Chapter 135: From the Bottom Up, Sun Jingyuan's Means (Asking for a Monthly Pass)

… Dan and Sun Yue were talking beside him, and that person was famous if he didn't pay attention to it, but his reputation as a talented man was only limited to Shandong. After coming to the capital, Sun Dan was extremely low-key because he had an inexplicable and unclear relationship with the emperor. Therefore, in the eyes of the people in Shilin, Sun Dan is just a little talent with some talent. The only thing worth saying is that this person has a noble character, and he is quite loyal and courageous when he runs around for Li Meiting's imprisonment.

After seeing the means of Pingqiuri just now. Everyone felt that no matter how Sun Dan behaved. You can't win this game after all.

Moreover, in the name of the calligraphy competition, it is an elegant thing to go to the Sun Mansion to ask for relatives. He was the central figure in today's meeting, and the others were just his foils.

Therefore, everyone gathered around Pingqiuli. Looking at his pair of handwritings, he couldn't help but admire, but forgot about Sun Dan.

In fact, it is no longer very important that Sun Dan does not appear.

Sun Dan sneered when he saw this scene.

In the eyes of everyone present, this competition is like garbage time for the Zhaoqiu game. The highlights are over, and it doesn't matter if you watch the rest or not. It's a pity that you don't know that although Pingqiuli is already ahead now, I still have three points to shoot. Let's see me blow you up with one move.

He borrowed Sun Dan and stepped forward.

The desk was already crowded with officials, and it was already impossible, but fortunately, Sun Dan had been practicing martial arts diligently recently, and his body was much stronger.

Seeing Sun Dan step forward, Ping Qiuli's left eye was empty again, revealing a smile. Because of his empty eye, the corner of his left mouth was slightly raised, making his smile look very weird: "Brother Jingyuan." I heard that you are also a good calligrapher, and I have never had the opportunity to see your calligraphy, so don't let me down today. ”

As soon as he spoke. The hall, which had been a little noisy just a moment ago, also fell silent.

The table is covered with a layer of wool felt cushions, which are neatly placed in the four treasures of the study. Huichang Hou Sun's supplies are naturally extremely exquisite, the paper is a good pepper paper, and the ink is Taishan pine smoke. The pen is a fox tail long hair, and the inkstone is a small Xiangxia end inkstone.

Just now, Sun Yue and Ping Qiuli each wrote a pair of big characters, and the ink in the inkstone had dried up.

Sun Dan refilled the inkstone, rolled up his sleeves, held the ink in his right hand, pressed his left hand on the back of his right hand, and grinded the ink unhurriedly in an even and steady rhythm.

For a while, the room was filled with the sound of Huo Huo's grinding ink.

The voice is heard. The hearts of the people who were dazzled by the pen in both hands in Ping Qiuli just now calmed down, as if there was a special magic in Sun Dan's grinding ink.

At this time, in Aunt Jing's yard, Sun Jia was talking to her mother, and her face was obviously a little impatient: "Auntie, it's not that I said you, you are also the master, and you play cards with a group of mothers-in-law and maids all day long, and you lose money and lose your temper." No jokes. Although you have been fined for half a year, you still have some shares during the New Year's holidays, as well as your savings from previous years. You don't want to break your face, I still want to save face! ”

Aunt Jing was blushing when her daughter said it. A white piece. Half a day before he said dejectedly: "You don't want this face when I do." Recently, my lord has often come to my yard, and somehow I have been jealous of my wife, and even my reward at the end of the year has been deducted for the New Year. Some time ago. Your two uncles who are not angry have sent a letter saying that since we moved to the capital, they have lost their income and are living miserably. Seeing that this is about to be the New Year, the family wants to eat or not, whether they want to wear or not, let me send some money to save my life. ”

"Those two people only know that they need money for food and wine all day long, and Hugh said Auntie, you are only more than one or two months a month, even if you have gold and silver. The food and drink for their families have to be hollowed out

"Hey!" Aunt Jing sighed, and suddenly wept and said, "You and I don't know this truth." You also know what the character of your two uncles is, and if you leave us, you are afraid that you will really starve to death. There are only these two men in my Jing family, and it is impossible to watch my old Jing family break its roots. Some time ago, I wondered if I should let them come to the capital to see if I could ask the master to find a way for them to support their families. But. From Shandong to the capital, the food and drink of the two families for thousands of miles is not a small amount. But what can I do, put these two brothers on the stall, "gritting my teeth, I will give them thirty taels", but now that it is the end of the year, I only have more than one or two silver left, "I lost a fine money yesterday when I played cards with others, and I still owe some foreign debts to my daughter, and I am also anxious for my mother."

Aunt Jing said a lot of miscellaneous things, and Sun Jia was annoyed when she heard it: "You." You! "After all, it's my biological mother. If it doesn't work anymore, it's impossible to watch her lose her face.

Sun Jia sighed: "How much do you still owe others, the debt is not more than a year,"

Seeing Sun Jia loosen her mouth, Aunt Jing was overjoyed, her eyes rolled around, and she looked at her daughter timidly: "I still owe Aunt Wang one or two to the house, the six coins of the old Su family in the concierge, and four taels to the daughter-in-law of the Shi family over there in Tongzhou Zhuangzi."

"Don't say it, don't say it, I'll pay it back for you." Sun Jia felt very bitter in her heart, it was really depressing to have such a mother on the stall. She took out a silver ticket from her bosom and handed it over: "Give you a hundred taels." Is it enough? ”

"Enough, too much Aunt Jing hurriedly took the silver ticket, pinched it, held it up to the sun and took a photo, and then looked at the patterns and imprints on it.

Sun Jia was unhappy: "Auntie, it's true." "The Lu family's money tickets are now widely circulated in the capital. In particular, one or two small tickets are a must-have for people to travel at home. Because the money ticket is just a colorful paper ticket, it is very easy to forge. Therefore, Sun Dan has made a lot of anti-counterfeiting measures. Per. The two are numbered, with patterns and imprints, and one of them is a silver foil concave taste※

The paper used to make banknotes is also very special, in addition to adding flower boards, yellow rackets and other moth-proofing drugs, but also adding a lot of rag fibers, the quality of the paper is also first-class in the world, and the cost of each money ticket reaches an astonishing penny.

"That's it. That's my own daughter. How is it possible to give me counterfeit money. Jing Yanniang blushed rarely, and was a little embarrassed.

After receiving the money, Aunt Jing still chattered: "I don't want to use this money, after your two uncles and two families come to the capital, where do you not need money to settle down or something?" I thought about it. Your younger brother Sun Gui is now also a protégé of Xiao Yang. Who is the Yang family, that is a figure like Zhuge Liang when he is a courtier. I pondered. Do you ask your younger brother to beg Yang Fu, but it really can't work, so I beg Xiao Yang to see if I can help your two unsuccessful uncles find a position in the capital. ”

"Pull it, you really take Sun Hang as a treasure. Although he is Yang Shen's protégé, will the Yang family take him seriously? Sun Jia sneered: "Hugh said that it was Sun Gui, even if it was my father, I am afraid that he may not be able to talk to Yang Xiang." Aunt. If you are really good to your uncle. I could have found a way for them to live.

was about to continue, but saw Fengxian rushing in, with a round face full of joy: "Congratulations to Auntie, Congratulations Miss, something is wrong" Because she was in a hurry, she accidentally knocked over a pot of plum blossoms in the garden, and tears fell in pain.

"You little hoof is in a hurry to be reincarnated." Aunt Jing scolded: "What happened."

Feng Xian touched her legs and smiled with tears in her eyes: "Congratulations, Miss, you are getting married." ”

"What".

Aunt Jing and Sun Jia shouted at the same time.

Aunt Jing said again and again: "Fengxian, say it quickly." Did someone come to the door to propose, is it the son of a princess family in the capital? ”

Fengxian shook his head: "It's not from the capital, just now the little one overheard it in the lobby, it seems to be a person from Qingzhou, Shandong, called Ping, or something." ”

"Is it called Pingqiuli?" Sun Jia's face was a little pale, and her body couldn't help but shake slightly.

"Yes, yes, yes. It was he Fengxian who nodded again and again.

Aunt Jing didn't notice her daughter's abnormality, and when she heard that she was not a child of a wealthy family in the capital, she was a little disappointed: "It turned out that she was from Shandong, and I don't know what her family background is?" ”

Sun Jia: "Don't ask, I've heard about it in this Pingqiu."

"What, you know this person too. Daughter. Say it. What is this man? ”

Sun Jia gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Pingqiuli." A native of Qingzhou, Shandong, he is 22 years old. has not yet married a wife, raised fame, and was the protégé of Mao Ji, the second assistant of the cabinet of the dynasty, and the think tank under the throne of Jianghua in Qingzhou. The family is wealthy, and he has close contacts with many Jin merchants. If I'm not mistaken, he has at least 500,000 taels of cash on hand

"Amitabha, Amitabha". Aunt Jing smiled when she heard this, clasped her hands together, and said with a smile: "I'll just say that my Jiajia will marry into a wealthy family as a wife in the future." This Pingqiu is so good. There is also a master, and there is such a noble teacher, who will definitely enjoy all the glory and wealth in the future. Daughter, take your luck. When you meet such a wishful man, just wait to wear gold and silver."

Sun Jia lost the color of blood on her face, ignored her mother, and asked Fengxian rhetorically: "He," did he come to propose marriage, who is the matchmaker? ”

"I haven't mentioned kiss yet, I'm writing in the lobby with Brother Yue and Brother Tan." Fengxian is articulate, and in a few words, everything born of talent will be made clear.

After hearing this, Sun Jia muttered, "Sun Dan is also here." Fortunately, fortunately, it did not disappoint me. Let's go, let's take a look. After speaking, he ran towards the lobby with the phoenix.

Aunt Jing shouted in the back: "Hey, one of your girls ran over to peek at what was going on with your future aunt, and she was not afraid of people's jokes, hey."

Sun Jia didn't look back, she ran fast, and suddenly had a strange thought in her heart: Sun Dan, Sun Dan, if I really get married, what will you think?

When Sun Jia ran to the lobby and hid behind the screen to peek, Sun Dan had already finished grinding the ink.

He lifted a long brush, looked at the ink in the inkstone, and it was not very full, so he held it in the air, and did not put down the pen for a long time.

No one spoke in the lobby, and Sun Jia was so quiet that she could hear her heartbeat. She felt anxious in her heart: "Sun Dan, Sun Dan, why don't you write yet." What exactly are you waiting for? ”

glanced at Ping Qiuli beside Sun Dan again, and had to admit that this Ping Qiuli was a very handsome young man. The skin is white, the figure is thin and tall, the eyebrows are thick and the eyes are starry, and there is a heavy soothing air.

Although Sun Dan is also a famous little talent, he is not good-looking, wearing a gray servant's robe and standing beside Pingqiuli, just like a local chicken standing next to a phoenix.

But somehow, the more Sun Jia looked at Sun Dan's face, which had gradually become dark, the more pleasing it became. But Pingqiuli's somewhat pale face and the rolling Adam's apple under her chin made her feel nauseous.

At the thought of maybe living with this person in the future, Sun Jia felt a cold poisonous snake crawling on her vest, which made her goosebumps.

In the matter of money tickets, Sun Dan can be the shopkeeper, but Sun Jia knows everything well. She has also heard about the recent actions of several major Jin businessmen in Beijing. She couldn't be more clear about who this Pingqiu was. I also know what he was thinking when he came to Sun's house today. Thinking about what kind of character Pingqiu is, he actually falls in love with such a concubine woman as himself, and things are not as simple as they seem on the surface.

Just as he was thinking about it, Sun Dan's hand that stopped in mid-air suddenly fell, and he only heard a low cry from everyone. Sun Jia hurriedly looked over quietly and saw it. I don't think it's a flute:

It turned out that Sun Dan should have written "I am from Huangzhou" in this pen, and the "I" should have written that stroke in the first stroke according to the normal way of writing. But Sun Dan's pen went down, but it was a long stroke.

Sun Dan's brush didn't have much ink on it, and this one was quick and urgent, like a scimitar breaking through the air. The strength is sharp, and it wants to come out through the paper.

Is there a typo?

Before everyone woke up, Sun Dan added another stroke to the pinch, followed by a little and a horizontal.

A "Ge" word jumped on the paper.

Now, everyone understood. It turns out that this Sun Dan is writing in reverse strokes.

Reverse stroke order writing is a very skillful thing, first you have to have a clear idea of the structure of the words you are writing, and have a strong spatial thinking ability. Ordinary people write like this, because the structure is not well controlled, and the written words are crooked, which is unsightly.

When Sun Dan finished writing this word, everyone couldn't help but nodded: the frame structure is extremely accurate, and the words are not bad. But. This is too dry and not mellow enough. There is a tendency to overexert force.

The aesthetic taste of the literati of the Ming Dynasty paid attention to hiding but not revealing. Clean and mellow, and Sun Dan wrote this. The words are too sharp, and some people don't like it.

Everyone sighed in their hearts, and said in their hearts, although Sun Dan's bottom-up technique was dazzling, calligraphy was not juggling, and if you want to win this game, you have to rely on your real skills to speak.

Everyone's reaction, Sun Dan saw it in his eyes, but he was not in a hurry in his heart, and he also had strong confidence in winning this game.

In today's competition, everyone said in advance that it was written in block letters, which was right for Sun Dan's appetite. He already wrote beautifully is Song Huizong's thin gold body, and he has worked hard for more than ten years before he crossed into the Ming Dynasty, not to mention the samadhi in Zhao Xuan's calligraphy, and he also got one of the two ambiguities.

The calligraphy of the Song Dynasty was very charming, and there was nothing outstanding about the single word. Sometimes they even look thin. But if it is linked into a single article, it has a unique charm. The so-called: "Heavenly bones are beautiful." It's fun. "Very personal.

Although many people in later generations learned this kind of calligraphy, it was rare to find the sense of calligraphy.

Moreover, writing this kind of character requires a high level of cultural literacy and a calm and relaxed state of mind in order to make its characteristics to the fullest. Therefore. Sun Dan had been grinding ink for a long time just now before he forcibly suppressed the restlessness in his heart. Wait until your mind is calm. Only then did he write down one stroke at a time.

"I've been in Huangzhou since I've had three cold foods,"

However, the cross has already waved the artistic conception of being thin as a shaved and the side as a blue bamboo.

At the beginning of the net, everyone was still surprised by Sun Dan's anti-stroke order, and they were also sighing that these words looked separate one by one, and there was nothing surprising. But when this cross is written, the thin words are connected together, and the cool air that blows on the face makes people's hearts shock.

In a trance, the old man wearing a hat, wearing a Yuan Yi, and holding a bamboo cane seemed to jump out on the paper. Next to it is a large river that flows eastward. The sound of rumbling water, the turbidity wave emptying. In the drizzle. The gray-headed scholar Su looked up to the sky and smiled: "I have come to Huangzhou, and I have passed three cold foods, and I want to cherish spring every year, and I can't regret spring when I go." It's been a bitter rain this year."

"Good!" The official of the Ministry of Rites, who was the judge, sighed lightly: "For so many years, the people who have learned to thin the gold body have a lot of weight, but no one has the true meaning. After reading this pair of words today, I realized what it means to be thin without losing its flesh, and you can see Zangfeng at the turn. ”

"Yes, it's not just a matter of being able to write well. A word, an article, is a whole. Words and words must also be paid attention to the echo between the front and back. Pay attention to the charm and uniformity. Sun Dan's pair of words, let's not talk about good or bad, or this unique writing method. In terms of the fun of pen and ink and the rhyme between the words, it has won the balance of Pingqiuli. In this game, it was obviously he who won. ”

"Hey, what are you doing so early, I still want to finish reading this cold food post." The other judge paused.

"Ah, I forgot. Sun Dan, you write down, write down! ”

There were only three judges in the room, and the rest of the people were speechless by this beautiful thin gold body.

Sun Jia let out a long breath when she heard this, and she was about to jump for joy.

This time. Sun Dan gently put the pen in his hand on the pen holder and said quietly, "I'm done." Judges, please. ”

No one spoke, and everyone was still immersed in the artistic conception of calligraphy, unable to withdraw for a long time.

Know, 10,000

After a long time, the official of the Ministry of Rites said, "Do you still need us to say more?" Whether it's technique, technique, or words, your words are exquisite. ”

"Well, I won" Sun Dan glanced at Ping Qiuli; "You lost, do you still want to marry Sun Jia?"

In Pingqiu, the left eye was empty again, and the right eye burst out with a snowy light. He leaned into Sun Dan's ear. whispered: "It turns out that you also love Miss Sun Jia!" Your surname is Sun, and Miss Sun Jia is also surnamed Sun. Oh, the meat of the five suits" By the way, everyone is burning the hot stove next to the fire word, but I don't know whether the fire in the east or the fire in the west will be strong in the future. You win this game. I am a person who comes and goes freely in Pingqiu, so naturally I will not entangle with you in this matter. Let's come to Japan for a long time! ”

After speaking, he threw the real scroll of Su Shi on the table. Throw your hands down and float away.

Than: There's no way, I'm going to fall off the list, so I have the cheekiness to ask for a monthly pass.

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