Before Zhao Fei and the others arrived at the door, they saw a young man in his twenties already waiting, followed by five or six servants. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The young man bowed his hand and said, "A few people are here, and my father ordered my little nephew to wait here for a long time." ”

Zhao Fei and the others thanked him humbly, but they saw that he was wearing a familiar robe, and his face was vaguely similar to Lu Chengfeng, but his back was thick and his shoulders were broad, and his body was strong.

Zhao Fei smiled and said, "Please teach Brother Tai Da." ”

Then the latter said: "The little nephew's surname is Lu, and the cheap word is Guanying, please ask the two to directly reject the name." ”

Guo Jing said roughly: "Where do you dare to do this?" Several people walked into the inner hall while talking.

I saw that the village was beautifully furnished, carved beams and painted buildings, extremely poor and ingenious, and it was another atmosphere than the simple and majestic Zhuang courtyard in the north. Huang Rong looked at the road layout in Zhuangzhong all the way, her face was slightly surprised, and she gently pulled Zhao Fei's sleeve, and her voice was very low.

"I think there's something strange here. ”

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, it's just, forget it, let's go. ”

Huang Rong wanted to speak and stopped, which made Zhao Fei very distressed, halfway through speaking, and now it is difficult to ask more questions in public. I can only look around by myself, but except for feeling that the layout here is orderly and orderly, there is nothing wrong with it at all.

It's really an insider who looks at the doorway, and a layman who looks at the excitement.

After entering the courtyard three times, I came to the back hall, only to hear Lu Chengfeng shouting through the screen: "Please come in, please come in." ”

Lu Guanying naturally explained: "My father's legs are inconvenient, so I am waiting in the east study. ”

A few people turned the screen and saw the door of the study wide open, and Lu Chengfeng was sitting on the couch in the room. At this time, he was no longer dressed as a fisherman, wearing Confucian clothes, holding a white goose feather fan in his hand, smiling and chanting, but like a suave scholar.

Zhao Fei and a few people sat down, but Lu Guanying didn't dare to sit and stood aside. Lu Chengfeng saw two more people and asked, "Who are these two?"

Guo Jing saw the elders asking, got up and responded: "Hello owner, my name is Guo Jing." Seeing that Li Mochou was still sitting there indifferent, he called softly: "Miss Li, what about people asking you again?"

"Li Mochou. The cold tone rejects people thousands of miles away.

"Don't worry, don't worry, who can do it in life?" Lu Chengfeng suddenly sighed.

When people get old, they will have sudden sighs, and most of the young people will not, one is that the young people focus on other places, and the other is that they have no experience.

A sigh in exchange for the silence of the room, after a while, Huang Rong looked at the objects in the study, which was full of dazzling, all poetry and classics, there were many bronze and jade objects on the table, it seemed that they were all antiquities, and there was an ink painting hanging on the wall, which depicted a middle-aged scholar standing in the atrium on a moonlit night, with his hand on the hilt of his sword, looking up to the sky and looking lonely. In the upper left corner is an inscription: "Last night, the cold stinger couldn't stop singing." Shocked back to the dream of a thousand miles, it has been three watches. Get up and walk around the stairs alone. People are quiet, and the moon is bright outside the curtain. The white head is famous. The old mountain pine and bamboo are old, blocking the return journey. If you want to put your heart into Yaozheng, there are few bosom friends, who will listen to the broken strings?"

This word Huang Rong was taught by her father, and knew that it was Yue Fei's "Little Heavy Mountain", and saw that the next paragraph reads "Graffiti in the Sick of the Five Lakes Waste People", thinking that this "Five Lakes Waste People" must be the alias of the owner. But seeing that the pen in calligraphy and pictures is like a sword and a halberd, it is not only through the back of the paper, but it is like breaking the paper and flying out.

Seeing Huang Rong looking at the picture, Master Lu Zhuang remembered her words on the boat today, and couldn't help asking: "Brother, how is this painting, please taste the title." ”

Huang Rong took a closer look, with a confident smile on her face, and said, "That little can dare to talk nonsense, don't blame the owner." ”

The owner of Lu Zhuang laughed and said boldly: "Brother, it's okay to say." Huang Rong stood up, walked to the picture, and said with a subtle smile: "The picture of the owner of the village has written Yue Wumu's ambition and hesitation when he wrote the lyrics of "Little Heavy Mountain". It's just that Yue Wumu's ambition is for the country and the people, and the phrase 'white head is famous' may be a way to avoid suspicion and obscurity. Back then, the monarchs and ministers of the court wanted to negotiate peace with the Jin people, but Yue Feili couldn't hold it, but unfortunately no one listened to him. 'There are few bosom friends, who will listen to the broken strings?' These two sentences are said to refer to this matter, which is a helpless mood, but it is not a blatant attempt to oppose the imperial court. When the owner of the village paints and writes, he seems to be angry, full of grievances, although the pen is extremely strong, but the edge is exposed, as if he wants to fight to the death with the big enemy, I am afraid that the original intention of Yue Wumu when he was worried about the country is slightly inconsistent. Xiao Ke has heard people say that if the calligraphy and painting brush and ink are too powerful, and the meaning of roundness is missing, it seems that it can not be said to be a very high realm. ”

When the owner of Lu Zhuang heard this, he sighed, his expression was sad, and he was silent for a while.

Huang Rong saw that his expression was different, and thought: "I can say this bluntly, but I am afraid that I have offended him." But when my father taught this poem "Little Heavy Mountain" and the way of calligraphy and painting, he did explain it like this. Then he said: "Xiao Ke is young and ignorant, talking nonsense, and asking the owner to forgive his sins." ”

Guo Jing has been in Mongolia since he was a child, how can he understand this, Zhao Fei is not interested, he is wandering all over the world, thinking about what Huang Rong said before. In the eyes of outsiders, both of them listened obediently.

"It's good to know it's wrong, don't come and sit down. Li Mochou, who had been silent, was the first to speak, which was unexpected.

Soon Zhao Fei knew why. This Guo Jing is a scourge, he has been staring at Huang Rong, listening to it with relish, how can he know that Li Mochou has been paying attention for a long time, he is in a bad mood, and he is eyeing him. has the opportunity to fight Huang Rong, of course he will not let it go.

Saying that, the owner of the Lu Zhuang was stunned for a moment, and then his face showed joy, and he said happily: "Miss Li misunderstood, where did Brother Huang come from? As for the pen and ink being too tense, it is a big problem that I can't change. Receiving the advice of my brother is very much. He turned back to his son Lu Guanying and said, "Quickly order someone to clean up the banquet." ”

Huang Rong hurriedly thanked her and said, "Don't bother. Lu Guanying went out of the room early. Lu Zhuang said: "My brother appreciates such a fine thing, I think it is the origin of family learning, Ling Zun must be a famous Confucian, I don't know how to call it." ”

Huang Rong would never say anything, and said perfunctorily: "Xiao Ke knows what, and the owner of the village is so praised." The father set up a tent in the countryside to teach apprentices, and he was not nameless. ”

The owner of Lu Zhuang sighed: "Talented people don't meet, ancient and modern are the same." After the wine feast, go back to the study to sit down, and talk for a while, Lu Zhuang said: "Here Zhang Gong, Shanjuan two caves, is the world's wonders, a few may wish to live in the place for a few days, slowly watch." It's not early, how many of you are going to rest?"

Zhao Fei and the others stood up and said goodbye.