Last night was hot, I couldn't sleep on the pillow, it was cool after the rainstorm, this day was the time to sleep well, Zhang Dai and Zhang Cao each hugged the beautiful maid and did not get up, Zhang Yuan did not have the habit of sleeping lazy, sat cross-legged on the seat and silently recited nearly 2,000 words of "University", gathered the heart of the wild horse, and did 20 sit-ups, well, exercised abdominal muscles, and then got up and dressed and went out of the cabin - the morning after the heavy rain was fresh and pleasant, the lake water floated and rose, the water level was about half a foot higher than yesterday, and it can be seen from the pedal on the shore compared to the shelf- The sky is not yet bright, the distant mountains are ethereal, the flowers and trees near the shore are wet, it looks very clean, the high-waisted porcelain vase resting on the bow of the boat exudes a cyan glaze, the bottle and the lotus is delicate, the lotus petals want to be comfortable and shrink, as if they are shy, the girl Wang Wei kneels and sits on the side of the small case, playing with the color, in the painting of this branch in full bloom and the lotus is different from the pure ink the day before yesterday, this time with small freehand brushwork, coloring rendering, this and the color of the lotus is very beautiful, ink painting can not be expressed - "Jie Zi Xiang Gong early." ”

Wang Wei put down his pen and got up.

Zhang Yuan returned the salute: "The grass clothes are early. "He said yesterday that he saw Wang Wei's inscription claiming to be a Taoist in grass clothes.

The girl Wang raised her eyebrows slightly, and she was beautiful: "Ah, thank you." Although she calls herself the Grass Cloth Daoist, no one calls her that.

Zhang Yuan said: "Wait and enjoy the masterpiece - where do you see Mu Zhenzhen going?" ”

Wang Wei pointed to the east bank of the lake, Zhang Yuan nodded, jumped on the shore of the lake in a few steps, and walked a little east for half a mile, but he didn't see Mu Zhenzhen, I don't know where this fallen girl hid to practice sticks?

Zhang Yuan didn't look for it again, he practiced Tai Chi twice by the lake, and jumped and touched the willow branches - when Zhang Yuan practiced boxing, Wang Wei looked at it from a distance, quite curious, scholars who like to practice boxing and fitness are rare, Wu Xingmao Gongzi is good at reading military books but not practicing boxing, this Zhang Jiezi is really a strange person, looking polite, gentle and generous, but Dong Hanlin was half angry to death, the main alliance Han Society, preparing to build a bookstore, this Zhang Jiezi is by no means an idle person, he has great ambitions - Zhang Yuan finished exercising over there, but turned his head and saw Mu Zhenzhen standing under a maple willow, Holding a bamboo basket in his left arm, looking at him with three points of shyness and seven points of joy, Zhang Yuan said: "Where did you go, let me find it?" ”

Mu Zhenzhen replied: "The maid is behind this grove, young master wash up." While talking, he approached and took tooth powder and sweat towel from the bamboo basket, Zhang Yuan saw that a few strands of her hair were stuck to her forehead, a little sweaty, and she must have practiced a small dragon stick for a while.

Zhang Yuan chewed the willow branch and asked vaguely: "Zhenzhen, are you better now?" ”

Mu Zhenzhen's face turned red when he brushed the ground, and his two strong and round thighs couldn't help but clamp tightly, and his heart beat hard: What does the young master know?

Zhang Yuan said: "I mean don't worry about Uncle Mu, a person as big as Uncle Mu is used to wandering, do you still want to worry about it." ”

Mu Zhenzhen lowered his head, his face flushed, and said: "The young master is right, that is the ambition of the servant father, and the father always has to fight-"

Zhang Yuan finished washing up by the lake, returned to the boat, and told Laifu to go to the town to buy this snack and vegetables, Zong Yishan practiced calligraphy in the cabin, Zhang Dai and Zhang Cao were still asleep, Wang Weiyou and Dilian painted half a bottle, the little maid Huixiang cooked tea, and also brought Zhang Yuan a lamp, Zhang Yuan knelt and sat on Wang Wei's seat, watching Wang Wei paint - Wang Wei turned his head sideways and asked: "Has Jie Zi Xianggong ever learned to paint?" ”

Zhang Yuan said: "I haven't learned, and Meigong won't accept me." ”

Wang Wei smiled and said: "There is no shortage of masters in Shaoxing, and Mr. Bao Sheng, the father of Yanke Xianggong, is a famous hand in the painting. ”

Zhang Yuan said: "I can't learn the eight shares, and I don't have the energy to dabble in calligraphy and painting." ”

Wang Weixin said: "This is an excuse, you have spent a lot of time on Go." said: "Jie Zi Xianggong is extremely smart, and his art is exquisite, as long as he is willing to learn, there is nothing that he can't be proficient in." ”

Zhang Yuan said: "My ambition is not here, and I know that my talent in learning painting is limited, even if I spend a lot of effort to learn, it is only the middle and lower grades, it is better not to learn, I can appreciate it." ”

Wang Wei put down the pen in his hand and asked seriously: "Dare to ask about the ambition of the prince?" ”

Zhang Yuan said with a smile: "The official is an immortal. ”

Wang Wei couldn't help but wonder, this is Li Zhuowu's poem ridiculing the vulgar, now Zhang Yuan said it calmly, but it didn't make her feel annoying, and said: "Is the fame of the Jie Zi Xianggong so heavy, but the little woman just wants to be unrestrained, send love to landscapes, poetry and painting, silk and bamboo, be free, do whatever you want, and do whatever you want." ”

Zhang Yuan smiled and said: "Do the people in grass clothes think this is freedom, this is Zhuang Zhou's getaway, it is impossible to live in the world with this kind of freedom, Kunpeng is big, there are big limitations, the birds are small, there are small limitations, there is no freedom to do what you want, the master's freewheeling has the premise of not exceeding the rules, I think the real freedom is, no one can force you to do what you don't want to do, this is freedom, of course, this kind of freedom seems to have, in fact, there is no one in this world who is free, everyone is shackled, The Emperor is no exception. ”

Wang Wei was silent, his eyes were shining and he looked at Zhang Yuan, and said in his heart: "If you are not studious and thoughtful, and you will never be able to say such a thing——"

Zhang Yuan nodded in greeting, turned back to the cabin to practice calligraphy, painting can not be learned, calligraphy must be practiced, there is Zong Yishan here, just ask for advice.

Zhang Cao got up the latest, when he got up, the boat had passed the Tongli Lake, before noon, the boat to the Wusong River, down the river to the northeast, and then through the waterway to the west to Jinji Lake, Jinji Lake is Suzhou Changzhou County, Changzhou County, Changzhou County river longitudinal and horizontal, extending in all directions, the three waves of the boat followed Fan Wenruo's boat behind the path until Fan's back garden dock docked, at this time it was already twilight, Zhang Yuan stood at the bow of the boat, can distinguish the Tiger Hill Tower towers in the distance, at this time the Tiger Hill Tower has been a little inclined to the northwest - Fan Wenruo jumped ashore first, said to the Zhang brothers: " Xian Kunzhong, the cold house has arrived, please, we won't get drunk tonight. He said to Wang Wei: "Since you go to the cold house, please come in with the Xiuwei girl." ”

Wang Wei resigned, she easily did not enter other people's houses, Fan Wenruo did not insist, his family has a Hedong lion's roar, let Wang Wei enter the house, and it will not be beautiful to provoke his tongue.

Fan's is a big family in Suzhou, Fan Wenruo is famous, and he is also the head of the county, the house is grand, of course it is inferior to Xizhang, but it is several times larger than Zhang Yuan's family - Fan Wenruo ordered people to set up a banquet, and sent servants to invite a few nearby literary friends to come and meet with the Zhang brothers in Shanyin, Zhang Yuan's reputation has long been spread to Suzhou Mansion, Fan Wenruo's literary friends have known Zhang Yuan's name last year, and the collection of essays published by the Fushui Mountain House Society for Zhang Yuan is simply a book in Changzhou, and it is said that Zhang Yuan's reputation has been revitalized recently. The scholars all over the city are looking for Zhang Yuan's articles, Fan Wenruo's literary friends have also read Zhang Yuan's craftsmanship, Zhang Yuan's eight-strand literary pattern is evenly stopped, Yiyun Zhaoxuan, and the famous Confucianism is not as good as the elderly, at this time I saw Zhang Yuan, I didn't expect to be so young, under the conversation, I felt that Zhang Yuan's tone of speech was gentle and graceful, and the spirit was harmonious, which made people fall in love - during the banquet, Fan Wenruo talked about the matter of the Hanshe Bookstore, and asked Zhang Yuan where else could he find the manuscript in addition to the collection of essays?

On the boat, Fan Wenruo thought about it, or decided that his Fan's Fushui Shanfang Bookstore would not join the Hanshe Bookstore for the time being, but he didn't want to refuse Zhang Yuan, he was holding a wait-and-see mentality, and wanted to see what Zhang Yuan's Hanshe Bookstore could do first. He once had a strange dream, dreaming that there were thousands of books in the mountains, all of which were novels and wild histories, he read them one by one, and when he woke up, he remembered them all, and told me some of them, and the whimsical ideas were all unknown in the world, and now he only needs to write them - do you know the first strange book "Golden Vase Plum" throughout the ages? ”

A scribe on the seat said: "I have heard of it, there is a manuscript in circulation, but I have never read it below, and it is said to be a work of teaching." ”

Zhang Cao said disapprovingly: "Every time a scholar in the world reads the book of sages, a few of them have become saints, and they are not all for the imperial examination, and they read the books of sages for the sake of fame and fortune, but they are all read in vain——"

The audience was speechless, looking at each other, although Zhang Cao's words were mean, they were very reasonable.

Zhang Cao said again: "In the same way, after reading those so-called silver books, you will not become a silver husband and a prodigal woman, it is nothing more than a silver meaning." ”

Zhang Yuan was stunned, wasn't the term "Yiyin" proposed by Cao Xueqin in "Dream of Red Mansions"!

Fan Wenruo felt that he was off topic, and said, "Brother Yan Ke suddenly talked about this "Golden Vase Plum" What is it? ”

Zhang Cao said: ""Golden Vase Plum" is full of millions of words, and he also knows it by heart, just engrave this strange book and periodical, which is Luoyang paper. ”

"Golden Bottle Plum" as [***], that is the Qing Dynasty Qianlong period of the matter, the Manchu Qing Dynasty to ban is not actually these so-called silver works, but those that are not conducive to his Manchu rule of the former dynasty remnants of the book, "Golden Bottle Plum" These books are the city gate fire, disaster pond fish, and in the late Ming Dynasty, except for a few fierce party battles, generally speaking, there is almost no literary network and [***], so all kinds of active ideas have sprung up, at the same time, the creation of novels is also extremely prosperous, there is no obstacle to the publication of "Golden Bottle Plum", in Zhang Yuan's view, ", "The Golden Bottle of Plum" is greater than "Dream of Red Mansions", if you only stare at the description of the silver filth, of course it is a work of teaching silver, this is just like what Lu Xun said: for example, warriors, also fighting, also resting, also eating, naturally also surnamed, if only take the last point of him, draw a portrait, hang it in the courtyard, respect the surname of the master, then of course it cannot be said to be groundless, however, is it not wronged - Zhang Yuan smiled: "The volume of "Golden Bottle Plum" is too voluminous, it will not be published for the time being, and it will be said after the development and growth of the Hanshe Bookstore, I do remember some books, But I may not be able to write it myself, the penmanship of the novel and the eight-strand essay are two different things, I will tell the story and ask someone to write and polish it. ”

Fan Wenruo and others were very surprised, reading a book in a dream, and when they woke up, they could remember it all, and it was thousands of volumes, this thing was indeed magical, if it came from the mouth of others, Fan Wenruo might not believe it, but this was Zhang Yuan who said it, and the amount was very different.

(To be continued)