When Qianlong was in power in the dynasty, he often went to Beijing for private visits. One day he came to the ancient city of Cai, which is now Shangcai County in Henan Province. He was very relieved to see the booming business in the market and the people living and working in peace and contentment. "Mother, my hard-working mother..." Suddenly a hoarse cry came into Qianlong's eardrum. He looked up and saw a group of people in front of him, so he walked three feet and two steps closer and saw that a young man in his twenties was kowtowing to the crowd in the middle of the street.

This scene moved Qianlong. He took the young man to an inn and asked him what his name was, who lived where, and why he was begging in the street. Before the young man met, the old man in his fifties was dressed as a commoner, and his face was red, and he thought to himself: This old man is probably a rich old man. If I speak well, maybe I can get a thousand or eight hundred, and then I can go gambling again. Thinking of this, I saw his mung bean eyes turn and tears roll down. He said sadly: "The little one's name is Hu Zhi, and he lives in North Street, the county seat. When he died at the age of three, my father relied on my mother to raise me by begging for food. When I grew up, I learned to fish and fish for shrimp to report my mother's kindness. Every day when I come back from selling fish, I always bring something delicious to my mother, but my mother passed away suddenly the night before and is now at home. I can't bear to be buried with a reed body, so I beg on the street to buy a coffin for my mother and beg for my kindness. "Saying that, he kowtowed repeatedly.

Qianlong heard a thousand emotions and blurted out: "It is really a filial son, and he would not hesitate to break his head in order to bury his mother. If the emperor sees it, he will seal you as the champion of filial piety. At that time, you will not have to beg on the streets." After saying that, Emperor Qianlong took out 500 taels of silver and handed it to Hu Wei to ask him to go home and bury the old lady. Hu Wei fell to his knees and knelt down: "Thank you for your great kindness, old man. I dare to ask where Enbo Xianxiang is, and my surname will be so good that I can come to my door to repay my kindness." Qianlong smiled slightly and wrote on a piece of paper – filial piety champion, and said: You buried my mother. Take this note to the city of Beijing and show it and find me. Hu Wei put the note in his arms and kowtowed three times in a row to bid farewell to Qianlong and went home.

Hu Weihua weighed the white flowers and heavy silver like a whirlwind. He first ran to a hotel to get a jar of wine and then went to the butcher's shop to buy braised chicken and roast duck. When he walked to the door, he collided with the pony. The two entered the house and ate for a while before talking. The pony asked: Brother Zhihua made a fortune today. How much silver did he win? Hu Weihua said: He made a fortune, and pointed to the silver beside him. He drank a big mouthful of wine and wiped his mouth. Only then did he leave a trace of the experience of begging on the street and meeting a rich man to give him money. The pony listened to Qianlong's words written by Hu, thought about it, and said in surprise: Brother Zhihua, you not only made a fortune, but also became a prince. What prince official stop talking nonsense. Why nonsense? This old man is either the old prime minister of the cabinet or the long-lived emperor. Think about it. He asked you to take it to Beijing and show this note to him. Isn't he famous in Beijing? "Hu Shi thought of the old man's appearance and demeanor and what he said about matching the imperial aunt to be the concubine. He also felt that what the pony said was reasonable, so he picked up the wine jar and turned it around three times, gulping, gulping, gulping, and drinking a few sips of wine. He laughed and screamed like Fan Jin: I am the concubine of the dynasty. The imperial aunt is my wife haha... Don't be happy too early. Listen to me slowly. You said that your aunt is dead, but in fact she is still alive and you sold her. If she knew that you were a concubine in Beijing, she would definitely go to Beijing to find you. Then you would be finished. You deceived the emperor Qianlong. The emperor must kill you. Hu Zhi immediately collapsed on the ground and started crying. What's the use of just crying? Let's think of a way! Hu Zhi stopped crying when he heard that. He thought about it for a long time. He patted his thigh and grabbed the pony tightly and said: You have to know if my brother is willing to help me save me. Tell me. I sold my mother to Wang Zhengxin in Wanglou Village. You also know the address of his house. You go to his house tonight to design to trick my mother out and bury her in a remote place. If no one will pursue this matter except me, you can rest assured. You can use the existing two hundred taels of silver first and give you two hundred taels when the matter is done. Saying that, I knelt down on my knees and begged the pony. The pony laughed and helped the editor up and said: Our brothers have been good friends through thick and thin since childhood. Why should we do this? I will definitely cut both sides to serve the editor. At this time, it was the second watch. The pony took the money and said: It's not too late to say it's done. So I said goodbye to the nonsense and went home to pack up and take a knife and hurry on the road.

The pony walked like a fly. After a while, he came to Wanglou Village to find Wang Zhengxin's house close to Wang Zhengxin's house. Under the eaves, he saw that there was still a lamp lit in the room, and he licked the window paper with the tip of his tongue. He saw that Hu Zhi's mother was crying alone under the lamp. Auntie opened the door? Who? I am the pony. What are you doing here? Brother Hu changed his mind and asked me to invite you home and serve you well. Hu Zhi's mother stood up and opened the door when she heard that. The pony asked: "What about the old man, he didn't come back from entering the city. God gave me a good opportunity to carry you quickly. The pony was round-waisted and wide-backed, and carried an old woman like a bundle of lanterns. In an instant, he came to Beiguan and suddenly turned around and walked into the Guandi Temple. As soon as he let go, he threw the old woman "bang" on the ground, and the old woman was thrown ouch and shouted. The pony immediately pulled out the simple knife and shouted, Come here with your life, the old woman was lying on the ground, holding the knife in both hands and crying. Why did you and I kill each other without hatred, you told me to die. The little horse snapped: "Since the editor sold you, he made up a false lie that you had no money to buy a coffin after your death, so he begged for mercy on the street. Today's emperor, the emperor read his filial piety and distinguished him. He was named the champion of filial piety and wanted him to be the son-in-law. The editor was afraid that you would go to the capital to recognize his son and ask him to fall for the crime of bullying the king, so he ordered me to kill you. His good wife enjoys glory and wealth. Take your life quickly "The old woman was so frightened that she trembled all over and cried while scolding: Little beast, I pulled a stick to beg for food to raise you, but you did anything wrong to gamble all day long. The daughter-in-law was angry with you to death. You sold your daughter and sold your mother to deceive the current emperor. Now you are here to kill your mother again. You are simply a beast. It is better than tonight that even if I am killed by the underworld, the underworld will also avenge you. At that time, even if you call you Ma Xiaoming, you will not be able to wash your body. These words made the pony's iron-clad heart soften. He threw the knife on the ground and thought to himself: What is the conscience of making nonsense and doing unrighteousness to kill his mother as a concubine? What is the conscience of me doing things for a tiger? As the saying goes: It is better to kill a life than to save a life. Why don't I let her escape to accumulate some evil virtue, so I hurriedly said: Auntie asked Auntie to ask, everything is my fault. If you think that the nonsense is really evil, you can go to the capital to complain. Long live will find out that he will be convicted of bullying the king and kill the evil grandson. The old woman said: It's a long way to Beijing. How can my old woman go at such an old age without travel expenses. The pony thought to himself: Why don't I do something wrong to the end. He said again: I would like to think of you as the godmother to help you go to the capital to complain. Fortunately, the nonsense gave me two hundred taels of silver for the travel expenses. I don't know what my aunt thinks? The old woman listened and said: I am asking for a hundred willing. The pony and the old woman took three poles to Luohe. When would they reach the capital? As soon as the two of them went to the mule and horse shop, they bought two big horses and rode one to the capital.

On this day, I came to Xidan, Beijing, and stayed at an inn to drink soup. The pony chatted with the owner of the shop and asked if there was any ghostwriter nearby. The owner said: I will write a poster willing to serve the guest officer. After the owner said it, let the pony into the suite. The pony made the grievance of the adoptive mother clear. The owner listened to the praise of the pony and then said: Today's prime minister, Liu Qingtian, Liu Yong, passes in front of our store every time he goes up and down. It's time for him to see the king tomorrow morning. I will definitely write the poster for you tonight. Tomorrow morning, you will kneel in front of the store to stop and shout. The pony thanked again and again.