The Legend of Shushan Xuanjian

Chapter 263
Evening is still rainy.Xiao opened the curtain and wanted to flatten the eaves.Jiang Kuo and the sky are low, and there is nowhere to recognize the green curtain.Sitting alone and chanting, who will accompany me?Wipe the diseased eyes and twist the beard.

Make you stay drunk and tired of guests.Crystal salt, sweet for whom?Holding plum blossoms in hand, looking east and recalling Tao Qian.Snow is like an old friend, everyone is like snow, although cute, some people hate it.

——"Jiang Shenzi·The evening is still rainy" Su Shi

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Back at the Hongwen Museum, Bai Fu found all kinds of stone materials, and according to the technique taught by Dugu Xiaozhong, he stacked mountains and stones, and played with landscape bonsai.

As soon as I raised my head, Yang Yichan's beautiful figure lingered like ripples in the water.

Bai Fu let out a long sigh, buried himself down, and continued stacking stones.

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While writing at his desk, Hua Jinfan, another school secretary from Hongwen Hall, hurried over and said, "Brother Bai, follow me quickly."

Bai Fu put down his work and said with a smile, "What made Brother Hua lose his composure?"

Hua Jinfan was out of breath, and said: "Today, seven or eight dukes and wives came to our Hongwen Museum to ask for calligraphy and painting with a lot of money.

There are not many gentlemen sitting in the art gallery today. Mr. Qi said that you have good calligraphy and painting skills, so he asked you to help draw two pieces together.These dukes and wives are all relatives of the emperor, so you can't afford to offend them, so you should take a troublesome trip. "

After all, without waiting for Bai Fu to agree, he dragged Bai Fu and ran away.

When Huabai and others came to Hongwenguan Art Gallery, several gentlemen and scholars in the gallery were already busy.A group of plump, beaded and jade-encrusted ladies in floral dresses stretching across the floor, holding emerald veils in their hands, drink tea and chat in the inner hall, and occasionally come out for a stroll to watch the gentlemen splashing ink.

Bai Fu was brought to a big table with pen, ink, paper and inkstone ready.

How to put pen to paper?

After pondering for a moment, the artistic conception of the bonsai presented by Dugu Xiaozhong jumped into his heart.With everything in mind, Bai Fu started to write.

Make a decision and then move. Once the brush is used, Bai Fu's pen falls like rain, accumulating ink and dots, carving out the shape of mountains, rocks and pine trees bit by bit.Then, pile a second layer of ink dots on top of the first layer of ink, and pile up the ink layer by layer to make the ink color rich, like Xingye Mountain.

Slowly, a picture of mountains and rivers in snow comes alive on the paper:

The lower left of the screen is a corner of the mountain, and the road is sloping.A wooden arch bridge appeared on the road, and the bridge deck was covered with snow, like plain yarn.On the right side of the wooden arch bridge, the trees are withered.A person was in a hurry, with a bag on his back and an oilcloth umbrella in his hand, as if he was about to cross the bridge.Behind them were two people driving four donkeys, walking along the mountain road. The donkeys were carrying a heavy load, and they staggered and ran hard.

In the middle of the picture there is a thatched hut near the stream, which may be the village store.There is no wall around the thatched shed, and it is ventilated on all sides. It is located by the stream, with its back against the rocks, and the cold wind is bleak.There are five or six dead trees behind the house, scattered and sparse, desolate and dry.There is only one banana tree, which is lush and blooming in front of the grass shed.

The middle ground of the picture is a small stream. The rocks beside the stream are stained but not scratched.

On the frozen stream, there is a lonely single-leaf canopy boat, and a fisherman wearing a hat and coir raincoat, sits cross-legged on the bow, fishing the cold river alone with a pole for each person.

In the distance of the picture are rolling mountains, and a thin line of waterfalls is hidden between the cliffs. The waterfalls flow down the river, and are divided into two by a protruding boulder halfway up the mountain, straight down [-] feet. rattle.

On the right side of the peaks, among the dense pines and cypresses, a temple can be seen faintly.On the rugged mountain road a thousand feet away from the temple, there was an old man in a monk's robe, holding a tin staff, walking forward with his waist bent, walking alone across the mountains.

The whole picture of Xuexi River is smooth in brushwork and clear in imagery.Sparse forests and distant mountains, cold pine and still water, a chill.

Covered with white snow, cold trees in river villages, lonely boats in wild waters, these ordinary scenery form an empty and quiet world in Bai Fu's simple and elegant pen.

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Before Bai Fu finished painting, a large group of people had already gathered around him. Apart from the ladies of the state, even the gentlemen in the gallery were also attracted by Bai Fu's technique, and couldn't help but abandon their brushes to watch.

When Bai Fu finished the painting, several gentlemen sitting in the hall were full of praise, and the voice of praise was endless.

A noble lady said humanely: "The roaring sound of the waterfall on the cliff echoes around my ears, and it seems that there are splashes of water. It should be the 'drawing eye' of this picture. As the exiled immortal said: the flying stream goes down three thousand feet, and it is suspected to be the Milky Way. Fall for nine days."

Mr. Baoshi who was sitting in the hall shook his head and said: "No way. The character of the lonely boat and hat makes the whole painting have a profound artistic conception and a superb charm, which is where the 'painting eye' lies."

Mr. Qi had a long beard in his hands, and said with a smile: "An old monk who has traveled over mountains and mountains has more aftertaste. Although his back is hunchbacked, his mind is strong, and he is not afraid of severe cold and heat, and is not afraid of wind, frost, rain and snow. Master Xuanzang, who else can there be?"

Several gentlemen in the hall debated endlessly about the "drawing eyes", and it was very lively.

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Although several sitting gentlemen were reluctant to leave, according to the previous agreement between the dukes and wives of the state and the gallery, the leading lady of the duke won the first prize and took this picture of snowy mountains and rivers into his pocket.Whoever gets the flower will be the envy of everyone.The noble lady invited Bai Fu into the inner room to drink tea and thanked him alone.

Bai Fu knelt down and sat down.The beautiful woman on the opposite side is wearing a black palace dress with two breasts, embroidered with a picture of a hundred butterflies wearing flowers.The wind bun is foggy, and the jasper-chan and phoenix hairpins are inserted obliquely.Gong'e sweeps lightly, her expression is arrogant, graceful and luxurious.The two maids behind him are also as beautiful and refined as blue waves and light lotus.

Bai Fu didn't dare to look directly at him, and sat upright, watching his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose.

The beautiful woman didn't say a word, she just stared at Bai Fu, which made Bai Fu's heart shudder.The room was silent, and after a while, Bai Fu was about to leave with an excuse, when the beautiful woman suddenly said, "You are Bai Fu, Xu Taifu's disciple, right?"

Bai Fu nodded.

The beautiful woman said: "I am Dugu Xiaozhong's mother, my maiden name is Pei."

Bai Fu was stunned, and hurriedly stood up, bowed deeply, and said: "I don't know Madam, please forgive me!"

Madam Pei raised her hand and said, "Sit."

Only then did Bai Fu dare to sit down.

Mrs. Pei said: "I saw you last time at the family banquet in Prince Qing's Mansion. I have to say, you really look a bit like your master Qingxuan Daoist."

Bai Fu saluted and said with a smile: "So Madam knows my master?"

Mrs. Pei snorted softly, and said: "Your master was famous in Jinghua back then, no one knew it. It's just that his eyes are higher than the top, and only the royal family is in his eyes."

Bai Fu heard that Mrs. Pei's words were not good, so he didn't dare to say too much, he held his breath and concentrated on observing her words.

Mrs. Pei said: "You have only met once, and my Zhong'er is full of praise for you."

Bai Fu said humbly: "Lonely girl is the quality of Lan Xinhui, she is full of talent, she is not studying at the bottom of the school, it is really insignificant."

Seeing Bai Fu's humble attitude, Mrs. Pei became more angry in her heart, and her tone became more impolite: "Xiao Zhong was young, raised in a deep boudoir, and doesn't know people, unlike you people from the world, who are sophisticated in human relationships and have a good understanding of the world... "

The more Bai Fu listened, the less he liked it. Since the other party was an elder, he could only be patient and suppress his anger.

If you are polite to others, you must ask for something.Mrs. Pei sees that Bai Fu is restraining himself, and guesses that Bai Fu must have a plan.Finally couldn't help it, let the words spread out, bossing around:
"Then let me just say it straight. I don't agree with your marriage with Xiaozhong. Although the old man supports you, I am Xiaozhong's mother. My daughter, I have the final say!"

Hearing this, Bai Fu was quite astonished.Although the old lord Dugu and his eldest grandson had this intention, they never said it out.This matter has not yet been written down, Mrs. Pei has made it clear here, what does she mean?

Mrs. Pei saw the surprise on Bai Fu's face, and felt that her judgment was correct.She snorted coldly, and said: "You are good boys, you should be famous by yourself, rely on your wife's family, and ascend to the top of the dragon, are you not ashamed?"

What a heartbreaking remark, mean and vicious.

What kind of person Bai Fu is, how can he deserve such an insult!
Bai Fu looked directly at Mrs. Pei with eyes like torches, and said: "The Dugu family, a century-old family, how prominent! We are reckless, devoted ourselves to farming the world, and do not seek to be known to the princes. Although I am humble and humble, I also have some self-knowledge. I really dare not Climbing the dragon and attaching the phoenix. Madam, please rest assured!"

After all, give a deep salute.With a flick of his robe, he left with a flick of his sleeves.

Mrs. Pei looked at Bai Fu's figure, with contempt in her eyes, she turned her head to the maid and said, "You see, this is a common people's child, without education!

Write down all his words for me, next time you come to the door, see how I can embarrass him! "

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When the sword master Pei Min entered the Hongwen Hall, he saw Mrs. Pei leading a group of dukes and wives away in a haughty manner.The two looked at each other, ignored each other, and went their separate ways.

Pei Min thought in his heart: "As a sister of my family, I have more than enough achievements and more failures. As long as I appear on the stage, nothing good will happen. I don't know which family will suffer the rest this time."

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　Notes:
　　In this article, Bai Fu's "Snowy Mountains and Streams" imitates the composition and description of Fan Kuan's "Traveling in Mountains and Streams", Wang Wei's "Snowy Streams" and Wen Zhengming's "Snowy Mountains and Streams" .

　　
　　
　
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