Zhang Xu's person is as famous as his cursive handwriting, from the moment he leaves Zhang's house, he has always been the focus of other people's eyes along the way, and when he comes out of the gentle workshop, Wu Hou or the doorman, they all regard Du Shiyi and Wang Wei as extremely rare treasures, and they can't understand how they can invite the most eccentric Zhang Xu. When the group walked all the way down the street to the Aconitum Gate of Cui's house outside Yongfeng Fang, Du Shiyi didn't have time to come forward to explain, and the doorman recognized the person at once.

"It turned out to be Zhang Gong!" Seeing that Zhang Xu didn't pay attention to himself at all, he rode a donkey with his head held high, and saw several other people following closely behind, until Du Shiyi, who fell in Zuihou, bowed his head slightly, that Ding Yuan had seen him when Zhang Xu was looking at the Quanzhen Inscription Wall, and at this moment he couldn't help but muttered to himself, "Could it be that the lord of the family invited Zhang Gong to come and transcribe the sacrifice for Mrs. Tai?" No, the ritual text of the sacrifice to the sky needs to be neat, and there is no need for wild grass...... Besides, Zhang Gong will inevitably go crazy as soon as he writes, and the good sacrificial texts will probably be smashed...... No, I've got to report it! ”

Thinking about it, he ran inside, and when he arrived at the magnificent main gate, he saw that Zhang Xu and his party had been welcomed in. He had to pant and explain the matter to a steward at the main gate, but the steward reprimanded angrily: "Gong Zhang came back with Du Langjun to taste ink, not to see your lords." Besides, how can there be a reason to live in mourning? Blind cāo heart, take care of your own door! ”

The mouth was relaxed, but the steward didn't dare to slack off except for the doorman, and hurriedly reported it layer by layer. But after a short while, everyone in the Cui family who should know about Zhang Xu's presence will know. Cui Gezhi was sitting at his wife, Mrs. Zhao Guo's Li family, and when he heard this, he thoughtfully stroked the few strands of long beard on his chin, and then sighed lightly: "How, everyone knows that Zhang Xu and Zhang Bogao are the most difficult people to see and invite, but Du Jiulang gently and skillfully invited people back. Ah Niang's vision is not wrong, he deserves to be true. ”

Mrs. Li remembered Cui Jiuniang, whose temper would change, and said with a wry smile: "But it's really just her sister who has taken a fancy to Du Jiulang, and when she looks back, she must know that the person who promised to marry is her, and I don't know how she makes trouble!" ”

"What's the fuss, you can indulge her in small things, but you can't help her mess around in big things. Besides......" Cui Gezhi sighed deeply, with an unconcealed gloom on his face, "Her sister's trust is not human, but she stubbornly refuses to remarry, rather than giving her daughter to the kind of family that seems to be glamorous but is actually rancid and smelly, it is better for Du Jiulang to know the roots!" A person as arrogant as Eleven Lang would never make the wrong friend. ”

"I hope so." Mrs. Li saw Cui Gezhi talking and talking, and suddenly became nauseous again, and hurriedly asked the maid to take the gargle up, and waited until Cui Gezhi vomited all the daytime food she had used before, she couldn't help but show a worry that she couldn't hide, and after retreating the maid, she helped Cui Gezhi and whispered, "Liulang, let's ask someone to come to check the pulse." Since A-Niang's death, you have been living in a grass house to mourn, and people are getting more and more haggard, so you can't go on like this. ”

"It's okay, I know what to expect." Cui Gezhi took a sip of warm water, suppressed another urge to revolt in his throat, and then said in a deep voice, "I can't wait until the mourning period of my mother is over, I, as a son, have been recruiting doctors to come to the house, which makes people laugh...... Come! ”

When he called someone in, he commanded without question: "There are guests in Du Jiulang's courtyard at this time, and it is almost noon at this time, so send the day food over." You don't have to be afraid of meat, it's hearty. By the way, send the newly acquired urn Xingyang Soil Cave chūn again. ”

Although Cui Taizhifang is the eldest brother, his family lives in Chang'an most of the time, and in the Cui Mansion in Yongfengli, the eastern capital where the six rooms live together, the person who talked about the matter used to be Mrs. Zhao Li, but since the Li family was not in good health and Cui Wuniang was taken back, it has always been Cui Wuniang, the daughter of Dagui, who has presided over everything. When Cui Gezhi's order reached her ears, she couldn't help but stop writing when she was sitting on a straw mat in a sackcloth dress, concentrating on copying the scriptures for Mrs. Dude, and then nodded and said, "I know, just do what Grandpa said." ”

Seeing that the servant girl who reported said yes, but her feet didn't move, Cui Wuniang couldn't help but raise her head. But when he saw that the maid's head was hanging low, he said with a smile: "Eleven Langjun...... and the nine ladies heard the news, and they all passed......"

These two unconscious guys!

Cui Wuniang was annoyed and was about to take off her pen and throw away her pen, but she remembered that the volume of scriptures copied for her grandmother was the next thing to be burned, so she quickly settled down, put down the pen and folded her palms together and silently recited the scriptures, and then raised her head. Knowing that Cui Jianxuan was probably going to join in the fun, but Cui Jiuniang was having an awkward relationship with her, and she was going to say something surprising, so she naturally couldn't concentrate on copying the scriptures anymore, and after standing up, she was about to order to prepare plain clothes, when she suddenly sat down slowly.

Those two will marry one in the future, and the other will marry, and she can't control them for the rest of her life!

In Du Shiyi's small courtyard, Zhang Xu saw that Du Shiyi asked Yang Zongwan to show the Duanxi stone inkstones in different forms in front of him. However, even though he was a heavy drinker, a good book, and a deep fondness for the four treasures of these scholars, he also knew that the idea in his heart was unrealistic. Therefore, after appreciating these ink inkstones, he simply raised his head and said, "Du Nineteen."

Lang, let's just say it, apart from the pipa just now, what else do you want to give away to the inkstone and ink ingot? ”

Seeing Zhang Xu get straight to the point, Du Shiyi was about to answer, but when he glanced sideways, the shadow reflected on the door seemed to be a little weird, and he didn't feel that his heart moved. He casually said a good thing about it, but his feet quietly moved to the door, and when he suddenly opened the door, he saw two almost identical faces crowded in front of the door. Angry and funny, he didn't bother to tell who was who, glared at the two of them and closed the door with his hand, then turned to look at Zhang Xu who was surprised and said: "Wang Shisanlang told me before that Zhang Gong said that the Luo Shatan pipa he gave was worth a lot ......of money, and this set of stone inkstone and pine smoke ink is far from worth it."

"You don't have to be verbose, it's worth a lot of money, that's for you, to me it's just something to drink when I don't have money! In a word, what other conditions do you have! ”

"Since Zhang Gong said so, then I will be cheeky and beg Zhang Gong Mobao. Never ask for more, only two words. ”

Since Du Shiyi was so good at talking, Zhang Xu's face immediately calmed down. Since he was the captain of Changshu, he often had ink treasures that were taken back to be treasured, but there were not many real intentions written in them, and he was not willing to let people use them as a means of collecting money. Therefore, he immediately nodded without thinking about it and promised: "What to write?" ”

"One is...... Duanzhou masonry is as skillful as a god, stepping on the sky to sharpen the knife to cut the purple clouds. Zhang Gong will wait for a while, and I will write it out. ”

These two sentences are not so much Yongyan, but rather praise people, Yang Zongwan, who has been immersed in masonry skills since he was a child, can't help but be happy in sè, and then think of those hardships and thousands of miles of trekking in the east to be coldly treated, he is a big man and even his eyes are red. As for Zhang Xu, this mere poem naturally did not take any effort, and when Du Shiyi wrote it and sent it to him, after he looked at it, he bowed his head slightly and asked, "What about the other one?" ”

"Duanxi stone inkstone, Wangwu pine smoke."

Zhang Xu heard the song and knew the elegance, where he still didn't understand what Du Shiyi meant, and immediately hahadaxiao said: "It's easy, come to the wine, I will pick up the pen immediately!" ”

Du Shiyi was about to euphemistically say that the Cui family was at the funeral, but unexpectedly, the door that had just been closed by him was suddenly pushed open. But I saw Cui Jianxuan enter the door with a straight face, a servant girl behind him was holding a food table, and the dishes were ready, and the other servant girl was holding a celadon wine urn. And Cui Jiuniang, who was dressed in the same outfit as Cui Jianxuan before, didn't know where to go.

Cui Jianxuan let the maidservant put the food table in front of Zhang Xu, and when he saw that he didn't say anything and munched on it, he looked at Du Shiyi angrily and said: "I don't know the hearts of good people, if I hadn't been guarding for you outside, I wouldn't have known what Jiu Niang would have made up for, and you would still keep me out!" He glanced at Wang Wei as he spoke, and casually arched his hand, "This is Wang Shisanlang?" I've heard Du Jiu mention you several times, and I've heard that you have a good pronunciation and outstanding literary talent? ”

Without waiting for Wang Wei to say a few words, Cui Jianxuan said in an aggravated tone: "You and Du Jiu can be careful together, he has a lot of ghost ideas, and he will trap you if he is not careful!" ”

It's been pitted today!

Wang Wei smiled bitterly for a while, seeing that Du Shiyi was all right, as if he was deaf to Cui Jianxuan's teasing, he could only deal with it casually, but his ears were pricked up, listening with great interest to Cui Jianxuan's whispering of the good things that Du Shiyi had done to him in the past. And Zhang Xu only cared about his own stomach like a whirlwind, and after a while, he grabbed the celadon wine urn on the ground with a full burp, and after only taking a sip, his eyes lit up, and he immediately shouted loudly: "Hey, let me write, prepare the four treasures of the study, and then roll the paper!" ”

Knowing that Wang Wei was tossed enough by Zhang Xu in Zhang's house before, and Cui Jianxuan sent it to the door again at this time, Du Shiyi naturally pulled this Cui Shiyi Lang down the water and rolled the paper. Sure enough, Zhang Xu didn't know whether he was interested, or deliberately, after saying that the two words of haode were done overnight, he drank a lot of wine, and on the other hand, he wrote more than a dozen words in a row with great interest, and then happily went back with his "money to moisten the pen". In the face of those words that were like heavenly books, Cui Jianxuan's eyes were directly blackened, and Wang Wei and Du Shiyi worked together to recognize all the words on one of them, but it was a song of Chen Ziang's "Song of Dengyouzhou".

"I don't see the ancients before, I don't see the people who come after, I think of the world and the world, and I cry alone."

The two of them carefully identified the others, all of them were the poems of their predecessors, and the cursive jīng was absolutely amazing, and at this time, Cui Jianxuan, who had a sour hand in the paper, said to the maidservant as if he was ruthless: "Put these away, and sell them to me at a high price, and I will have the money for the dowry after I get married after Du Nineteen!" ”

Du Shiyi was too lazy to continue grinding with this guy, and while he was busy collecting the paper, he took the Luo Shatan pipa on the side, quietly gestured to Wang Wei, and quietly walked out of the house. When they entered a corridor from the courtyard, and the day food was sent outside, the two of them finished eating and consulted the music score of "Chu Han" for a while, and Wang Wei said: "This time, in addition to composing for this song, I am also here to say goodbye to Du Jiulang." Fifteen Lang and I are going to Chang'an, Jingzhao Mansion, so ......"

Hearing this, Du Shiyi couldn't help but blurt out: "It's such a coincidence? I also happen to be close to rì to take Thirteen Niang back to Chang'an, I don't know what Brother Wang's itinerary is? ”