Chapter 67: The Immutable Truth
Zhao Dezhao turned around and left, the carriage flowed by, passed the bazaar, and went to the place where Han Derang lived.
Zhao Dezhao immediately changed into an ordinary service in the car, with narrow sleeves and a black gauze hat, just like a son of the Tang Dynasty.
"Your Highness looks good in whatever she wears." Xiao Guizi said on the side.
"Fuck off, did you say that about this king?" Zhao Dezhao couldn't wait to kick the little nobleman, "I'll talk to Mr. Han later, don't talk too much." ”
"No."
The carriage and horse had already arrived in the west of the city, and the little nobleman came forward to knock on the door, and the servants in front of the door saw it, and hurriedly came to see it, and then entered to tell Han Derang.
Han Derang knew that His Royal Highness King Wei had arrived, and immediately came out of the inner garden to greet him, bowed his body, and said, "Han Derang has seen His Highness." ”
Zhao Dezhao asked: "Is Mr. Han's family living safely, if it is not appropriate, please inform the people around you, and this king can take care of everything for you." ”
"Your Highness, you have to thank Your Highness, I didn't expect Your Highness to pick up all the family members who have to be let go to Kaifeng, it's really embarrassing for Your Highness."
Zhao Dezhao waved his hand and said: "Since I can get Mr. over, I can naturally get Mr.'s family over, and Mr. Dezhao can also get him if he needs it." ”
When Zhao Dezhao said this, Han Derang smiled embarrassedly.
"His Royal Highness Lao bothered." Han De conceded, and then said, "If Your Highness is a moment late, I will have to take my family around again." ”
Zhao Dezhao understood what Han Derang meant, and he said: "Mr. Han, it's inconvenient to talk here, so let's go in and talk." ”
"Yes." Han Derang felt that he was rude, and immediately owed himself.
The two walked through the shadow wall and along the corridor, Han Derang saw his sister practicing martial arts in the courtyard in the courtyard, and Zhao Dezhao also saw a woman in a blue shirt with narrow sleeves in the courtyard, holding a long sword in the courtyard.
"Brother Jean, who is this?" Han Derang's sister, Han Qing'er saw her brother following a young man, immediately stopped the long sword in her hand, chased after him and asked, when he saw Zhao Dezhao, he saw that this person was heroic and dignified, so he said: "This little brother is so handsome!" ”
Zhao Dezhao smiled awkwardly and said, "Little lady Han smiled." ”
Han Derang glared at Han Qing'er and said, "Qing'er, this is my brother's guest, you go to practice swords, my brother has something to discuss with the guest." ”
"Let my brother, Qing'er know." Han Qing'er responded, "This little brother, I'll see you later." ”
When Zhao Dezhao heard Han Qing'er's words, he was stunned in his heart, daring to love women with grassland blood.
Then Han Derang invited Zhao Dezhao to a place called "Xuelu" in the back house.
Zhao Dezhao looked up and saw the word "Snow House", so he said: "Mr. The name is good, the scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting, snow under the house." Unfortunately, in March and April, spring flowers are in full bloom, and there are still many months before the middle of winter and heavy snow. ”
"Your Highness praised."
The two entered the "Snow House" and put the topic on the main topic.
In the blink of an eye, the two had been discussing in the "Snow House" for an hour and a half, and because it was getting late, Zhao Dezhao had to get up and say goodbye, planning to continue going at this time tomorrow afternoon.
When Zhao Dezhao passed by the backyard, the figure was still there, with a long sword fluttering, clothes flying, and a heroic female swordsman.
Han Qing'er blurted out: "Little brother, can you dance a sword?" The eldest brother, second brother, and third brother didn't accompany me to practice swords, and I didn't know anyone in Tokyo City to practice swords. ”
"Yes." Zhao Dezhao immediately said embarrassedly, "But it's late today, so I'll dance for the little lady another day." ”
Han Qing'er complained: "Okay, little brother, don't forget to bring a sword with you." ”
"That's nature."
Han Derang bowed down and sent it to the door, waiting for Zhao Dezhao's carriage and horse to go away, the sun set, the carriage and horse entered from the north gate of the imperial city, Zhao Dezhao immediately changed back into his clothes, walked into the palace, and went to the state banquet in the Jiying Hall tonight.
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Early the next morning, the morning fog receded, and after leaving the palace gate at the end of the day, Zhao Dezhao first went to visit Fan Zhen's condition, and then saw Han Xizai again in Fan Zhen's room.
Han Xizai was dressed in white clothes and white shirts today, wearing a small hat on his head, holding a fan in his hand, and when he saw Zhao Dezhao, he immediately bowed his body and bowed: "I have seen Your Highness." ”
"Master Han, early."
Han Xizai didn't expect to be lucky enough to meet Zhao Dezhao again in Fan Qianfu today, he was a little flattered, but Han Xizai was not so happy about other people, and since what Zhao Dezhao has done over the years, Han Xizai admires the young prince in front of him who is only fourteen years old, but if he knows that Zhao Dezhao has the intention to restrain himself, will he be flattered.
"I didn't expect Master Han to be a caring person, by the way, since Xiao Wang met Master Han, can you leave a ink treasure for Xiao Wang to admire." Zhao Dezhao also wanted to get a calligraphy.
"Yesterday, I heard that Mrs. Fan said that His Highness is good at calligraphy, and today I also want to see His Highness's writing." Han Xizai didn't say this belittlingly, but he also wanted to see for himself the talent of His Royal Highness King Wei of the Song Kingdom.
"Ah Fu, pen, ink, paper, and inkstone are waiting." Fan Zhen immediately asked Ah Fu, a little servant in the house, to get pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and prepared desks, tables and chairs.
After the items were ready, Zhao Dezhao and Han Xizai began to write and draw on the spread out paper.
Han Xizai is good at steles, quite famous, and there were many people who asked him to be the stele of articles at that time. The system made by it is elegant, and it is called "the wind of Yuanhe".
Han Xizai held the brush in his hand, moved the pen like a god, and began to draw on the paper first, only to see a carp jumping on the Longmen paper between the Danqing pen and ink, lifelike, very expressive.
And Zhao Dezhao there, naturally calligraphy-based, Zhao Dezhao's thin muscles are better than a few years ago, today's thin gold calligraphy pen is fluttering and fast, the handwriting is thin, to thin without losing its flesh, the turning point can be clearly seen Zangfeng, Zhao Dezhao after several years of practice, calligraphy has reached the stage of being superb, and it is naturally the same mind.
Zhao Dezhao thanked him and said that at the end, the place where the signature was "one person in the world", and under it was Zhao Dezhao's pseudonym: Fuchun Mountain Residence.
Zhao Dezhao had already stopped the brush in his hand and waited for Han Xizai to finish painting, and at the same time, he seemed to be strolling leisurely, slowly pacing, standing beside Han Xizai to look at the painting.
This painting reminded Zhao Dezhao of a poem, "The rocks are turbulent, and the ancient city is near the water." There is thirst in the east of the city, but it is not as good as the fish in the water. Zhao Dezhao watched Han Xizai paint, and chanted Shi Jue's "Song in the Mountains" in the Ming Dynasty.
Han Xizai listened to His Royal Highness the King of Wei chanting, he didn't know that there was such a poem in this world, but with just one word, he could see that His Royal Highness the King of Wei was an extraordinary person.
Half an hour later, Han Xizai stopped the brush in his hand.
"Your Highness, the old decay is finished."
Zhao Dezhao walked to the picture scroll of the carp jumping over the dragon gate painted by Han Xizai, the carp seemed to be like a living creature, and his eyes were fixed on Zhao Dezhao.
"Han Fuzi's painting skills are really superb, Xiao Wang admires." Zhao Dezhao praised from the bottom of his heart, and the next moment, he said: "It's a pity, there seems to be a hidden sorrow in this fish, the carp jumping over the dragon gate is a good thing, but it's a pity that this fish feels bound by itself and does not dare to jump on the dragon gate in one step. ”
This painting can originally reflect a person's state of mind, Han Xizai hopes to convey the emotions in his heart with the help of this painting, he is eager to worship the prince and make contributions, but now he has not done a big thing.
Above the dragon gate, the water was turbulent, and he sighed that he probably wouldn't be able to jump up in this life.
"Your Highness has good eyesight, and you can actually see through the old paintings, and the old ones admire!" At this time, Han Xizai came to Zhao Dezhao's calligraphy, and when he saw this font for the first time, he was also very surprised, "Your Highness, this is indeed your calligraphy." ”
"Brother Han,"
"Remembering Qin'e. Jianmen Pass: The west wind is fierce, and the geese in the sky are called frost and morning moon. Frost and early moon, the sound of horses' hooves is broken, and the sound of trumpets is swallowed. Xiongguan Mandao is really like iron, and now it is stepping forward from the beginning. From the beginning, the mountains are like the sea, and the remnant sun is like blood. ”
After reading this poem, Han Xizai seemed to feel the cold moonlight on the sword gate, the swarthy man's face, his eyes, and the spear and sword in his hand, assassinating on the sword gate, and the battlefield scene of iron hooves.
Han Xizai closed his eyes and saw a wild and uninhibited young man from this poem, he held a sword in his hand, and searched for things among thousands of troops...... Zhao Dezhao's "Remembering Qin'e. "Jianmen Pass" brings Han Xizai memories and emotion, and at the same time, he also admires His Royal Highness King Wei very much.
Jianmen Pass, isn't that the first battle that the Song State went through to destroy the Shu State this time. Han Xizai muttered.
Han Xizai then picked up an article by Zhao Dezhao and read it directly, "The destruction of the Six Kingdoms is not good for non-soldiers, the war is not good, and the disadvantage is bribing Qin." Bribing Qin and losing strength is also the way to ruin. Or said: The six countries mourned each other and bribed Qin Ye? Said: Those who do not bribe will be mourned by those who bribe, and those who lose strong reinforcement cannot be finished alone. Therefore, it is said that the disadvantage is that it is ...... to bribe Qin"
After reading this fu, Han Xizai couldn't calm down for a long time, and he looked at Zhao Dezhao with reverence in his eyes, which was comparable to Du Mu's "A Fang Gong Fu". Han Xizai's excited hands couldn't hold this thing anymore, this thing was like a thousand gold burdens pressing on his heart, "Theory of the Six Kingdoms", isn't the current trend of the world just like the Six Kingdoms in the past, why did the Six Kingdoms die in the Qin State, and the Qin State will also die in the future.
On this point, Han Xizai thinks that his vision is not higher than that of Zhao Dezhao, the king of Wei, and he has spent half his life, Han Xizai is chasing fame and fortune, and he is Tian Shelang, and he is in the Tianzi Hall at dusk, although Han Xizai has entered the Tianzi Hall in this life, it is a pity that the national strength of the Tang State is declining day by day, and now the national strength of the Song State is the strongest, and he has the strength to gradually dominate the world.
Han Xizai didn't know that in a few years or more than ten years, the world would eventually be unified, and the Tang Kingdom would disappear after all...... When Han Xizai thought about it, he was a little excited and a little lonely in his heart.
Han Xizai has mixed feelings, the past is redrawn, the world is alive, life and career are like watching flowers in front of you, and what remains unchanged in the world is the truth. The son said on the river: The deceased is like a husband, reluctant to give up day and night......
However, Zhao Dezhao wrote this poem not in the same state of mind as Su Xun at the beginning, he was purely amazing, which made people feel a sense of reverence, and also convinced Han Xizai.
Fan Zhen heard Han Xizai chanting the words and fu written by Zhao Dezhao, the king of Wei, and was also inspired and moved by this word fu, which also aroused the deep thinking of the former minister and the elder of the three dynasties.
The Han State died, why did the Zhou State perish, the Song State was revived, and the dynasty changed, but what remained unchanged was the people, and Fan Xianggong's thoughts were also worried about the people of the world.
Why did the country die, and how can it not be destroyed?
Zhao Dezhao said: "The general trend of the world, divided for a long time will be together, since the end of the Tang Dynasty Zhu Wen for the disaster, the Central Plains is divided, the Khitan enters the country, the sixteen states of Yanyun are divided into the outside of the Sai, not belong to the Han land, and now the Great Song Dynasty has destroyed Jingnan, Xianghu and Mengshu, and my Great Song Dynasty is based on overseas flows, naturally it is our responsibility to unify the world, and to take the peace and security of all the people as our own responsibility. It's just that now, the north and the south are separated, and I don't know how long this pain will continue? ”
"I send a message to Master Han: the worries of the world first, and the joy of the world after the world."
"The worries of the world are worried, and the joys of the world are happy." Han Xizai muttered, today he has comprehended the different philosophies of life from Zhao Dezhao's mouth and words, and since then, he has often been entangled and not reused.
Han Xizai was feeling these words in his heart, and instantly he felt that his state of mind had also changed, he should have struggled all his life, living for the society and living for the people is the truth.
Fan Zhen was also moved by "the worries of the world first, and the joy of the world after the world", for Fan Zhen, the source of his life's struggle is precisely this sentence.
Zhao Dezhao believes that after hearing these words, the two of them will have a greater understanding, otherwise he will probably be in vain if he knocks on the side like this.
"Master Han, I'll give you this copybook. How about Master Han give your calligraphy and paintings to Xiao Wang? ”
Han Xizai was still thinking, and he nodded in acquiescence.
"If Master Han is free, he will stay in Tokyo for a few more days, and Xiao Wang will ask his father to write a letter in person and send a letter to the lord of Jiangning Mansion."
Han Xizai bowed and said, "Thank you for Your Highness's thoughts, how dare you bother Your Highness and Your Majesty." ”
"Master Han has not been in the north for a long time, he must be homesick, and he must save his relatives in his hometown this time."
After Zhao Dezhao finished speaking, he said goodbye to the two and then went to the north of the city