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Hu-lin's heart was beating fast as she tried to decide what to say when she should actually stand before the fairy. The gate was still partly open and the two friends entered boldly. "Come this way," said Ch'ang. "He must be in the back-yard digging in his garden." But when they reached the vegetable patch there was no one to be seen. "This is very strange," whispered the gander.
For a few minutes he stood in a deep study, snapping his long fingers as if trying to solve some hard problem. At last a smile lighted up his face. "Ch'ang," he asked, "what was it you called your guest when you spoke of her a minute ago?" "I am Hu-lin," said the child simply, "Hu-lin, the slave girl." He clapped his hands. "That's right! That's right!" he cried.
Wherever Wên Ch'ang is worshipped there will also be found a separate representation of K'uei Hsing, showing that while the official deity has been allowed to 'borrow glory' from the popular god, and even to assume his personality, the independent existence of the stellar spirit is nevertheless sedulously maintained.
Chen Chia Ch'ang, a small market-town a few miles east of Omei-hsien, made a charming picture, its walls shining white against the dark background of the mountain as we approached it across the green rice-fields. Entering its broad, crowded street we found a theatrical performance going on in an open hall opposite the temple.
This worship had nothing whatever to do with the Spirit of Tzu T'ung, but the Taoists have connected Chang Ya with the constellation in another way by saying that Shang Ti, the Supreme Ruler, entrusted Chang Ya's son with the management of the palace of Wên Ch'ang.
"If it had not been for me you would still be a wrinkled miser." "Quite right, dear Ch'ang, quite right," said the young man soothingly; "you were not mad; so I gave you the name Ch'ang, which means mad, and thus made a mad goose of you." "Oh, I see," said Hu-lin and Ch'ang together. "How clever!"
"I've got something," she said, "about which I mean to go to your mansion to beg of madame Wang; but I'll first request you, my lady, to tell me how to set to work." "What's it?" ascertained lady Feng. "O-mi-to-fu!" exclaimed the old nun, "It's this; in days gone by, I first lived in the Ch'ang An district.
I have given the crucible in which Huang Ti prepared the draught of immortality to my disciple Wang Ch'ang. Later on, a man will come from the East, who also will make use of it. He will arrive on the seventh day of the first moon." Exactly on that day there arrived from the East a man named Chao Shêng, who was the person indicated by Chang Tao-ling.
"Forgive me, kind sir, but what have you done to my master?" asked the gander, giving question for question. "Am I not your master, you mad creature?" said the man, laughing. "You are more stupid than ever this morning." "My master was old and ugly, but you are still young and handsome," replied Ch'ang in a tone of flattery. "What," shouted the other, "you say I am still young?" "Why, yes.
In this platter, was laid a quince, which An Lu-shan had flung at the Empress T'ai Chen, inflicting a wound on her breast. In the upper part of the room, stood a divan ornamented with gems, on which the Emperor's daughter, Shou Ch'ang, was wont to sleep, in the Han Chang Palace Hanging, were curtains embroidered with strings of pearls, by T'ung Ch'ang, the Imperial Princess.
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