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Chapter 149 The Battle of Qinggang Ridge (Referee)

Now the sun is starting to come out.

There is still some time before the willow tip of the sun rises, but it will be soon.

Zheng Silang was in such a hurry because he wanted to avoid Wu Zetian coming to help him later.So they're all a little out of sorts.

But how could Wang Hua let him accept it!
Wang Hua said: "I dare not obey Zheng Silang's proposal."

Hearing his words, those who knew the inside story were shocked, these people did not come voluntarily, they were all invited by the Zheng family.If these people are allowed to be judges, even the black ones will be called white. Even if Wang Hua burns the best porcelain today, what should they do if they can't agree?What's more, the Zheng family has concentrated so much human and financial resources on making a move, how bad will the porcelain produced be?

But Wang Hua changed the subject and said: "But these elders and masters traveled hundreds of miles, thousands of miles, and came to Gong County with great enthusiasm. Couldn't Zheng Silang make an introduction for me or for everyone?"

Zheng Silang was also suspicious, but he looked at the sky, there were only dozens of people, and the introduction was not very slow.

So he bowed to this group of people and said: "I would like to trouble the elders in the porcelain industry to come out first."

These people are insiders and have to be introduced first.

Zheng Silang pointed to the oldest one among them, and said, "This is the elder Jin of the Tongchuan Kiln. Among the dozens of porcelain kilns in Tongchuan, his skill is recognized as the first."

With a gentle expression, Wang said, "Hello, Elder Jin."

Looking at my own son and this Shiro of Zheng's family, from the very beginning when they met, they were both aggressive, but the smiles on the faces of the two of them, one big and one small, never disappeared, as if the two were very close as a pair, Like a friend he hasn't seen for decades, Wang Yi felt a chill in his heart.

Maybe only now did he know how the two families of Wang Shen and Zhang Zhi fell down suddenly, and also understood how ridiculous his previous plans were.

Zheng Silang pointed to another old man and said, "This is Elder Shi from Yue Kiln. He has a good skill in firing celadon."

Wang Hua continued to say with a smile: "Hello, Elder Shi."

Then turned to another old man, Zheng Silang said: "This is Elder Jiang Da, the ability to burn white porcelain is also the best among dozens of Xing kilns."

Wang Hua said hello again.

Although the smile on his face never disappeared, he was also shocked when he heard Zheng Silang's introduction in his heart. How many porcelain masters from the Tang Dynasty did the Zheng family win over this time?In fact, this integration is really a good thing for the conservative Chinese craft industry, which is as stagnant as water.It's a pity that the integration of these people is for the Zheng family to deal with him, and Wang Hua is not happy in his heart.

After introducing nearly ten masters of porcelain from all over the country, Zheng Silang said again: "Masters who are good at Danqing, I would like to trouble you to go out."

Seven or eight people came over, and Zheng Silang introduced them one by one. Some were good at painting flowers, some were good at drawing figures, and some were good at painting Buddha.Wang Hua still greeted them politely.If the famous porcelain masters invited by the Zheng family from various porcelain kilns surprised him just now, then this time the painters are mediocre.Maybe they are very famous now, but Wang Hua has never heard of their names.

At this time, Zheng Silang suddenly pointed to a boy who was about his age and said: "This is Zheng Qian, a disciple of my family. Although he is young, he is good at calligraphy and painting. If Xiao Erlang doesn't mind, you can After the porcelain evaluation is over, communicate with him."

He spoke contemptuously.

A disciple in the outer room failed the scientific examination last year, but for some reason, his ancestors became polite to him instead.This time, he was specially asked to bring this outsider disciple to Gong County.

Hearing this name and considering his approximate age, Wang Hua's heart stirred up waves.

This Zheng Qian is very young now, maybe he is not very proficient in all aspects of knowledge, so he is not well-known.However, after a few years, he will become the most famous writer, poet, calligrapher and painter in the Tang Dynasty. understand everything.Du Fu admired him very much, and praised him as "Xingyang's top Confucian scholars" and "Wen Chuanxia's mouth".

However, Wang Hua was puzzled when he saw his history in his previous life, because the history books record that he was a Zheng family in Xingyang. , Borrowing the monk's house one by one, taking red leaves to read books every day, for a long time, he practiced several houses of persimmon leaves, and finally became a generation of famous masters, which became a good story of scholars.

This made him wonder why the Zheng family in Xingyang, as a family with seven surnames and ten families in the Tang Dynasty, couldn't even afford the paper to write a book on.

Seeing Zheng Silang's eyes now, he finally understood.Zheng Qian is a disciple of the outer room. He is said to be a disciple of the Zheng family, but in fact, his status is equivalent to being a tenant of the Zheng family.Their positions in the Zheng family are not high.After hundreds of years of development, there are thousands or even tens of thousands of Zheng family disciples, and it is impossible for everyone to have a prosperous life.Let them look through the books, it is very benevolent.

Looking at the boy who was about the same age as him in front of him, he was only wearing a coarse cloth gown. It seemed that his life was hard and his body was very thin.He also looked at Wang Hua, but there was no hatred in his eyes, on the contrary, there was admiration. In his heart, he had already set Wang Hua as the goal of his struggle.

Wang Hua felt sorry for talent and said: "Brother, I still have some manuscripts and drawings written by myself at home. If you are interested, you can pick some back at my home later and play with them."

Huh?Zheng Silang was taken aback when he heard this. This young man has a very high vision, and it is difficult for ordinary people to see him. How did he become interested in his brother of the same clan?

But he didn't ask, and continued to introduce.Of course, it is also impossible that there are no painters. Finally, the last elder arrived. Zheng Silang introduced: "This is Master Cao Yuankuo, who is also the current Shang Shuling. He learns from Yan Shangshu brother. He is a man of work, riding and hunting, and a man of mountains and rivers."

Wang Hua was finally moved, not an official position.Although there is a Shang Fang in his official position, it reminds people of Shang Fang's sword.In fact, Shang Fangling is only an official who specializes in making utensils for the royal family. He is not even qualified to be an official. He is the head of the royal craftsmen, and he has no political rights.

But this man was indeed a famous painter in the Tang Dynasty. During the time of Wu Zetian, he cast Jiuding in Luoyang to prepare the mountains and rivers of Kyushu.His paintings of courtiers such as Hou Zhou, Northern Qi, Liang, Chen, Sui, Wude, Zhenguan, Yonghui, etc., the pictures of the sons of Emperor Taizong of Gaozu, the pictures of scholars in Qin's mansion, and the pictures of Lingyan are all spread in the world. World.Although Wang Hua has never collected his works, he has seen his works.

Wang Hua saluted solemnly and said, "I have met Cao Shangfang."

Zheng Silang smiled complacently, and said, "I don't know if Xiao Erlang thinks his painting skills can surpass Cao Shangfang's?"

Wang Hua shook his head.Yes it is, no it is not, maybe I know more than him in terms of painting techniques, but in terms of painting skills, compared with Cao Yuankuo, there is still a little distance.

But Master Cao had a bitter face, this time he was entrusted by the Zheng family to come here, and the other party was just a commoner boy, although he was a little famous, compared with the Zheng family, he was still like a feather.But I didn't expect the emperor to come too, as if he was faintly cheering for the young man.But he agreed to Zheng's family, just like Wang Hua thought, he was just a petty official and dared not refuse.So the situation became difficult.

Hearing what Zheng Silang said, he waved his hands quickly and said: "Silang praised me, I just know a little about painting, Wang Erlang is very beautiful, and he is still very young now, given time, his painting skills will be unattainable."

Isn't this a disappointment?

Zheng Silang glared at him, and then said: "All the literary masters, please come out and let me introduce you."

There are many officials here, and Zheng Silang's attitude has become respectful.

Nearly ten people came out.

Zheng Silang first pointed to an old man with a clear face and a dignified appearance, and said: "This is Qin Ke, the master of Qin, who is especially good at "Spring and Autumn" and "Shangshu". He is a famous master of Confucian classics in Linzi."

Having never heard of it, Wang Hua still smiled slightly and said, "Hello, Master Qin."

Zheng Silang walked up to a middle-aged man about 40 years old, and said: "This is the master of Wuzhong Yanzhou soldiers Cao Zhang Ruoxuan."

After a pause, he continued: "Wang Xiaoerlang, although you have written many amazing poems, I asked you, which of your poems can be as good as Zhang Zongshi's "Moonlight Night on the Spring River"?"

Hearing this name, Wang Hua didn't bother to argue with him anymore.

Of course, what Zheng Silang said made sense.Although the poems such as "Yan Ge Xing" copied by Wang Hua are not necessarily inferior to this poem.But this was in the early Tang Dynasty. At this time, the poetic style still emphasized the beautiful atmosphere, especially the Shangguan style of Shangguanyi and Shangguan Xiaowan, which was recognized by all the people.

Strictly speaking, this poem belongs to one of the Yuefu genres—gong style poems.It began when Emperor Jianwen Xiao Gang was the prince, and he often sang with literati in the East Palace.Its content is mostly court life and the private relationship between men and women, but in form it pursues extravagant rhetoric. Because it is popular in the Eastern Palace, it was called "Gongti" at that time.But the style gradually became superficial and light, and became the spokesperson of erotic poetry.The common artistic characteristics of this kind of poetry are: paying attention to rhetoric, duality, and rhythm.

But Zhang Ruoxu's poem is an exception. Although it is also a palace style poem, the language of this poem is fresh and beautiful, and the rhythm is melodious and melodious. I feel that Wang Kaiyun commented in the late Qing Dynasty that "Zhang Ruoxu's "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night" uses the style of "Xizhou", and it is so lonely that it is known to everyone; Its extraordinary lofty status and endless far-reaching influence.Wen Yiduo also praised it as "the poem of poems, the peak of the peak", which means the first among poems.

When the style of poetry in the prosperous Tang Dynasty began to change, not all people would agree that this poem really surpassed poems such as "Yan Ge Xing" and "Sleep Walking in Tianmu Mountain".But according to the current concept of Tang people, it is true that Zhang Ruoxu's poem is still higher than those copied by Wang Hua before.

At this time, Wang Hua didn't care about the poem.

He took Zhang Ruoxu's hand and said, "Mr. Zhang, why is this so?"

Anyway, you are one of the objects of my admiration, and you are also a soldier now. How come you have become the running dog of the Zheng family just like the Yu and Du families?
(End of this chapter)