The literary giants of the late Ming Dynasty began by copying books

Wang Wenlong's letter to Liu Cheng asking for "The Wealth of Nations" was very concise. He just described the incident and did not reveal any intention to ask Liu Cheng to lift the ban on the book.

But Liu Cheng was already stupid, and shortly after receiving the letter, another guest came to Liu Cheng's home - the purchasing eunuch who came out of the palace and brought him a letter from the palace.

Opening the letter, Liu Cheng saw Wang Jianyang's name again.

Liu Cheng's backer in the palace was Pang Bao, the eunuch in front of Concubine Zheng, and Pang Bao was the godfather of Zhao Lu who had presented Wang Wenlong's books to Emperor Wanli. Liu Cheng and Zhao Lu were on the same line. This letter is Zhao Lu wrote it for him.

Zhao Lu excitedly expressed to Liu Cheng in his letter: Recently, Emperor Wanli was very interested in Wang Wenlong's books. This man was in the south of the Yangtze River. He was a great fortune. He only told Liu Da to be alone and asked Liu Cheng to catch him quickly. , this opportunity is not to be missed!

After reading the two letters, Liu Chengcheng was stunned.

When I raised my head again, I heard the fat eunuch's trembling voice saying: "Quickly prepare a gift for Mr. Jingguan, I'm going to Nanjing!"

The original Wang Wenlong suddenly became Mr. Jingguan.

Liu Cheng grabbed the purchasing eunuch who came out of the palace and asked carefully. Only then did he know that in the past two months, everyone in the palace had discovered that Emperor Wanli couldn't put it down for Wang Wenlong's books, whether they were academic works or novels, and even read Wang Wenlong's "The Secret of Liancheng". "Put it on your desk and read it frequently.

After listening to the eunuch's description, Liu Chengru fell into an ice cave.

According to this, Emperor Wanli not only liked Wang Wenlong's books, but Wang Wenlong himself was in the emperor's heart.

Who could he mess with? Why should he mess with such a person?

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Nanjing, at the foot of Jilong Mountain.

Wang Wenlong, Li Guoxian, and Shen Yixiu are planting flowers and watching fish in the yard.

The Nanjing Imperial College has a large complex of buildings at the foot of Jilong Mountain, including several courtyards dedicated to the residence of prison officials.

In the early years of the Imperial Dynasty, the Nanjing Imperial College had a large number of academic officials and built many houses. However, the number of academic officials in the Imperial College has been greatly reduced today. Even most of the teachers have taken long-term leave, leaving many houses vacant at once.

Wang Wenlong did not buy a house in Nanjing and moved directly to the Imperial College dormitory at the foot of Jilong Mountain. The transportation here is convenient and the environment is elegant. The only problem is that the house is a bit old.

The courtyard where Wang Wenlong lives now is at least more than a hundred years old. Fortunately, the building materials used were of the best quality, and it has been repaired and maintained for more than a hundred years, so although it is old, the house is still quite strong.

Wang Wenlong didn't care, he was just afraid that his two wives wouldn't be able to live in this old house.

Unexpectedly, Shen Yixiu and Li Guoxian walked around the yard twice, and Shen Yixiu said excitedly: "This yard is so elegant, sir, can we live here from now on?"

Wang Wenlong couldn't laugh or cry, thinking that his wife was really an artistic girl.

Although the courtyard in front of us has not collapsed yet, green moss more than a foot high has climbed up the base of the pink-white courtyard wall. The loquat tree in the courtyard blocks out the sky and the sun, and the stepping stones on the ground have been polished smooth.

However, the literati these days like this style. The literati of the Qing Dynasty wrote well, "The new trees on the wall and the small paintings are not old, and it looks like the Ministry of Internal Affairs at first glance." Shen Yixiu didn't like building a house with white walls and brand-new roof tiles.

Shen Yixiu liked it, and Li Guoxian knew well and would not object, so Wang Wenlong and his family moved to the Imperial College dormitory.

After living in this small courtyard for two days, Wang Wenlong also tasted some good things about ancient houses.

The afternoon before he moved in, he was wandering in the courtyard and found a stone basin among the weeds. He dragged it out, wiped it with some dead grass, and found that it was a stone fish basin. The stone carvings on the basin were in a rough and majestic style. Wang Wenlong found it. The knowledgeable Ye Zhouze asked, and Ye Zhouze said that the carving style should be from the early years of the Kingdom of China, or even the Yuan Dynasty.

Wang Wenlong was instantly surprised. This ancient house was so old that cultural relics could be found just by kicking in the yard.

When Shen Yixiu and Li Guoxian learned about this, they both ran to see the basin and found it novel.

Today the family went to the market to buy some flowers and plants, and also bought a few small goldfish. They cleaned the basin and put the fish in it.

Just when Wang Wenlong's family and Ye Zhouze were discussing where to place the basin to be conducive to Feng Shui, the servant ran in and said, "Sir, Eunuch Liu from Suzhou has come to see you with a post. He has already arrived at the door."

Ye Zhouze said with a smile: "This Liu Cheng came very quickly. He probably moved the official ship. Jianyang, have you seen him?"

"You're not a little girl, are you afraid of meeting people?" Wang Wenlong said to the servant: "Invite people to the main hall, I will come right away." Wang Wenlong walked into the main hall and saw Liu Cheng sitting upright on the guest seat, with a Many gifts.

His posture was standard as if he were at work, and he only sat half-ass down. When he saw Wang Wenlong enter the room, his seat bounced up like a spring.

"Oops! Mr. Jianyang, you didn't move around when you returned to Suzhou two days ago. Today you came to your door without posting a message first. It's my fault."

Seeing Liu Cheng's smiling face, Wang Wenlong nodded and said, "My father-in-law is busy with other things, so I didn't bother him."

"Hey," Liu Cheng said familiarly, "I have always respected celebrities like Duke Jianyang, and I am the one who wants to see Duke Jianyang."

Wang Wenlong asked: "Daddy, did you bring The Wealth of Nations?"

Liu Cheng stood up and handed the letter over and said, "Take it with you."

Wang Wenlong took the letter and was about to open it. Liu Cheng quickly opened a wooden box in his hand and said, "I recently visited some scholars from Shezhou. The swords are given to heroes, which are just for the use of famous people like Jianyang Gong."

Ye Zhou on the side couldn't help laughing when he saw his attentive look.

Liu Cheng took out an inkstone from the box and handed it to Wang Wenlong: "This is Ke Zhongshi's She inkstone. I am a fool and don't know whether it is true or false. I heard that it is good, so I brought it. I also asked Mr. Jianyang to take a look."

Ke Shousun, also known as Zhongshi, was one of the most famous inkstone makers at the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty. The artistic conception of his inkstones was said to be a collection of the essence of ancient paintings of the Song and Yuan Dynasties and sword techniques of the Qin and Han dynasties. It has been praised since the early Ming Dynasty. cherished by literati.

Wang Wenlong said: "I'm not very familiar with ancient inkstones either."

Ye Zhou, on the other hand, stepped forward, looked at it carefully, nodded and said: "The artistic conception of this sword technique is indeed at the level of Ke Zhongshi's 'Pillow Stone Studio'."

Wang Wenlong's aesthetic level in this area is only average, but he watched Ye Zhouze pick up the ancient inkstone and took a breath, leaving a mist in the inkstone in an instant. This was summer, and ceramic tiles did not have this effect, and then Ye Zhouze used his finger to scratch the place where he breathed again, and the water stains instantly moistened, and Wang Wenlong also understood what an inkstone was.

This inkstone is so delicate that it can be guaranteed to be stained with ink without damaging the pen. It also does not conduct heat very well, and the ink in the inkstone is not easy to freeze in winter.

Beautiful, easy to use, and lovable.

Seeing Wang Wenlong's admiration for the inkstone, Liu Cheng quickly opened a wooden box next to it and said, "I also have a stack of Jinsu Shan Tibetan scripture paper."

Wang Wenlong couldn't help being surprised when he heard this title: "Jin Su Jian?"

Ye Zhouze also changed his indifferent expression and came up to take a look.

I saw a stack of 60 cm square large yellow paper lying quietly in the box, with scriptures written on the front and a small red seal of "Jinsu Mountain Sutra Collection Paper".

Wang Wenlong couldn't help but carefully picked up a piece of paper and looked at it. He found that the paper was very delicate and thick. The writing on the front did not show through to the back. It felt straight and stretched in his hand. The paper surface was brand new and smooth, completely imaginable. This is paper from over six hundred years ago.

Jinsushan Sutra Paper was specially produced by Jinsu Temple in the Northern Song Dynasty to copy the Tripitaka. The manufacturing process has not been passed down. What is known is that it was first soaked in wax, went through a heavy pressing process, and was dipped and dyed with medicinal liquid. yellow.

This paper is thick and heavy, but also fine and smooth. More importantly, it is immortal. It has been stored for hundreds of years without breaking or breaking, and the color of the writing on it has not changed. It has been regarded as a calligrapher since the Song Dynasty. Top quality.

When the temple was first abandoned, these Buddhist scripture papers were taken back by local people to plaster the walls. However, after the benefits were discovered, some people began to collect and even steal them. Six hundred years later, the Jinsu Mountain Buddhist scripture papers were already worth more than gold.

Zhu Zhishan and Dong Qichang both searched for several pieces of golden millet paper, and after thinking hard about creation, they carefully wrote their own works on them.

This paper can still be seen in the Ming Dynasty. From the previous life to the Qing Dynasty, even less of this paper survived. Emperor Qianlong wanted to use this thing to write poems, so he had to cut it into small sheets and plan to use it. He also made full use of the remaining paper and used it with a fine brush. The fine print is filled with poetry.

Don't look at it. It's just a stack of paper. You can't buy it for a few hundred taels. What's more, it's priceless and has no market. If you want to find these pieces of paper with a few hundred taels, there's nowhere to buy them.

This Liu Cheng is really good at it.

(End of this chapter)