Idle courtiers

Chapter 180 Brother Zhou, You Saved Me

"So it's Brother Zhu, it's so late today. My friend came to the humble house, it's really glamorous!" Zhou Nan had some unpleasant quarrels with Zhu Congzhu in the Jiaofang Division during the day, so naturally he didn't give him a good face.

He felt strange again, and couldn't help asking: "How did Brother Zhu find me here?"

Zhu Congchen: "I went to the Master Wang's residence before, and I found out about it from him."

Zhou Nan was taken aback, and smiled: "Friend Zhu is really persistent. Poems are only for entertainment. I don't have much on hand, and I don't want to engrave them into books. I can only accept your kindness. And, brother Zhu , I heard Mr. Wang said that your bookstore’s business is not doing very well. There are so many businesses in this world that bring in money, so why bother to end up in the dark on one road? "

Anyway, in a word, it is impossible for me to agree to this without paying money.Although there is no copyright in the Ming Dynasty, you are also a member of the royal family, so you may feel embarrassed to steal it.

With Zhu Congjian's arrogant personality, Zhou Nan would definitely be furious if he made such a sarcasm.But at this moment, he waved his hands again and again, saying: "Brother Zhou, where did you go? I wanted to admire the literary name of friend Zhou. I saw you in the Jiaofang Division this afternoon, and I was so happy. I drank a few more glasses and couldn't speak Please don’t take it to heart if you obstruct and offend.”

After that, he bowed to the ground.

Since his attitude was so sincere, Zhou Nan's anger also dissipated, and he hurriedly helped him up, saying: "Brother Zhu, you and I are both in the same way, why should we be separated, please take a seat, please take a seat."

Wotou brewed two cups of tea and brought them over. The two ate two mouthfuls each, and chatted some gossip.

Zhou Nan was about to consider how to refuse Zhu Congjin's request to get the manuscript for free, when General Zhu Fengguo suddenly said: "I went to Lord Wang's residence earlier, and I heard from him that you write with a thin golden hand and are good at seal cutting, can you help me?" Carve a seal." After finishing speaking, he took out two half-inch long Tianhuang stones from his pocket and handed them to Zhou Nan.

He added: "Brother Zhou, don't worry, you will never let you help for nothing. You can choose one and keep it for your own use, as my reward."

Zhou Nan took it over and took a look, but saw that the two Tianhuang stones were nearly orange in color like orange peel, moist and lovely, translucent, and shone with a hazy luster under the light.

I was taken aback in my heart: good stuff!Although Zhu Congchi was poor, he was from the royal family after all, and there were many good things passed down from his ancestors.

Since ancient times, there has been a saying that there are one or two pieces of Tianhuang and three pieces of gold, but two pieces of Tianhuang are worth a lot of money.Moreover, this thing is too rare. In the ancient times when the productive forces were underdeveloped, ordinary people would carefully collect such a treasure as a family heirloom, and would not easily change hands. Even if you wanted to buy it, there was nowhere to buy it.

Zhou Nan: "That's so embarrassing... If you say it's just a matter of writing a few words, it's just a matter of lifting your hands. Brother Zhu is doing this, it's a stranger." After finishing speaking, he went to the desk and put a Tianhuang into the drawer.

He took out another set of engraving tools and asked, "What characters do Brother Zhu want, I'll write them for you right away and engrave them on it."

As a time traveler, Zhou Nan actually doesn't have as many golden fingers as the protagonists in other novels.For example, with a photographic memory, or being able to memorize the four major classics word by word, and then copy them, and sell the manuscripts to booksellers to earn millions.

The only thing he can do is to be able to write good handwriting, even compared with Wang Ruoxu, an intellectual elite with Jinshi background, he is three points better.

The reason is very simple. Calligraphy does not mean that you can write well just by writing a lot of characters.Otherwise, wouldn’t everyone in the yamen’s yamen’s office dedicated to copying become a great calligrapher after working for a lifetime?
The key to calligraphy is to read the stickers and to make the stickers.

This matter is also simple in modern society. As long as you are interested, turn on the computer and search for as many authentic works as you want by Wang Xizhi, Mrs. Wei, Song Huizong, and Dong Qichang, and they are still high-definition Blu-rays.

Read the posts of first-class masters all day long, and the writing is naturally not bad.

The reason why Zhou Nan likes calligraphy is because he read the novel "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" by chance when he was ten years old.In the book, after Hong Qigong was bitten by Ouyang Feng's poisonous snake, he hid in the palace to heal his injuries. Among them, Song Huizong's thin gold body post was mentioned.

He suddenly became interested, and searched Zhao Ji's calligraphy works on the computer.When I saw this, I couldn't take my eyes back.

In the rest of his student life, he will face dozens of crosses every day.From Yan Zhenqing to Liu Gongquan, from Zhong Wang to Maoxiang, they have also won the grand prize in calligraphy competitions at the municipal level.

After the Ming Dynasty, it was because he was a master.The writing brush is the guy he eats, so naturally he can't throw it away.

Up to now, he feels that his calligraphy has improved again. If he continues to practice, he may be able to become a great calligrapher in his lifetime.

Compared with the convenient conditions of modern people, the ancients were miserable.

One must know that the authentic works of great calligraphers in ancient times are priceless treasures, how can ordinary people see them.

When most people read and practice handwriting, they always use the teacher's handwriting as a model.And the words of those gentlemen, to put it bluntly, are all shit.

Therefore, ordinary scholars in the Ming Dynasty would get nothing if they took it lower.

Moreover, the examination papers of the imperial examinations are in Guange style, and you are required to write in the same style as the printed style, and you must not let the examiners have ambiguity. As for whether there is artistic value, it does not matter.

Wang Ruoxu had seen Zhou Nan's handwriting before, and praised him a lot.

Hearing his question, Zhu Congjin took out a booklet from his sleeve and handed it over: "Master Zhou, can you forge this person's handwriting?"

Zhou Nan took the booklet and looked at it, but it was a ledger.It says how many stone rents were collected from which property on a certain day in a certain year, and on which day the government bought a thousand catties of charcoal, and how much it paid.

The characters are in a standard thin gold style, which is very graceful, but it is invisible and boneless, and it does not have the aura of silver hooks and iron strokes like Song Huizong.

Zhou Nan laughed and said, "It's very difficult to write well, and it's not easy to write poorly." Then, he imitated the man's handwriting and wrote the word "Yong" on the paper with a pen.

Zhu Cong was overjoyed: "Like like, so much like, Brother Zhou, you saved me."

Seeing his ecstasy, Zhou Nan felt moved, and said, "Brother Zhu, it is illegal to engrave official seals privately, so please forgive me."

Zhu Cong rubbed his hands: "How is it possible, how is it possible, it's not an official business, and I can't possibly harm you."

Zhou Nan: "What characters are engraved?"

Zhu Cong: "Four words 'I plow and the other feed.'"

"It turned out to be an engraving engraved by the anti-theft." Zhou Nan suddenly realized: "It's easy."

It turns out that there was no such thing as intellectual property rights in the Ming Dynasty.If a book is engraved and printed, if it sells very well, other bookstores will copy it one after another, and no one cares.

The genuine books that are too angry will have some threatening words printed on the title page.For example: "This book is hidden in the government office, and it must be investigated if it is reprinted."

There are also people who scold their mothers directly: "There are also those who are shameless in pursuit of profit, who are prostitutes with different parties, escaped slaves who migrate, and those who only want to overthrow people who have already accomplished it. Attacking others, so shameless, how shameless is it?" "I plow the other to eat, how can I bear it, I swear to fight to the death."

He put the Tianhuang stone on the wooden mold, raised the carving knife and carved it.

For a time, stone chips flew.

"The engraving is really good!" "Beautiful job!" Zhu Congchen could not stop complimenting, with an exaggerated and hypocritical expression.

Zhou Nan felt it was funny, and thought to himself: "You can get a piece of Tianhuang by carving a chapter. Is there any more profitable job in the world... No, no, there must be something wrong with it."

Just stop the carving knife.

Zhu Cong became anxious: "Brother Zhou, why don't you engrave it, hurry up!"

　Because it is Ching Ming Festival, I need to go to the ancestors’ graves, and I don’t have time to code words. The chapters for today and tomorrow are small, and I ask readers for your understanding.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)