Three Kingdoms.

  Chapter 1738 The Old Pavilion in the Small Bamboo Forest

   Fei Qian sat on the horseback, staggered forward, and was still thinking about it, thinking about it, just like the landlord Lao Cai thinking about Zhuanghe of his own land.

  It's not easy for anyone these days.

  Even though Fei Qian doesn’t have to go to the front line now, there are actually quite a few things to worry about.

  Take Judu as an example. As early as in Pingyang, Feiqian tried to promote it, but like many new things, in the early stages of growth, it was always watered more by the rain of criticism.

  Some people say that reading a sentence is like taking off your pants and farting. Well, although it is not so vulgar, the meaning is similar. It means that reading a sentence that you understand is the foundation of a scholar. Does it need to be specially marked in the book?

   There are still people who say that they don’t read standard sentences, just to let scholars study more and recite more. If everything is simple, what is it called studying? What is easy to get will not be cherished, and only what can be learned through hard work can be remembered for a lifetime.

   Are these statements wrong?

   It sounds reasonable, but it cannot be said to be completely wrong.

  It's just...

  Qin Tongwen, but only the shape of the words, and the sentence is read out, and the meaning of the words is really unified. In the earliest sentence reading, the teacher pointed out where a sentence was broken, so in Han Yu's time, there is still a saying that "you don't know how to read a sentence, but you don't understand it".

The sentence reading at the beginning was marked with a symbol similar to a tick, and it was also marked with a mark similar to a comma. It was not until the Tang Dynasty that the solid dot appeared. Until the period of the Republic of China, many people still did not use sentence reading. Even some newspapers do not have a single punctuation mark throughout.

  Why is this happening?

  Fei Qian feels that every business has a threshold, and the first threshold of Confucian classics is sentence reading. Those literati who were tortured by reading in childhood and grew up, on the one hand, they are used to articles without reading, and on the other hand, they may not have suffered from the old man. Shouldn’t the next generation of young people have a taste? idea…

   Fortunately, it is still in the Han Dynasty.

   "Heaven and Earth King Parents and Teachers", or, "Heaven and Earth King Fathers and Teachers" have not appeared for too long, and have not yet grown into an unshakable behemoth...

As early as the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, in Guoyu, the expositions and concepts of "jun", "qin", and "teacher" first appeared, and later Xunzi added "heaven" and "earth" The five "Heaven, Earth, Monarch, Parents and Teachers" elaborated, officially appeared in the "Taiping Jing" of the Eastern Han Dynasty, and then continued for thousands of years.

Perhaps many people have not noticed that sentence reading is a very important link in China's "Heaven, Earth, King, Parents and Teachers", and it is also a very important authority for the master to control the right to speak. Can't break a sentence, can't read an article!

   To break the prophecy, you also need to read it clearly.

  While Xin Ma was reining in, Fei Qian suddenly saw that the mansion in front of him seemed familiar. When he looked up, he saw the big two words "Cai Mansion" written on the front gate of the mansion...

   Hey, how did you get here?

  Fei Qian looked at the closed gate of Cai Mansion, scratched his head, swung his saddle off his horse, raised his head slightly, "Go, let me know that someone is here..."

  The guards around him took orders and hurriedly stepped forward to knock on the door.

Fei Qian suddenly felt a little guilty. Although he returned to Chang'an, he almost immediately fell into the boundless government affairs, especially during this period of time. Forget Cai Yan...

well!

   Just when he was feeling a little emotional, Fei Qian suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. He looked around and saw nothing special except for the pedestrians passing by in the distance.

   After a while, the guard came back with an indescribable expression, and said, "Report...My lord, Cai, Dr. Cai said it was inconvenient to meet..."

  Fei Qian (⊙□⊙)? How is this fat four?

  Huang Xu quickly turned his head aside, saying that he didn't hear anything and didn't know anything.

   Fei Qian touched the back of his neck, coughed, and said: "Go again, just say that there is business!"

  The guard responded, lowered his eyebrows and ran back again, his cowhide boots stepped on the stone steps and made a "pop" sound, which made Fei Qian shake his cloak and coughed again...

   When Fei Qian sent someone to report, Cai Yan was painting.

  Based on the standards of later generations, Cai Yan basically belongs to the kind of out-and-out house girl who can stay at home for ten days and a half months as long as she has a book to read. So Fei Qian didn't show up during this period, and Cai Yan didn't feel anything. He read books, drew some pictures, played the piano, and the years were quiet.

So when he suddenly heard that Fei Qian was coming, Cai Yan's first reaction was not joy, but shock, and subconsciously refused to meet, just like a house girl who always goes out no matter what the reason is. Some resist the same.

   Cai Yan didn't react until Fei Qian sent someone to send a message for the second time, and then he heard that there was something "business", and suddenly felt a little hot on his face...

  () "Then...then please come in..."

Suddenly looking down, he saw that he was dressed in casual clothes, with disheveled hair, and his hands were stained with some ink-colored paint. Cai Yan was startled, "Wait...no, you can't come in...no, Bongshu! Come with me Change clothes!"

  Feng Shu also reacted, and hurriedly helped to lift Cai Yan's skirt, and ran into the backyard in a hurry.

   "Hoo..."

  Fei stared at the lintel above the gate of the mansion, a little lost in thought. This was assigned to Cai Yong when he was in Chang'an back then. Although it is not big, it is still exquisite, and he also visited it several times back then.

   And now...

  Opened the door, the old butler of the Cai Mansion quickly lay down on the ground to apologize to Fei Qian. Although he said that he obeyed Cai Yan's order and could not open the door, it was more or less disobedient to General Hussar's wishes. The guilt can be big or small.

  Fei stepped forward, helped him up, and asked, "You don't need to be polite, old housekeeper. Where is Dr. Cai?"

  The old housekeeper said with a smile: "I am painting in the courtyard...waiting for the old man to lead the way for the general..."

  Entered the front yard, passed the study room, walked slowly through two curved corridors, and passed a small piece of bamboo forest. On the side of the bamboo forest, I saw a corner of the Liujiao Pavilion.

   Fei Qian suddenly felt a jump in his heart.

All this in front of me seems to overlap with a certain picture in my memory, but the current single-storey hexagonal pavilion, although it still looks painted with carved beams and high corners, but the colors on the colorful tiles are somewhat Gorgeous, the shape has not changed much, the color is a little less bright, and a little more vicissitudes.

  Cai Yan was not in the pavilion.

  The old butler was a little flustered. Fortunately, the little maid beside him said that she was going to change clothes, so she let out a breath, and then felt impolite, and wanted to apologize to Fei Qian...

   It’s okay for Fei to sneak in, and he doesn’t care too much. After all, he came here suddenly. If Cai Yan directly refused the door according to the etiquette among the gentry, it would not be a big fault.

On the table in the pavilion, there is a piece of half-painted paper held in jade. Next to the paper, there is an inkstone carved into the shape of a bird flying. Inkwell. In the ink pool, apart from the ink, there seems to be some cinnabar and indigo.

Next to the inkstone, there is a water pot for a pen holder, and several wolf-haired, rabbit-haired, and mouse-haired brushes are either in the pen container or immersed in the water pot. It must be because Cai Yan was halfway through the painting when he heard Fei Qian coming, so he hurriedly ran to change his clothes, but did not clean up. Just throw it here.

  What did Cai Yan paint?

   Fei Qian approached with great interest.

At this stage, due to the large supply of bamboo in Sichuan and Sichuan, the output of paper has also increased a lot. Projects such as painting, which were originally carried out on silk cloth, can also be transferred to paper, but due to changes in materials Due to some reasons, some inks and pigments do not match very well, and it may take a period of time for pigments suitable for paper to appear.

For example, the cinnabar and indigo that Cai Yan uses now are good for silk cloth, but they are used on paper. On the one hand, because the pigment is too thick, and on the other hand, the paper is more permeable, so it looks somewhat weird, not very good. nice.

  Is this...

   It looks like some cavalry?

  The color of this horse seems to be a bit like his own green horse.

  If it is about writing, Feiqian still has two or three tricks, but if it is about painting...

Most of the paintings in the Han Dynasty pursued the combination of spirit and shape, and if you had to choose between spirit and form, you still prefer "god" with some exaggerated techniques, just like these cavalrymen painted by Cai Yan, Those horses, if there are such horses with such fat stomachs and such short legs, let alone running, I am afraid that walking will be difficult...

   Well, art, understandable.

  Looking at this painting, are these cavalry going out to fight, or are they preparing for an outing? The flag is raised so high, and such a big flag is used, is it not afraid that the wind will blow the flag away? Even if the flag was not blown off, if I carried it hard, I would probably dislocate my hand...

  When the cavalry charged, because the horses were fast, if the wind was strong, they would not be able to raise the big flag at all. Basically, they were replaced with smaller cavalry flags, and even only relied on the small flag behind the cavalry to identify and command.

   Fei Qian blinked and squeezed his beard.

   Well, art can also be understood...

  Fei Qian twisted to the left, looked at the right, and waited for a long time. Do you think Cai Yan’s paintings seem to be like this, so can you try to draw twice?

   How about adding two birds on the heads of these cavalry?

  Forget it, drawing birds on these fat-bellied horses, Fei Qian felt that he should not be able to draw the elegant and agile feeling of birds, at most he could draw a few embarrassing fat crows.

  Why don't you add two strokes to draw some meaning of flowers and plants?

  Or dot the points on the side of the horseshoe, and then write the word "horseshoe fragrance"? It seems that it doesn't match well with cavalry...

  Just as Fei Qian was about to pick up the pen and show off his poor painting talent, he suddenly heard some small sounds coming from the corridor...

  A figure came over, with hair like a cloud, coiled up high, a little black hair hanging down playfully, slipping on the side of the face and falling on the chest, jumping happily with the steps. She was wearing a light green skirt with a group pattern, the color was light and elegant, only the red emerald embellishment on the side of the slender waist made the whole figure more elegant.

   It seemed that the hexagonal pavilion, which was a bit bleak at first, suddenly brightened up.

"you…"

   Then the two looked at each other and said almost simultaneously, "I..."

   "Puff..." Cai Yan smiled, lowered his head slightly and bowed his knees in salute, "I have seen the general..."

   Fei Qian frowned slightly, this title, it seems that some resentment has dissipated...

  Cai Yan raised his head, but saw Fei Qian staring at him intently, he couldn't help feeling a little shy, the tips of his thin ears turned red, and the topic changed with a movement of his eyes: "Is the general also going to paint?"

   "Ah, ah?" Fei Qian realized that he was holding the pen in the air, not up or down, a little embarrassed.

   After pondering for a while, Fei Qian laughed twice, put the pen back, and said, "Forget it, I won't show my shame..."

Cai Yan covered her mouth and smiled, her eyes swept across the table, and then, as if she had been scalded, she took a quick glance at Fei Qian, brushed a few wisps of black hair behind her ears, and turned her head and said: "I also drew at random...Bong Shu, just keep them all..."

   "Then what...ahem, the painting is very good, very good..." Fei Qian was a little short-circuited for a while, not knowing what to say, so he praised it casually.

  But Fei Qian's praise didn't open up the topic, but for some reason, Cai Yan lowered his head, his small and slender ears became redder, trembling slightly in the wind.

Ok?

   What did I say wrong?

  I didn't say anything?

   Do you want to say that the painting is not very good?

   Fei Qian was a little confused for a while, and the scene was a little awkward. Cai Yan seemed to be better when Feng Shu and others removed the painting and put the tea stove and incense burner on.

  Fei Qian saw the fallen leaves piled up in the bamboo grove, which seemed to have not been cleaned, so he frowned and said, "Why haven't the fallen leaves been swept? Is there not enough manpower?"

  Cai Yan glanced at it and said in a low voice, "No, I kept it..."

   Another burst of embarrassment.

   "Hi!" Fei Qian decided not to talk about it, but to get down to business, and said bluntly, "The Qinglong Temple has been talking a lot these days, have you... heard a little about it?"

  Cai Yan was taken aback, raised his head, looked at Fei Qian, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Could it be... Could this be the reason why you came to me?"

   "Uh..." Fei Qian looked at Cai Yan's sparkling eyes, and suddenly reacted, and hastily stared to make up for it, "Of course not! I came here because... I missed you..."

  Cai Yan's eyes moved, he tilted his head slightly, and said softly: "Let's talk about Qinglong Temple..."

This…

   Well, as long as you're happy.

   Feiqian coughed twice, and continued: "It's been a few days, I think...you...can you..."

  Cai Yan lowered her head lower and lower.

   "Talk about sentence reading in Qinglong Temple..."

  (ˇˇ) Cai Yan raised his head, staring at Fei Qian with sparkling eyes.

  Fei Qian (◎_◎;)?

  (end of this chapter)