After reading this picture, everyone sighed and sighed, this is not only a painting, but also their life, from the day they put on the green clothes and picked up the ring ruler, they have not put it down for more than 30 years, and the line of poems in the gap in the upper right corner of this picture is more like a commendation for their achievements in this life. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I don't envy the golden jade, I don't envy the white jade cup.

Do not envy the province of the DPRK, and do not envy the twilight of Taiwan.

Thousands of envy of the academy, ten years of education of the world's talents. ”

"Lao Wen, I originally wanted to finish this painting for you, but now I don't dare to put pen to paper," Li Ang said with a sigh of emotion

"Yes, if such a painting is destroyed in the hands of you and me with these poor painting skills, this is a great pity" Wu Qinghe also admired

Han Tongwen looked at it, what is the situation, shouldn't you persuade Fat Man Wen to stop and not draw, how to listen to the tone one by one seems to be encouraging. However, Han Tongwen was indeed shocked by this painting, the essence of which lies in the remaining two volumes, one of the young man is the inheritor of ideas, and the other is the communicator.

"But Lao Wen's body really can't stand it, so I'm painting after cultivating for a while," Liu Keding said

"You can't go on with fatigue, otherwise you'll really collapse," Gao Lian said

"Fart" talks about the fat man when painting, he is irritable, "What you need to paint is a flash of inspiration, and now you have the best feeling that you let me rest for a while....."

Wen Fat Man struggled to get up, but he still fell softly on the bed.

"That's it, Han Tongwen, in the future, you will come over to accompany Mr. Wen to paint every day, but you must not let him paint for too long, painting is important, people can't have anything, something is wrong, I want you to look good" Even Li An began to threaten Han Tongwen, Han Tongwen shuddered, hoping that this Uncle Wen would give him some face.

"In this way, let's each write a poem, and in the future, this masterpiece will be passed on to future generations, and we can also follow it," Wu Qinghe proposed

"Okay, good, great goodness" Li An laughed "I'll come first"

Li An lifted the pen, and the pen walked the dragon and snake "so that the peach and plum are all over the world, why use the front of the hall to plant flowers"

After blowing the ink, after this line of small print, Li Anchong took out his seal in his arms, and then printed it on the top of the poem.

"The crane hair and silver threads reflect the sun and the moon, and the heart is full of blood and fertile new flowers" Wu Qinghe also stamped his seal on it after he finished writing

Han Tongwen understood that this was not praising Lao Wen, but forcibly entering the play, and he wrote a poem for himself and added it to it.

"Wen is better than Wu Mengyang, martial arts Qingya Sheng" Liu Keding is not to be outdone, Wu Mengyang is Wu Qinghe, Wu Qinghe is a well-known scholar in the Tang Dynasty, and he insists that he can compare to Wu Mengyang in terms of writing a martial artist, and Wu is even more educated the students of Qingya Academy, which is a little unreliable.

Shi Zhongyuan thought for a moment "Qu Gao and Widow, Mo Ming Chess Second"

Music and chess are also the best in history, using other people's paintings, blatantly boasting about themselves, Han Tongwen was amazed, it was Gao Lian's turn, Gao Lian waved his hand and refused.

"I can't do it, I can't do it"

"I'm coming!" Han Tongwen happily picked up the pen, but was directly kicked out

"Even if you dare to write next to us, it's not big or small," Wu Qinghe said

The six paintings are very large, plus a few characters are not very large, so they do not seem crowded, plus the seals of these people are even more precious, not to mention Liu Keding, Li An, Wu Qinghe and Shi Zhongyuan are all famous Confucians in the Tang Dynasty, and this inscription makes Wen Qi'an's painting worth double.

The remaining two paintings of Wen Fat Man have actually been simulated many times, and it is not very difficult to be regarded as a bamboo in his chest, but every day he needs Han Tongwen to beg his grandfather to tell his grandmother to stop writing. Wen Fatty's back is even more hunched, even walking is procrastinating, and it takes three days, this grand painting is finally finished, Wen Fatzi looked at this painting complacently, and he framed it, and he had to appreciate it for an hour or two every day, and after admiring it for a few days, he asked Han Tongwen to send it to the old castle of Qinglou under the mountain.

"Mr. Wen, you have spent a lot of this month's hard work, and there are inscriptions from the other four gentlemen, just give it to her?" Han Tongwen was a little reluctant, this painting was placed in Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty, and it would also cause a rush, which was extremely precious, but now it was going to be given to a Qinglou.

"A good man is full of words, since he promised her to give her a better pair, then he must fulfill his promise" Wen Fatzi actually enjoyed the process of painting

"But ......" Han Tongwen hesitated and was reluctant.

"But what, the old man asked you to give her the painting, but he didn't say that he wouldn't let you spend money to buy it back, and he went to the Qinglou twice, can he still not give money" Wen Fatzi had an expression that I meant that.

"That's right, I can still buy it back, hahahaha" Han Tong Wenle laughed

"The old man can make this painting, even if he is dead, he can be blinded" Wen Fatzi is very open to life and death, because he has been painting for half a month, and his body is weaker than before.

This painting that can be called a rare treasure was sent to the old fort, and he told him to keep it well, he will redeem this painting in the future, the head of the old castle is like a chicken pecking rice, although she is in the dust, not to mention this painting, just how much the names of these seals are worth he knows very well, at least all the belongings of this green building are not as good as this painting.

The days passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, from midsummer to early autumn, there were bursts of depression. For two months, the body of the fat man did not improve, but became more serious, and the time to sleep every day was longer than the time to wake up, fortunately, the fat man was still in a very good mental state as always when eating. Han Tongwen will occasionally cook some tonic dishes for him, because the big fish and meat are afraid that they can't digest them, and they can only make some vegetarian dishes, every day all the old gentlemen will come to Han Tongwen's bamboo house, Han Tongwen doesn't dare to use some unknown materials to cook, otherwise, if these old guys are served in a pot, the emperor will not kill him, and he himself will commit suicide.

Among the five old men, the most edible is the fat man Wen who is in the worst physical condition, the fat man has bad teeth, but a bowl of beautiful egg drop soup soaked in steamed buns, and the fat man Wen ate three of them.

"I knew that your kid had the ability to change teeth in the past, how could I let you go, old man, and then serve a bowl" Wen Fat Man laughed and said, "I've lived all my life, and I know that this egg still eats like this, if the old man can still afford to lift a pen now, I will definitely give you a picture of egg flowers"

"Mr. Wen, you've eaten a lot today," Han Tongwen was a little worried

"What do you know, don't eat more now, wait until your eyes are closed, and then eat" Wen Fat Man didn't care

"I'm afraid that you will close your eyes until you eat," Han Tongwen slandered

"Also, in this season, you will make us these vegetarian dishes? Do you look down on us?" Liu Keding said

"Do you always say autumn?" asked Han Tongwen

"Look at you, who has poor life experience," Wu Qinghe knocked on the table dissatisfiedly, "I usually have lazy work, read more books." Each season has different customs, the beginning of autumn bites spring, sticking to the fat. Eating melons at the beginning of autumn can avoid diarrhea in the spring of the next year, which is called biting spring. The fat is too hot on dog days, and the appetite is also poor, so they will be thinner, and if they are thin, they need to make up for it, how to make it up, simply put, it is to eat meat, and it is to eat fatty meat"

Han Tongwen can be regarded as understanding, and these feelings are disgusted with no meat dishes.

"Since you've always said so, I'll send you a few meat dishes tomorrow to feast your mouth."

Han Tongwen's cooking skills are very good, beef and mutton are easy to get hot and not too easy to chew, and I didn't think about it, although the summer has just passed, but the heat has not completely disappeared, Han Tongwen thought about it, duck meat is cold and easy to digest, will not cause a burden on the stomach, and added angelica, made a bowl of nourishing angelica duck soup, won the approval of Mr. Although. Han Tongwen is busy in the season of sticking to fat, and he can't stop practicing in the morning, and he still has classes from time to time in the afternoon, and he tries his best to cook for these old gentlemen.

In the middle of the night, Han Tongwen lay on the treetops and watched the moonlight, which was his favorite thing, looking at the bright moon in the sky, his mood was extremely quiet. Although he was very tired every day, he was not bitter at all, his parents died early, and even Han Tongwen was thanking God for giving him these old gentlemen, listening to their chattering reproaches, watching them grow old day by day, and allowing him to have such a way of filial piety. Ordinary people can't understand that sometimes it's a very happy thing to be beaten and scolded by your loved ones. Han Tongwen enjoyed the cold moonlight with a smile on his face.

"What to cook for them tomorrow? you can't eat more meat" Han Tongwen worries about what to cook for the old gentlemen every day, changing tricks to please their appetites, and now Qiao Song and the little wolf are the happiest, and even Shizuka has a trace of pink meat on her face.

On this day, Han Tongwen deliberately ended his cultivation early from the mountain, just to make them a seemingly simple, but complicated dish, boiling water cabbage.

Boiling water cabbage, said to be cabbage, is actually a clever use of clear soup, and the most complicated and difficult to make is also in the clear soup. The key point of boiling water cabbage is hanging soup, the soup needs to be strong and clear, clear as boiling water, at first glance, the white water is soaked in a few cabbage hearts, there is no oil flower in a star, but it is fragrant and refreshing to eat in the mouth. Han Tongwen specially prepared hens and ducks, elbows, and worked hard to find some dried scallops at the bottom of the mountain, hung the soup for an afternoon, and used several pots of waste.

"Master, you must succeed" Qiao Song said weakly on the side, "I really can't eat it with the little wolf."

The little wolf hiccuped a few times.

As soon as the dish was finished, Han Tongwen asked Little Wolf and Qiao Song to send it to several gentlemen's homes, Dong Bohua in the Library Pavilion also had it, the medical hall was cheap, and the dishes of the fat man Wen were personally sent by him. Fat Wen looked at the water with a disgusted look at a few cabbages soaked in the water

"The quality of today's dishes is not ordinarily low," Wen Fat didn't even move his chopsticks

"You can taste it first," Han Tongwen encouraged, "Taste, taste"

Han Tongwen invited again and again, and then Wen Fatzi picked up the soup spoon, took a bite of it, and his eyes lit up, "Good boy, I really have you."

After eating, the fat man Wen patted his round belly, and fell asleep groggily, Han Tongwen was a little sad, the fat man Wen with a gentle personality may not be able to accompany him for long.