Chapter 7 Cold Food Post

It was after this gunshot that the original strange atmosphere suddenly disappeared completely. Suddenly, the Dharma Protector will return to the statue. The originally dim banquet hall was also lit up. More than a dozen candles were burning, emitting a sweet scent. It's beeswax!

And the eunuchs and palace maids who were originally asleep woke up from a big dream one by one. The frightened face changed color, and he fell asleep while serving the immortal master to save people, but he got into a big disaster!

Wen Fei ignored them, and the huge gunfire alarmed the entire imperial city, and in a moment, there was a sound of neat footsteps, and a group of forbidden troops drove over.

At the same time, in an abandoned temple in the corner of the garden not far away. An old Taoist who sat cross-legged in front of the altar had blood flowing between his eyes, ears, nose and mouth......

On the second day, Wen Fei had just gotten up and walked around, when some people came to visit. This man was thirty years old, with a white face and beard, and he looked quite handsome. But it was Liang Shicheng, the hot eunuch in the palace.

He saw Wen Fei arch to the ground from afar: "Thank you Immortal Master for speaking up for my father!"

Wen Fei knew that the status of this guy was equivalent to Wei Zhongxian and Li Lianying. It is better to offend a gentleman than a villain. Therefore, he smiled slightly and said: "There is no need to be polite, Su Xian is a star in the sky who fell into the mortal world, and returned to the sky, so I don't need to say much, although now some are slandered." But Su Xian's reputation in later generations should also be on par with Li Taibai!"

This is really not Wen Fei's nonsense, later generations not only China admired Su Dongpo, but even primary school students knew his bold lyrics. It is said that there are dozens of festivals related to Su Dongpo in Japan, such as the Su Shou Festival, which is to celebrate Su Dongpo's birthday.

Later, Su Dongpo's handwritten "Cold Food Post" was exiled to Japan. In September 1923, the great earthquake in Tokyo, Japan, the collector Kikuchi Yutang's home was damaged, and the collection of ancient celebrity calligraphy and paintings was almost destroyed. At that time, the Japanese newspaper directly said that even if half of Tokyo was burned, it would be worth it as long as it could grab this cold food post......

Even the Japanese are so crazy about Su Dongpo's artworks, and now those people are actually thinking of banning Su Dongpo's articles and burning Su Dongpo's works. That's really a kick in the head by a donkey!

Liang Shicheng, who said this, had a light on his face, and arched to the ground again: "Thank you Immortal Master for revealing the secret of heaven!"

Wen Fei smiled faintly: "It's okay, even if I say this in front of the official family." ”

Liang Shicheng was overjoyed, took out a notebook with great importance, handed it to Wen Fei and said: "The immortal master admires his father so much, he should be his father's bosom friend. This cold food post will only be humiliated in the hands of the immortal master!"

What, what? This is a cold food post? Wen Fei had just turned the allusion his father had told him in his heart, and he didn't expect to see the real thing.

At this moment, Wen Fei's hands trembled. This is a national treasure! No, it is a national treasure among national treasures. You know, the cold food post is not only known as the third line of books in the world!

With such a legendary story, it can be worth half of the peerless divine book in Tokyo, Japan. Let the value of this notebook rise infinitely in Wen Fei's heart.

"Since I came to Huangzhou, I have passed three cold foods, and I want to cherish spring every year, and I can't regret spring when I go. This year, it rained bitterly, and the autumn was ...... in February"

This is the sigh of life of Su Shi during the Cold Food Festival in the third year of being demoted to Huangzhou. The poem is written in a desolate and affectionate manner, and the calligraphy of this poem is also inspired by this mood and situation.

The whole calligraphy is ups and downs, brilliant, unrestrained, and unrestrained. is a person like Wen Fei who doesn't know anything about art, but when you look at the scroll, you can feel a kind of desolate melancholy loneliness, which makes people's eyes sour and almost shed tears.

Wen Fei was still thinking about how much such a treasure could be sold for, but when he saw it at this time, he was extremely reluctant in his heart, and said in his heart: Anyway, there is a copy in the collection of the National Palace in Taipei, and I don't have the seal of those collectors in later generations, and others will say that it is fake when I take it out. I'll keep it for myself!

Seeing Wen Fei's gaffe like this, his hands trembled slightly, and Liang Shicheng sighed: "This book is in the hands of the immortal master, and it is the right person!"

Wen Fei smiled slightly, but there was a tremor born from the depths of his heart. It seems that I originally traveled through this Northern Song Dynasty time and space, and I have always had a feeling of unreal dream. But now that I opened the cold food post, I felt Su Dongpo's loneliness and melancholy, as if he had suddenly made this illusory world real.

It's as if I really touched history for the first time......

Liang Shicheng bowed again, but stopped talking. The two of them were at ease again, and they laughed at the same time. Then Liang Shichengcai said: "What Han Huizhi said in the past, the grasshopper shook the tree, which is ridiculous. There are always some traitors and villains who slander in front of the officials, regard the late father as a member of the Yuanyou Party, and prohibit the destruction of the first father's articles. But a certain family wants to borrow the words of the immortal master and tell the official family to listen to it!"

Wen Fei naturally agreed to it, firstly, to marry this Liang Shicheng, and secondly, to overturn the case for Su Dongpo, a great writer, even if it was naturally not shirked.

With this relationship between the two, they are all intimate. Liang Shicheng took a step closer and said in a low voice, "Did the Immortal Master receive the news that I asked someone to send you?"

Wen Fei was stunned for a moment, and then remembered the small note. It turned out that Liang Shicheng sent it, and he felt a little more grateful in his heart, and he was about to thank him. But he heard Liang Shicheng lower his voice and said, "Wang Yuncheng found himself dead in the Yuying Pavilion of Yanfu Palace this morning......

After a pause, knowing that Wen Fei didn't know where Yuying Pavilion was, Liang Shicheng lowered his voice and said, "It's not far from the Yanchun Hall where you live, only a few hundred meters, and it's blocked by the rockery palace. Wang Yuncheng is also a Taoist priest, good at thaumaturgy, and was named Mr. Psychic by the official family. He is as famous as Wang Laozhi and Wang Zaixi, and they are all masters of the official family. Of course, the skills of these people are far from being compared with those of the immortal masters...... He died of bleeding from the Seven Orifices, and it seems that he was still doing the opening of the altar before he died......"

Liang Shicheng said vaguely, Wen Fei pondered for a long time before he realized, and suddenly understood, Nima, it was this Wang Yuncheng who secretly plotted against me yesterday! Yesterday he opened the altar and used that kind of spell of the town to deal with me, but I was shocked by my shot, and this time he was killed by the spell! Wen Fei's speculation is not far from the truth, ** is not far from ten.

Wen Fei's shot last night alarmed the entire palace, and within half an hour of the gunshot, a ban of forbidden troops came in and rushed over. So before dawn, many people knew that there was a demon who wanted to plot against Wen Fei last night.