In fact, when I was a child, I thought that when I grew up, I must be a young talent in Chang'an, who is good at writing poems and paintings, and is interested in writing poems and paintings for all kinds of girls. It's just that after staying in the valley for too long, his temperament was seriously damaged, and he was badly influenced by his master and brothers all the year round, and now he doesn't dare to boast of any talent, at most he is a literary female hooligan.

The hooligans are pretty good except that they don't sound good. Of course, there is a fundamental difference between me, a hooligan, and a street hooligan who molests a woman from a good family on the street, and the object of their hooliganism is a person, and it is also a woman. I'm different, I'm a hooligan with art. The most rogue comrade I have ever seen is Mr. Lu, who is really difficult to surpass both art and women.

The way I eat is really not Sven at all, a roast chicken in my left hand, a pot of sake in my right hand, a mouth full of oil, a few people here have long been surprised, but I was frightened Ruan Yuanwen, who drank a small sip of wine, and the speed at which I finished eating a roast chicken was just the speed at which he drank two glasses, which shows how outrageous my childhood predictions of the future are.

Ruan Yuanwen said: This benevolent brother eats a lot.

Su Su said: It's a girl.

Ruan Yuanwen: I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the girl really has a good appetite.

I said, "My father said that it is a blessing to be able to eat." You're too thin, you can't just drink, come on, eat a pig's foot to make up for it.

Ruan Yuanwen looked at the pig's feet in the bowl and didn't know how to put his mouth for a while, and cold sweat was dripping on his forehead.

When I raised my head after I had eaten and drunk, the pig's feet were barely bitten a few bites, and I felt that the well-dressed man in front of me was really not blessed, because he could not eat at all, his cheeks were sunken, skinny, his eyebrows and eyes were straight, his skin was slightly dark, and he did not look sickly.

I put down the dishes and chopsticks, raised my sleeve and wiped my mouth, and collapsed in my chair with great satisfaction.

I don't know where to start, the beginning and end of a meal are controlled by me, the first to move the chopsticks, the last to pick the chopsticks. Fugui said that there are only two endings for my behavior in the future, one is to be beaten to death by others, and the other is to beat others to death.

I've never liked to be cruel to myself, so I chose to be cruel to others.

After the meal, I half-lay down and half-sat on the chair to rest for a while, Su Su took the initiative to apply for the checkout, Ruan Yuanwen followed behind to talk, the folding fan in my hand opened and closed, closed and opened, and the people who watched were dazzled.

I held a toothpick in my mouth and looked around with half-squinted eyes. From one city to another, there were still this group of people around me, and after I was full of wine and food, I even felt that I was still in Chang'an.

There is no doubt about the prosperity and liveliness of Chicheng, compared with Chang'an, but despite this, in my heart, Chang'an still feels that Chang'an is the best, and even the width and narrowness of the city gate are the most suitable for me. I think that everyone has a city in their heart, a city that cannot be replaced.

After paying the money, our group swaggered out of the restaurant, and the talented man named Ruan Yuanwen left first.

I asked Su Su: Is there something wrong with the person surnamed Ruan looking for you?

Su Su nodded.

I said, "Tsk, sure enough."

Fugui asked: How did Master see it?

I said: He ignored a table of good dishes, and was obviously preoccupied.

Su Su said: If you say this, you have never had a heart.

I said, "This is a bad statement, and everyone has something on their minds."

Su Su said, "Oh, then I have never seen you have a bad taste."

I said, "I'm a special person, I don't think about it when I eat, I usually think when I sleep." By the way, what is he looking for from you?

Su Su said: Want to know?

I said: a little bit.

Su Su said: He asked me to borrow money.

I said, "He doesn't seem to be short of money."

Su Su said: You don't seem to be short of money.

We discussed the relationship between money and appearance while walking on the street, and after discussing for a long time, we found that there was no fundamental relationship between the two, Ruan Yuanwen belonged to the lack of food money but lack of prostitution money, the more money he lacked, the more he wanted to spend money, but his family was poor, he had no power to tie the chicken, he couldn't get high or low, he couldn't mix the rivers and lakes, he couldn't enter the court, and finally he could only do some business selling pen and ink.

Selling calligraphy and paintings definitely won't sell for much money, and I heard that he is a frequent visitor to Qinglou, so I wondered where he got his prostitution money.

According to Su Su, Ruan Yuanwen has a nickname in the market, called Ruan Gao Fang. All the calligraphy and paintings he copied can reach the point of being fake, and they are like real in the eyes of laymen.

But what is fake is fake, and it can never be true. Having said that, the market needs authenticity and fakes, probably because of the aesthetic similarity. When a thing satisfies the preferences of the vast majority of people but can only be appreciated by a few people, the same imitation is born.

If Gu Lang and others copied a poem by themselves a hundred times, a picture would be a hundred or so pictures...... This is obviously impossible. A country needs both those who rack their brains to create and those who are good at copying creation.

I asked Su Su why he borrowed money since Ruan Yuanwen had a skill.

Su Su said: I heard that it is because the imperial court has recently cracked down on fakes and fakes.

I asked, "Huh, why did you suddenly do this?"

Su Su said: Ahem, don't you know?

I shook my head.

Su Su said: Probably something that happened not long before I left Chicheng, an official in the court spent a lot of money to buy a painting of Song Yu, who was known as the first person in the landscape in the former dynasty.

I said, "Song Yu, I heard my father mention it when I was a child." It is said that Song Yu couldn't sell a painting when he was alive, and he didn't marry a wife until he was thirty-eight, so he simply set a fire to burn himself and all the paintings before he died. My father said that the beggar made a fortune with those painting rolls, and then came back and buried Song Yu.

Su Su said: It is true, Song Yu's landscape paintings are now difficult to find. The official gave the "Qishan Tu" purchased by Wan Jin to the prime minister*. * I can't put it down, and hang the scroll on the screen in the study to enjoy it every day——

Speaking of this, Su Su suddenly sneered.

I asked: What are you laughing at?

Su Su said: Ah, I'm sorry, I thought of a rumor that * only appreciated two sentences after half a month. The first sentence is: good-looking, really good-looking, and the second sentence is: wonderful, really wonderful.

I said: Hahahahaha, concise and easy to understand.

Su Su said: Don't laugh, this "Qishan Tu" was soon borrowed by the saint to watch, not so much borrowing as confiscation. The saint lay on the dragon couch and observed for three days, and he was furious, and he found that the name on the inscription was not Song Yu, but the king of Song.

I was stunned for a moment, and then laughed along.

As a result, the saint was very angry and turned around and scolded the prime minister, * was so angry that he turned his head and poured his anger on the official who gave the gift, and the official couldn't find out who the king of Song was, so all the people who imitated the fake became the king of Song, and they were all suppressed, and no one dared to risk his life on the cusp.

suffered those people with the same name and surname, and changed their names to Song Zhu, Song Quan, and Song Jin.

What I don't understand is why they would make such a small mistake when they were already planning to confuse the real with the fake.

Su Su said: Maybe it was unintentional, maybe it was intentional. I once heard Ruan Yuanwen mention in a casual conversation with him that people like him who copy not only seek to be exactly the same as the original work, but also have to be careful not to be exactly the same. It's not like a fake, it's too much like a fake.

The pursuit of artistic proximity is an academic issue, and deliberately falsifying and confusing the public for profiteering is a legal issue. So the imperial court can tolerate fakes, but not allow them.

I said: Since Ruan Yuanwen's imitation technology is first-class, will he be the King of Song?

Su Su said: Whether he is the king of Song or not, he must be a shrunken king now.

I said: No wonder Mr. Nie never let us imitate the works of famous artists, because the technology is too good and it is easy to breed evil thoughts and go down the wrong path. In the end, he couldn't even be a man, so he could only be a king.

Su Su glanced at me and said, "Thanks to this Mr. Nie's foresight."

......

The sky is full of colorful clouds, the breeze is blowing, the road under your feet is an unfamiliar road, and the same sky is still the same when you look up.

At this moment, even if you rush to the main hall of the alliance, it is the middle of the night, and most of the people who don't sleep in the middle of the night and are still hanging outside are thieves, otherwise they are sick. In this way, we naturally chose to go to Sufu to disturb for a night.

Halfway through, I suddenly stopped.

Everyone asks: What's wrong?

I said: It's not good, it's not good for me to be empty-handed, I should buy some gifts for your nurse when we meet for the first time.

Su Su smiled and said: No need.

I said, "Yes."

Su Su said: My nurse has a son, so she doesn't live with me.

I said, "Oh.

As I walked, I stopped again.

I said, "No, I'm nervous."

Changgui pushed me from behind and said, "What are you nervous, look up, it's all here."

This push directly led me to break in.

Su Su said: Jiang Jiang is really not an ordinary woman, and even the way she enters the house is so special.