I opened a tea shop in Bianjing

Chapter 42 First Meeting
Zeng Bu felt ashamed. As a scholar-bureaucrat, he should do everything possible to persuade the emperor to be diligent in political affairs and not indulge in sensuality.But now, he wants to push the young emperor to go out to play.This is in direct contradiction to his political integrity.

If it wasn't for Mo Yunxiao's friendship with his wife, if it wasn't for Mo Yunxiao's accident, if it wasn't for her and his wife's repeated pleas, he would never have done this.

Zhao Ji pondered for a moment, then said: "Excellent, I will go to the house to disturb you tomorrow night."

"Yes." Zeng Bu replied, and said, "I must arrange it carefully."

But Zhao Ji waved the folding fan and said: "Why do you need to arrange it? It would be bad if too many people know about it."

Zeng Bu nodded and said, "Yes, I understand." Then he resigned angrily.

At the beginning of the morning of the second night.Tourists and pilgrims bustling in front of the Daxiangguo Temple.Zhao Ji and Zhang Di, who left the palace in micro-clothes, walked on the "Sky Street", heading towards Zeng Bu's mansion as if they were taking a walk.

When they came to the gate of Zeng Mansion, Zhang Di went up to knock on the door.The door came out and asked, "Who?"

Zhang Di respectfully handed over the worship box and said: "Mr. Zeng's friend Mr. Zhao Pang and Mr. Zhao came to pay a visit."

Menzi took the worship box, bowed back, and said, "Please wait a little while."

Zhang Di said, "Thank you." The door closed and went in.Zhao Ji waved his folding fan, looked at the gate of Zeng Bu's house, but didn't speak.

After a while, the door opened and he saluted and said, "My master is here to invite you."

"Brother, please lead the way." Zhang Di said.Menzi chuckled and said, "This is what it should be."

He brought Zhao Ji and Zhang Di to the lobby, and Zeng Bu and Mrs. Wei came to greet them.Mrs. Wei already knew from her husband that Zhao Pang was from the official family, so she wasn't too surprised to see her again today, she just accompanied her husband to the ceremony.

"This is my wife Yuru." Zeng Bu introduced his wife to the two.

Zhao Ji also embraced her, and didn't mention anything about the meeting in the Minglou. He just said: "I have heard for a long time that Mrs. Wei's poems are gorgeous and elegant, and I am honored to meet you today. She is really handsome, and she is comparable to an extraordinary woman."

Mrs. Wei has a broad-minded personality. Although the one who praised her was the emperor, she didn't show the slightest coyness. She just laughed and said, "Mr.

Zhao Ji unfolded the folding fan, laughed, and said, "Madam, don't be overly modest. Today, Mr. Zeng came to discuss the painting, so why are there so few poems in the painting?"

They entered the hall as they spoke.Under Zeng Bu's guidance, Zhao Ji sat on the upper head, and Zeng Bu and Mrs. Wei sat on the lower side.Zhang Di stood beside Zhao Ji.

The maid served tea, and Zhao Ji was about to taste it, when he heard a faint rustling sound behind the screen.Zhao Ji observed the words and expressions, and suddenly smelled a faint fragrance, and smiled knowingly.

He knew that this was the female relatives of the Zeng Mansion peeking behind the screen.His identity as the emperor inevitably arouses curiosity, so he does not blame him.It's just that Zeng Bu was a little embarrassed, and coughed heavily to signal the girls to restrain themselves.

Mrs. Wei hurriedly said: "Mr. Zhao is really well informed. A book boy who is good at painting has indeed come to my house recently. Since Mr. Zhao has this intention, why don't you call him to see him?" A maid ordered: "Go and call our little gentleman who is good at painting."

"Yes." The maid bowed her knees and then slowly backed out.

After a while, a six-foot-long young man in a long gown and a square scarf walked in slowly.It is inconvenient for women who have not left the court to meet outside men, so Mo Yunxiao dresses up like this.

But even so, Mo Yunxiao's unique temperament exudes from the inside out is still eye-catching.

She lowered her head slightly, came to Zhao Ji, clasped her fists in salute, and said in a voice like a silver bell: "The little one is so big, I have seen Mr. Zeng, Mrs. Zhao, Mr. Zhao."

"You raise your head." Zhao Ji said, shaking his fan.

Mo Yunxiao raised his head and took a look.Those eyes, as clear as spring water, revealed a proud brilliance.

In the entire city of Tokyo, and even in the entire world of Song Dynasty, I am afraid that there will never be another pair of eyes like this, such eyes that people love, fear, and respect.

Zhao Ji couldn't help being startled, and the folding fan stopped involuntarily.But Zhang Di yelled: "Presumptuous!"

Whether it was the era of King Duan or the era of the Son of Heaven, no one dared to look directly at Zhao Ji like this.There is infinite arrogance in these eyes, like a flame that is about to burst out.

And if you look directly at a noble person with this kind of eyes, it will undoubtedly be regarded as an offense.

But Zhao Ji seemed to appreciate her eyes very much, and even enjoyed the feeling of being directly looked at by her.So he looked sideways at Zhang Di and said, "Don't be rude in someone else's house."

"Yes." Zhang Di replied and stopped talking.

Zhao Ji turned around and looked at the person in front of him again.Although she was dressed as a scholar, her eyebrows and eyes, as well as her delicate but not vulgar face clearly told people that this was a woman, and a beautiful woman at that.

She is wearing a long gown and cloth shoes, but she exudes nobility and arrogance from the inside out, which is both likable and unapproachable. It can't help but remind people of Zhou Dunyi's famous line of admiring the lotus, "It can be seen from a distance but not played with. "

"Sure enough, she is a wonderful woman." Zhao Ji admired secretly in his heart, so he asked again: "I heard that you made up that unfinished painting of mine? One hidden dragon and one crouching tiger are indeed both in form and spirit. There are everyone wind."

Mo Yunxiao clasped his fists together, and said with a smile: "Young Master, I have won the prize. In fact, it is not difficult to draw a dragon or a tiger. Dragons are invisible to ordinary people, so you can use your pen freely; tigers are ferocious and majestic. As long as you grasp their characteristics, You can also make a good painting."

"Oh?" Zhao Ji smiled and asked, "Since drawing dragons and tigers is not difficult, what is the most difficult thing to draw?"

"It is the most difficult thing to see the magic in ordinary things." Mo Yunxiao pondered for a while, and said: "Xie He, a painter in the Southern and Northern Dynasties, once summed up the six methods of painting, which are vivid charm, bone method with brush, pictograph according to objects, and follow the category. Coloring, position management, transfer and imitation. As long as these six methods are in place at the same time, it will be a good painting handed down from generation to generation."

Zhao Ji nodded, and asked again: "In your opinion, do my paintings have these six principles?"

All eyes were on Mo Yunxiao.Zeng Bu was even more nervous, afraid that she might say something inappropriate.

Mo Yunxiao replied slowly: "To tell you the truth, my son is very talented, and he has many years of attainments in painting, and he has indeed reached a very high level. However, from my childhood point of view, as long as you are willing to study hard, you may be able to master calligraphy in the future." It's still above painting."

"Oh?" Zhao Ji's eyes lit up, and this answer really surprised him, so he asked, "Why do you know that?"

Mo Yunxiao smiled slightly, and said to Zengbu: "Master, I dare to ask the Four Treasures of the Study."

Zeng Bu was stunned, and unconsciously cast his gaze at Zhao Ji.Zhao Ji waved the fan in his hand to express his agreement.So Zeng Bu ordered his maid to fetch the Four Treasures of the Study.

While grinding, Mo Yunxiao said, "I can see the taste of Liu Gongquan and Huang Tingjian's calligraphy from the young master's paintings. The two gentlemen's calligraphy is vigorous and full of beauty of power. The composition of the young master is also similar. But , if this painting method is used in calligraphy, it seems that it can go one step further and create its own school."

"Create your own school?" The more Zhao Ji listened, the more fascinated he became, and he stood up unconsciously, like a magnet being attracted by a magnet, and slowly walked towards Mo Yunxiao.

After Mo Yunxiao studied the ink, she picked up the pen and wrote.Her wrists trembled violently, and she moved her pen like flying.Zhao Ji watched carefully beside her, like a student watching a teacher demonstrating.

Zeng Bu, Mrs. Wei and Zhang Di were all stunned on the spot.Thinking that Zhao Ji is self-reliant and proud of his talent and learning, but he never thought that he would be so humble.

What Mo Yunxiao wrote is the famous "Broken Array" by the poet Xin Qiji of the Southern Song Dynasty: "Looking at the sword with the lamp on while drunk, dreaming of blowing horns and battalion. Eight hundred miles of fire under the command, fifty strings turning outside the fortress, autumn on the battlefield Soldiers and horses are Lu Feikuai, and the bow is like a thunderbolt. It ends the affairs of the king and wins the name of life and death."

The font used by Mo Yunxiao is the "thin gold style" created by Song Huizong Zhao Ji.This kind of font seems to be connected and broken, the strokes are thin and hard, and the edges and corners of the beginning and end are sharp, full of strength and beauty.

But at this moment, the young Zhao Ji can't help but have mixed feelings when he sees this word that will not appear until decades later, and the font that he created by himself more than ten years later.

He looked at Mo Yunxiao with an incredulous look, and suddenly had an illusion in his heart, thinking that she was a tall mountain standing upright, and he could only crawl under her feet like an ant.

Zeng Bu and Mrs. Wei also gathered around to watch, and they couldn't help but praise them. "Good words, such good words!" Mrs. Wei couldn't help but praise.

Mo Yunxiao smiled and said, "Young master, please see that the word's muscles and bones are exposed, so it can be named 'thin tendons', but the tendons of the muscles and bones are not elegant, so it is better to change it to gold."

"Slim gold body!" Zhao Ji looked at the word in surprise and said, "It's really wonderful!"The word sir is indeed a self-created one.Well, this poem is also very good, full of conquest on the battlefield.It seems that the husband also has a passion for serving the country? '

Mo Yunxiao said: "Since the founding of our dynasty, the sixteen prefectures of Yanyun have been lost to the Liao Kingdom. Naturally, many people with lofty ideals want to work hard to restore the old mountains and rivers."

Zhao Ji's spirit was revived again, he couldn't help laughing, and said: "I meet a bosom friend in the mountains and rivers. I can see my husband today, and I will benefit a lot. If there is a destiny in the future, I will come again to ask for advice."

After he finished speaking, he took Zhang Di and strode out of the lobby.Zeng Bu was a little caught off guard, and hurried up to stay with the guests, saying, "Young Master Zhao, why did you leave in such a hurry? Why don't you have a drink?"

Zhao Ji stopped walking, turned around, and cast those extremely energetic eyes on Mo Yunxiao.Mo Yunxiao was also looking at him, and the two looked at each other, which actually made Mo Yunxiao blush.She was a little flustered, and quickly turned her face away.

Zhao Ji smiled lightly and said, "The future will last forever, so don't be in a hurry for today." He was speaking to Zeng Bu, but it seemed that he was speaking to Mo Yunxiao.

Zeng Bu was stunned for a while, and he had no choice but to say: "I am not good at treating guests, so I invite you, Mr. Haihan."

"No, today is the happiest day in my life. Mr. Zeng, let me take my leave." Zhao Ji walked away after finishing speaking.

After Zhao Ji left, Mo Yunxi, who was hiding behind the screen, came out quietly.She drooped her head and pouted her mouth, as if she had been bullied.

Mo Yunxiao looked back at her, smiled, and asked, "Yunxi, what's wrong with you?"

"Brother, you'd better scold me." Mo Yunxi came over, and said rather dejectedly: "I want to know that Mr. Zhao is the current official, even if I lend me ten guts, I wouldn't dare to rob you!" .”

Mo Yunxiao went up to hold her hand and said, "Why are you doing this? I never blamed you!"

"But..." Mo Yunxi felt very guilty, and said, "But you had the opportunity to be a concubine."

Mo Yunxiao was a little surprised, and couldn't help but exchanged glances with Mrs. Wei, and they both burst out laughing.

Mrs. Wei put her arms around Mo Yunxi's shoulders and said to her: "Silly girl, don't you understand your brother-in-law? She doesn't want to go to the palace to be a concubine. How can an eagle soaring freely on the top of a snow-capped mountain How about being locked in a cage like a thrush?"

After she finished speaking, she also put away her smile, turned her head and said to Mo Yunxiao: "But He Lu, I see that the officials seem to be very happy with you. I'm afraid that the sacred will will be violated in the future."

Mo Yunxiao also nodded in agreement, walked to the side of the words she wrote, and looked at them carefully.She couldn't help shaking her head with a wry smile, and said, "I'm afraid that my temporary show off will cause some trouble."

"He Lu, without long-term considerations, there must be near-term worries." Mrs. Wei also came over and asked, "What are your plans?"

Mo Yunxiao pondered for a while, thinking of Zhao Ji's spirited and treasured expression when he left, he knew that he had already planted an anchor in his heart, but it was not enough.She wants him to miss herself and look for herself everywhere, so that she can deepen her impression in his mind.

Therefore, the Zeng Mansion can no longer live in it.

So she smiled slightly and said something unexpected: "Yu Ru, I don't want to cause trouble for you, we'd better move out."

"What?" Mrs. Wei and Mo Yunxi couldn't help but speak in unison.Mo Yunxi was even more flustered, and asked, "Where are you moving?"

"Our family sells tea, so naturally we have to move to a place where we can sell tea." Mo Yunxiao said, "The signboard of our tea house has to be erected again."

Mrs. Wei also became nervous, and said: "He Lu, don't worry. If the officials want to force you into the palace, I will try my best to persuade you with the master. There are also some ministers in the court who are honest and outspoken, and they will definitely not allow the officials to do so. Nonsense."

Mo Yunxiao smiled gently, and said: "Yuru, I have nothing to do with the official family when I want to leave. Thank you Privy Councilor Zeng for allowing me to meet the official family. Now that my wish is over, how can we live with you for a long time? Go down? What kind of formality is this?"

"But..." Mrs. Wei was about to refute, but Mo Yunxiao cut her off again: "The tea house is my father's painstaking effort for many years. I can't leave it behind."

At this time Zeng Bu came and saw the three people with different expressions, and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"Master, He Lu is leaving." Mrs. Wei said to him.

Naturally, Zeng Bu was also taken aback, and was about to persuade her, but seeing Mo Yunxiao's firm expression, he swallowed back the words when they reached his lips.

Mo Yunxiao sighed, and said: "My family has undergone great changes. If Privy Councilor Zeng and Yu Ru hadn't acted righteously, I'm afraid our whole family would have to be beggars. I, Mo Yunxiao, am grateful. Surnamed Mo, if you live here for a long time, how can you feel at ease?"

"Big girl is too much!" Mo Yunxiang's voice suddenly came from the back hall.She came with Zhang Yun'er.Zhang Yuner was wiping tears constantly, while Mo Yunxiang looked arrogant.

Mo Yunxiang said with a stern face: "Brother really regards himself as the head of the family. Our decision to stay or stay depends on what my brother says, right?"

"Yunxiang." Mo Yunxiao paused, and then said: "We will talk about our grievances in the future. But right now, due to emotion and reason, we must leave."

"Huh! Brother, it's so easy to say!" Mo Yunxiang said: "Leave? Is there a place for our Mo family in this Tokyo city? Who doesn't know that our father is a deserter? So what if the signboard is erected, will someone take care of our business?"

"Yunxiang!" Mo Yunxiao put away her previous domineering posture and became much gentler.

"In any case, we should discuss it together as a family, and we must not just listen to your elder brother." Mo Yunxiang said it unreasonably.

"Hmph! What an ignorant genius." Mo Yunxi cursed.

Mo Yunxiang raised her eyebrows and shouted, "What did you say?"

"What do I say about you?" Mo Yunxi also sneered: "You are still so arrogant in someone else's house!"

"It's unreasonable! See if I don't tear your mouth!" Mo Yunxiang said as he was about to rush forward and scuffle with his sister.

Before Zeng Bu and Mrs. Wei had time to persuade them, they heard another soft voice: "It's done!" When everyone looked at it, it was Li Xianmo who came out.

Li Xian'e inspected the crowd before saying to Mo Yunxiang, "Don't you want to discuss? Well, Yunxi and I listen to He Lu."

(End of this chapter)