Chapter 255: Water Swing

Fan Zhongyan's evaluation made Chu Zhen very depressed, his painting was not so bad, anyway, the main owner arrived, surrounded by everyone, Fan Zhongyan and his party came to the banquet, sat separately, and naturally someone added tea and poured water.

Knowing that Fan Gong had arrived, the female performers who played the kite and stroked the qin became more attentive, the sound of silk and bamboo lingered and undulated, and the charming figure of the girl in the field became more and more soothing and graceful, but at this time, everyone did not have the intention of appreciating, and after sitting down, they seemed a little restrained and uneasy.

"The old man has been in office for a long time, and he has not yet gathered with the fathers and elders in Hangzhou to talk, which is really not responsible." Fan Zhongyan smiled and raised his glass, as if he meant to make amends.

After a burst of daring voices, everyone raised their glasses and drank together, and then fell silent again, their eyes wandered, according to their thoughts, there was no good banquet, the more polite Fan Zhongyan was, the more he sought, how could he ignore it.

However, things were not as they thought, after drinking, Fan Zhongyan did not cut to the chase, but chatted with everyone about the local customs and anecdotes of Hangzhou.

Despite this, but everyone did not dare to take it lightly, and when they dealt with it carefully, a certain string in their hearts was still tight, and they were afraid that they would accidentally fall into the trap for a while, so except for a few open-minded literati and celebrities who could talk and laugh with Fan Zhongyan, the other gentlemen and wealthy families coped with it very hard, and before speaking, they always had to think twice to make sure that there was nothing missing in the words before they dared to say it carefully.

Half an hour passed, and I saw Fan Zhongyan raise his glass lightly again, and said with a smile: "Everyone." ”

Isn't it intentional to torture people by making us wait for so long, and now that it has finally come, this thought flashed through the hearts of most people at the banquet, and they exhaled, and then a heart hung again.

The old man still has some things to deal with, so he can only say goodbye first, I hope you will forgive me." Fan Zhongyan smiled faintly, drank the wine in the cup, bowed his hand slightly to everyone, and walked leisurely towards the mountain with a few bureaucrats.

"Too slow." Chu Zhen raised his voice and shouted, and only sat down when Fan Zhongyan and his party disappeared.

Could it be that he really spends the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, people really just set up a banquet with kindness, and meet with themselves and others, there is really nothing else, everyone is secretly thinking in their hearts, and the mood is also very complicated, relieved, but also a little disappointed, regretful, I knew that I had just chatted with Fan Gong a few more words, how to behave.

Of course, there are also some thoughtful people who feel that things will definitely not be so simple, and they glanced at Chu Zhen, and a trace of vigilance flashed in their eyes.

"Lord Chu, but I don't know what happened to Fan Gong going up the mountain?" Shen Liao said curiously: "Zai Xia is no stranger to Nanping Mountain, if necessary, Zai Xia can act as Fan Gong's guide." ”

This is also a question that everyone is concerned about, and when they heard Shen Liao's words, they all paid attention to how Chu Zhen answered.

After taking a sip of Chun Brew, Chu Zhi said casually: "It's nothing, Fan Gong and the elder abbot of Yongming Zen Monastery have been close friends for many years, and I took advantage of my free time today to visit." ”

Fan Zhongyan used to be an official in Hangzhou, and it was not strange to know some local celebrities and scholars, and everyone was relieved, and the more they felt that they were too careful, the more remorseful they were, and some people who reacted cleverly thought of it, no wonder the banquet invitation had the name of Chu Qian, it turned out that Fan Gong had already planned to visit the temple, so he deliberately left Chu Zhi as a companion.

This can prove that this newcomer to Qiantang County still has some status in Fan Gong's heart, and with such talent, his future future is immeasurable.

"But I don't know who Lord Chu is?" A certain gentleman said with Yan Yuese, see if you can have something to do with it, maybe you were an official there back then.

"Ancestral home in Huzhou." Chu Zhen replied casually, which made several gentlemen happy in their hearts, and suddenly heard again: "I grew up in Bianliang since I was a child, and I should be regarded as a person from Bianjing." ”

"What a place." The capital of the Great Song Dynasty and the foot of the Son of Heaven, who dares to say that it is not good.

"Who's to say it's not." Chu Zhi seemed to be deeply touched when he heard this, and sighed lightly and said: "But I remember the March day of Jinming, and the spring breeze led to the big dragon boat. Play and throw water balloons to fight for distance, and the meteor shines a little. ”

Others may be a little inexplicable, but a few of the gentlemen who had been officials in Bianliang sighed in succession, knowing that Chu Zhen was talking about the grand scene of the water drama in Jinmingchi in February and March, and at the end of February every year, the Yushitai posted a yellow list at the Yiqiu Gate of the Imperial Palace, announcing to the general public, allowing the Shishu to parade in Jinmingchi and frolic for a month, and other officials in Beijing can also come to Jinmingchi for a banquet under the premise of doing business.

On the clear spring waves, floating with a big flag lion leopard, barbarian brand sword, gods and ghosts miscellaneous drama of the color boat, in the earth-shaking Duo sound, in the soaring sheng song, in the fresh new treasure splendor, dazzling gun and sword embroidered flag, the real dragon son of heaven fluttered, in Bianliang, if you have not been to Jinmingchi to play, it will be a lifetime of regret.

Hearing Chu Zhen and several gentlemen eagerly talking about the grand scene of Jin Mingchi, the rich gentry present were also yearning for it, and their faces showed envy.

"It's a pity, I don't know when I'll see the lively scene of the bidding competition again." Chu Zhi sighed leisurely, full of loneliness.

"Lord Chu, the bidding and ferry competition above the West Lake in our Hangzhou city is also very lively." Someone spoke in the midst of the feast.

"Oh, yes, I'll see it when I get a chance." Chu Zhi said lightly, the disapproval in his tone was very obvious, and he didn't seem to take this to heart.

The man also seemed to be a little angry, and said stiffly: "It's a pity that the adults came a little late, if it was early." ”

"I can catch the Dragon Boat Festival dragon boat race a month in advance, right, then I can only blame the official for not having this opportunity." After a pause, Chu Zhen said intentionally or unintentionally: "You must know that when you go back to the capital now, you can still see the water swing performance in Jinmingchi." ”

Knowing that there was no other meaning in Chu Qian's words, he was just talking about things by facts, and everyone present still had some bad feelings in their hearts, even if they knew that Hangzhou had no way to compare with Bianliang, but how to say that Hangzhou was also their hometown, they must have been a little unconvinced.

Sensing a strange aura at the banquet, a local gentry in Hangzhou smiled and asked, "I've seen the swing, but I don't know what the adults mean by the water swing?" ”

"To the accompaniment of drums and flutes, a trickster, on a painting boat with a high swing erected, swings faster and faster, swings higher and higher, and then suddenly breaks off his hand, flies into the air, and lightly drills into the water, rippling with waves." Chu Zhi described the scene he saw softly, although his tone was flat, but everyone could also imagine the thrill.

"I hate not being able to see it with my own eyes." Someone sighed.

"If you're going to the capital now, you should be able to see you if you're lucky." Chu Zhen smiled and said, "Otherwise, we can only wait until February and March next year." ”

"Don't be that troublesome." Someone in the corner of the banquet said, "It doesn't take much time to set up a shelf in the middle of the lake." ”

Chu Zhen seemed to be stunned, suddenly laughed, and said after half a sound: "Don't think that performing a thousand miles of water in the lake, it's really simple to build a shelf, but what is the use of being empty and formless, but not knowing its gods, you must know that many things in the world are easy to know and difficult to do." ”

The man was silent, but he was also unconvinced, and Chu Zhen didn't mind, so he chatted with the gentleman next to him about other interesting things in Bianliang City, and gently revealed the matter, and the atmosphere of the banquet slowly warmed up.

The banquet has gradually come to an end, there have been a few drunk and hazy guests who were helped away by the servants, Fan Zhongyan did not appear again, and there was no abnormal situation, at this time most people felt that they were indeed too worried, and they thought about it, Hangzhou City was originally a rich place, the granary in the city was full, and Fan Gong's reputation for honesty and honesty was known to the world, how could he fight his own ideas like some officials.

"Ladies and gentlemen." took out a silk handkerchief and wiped some hot sweat, Chu Zhi stood up, with a smile on his face, and gestured to the four directions, obviously ready to say goodbye and leave.

Suddenly, someone stepped forward and said, "The adults are slow, and the contemptible people have something to ask for, and please ask the adults to give advice." ”

"What's the matter?" Chu Zhen frowned slightly, as if he was a little confused.

"The water swing that the adults just talked about, the contemptible people are very curious, but they don't know what it looks like, can you ask the adults to draw it for the contemptible people to see." The man said respectfully, listening to his voice, it should be the person who said just now that he wanted to build a swing frame in West Lake.

Chu Zhen was full of hesitation, the man saw this, hurriedly beckoned, and immediately someone sent easel pens, ink, paper, inkstones and other objects up, and placed them in front of Chu Qian, and at the same time, the person also stepped forward and bowed his hand again and again, with a sincere attitude, which made people unbearable to refuse.

"Brother Ding, your lord is busy with official business, so don't disturb at will." Someone whispered, quietly stepped forward and tugged at the man's sleeve.

As if thinking about it, Chu Zhen smiled and said, "It's just a gesture, and it's not bothering." ”

After a while, I saw the willows gently swaying and fluttering in the brocade garden forest, the lake is bright, the boat is like a bridge, and it is set on the water swing of the two painting boats, one person is swinging up the swing, diving to the water surface, one person is soaring through the air from the swing frame, and is about to enter the water, although it is just a sketch-like painting, but a few strokes, the posture of the characters in the picture is drawn very expressively, and the thrilling scene of the water swing is expressed.

"Thank you, sir." After the painting, the man surnamed Ding saluted and said, his eyes did not leave the picture in the slightest, and his eyes flashed with a hint of brilliance.

"You're welcome." Putting down the pen casually, Chu Zhen smiled indifferently, greeted everyone at the banquet, and then walked away lightly, and when he walked outside the garden, a bright smile bloomed on his lips.

Seeing Chu Zhen leaving, someone couldn't help but speak: "Brother Ding, could it be that you really plan to fiddle with this water swing and come out." ”

"No, just curious." The man surnamed Ding said, carefully folded the painting, and left.