The clouds were thick, and the drizzle was like a chain of beads with broken threads, scattered from the sky and falling in the pond to stir up ripples and microwaves; Scattered among the pines and cypresses, the sound of "popping" sounded. Welcome to 78 Reading .//

"In autumn, the banana wind is half cracked. The pond is swollen, and the rain is sparse. The sound of the grass rests around the masonry. Sorrowful bowels learn all the clove knots... A man in his thirties looked out the window at the nine-curved bridge and green pine and ancient cypress, clapped his hands together, and read softly. This person is wearing a five-clawed golden dragon python robe, a gold-inlaid jade yellow belt around his waist, a white face and a short beard, his eyebrows are tightly locked, his eyes are slightly fascinated, and his expression reveals a faint sense of compassion.

After the man finished groaning, he stood with his hands in his hands, staring out the window in a daze, muttering to himself from time to time, not knowing what to say.

This is the Ci'an Hall in the Jinling Imperial Palace, where Emperor Li Jing handled official business, received the Futu and real people of the two families of Shi and Dao, and recited poems against him. This hall is very spacious, in the middle of the dark red pear flower table more than one meter high, there are a few pieces of fine rice paper on the table, there is a square light cyan stone inkstone in the upper right corner, a dish of water, a pen holder, an old eunuch in his fifties, is slowly grinding. Behind the table is a copy bench carved with a golden dragon, and the left and right armrests are also inlaid with this jasper tiger, which is crystal clear and beautiful. Behind the chair are 16 screens more than five feet high, which are not the common pictures of ladies, pine cranes and longevity, nor are they tigers descending the mountains and golden dragons rushing into the sky, but a gentle and quiet rural farming map, the sun is shining, the people are farming, or picking mulberries, and there are three or two children playing by the river, not far from them, there are several women washing clothes by the river. In the picture, there is an indescribable atmosphere of peace and happiness, perhaps the pure land of the world, the paradise of the paradise is nothing more than that.

On each side of the front of the table, there are four chairs, which are supposed to be used to reward and rest with the ministers when discussing with the ministers. Further on, there was the gate of the curtain, and on each side there were two little eunuchs, standing with their hands down.

This is the corridor outside the door, and a guard hurriedly walked over, lightly opened the curtain, and the little eunuch on the left, whispered a few words, the little eunuch understood, and then gestured to him with his eyes to take a little, and then pinched and gently walked to the old eunuch who was grinding ink, and whispered a few words.

The old eunuch frowned, looked at Li Jing, who was still muttering, and was about to shake his head, motioning for the guard to wait a little longer. I heard Li Jing high-five and said: "This word of writing rain is actually the best for Feng Qing, hey, I have been thinking about it for a long time, and I have shortened more than how many beards, and it is not comparable to this word." ”

The old eunuch said softly: "Since ancient times, most of the poems that have written rain scenes are melancholy. Nowadays, the people of the Tang Dynasty are healthy, there are no less than hundreds of thousands of tigers, Your Majesty is rich all over the world, enjoying the world in peace, what is there to worry about, from this point of view, it is not that Your Majesty can't write the rain scene, but that the drizzle does not understand Your Majesty's mind. ”

"Huang Hao, you are getting better and better at talking. Hehe... Li Jing laughed, laughed, glanced at the guard at the door again, and asked, "What's the matter?" As soon as Chen Jue left, all day long, these officials just came to bother me with some trivial things. ”

The guard bowed down and said, "Your Majesty, Han Xizai, a member of the Ministry of Rites, has come to see you." ”

After Li Jing waved it, he sat back on the throne with an expressionless face, waved his hand and said, "Let him in." ”

After a short time, Han Xizai walked in, still holding a scroll in his hand, and he didn't know what was drawn on it. Han Xizai knelt down and said: "Han Xizai, a member of the Weichen Rites Department, knocked to see Your Majesty and returned the decree. ”

Li Jing glanced at him boredly and said, "Please, everything is given to the colt... Eh, has it been given to the five princes? ”

"Your Majesty, they have all been sent to the post station. Lord Ma is very grateful to His Majesty for his generous gift. ”

At the last banquet, although Li Tang lost his momentum and face at the beginning, but later when he talked about poetry and painting and Confucian classics, Li Tang gained the upper hand again. Only that Li Festival is still a bit cultured, barely enough to say a few sentences. Therefore, Li Jing has no good impression of this future son-in-law who does not learn and has no skills, and sometimes sighs secretly in his heart, he has grown a good body of a poet in vain, he looks handsome and polite, but he didn't expect to be such a rude and rude person, what a waste.

Li Jing thought of this, and secretly mentioned that his daughter was not worthy, and asked casually: "What kind of performance did he show when he saw those treasures?" ”

"A greedy image, holding something and loving it, for fear of breaking it." Han Xizai replied in a deep voice, as if he didn't realize the meaning of Li Jing's words at all.

Li Jing snorted disdainfully, and said secretly in his heart: I knew that this was the case, that Ma Yun must be a greedy guy, but unfortunately this stupid guy like a pig calf probably can't recognize a few big characters, hey, he wasted his precious calligraphy and paintings in vain.

Thinking of this, Li Jing couldn't help but be angry, and said unhappily: "Go back and tell Zhou Zong, don't worry about anything now." Hey, it's really... He glanced at Han Xizai, who was neither humble nor arrogant, and swallowed back the cruel words below, this person's talent is not bad, but it's a pity that he doesn't have to go on the right path, he doesn't know what to be busy with all day, and it is rare to write a few poems in a year.

Li Jing wanted to wave his hand and beat Han Xizai away, so that he could continue his literary path. Hey, the road is long, only Chen Jue, Cha Wenhui, Feng Yansi, these people can keep up with their pace, and the rest of the ministers... Qu high and low is also a kind of distress.

"Your Majesty, the minister thinks that on the contrary, Lord Ma has to guard against it. Yes, he seems to be very greedy for money on the surface, and he can't put down jewelry, jade, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, but Yichen carefully observed, he was careful when he picked it up, for fear of breaking it, but when he put it down, there was no trace of nostalgia in his eyes. This person's greed for money is probably contrived and can never be trusted. Han Xizai said categorically.

Li Jing not only has no good impression of Ma Yun, but also despises Ma Yun very much, how can a person who can't even make limericks be a talented character? Han Xizai's words, not only did he not listen to them, but he felt that Han Xizai was a little unreasonable, okay, if someone else's things are in his hands, he will immediately hold them in his arms and never put them down, is that greedy?

Han Xizai didn't seem to believe Li Jing when he saw it, and hurriedly explained: "Your Majesty, there is another point, when the minister introduced Zhang Xu's famous post, Lord Ma actually reversed it... ”

Before Han Xizai finished speaking, Li Jing laughed and said, "This idiot, Zhang Xu's wild grass must be one he doesn't recognize, you let him appreciate it, does he understand?" "My heart hurts even more.

"Your Majesty, those rewarded items, the minister gave a careful introduction to Lord Ma one by one, this Zhang Xu's name card is the last one, and when it was introduced here, it had taken more than half an hour. When Ma Yun received the post, he was already a little impatient, just imagine, if he is a greedy person, even if he doesn't know how to appreciate it, but he knows the value of this post, not only will he not be impatient, but he should be overjoyed. Han Xizai continued to analyze.

"That's probably because he doesn't understand, that's why he's impatient." Li Jing said assumedly.

"Your Majesty, according to the policy implemented by this person in the four prefectures of Jingnan, how can he be a greedy person for money? If you support the people and do not love money, your plans will be great. As he spoke, he presented a picture scroll with both hands, and said, "Your Majesty, this is a portrait of Ma Yun painted by Lord Gu Hongzhong, please take a look at it." ”

"Oh, Gu Hong has a new painting in the middle of it, bring it to me quickly." Li Jing, who had always been very bored, suddenly brightened his eyes and urged. He thought Huang Hao was walking slowly, so he actually got up himself, snatched the scroll from Huang Hao's hand, and took a closer look at it on the imperial table.

"Oh, it's so drawn. The structure of this character's clothing is both neat and concise, neat and free, and the outlined curve is like a bent iron coil wire, soft and rigid. The colors of the characters' costumes, blue and white, are interspersed with each other, there are contrasts and echoes, and the colors are not much, but they appear rich and unified. It's everyone's words. Hehe. Well, when I have time, I personally inscribed a poem on it. Li Jing and his input praised continuously.

The emperor Lao'er, the answer is not what he asked. Han Xizai was stunned, swallowed dryly, and continued: "Your Majesty, don't you think this painting... ”

"Yes..." Li Jing glanced at Han Xizai, looked at the painting carefully, touched his chin, as if he was going to stick a few short whiskers, and said after a while: "One room, one person, one screen, this painting seems a little monotonous, but it is also a masterpiece." ”

Seeing Li Jing groaning, Han Xizai's hope in his heart increased greatly, who would have thought that after half a day, Li Jing would actually hold back this sentence, he couldn't help but feel a little frustrated in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Don't you think that this Ma Yun is heroic and compelling, and it is definitely not a thing in the pool?" ”

Han Xizai is quite literate, and he took out a painting coldly, Li Jing thought that he was going to take the school examination himself, and he was confident at the moment and had a little expectation, hoping that Han Xizai would evaluate his comments on whether they were right. Unexpectedly, Han Xizai didn't let him look at the paintings, but at the people.

Li Jing was a little unhappy in his heart, but we are artists. Just now, Li Jing looked at this painting from the perspective of a pure art worker and felt that the painting style was excellent, but now he has to look at the portrait of the person in the painting from the perspective of a person who does not know how to paint, this is like a gourmet, originally to taste the beauty of the food, but you asked him to evaluate whether the raw materials of the dish are up to standard. What a depressing way to be.

Li Jing is knowledgeable and has a good temper. So I took a closer look: the person in the painting is in the middle of the room, with his back against the longevity picture of the pine crane, the person is delicate, the sword eyebrows are bright, and there is a faint heroic atmosphere between the eyebrows. This painting shows people's brilliance vividly, but it makes Li Jing have a faint question in his heart, is this heroic young man still a few days ago, drunk and drunk?

"This man's forehead is rich and broad, and he should be noble, but it is a pity that the heavenly court is tilted, and the nobility leaks out; The eyebrows are raised, the left is long and the right is short, and the temper is short, and the sex is uncertain; The nose is bulging and large, and the mouth is large and closed... Li Jing looked at it and thought about Chen Zhenren's assertion the day before yesterday, this person may really not be worried. It's just that this painting, the popularity in this painting is extraordinary, rich and handsome, no matter how you look at it, it is a little contradictory to Chen Zhenren's words.

"Your Majesty, numerology is like painting, even if you draw the same person, the angle is different, and the demeanor is thousands of miles apart." Han Xizai said in a deep voice.

Li Jing glanced at Han Xizai, smiled, and rolled up the scroll.

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