Apart from the suburbs of Tang Guofu City, Yangxingxuan
The afternoon sunlight was shining from the wide open windows and fell on the large table of Huanghuali wood in the house
There are four treasures of the study on the table, and a Ru kiln celadon with fresh flowers in the corner. There are Boshan incense burners and several sets of book collections collected in brocade letter sets.
In the center of the case, a piece of white paper spread out flat, and the upper corner of the side was Qingyu Paper Town
After the big case, the lucky Duke of Tang sat on a chair, holding a beard with one hand and holding a brush with the other hand. He looked forward with his eyes and thought, as if he was thinking about what words should be written on the white paper on the case.
He was as if he had been immobilized, and his half-day posture remained unchanged
When he was facing each other on the long bed, Zhao Ye stood in front of a large case and looked at Duke Tang, capturing the changes in the other person's hair, skin, bones and clothes under the light and shadow.
He leaned over and lowered his head to write on the paper, and suddenly the pen tip became dull.
The Duke of Tang seemed to have a gaze locked on him, as if he had observed him carefully.
He looked up as if nothing had happened, and Duke Tang was fully devoted to playing the role of thinking, but there was no one else around him.
Zhao Ye slid Amber's eyes behind Duke Tang
The wall above the back of the Duke of Tang was hollowed out into a fan shape, and was separated by nanmu. One inner wall and one inner wall were staggered in height, several inner walls were open, antique bonsai was arranged, and several inner walls were set as small cabinets with doors.
Zhao Ye glanced at a certain cabinet cabinet. The cabinet door was carved, and the hole behind the carved hole was dark and dark. He felt that his eyes were coming from there.
Rumors are all that Tang Duke loves his daughter, and once imitated Li Linfu of the Tang Dynasty, let his daughter avoid visiting the talented scholar who came to visit the door and chose her husband and son-in-law.
However, regardless of whether the Duke of Tang still has a daughter waiting for the courtesy, Zhao Ye did not think that such people would have any intention of a painter, so what was the idea behind the wall?
He was thinking so much, and the whisper of a boy came from the neighboring room.
Zhao Ye is on guard against lightning and continues to paint
It was the servant who was waiting for the grandfather to call him in the neighboring room. He was curious about the painter's painting scene when he was idle, but it was difficult to come in to disturb him, so he looked behind the wall
On several tables under one wall inside the house, the Western bell rings twelve times. Zhao Ye quickly added the last stroke of the day on the drawing paper and raised his head: Master, this is the end of today's painting.
The Duke of Tang changed his solemn and meditative expression at the beginning and squinted his eyes and smiled. If he hadn't worn a square scarf and had a long beard, he would have looked like Maitreya Buddha walking out of the portrait.
He walked to Zhao Ye and praised the photo painting. The servant stepped forward to serve tea to the two of them.
Yangxingzhai always uses blue and white branches and peony patterns to cover the bowl. This day, I changed it to a set of blue and white pine branches and bird patterns.
The Duke of Tang took a sip of tea and reminded Zhao Ye that he had made a promise a few days ago. Zhao Ye and him and one of his friends had a drink this afternoon.
He chatted with Zhao Ye for a while before leaving. When Zhao Ye was tidying up his painting tools, Du Changchun came from outside the house.
Du Changchun taught Duke Tang to come to the door to ask for comments many years ago. He honestly and unceremoniously exposed the other party's identity as the prince before he was praised. The two sides fought with each other inconsistently.
Afterwards, Duke Tang thought carefully and realized that what Du Changchun said was not false
He respected Du Changchun's integrity and dared to speak out. From then on, the two formed a close friendship and had endless contact. Du Changchun went to and from Tang Guofu and Bianzhuang as if he were in and out of his own home
This time, Zhao Ye painted for the Duke of Tang and introduced him from this.
The two of them met, Du Changchun watched Zhao Ye's paintings quietly, patted him on the shoulder, and said: OK
They started chatting, and Zhao Ye mentioned the invitation in the afternoon that day
Du Changchun said: The man loves talent. No matter who you introduce you to, it will be helpful to your future. He has a rich collection of calligraphy and paintings, and is willing to show others that you can seize the opportunity to appreciate excellent works and improve your painting skills and vision.
Zhao Ye smiled and said: Thank you for your help and help you make opportunities.
Du Changchun waved his hand and said: It’s not that I am in a matchmaker, there will be others who will also be there when you paint the Spring Palace. The Duke has collected your works so that you can integrate the Central Plains and Thai painting methods, which has caused discussion. The Duke told me that he wants to meet you.
It was the afternoon time that the servant came to invite him and led Zhao Ye to the back garden for a banquet.
When Zhao Yeren arrived, Tang Guozheng and a man were chatting in front of the flowers.
The man cut his hands with his back to his back, but he saw that he was tall and sang like a sequel.
He was wearing a silver-white Songjiang silk dark flower robe, with fine and ironed tailoring, which complemented his upright posture, and taught him to be elegant and elegant just by his back.
Zhao Ye walked forward, the strange man turned around and the two of them looked at each other.
The man was in his prime, with wide seal hall, full cheekbones, thick eyebrows, broad eyes and hangs in the nose, flat and neat cheeks, and so straight and neat. He looked not only masculine and handsome, but also harmonious and elegant facial features, and noble
Zhao Ye unexpectedly remembered Zhao Jue, Yuan Wanran's boss
The middle-aged man and Zhao Jue are both beautiful, masculine and feminine, but they both give people a glance from a distance and feel that they are from Ronghua
The Duke of Tang waited for Zhao Ye to come up and said to the strange man: This is Zhao Ye, the rising star in the painting world. He said to Zhao Ye: This is Mr. Zhao Quan, please collect it.
Zhao Ye bowed to the man with the alias Mr. Zhao Quan, and his late surname was Zhao Ye, and his name was Wuguan. He was from Changping.
Mr. Zhaoquan smiled and returned the greeting, saying: Zhao Yiyang, Weifeng, Liangzhou
Zhao Ye looked at Zhao Yiyang from a distance. He thought he was 35 or 36 years old. When he met him, he knew that he was not only of this age, but also because he was well maintained and looked young.
Zhao Yiyang had a lying silkworm under his eyes, and he didn't smile, and he looked even more warm and friendly. However, Zhao Ye had seen noble people in Tianxiang Pavilion since he was a child. From his deep eyes and his vague power, he knew that this person had a lot of experience and had a certain status
Furthermore, Zhao Yiyang calls himself Weifeng, Liangzhou, which is the ancestral home of the Zhao family of the Daxia royal family.
Sure enough, Zhao Yiyang continued: The fourth generation grandson of Taizu
The title of Daxia was granted, and the princes were surrendered to three generations, and the princes were granted to princes. His legitimate son was surrendered to princes, and his legitimate grandson was demoted to generals of the country.
Since Zhao Yiyang is a fourth generation grandson, he has no title in his generation. No matter whether he is a legitimate or a illegitimate clan, he is just a royal family. However, he is a prince and grandson, and he is a grandson.
The Duke of Tang and the two guests sat down with guests and drank and talked happily. During the meal, he proposed to carry out orders to help the fun.
Tang Guogong: Let’s sign the title, regardless of poetry, songs, and recite a couplet containing the title. If two people can’t answer it, draw the next sign.
Zhao Yiyang and Zhao Ye both agreed, so Duke Tang called the servant to bring the sign and asked Zhao Yiyang to pick up the sign first.
Zhao Yiyang picked up an ivory pick from a red carved lacquered mountain stone flower sign, smiled slightly, and said: The title is the word "Sun", which specifically refers to "Sun".
Then recite: The sun is shining brightly, and thousands of mountains are like fire①
The Duke of Tang continued: There are no willow catkins rising because of the wind, but only sunflowers swell to the sun.
Zhao Ye said: I am greedy for fishing for waves late at night, and when I fall asleep, I know how many o'clock in the future③
The three of them passed the orders for more than a hundred rounds, and the Duke of Tang was exhausted and he was punished twice in succession.
Zhao Ye was thinking about the fact that the Duke of Tang was desperate, and then he had to pay the penalty for wine. The order was originally for fun, and he did not want to embarrass others, so he pretended to be against the order of wine and ended the order of wine.
Then the Duke of Tang picked up the sign and took out the word "flower". He recited: The cuttings on his head shine on the wine bowl, and there are good flowers in the wine bowl④
The three of them took turns reciting poems, and after a few rounds, it was Zhao Ye's turn.
He was about to recite a poem, but he accidentally caught a wisteria flower stand in the distance, and immediately thought of Yuan Wanran
A while ago, the wisteria blossomed at home. He made a vine cake for Xiao Wanwan to eat and asked her that this cake was suitable for her.
His little Wanwan was happily eating the cake and said with a smile: My husband is the most skillful, and everything is perfect for cooking and making snacks, and it is so delicious.
Yuan Wanran's appearance at that time appeared in his mind, and his eyebrows were filled with smiles. He recited: You must know that the flowers are as good as others, but fortunately, both hearts are the same⑤ The voice is not gentle and hot.
The afternoon sunlight fell slightly by the tree, and the broken gold fell on his forehead, making his fair skin look like fat jade, the diamond lips are like grease, the amber eyes are brilliant, and the love is always as if it is smiled.
Zhao Yiyang lamented that the growth was really good after this. As small as a turning point of the eyebrows, the contour of the curve from the nose to the small column of the nose seemed to have been crafted by God. He was handsome and elegant, but still handsome.
Unfortunately, because he was born too beautiful and his eyes were wild, he felt a little evil spirit. At this time, probably he remembered his lover. Most of his handsome evil spirit dissipated, and a tenderness and sincerity bloomed.
Zhao Yiyang couldn't help but think about the past dust of his old love when he was young
Now he is over 100 years old. Zhao Ye is only in his early twenties. He is young and energetic. There is no gloom of birth, old age, sickness and death from head to toe.
Zhao Yiyang sighed secretly and recited a poem: Flowers are similar every year, but everyone is different every year⑥
Zhao Ye has painted in the Biezhuang in Tangguo Mansion these days, but has not returned home for several days. When he thought of Yuan Wanran, his thoughts opened the gate.
Later, the wine spoke and picked up the word "Moon". He recited: May I be like a star and a moon, and the light flows brightly every night⑦
The poems recited by Zhao Yiyang and the Duke of Tang have nothing to do with the wind and moon. The former recites: The moon is black and geese fly high, and the Shanyu escapes at night⑧, and the latter recites: The light moon is sparse and the stars surround Jianzhang, and the fairy wind blows down the incense of the imperial furnace⑨
By the time the title was changed to the word "Feng" and the end of the line, the Duke of Tang was slightly drunk and recited: The legend and scenery flow together, and we should not contradict each other for the time being.
Zhao Yiyang recited: The strong wind rises and the clouds fly, and the power is spreading to the sea and return to my hometown. How can I get a strong man to guard all directions?
Zhao Yesong said: The Xie family’s birthday is good, the willows are warm, the flowers are spring in February?
The three of them stopped exercising orders when they finished their drinks, and just chatted about Zhao Yiyang calling Zhao Yebiao's name and said: "Well, you just recite the poems." Two of them came from the old man who escaped from Zen? Do you particularly like his poems?
The afternoon sunlight was shining from the wide open windows and fell on the large table of Huanghuali wood in the house
There are four treasures of the study on the table, and a Ru kiln celadon with fresh flowers in the corner. There are Boshan incense burners and several sets of book collections collected in brocade letter sets.
In the center of the case, a piece of white paper spread out flat, and the upper corner of the side was Qingyu Paper Town
After the big case, the lucky Duke of Tang sat on a chair, holding a beard with one hand and holding a brush with the other hand. He looked forward with his eyes and thought, as if he was thinking about what words should be written on the white paper on the case.
He was as if he had been immobilized, and his half-day posture remained unchanged
When he was facing each other on the long bed, Zhao Ye stood in front of a large case and looked at Duke Tang, capturing the changes in the other person's hair, skin, bones and clothes under the light and shadow.
He leaned over and lowered his head to write on the paper, and suddenly the pen tip became dull.
The Duke of Tang seemed to have a gaze locked on him, as if he had observed him carefully.
He looked up as if nothing had happened, and Duke Tang was fully devoted to playing the role of thinking, but there was no one else around him.
Zhao Ye slid Amber's eyes behind Duke Tang
The wall above the back of the Duke of Tang was hollowed out into a fan shape, and was separated by nanmu. One inner wall and one inner wall were staggered in height, several inner walls were open, antique bonsai was arranged, and several inner walls were set as small cabinets with doors.
Zhao Ye glanced at a certain cabinet cabinet. The cabinet door was carved, and the hole behind the carved hole was dark and dark. He felt that his eyes were coming from there.
Rumors are all that Tang Duke loves his daughter, and once imitated Li Linfu of the Tang Dynasty, let his daughter avoid visiting the talented scholar who came to visit the door and chose her husband and son-in-law.
However, regardless of whether the Duke of Tang still has a daughter waiting for the courtesy, Zhao Ye did not think that such people would have any intention of a painter, so what was the idea behind the wall?
He was thinking so much, and the whisper of a boy came from the neighboring room.
Zhao Ye is on guard against lightning and continues to paint
It was the servant who was waiting for the grandfather to call him in the neighboring room. He was curious about the painter's painting scene when he was idle, but it was difficult to come in to disturb him, so he looked behind the wall
On several tables under one wall inside the house, the Western bell rings twelve times. Zhao Ye quickly added the last stroke of the day on the drawing paper and raised his head: Master, this is the end of today's painting.
The Duke of Tang changed his solemn and meditative expression at the beginning and squinted his eyes and smiled. If he hadn't worn a square scarf and had a long beard, he would have looked like Maitreya Buddha walking out of the portrait.
He walked to Zhao Ye and praised the photo painting. The servant stepped forward to serve tea to the two of them.
Yangxingzhai always uses blue and white branches and peony patterns to cover the bowl. This day, I changed it to a set of blue and white pine branches and bird patterns.
The Duke of Tang took a sip of tea and reminded Zhao Ye that he had made a promise a few days ago. Zhao Ye and him and one of his friends had a drink this afternoon.
He chatted with Zhao Ye for a while before leaving. When Zhao Ye was tidying up his painting tools, Du Changchun came from outside the house.
Du Changchun taught Duke Tang to come to the door to ask for comments many years ago. He honestly and unceremoniously exposed the other party's identity as the prince before he was praised. The two sides fought with each other inconsistently.
Afterwards, Duke Tang thought carefully and realized that what Du Changchun said was not false
He respected Du Changchun's integrity and dared to speak out. From then on, the two formed a close friendship and had endless contact. Du Changchun went to and from Tang Guofu and Bianzhuang as if he were in and out of his own home
This time, Zhao Ye painted for the Duke of Tang and introduced him from this.
The two of them met, Du Changchun watched Zhao Ye's paintings quietly, patted him on the shoulder, and said: OK
They started chatting, and Zhao Ye mentioned the invitation in the afternoon that day
Du Changchun said: The man loves talent. No matter who you introduce you to, it will be helpful to your future. He has a rich collection of calligraphy and paintings, and is willing to show others that you can seize the opportunity to appreciate excellent works and improve your painting skills and vision.
Zhao Ye smiled and said: Thank you for your help and help you make opportunities.
Du Changchun waved his hand and said: It’s not that I am in a matchmaker, there will be others who will also be there when you paint the Spring Palace. The Duke has collected your works so that you can integrate the Central Plains and Thai painting methods, which has caused discussion. The Duke told me that he wants to meet you.
It was the afternoon time that the servant came to invite him and led Zhao Ye to the back garden for a banquet.
When Zhao Yeren arrived, Tang Guozheng and a man were chatting in front of the flowers.
The man cut his hands with his back to his back, but he saw that he was tall and sang like a sequel.
He was wearing a silver-white Songjiang silk dark flower robe, with fine and ironed tailoring, which complemented his upright posture, and taught him to be elegant and elegant just by his back.
Zhao Ye walked forward, the strange man turned around and the two of them looked at each other.
The man was in his prime, with wide seal hall, full cheekbones, thick eyebrows, broad eyes and hangs in the nose, flat and neat cheeks, and so straight and neat. He looked not only masculine and handsome, but also harmonious and elegant facial features, and noble
Zhao Ye unexpectedly remembered Zhao Jue, Yuan Wanran's boss
The middle-aged man and Zhao Jue are both beautiful, masculine and feminine, but they both give people a glance from a distance and feel that they are from Ronghua
The Duke of Tang waited for Zhao Ye to come up and said to the strange man: This is Zhao Ye, the rising star in the painting world. He said to Zhao Ye: This is Mr. Zhao Quan, please collect it.
Zhao Ye bowed to the man with the alias Mr. Zhao Quan, and his late surname was Zhao Ye, and his name was Wuguan. He was from Changping.
Mr. Zhaoquan smiled and returned the greeting, saying: Zhao Yiyang, Weifeng, Liangzhou
Zhao Ye looked at Zhao Yiyang from a distance. He thought he was 35 or 36 years old. When he met him, he knew that he was not only of this age, but also because he was well maintained and looked young.
Zhao Yiyang had a lying silkworm under his eyes, and he didn't smile, and he looked even more warm and friendly. However, Zhao Ye had seen noble people in Tianxiang Pavilion since he was a child. From his deep eyes and his vague power, he knew that this person had a lot of experience and had a certain status
Furthermore, Zhao Yiyang calls himself Weifeng, Liangzhou, which is the ancestral home of the Zhao family of the Daxia royal family.
Sure enough, Zhao Yiyang continued: The fourth generation grandson of Taizu
The title of Daxia was granted, and the princes were surrendered to three generations, and the princes were granted to princes. His legitimate son was surrendered to princes, and his legitimate grandson was demoted to generals of the country.
Since Zhao Yiyang is a fourth generation grandson, he has no title in his generation. No matter whether he is a legitimate or a illegitimate clan, he is just a royal family. However, he is a prince and grandson, and he is a grandson.
The Duke of Tang and the two guests sat down with guests and drank and talked happily. During the meal, he proposed to carry out orders to help the fun.
Tang Guogong: Let’s sign the title, regardless of poetry, songs, and recite a couplet containing the title. If two people can’t answer it, draw the next sign.
Zhao Yiyang and Zhao Ye both agreed, so Duke Tang called the servant to bring the sign and asked Zhao Yiyang to pick up the sign first.
Zhao Yiyang picked up an ivory pick from a red carved lacquered mountain stone flower sign, smiled slightly, and said: The title is the word "Sun", which specifically refers to "Sun".
Then recite: The sun is shining brightly, and thousands of mountains are like fire①
The Duke of Tang continued: There are no willow catkins rising because of the wind, but only sunflowers swell to the sun.
Zhao Ye said: I am greedy for fishing for waves late at night, and when I fall asleep, I know how many o'clock in the future③
The three of them passed the orders for more than a hundred rounds, and the Duke of Tang was exhausted and he was punished twice in succession.
Zhao Ye was thinking about the fact that the Duke of Tang was desperate, and then he had to pay the penalty for wine. The order was originally for fun, and he did not want to embarrass others, so he pretended to be against the order of wine and ended the order of wine.
Then the Duke of Tang picked up the sign and took out the word "flower". He recited: The cuttings on his head shine on the wine bowl, and there are good flowers in the wine bowl④
The three of them took turns reciting poems, and after a few rounds, it was Zhao Ye's turn.
He was about to recite a poem, but he accidentally caught a wisteria flower stand in the distance, and immediately thought of Yuan Wanran
A while ago, the wisteria blossomed at home. He made a vine cake for Xiao Wanwan to eat and asked her that this cake was suitable for her.
His little Wanwan was happily eating the cake and said with a smile: My husband is the most skillful, and everything is perfect for cooking and making snacks, and it is so delicious.
Yuan Wanran's appearance at that time appeared in his mind, and his eyebrows were filled with smiles. He recited: You must know that the flowers are as good as others, but fortunately, both hearts are the same⑤ The voice is not gentle and hot.
The afternoon sunlight fell slightly by the tree, and the broken gold fell on his forehead, making his fair skin look like fat jade, the diamond lips are like grease, the amber eyes are brilliant, and the love is always as if it is smiled.
Zhao Yiyang lamented that the growth was really good after this. As small as a turning point of the eyebrows, the contour of the curve from the nose to the small column of the nose seemed to have been crafted by God. He was handsome and elegant, but still handsome.
Unfortunately, because he was born too beautiful and his eyes were wild, he felt a little evil spirit. At this time, probably he remembered his lover. Most of his handsome evil spirit dissipated, and a tenderness and sincerity bloomed.
Zhao Yiyang couldn't help but think about the past dust of his old love when he was young
Now he is over 100 years old. Zhao Ye is only in his early twenties. He is young and energetic. There is no gloom of birth, old age, sickness and death from head to toe.
Zhao Yiyang sighed secretly and recited a poem: Flowers are similar every year, but everyone is different every year⑥
Zhao Ye has painted in the Biezhuang in Tangguo Mansion these days, but has not returned home for several days. When he thought of Yuan Wanran, his thoughts opened the gate.
Later, the wine spoke and picked up the word "Moon". He recited: May I be like a star and a moon, and the light flows brightly every night⑦
The poems recited by Zhao Yiyang and the Duke of Tang have nothing to do with the wind and moon. The former recites: The moon is black and geese fly high, and the Shanyu escapes at night⑧, and the latter recites: The light moon is sparse and the stars surround Jianzhang, and the fairy wind blows down the incense of the imperial furnace⑨
By the time the title was changed to the word "Feng" and the end of the line, the Duke of Tang was slightly drunk and recited: The legend and scenery flow together, and we should not contradict each other for the time being.
Zhao Yiyang recited: The strong wind rises and the clouds fly, and the power is spreading to the sea and return to my hometown. How can I get a strong man to guard all directions?
Zhao Yesong said: The Xie family’s birthday is good, the willows are warm, the flowers are spring in February?
The three of them stopped exercising orders when they finished their drinks, and just chatted about Zhao Yiyang calling Zhao Yebiao's name and said: "Well, you just recite the poems." Two of them came from the old man who escaped from Zen? Do you particularly like his poems?
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