Bachelor

Chapter 208 Autumn Wind Fan Picture

Ping Qiuli didn't say where he was going, and Sun Dan didn't bother to ask.

Anyway, the emperor has already ascended the throne, and the conflict of interest between Sun Dan and Ping Qiuli, which was so fierce before, no longer exists.Although the two of them were very unhappy looking at each other, they were not so noisy that they would fight as soon as they met.

Therefore, Sun Dan didn't mind going with Ping Qiuli to see what the hell he was up to.

So, the two got into a carriage and headed out of the city.

Feng Zhen sat outside on the handlebars, and the cool breeze was blowing, which was refreshing.Sun Dan and Ping Qiuli in the car shed were extremely hot, sweat was protruding from their bodies, and the air was filled with the smell of men's sweat.

No one spoke, and the atmosphere was stagnant.

But the carriage ran for a long time, and it couldn't reach the end of the land.Seeing that he ran out of Beijing, Sun Dan finally lost his composure and asked, "Where is Brother Ping taking me?"

Ping Qiuli glanced at Sun Dan sarcastically: "Why, brother Jingyuan is afraid that I will eat you?" As he spoke, before Sun Dan got angry, he continued: "Don't worry, Jingyuan knows that place very well. You just went there a while ago, and this time, it can be regarded as revisiting the old place."

Looking at the direction of the road, Sun Dan suddenly realized: "Brother Ping is going to take me to Biyun Temple."

"Jingyuan guessed right." Ping Qiuli explained that today the scholars from Shuntian Mansion and the literati staying in the capital are going to hold a cultural meeting there for a day of fun, so he accepted the invitation and casually took Sun Dan over to see the excitement .

Sun Dan knew that this article would not be as simple as it seemed on the surface, so he didn't ask any further.Some time ago, he helped Emperor Wuzong Zhengde with housework, and he visited Biyun Temple several times.

Emperor Wuzong was a devout Buddhist, and because Biyun Temple was a royal temple, it was blessed with Zhengde, and its incense was very prosperous.

Biyun Temple is located at the eastern foot of Jubao, the remaining vein of Xishan Mountain. It was founded in the second year of Yuan Zhishun, and it was small in scale at the beginning.Later, after many years of renovation in the Ming Dynasty, it has become a garden-like temple with a compact layout.From a distance, a magnificent building complex is built on the mountain, layered on top of each other, in a well-arranged pattern.

The place Ping Qiuli took Sun Dan to was not in the temple, but a large forest on the mountain behind Biyun Temple.

This forest is about [-] acres wide, with flat terrain, densely packed with hundreds of ancient pine trees hugging each other.Parked the car and walked in the woods. The ground was covered with clean yellow sand, covered with a layer of pine needles. The fragrance of the pine forest came gently to the nose with the wind and waves of the pine, which made people feel refreshed.

Sun Dan couldn't help applauding: "What a perfect place!"

Many scholars came from the pine forest, at least thirty in total.These people were sitting or lying down, talking loudly in the forest, some obviously drunk, laughing loudly in the forest, and some were crying softly.The scene in front of me has the charm of the Wei and Jin Dynasties.

Sun Dan didn't have much contact with scholars in the capital, and he didn't know anyone in front of him.On the other hand, people in Pingqiu were familiar. As soon as they entered the woods, people kept coming up to say hello.

"Mr. Qiuli, I haven't seen you for a long time. I was looking for you a while ago! Come, come, some friends want to see you." A middle-aged literati walked over with a smile, and grabbed him Ping Qiuli's arm dragged there.

Ping Qiuli laughed: "So it's Mr. Lei, didn't I come here? But, I still have a friend here."

The scholar surnamed Lei took a look at Sun Dan, seeing that Sun Dan was ordinary-looking, he didn't take it seriously.Unwillingly said to Ping Qiuli: "Qiuli, don't shirk, let your friend look around first. Come here quickly, Brother Wei has already been disgraced by the group of Hebei scholars, Qiuli, you are a cover-up Master, you must help Brother Wei win back this face."

Ping Qiuli was a little embarrassed: "Isn't it right?"

"There's nothing wrong with it. Go to Qiuli, and I'll give you all the money you win." The literati surnamed Lei was a little anxious.

Ping Qiuli's property in the capital has long been wiped out by Sun Dan, and he has been in a serious embarrassment recently.He knew that this literati surnamed Lei was born in a wealthy family with a lot of money, and he also played a lot of gambling with others.With a heartbeat, some went to earn some pocket money.

Ping Qiuli: "Brother Lei, you go over first, I will come over after a few words with my friend."

"Okay, I'll wait for you over there."

When the literati surnamed Lei left, Ping Qiuli smiled slightly: "Jingyuan, I have already brought you here, as for what you can discover, it depends on your own ability."

Sun Dan nodded: "Brother Ping, please help yourself."

Ping Qiuli excitedly walked towards the literati surnamed Lei, and after a while, bursts of applause came from his side, which attracted many people to him.

Sun Dan was amused, Ping Qiuli is a master of hidden weapons, and it's not as simple as drinking water.It is estimated that he will return with a big victory today.

Being idle and bored, and remembering the leak of the Shuntianfu Township Examination Questions, Sun Dan casually walked a few steps in the woods, and chatted with a few scholars.I wrote a few poems and drank two glasses of wine, but got nothing.

He has something on his mind, and the poems he writes are dry and bland, so naturally they don't attract everyone's attention.

Sun Dan couldn't openly ask about the undergraduate exam questions, so he talked around for a long time, but he didn't get any useful information.

After being busy for a long time, Sun Dan was also a little restless, and felt that it was not a solution to hit him like a headless chicken, so he had to go to find Ping Qiuli again.But after thinking about it, if I go to Ping Qiuli now, I'm afraid I will be ridiculed by him and lose face in vain.

When I was worrying, I heard a few people over there sarcastically laughing: "Why don't you stop writing? Is it possible that the wind and frost in Nanchang stained your head white, and even froze the tip of your pen?"

"Ziwei, you'd better draw quickly. After the painting is finished, I can take it home to celebrate Jiamu's birthday. Of course, you are indispensable for money."

Sun Dan hurriedly turned his head to look over, but saw a huge desk under a big pine tree twenty steps ahead, standing in front of the desk was a shriveled old man in his fifties with gray hair.

The old man held a tube of brush pens in his hand, but he didn't write for a long time.

The person who spoke was a fat man with a round face, dressed as a scholar, with a golden lock around his neck, and a few ridiculously large gold rings on his fingers, pointing at the old man, while mocking the old man triumphantly : "Others say that you are the No. Talk to my father about the nonsense of not collaborating with each other. Now that you are not arrogant, you are willing to paint for a tael of silver."

Sun Dan asked a scribe next to him who the little fat man was, and replied that he was Guo Xun's third son, and his name was Guo Hong.

"Oh, it turned out to be Lao Guo's third son. Lao Guo has been favored by the emperor recently, and he is a hot celebrity in the court. I only met the eldest of the Guo family in Guo Xun's house before, and later I had a relationship with Guo Zeng. The boss of the Guo family is a honest gentleman, although Guo Zeng is a bit cowardly, but his character is not bad. It is understandable to think that Guo Lao San treats people so badly, and the dragon has nine sons, each of which is different." Sun Dan was amused in his heart, but Sun Dan was a little curious when he heard Guo Hong just said that the old man was the No. 1 painter.

During this period of time, he and Chen Rong Jiantian had been together for a long time, so they were somewhat interested in calligraphy and painting.

The No.1 player in the painting circle, could it be Qiu Ying?

No, Qiu Ying is now in her prime, how could she be so thin?
Besides, Qiu Ying's paintings are hard to find nowadays, how could it be worth only one tael of silver?
Sun Dan was puzzled, so he walked over and bowed his hands to Guo Hong and the old man: "You two are invited, and then Sun Wenhe."

Guo Hong saw Sun Dan's elegant demeanor, dressed as a scholar, and the mutton fat jade Pixiu on his belt was very valuable, so he knew that he was not an ordinary person, so he replied, "I'm going to Guo Hong in the Marquis of Wuding." Speaking of the three words of Marquis of Wuding , Guo Yong's face is full of color.

Unlike him, the thin old man's hands were still hanging in the air, his eyes were empty and dull, as if he had lost any vitality, and he ignored Sun Dan.

Then Guo Hong became angry when he saw the old man's attitude, and he was not polite: "Old man, you are a bastard, didn't you see that Brother Sun and I are both famous, and you don't answer when I ask you, carefully treat you Throw it into prison as a traitor. It is not easy for you to come to the capital from Jiangnan, don’t you just want to go back to the old way? Hmph, Li Dongyang has been dead for several years. The group of people you knew before are also dead. It’s been a long time since things have changed. If you know how to do it, you can draw it for me. As long as my mother is happy, my son will be happy. When the time comes, I will give support to the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple, and it will be easy to dismiss your case.”

The rebels still came from Jiangnan.Could it be that this old man is the former Ministry of King Ning?Sun Dan was startled, and thought about it carefully, King Ning's old department is also a famous artist in the painting circle, could it be him...

The old man was reprimanded by Guo Hong, his eyes suddenly turned red, and two drops of old tears fell on the paper, and he murmured: "It doesn't matter if you are born in the yang, and you end up in the underworld. The yang and the underworld are all similar, just drifting in a foreign land. .”

Seeing the old man crying, Guo Yong was even more unhappy: "Why are you crying? If you want to paint, paint, and if you don't paint, you will fall down. I don't have time to spend time with you. I really think what you paint is so great. My mother I like to look at paintings, and my father has asked for a picture of longevity peaches from Empress Chen. Do you know Empress Chen, heir to a famous calligraphy and painting master. Now you are an empress, and you are the mother of the world. Isn't it better than you?"

"The famous Chen family is just a painter." Hearing Guo Hong mention his fellow painters, the old man's sluggish eyes burst into a gleam: "Calligraphy and painting, pay attention to understanding and state of mind. Now, my heart is ashamed. If I insist on painting, The things I draw are just a bunch of soulless objects. It’s not that I don’t want to paint, but I can’t paint?”

"Just blow it up, I know you don't like our Guo family. Why, can't you please?" Guo Hong threw a silver coin on the desk: "People who are almost starved to death, you still don't like it." Be a fart, stop talking nonsense, and start writing quickly. I will reward you for a meal or two."

The old man was scolded by Guo Hong, a middle-aged man, and there were many scholars around, his face turned red, and the hand holding the pen trembled slightly.

As if he was about to get angry, he was stunned for a moment, but then let out a heavy sigh: "Forget it, I'll just draw."

After speaking, the pen in his hand landed on the paper, and quickly outlined a face, which was a picture of a lady.

Seeing the human face he outlined, Sun Dan's heart trembled.He is really familiar with this face, if nothing else, it should be that person.

After drawing out the face, the old man's brush strokes revealed a lady's tall cloud bun.Then drag the pen down, and draw out another round fan.

In this way, the appearance of this woman stood vividly on the paper, and the fan seemed to move, bringing a breeze.

The scholars around the door are all people who know the goods, they all nodded and began to discuss in a low voice.

At this time, Sun Dan had confirmed the identity of the old man.

He suddenly smiled, "Wait."

Hearing Sun Dan's words, the old man stopped writing and raised his head in astonishment: "Why?"

Sun Dan cupped his hands and said respectfully: "It is really a good painting. Although it is not finished, it can be called a classic handed down from generation to generation. I feel hot after watching it. I want to buy this painting from Mr., but please give up. It's easy to talk about the price. Although mentioning Adu in front of the husband has polluted the ears of the husband."

Guo Hong's face was ugly, and he looked at Sun Dan viciously: "Sun Wen and what do you mean, didn't you see that this painting was ordered by me first? You came out on the road, trying to refute my face? To save my face is to refute the face of my Wu Dinghou family, have you thought about it clearly?"

This is already a blatant threat, and Sun Dan was very unhappy in his heart, saying: "This gentleman's painting is naturally excellent, in my opinion, it is definitely more than a tael of silver. You only spent a tael of silver to think Buying this masterpiece would be suspected of buying and selling by force. Could it be that this is the style of the Marquis of Wuding? Buying things, the one with the highest price gets it. Whoever pays the most money will naturally give it to whom?"

After finishing speaking, Sun Dan put a banknote on the table and said to the old man, "This is a 20 taels of embellishment pen, and I will accept it from the gentleman."

"Wow!" With a sound, the people next to him started to make a noise.A painting is worth 20 taels, which is already Qiu Ying's price.

Moreover, Guo Hong usually acts recklessly with his power and is extremely domineering. Everyone doesn't like this kid very much.

Seeing someone coming to destroy his aura, everyone on the one hand felt happy in their hearts, and on the other hand, they were eager to watch the excitement, and they all wanted to make things right.He said: "Yes, it's only natural that the one with the highest price will get it. If Mr. Guo can pay more, this painting will be yours."

Guo Hong turned pale with anger: "It's against you, I'll pay 30 taels. Sun Wenhe, I don't believe you can pay 40 taels. If you pay 40 taels, I'll pay... 41 taels." In fact, he He didn't have much money, Guo Xun ruled the family very strictly, and although Guo Hong was a legitimate son, he didn't have many months.

Sun Dan laughed, and said: "Guo Hong, it's not reasonable for us to raise the price like this. We are all scholars. If we solve problems like everyone else in the market and spread the word, it will make people laugh. I still have some money, but , I don’t want to compare with you like this, it’s boring.” As he spoke, he took out a large stack of money notes from his pocket, all of which were in denominations of more than ten taels, and the total number was at least several thousand taels.

Everyone stared straight at the eyes, and Guo Hong was also terrified, and secretly called out bad luck, and then said: "Yes, we are scholars, and it is boring to compare money, and it smells like copper, which makes people laugh. Comparing it is like poetry. Or, we will take this painting as the title, and each person will write a poem, and whoever does it well will get the painting?"

"That's right, that's the way to go?" Everyone shouted, "Let's be the judge."

Sun Dan and Guo Hong had a quarrel just now, but the old man didn't stop writing, he still moved his brush like flying, and quickly finished the painting.

However, in the painting, a woman holding a round fan is standing in the garden, her brows are lowered, her face is sad, and an indescribable depression comes out through the paper.

When Sun Dan saw this painting, his heart trembled. It was really an exciting thing to see this ancient masterpiece born in front of his eyes.

He tremblingly said: "Okay, it's like poetry."

"Today I'll let you see how powerful I am." Although Guo Hong is a dude, he can also write poems and articles, and he is not afraid in his heart, asking the old man repeatedly: "What is the name of your painting? If you ask a question, it will be good for the occasion. "

The old man hesitated, but before he could reply, Sun Dan interjected, "Of course it's called "Autumn Wind Fan Picture"."

Guo Hong sneered: "What name did you choose? In my opinion, this name is very inappropriate."

The old man's eyes lit up again, and he looked at Sun Danlai carefully: "It's the name, it just happened to be in my heart. Please give me a poem."

Guo Yong's face darkened.

"It's easy to say." Sun Dan took the pen in his hand, and wrote directly on the painting: "Qiu Lai Wan fan collection."

"What a handsome word!" Not only did the old man's eyes shine brightly, but even the crowd cheered softly.

Seeing that Sun Dan was directly writing the inscription on the painting, Guo Hong was so anxious that he said "Wow!" and shouted: "Why are you doing this, why do you write directly on it? You have stained my painting, what can I say when I look at you later? "

Sun Dan sneered: "Poetry and painting are one body. Without the diamond, I wouldn't dare to take on this porcelain work. Don't worry, with my writing, this painting is naturally a masterpiece of both poetry and painting."

The old man sighed: "This good handwriting is naturally worthy of my painting, and Mr. Guo doesn't have to worry. If Mr. Sun's poem fails, I will redraw it later."

Guo Hong was not convinced, and also sneered: "I think Sun Wen and your handwriting are good, but the poetry is not very good. Why is it very common to collect the fans in autumn?"

Everyone also whispered, "It's a bit ordinary..." But before they finished discussing, Sun Dan's next sentence made everyone quiet.

Sun Dan didn't stop writing, and then wrote: "What is so beautiful is so sad. Please ask the world to read in detail, most of them don't chase the coolness of autumn."

This sentence has scolded everyone around the corner.

Thinking of the identity of this old man and the teasing of him today, the audience felt ashamed.After all, I have read the books of sages and sages for more than ten years, so I still have a basic sense of shame, and sensitive people are already flushed with embarrassment.

Sun Dan threw the pen away: "Brother Guo, it's your turn."

Guo Hong was so scolded by Sun Dan's poem that he couldn't lift his head. He knew that no matter how good the poem he wrote today, he couldn't hold down the arrogant boy in front of him.Besides, he is annoyed now and has lost his composure. If he writes forcefully, he won't be able to write anything.

This time, he has completely lost.

He gave Sun Dan a hard look, but without saying a word, he cupped his hands, turned around and left.

Everyone was also ashamed in their hearts, they all cupped their hands and dispersed silently.

When everyone had dispersed, the old man was still standing in front of the words, with tears streaming down his face, and muttered in his mouth: "Please ask the world to read in detail, most of them are not chasing the coolness of autumn... It really touched my heart."

Sun Dan smiled secretly, this poem was written by you, if it doesn't speak to your heart, it will be hell.

He handed the pen to the old man: "Sir, please sign."

The old man didn't refuse, he picked up the pen and wrote "Jinchang Tangyin" on the painting.

(End of this chapter)