"It's really a good painting, the smoke is vast, the lonely boat is lonely, and the brushwork is extraordinary." I nodded indifferently in appreciation, after all, the identity is here, always not too gaffe, if the gift received is ecstatic, then you have to do something for others, like my status, some things can be a favor, some things, or stand by and watch, although Your Majesty is still quite wise, but always think that he is over seventy years old, I heard that next year will be passed on to the imperial grandson, in case he is old and confused, what if he is old and confused, what if he is suspicious of an old minister like me, I just want to start and end well. Liu Zhen, a middle-aged man who gave the gift, saw my look, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, and he said cautiously: "Old man, my little nephew's father is old and confused, and he shouldn't write books indiscriminately. ”

"Yes, what book has Brother Wenju written, show me quickly, I like Brother Wenju's writing very much?" I came to be interested, when I was with his Laozi Liu Kui Liu Wenju is a Jinshi together, I am the champion, he is the leader, but to be honest, I admire his articles, the text is rigorous, the history is detailed, if it is not for his personality is too stubborn, he will not serve the two masters, the position of the historian of this dynasty is definitely in his pocket, I heard a while ago that he is writing the "History of Chu in the Southern Dynasty", I am looking forward to it, but there is no news recently. Liu Zhen showed an embarrassed look on his face, took out a cloth bag from his arms and handed it over. I opened it and saw that the pale cyan cover read "History of Chu in the Southern Dynasties", and I opened it excitedly and read it, completely forgetting that there were outsiders in the house. After I finished reading the ten lines at a glance, I couldn't help but smile bitterly, Brother Wen Ju really didn't show me mercy. Lazily put down the book and said in a rambling voice: "Virtuous nephew, you go back first, I have to take a closer look at this matter, you know, the old man has not been involved in political affairs for many years." ”

After sending Liu Zhen away, I shouted loudly: "Xiao Shunzi, Xiao Shunzi." "With my call, an old man in a green shirt walked in from outside the door, looking about forty years old, with a delicate appearance and a white face, this person is Li Shun, my confidant who has been with me for more than 50 years, he was a eunuch in the Southern Chu Palace, his martial arts are superb, and he is said to have reached the level of a grandmaster, why is it said, of course, it is because I don't know much about martial arts, but seeing that he is obviously in his early sixties, he looks like a middle-aged man, it should be true. In the past, some people didn't believe that a master like Li Shun would be loyal to a powerless scholar like me, and they once wanted to buy him, but I won't talk about the miserable end, lest you can't eat. I smiled wryly and asked, "Liu Kui is a relict of Southern Chu, and it's nothing for him to say anything excessive, why do those ministers in the court value it so much?" Li Shun said with a smile: "Master I think I forgot, the crown prince will succeed to the throne next year, the crown princess is your eldest daughter, who doesn't want to please you at this moment, but Liu Kui is so stubborn, if you don't put you in the second minister's record, you don't care, and the dignity of the crown princess and the imperial grandson must also be maintained." ”

"yes!" I suddenly realized, don't look at Liu Kui's "History of Chu in the Southern Dynasty" that I am "feminine and treacherous, scheming and deep-hearted", but who knows that I am a person who is not very sensitive to politics. Thinking of this, I said lightly: "You go and tell Roulan, Liu Kui is the only surviving minister of Nanchu, why bother him, there are some things that he will say if he doesn't say it, although the "Biography of Jiang Suiyun" he wrote for me is a bit harsh, but it is still in line with the facts, he wrote it so as not to be scribbled by others, besides, my affairs will not affect the imperial grandson, so that she doesn't have to do much." Xiao Shunzi respectfully stepped back.

I opened "The Biography of Jiang Suiyun" with great interest and re-watched it, although I haven't decided to close the coffin yet, but it doesn't matter if you look at it in advance.

Xiande sixteen years Ding Mao, the lord of the country won a slight illness, to the autumn, healed, Kai Enke, Jiangnan Shizi excited, from the flow, August 15, the gold list out, the champion, Jiaxing Jiang Zhe is also, when the name of the cloud has not yet appeared, the public cross-examination, is to know its people.

Jiang Zhe, the word with the cloud, was born in the same Yuan four years Wushen, his father Jiang Dusk, the word cold autumn, the cold autumn young family is poor, but elegant and elegant, the wife of the family to love the daughter, the cold autumn to the troubled times can not be enterprising, so he refuses to go out, all day long only teach his son to study, Xiande eight years has not been, Jiaxing plague, his wife died of illness, not a few, cold autumn because of the fine reason and his wife family, help the sick with the son to travel, to Jiangxia, the cold autumn illness is very much, with the cloud for the extension of the doctor, every doctor saint Sanchen, Sanchen love with the cloud to learn and remember strongly, is to give each other, not a few, the cold autumn gradually healed, Sangchen went to Jiangbei, Suiyun served the decoction, stayed in Jiangxia, Xiande eleven years of Renxu, died of illness in the cold autumn, there are 12 volumes of "Qingyuan Collection" handed down, elegant and fresh, and people love it today.

Cold autumn death, with the cloud poor and can not be buried, when the town of the distant marquis Lu Shou Jiangxia, for the son to seek a teacher, with the cloud to see, Lu Hou saw that he was young, so it is difficult, ordered it to be the text, with the cloud pen a thousand words, a moment into the "autumn water fu", which has "Shaoyan, the moon out of the east mountain, wandering between the bullfighting." The white dew crosses the river, and the water shines to the sky. As far as a reed is, Ling Wanqing is at a loss. The vastness is like Feng Xuan resisting the wind, and he doesn't know where it stops; fluttering like a legacy of independence, feathering and ascending to immortals. Lu Hou was shocked, got up and thanked him, and ordered the son of the world to come out and ask for advice from his teacher.

History of Chu in the Southern Dynasties: The Biography of Jiang Suiyun