The pedestrians on the street are weaving, their hands are folded in the new cotton robes, and the soup women are prepared in advance, and the hawkers shouting for hot buns, sugar gourds, and begonia fruits have converged into a bustling city. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Xin Yi took a deep breath of cinnamon incense, and his mood gradually calmed down. She is not worried about the situation in Xinfu, let alone how to deal with Xinqi.

No matter what Dou An did before, since he defected to Laishimen, he had to abide by the rules of Shimen. And to teach the younger generations to respect the courtesy, no one is more suitable than the head of the family.

It's just grinding a layer of skin, losing two pieces of meat, and no matter how fierce the dog is, it has to be smoothed. Xin Yi's "escape" is to give Xin Qi space, otherwise he will be a "county king" there, and Xin Qi will have to take care of her in front of others, but he will tie his hands and feet.

The more Xin Yi thought about it, the more he felt that his "escape" was above board, great and great, there was nothing wrong with it, and he could walk around frankly, and then go back when things were over.

Xin Yi took out a few taels of silver in his purse, glanced at the newly baked buns on the shop, and was about to enjoy the autumn colors of the city alone, when he suddenly heard different shouts.

"The one who writes is in the East City--in the Shouchun Garden in the East City-"

Immediately, there was some commotion in the crowd. The hungry dog who smelled the aroma of steamed buns, countless people ran to Dongshi, pushing and shoving, and no one paid attention to it.

"What kind of writing, such a big movement?" Xin Yi asked, grabbing a passer-by.

"It's a scholar who exchanges messages for letters. The words are well written, as if they were descended from the world. The passer-by hurriedly explained, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Writing, or Wenqu Xing?" Xin Yi smiled noncommittally, estimating that he was hanging out anyway, so he simply followed the crowd to see the excitement.

East City. The city is full of Luoqi, the households are beady, and all countries come to compete for prosperity.

Shouchun Garden is a hook fence in the East Market. Singing and listening to the music to amuse the birds, how many kinds of fun there are in Dawei, how many kinds of excitement there are here, the so-called golden nest, gentle township, spend a lot of money and don't think about it. (Note 1)

When Xin Yi arrived here and looked at it, he knew what Wenqu Xing was like.

Shouchun Garden is made up of several attics in series, the middle is surrounded by a garden, a stage is set up, there are bookcases and four treasures of the study room on the platform, a young man points to a few calligraphy on the shelf, and drinks to the people who come to watch.

"If there is news about my sister, but if it is true, you can give a copy of it without spending a penny. ”

The people surrounded more than 100 people, and at a glance it was full of people, some whistled and coaxed, some knocked melon seeds to see the excitement, and more people were staring at those few posters, full of praise, and exchanged heads.

The words and phrases on the calligraphy, such as "willow eyebrows and a trace of mountains and distant dais, red lips and no flowers", "slender steps give birth to lotus, curling body and lingering fragrance" and other words are all describing women, probably the appearance of "sisters" in men's mouths.

And the calligraphy is willow. Cool and beautiful, strong bones, indeed look at half a glance to know the extraordinary, not in the pool, not the vulgar can be appreciated. (Note 2)

Xin Yi is not good at calligraphy, although he can also see the amazing words, but he only praised the sentence "It is worth getting Chang'an people to gather in Dongshi", and he set his eyes on the man.

Suddenly, her eyes froze, and her heart was slightly shocked.

This man is dressed as a scholar, his eyes are clear, he is wearing a half-worn plain cotton robe, and the worn robes still have mud marks, but his appearance is very similar to the guest taken in by Xin Yi: Du Yunxin.

"That's a very good word. Xiaosheng I have studied willow body for half my life, and when I saw this post today, I knew that the past ten years have been in vain. A showman burst into tears.

"But isn't it? Old man, my words are also well-known in Chang'an, and now when I see this young man's post, I know that there is a mountain outside the mountain...... No, it's a stroke of genius, and it's within the reach of extraordinary people. A Hanlin scholar in an official robe burst into tears.

The scholars who are obsessed with calligraphy have fiery eyes, as if they have seen a holy thing, and the scribes who are over half a hundred years old are frozen in place, with tears rolling on their faces.

The scholar saw that everyone's attention was on his words, and his eyebrows were a little more anxious: "Everyone's grace." I went to Beijing with my sister to find relatives, and I didn't want to be separated halfway. Now I am looking for my sister in the next place, and I hope that you will provide the whereabouts of the sister in the next according to the appearance described on the copybook. In the following is a copy of the paper as a reward!"

"My son doesn't have any news of your sister, only this thousand taels of gold, how about buying you a calligraphy?"

A flirtatious male voice rang out in the crowd, rudely interrupting the scholar's words.

Immediately, a small man's scolding sounded, the crowd was separated, and several high-ranking officials' suitcases were carried to the field, and they were opened with a clang, and there were golden ingots inside.

"There is no news, only a daughter, how to buy?" With the repetition of the words, a shy and pot-bellied boy brother walked to the front of the stage, looking at the scholar on the stage with his nostrils facing the sky.

Everyone gasped.

First of all, I was surprised that my daughter bought a copybook, this big-bellied boy has a big tone and a proud family.

Immediately, they were all relieved, with the level of these calligraphy of the scholars, they were really worthy of the bid of a thousand gold.

Only no one doubted that the scholar would refuse. After all, although his words are valuable, but looking at his clothes and accessories, his family background is not rich, and he can exchange a pair of posts for a thousand gold, so a fool will not want it.

Therefore, when the scholar said "forgive me and refuse", Shou Chunyuan fell into a deathly silence.

The big-bellied boy brother was also subconsciously stunned: "What, it's too little? It's okay, this son will add another 500 gold! This son has money, you can bid!"

"I don't have any money, I'm just worried about my sister. Therefore, the calligraphy can only be exchanged for news, and it will never be out of the way. The scholar shook politely, but there was unyielding perseverance in his tone.

The discussion suddenly exploded. There are those who laugh at the scholars who are stupid, those who praise the scholars, and those who are more worried about the scholars.

The face of the big-bellied boy changed, and his eyebrows rubbed into anger: "You are a poor scholar, you can write well, you think you are a character? I'm not afraid to tell you, I am the companion of the sons of the Wang family: Wang Mazi! Five surnames and seven hopes, the Wang family is respected, in this Chang'an city, who dares not to look at the eyes of the Wang family? Those who obey the king prosper, and those who oppose the king die!"

The discussion of blowing up the pot suddenly wilted. Just because of the surname "Wang" mentioned by Wang Mazi.

The Lu family was destroyed, and the Wang family flourished. After the queen intervened in politics, there was a prince in front of the king, if Chang'an is the foot of the Son of Heaven, the feet of the Son of Heaven are also resting on the back of the Wang family.

"It turned out to be the accompaniment of the sons of the Wang family. The scholar's face was as pale as ever, and he saluted lightly, "Then accompany the reader, I will repeat it again in the future: the calligraphy is only exchanged for news, and it will never be sold, and the daughter will not be sold." ”

Xin Yi, who had been watching from the sidelines, nodded secretly when he listened.

The identity of the scholar, she has a little care, the key is that he does not sell words, this hard bone is worthy of the sentence: the heart is square, the words are right.

People who write so beautifully will not have too ugly hearts. One stroke at a time, horizontal and vertical, the outline is not the meandering ink, but the heart of Dan.

However, Wang Mazi was furious when he heard this, his facial features were distorted and deformed, he slammed the edge of the stage, and scolded angrily like a shrew scolding the street: "You kid is shameless! If you dare to provoke the Wang family, you can only pay for your life! Come! Beat me! Beat this scholar to death! Then snatch all his calligraphy!"

exegesis

1. Hook Column: Hook Column, also known as Hook Column or Fence, is a fixed entertainment venue in some big cities, and it is also the main performance venue of Song and Yuan Dynasty opera in the city, which is equivalent to the current theater. The original meaning of the railing has been related to song and dance in the Tang Dynasty, and Li Shangyin has a sentence in "Advocate Poems" that "the curtain is light and the curtain is heavy and the gold is hooked".

2. Liu Ti: Liu Gongquan (778-865), the last great calligrapher of the Tang Dynasty. His characters are evenly balanced, thin and hard, chasing Wei Monument is categorical, the dot painting is crisp and beautiful, the bone strength is strong, and the body is tight. "Books are expensive, thin and hard, and they are spiritual." His regular script, compared with the face body, is slightly uniform and hard, so it is called "Yan muscles and willow bones".