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Hearing that the displaced people had entered Beijing, Zhao Hao, the fourth son of the emperor, couldn't sit still, and went out of the palace to Daxiangguo Temple. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing that he was about to arrive at the east gate of Xiangguo Temple, he saw a familiar figure.

That's the kind of person he avoids.

He is not afraid of the sky or the earth, but he is afraid of his uncle, Zhao Hao turned around and wanted to leave before he was discovered.

"Xiao Zhongke, you stop me!"

As soon as he heard that he was called a milk name, Zhao Hao's scalp was numb, and he knew that he couldn't hide today.

He turned around, put on a smiling face, and said, "Ah, it turned out to be my uncle!"

Gao Zunhui pointed to his nose and asked, "Just now, why did you run away when you saw me?"

"Just now?" Zhao Hao blinked, and said inexplicably, "No?"

"No?"

"Really no, I quietly ran out of the palace, just got rid of the guards, and avoided them!"

Gao Zunhui raised his eyebrows, glanced to the side, and then said, "I don't think your mother will teach you to be disrespectful and not understand etiquette." ”

Zhao Gang was one head and two big, and immediately saluted obediently, he turned his eyes to the side, and was slightly surprised: This person is handsome and extraordinary, but what is he wearing? Isn't he very poor? This person is not the same as his uncle's fox friends and dog friends.

When Chris saw the imperial pharmacist again, he was overjoyed, thinking that it was not good to ask directly, so he turned his head and asked Gao Zunhui: "Who is this?"

Gao Zunhui said: Your own son, who am you asking?

Seeing that the little uncle was about to answer, Zhao Hao hurriedly interjected: "My name is Imperial Pharmacist!"

"Imperial Medicine Master?" Gao Zun Huimeng looked at him.

Zhao Hao gave his uncle a hard look, and then asked, "This is a friend of my uncle's father-in-law, why have I never seen it before?"

"In Xia Ouyang Peak, a person from the Western Regions. Before Gao Zunhui could come back to his senses, Chris signed up.

Gao Zunhui stood there with a black line, watching the two greet each other familiarly, and said in his heart: It's really a mother and son, both of them fool each other with fake names.

Because he has been living in another hospital recently, Chris actually misses this child a little, and occasionally intersperses a few words of hush and warmth.

The Imperial Medicine Master couldn't understand why this person was so close when he saw him for the first time.

Seeing that there was a somewhat concerned look on her face, Gao Zunhui knew her intentions, so she pulled the imperial medicine master to her side and said, "What are you doing today?"

The Imperial Medicine Master replied solemnly: "At present, there is a great drought in Hebei, and the displaced people have entered the Beijing Division. In the past, the second brother would have set up a special pharmacy for the victims in the Daxiangguo Temple, not only administering medicine to cure the disease, but also sending money to let them return to their hometowns. But he and Han Xianggong were giving his father's funeral, and he was very busy. That's why I wanted to set up a pharmacy for him at Xiangguo Temple to help the victims. ”

Don't look at his young age, he already has the mind of "sympathizing with the difficulties of the people's livelihood and caring for the suffering of the people". Now he said these words in the posture of a little adult, which made Gao Zunhui very pleased.

Chris also laughed and said, "Your idea is so good. ”

"Do you think too?" The Imperial Medicine Master looked at Ouyang Feng sideways, but when he saw that his skin was fair and transparent under the sun, his face seemed a little colder, but when he stood beside him, you felt that this person was enthusiastic, like fire.

Chris nodded in approval.

The Imperial Medicine Master's expression was happy, as if he had completed a long-pending matter, and he couldn't help but be happy: "If I do this, the second brother will definitely be very happy." ”

Chris thinks it's funny when he thinks about it, the imperial pharmacist has always been arrogant, but every time he mentions him as a second brother, he shows infinite admiration and longing, compared to another brother who is the emperor, he is the second brother Zhao Hao who is most often on his lips.

"We're here to help, okay?" asked Chris, earnestly.

The Imperial Pharmacist was a little surprised, because Ouyang Feng was talking about "we", but this kind of thing, the little uncle has always ignored it. Normally, he would have yelled to quit, but today he didn't say anything?

Speaking of which, he was at a loss for how to set up a pharmacy, and now that someone offered to help, how could he not be excited. "Do you really want to help me?" he raised his eyes to Gao Zunhui when he said this.

"Where did you get so much nonsense, what is so difficult for your little thing?" Gao Zunhui looked disapproving.

The Imperial Medicine Master was dumbfounded, this is really the sun hitting the west and coming out!

After that, Gao Zunhui grabbed the imperial pharmacist, pulled him to the study, and said as he walked: "Stinky boy, the price is that you must accompany your uncle today." ”

Hearing this, the Imperial Medicine Master's face immediately changed, and he suddenly paused and said, "Don't do it." ”

Gao Zunhui smiled faintly and asked, "Do you know who opened this study?"

There are more than a thousand bookstores in Beijing. He looked up at the two-story attic-high study, and at first glance it was not a famous shop. And the door panel is half-hidden, showing that the door is closed today.

The Imperial Medicine Master scratched his head and said, "Shouldn't it be your industry, uncle?"

Gao Zunhui whispered his name in his ear.

"What!?" The Imperial Medicine Master's eyes widened, revealing a look of surprise and joy, and said, "This is the study of the painting saint?"

"Be quiet! He didn't want outsiders to know about it. ”

Wu Daoren has the title of "Song Painting Saint", and like Wu Daozi, he is also good at painting figures, not only the painting skills are at the peak, but what is more rare is that his paintings have a very high artistic conception. Emperor Renzong and his father both highly admired Wu Daoren's paintings, and Emperor Yaoshi himself was also a person who was good at painting, so he was naturally very interested in Wu Daoren. Wu Daoren has a great reputation, and there are many fakes on the market, but authentic works are hard to find. He suddenly remembered one thing, that is, on his tenth birthday, his brother-in-law gave him a true painting of Wu Daoren. Now that I think about it, my brother-in-law must have a personal relationship with Wu Daoren, so it's no wonder that he can get his paintings.

The Imperial Medicine Master immediately pursed his lips and said, "Little uncle, I know that I like his paintings, but you still hide it from me. ”

Gao Zunhui scolded with a smile: "Every time you kid sees me, it's like a mouse hiding from a cat, I want to tell you, you don't have time to listen." ”

Chris suddenly asked, "Imperial Pharmacist, do you like to draw?"

The Imperial Medicine Master nodded.

"He's not badly written. Gao Zunhui raised her eyebrows to show disdain, and the meaning of that expression seemed to say: You know that you can really pretend.

The Imperial Medicine Master smiled and said: "I think back then, painting the saint Wu Daozi was to watch Gongsun Auntie dance the sword and realize the way of painting, I thought that martial arts and painting were connected, if the two could be integrated, wouldn't it be wonderful." ”

Chris nodded frequently when he heard this, knowing that he was good at kung fu, but he didn't expect that the imperial pharmacist could also draw.

Gao Zunhui said: "Are you willing to accompany your uncle now?"

The Imperial Medicine Master nodded desperately, indicating a hundred thousand willingness.

Gao Zunhui nodded his forehead and said, "You are lucky, I guarantee to open your eyes today." ”

"Eye-opening?

"Wu Daoren is not the only one who can paint, the one I brought today is guaranteed to surprise even the painting saint himself. ”

Listening to what the little uncle said, the Imperial Medicine Master couldn't help but stare at Ouyang Feng, how could he not have thought that the person in front of him could also draw?

As soon as he entered the door, the shopkeeper of the study greeted him and said with a smile: "Gao Xiaogongzi, please please hurry!"

"Everyone's here?"

"Everyone has arrived, just waiting for you!"

Gao Zunhui nodded with a smile and asked, "What did I ask you to prepare?"

"I've been prepared for a long time. ”

After Chris entered the store, he looked around, and the layout of this small bookstore was simple and simple, but he could also see that the owner's taste was different.

Gao Zunhui explained to Chris beside him: "The second floor here is better, let's go, let's go up!"

When they went upstairs, the shopkeeper went up to the door panel from the inside, and after the lock was dropped, he hurried up.

On the second floor, a large eight-fold screen comes into view, and a landscape painting is painted on the screen.

The Imperial Medicine Master took a few steps closer to see, there were piles of green and green, a group of hazy mountains, the water waves were roaring and proud, and the apes and cranes could be seen flying in the picture, and there were hidden traces of fishing woods...... The reason why a gentleman loves landscapes is because landscapes are feasible, desirable, swimming, and habitable.

In the blink of an eye, the imperial pharmacist was immersed in the painting, and he felt that although he was in the strictness of the Forbidden City, he had to indulge in the fun of thousands of miles of landscapes, and the painting had such an artistic conception, not everyone could do it.

Gao Zunhui smiled and said, "Isn't this going to dazzle you?"

The Imperial Medicine Master was stunned when he heard this, but his heart was pounding and looking forward to it.

Turning the screen, I saw an empty hall. In the center of the hall is a large mahogany table, covered with black flannel, which looks like a place for paintings. Around the room were several mahogany tables, each with two chairs, tea sets and a few fruits and pastries.

There were some calligraphy, paintings, and ink treasures hung on the walls around him, and the imperial medicine master couldn't wait to watch them.

On one side of the hall is a lacquered wood folding door that is wide open. Inside is a private room, with a low couch with a screen by the window, as well as a few circle chairs and small tables, comfortable and comfortable, and the room is smoked with elegant incense, which makes people feel more comfortable. At first glance, there were several people sitting or standing in the room.

Chris said in his heart: It's really like an art salon here, which is interesting.

At this moment, a middle-aged man shouted and said, "The little boy is coming! We have been waiting for a long time!"

Gao Zunhui frowned, thinking: This person is very talented, but he can't change the problem of flattery. He waved his hand and said, "Lord Shen said that I am laughing, I have already entered the office, and you are the boss when you say this, so it will be a shame for the lower officials." ”

"How dare you!"

Suddenly, a voice said coldly: "Brother Ziyu, you sent someone to gather us here, but you arrived late, how can you be punished?"

A young man sat in a circle chair with his back to them, and he couldn't see his face, and Chris only thought that the voice sounded a little familiar.

Another young man sitting on the edge of the low couch stood up, he was wearing a blue half-arm shirt with a straight plum pattern embroidered on green silk, and said with a smile: "This time, Bo Shi is afraid that you have completely whetted his appetite, if you don't come again, he will really not be able to sit still." ”

Chris felt that this man was also a little familiar.

Gao Zunhui walked into the private room and asked rhetorically, "Where is he such a breathless person?"

The sitting boy turned his head, he was wearing a crane with a begonia pattern, a small bunker on his head, and a wave of his big sleeves was a greeting.

Chris recognized two young men at this time, the last time I saw them in Yuxian Tower, they were among several students, they seemed to be surnamed Li, what are they called......

Chris was thinking about it when he heard a slightly rough voice say: "Ziyu, Ziyu, the most hateful thing is that you gather everyone, but in the name of the old man, they don't punish you, and the old man can't spare you." ”

The man who spoke was dressed in a bean-colored collared shirt and a flowing scarf, and his demeanor was gentle, and he looked at the visitor with a long beard.

Chris saw that the Imperial Medicine Master came over when he heard the sound and stood beside him respectfully, and knew that this old man was Wu Daoren, the "painting saint" in his mind.

Gao Zunhui giggled and said, "If you don't want to be the east, do you want me to be the east?"

Wu Daoren counted him down two more sentences, then looked at Chris and the Imperial Medicine Master with curious eyes, and asked, "Who are these two?"

Gao Zunhui pointed at the Imperial Pharmacist and said, "This is my nephew, named the Imperial Pharmacist. Don't look at his young age, he is also good at painting. ”

The Imperial Medicine Master said in his heart: In front of the painting saint, I said that I am good at painting, and you are deliberately trying to shame me to death, uncle! ”

Wu Daoren responded with a smile when he heard this, turned his head to look at Gao Zunhui, and sneered: "The old man doesn't look like you, he is more interesting and polite than you!"

This joking remark came out of the mouth of the painting saint, and the atmosphere was very relaxed, and everyone should laugh.

Next, all eyes were on Chris. As soon as they entered the door, everyone became curious, this person was really dressed strangely, just waiting for Gao Zunhui to introduce him.

Who knew that Gao Zunhui said to the strange-clothed man first: "I'll introduce them to you." ”

"You must have guessed this, Wu Daoren, Wu everyone!"

Chris clenched his fists and pushed forward, saluting Wu Daoren.

This action is obviously a posture of greeting people in the martial arts, today it is obviously Gao Ziyu who gave gifts first, and asked them to meet friends in the study of the Wu family, why invite such a number one, and now everyone is suspicious of his identity.

"This is Shen Kuo, Lord Shen! He is a knowledgeable and talented person who is proficient in Qimen techniques!"

Shen Kuo waved his hand again and again: "Gao Xiaogongzi praises!"

Everyone saw that the strangely clothed man still clasped his fists and saluted, with an indifferent face.

Gao Zunhui was just about to speak, but the young man sitting said to himself: "Under Li Gonglin, it's polite." ”

He said this, but he did not get up.

Seeing this, the strange-clothed man nodded slightly.

However, the imperial pharmacist exclaimed: "Your Excellency is Shuzhou Li Boshi?"

Li Gonglin didn't expect a child to be able to call out his name and background, so he sat up and replied, "Exactly." ”

"Students have seen your Mobao. ”

Li Gonglin is famous in Beijing, but he is not an open painter like Wu Daoren, and his paintings are very rare, only a few paintings are collected by the Royal Academy of Painting, so his paintings are even rarer than Wu Daoren's paintings.

Li Gonglin thought about it carefully, he seemed to have sent a painting to Gao Zunhui, and it was not a big deal that his nephew had seen it.

As everyone knows, the Emperor Yaoshi saw these paintings in the Royal Academy of Painting, and he said with great interest: "Mr. waved a little, showing the grace of the Wei and Jin dynasties, the characters in the paintings are flying, light and clear, and the spirit is superb." ”

Everyone was surprised, and they all felt that this child was so young that he could say these words, and he was also extraordinary.

Li Gonglin showed an approving look and nodded.

Gao Zunhui suddenly interjected: "Okay, okay, you two don't interrupt; ”

Li Gonglin smiled and said, "Everyone Wu is right, this kid is much more pleasing to the eye than you!"

Gao Zunhui ignored him, pointed to another young man and said, "His name is Li Zhiyi, Uncle Duan, and he is a close friend of Boshi." Halfway through speaking, he looked around and wondered, "What about Mrs. Li?

"Gao Xiaogongzi finally remembered that the slave family is coming?" A woman's voice sounded in this elegant room, and it was very beautiful.