Chen Jiru, who burned the Confucian crown at the age of 29 and was desperate for the imperial examination, is 57 years old this year, his cheeks are like shaves, thin as plums, wearing a bamboo crown, wearing a Taoist robe, riding a big-horned deer to the door of Dong's mansion, the big-horned deer branch is like a cloth bag hanging on the oblique corner, there are two volumes of paintings in the bag, one is Chen Jiru's recently spent a lot of money to buy Ni Yunlin's masterpiece "Hongyan Baizhou Picture", the other volume is Chen Jiru's own newly painted "Horizontal Oblique Sparse Plum Picture" -- Chen Jiru and Dong Qichang are close friends, this time I like the paintings of the predecessors of the famous artist, his own " The "Horizontal Oblique Shumei Map" was painted quite proudly, and he rode a bighorn deer from East Sheshan to Huating Dong's Mansion and invited his old friend Dong Qichang to taste.

Chen Jiru regarded this big-horned deer as a treasure, this deer originally belonged to an old doctor in the countryside of Shaoxing, the old doctor strangled the big-horned deer with the title of cage, hung a gourd medicine urn on the horns, and rode the deer everywhere to practice medicine, Zhang Rulin saw it, bought the big-horned deer for thirty taels of silver, but Zhang Rulin was obese, the big-horned deer carried Zhang Rulin to walk hundreds of steps to stand and pant for breath, Zhang Rulin gave the deer to Chen Jiru, Chen Jiru was thin, the big-horned deer carried him without much effort, feasible miles, Chen Jiru was happy, when he was in Hangzhou, the lake and mountains, the long causeway and the deep willows, Chen Jiru bamboo crown feather coat, across the deer in the West Lake six bridges, between the three Zhu, look at it like a fairy in the people, known as the immortal, Chen Jiru because of the self-named "Elk Gong", this is ten years ago, Zhang Dai's couplet "Mei Gong across the deer, Qian Yong County in the autumn wind" is the matter at that time - the big horned deer followed by a servant, in front of the Dong Mansion Chen Jiru deer, the servant hurriedly stepped forward to support, Chen Jiru took off the cloth bag on the antlers, and instructed: "Take care of this deer, find some grass to feed it." Seeing a servant in a green coat and a small hat walking out of Dong's mansion, he bowed down and said, "Mei Gong-"

When Chen Jiru looked, it was Zong Yishan, who used to be a scholar waiting in the painting Zen room, very smart, Chen Jiru also admired his calligraphy, and now Zong Yishan has grown up, but he has become a lowly servant of Yingmen, Chen Jiru has heard of Zong Yishan's relationship with Zhang Rulin's grandson, because Dong Zu often has a grudge against Zhang Rulin's grandson, so he deliberately punished Zong Yishan for serving this cheap servant - Chen Jiru shook his head and said: "Yishan, wait a minute, I will ask for a favor for you in front of Dong Gong, with your talent, I can't see it when I answer the door here." ”

Zong Yishan smiled bitterly: "Thank you Meigong, don't bother." Xin said: "Dong's father and son hate me to the bone, if it weren't for my reputation, and Dong Zu often kept me so that I could often humiliate me, maybe I had been killed by Dong's people, although the master was guilty of beating the slave to death, but what was the difficulty of dying of a violent illness." ”

Chen Jiru let the little servant hold the cloth bag, shook the sleeves of his robe, and followed Zong Yishan into the Dong Mansion, and the Dong family servants had already entered the hall to report, and after waiting in the hall for a while, Dong Qichang greeted him and said with a smile: "Brother Zhong, do you have another proud masterpiece for me to appreciate?" ”

Chen Jiru said: "I have a new painting scroll of Ni Yunlin, and I am willing to appreciate it with Brother Xuanzai." ”

Chen Jiru and Dong Qichang are fellow villagers, Dong Qichang is three years older than Chen Jiru, the two of them made up the county students in the same year, decades of friendship, Dong Qichang in Chen Jiru at the age of 29 farewell to the field of the next year after the township test high school, and then the spring of Lianjie, the reputation in calligraphy and painting gradually overshadowed Chen Jiru, this world, the imperial examination is the first to be famous, the imperial examination can be high school, calligraphy and painting are also good, naturally famous all over the world - Dong Qichang will Chen Jiru welcome Chen Jiru into the Xuan Xiang Zhai, Xuan Xiang Zhai has a large number of famous paintings and calligraphy of the past dynasties, Zhong Xuan's "also show the table", " Li Life Post", Dong Yuan's "Xiaoxiang Map", "Cloud Mountain Map", Fan Kuan's "Xishan Travel Map", "Snow Mountain Map", as well as a lot of Su Huang Mi Cai's authentic works and a large number of Yuan and Ming Dynasty famous paintings and calligraphy, the collection of rich armor in the south of the Yangtze River.

As one of the four Yuan Dynasty Ni Yunlin's paintings are Dong Qichang's favorite very much, to see Chen Jiru brought this "Hong Yan Baizhou Picture", Dong Qichang did not look at the inscription, only looked at the paintings, said: "This painting is desolate and simple, quiet and sparse, when Ni Zan is fifty years old after the work." ”

Chen Jiru said with a smile: "Brother Xuanzai's eyes are like torches, Ni Yunlin believes in Quanzhen Religion after he is forty-eight years old, this is exactly his painting after he believes in religion." ”

Dong Qichang said: "Ni Yunlin's dry pen and dry ink, not seeking to resemble the form, minimalist and light, scattered and super-easy, such a realm, I can't do it." "Yin: "The short and long bridge outside the city of Gusu is misty and rainy, and the evening tide is empty. Carrying wine used to be fun here, drunk and drunk on the river and the moon to lie on the. ”

Chen Jiru smiled and said: "Brother is well-read and strong, Ni Yunlin Shihu poems can be recited, my brother admires, and his brother's reputation is far better than Ni Yunlin." ”

Dong Qichang waved his hand again and again: "How dare you dare, Zhong Alcohol does not seek fame, he concentrates on calligraphy and painting, and the evaluation of future generations should be above the foolish brother." ”

Chen Jiru said with a smile: "Who can know the reputation of the future generations, only the official is an immortal." ”

Dong Qichang said: "I am a common man like Zhong Alcohol, where is the official position!" ”

Chen Jiru laughed and showed his "Horizontal Oblique Sparse Plum Picture" to Dong Qichang, Dong Qichang was familiar with it for a long time, and praised: "Zhong mellow painting plum, the point dyeing is exquisite, it is already a must, this painting is more like splashing ink and wild grass, but it has its own law, both bold and rigorous, and the straightforward atmosphere seems to be floating with dark fragrance." ”

Chen Jiru was very happy in his heart, Dong Qichang's tasting was very eye-catching, and he could point to his pride - this pair of old friends were in Xuanxiang Zhai to enjoy books and paintings until dusk, Dong Qichang wanted to leave Chen Jiru for dinner, Chen Jiru said politely: "No need, take this sunset afterglow, and cross the deer back to Sheshan." ”

Dong Qichang still has something to do at night, and he is not forced to stay, Yin Yin sent out of the mansion, Chen Jiru saw Zong Yishan who answered the door, so he said to Dong Qichang: "Brother Xuanzai, this Zong Yishan is a little talented, just punish him for his mistakes, let him go back to the study and wait, otherwise I will always be uneasy when I come to your mansion to see him answer the door, and I will be too condescending." ”

Dong Qichang said with a smile: "It's easy to say, Zhong Alcohol intercedes for him, how dare I disobey." ”

Watching Chen Jiru step on the bighorn deer and leave with a servant and a servant, Dong Qichang reflexively returned to the house, and when he walked past Zong Yishan's side, he sneered and said: "From tomorrow, go and clean the stable, don't show your eyes here." ”

Zong Yishan knew that it would backfire for Chen Meigong to intercede for him, and sure enough, but for the sake of his father and mother, he still had to endure it, and bowed his head and responded: "Yes."

…… Xihongtang has two floors and three wings, there are also Qufang secret rooms on both sides, it is the place where Dong Qichang lives idly and raises his surname, the flowers and trees in front of the hall are sparse, the half-acre small pond attracts the living water and clear ripples, the lotus leaves and fields, the lotus flowers are in full bloom, the faint light and the hazy moonlight revealed by the building are like pictures - such a beautiful night, Dong Qichang does not have the inscription to paint Yaxing, but a Yinxing, the beautiful name is health, Dong Qichang painting is in the painting Zen room, the tasting collection is in the Xuanxiang Zhai, and this Xihongtang is the place where Dong Qichang cultivates the art in the room, There are more than 20 beautiful women living in the secret room of the curved room on both sides for their silver opera to fight, originally this opera Hongtang is never allowed outsiders to step into, but tonight there is a foreigner here, or a monk, the huge bald head is shiny and shiny, and it looks particularly striking in the candlelight - this monk's surname is Chen, his name is Binzhu, and his law name is Xufan, and he is specially introduced by a clerk surnamed Kang in Shanghai to flatter Dong Qichang, and the monk Chen Binzhu has no degree or monkhood, and he claims to be 100 years old, but he looks like he is thirty or forty years old. In front of Dong Qichang, the Kang officials praised this strange monk's tactics are very strange, no need to exercise with strength, the penis can breathe and contract, and it can make the woman look at her eyes and die happily during the war, which makes Dong Qichang, who is already sixty years old, very tempted, so he invited the strange monk Chen Binzhu to Xihongtang, treated him as a guest, and asked for health preservation - Chen Binzhu, who claimed to be a hundred-year-old monk, said: "The old man looked at Dong Shizhu's complexion, and he must have used some medicine to help the fun, right?" "You don't need to look at your complexion, just look at Dong Qichang's age, there is such a large group of servants to know that it is not okay not to take medicine-Dong Qichang said with a dignified appearance: "Don't hide it from the master, Dong has often taken Guyuan Dan and Baizhan Paste since he was fifty years old. ”

Chen Binzhu said: "If you take the medicine, you will fall behind, and it will be ineffective if you take it for a long time." ”

Dong Qichang thought so.

Chen Binzhu said: "The old man has a secret technique that has been passed down to the Western Regions, and after practicing, he will not only be tireless in the night, but also be able to prolong his life. ”

Dong Qichang said respectfully: "I was about to ask the master for advice." ”

Chen Binzhu looked at the Yan thin and fat Yan Ji Meiwen in Xihongtang, and he was already moved, and said, "I have a wonderful method, and I can't say it-"

Dong Qichang groaned slightly, these beautiful women are not his wives and concubines, they are just Ding furnaces in terms of the art in the room, they are Ding furnaces, why not let this monk use them, he can also learn the secret techniques of different monks from them, and the Ding furnace that has been polluted by the monks will be driven out of Xihongtang when the time comes, and he said: "There are seven women here, please choose one of the masters." ”

The seven beautiful maids waiting on the side looked at each other, and they all shrank back, for fear of being chosen by this monk, but they heard the hundred-year-old monk say: "If there is only one girl, how can you show the magic of the secret art of the Western Regions, three." ”

Dong Qichang frowned slightly, and then said: "Okay, thrush, Lizhu, Yumo, the three of you are waiting for Master Xufan." ”

Among the seven beautiful maids, three of them immediately knelt down and begged: "Master, the maid only waits for the master-"

Dong Qichang and Yan Yuese said: "Good students wait for the master, each person will be rewarded with one or two silver-", his voice sank, and he said: "If you dare to disobey, you will be severely beaten and punished as a maid under the stove." ”

The three maidservants didn't dare to make a sound, they all entered the Dong Mansion at the age of twelve or thirteen, and they had always been waiting for Master Dong alone, but now they were asked to wait for this monk, of course they were reluctant, although they were lowly maidservants, they were also ashamed, but since the lord had spoken, how dare they disobey.

The strange monk Chen Binzhu smiled at the three maidservants: "Don't be reluctant, wait for you to taste the old man's methods, and ensure that you are like ascending to the fairyland, and you will never get tired of it." ”

Dong Qichang listened to the monk's words quite evil, not like the words of a Taoist monk, but he Dong Qichang did not ask this monk for Buddhist Zen skills, but learned the art of his room, and said with a smile: "Then please ask the master to show how to show his magical powers, please come to this side of the music room——"

At this time, I heard a maid downstairs raising her voice: "Master, the eldest son and the second son want to see the master." ”

Dong Qichang said angrily: "Didn't I tell me, don't disturb at this time!" ”

The maidservant downstairs trembled and said: "Back to the master, the eldest prince said that there was a big matter, and Mr. Bu, who was sent to Qingpu, was beaten by a person named Zhang Yuan. ”

Dong Qichang was shocked and angry, it was this Zhang Yuan again, the old debts of the previous years had not been settled, and he dared to bully my Dong family again, so he responded: "Let them in." ”

Chen Binzhu, a hundred-year-old silver monk, shouted: "Master Dong—"

Dong Qichang was in no mood to discuss the room technique for the time being, and said, "I will ask the master for advice tomorrow." Seeing that Chen Binzhu's face was uncertain, he said, "Thrush, you wait for the master first." "There is only one servant girl left and right, so what is it worth to give it to this monk.

(To be continued)