Lu Cambodia's "Wenfu", eight inches in length, one foot and three inches in width, in writing, one hundred and forty-four lines, and the text is 1,668 words. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info was written in the later years of Lu Cambodia. It is said that before Lu Cambodia was in his prime, he read the ancestor Lu Ji's "Wenfu", and he couldn't remember himself, and every time he wanted to write and copy, he was ashamed that he didn't get the pen and gave up. In his later years, he was old and mellow, so he respectfully copied this article.

To Ning Ze's surprise, he only saw a photocopy of this character in the Palace Museum, and the original paste had been transported to the Palace Museum on Treasure Island. Finally, at the opportunity of cross-strait cultural exchanges in a certain year, he witnessed this work with his own eyes, but all he saw was the original 1,668-character copy.

And the one he saw now, if it hadn't been trampled on, would have been much better than what he saw later. And there is actually a payment, which reads: Gong Lu ancestors' posthumous articles, the pen of Lu Cambodia, the descendant of the sect!

Damn, this is the real thing!

It's a pity that this Dharma was damaged by the two heaven-killing Qiu Bayi feet, the first word of the third line, the first word of the tenth line of the starting word of the third line, the next three words of the starting hand, and the seventeenth and nineteenth lines of the ground······ Many places have been irreparably damaged.

Ning Ze tried everything to feel unreliable, and finally had an idea, so he simply used an oil lamp to separate a foot, and gently burned it, and there were many burn scars on the notebook.

Then gently scrape with a knife, and the places that have been roasted by the fire become large and small paste holes, and then use a small pen to dip the fish glue and knead it everywhere, and then put it on the mounting.

The hand scroll is too long, and a large wall cannot be flattened, so it is cut into three pieces with a cutting knife and pasted on the three large walls······

For three days in a row, Zhang Hao was like an ant on a hot pot, going around the house all day long. Several times I sent people to see Ning Ze's progress, but this guy only opened a crack in the door, and whoever came to ask was "I'm doing it, please rest assured Master Zhang!" "Just don't let people in. The people who go don't dare to use force, who will step on this dog poop? If this kid doesn't get it right and turns around and is relied on by him, it will be wronged.

On the fourth day, a codex made Zhang Hao almost cry.

It's Tong Guan.

Two of them say: "The catalogue of Er Chengqing has been asked to be read by the official." The official family was very happy, and sent a holy edict saying, 'Zhang Hao has made a great contribution to this trip, and he will send it up carefully, and he will not fall into the hands of thieves.' 'You have been simplified in the emperor's heart, everything is prudent. ”

After reading it, Zhang Hao sat on the cold ground and looked at the people around him blankly with a crying voice: "How many days has it been?" ”

"Back to grandpa, it's the fourth day." Xiao Huangmen can't call his superiors father-in-law, he has to call him grandfather.

"Help me up, and I'll go and beg him myself." Zhang Hao gritted his teeth and propped up his knees.

Xiao Huangmen took him to Ning Ze's house and slammed the door: "Brother Ning, Brother Ning!" ”

"Didn't you say it, please rest assured, Lord Zhang, it's almost there!" The urn inside replied angrily.

"Brother Ning, it's a miscellaneous family, and the miscellaneous family came to see you in person. Hehe! When Xiao Huangmen heard this, he shivered in the cold wind, this flesh was numb.

There was a sound inside, the door creaked open, Ning Ze showed his head and saw that it was Zhang Hao, and his face was immediately full of smiles: "Hehe, it's your old man who is here." ”

"Yes, the miscellaneous family came to see how you are doing, do you want anything else to help?"

"No, no, please come in." Ning Ze immediately opened the door, and stretched out his hand and bent over.

Zhang Hao was overjoyed, hurriedly tidied up his clothes, and entered the house.

The mess inside, the pots and pans are placed on the ground, and they are not eaten, they are full of unpleasant smells, brushes and boards are everywhere, and there are many vertical shaft struts and the like, but there is no real trace of Lu Cambodia.

The more this is the case, the more cautious Zhang Hao becomes, for fear that he will inadvertently step on it somewhere, and he hesitates to tiptoe.

Ning Ze smiled: "Lord Zhang, congratulations to you!" ”

"Huh? Did you really get it right? A strange look flashed in his eyes, and his whole body trembled involuntarily.

"Sell it, and ask the adults to turn their heads." Ning Ze said mysteriously.

Where would Zhang Hao not be at his mercy? Obediently turned his back to him. I only heard a few creaks and rattles behind me: "It's okay, please turn back." ”

Zhang Hao held a nervous heart, stiffly turned his neck, four huge door panels against the wall stood impressively in front of his eyes, Zhang Hao's eyes lit up, and he immediately recognized it, under the sun, the yellowed banners shone brightly, as if every word revealed aura.

He couldn't help but rush forward and reach out to touch it.

"Don't move!" Zhang Hao was so frightened that he hurriedly stopped his hand and looked back at Ning Ze blankly.

"It's good, it's not dry, and it has to be stretched for two more days, these two days must be baked at night and ventilated during the day, and it is best not to let outsiders in. Because it was your old man who barely took a look, as soon as you touched it, the whole thing was crossed! Ning Ze looked at him very seriously, as if he were teaching a student.

"Oh oh oh, yes yes yes!" Zhang Hao immediately nodded and hurriedly took a few steps back, not daring to make a mistake.

"My lord, please go back, today is the fourth day of the new year, and before the seventh day of the new year, I must invite the adults to come and retrieve the baby, and let your old man drink Laba porridge happily!"

Open your whole body, this is comfortable! The chrysanthemums on his face bloomed in an instant in the cold winter, and he kept praising Ning Zezhong, and was helped back by the two yellow doors. Standing at the door, he commanded in a low voice: "Go and ask Wang Yuan to send a few more people to guard, this is a treasure hand-picked by the official, don't let this guy be taken captive!" ”

On the sixth day of the lunar month, Zhang Hao received a notice from Ning Ze that he could take the baby.

At Ning Ze's resolute request, Wang Yuan had no choice but to send someone to find a few white yarns as thin as cicada wings in the military supplies in Chengshan, and made dozens of pairs of gloves according to his requirements.

A large group of soldiers who went into battle to kill people had no choice but to twist and pinch and put on that thing, and gathered in Wang Yuan's big tent together, waiting for the arrival of Lu Cambodia's true works.

The big tent was specially set up with a huge case five feet long and three feet wide, and a thick red felt was also made to spread it.

Ning Ze walked into the big tent with a wooden box in both hands.

"Brother Ning, you can make "Wenfu Post" shine again, and your contribution is great, hehehe!" Zhang Hao was full of kind smiles.

"Thank you for the compliment, please see—" opened the box, put the scroll on the table, beckoned the two small yellow doors to lead it, and slowly unfolded it along the case······

"Bright as smoke, dancing willows with the wind, receiving the pen of the Jin people, honest and not deceiving!" Zhang Hao couldn't help but nod his head in admiration, deeply moved by this great work of art. Suddenly, his eyes tightened: "Hey, what's going on in these places?" He pointed to the place where Ning Ze had burned with fire, and looked back at him suspiciously.

He had seen it before it was destroyed, and it was well preserved, with occasional broken edges, but there were certainly no traces of these fires.

Ning Ze's face did not change, and said with a smile: "So that Lord Zhang can know that for hundreds of years, wars have been frequent, catastrophes have continued, and a roll of paper has been floating for a long time. Can the heart of perfection be compared to the beauty of this vicissitudes? ”

Zhang Hao was stunned for a moment, he saw Ning Ze's meaningful smile, instantly understood, nodded and smiled: "Not bad, yes, it is in line with the way of heaven, it is the blessing of my generation!" ”

Although Wang Yuan was silent, the stone in his heart finally landed, and he was also smiling.

And Ning Ze looked back at his work proudly, and at a glance, his expression suddenly froze, and what he saw in later life, the scars and ashes on the original paste were exactly the same.

Could it be that the works I saw in later generations were really the results of what I made today?

Hehe, it's really hard to find providence!

After passing the acceptance, Zhang Hao and Ning Ze met separately again.

Zhang Hao still looked left and right at him with a smile, as if he liked it very much, and he couldn't get enough of it. Ning Ze, who watched it, was furious in his heart, for fear that this old boy would have something wrong to think about.

"Little Brother Ning, you have done the miscellaneous family a great favor, I really don't know how to thank you! Tell me, what do you want? ”

"Go back to observe the adults, the villain just wants to quickly clear up his grievances and go home to serve his mother, and nothing else." Ning Ze clenched his fists and told Zhang Hao in detail about his grievances.

"Well, the miscellaneous family must convey it to Xianggong Wang Yuan and ask him to help. It's just that the little brother has to be considerate of the miscellaneous family, the child is strict in governing the army, and although the miscellaneous family has been sent by an observer, he does not dare to interfere in any affairs in the army. I must try my best to help, but whether it succeeds or not, it is not something that the miscellaneous family can control. Zhang Hao felt a little apologetic after listening to him, but it was true. Tong Guan is known as a soldier, although he is domineering, he never sets a precedent for his eunuchs to interfere in the army. Although he himself was the biggest eunuch.

Ning Ze was very disappointed, thinking that he had helped him so much, and his own affairs could be solved casually. It seems that he has to go to Wang Yuan. In other words, this favor is actually more like helping Wang Yuan, he should appreciate it, right?

"However, there is another thank you here, you have to accept it, otherwise it will be a slap in the face!" Zhang Hao pretended to be coquettish, waved his hand and came up with a yellow door, holding a tray with a stack of gates on it.

"Here are three hundred guan, even if it is a little bit of a miscellaneous family to make friends with you as a little friend, take it, don't shirk it."

Ning Ze thought that it was nothing, he came out to mix, the most important thing was the money, and there was no need to be polite to him, so he sang a fat song and took it: "It's just that the villain has one more matter, I want to ask the observation adults to help." ”

"Well, you say, you say."

"The villain was escorted over and was not allowed to be free. If you can ask the adults for a word to make it easier for the villain to move here, then I will be grateful! ”

"Hahaha, this is easy to do!" Zhang Hao casually ripped off a token from his waist: "This is the token that our internal service province observes the passage of military affairs, you take it, from today onwards, inside and outside this military camp, you can enter and exit, there will be no obstacles." But—" he retracted his hand, "if you're going to run with this thing······"

"Observe the adults, rest assured, the villain just wants to go home, but he doesn't want to live that fateful life!"

"Okay, take it!"

In Yingchang City, Tongfu Inn No. 3 is in the upper room, and He Hongling has been aggrieved for seven or eight days. She promised Ning Ze in a daze, waiting for him to meet in ten days, if he didn't come, it would be the end of fate.

She looked forward to him every day, and every day passed, she lost a point in her heart.

"If he can't come after ten days of this scoundrel, shall I save him?" He Hongling asked herself in her heart.

"Hmph, why don't you save him, I want to rescue him, let this guy die for the rest of his life, and repay my hatred for drilling his bath that day!" I couldn't help but say viciously to myself.

"What revenge do you want?" The voice of the hippie smiley face sounded by the window.

He Hongling rushed out of the door, Ning Ze leaned against the wall, clasped his hands on his chest, and looked at himself happily.

"Splashy, scoundrel, shameless, are you really here?" He Hongling walked over and twisted and pinched, scolding on his lips and smiling in his eyes.

"Eh, tap, tap, I'm not here, am I?"