Jiang Liusu smiled and said to An Fuzi: "That's it, An Fuzi, this matter should be regarded as a mistake by the kid, don't take it to heart, just say a few words of laughter, why are you still angry?" Aren't you afraid of being told that you don't have a measure? I'm only thirteen years old, and your beard is gray, and you're sulking with me, and your face isn't red? ”

An Fuzi snorted lightly and said, "The old man has already married a wife at the age of thirteen, and when he marries a wife, he is naturally an adult, and your kid is already thirteen, why can't I be angry with you?" You kid, you're so biased. ”

"Hee-hee-hee." Jiang Liusu smiled lowly, and then said: "Your generation is different from my generation, my Jiang family has rules, you must be fifteen years old to marry the main family." ”

Wang Lu smiled and said, "Okay, Liu Su, don't be angry with the master anymore." ”

An Fuzi chuckled: "I can really fight with this kid, it's just that he is idle, hahahaha." ”

Wang Lucao chuckled and arched his hand, and said, "Master, there are a lot. ”

An Fuzi said: "That's natural, that's it, you can go and play by yourself." ”

Shen Kang and Wang Lu gave up their hands: "Goodbye to Master An." ”

Jiang Liusu listened to An Fuzi's words, his face was red with anger and his neck was thick, and while being dragged away by the two of them, he couldn't help but turn his head and said, "An Fuzi, you, you, you ......"

Wang Lu said: "Don't leave you, you don't have anything to do, don't be embarrassed on such an occasion." ”

Jiang Liuxuan turned his face and said with a sigh of relief: "This old man, it's so angry!" Fang was still arguing with me very well, and in a blink of an eye, he changed his face, no, I have to theorize with him. ”

Shen Kang smiled: "Second brother, you are doing this, like a child who has not grown up, very ungraceful." ”

Jiang Liuchou "......"

Wang Lu Cao: "Okay, go see the scenery, eat something to pad your stomach, and the poetry meeting will officially start in a while, so you can't drink for entertainment." ”

Wang Bolun and Wang Dazhang have been drinking for three rounds, and the hour is almost the same, Wang Dazhang stood up and said: "Today, people of insight from my Fengyang Mansion gather here, it is really a grand event, and this mansion will not say much, please compose a poem with the theme of the white egret." ”

Wang Bolun smiled: "Lord Wang, since it is a competition, there should be a lottery head, right?" ”

Wang Dazhang smiled slightly and said, "What do you mean?" ”

Wang Bolun said: "This official has a new party of emblem ink, which can be used as a color head." ”

As soon as the readers below heard about Hui Mo, their eyes were shining, and they wanted to see what the texture of Hui Mo in Wang Bolun's mouth was.

Wang Bolun waved his hand, and the next person came with a tray in his hand, and there was a small brocade box on the tray, Wang Bolun got up and picked up the brocade box, opened the lid of the box, and handed it to Wang Dazhang to take a look.

Wang Dazhang took a look at it, and couldn't help but praise it: "It's as dark as paint, light as a cloud, clear as water, and as muddy as a lan." It has a fragrant body like a good body, and light like the hair of a wife. It's really a rare good ink! ”

Wang Bolun said with a smile: "This square ink is called Qinghong. ”

Wang Dazhang twisted his beard, handed the ink back with a smile, and said, "It turns out that this is the Qinghong in the ten colors and ten inks, Lord Wang's colorful head seems to be too big." ”

The people below didn't react much, they only heard that it was a rare sight of good ink, and they were eager to try to get it, as for what ten colors and ten inks, no one cared, but Wang Lucao was shocked.

"It's actually the Qinghong in the ten-colored ink, it's too precious, how could my uncle think of using it as a color head?"

Shen Kang was slightly stunned and asked, "What ten-colored ink?" The younger brother had never heard of it. ”

Jiang Liuxuan smiled lowly and said, "There are still things in this world that Shen Sanlang doesn't know, so let me deign to tell you about these ten colors and ten inks." ”

Shen Kang smiled slightly: "I want to hear about it." ”

Jiang Liuqing coughed twice, smiled nobly, and said: "It is said that in the second year after Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty succeeded to the throne, the old empress dowager died, and Huizong changed the name of the country to Jianzhong Yasukuo. It was in this year that the young Huizong immediately appointed Han Zhongyan, the eldest son of Han Qi and the old school, as the ruler, and soon promoted to the right minister. At the same time, the degraded old-fashioned officials were reinstated, and the old-fashioned officials came to power one after another. During that period, it was the time of chaos in the court, and for Huizong, it was the beginning of the big fist, as we all know, Huizong is a world where everything can be done, but not the emperor of the emperor, he loves calligraphy and painting since he was a child, and admires the elegance of Li Yu, the queen of the Southern Tang Dynasty, and wants to take the opportunity to take the opportunity to take the position of the ministers of the court, naturally it is to do what he likes, and offer the treasures related to calligraphy and painting to flatter him. ”

Jiang Liuxuan paused slightly, and found that many people around him were listening, so he continued to talk even more proudly.

"In November of the first year of the Yasukuni Dynasty, Deng Xunwu initiated the theory that Huizong should expound on Shenzong, attacked Han Zhongyan, the left minister, and recommended Cai Jing as the prime minister, which was supported by the ruling Wen Yi and adopted by Huizong, and first decided to change the next year to the first year of Chongning at the end of the same month, and clearly declared that he would abandon the policy of reconciliation and change it to Chongfa Xining to change the law.

This Cai Jing was a political opportunist, Wang Anshi supported the reform of the law when he changed the law, Yuan Youchu echoed Sima Guang to actively overthrow the new law, and Shao Shengchu actively echoed the new law. Getting such an opportunity, Cai Jing naturally couldn't let it go easily. However, soon after Huizong ascended the throne, he was attacked by the old school and was seized of his post to promote the palace to live in Hangzhou (now Zhejiang), befriending the eunuch Tong Guan who went to Hangzhou to collect calligraphy and paintings, Cai Jing was good at calligraphy and gradually was appreciated by Song Huizong, who can be called a painter and calligrapher, and he secretly invited a number of ink makers to his home, and imprisoned them in the secret room to make ink, the ink makers had no other way, in order to make the best ink, they read the ancient books day and night, and tried to make it for three years before they got ten pieces of ink. It is rumored that these ten pieces of ink are well-decorated, the style is beautiful, the color is black as lacquer, the light can be seen, the quality is extremely light and clear, it has the fragrance of nature, it is not scattered into the paper, the pen is not blocked, the gelatinity is not moist in the summer, and the gelatinization is not in the cold. Cai Jing named these ten pieces of ink after color and texture, of which three pieces of ink, purple, gold and jade, and blue waves, were used by Huizong, and the remaining seven pieces have long been lost. ”

Shen Kang couldn't help asking, "Then that's how Cai Jing returned to the court?" ”

Jiang Liuxuan nodded and said with a smile: "Few people know about this anecdote, that is, we are high-ranking families and have rumors, and outsiders don't know about it." Outsiders only know that Deng Xunwu and Wen Yi know that Huizong will reuse Cai Jing, and they strongly recommend Cai Jing when they submit their opinions on the new law, believing that Huizong "must use Cai Jing if he wants to follow the chronicles." But I don't know the story of this ten-colored ink. ”

Shen Kang suddenly realized: "It's really unheard of, the younger brother has been taught." ”

Everyone on the side listened with relish, and they knew how precious the color head Wang Bolun took out, and whether this story was true or not, just the ink handed down in the Song Dynasty had great value.