Chapter 133: Flowing Water
Liu Ze was stunned for a moment, his expression was a little gloomy, and said: "Hong'er, there is no need to mention her, it's all over, from now on there will only be you in my life, and there will be no other women." β
Hong'er said timidly: "She is...... Childe's lover? β
"Lover?" Liu Ze smiled bitterly and said, "Once...... It's just that she's about to be someone else's bride now. β
"God, she has to give up a man as good as Childe, and she is too ......," Hong'er cried out in surprise.
Liu Ze smiled bitterly: "Maybe there is a fate between me and her, this is fate, no one can escape the fate, now I have long been relieved, to have you is already God's greatest favor for me." β
Hong'er happily snuggled in his arms, with a shallow smile on her face. Fate, when it was really a wonderful thing, when she was most desperate, when she was most helpless, the god of fate favored her, let her get a love that originally seemed impossible to ask for, and made her the happiest woman in the whole world, even if this happiness was only for a moment, it was enough to make her satisfied.
At this time, Pan Feng said outside the door: "Lord, the team has been assembled, just wait for the lord's order." He didn't dare to rush in, but the two of them were separated, Hong'er was ashamed, Liu Ze was not uncomfortable, and said loudly: "Okay, get ready to go." β
Coming downstairs, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei and Jin Yingwei and others were already ready to go, a carriage was waiting there quietly, Hong'er walked to the carriage gracefully, but as soon as she raised her feet, her lower body was torn and painful, she couldn't help frowning slightly, but Liu Ze picked her up and put her on the carriage, which made everyone look sideways.
Liu Zezhi ignored everyone's gaze, turned over on his horse, and shouted: "Let's go!" β
The crowd rushed out and crossed the Kham Bridge to the north. Liu Ze walked to the middle of the bridge, and suddenly asked Guan Yu: "Second brother, I vaguely remember that I drank too much yesterday and wrote a lot of words on the wall of the inn, but is there such a thing?" β
Guan Yu said: "Yes, you drank too much yesterday and scribbled on the wall of the inn, which made the boss very angry, and finally I threw him a gold ingot and asked him to repaint the wall to calm his anger." β
Liu Ze smiled bitterly: "It seems that this wine can't be drunk indiscriminately in the future, a jar of wine will cause a lot of trouble." β
Zhang Fei laughed and said: "According to my old Zhang, after drinking this jar of wine, you can take advantage of the beauty, big brother." I'm also drunk, so why don't you have your good fortune. β
Liu Ze glanced at him and said, "Don't be complacent, Yide, one day someone will cure your broken mouth." β
Zhang Fei smiled and said, "I'm afraid that this person is still in her mother's womb and has not been born." β
"Okay, don't be poor, let's go, we must cross the Yellow River tonight." As he spoke, Liu Ze took the lead, rushed down the Kangqiao, and galloped away.
The shopkeeper of Kangqiao Post Station scolded and scolded while instructing his men to bring white ash and brushes: "This short-lived drunkard is so bad that he can't repaint it, it's a pity, this snow-white wall was just painted last month, look at him made a mess, it's really upside down." β
But after all, the shopkeeper's heart was full of coke, and the ingot of gold was enough to paint all the walls, although these people acted crazy, but they were bold enough.
A few men brought a large bucket of lime slurry, picked up the brush, and was about to do it when a young man next to him said: "Shopkeeper and slow, who wrote the words on this wall?" β
The shopkeeper looked at it, this person was dressed as a student, and those who could study in Taixue were either rich or expensive, and the shopkeeper said with a sneer: "Last night, a guest officer was drunk and wrote a lot of words on the wall, as for the name, the villain is unknown." β
"Scribbling?" The young man muttered, carefully studying the lines. Someone was watching, and a few guys didn't know if they should paint the walls now. The shopkeeper glanced at them and whispered to them to retreat, he couldn't afford to offend this student.
Another scholar next to him said, "Brother Wu, what's the matter, are you interested in the writing on this wall?" β
The scholar surnamed Wu said: "Brother Sun, do you think these characters are somewhat similar to the regular script created by Mr. Zhong?" β
The scholar surnamed Sun also stepped forward, carefully dignified, and said: "There are indeed some similarities, but it seems to be better than Mr. Zhong's handwriting, the pen is strong, and the flow is smooth, it is indeed a superior work, but I don't know who made it?" β
The scholar surnamed Wu looked at the last line and read: "Zhuojun Liu Runde Jiazi Year Gengchen Day...... Who is Liu Runde? β
The scholar surnamed Sun laughed and said: "Brother Wu is lonely and unheard, outside the city of Luoyang, who doesn't know the name of Liu Ze of Zhuo County, the porridge of the Yuan House is consumed every day, who is so angry and self-defeating, this Runde Gong is his cousin." β
The scholar surnamed Wu said curtly: "How can I not know the name of the big shopkeeper of Fuyuan Village, but I don't know the words." It's just that he was born as a businessman, why does he have such exquisite calligraphy? β
The scholar surnamed Sun said with a smile: "Brother Wu only knows one thing, but I don't know the other, Runde Gong is not only the god of wealth on the rich side, but also the proud protΓ©gΓ© of Lu Zhigong, the general of Beizhong Lang, in recent days, he has worshiped Cai Yong Cai Yilang's door, I heard that Ruan Yuanyu was also squeezed out of Cai's door wall, do you say he is powerful?" β
The scholar surnamed Wu was surprised: "Ruan Yuanyu is known as the leader in the circle of scholars in the capital, is it really because of Liu Ze that he withdrew from Caimen?" β
The scholar surnamed Sun said: "Cai Yong Cai Yilang's strict selection of apprentices, everyone in the world knows, can be included in the Cai family wall, is the supreme glory of today's scholars, you and I brothers combined, I'm afraid it can't enter Cai Yilang's eyes." I heard that Ruan Yuanyu competed with Liu Ze, and he lost a lot in mathematics, astronomy, and poetry, and finally had to quit Caimen. I heard that this Liu Runde is not only proficient in poetry and songs, but also breaks yin and yang, dawns the sky, and even predicts such a big thing as the heavenly dog barking moon, and what is the calligraphy of mere calligraphy. β
The scholar surnamed Wu was stunned and said, "Heaven, even the lunar eclipse can be calculated, isn't this a god?" β
The scholar surnamed Sun said: "In this way, we might as well copy these words down and let Teacher Zhong read them." β
"Okay." The scholar surnamed Wu turned back to the shopkeeper and said, "Shopkeeper, can the words on this wall be kept for some time, can you let me wait for a copy." β
The shopkeeper's face was full of smiles, and he said continuously: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, the son is free." The shopkeeper obviously knew that the customer was God, and naturally readily agreed to the requests of the gods, not to mention that these gods could not be provoked by his little innkeeper.
It took half an hour for the two scholars to copy Liu Ze's "Farewell Kangqiao" and leave together. It's also a strange thing, since the two scholars left, the young scholars have been in an endless stream, all of them are rushing to the words on the wall, which makes the shopkeeper confused, but the scholars have come one after another, bringing rolling wealth, and the shopkeeper's face is smiling.
Early the next morning, there was a big man outside the door of the post house, and the shopkeeper recognized this person, but it was a famous university scholar in the capital, Zhong Xuan, Zhong Yuanchang, a waiter of the Yellow Gate, who entered the door surrounded by a large number of young scholars. The shopkeeper hurriedly saluted, Zhong Miao waved his hand and ignored him, and asked the scholar surnamed Wu eagerly, "Where is it?" Wu and Sun hurriedly led the way and went straight to the wall.
Zhong Xuan stood in front of the wall, standing for a long time, with a solemn expression, and sighed with his hands folded: "I might as well too!" He turned away, leaving only the Mathematics Scholar looking at each other. Zhong Xuan can be called a famous calligrapher in the late Han Dynasty, the characters of the same era are only slightly inferior to Cai Yong, and Cao Cao, Wei Shui, Handan Chun, Sun Zijing and others are equally famous, proficient in seals, original regular script, the book is like Feihong playing in the sea, dancing cranes for nine days, rigid and soft are combined, there are many strange tastes, it can be described as deep and boundless, more than elegant, in the history of Chinese calligraphy, it can be compared with Wang Xizhi and called "Zhong Wang". In front of Liu Ze's calligraphy, Zhong Xuan was ashamed of himself, it can be said that it was a shock, and it was immediately widely praised in the circle of scholars in the capital.