The porter took the calligraphy and painting given by Qin Xuan, and ran to He Xingjian's study with his feet in the wind. "Master, someone sent a pair of calligraphy and paintings outside the door!"

In the study, a gentle and calm voice came out. "Don't be so anxious, speak slowly!"

When the porter heard this, he slowed down, pushed open the door, and said unhurriedly: "Master, there are three scholars outside the door who ask to see them, and the younger one does not let them enter the house!" However, the person who led the group gave a pair of calligraphy and paintings, saying that it was for the master! ”

He Xingjian was practicing calligraphy, and when he heard this, he was not moved, put down the brush, stretched out his hand and said, "Take it, I'll take a look!" ”

When He Xingjian opened the calligraphy and painting, he saw the upper part of the scroll, three big characters of flowing clouds and flowing water: "Plum in the snow", the words written by Qin Xuan, although it is not everyone's style, but it is also the head of all families in the future. He Xingjian didn't realize that the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and he nodded frequently. Pull another scroll, look down, only to see a few strokes, outline a few plum blossoms, no snow, no branches, nothing else, I can't help but secretly say: such a simple painting, it's a pity that three good words!

Seeing that there were still a lot of scrolls, he simply opened them all, caught a glimpse of the bottom of the plum blossoms, and left a poem: "**The cold wind brings snow, and the ice flowers are fragrant all over the sky." Look through the window to look for it, only to see plum blossoms. ”

After reading it, He Xingjian couldn't help but be amazed, and muttered to himself: "A remnant painting, a poem, and the artistic conception is all out, it is really a pen that turns stones into gold!" He suddenly raised his head, looked at the porter, and asked, "He Jili!" Where is the person who gave me calligraphy and painting? ”

He Jili, that is, the person in the porter, heard this, bowed his head slightly, glanced at He Xingjian, remembered that Qin Xuan and the three of them were waiting under the willow tree outside the door, and said hurriedly: "Master, those three people are waiting outside the door at the moment!" ”

He Xingjian got up, he wanted to open his mouth, but he didn't know what he thought, and a wicked smile flashed at the corner of his mouth. "He Jili, you wait and lead those three people to the study, master, I will leave half a poem, and when the three people sit down, you can ......"

After listening to He Xingjian's words, He Jili nodded, and went out to greet Qin Xuan and the others.

Qin Xuan and the three of them walked into the He Mansion with He Jili, and they couldn't help but be attracted by the scenery in the courtyard, a pool of clear water gurgling, and a picturesque pavilion on the side. I can't help but feel that He Xingjian loves elegance, thinking that He Xingjian is good at poetry, and secretly said in his heart: An idyllic literati, if you want to come here, you will definitely gain something!

Walking into the study, Qin Xuan's first feeling was that it was clean and tidy, with several paintings and calligraphy on the wall, and the artistic conception was far-reaching. He Jili stretched out his hand and pointed to the wooden chair on the side, and signaled: "Son, sit down, my master will be here in a moment!" ”

Qin Xuan smiled slightly, nodded gently, and sat straight on the wooden chair. After a while, a slim maid served tea. Qin Xuan picked up the teacup, took a sip lightly, and said with a smile: "The tea is fragrant, it can be seen that He Yuan must be a very particular person!" ”

He Jili laughed dryly, picked up a piece of straw paper from the desk, and said casually: "Since the son is a literati, you might as well take a look at the poems written by my master!" ”

Hearing this, Qin Xuan chuckled a few times and reached out to take the straw paper. When I looked at it, I saw the book: "One, two, three streams, four, five, six frogs." Unconsciously frowned and said, "Hey, why are there only two sentences?" ”

He Jili blinked his eyes, pretending to suddenly realize: "Oh--maybe my master has never finished writing!" Yesterday, my lord was meditating by the pool, and he blurted out these two sentences, and said, what artistic conception, difficult to interpret, it's a pity! ”

After hearing this, Qin Xuan thought for a while, and said, "Why don't you continue two sentences for your master?" ”

He Jili was worried that he didn't know how to say this, but he didn't expect Qin Xuan to bump into him by himself, and said happily: "That's naturally good!" Stretching out his hand, he gestured, "Come, Childe go to the desk and write it!" ”

Qin Xuan was not pretentious, he got up and stepped forward, took the pen, and whispered quite proudly: "One, two, three streams, four, five, six frogs." It could have been comfortable, so why make a noise. ”

Qin Xuan had just finished reading, and a hearty laugh came from outside the door. "Haha--Childe's sentence is really a stroke of God! The old man wrote two unwritten verses with his pen, and he was injected with aura! ”

Hearing this, Qin Xuan turned his head and saw a person about fifty years old, with white skin and a clean face, and a radiant look, slowly entering. After thinking about it for a while, he stepped forward and bowed his hand and said, "It must be He Yuanwai!" ”

He Xingjian stretched out his hand to caress his chin and short beard, and said with a smile: "Old man He Xingjian, I don't want to meet such a talented son!" ”

Qin Xuan stretched out his hand and waved it lightly, and said casually: "He Yuanwai is really elevated, he knows a little bit about fur, how dare he call him a great talent!" ”

"Childe, what do you call it? In the land of Yuhang, all the people with some literary names, the old man has some friendship, and he looks at the son's face! ”

"Qin Zhihao in Xia Qin Xuan is the new county commander of this county, when I first arrived here, I heard that He Yuan's foreign language is very good, and I came to visit!"

He Xingjian was slightly surprised, returned to normal for a moment, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be Lord Qin, deigning to come, the contempt mansion is really full of splendor!" ”

Qin Xuan hurriedly smiled and said: "Where did He Yuanwai say, say some identity, it seems to be raw, there is only one junior student who came to visit today, where is there any adult!" ”

When He Xingjian heard this, he laughed a few times, turned around, looked at He Jili, and said, "He Jili, put some wine and food in the pavilion by the pool, and the old man wants to ...... with Lord Qin Oh no, Qin Gongzi drinks and talks happily! ”

Qin Xuan and the others followed He Xingjian to the gazebo, and when they walked to the side of the gazebo, He Xingjian suddenly stopped, turned around and smiled at Qin Xuan. "Qin Gongzi, how about you take a look at the old man's gazebo?"

Qin Xuan raised his head and looked carefully for a long time, and then looked around. After a moment, he said slowly: "The water in one pond is as clear as promised, and a few white clouds are faint. The spring breeze caresses the willows and willows and sings lightly, smiling and watching the flowers dance by themselves. ”

"Good! The spring breeze rustles the willows, and the flowers are quiet with a smile, and the poems of Qin Gongzi make the old man deeply admired. He Xingjian praised Qin Xuan fiercely, and after a change of words, he suddenly said: "However, Qin Gongzi, the pavilion here has been built for several years, and it has not been named, so it is better for Qin Gongzi to leave some ink treasures for him and then give him an elegant name, how about it?" ”

Qin Xuan smiled slightly and bowed his head slightly. "Since He Yuanwai has this intention, then I will make a fool of myself!"

When He Xingjian heard this, he immediately smiled, turned back to the maid who was waiting on the side, and ordered: "Go and bring the four treasures of the study!" ”

"Yes!" The maid nodded, and Fang wanted to turn around and leave, but He Xingjian said again: "Take the good rice paper!" ”

Several people sat on the stone bench of the pavilion, He Xingjian touched his chin and short beard, and proposed: "The old man's wine, but Taiyuan Daofenyang famous wine Fenqing, this wine is as clear as water, fragrant, if Qin Gongzi wants to drink, then you have to make a wine order!" ”

When Qin Xuan heard this, he secretly said in his heart: Fenqing? It's still my brother, I helped improve it! I thought truthfully in my heart, but I couldn't say that, and shook my head slightly: "Outside of Heyuan, is it difficult to make things difficult again?" ”

"How can this be called a difficulty, it's just a game between our drinks!"

There was a hint of cunning in He Xingjian's eyes, Qin Xuan saw it clearly, and he didn't care, and said casually: "Since He Xingjian has this intention, it is better to be respectful than obey his fate!" ”

He Xingjian saw that the treacherous plan had succeeded, and laughed and said: "Okay, this first question, naturally the old man will come out first, and Gongzi Qin will answer!" Without waiting for Qin Xuan to speak, he hurriedly continued: "The old man has the title of 'pavilion', it's not difficult!" ”

Qin Xuan couldn't help frowning slightly, and secretly said in his heart: The pavilion is the topic, the more simple the topic, the more difficult it is to do! Closed his eyes and pondered for a long time before he spoke: "The octagonal water pavilion by the pool is open, and the breeze in the pavilion rises in all directions. The table is set up to feast and drink, and the staff is invited to chant poetry. ”

After Qin Xuan's poem was finished, He Xingjian couldn't help but shake his head slightly, stretched out his hand and pointed at Qin Xuan and said with a smile: "Okay, you Qin Gongzi, make a poem, and even talk about the old man!" ”

Qin Xuan laughed, picked up the wine glass, raised his head and drank it all, and said with a smile: "A poem, in exchange for a glass of wine, should He Yuanwai be the same?" ”

He Xingjian's gaze suddenly focused on Qin Xuan's back, Qin Xuan couldn't help but be a little puzzled, and turned his head to look. The maid held the paper, ink, pen and inkstone, and a subordinate behind her carried a few feet and came slowly.

Qin Xuan hadn't looked back yet, He Xingjian said with a smile: "The four treasures of the study have already been taken, so please ask Gongzi Qin to leave the ink treasure!" ”

Although Qin Xuan was a little helpless, it was not easy to refuse, he shook his head slightly, got up, walked to Changji, and wrote the three big characters of "Bishui Pavilion" with a pen. He Xingjian, who was on the side, nodded frequently, and whispered to the subordinate: "Put away this pair of words, go back to find a carpenter, and let me make a plaque!" ”

After speaking, he looked at Qin Xuan, who was motionless, and said with a smile: "Just bother Qin Gongzi to write the poem of Fang Cai!" ”

Qin Xuan dipped in ink, changed to a line of letters, and slowly wrote: "The water in the pond is as clear as promised, and a few white clouds are faint. The spring breeze caresses the willows and willows and sings lightly, smiling and watching the flowers dance by themselves. ”

He Xingjian stepped forward, blew the ink, and said with a smile: "The old man has no hobbies in his life, but he loves poetry, writing and painting!" Today, I was able to hear the poems of Qin Gongzi and get Qin Gongzi's ink treasure, which is also a great pleasure! Drink a glass of wine! After speaking, without waiting for Qin Xuan to respond, he walked straight to the pavilion, picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

Seeing this, Qin Xuan smiled and said, "He Yuanwai is really refreshing, then the question will be out in the next place!" ”

I saw He Xingjian smile, stretched out his hand to stop Qin Xuan, and said, "You have a drink, I have a drink, and now it's time for a son, so it's the old man who asked the question!" ”

When Qin Xuan heard this, he couldn't help but be a little speechless, and said in his heart: I would never have thought that He Yuanwai would be such a scoundrel!

Drinking and having fun, time flies, seeing that the sun is three poles, noon is approaching, Qin Xuan has to hurry to the topic: "He Yuanwai, in fact, I came here today, I really have something to discuss with you!" ”

He Xingjian waved his hand slightly and said: "The old man is quite happy today, Qin Gongzi is such a friend, the old man has also decided that other things, don't take it to the wine table, the old man understands!" ”

When Qin Xuan heard this, he was immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly saluted: "Thank you first!" ”

He Xingjian slowly raised his head, stared at Qin Xuan for a long time, and suddenly smiled: "Okay, then you can write another poem, and it will be regarded as a thank you gift." Haha-"