Chapter 170: Goods to be Sold to the Emperor's Family

Most of the calligraphy and paintings of ancient celebrities were circulated in the hands of the royal families of the past dynasties, and "there are goods to sell to the emperor's family", this is a mantra of the ancients, why? The price offered by the emperor is always the highest, and no one dares to bid.

"Brother, are you okay, is this house haunted or haunted? I see that you are not normal here, and you are fine at home. Xiao Nier's appearance was just weird, and it didn't seem like there was anything bad, so she was a little relieved.

"I'm glad, Nier, don't you know, brother got the baby. "Besides, close the boxes, don't dare to look any further, let's calm down for a few days and then be stimulated by this.

He hung the four scrolls on the wide wall, placed a few thick candles on both sides, and then sat on a Taishi chair and watched, which was simply the greatest enjoyment in the world, even if he didn't copy it, just looking at it, he had already benefited immensely.

In later generations, although photocopies were very cheap and common, and could be purchased in any bookstore, no matter how accurate the photographic copies were, they could not be compared with the original ones, which was the difference between heaven and earth. However, who has such conditions to observe and copy authentic works every day? I dare not think of it, so there are only a handful of top calligraphers in every era, and the vast majority of them have achieved success completely by their own efforts, and only one in 10,000 people have a shortcut.

What is puzzling is that there are few people who really have authentic works, but few people love calligraphy and painting, and they don't know the beauty of Baoshan every day. This is really the most ridiculous and saddest thing.

"Are these treasures? I don't think they're much better than what you wrote. Xiao Nier looked at the calligraphy and painting, and couldn't see any taste.

"The gap is big, and my brother's calligraphy and painting can't be compared with these people. I tell you, this is the best treasure, better than any treasure. ”

Besides, looking at it, his fingers kept sketching in the air, and after a while, he stood up, found the four treasures of the study on the table, and began to copy the Chibi Fu of Dongpo.

The Chibi Fu of the eastern slope has been copied by him a long time ago, and I don't know how many times, it is copied according to the photocopy, and it is scum compared to the real work. He forgets all the previous ones and starts from scratch as if he were copying them for the first time, so that he is not affected by the previous distorted brushwork.

This copying was half an hour, and he only copied five words, but he was sweating and tired, and he felt the feeling that the pen was as heavy as a mountain when he first started writing calligraphy, and he didn't obey the call at all.

"Brother, what's wrong with you, why are you so tired of writing five words?" Xiao Nier asked distressed while wiping his sweat, she had seen writing before, chic, all with a wave, and she was not tired of writing.

"Well, it's good, it's good, don't write it, you can't chew it if you are greedy. "Besides, if you see a good thing, you can accept it, but now you can't be sloppy at all, if you want to copy it, you have to copy the essence of it.

Fortunately, these calligraphy and paintings can be hung on the wall, and he can watch and copy them every day, and he is not in a hurry. He thought that he needed to take Zhou Dingcheng's path before he could enter the palace to see the authentic calligraphy and paintings of the ancients, but he didn't expect to get it here. And it's not an ordinary get, more than you want.

If you go to the palace to observe, even if you have the opportunity, it is impossible to watch it like this, you can watch it for as long as you want, and you can watch it for as many days as you want. Observation, at best, is just a passing observation, but it is better than never seen.

"It's worth it, it's worth it. "Besides, my mind is balanced, and it is an unexpected surprise.

If he can watch and copy the authentic works of the ancients here, he is willing to give this family free treatment for a lifetime.

"I don't know, I've never seen you so happy, but I'm happy if you're happy. Xiao Nier hurriedly handed him another cup of tea.

"Let me tell you, such a calligraphy and painting is more precious than all the houses here. Besides, he pointed to Su Dongpo's true handwriting and said.

That's right, no matter how valuable the mansion and manor are, no matter how rare the building materials are, after all, they can still be built by trying to find a way, and they are valuable, but if the authentic works of the ancients are gone, they are gone, and no matter how much money they spend, they can't get them back.

When Tang Taizong was dying, he was reluctant to let Wang Xizhi's "Orchid Pavilion Preface" authentic, and he was stunned to bring it into the grave, and as a result, there was no "Orchid Pavilion Preface" in the world.

The palace of the Tang Dynasty burned down, the Song Dynasty could be built, and the Yuan Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty could also build a large number of palaces and royal gardens at any cost, but no one could get a copy of the original "Orchid Pavilion Preface".

These authentic handiworks of ancient calligraphy and painting are called priceless treasures, and they are not measured by much silver at all. The more time passes, the higher the cultural content of these calligraphy and paintings, which is incalculably high.

When the two hugged each other and slept together, Xiao Nier suddenly blushed and said, "Brother, I'll give you a big fat son, and he must be as cute as the little marquis, do you believe it or not?"

"Well, in two years, not yet. "Besides, his body stiffened a little.

Xiao Nier sighed, when she saw the little marquis, she liked it so much that she wished she would have such a son soon. At that time, the wives and concubines of the Marquis of Wucheng also asked about the two of them, knowing that they had not really had sex together, so they passed on some of the experience in the room and in bed to her, which was equivalent to giving her several lessons on sexual knowledge.

Several concubines of the Marquis of Wucheng thought that they didn't understand anything with Xiao Nier, so they taught Xiao Nier first, and then let her pass it on, which is also the practice of ordinary aristocratic families.

Before the prince marries, the palace will also send an adult female official to sleep with the prince, so that the prince will not understand anything and make a fool of himself in the cave room on the wedding night.

The aristocratic family was first taught by adult women to the maidens who were to be bedchambered, and then to those adult sons.

As for ordinary people, it was quietly passed on from the woman's mother to her daughter, so unless a man at that time accidentally acquired sexual knowledge, the first sexology enlightener was either his first concubine or his wife. If the woman's mother can't wipe her face and doesn't teach her daughter, it is really possible to make jokes, and there have been daughters-in-law who have been married for many years and are still virgins. Even in later generations, there are often examples of this.

It is said that Bao Er Ye also dreamed that he had been taught sex science with Qin Keqing, otherwise he would not have secretly tested Yunyu with the attacker, and because of this, he had more thoughts about Qin Keqing, according to his generation, it was simply an indecent love.

Although Xiao Nier was ashamed to hear it all day, her heart was also hot, and spring sprouted, she originally wanted to try it, but when she saw that her body resisted, she had to give up.

She also knew that she liked him and loved her, and she would never want her, but why she always stopped at the last step, she couldn't guess why. As for saying that his family rules are strict and he doesn't dare to break his body before the big wedding, she is also skeptical of this statement.

Besides, I secretly felt guilty for a while, and my mind turned to Chibi Fu in Dongpo, and I thought about it word by word in my heart, drawing it bit by bit, outlining, and before I knew it, Xiao Nier was already asleep, leaving a few tears on the pillow.

Starting the next day, besides, I only copied one word every day, and when I was tired, I looked at the two paintings and Yan Zhenqing's "Manuscript for the Sacrifice of Nephews" to figure out the true meaning of calligraphy and painting.

The first night, he was too excited, copied five words, really a little unbearable, in order to be steady, these ten days he only copied one word a day, in addition to copying, more is to read, and then think, this is called reading posts, but also the indispensable kung fu of those who learn calligraphy and painting.

Every morning and evening, he just went to say hello to Mrs. Tai, and then checked her pulse, and then returned to his mansion to copy it. Wu Chenghou also came to see him every day, and when he saw that he was obsessed with calligraphy, he was stunned, he thought that he was just watching, but he really didn't expect that he was still a master in this.

"I said, second brother, you write so well, what are you still practicing? It's enough, do you really want to catch up with the ancients? I don't think you need to be so tired, it's very good. Wu Chenghou looked at the words and exclaimed.

Those with knighthoods were not allowed to participate in the imperial examinations, because they were already nobles and could no longer compete with commoners. Similarly, no matter how far you go on the road of the imperial examination, you can't rank among the nobles, and the highest civil servants in the Ming Dynasty can only be crowned uncles, and military generals can be crowned marquis.

Although the Marquis of Wucheng did not pass the imperial examination, he also studied orthodoxy in Guozijian, but he did not practice calligraphy seriously. This does not affect his cognition of calligraphy and painting, of course, when it comes to his understanding of the realm of calligraphy and painting, he is still much lower.

Besides, with a wry smile, the true meaning of this kind of art is not enough for outsiders, and it is impossible to explain it clearly, only to comprehend it yourself.

After the Marquis of Wucheng returned, he sent several large boxes of the four treasures of the study, some of which were his own, some of which were ancestral heirlooms, and the pen, ink and paper were all tributes from the royal family to the princes and nobles.

I have to say that these tributes are not seen outside at all, can not be bought, pen, ink and paper are specially made by the royal selected factory with secret methods, several inkstones are also the best in the inkstone, especially one piece is actually used by Zhao Ziang, the great master of calligraphy in the early Yuan Dynasty, which can be called a must.

Zhao Ziang is the last great master in the history of Chinese calligraphy, although the Ming Dynasty has Dong Qichang, Wang Duo, Ni Yuanlu and other famous masters, but their influence and Zhao Ziang still can not be compared.

At the end of the Qing Dynasty, several famous artists such as He Shaoji and Deng Shiru were comparable to Zhao Ziang, but on the whole, there was still a considerable gap, but it was slightly stronger than other masters in the Ming Dynasty. It can be said that in addition to the four families of Ou Chu Yan and Liu in the Tang Dynasty and Su Huangmi and Cai Si in the Song Dynasty, only Zhao Ziang's family will be the only one after that.

A few of those ink blocks are famous inks from the Song Dynasty, and if you immediately collect them all, these are things that can be used as family heirlooms.

"Big brother, you gave me all this, you won't regret it, will you? Besides, he pointed to the box containing the four treasures of the study and smiled.

"Of course, these things are valuable in your eyes, and I don't need them. "Wucheng Hou Hun doesn't care, only a small amount is handed down from the ancestors, and the rest are rewarded by the emperor every year, to put it bluntly, it is office supplies, which are easy to get, and it doesn't cost money, and they are available every year.

"Then thank you big brother, I can't ask for it. "Besides, it's straightforward.

"These are all yours, the old lady has spoken, just in the future to give you a new mansion, it looks good to hang these, I don't like it, it's better to hang two spring palaces, haha." Wucheng Hou laughed.

Besides, he was even more happy, he didn't dare to think that these authentic works belonged to him like this, just to be able to see it, to be able to copy it every day is already a great blessing. Could it be that this is the kind of good fortune that I have lost a few years of life?

These days, when he meditates every day, he still clearly feels the feeling of eternal loss in his body, it should be lifespan, as for whether he has lost ten years or eight years, he doesn't know, if he can calculate this, he is not a miracle doctor, he is really a god.