太史拾起一块小石头,想扔过去打它取乐。道士急忙劝他不要打。他问是什么缘故,道士说:“池里的鱼都是龙族,碰了它们,必定招来狂风和冰雹。”唐太史笑他牵强附会,说的都是假话,仍把石头扔了过去。随后,他上车往东走,一团像车盖的黑云便跟着他移动,冰雹簌簌落下,颗粒有棉籽那么大。又走了一里多,天才放晴。他的弟弟唐凉武走在后面,赶上来和他说话,竟然全不知道下过冰雹。问走在前面的人,也都说没有。唐太史笑道:“这难道是广武君在作怪吗!”他仍没觉得这事有多奇异。安村外有座关圣祠,恰好一个小贩在门外放下担子,忽然丢下两个竹箱,跑进祠里,拔出架上的大刀,挥舞起来,说:“我是李左车。明天我要陪同淄川唐太史,一起帮着牵引灵柩,特地先来通知主人。”说了几句话,他便清醒过来,不知道自己刚才说了什么,也不知道姓唐的是谁。安家听说后,十分害怕。村子离雹神祠有四十多里,他们恭敬地备好纸钱和祭品,到祠里苦苦祈求,只求神明怜悯,不敢劳烦他亲自前来。唐太史奇怪他们为什么信奉得这样虔诚,便问主人。主人说:“雹神的灵验事迹最有名,常借活人的口传话,说出的事无不应验。要是不虔诚祈祷,求他不要前来,明天狂风和冰雹立刻就会到了。”

Tang Jiwu, the Hanlin academician, was on his way to Rizhao for a funeral in the An family. His road passed the shrine of Li Zuoche, the Hail God, and he went in to look around. In front of the shrine was a pool of clear water, with a few red fish swimming in it. One of them, a fish with a crooked tail, was nibbling at the surface and did not take fright at people. Tang picked up a pebble to throw at it for fun. The Daoist hurried to stop him. Asked why, he said, “The fish in this pool are all of the dragon’s kin. Touch one and it will surely bring wind and hail.” Tang laughed at such far-fetched nonsense and threw the stone anyway. Then he got back into his carriage and went on east. A black cloud like a canopy came after him and followed him along. Hail came pattering down, the size of cotton seeds. Only after another li or so did it clear. Tang’s younger brother Liangwu, who was travelling behind, caught up and talked with him: he had known nothing of any hail. Those who had gone on ahead said the same when asked. Tang laughed. “Can this be the Lord of Guangwu up to mischief?” Still he thought little of it. Outside the An village stood a shrine to Lord Guan. A peddler happened to set down his load outside its gate. All at once he left his two baskets, rushed into the shrine, snatched the great blade from its rack and whirled it about. “I am Li Zuoche,” he said. “Tomorrow I shall accompany Academician Tang of Zichuan and help hold the ropes of the bier. I give our host due notice beforehand.” After these few words he came to himself. He did not know what he had said, nor who Tang was. When the Ans heard of it they were terrified. The Hail God’s shrine was more than forty li from the village, but they reverently prepared paper money and offerings, went there and prayed piteously, begging only for mercy: they dared not put him to the trouble of coming. Tang wondered at how deeply they revered and believed, and asked his host about it. “The Hail God’s miracles are the most famous of all,” said the host. “He often speaks through the living, and what he says always comes true. If we did not pray devoutly to stop him coming, wind and hail would be on us tomorrow.”

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