6. Magic pen
It is said that once upon a time, there was a very intelligent boy named Ma Liang. He loved to learn to draw since he was a child. Both of his parents died early. He chopped firewood, cut grass, and earned a living, but he was so poor that he didn't have money to buy a pen.
One day, passing by the school gate, Ma Liang saw his teacher drawing, his strokes were very pleasing to the eye, so he went over to him:
- I really want to learn to draw, can you lend me a pen?
The teacher glared at him and scolded him:
- A poor boy wants to learn to draw! Are you crazy?
Then he kicked him out of school.
Ma Liang was upset, he thought to himself:
- Why can't a poor kid learn to draw?
From then on, he devoted himself to learning to draw, practicing diligently every day. When he was gathering firewood in the mountains, he used a stick to draw on the ground, drawing birds flying overhead. When he was cutting grass by the river, he dipped his hand in the water and drew shrimp and fish on the rocks. When I got home, I drew the furniture on the walls, the four walls were covered with drawings.
As the years passed, Ma Liang continued to study drawing, not wasting a single day, and he made rapid progress. He drew birds and fish exactly like that, people thought they were about to hear birds singing, see fish swimming. However, I still did not have a drawing pen. I only wished I had one.
One night I slept very soundly. In my sleep, I suddenly saw an old man with white hair and beard appear before me, hand me a pen and said:
– This is a magic pen, it will help you a lot.
Ma Liang looked at the shiny gold pen, he happily shouted:
– What a beautiful pen! I thank you! Thank you!…
Before I could finish speaking, the old man disappeared. Ma Liang suddenly woke up and realized he was dreaming. But no, the magic pen was still in my hand, I was very surprised.
Ma Liang took out his pen and drew a bird. The bird flew up to the sky and chirped. He drew a fish. The fish wagged its tail and slid down the river, swimming before his eyes. Ma Liang was extremely happy.
With the magic pen, Ma Liang drew for all the poor people in the village. For every house that didn't have a plow, he drew for a plow. For every house that didn't have a hoe, he drew for a hoe. For every house that didn't have a lamp, he drew for a lamp. For every house that didn't have a bucket, he drew for a bucket...
Everyone knew about it. Then the story of the magic pen reached the ears of a rich landlord in the village. He immediately sent two servants to take Ma Liang home to draw according to his wishes. Although Ma Liang was still young, he had a generous nature. He knew the greed of the rich people, so he didn't draw anything, despite their endless enticements and threats. The landlord was angry, locked him in the horse stable, and didn't give him anything to eat or drink.
Three days later, in the middle of the night, it snowed heavily. Looking out into the yard, the landlord saw the snow covering the yard. He thought to himself, “Ma Liang will either starve to death or freeze to death. Let me go and see!”
Approaching the stable, he saw red rays of light coming through the crack in the door, and a fragrant smell wafted out. He peeked through the crack in the door and saw Ma Liang sitting next to a blazing fire, eating baked cakes. The landlord was surprised: Where did the fire come from? Where did the cakes come from? He immediately thought that all of those things were thanks to the magic pen. Furious, he ordered his servants to kill Ma Liang and take away the magic pen.
More than a dozen servants rushed into the stable, but Ma Liang was no longer there. He had climbed over the wall using a ladder drawn on the wall. The ladder was still there. The landlord climbed up the ladder, but before he could climb three steps, he fell to the ground. The ladder disappeared.
Escaping from the landlord's house, Ma Liang drew a horse, then rode it and galloped.
Before they had gone far, Ma Liang suddenly heard a commotion behind him. In the bright torchlight, Ma Liang saw the landlord riding on a fine horse, brandishing a shining knife, leading about twenty servants chasing after him.
When they were close, Ma Liang quietly drew a magic pen and drew a bow and arrow. He drew the bow. “Whoosh”, the arrow hit the landlord’s throat, and he fell to the ground. Ma Liang whipped the horse, and the horse galloped like the wind.
The horse galloped for several days and nights without stopping. Finally, Ma Liang stopped at a small town. With no work, Ma Liang had to draw pictures to sell on the street. Afraid of being discovered, he painted unfinished pictures: birds missing a beak or a leg, etc.
One day, Ma Liang painted a white stork without eyes. Because of a little carelessness, he dropped a drop of ink on the painting. The drop of ink fell right on the stork’s eye. Then the stork opened its eyes, spread its wings and flew away. The story shocked the whole town. Some slanderers came to report it to the king. The king sent his courtiers to take Ma Liang back to the capital. Ma Liang did not want to go, but they tried all kinds of ways to entice and threaten him to take him back to the palace. Ma Liang had heard many cruel things about the king towards the poor, so he hated the king very much and did not want to draw. The king ordered him to draw a dragon, so he drew a toad. The king ordered him to draw a phoenix, so he drew a featherless chicken. Those two animals were both ugly and dirty, jumping around the king, urinating and defecating all over the floor. A foul stench filled the entire palace. The king was angry, sent soldiers to take the magic brush from Ma Liang's hand and locked him in prison.
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