Li Gefei treated Su Dongpo with a teacher before his death, and now although Li Gefei is gone, Qingniang is still very respectful. Come on,.! Yang Yi and Su Dongpo warmed wine and enjoyed plum blossoms in the pavilion and asked her to sit down, but she refused, and she had been serving wine carefully by Su Dongpo's side, like a granddaughter.

Su Jiafang is full of snow, the pavilion edge is slanted and loose, and a few bamboo poles are sparse, reflecting the white and unstained plum blossoms, and the delicate posture is like snow.

Lao Su was dressed in a sable thin coat, a calm and free state, caressing his long beard and smiling at Yang Yi: "I heard that Ren has been concentrating on learning painting for many years, and with Ren Zhi's talent, he should have learned something, and there is nothing to do today.......

Yang Yi didn't wait for him to finish, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Scholar Su laughed, how dare I get an axe in front of Scholar Su with my rough hand?" ”

Qing Niang smiled and said: "Brother Yang, this can be said to be bad, there is a scholar of Su University here, you should study ink and lay paper, and ask for the guidance of a scholar of Su University." ”

Qing Niang is always right, Yang Yi immediately follows kindness.

After a while, Wang Chaoyun personally took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, spread it on the stone table, the original history, she followed Su Dongpo to degrade Lingnan, the weak body could not bear the suffering of the Lingnan wilderness, poverty and illness, died in her thirties.

The Yiren have passed away, Su Dongpo knows how to cherish it, and he is sad, and he once wrote the word "Xijiang Moon Plum Blossom" to mourn Wang Chaoyun:

The melancholy mist of the jade bones? Ice muscles have their own fairy wind,

When the sea migrated, it was explored and the green-haired phoenix was hung upside down.

The plain face is anti-powdery, and the lip red does not fade when washing makeup,

High affection has been dawning in the sky. Don't dream with pear blossoms.

Now Lao Su has been exempted from the difficulty of degrading Lingnan, and Wang Chaoyun is still alive and well. is missing a parting matter of life and death in the world.

Wang Chaoyun is elegant and elegant, dignified and introverted, Yang Yi has a very good impression from the first time she saw her, she has worked hard all her life, followed thousands of miles, and took care of Su Dongpo carefully, not like Yang Zhi Don't be happy.

However, Lao Su didn't treat her well. Always when life is at a low point, looking at Wang Chaoyun's figure of having no regrets and working tirelessly for the Su family, he will think of her goodness, and Yang Yi has a little grievance for her.

Yang Yi quietly watched Wang Chaoyun and water study ink, her demure posture was like a spring breeze and spring rain moisturizing things silently, even Qing Niang could see a little fascinated.

Yang Yi waited for her to study the ink. got up and thanked him, Wang Chaoyun is now just a concubine, how dare he accept his gift, and hurriedly returned the gift, and then retreated to Su Dongpo's side, quietly watching Yang Yi pick up the pen and paint.

After Yang Yi dips in ink. I lowered my head and thought about it for a while, but what I drew when I put pen to paper was not the plum bone bamboo rhyme proposed by Su Dongpo, but the small garden scene of the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, the layout was very simple, and the high horse-head wall was high. The willows surround the spring smoke, and the swing in the wall. The beautiful woman swings on it; Outsiders outside the wall, listening to the laughter of the beautiful woman through the wall.........

Yang Yi's small scene of the water town deliberately made a large blank space, so that the whole painting looks empty and far away, like the empty after the remnant clouds drift away, after the painting, he then dips the ink to close the edge, and writes a poem "Butterfly Love Flower" in the blank space with smooth grass:

The flowers fade and the red green apricots are small,

When the swallow flies,

Green water people around.

The willows on the branches blow little,

Where is there no grass at the end of the world?

Swing in the wall, outside the wall,

Outsiders of the Walls,

The beautiful woman in the wall laughed.

The laughter faded into silence,

Amorous but ruthlessly annoyed.

In the end, he also came to a seemingly bloody inscription: I hope that a lover will eventually become a family, Yang Renzhi, Wenchang in December of the second year of Suzhou University Scholar's Mansion.

Yang Yi's painting is not good, from Danqing's point of view alone, it has not completely taken off its craftsmanship, but Wang Chaoyun saw his nondescript payment, a slight red appeared on his elegant face, and his expression became embarrassed and uneasy, Su Dongpo was also silent for a long time, thoughtful.

It is said that when Su Dongpo was demoted, Wang Chaoyun often sang the words of "Butterfly Love Flower" to relieve Su Dongpo's depression.

Whenever Wang Chaoyun sang "The willows on the branches blow less", he suppressed his melancholy, was overwhelmed with sadness, and cried and stopped.

Dongpo asked why, and Wang Chaoyun replied: "If the concubine can't (finish singing), 'there is no grass sentence at the end of the world'."

Su Shi laughed: "I'm sad in autumn, and you're starting to hurt spring again!" ”

In the original history, after Wang Chaoyun's death, Su Shi "never heard this word again for the rest of his life".

The ancients believed that the grass was transformed by the willow cotton, so the willow cotton on the branches blew all over the world, and the grass also grew with the wind.

This poem also alludes to the fate of Su Shi "traveling thousands of miles and half the world, and the monk lies in a nunnery and has a white head". In politics, he actually didn't have much time to be proud, and his career turned around, degraded farther and farther each time, and suffered a bigger blow each time.

When Wang Chaoyun sang those two sentences, he remembered the ups and downs of Su Dongpo's Huan Hai and the helplessness of fate, and felt the same for Su Dongpo's repeated depreciation and descent to the end of the world, so he burst into tears like rain and couldn't help himself.

And Dongpo also knew her confidant, so he deliberately smiled and comforted, which shows that this matter actually left a very deep feeling in Su Dongpo's heart.

Yang Yi guessed that as long as this poem was mentioned, it would definitely make the two of them have many warm memories of joy and sorrow, so he not only used this song "Butterfly Loves Flowers" today, but also added a seemingly nondescript sentence of "the original lover will eventually become a family", the meaning of which is self-evident.

Su Dongpo's second wife has passed away for five years, and Wang Chaoyun has been with him since he was ten years old, and he has worked hard for nearly 30 years, never giving up, which is really not easy.

Yang Yi put down the pen, smiled and asked Su Dongpo to give her guidance on painting skills, not saying much, some things can be pointed, Wang Chaoyun is a Qinglou woman after all, I am afraid that Su Dongpo will not be able to pull that face to straighten her;

If Su Dongpo really cares about Wang Chaoyun's background, Yang Yiming said it, not only is he suspected of being a dog taking a mouse, but Wang Chaoyun's life is only afraid that it will be even more difficult;

After all, Su Dongpo is now a person with children and grandchildren, if Su Mai, Su Guo and others are disgusted with recognizing a Qinglou woman as their mother, they will definitely try their best to expel Wang Chaoyun from the Su family, and if they really go there, they will harm this virtuous woman.

Qing Niang's eyes looked back and forth on Su Dongpo and Wang Chaoyun, as if she had something to say, Yang Yi quietly signaled to her and asked her not to talk nonsense, Qing Niang smiled at him obediently, and only poured a glass of wine for Wang Chaoyun diligently, and like Yang Yi, she didn't say anything.

Su Dongpo was silent for a while, and suddenly smiled, he naturally didn't say anything about Wang Chaoyun, got up and carefully pointed out Yang Yi's painting skills, he is a rare figure in a thousand years, poetry and songs, pen and ink Danqing, everything is extraordinary, he has to give careful guidance, Yang Yi really benefited a lot.

Because Yang Yi devoted himself to learning painting, Qing Niang naturally followed suit, and at this time she also went to the table and listened carefully to Su Dongpo's every experience.

The plum blossoms outside the pavilion are smiling in the wind, the wine stove in the pavilion is fragrant, and the virtuous and dignified Wang Chaoyun and the picturesque Qing Niang accompany the side, and the Fangyuan in the afternoon is full of warmth.

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ps: I was fighting with someone in my sleep last night, and I ended up punching the wall, which was sad and blue

Today I can only type with a finger of Zen, woo woo dear, beg for comfort, please, pro understand.

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