Chapter 44: The Mirror Flower and the Moon Are Not True (2)
She turned her back to them and quickly put her hair in a simple bun with the help of Midori. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info Shangguan Xueyu didn't go over, just stood outside the fence and talked to them: "I'm sorry to disturb you talking." The fruit sent by the village, my sister can see it. This year's fruit is growing exceptionally well, and the grapes are big and sweet. I heard that you like to eat, so I will bring it to you. She turned around and motioned to the maid, who walked up the steps with difficulty with the basket, Chu Yunxi hurriedly reached out and took it, handed it to Lu Yan, and thanked her again and again.
As soon as summer arrived, Chu Yunxi's appetite was even worse, and she looked thinner, she was tall and tall, wearing a snow-white cardigan skirt with a full body, and her ice muscles were clear, and she could only see people feeling cold all over her body.
Shangguan Xueyu covered her fan and smiled: "It's not worth anything, just a few bunches of grapes." ”
Chu Yunxi looked at her and smiled politely. It is said that the two have lived and died together in the palace, and they have both had a deep hatred and a sea of blood, and they have the same patience and humiliation, motivation and forbearance, intelligence and cleverness, but it is always difficult to put their hearts into their hearts like sisters and good friends. She has made so many friends, and not all of them share life and death together, but they can still take care of each other. However, two people who are so similar can share their fate in the moment of life and death, and once they return to normal, they are estranged like nodding friends. She decided to seize this opportunity to get to know Shangguan Xueyu in depth.
She smiled and stopped Shangguan Xueyu, who was about to leave, and came down lightly from the steps, like a Xuannu descending from the sky: "By the way, Sister Shangguan, I don't know if you are free." ”
Shangguan Xueyu nodded, and she smiled slightly shyly: "Sister Shangguan, can you do me a favor." I also have a few paintings without inscriptions, because I am clumsy, never mention painting, in the past, I used to be cheeky to ask the famous calligraphers of the Hanlin Academy to mention on their behalf, and now it is not good to invite them anymore. I saw that my sister's words were very beautiful, and I wanted to ask my sister to give me words. ”
Shangguan Xueyu didn't push Tang Xian for half a minute, and generously accepted it. Lu Yan retreated with the maid, and she followed Chu Yunxi into the house.
As soon as I entered the house, I smelled the fragrance of the room, and a cluster of moon flowers bloomed in a plum vase on the windowsill. Her room was extremely simple and plain, with no conspicuous decorations, except for the two rows of bookshelves full of books and a slightly messy painting utensils on the table, and the scrolls were distinctive.
Chu Yunxi accurately picked out what he said as the inscription from the dozens of paintings in the painting tube that had not yet been framed but were neatly folded.
Shangguan Xueyu unfolded them one by one, four landscapes and two flowers and birds, all of which are a kind of fine brushwork, flowers and birds are fine to the hair, fine to the demeanor, and the landscape is also described truthfully, as if immersive. She commented on it carefully, although she didn't bring a good word, but she meant to praise it.
In all fairness, these paintings are not the works of courtyard painting, not the essence of Bai Cheng's painting art, but they are also worthy of the evaluation of meticulous and noble workmanship, but they are not stained with a sluggish and feminine style.
Chu Yunxi talked to her about these paintings, and she was surprised to find that Shangguan Xueyu also had a lot of research on painting art, and her insights were not inferior to hers. But only humble himself is a soldier on paper, if you really start writing, I am afraid that I will be ridiculed.
The two talked happily and admired each other very much. Shangguan Xueyu happily put pen to paper and mentioned two flowers and birds.
When she meditated on these landscapes, Chu Yunxi smiled behind her: "These landscapes seem ordinary, but they are actually real. I'm afraid you have to guess it, it's interesting, and you won't think about the wrong place. ”
Being reminded by her like this, Shangguan Xueyu was even more interested: "Interesting, interesting." She picked up the first painting, only to see a small boat floating on the river, with abrupt peaks on both sides, continuous saga, smoke and clouds, long gorges and deep valleys, beautiful and deep. She looked at it for a moment, her face embarrassed.
"You just have to go to Yuzhou and think about it." Chu Yunxi prompted.
Shangguan Xueyu thought seriously like a riddle, and in a moment she had a clue, and asked in a low voice with a questioning tone: "Could it be the mouth of the Yellow River Gorge?" ”
Chu Yunxi probably didn't expect her to guess so quickly, she was slightly stunned, and nodded: "Exactly." ”
"The fourth sister has been to many places here?" Shangguan Xueyu asked in surprise.
Chu Yunxi smiled shyly: "I also traveled a lot of scenery with my uncle back then. ”
Shangguan Xueyu's words were a little envious. She groaned slightly, and a four-word quatrain instantly took shape in her mind, and she was hearty when she put pen to paper. Although coquettish, the writing is quite masculine and unrestrained, so it can compete with all the talented people in Chang'an City, which is beyond the reach of many talented women. The inscription is written, and the content of a complete painting is completed. Bai Biao has an excellent framing kung fu that has also been learned by Chu Yunxi, and she can always get special pleasure from these tedious work.
The two looked at each other and smiled, and then opened a second painting. The meaning of the painting is a change again, only to see the steep mountains on both sides of the painting, even the mountains and cliffs, everywhere are the precipices towering, the stone walls are horizontal, the main peak is like a sword, the momentum is magnificent. But the cliff is interrupted, the two cliffs are confronted, a line is passed, the shape is like a gate, what is more amazing is that there is a long and winding artificial plank road on this cliff, the distance view is like a spirit snake coiled in the dangerous peak cliff, even the peak is close to the sky, the magic work is ghostly.
Shangguan Xueyu was even more puzzled, and when she turned around, Chu Yunxi also hesitated for a moment, and after a while, Fang said: "This painting has been separated for a long time, and I actually forgot it a little." This place seems to be a plank road on the cliff of the Yangtze River Gorge. ”
Shangguan Xueyu closed her eyes and meditated, as if she was really standing on the cliff and turned into a plank road, her body trembling in the wind, feeling the thrilling but thrilling feeling, and couldn't help but sigh: "Strange people say that the Yangtze River is dangerous, and it is really a wonder." Immediately, he picked up his pen and waved an ancient poem of Yuefu.
After the two of them deliberated on the individual words and sentences in the poem, Shangguan Xueyu inscribed it.
When exhibiting the third painting, she pursed her lips slightly, and said coquettishly: "Fourth sister, this is deliberately to make me ugly, I can't compare to you to travel thousands of miles, and I have never read thousands of books, I can't guess the scenery of mountains and rivers." ”
Chu Yunxi didn't like to be as happy as Meng Lian to embarrass others, she was soft-spoken and begged for mercy, she naturally explained with an understanding smile: "I originally meant to ask for advice, and I didn't have the heart to compare. ”
She took the painting over, pointed to the exquisite embroidery building standing on the riverside, the cornices of the four directions, the pillars of the pearl and the blue tiles, and the gilded treasure top, and said with a chuckle: "This building is very famous, even if Sister Shangguan has not seen it, she must have heard of it, this is the famous Yellow Crane Tower." ”
Shangguan Xueyu gathered the girl's playful nature, watched it carefully, and couldn't help but sigh and feel a little regretful. This famous building in the south of the Yangtze River, which has been praised by ancient times, is like thunder, but it is the first time that I have seen its magnificent true face from Chu Yunxi's paintings.
Chu Yunxi cut his hands back, paced slowly behind her, and chanted: "The people of the past have taken the yellow crane to go, and the yellow crane tower is vacant here. The yellow crane is gone, and the white clouds are empty for thousands of years. Qingchuan calendar Hanyang tree, grass and parrot island, where is the sunset township, Yanbo River makes people worried. ”
Shangguan Xueyu was stunned when she heard this, and asked puzzledly: "Fourth sister, where is the accent of the pronunciation, but this unfamiliar accent sounds very pleasant." ”
"My biological mother is from Shudi. I have learned a few sentences of my hometown dialect since I was a child, and I don't speak very well, but I think this poem is interesting to read in Shu. The Shu language is bright and tactful, which dilutes the melancholy meaning of the points. ”
After reading this poem, Shangguan Xueyu refused: "With Zhuyu in front, Li Qinglian has some intention of getting an axe in front of Cui Hao's "Yellow Crane Tower", and I dare not be ugly, so I have to let this painting hide in the box like a pearl, and wait for someone who is destined to appear." ”
When she picked up the fourth painting, she finally looked happy, and couldn't help but reply triumphantly: "I can recognize this place, but it is the smoke and dew pool outside the city." ”
Chu Yunxi smiled knowingly and praised: "Exactly, good eyesight." ”
Shangguan Xueyu put down the scroll and shook her head again: "This smoke and dew pool was ordered by Taizu to be excavated, and mortals such as me dare not trespass the pen and ink, and only the saint can write an inscription." ”
Chu Yunxi nodded and put away this scroll, and thanked: "I bother you to bother, I can't repay it, and I will give it to you to enjoy after the painting is framed." ”
Shangguan Xueyu leaned over and pleaded: "I quite like that plank road map." If the fourth sister doesn't think I'm greedy, give me that one as well. ”
Chu Yunxi hesitated for a moment but still refused: "It's not that I'm stingy, it's my honor that Sister Shangguan can look at it." It's just that this painting already has an owner, and it's not good for me to pass it on to others. However, I have a few famous works in my collection here, if Sister Shangguan likes it, just take it. ”
Shangguan Xueyu was slightly disappointed, but still thanked her. Then Chu Yunxi took her to see several masterpieces of calligraphy and painting from the Hanlin Academy that she treasured, all of which were breathtaking. Although she has a favorite, she is not good at winning people's love, and she only stays at watching it in a measured manner, and does not ask for it. The two talked and laughed without knowing that time flew by, and it was not until the moon went to the west building that they entered the hall together and had dinner together under the urging of Lu Yan.
At the dinner table, the two continued to chat, and towards the end, she quietly told Chu Yunxi the shocking news he had heard when he accompanied the crown princess in the East Palace: the Holy Lord had finally changed his holy will and was about to issue an order to release Gu Chaomin in three days.
Chu Yunxi didn't know the joy and sorrow, but his heart was relieved, as Shi Jiaheng said, after Gu Chen quietly adjusted the internal forces of the family, Gu Chaomin was free, and this case involving everyone's nerves finally ended after several months.
Gu Chaomin's life was saved, whether it was a good thing or a bad thing for the dead Qing Chun. She sighed silently in her heart, but Shangguan Xueyu's sigh sounded in her ears.
Chu Yunxi cast a questioning glance at her, she put down her chopsticks, and said with great pity: "Although the Holy Lord spared Gu Chaomin's life, he is no different from a dead man. ”
She also understood the meaning of her words, after all, Gu Chaomin was innocently taken in prison, and seeing that his brilliant future was temporarily ruined, she was a little pity: "Have you heard that he is going to be demoted somewhere?" ”
If an official is demoted to a military place or a wealthy place, and holds the power of one side, it will be a clear debasement and a secret promotion, and when time passes, he will be able to continue his wealth and prosperity by virtue of his outstanding political achievements and direct promotion to Beijing.
But Shangguan Xueyu still surprised her when she secretly announced the emperor's final will: "The meaning of the saint is not only to be degraded but also to be dismissed, to be exempted from official positions, to be demoted to a concubine, to be expelled from Chang'an, and never to be hired!" deprived of his inheritance qualifications, but he didn't expect that Lord Gu would have to re-inherit a son in the clan at this age. ”
Chu Yunxi never expected that the punishment given to Gu Chaomin by the Holy Lord would be so severe that it was not close to human feelings. Gu Chaomin, who was reluctant to succumb to others all his life, ended up with such a sparse ending, his life circumstances are really capricious, and he is really like a dream bubble, like thunderstorm and lightning, once he landed on the dragon gate, and then fell into clouds and mud in an instant. Life is in a hurry, striving for fame and fortune, all are vain thoughts, in the end, a right and wrong turn into nothing, looking back lonely and depressed, even the companions of the wind and rain do not have people. If she could treat Qingxu with inclusive love, why is it that today, she is in prison and only desolate when she sees the light of day.
Gu Chen has always cherished his reputation and regarded fame as better than life. How would a son who had been in prison and a failed successor end up in the Gu family, which had fierce competition in the family and was indifferent, Chu Yunxi didn't dare to think about it. The arrogant Gu Chaomin is like a young wolf king abandoned by the wolves, and in order to save the wolves, he became a collective victim of everyone.
The only one who was really happy to hear this news was Gu Mengying. These days, she learns cooking skills from the chefs in the house every day, but she still enjoys it with scars on her hands. Although her full devotion was not enough to deal with Lin Risheng's tongue, which had been spoiled by Chen Siyu's superb cooking skills, she still tried to please her husband and strive to make herself a virtuous and considerate wife. It's a pity that the bow full of love she pulled out never shot her husband's heart.
After Lin Risheng locked himself up for a few days, he probably realized how ridiculous he was like a resentful woman who was powerless to resist fate and felt sorry for herself. The strong Chen Siyu has bravely walked out of the pain of love and embraced his new happiness, but he is like a drunkard, licking his sorrows and sorrows alone in the house, which is really not a man's responsibility.
He made a painful decision to pick himself up again, and even as he stepped out of the room where his body was trapped with tenacity, his heart was still locked in a shackle of remorse, fear, and shame, from which it was difficult to extricate himself.
He continued to persist in his career, but he never gave up his ideals for a moment. Although he can only carefully fantasize about becoming the ideal in his heart most of the time. But ideals and careers are different in the end, the investment in the career may be in vain, and it may be full of pain, but the persistence of ideals is beautiful and satisfying, like a secret lover. As long as you fall in love with it, even if it can't give you a moving review in eternal life, as long as you love it, it is enough to realize the full meaning and value of your life.