After an afternoon of family work with Mr. Wen Wei, Ye Tang wanted to go back to Yunzhou the next day, but he didn't expect it to happen, and he was pulled by Mr. Wen Wei to visit Mr. Cong Wen, who lived in seclusion in the west of the capital.

This Mr. Cong Wen Ye Tang has heard of it, and he is also one of the great Confucians, and his status in the cultural world is equivalent to that of Mr. Wen Wei and Mr. Shui Qing, and it seems that it is slightly higher.

However, he basically doesn't ask about the world, he lives in seclusion in the mountains, and he is more idle than Mr. Shuiqing, Ye Tang really doesn't like to mess with a group of old men, but there is no way, the elders have a life, and they dare not disobey.

And Lu Guangrong planned to go to Yunzhou with a person in charge of Yanhuang Pictures the day after tomorrow, or a company plane, and invited him to go with them, Ye Tang thought about it for a while and agreed.

There is a special plane to sit, so what is he pretentious?

China Film and Television actually has a special plane, and it is really rich, Ye Tang couldn't help but sigh.

The situation of the capital and Yunzhou is similar, it is also divided into four major areas, with the imperial palace as the center radiating out, the northwest area is almost all classical buildings, and in the southeast, there are many modern construction bureaus.

Xishan is in the west of the capital, you can overlook the entire capital, after rushing to Mr. Cong Wen's residence with Mr. Wen Wei, Ye Tang couldn't help but be a little stunned, this Mr. Cong Wen is really frugal, a small courtyard is really the same as the place where the ancient mountain hermits lived.

Did he deliberately make it so simple to imitate the ancients?

Ye Tang didn't understand it very much, even if he wanted to follow the ancients, there was no need to really live in such a place!

A small wooden hut surrounded by a wooden fence. In front of the wooden house, near the fence gate to the right, there is a square depression, which is fenced off, and on top of the depression, many vegetables are planted.

There were also chickens in the yard, and when they saw someone coming, they clucked and were very jubilant.

"Old friend Congwen, are you in there?" When he entered the courtyard, Mr. Wen Wei shouted, and then walked directly to the wooden house, where he had been many times. Very cooked.

Ye Tang also followed. In his hand, he was still carrying a gift, which was bought by Mr. Wen Wei, and he carried it, although this place was a little simpler. But the environment is still quite good. Green hills and green trees. The air is much fresher than it is below.

Mr. Wen Wei shouted, and someone inside immediately answered, and soon a half-white-bearded old man came out. He was also wearing a white-washed gown, his hair was scattered, his feet were bare, and he was very wild and uninhibited.

"Old friend Wen Wei, it's you." This person is Mr. Cong Wen.

As soon as he came out, Ye Tang was looking at him, this Mr. Cong Wen should be not young, it is estimated that he must be seventy years old, he is not very tall, similar to him, he looks like an old man, but it still looks quite pleasing to the eye.

His body is also quite tough, his movements and speech are very neat, he does not use crutches, he does not need to be supported, and he even walks with the wind, and he is very healthy, which is probably why he can live alone on this mountain.

Mr. Cong Wen is very Wei and Jin madman, there is not a single stool in the house, and after leading the two into the house to serve tea, he sat on the ground and said: "Old friend Wen Wei, why do you have to go up the mountain to see my old friend today?" ”

Mr. Wen Wei and Ye Tang naturally sat on the ground, and Mr. Wen Wei smiled: "I have been idle for half a day, and I haven't seen you for a while, and you don't go down the mountain, so I have to come up." ”

"The people of the mountains and wilderness are on the mountain, the air is good, and it is quiet, by the way, who is this little brother?" Mr. Cong Wen has noticed Ye Tang a long time ago, Wen Wei's old friends used to come up alone, but today is the sun coming out in the west?

Mr. Wen Wei said: "Just your hypocrisy, this is Ye Tang Ye Ziqing, a disciple of Mr. Shui Qing." "Introduced Ye Tang.

"Hello Mr. Congwen," finally had a chance to speak, Ye Tang greeted him, he was really not used to sitting on the ground.

"It turned out to be the old man's disciple, didn't he stop accepting students?" Mr. Cong Wen nodded at Ye Tang, and said to Mr. Wen Wei, as far as he knows, it seems that Mr. Shui Qing doesn't accept disciples?

Fortunately, I didn't ask him, otherwise I really don't know what to say, Ye Tang took a sip of tea and looked at Mr. Wen Wei, it's none of my business.

Mr. Wen Wei glanced at Ye Tang, then looked at Mr. Cong Wen and said with a smile: "You don't know this, Mr. Shui Qing is a great student, if you meet him, I guess I can't help but accept him as a student." ”

Mr. Cong Wen was very curious: "Oh? What does this mean? Could it be that he is a child prodigy genius? "Ye Tang's age seems to be very young, so that Mr. Shui Qing can't help but accept apprentices, it is estimated that he is a bit of a genius, but he has not seen a genius prodigy, is it so exaggerated?

Mr. Wen Wei said: "More genius than a prodigy genius, you see, this is all done by him." He took out a stack of papers from his sleeve and handed it to Mr. Congwen.

Ye Tang was a little dizzy on the side, what kind of trouble is Mr. Wen Wei going to make? You can't bring him with you, right? And when did he hide so much paper in his sleeve? What is this for?

The paper should be his poems and articles, Ye Tang was dizzy, Mr. Wen Wei was a little unreliable, did he come to the mountain road so far?

It's depressing.

Without thinking about it, you can know that Mr. Cong Wen's performance must be excited or even crazy, and he can't help himself, Ye Tang took a step back, don't wait for the excitement to be too much, and it will be troublesome.

Mr. Wen Wei gave Mr. Cong Wen "Ai Lian Said", "Qinyuan Spring Snow" and those poems published in Weiyu magazine, and sure enough, after Mr. Cong Wen read it, he slapped it vigorously on the table, and at the same time shouted loudly: "Good poems, good words, good writing, good, good, good." After saying three good words in a row, his face turned red.

The tea was all spilled, and Mr. Wen Wei laughed and straightened the cup and said, "How is it?" Is it more genius than a prodigy genius? "I knew that this old friend would be excited to applaud, and sure enough.

"Genius, absolutely genius, old friend, bitter." Mr. Cong Wen praised loudly, but soon became sad.

Mr. Wen Wei has been friends with him for many years, so he naturally knows what he means by bitterness, and laughed: "I said that you can't help but say it right, but it's a pity that it's too late, and the old man is also bitter." ”

Mr. Wen Wei also said bitterly, but his face was not as exaggerated as Mr. Cong Wen, after all, he had already accepted this fact.

Ye Tang began to get dizzy again, is it so exaggerated? What's so good about accepting apprentices, just like him, it seems that he hasn't let Mr. Shui Qing worry about it, well, it seems that he hasn't learned to paint these days, let alone practice calligraphy, Mr. Shui Qing already has opinions.

It seems that after going back, I have to hurry up and mess with Mr. Shui Qing for a few days, mainly because I can't spare time for things in Phoenix Entertainment, and he actually wants to learn, but there is always a priority in things, so I can't help it.

"Your name is Ziqing? Then the old man, I will also call you Ziqing," Mr. Cong Wen sighed and said, Mr. Shui Qing's disciple is really peerless, surpassing all his students, a "Ai Lian Said" is enough to make him famous through the ages, what kind of genius does this have to be made?

Mr. Cong Wen is very impressed, of course, "Spring Snow in Qinyuan" and "Ask the Wine to the Moon", "Drink Alone Under the Moon" and "The First Sunshine After the Rain" are also very good, they are all gods, who doesn't want such a disciple?

The old man Shuiqing is so fateful, he actually picked such a treasure, and Mr. Cong Wen was a little jealous.

"Out of the mud but not stained, clear ripples but not demons, gentleman lotus, wonderful, wonderful!" Mr. Cong Wen twisted his beard and said again and again, relatively speaking, his favorite is this "Love Lotus Said", isn't the white lotus the truest portrayal of the gentleman?

The idea is elegant, the artistic conception is unique, and the lotus flower is a gentleman, which is simply wonderful.

"Of course it's wonderful, old friend, you shouldn't know, as soon as Ziqing's "Love Lotus Said" came out, I don't know how many people in the capital have changed their lotus plants, and even your backyard has been transplanted by your grandson A large piece of lotus has made a smell of muddy ponds." Mr. Wen Wei said with a smile.

In fact, not only in the capital, but also in other parts of the country, there are many people who fall in love with planting lotus, which can be said to change the fate of a flower.

After Mr. Wen Wei said this, Mr. Cong Wen's face changed a little, and he said, "So those things in my family have long known Ziqing's good articles and poems?" Why don't you come and let me know? These bastards. ”

Mr. Cong Wen was a little angry, if his son and daughter were here, he would probably have to be beaten by him.

"Didn't you? The virtuous nephew said that he sent it to you earlier, didn't you see it? Mr. Wen Wei said curiously.

"Is there one?" Mr. Cong Wen was a little inexplicable, but suddenly slapped his thigh and suddenly realized: "I remembered, there is such a thing, but I burned it." ”

"Burned?" Mr. Wen Wei was stunned for a moment.

Mr. Cong Wen patted his head and said: "Yes, that bastard didn't make it clear at that time, and kept persuading me to go down the mountain to live home, and I burned it when I was annoyed. "I'm about to beat my chest.

Mr. Wen Wei smiled and said: "I think you might as well go down the mountain and go home to live, you see, if it was below, such a good poem would have been known a long time ago, and it would also save your children and daughters from worrying, don't you say?" ”

"Down the mountain?" Mr. Cong Wen was a little moved, but instead his eyes narrowed and said, "I said old friend Wen Wei, you shouldn't have come to be a lobbyist for those few things in my house, right?" ”

Ye Tang also looked at Mr. Wen Wei, from their conversation just now, there was really a bit of a lobbyist, and they went around in such a big circle just to persuade Mr. Cong Wen to go down the mountain, and they didn't know what to say.

Mr. Wen Wei really came to be a lobbyist, and he was indeed entrusted by his son and daughter, and Ye Tang's poems were also specially prepared, just to 'seduce' him down the mountain.

In fact, he guessed early on that this old friend didn't know those poems and articles, otherwise he wouldn't have prepared them specifically, as for Ye Tang, it was mainly to introduce him to him, the identity of Cong Wen's old friend is worth seeing, and many people can't see it if they want to see it. (To be continued......)