Chapter 242: Gift of Paintings
On the main road at the foot of Peach Blossom Mountain, there seem to be more people riding horses, cars, and walking on foot in the blink of an eye.
The second New Year in Xinjing was much more lively than the first, the prince came, the iron-masked general also returned, and then there was a grand event of the scholar competition, the emperor was very happy and held a grand sacrifice.
But at this time, the people surging on the road did not come to the capital, but left the capital.
"What's the matter with these scholars?" The tea seller frowned, "Why are you running out one by one?" β
Even her, an old woman who sells tea, knows that now is the best time, because of that competition, the scholars of the poor family are rising in the capital, and those who participated in the competition were either accepted by famous Confucian masters, or placed as assistants and officials by the nobles of the noble clan, even if they did not participate in the competition, they all received unprecedented preferential treatment.
"Grandma, haven't you heard?" Chen Danzhu sat in the tea shed, occupying a table full of snacks and dried fruits, "Your Majesty is going to hold such a competition in every state and county, so everyone is in a hurry to go back to their hometowns to participate." β
She smiled and groaned as she looked at the guests sitting around her.
"Isn't it? Have you been talking about this lately? Who's to blame for this? Let's talk about it. β
There was silence in the tea shed, and everyone drank tea with their heads and shoulders hunched.
The tea seller waved her hand angrily: "Miss Danzhu, if you want to drink tea and go back to your Taoist temple to drink, ask me for a bowl of tea, refill the day's water, and you still bring your own snacks, I will die of loss." β
Chen Danzhu grinned: "Grandma, you're lively here." β
What's the excitement, as long as she sits here, the tea shed is like an ice cellar, who dares to speak-Miss Danzhu is even more terrifying now than before, she used to beat little girls and rob beautiful men, and now the iron-masked general is back, and there are thirty strong men in one dozen, well, there are still residual blood stains on the road not far away.
Originally, no one mentioned the expulsion from Beijing, and Miss Danzhu swaggered and continued to occupy the mountain as king.
Now she still comes to the bottom of the mountain to force passers-by to praise her-
The tea seller said angrily that she would close the tea shed if she did this again, and Chen Danzhu left with a smile.
Chen Danzhu left the tea shed, and the frozen people also melted, holding the hot tea bowl and stretching his body.
"But Miss Danzhu is right, this matter is indeed her credit." The tea seller carried the teapot to refill the water for everyone, and said.
Although the tea seller is not afraid of Chen Danzhu, everyone is not afraid of her, and they all laughed when they heard it.
"This matter has something to do with Miss Danzhu, but it is not her credit." "That's right, Miss Danzhu is purely self-interested, and the real credit is the third prince." "Those scholars have all said that when the third prince went to invite them, he promised today." "Why did Your Majesty do this? In the final analysis, it was for the sake of the three princes, and the three princes knelt for a day to beg His Majesty in order to exonerate Chen Danzhu. β
The tea seller was not satisfied: "What do you know, it was Miss Danzhu who said this to the emperor, so she was convicted and expelled by the emperor." β
The guests who drank the tea were also not satisfied: "We don't understand, and you don't understand Grandma, so only those scholars understand, do you think they have half a sentence of praise for Chen Danzhu?" Waiting to meet the three princes, Miss Danzhu is here - huh? β
As soon as I stopped here, I saw a car parked on the side of the road leading to the Peach Blossom Temple, and a young man in a plain robe came down, wearing a Confucian scarf, long-
"That's not the oneβ" One of the guests recognized it, stood up and said in a lost voice, unable to remember the name for a while.
"Ugly." Someone commented on the young man's appearance and reminded the guest who forgot his name.
The guest patted his head and said: "Ugly, Pan Rong, the first place in the Shu clan in the Shizi competition." β
Although not everyone has seen it, the name is now known to everyone.
How did he get here? What did he come to do? Then I saw Pan Rong straighten his robe, take a scroll from the car and go up the mountain, he actually wanted to see Chen Danzhu?
Guests, you look at me, I look at you, the tea seller came over and asked, "Is this a big finch?" β
Chen Danzhu was chopping and cutting medicine, and she was also surprised when she heard Ah Tian running to Pan Rong asking to see her.
"What does he want to see me for?" Chen Danzhu asked, although she initially looked for Pan Rong, but Pan Rong was invited by the three princes, and then she didn't interfere in the whole process, did not come forward, and had no contact with Pan Rong and others.
What is there to be embarrassed about? Chen Danzhu was a little worried, Pan Rong's fate in the previous life was very good, and in this life he changed a lot of things for Zhang Yao, although Pan Rong also became the first Shu scholar in the eyes of the emperor, but after all, he was not really tested by strategy-
If there was any difficulty, it was her sin, and she couldn't ignore it.
Chen Danzhu immediately put down the knife and asked Ah Tian to invite people in.
Ah Tian was a little unhappy: "These scholars have always been eyes and noses are not noses for Miss, what if they come to scold Miss?" β
Chen Danzhu laughed: "I'm even more afraid of scolding me." β
Ah Tian was amused by her, and her smile was a little sour: "Look at what you said, Miss, it seems that you are afraid of others praising you." β
I didn't expect Ah Tian to be really right, Pan Rong really came to praise Chen Danzhu.
Pan Rong entered the door, first bowed solemnly to the girl who was holding the hand stove and wrapped in a cloak, and then said, "I have a gift for Miss." Pick up the scroll he was holding.
Gift? Chen Danzhu took it curiously and opened it, Ah Tian came over to look at it, and was immediately surprised and surprised.
"Hey, this is a young lady." She shouted, reaching out and grabbing the scroll, so that it could be more unfolded, and she could see the smiling beauty sitting in front of the screen more clearly, she looked at the scroll, and then looked at Chen Danzhu, and the charm and posture on the painting were exactly the same as the current Chen Danzhu.
Chen Danzhu was also surprised, and couldn't help but look at it, this was the first time someone had painted her, but she immediately hid her surprise and said lazily: "The painting is not bad, let's say, what do you want me to do?" β
Pan Rong said: "I am here to thank Miss, Miss Danzhu did not hesitate to provoke His Majesty, begging the court to take the scholars, the fate of our Shu scholars, the fate of thousands of generations of descendants, have been changed, Pan Rong came today, is to tell Miss, Pan Rong is willing to be a cow and a horse for Miss, let it be driven." β
Ah Tian was dumbfounded, and Chen Danzhu was also stunned: "You, what about laughing?" β
Pan Rong smiled calmly: "Life is by no means a joke, in addition to this painting, I will also write a biography for Miss, poems and songs, I must let everyone in the world know Miss's great achievements, Miss's bodhisattva heart, never let Miss Danzhu's name change when everyone talks about it, and never let Miss Danzhu be stigmatized again!" β
The words of the reader, the pen of the reader, equivalent to the knife and gun of the soldier, can make life make people die, if there is a scholar for the young lady, then the young lady is no longer afraid of being slandered, Ah Tian shook Chen Danzhu's arm excitedly, held the painting scroll in his hand and swayed, and the beauty on it seemed to be swaying.
Chen Danzhu let go of the painting scroll, let it fall on his lap, and looked at Pan Rong: "You have been reading books for so long, and you are using them to do things for me, isn't it overkill?" β
Pan Rong smiled proudly: "Miss Danzhu is not afraid of infamy, dare to open a new road for all generations, Pan Rong I can do things for Miss Danzhu, this life is enough." β
Ah Tian couldn't help but be excited, and she didn't know what to say, so she only asked Pan Rong: "Do you really think my young lady is very good?" β
Pan Rong nodded without hesitation: "Yes, Miss Danzhu is very good." β
Listening to Ah Tian and Pan Rong talking, Chen Danzhu lowered his head, as if looking at the portrait, then raised his head and pouted arrogantly: "Of course I'm fine, but I don't think you're good." Glancing at Pan Rong, "You look too ugly, and I, Chen Danzhu, don't want everyone." β
Pan Rong was stunned, and Ah Tian was also stunned.
Chen Danzhu shook the painting on his knee: "Hurry up." β