half life slave

Chapter 116 Postscript

More than a month later, a complete copy of the emperor's guide book was presented to the imperial court. Shen Hui read it without raising any objections, and then ordered the servant of the East Palace to read it for the prince to explain it in detail.Of course, it was only said to the public that this was written by the editors of the Imperial Academy specially for the prince, but no mention was made of the real editor, Rong Yu.

It's only May this year, and Beijing is already extremely hot and humid, abnormally like a yellow plum sky.The inner courts of the previous dynasties had all changed into light gauze clothes, but even a slight movement would produce a layer of sweat.Shen Hui was afraid of the heat but not the cold, and felt even more bored, so he moved to Chengming Palace in Xiyuan in early June, and ordered the prince to stay in Baoben Palace for the convenience of giving lectures.

Perhaps because of impatience, Shen Hui seemed depressed, but Rong Yu understood that the crux actually came from King Wu's departure from the capital.Shen Hui seemed to have suddenly discovered the many benefits of King Wu, and he would miss it from time to time. Sometimes when he was free, he would recall the interesting stories of King Wu's childhood one by one.

Rong Yu originally wanted to find some entertainment for him to solve, but he couldn't care about it when he got busy.Officials in Beijing were the most cautious. Rong Yu received a generous reward for his military achievements, and it was a gold medal for avoiding death that had not been issued for a long time in the Dayin dynasty. The news spread outside the palace and attracted more and more people.

For more than half a month, it took up most of the time to entertain officials from various ministries and nobles. Now who can be the guest of the admiral's eunuch's mansion is a matter of great honor.Tolerance and not like to show off, but entertaining according to etiquette, which is of course useful, there are some who are always showing favor, and some are flattering, and there are even dinners and wines where he has to go to join him in person.Since everyone is treated equally, at least don't make arrangements for everything.

That day, I was at the Marquis Mansion in Anyang to celebrate the birthday of Lord Marquis, and while chatting with everyone, I heard something interesting.

Seeing the servants in the mansion walking into the garden with long bamboo poles, someone asked what it was for.Anyang Hou smiled proudly, "This is called a sticky pole. There is a net bag tied on it, and some mucus is brushed inside to stick those cicadas. The weather is abnormally hot this year, and the cicadas are so fierce at night." , It’s so noisy that people can’t read the book, or the kid at home came up with this idea. Don’t underestimate this sticky rod, it works.”

Someone smiled and nodded, praising Xiao Shizi for his cleverness and methods.Anyang Hou Yiyan, "Not really. He didn't come up with this idea first. I was chatting with the eldest brother of Liang Guofu's family a while ago, and he said that he was upset at home recently. Someone made a sticky stick. Not to mention, this son of the world is known as a big player in the capital, and his mind is more agile than others, but these days he met an uneasy master, which made him feel a lot of idleness."

Liang Guogong's son has always been a leisurely master of cockfighting, running dogs, playing birds and listening to music, but he is not a bad person, and he is quite righteous, so he can make friends with some righteous men.Rong Yu has no ill feeling toward him, because he asked why he was so lazy.

Someone immediately replied with a smile, "The factory owner doesn't know, this young master can play with not only the vulgar, but also the elegant. I heard that I have recently become fascinated by the Southern School of landscapes. Now there is a Dongcun in Suzhou. The style of painting is superb." Like Guo Xi from the Song Dynasty. It happened that there was a businessman named Lu in Beijing who had a lot of Mr. Dongcun's paintings in his hand, so he came to ask for them. Originally, he wanted a painting, which cost a thousand eight taels of silver. I also won it, but I don’t think that this surnamed Lu is the axis. Said in front of him, I am not short of money, and I am not afraid of officials. I just take it and look at it every day. I, I'm sorry, I really don't want to sell it. I can't say it anyway. This young master can be regarded as a well-behaved person, and he has given up his hands since then, but he still felt sullen when he went back. I'm afraid the person surnamed Lu didn't know it. If you meet a moral person, if you really meet a ruthless master, sooner or later he will be overwhelmed."

Rong Yu's heart moved when he heard this, and he asked, "Has this businessman surnamed Lu ever said, how can he obtain his paintings?"

"Then who knows, these people with eccentric tempers are not stingy in temperament, and they don't want to pay when they are happy." The speaker's eyes lit up, "Aren't you also tempted by his collection? Listen to the son of the world, The painting in the East Village is really good, the factory owner has always called it this, but he can send someone to have a look. The man surnamed Lu heard that the factory owner praised him, so he will not dare to play that bad temper again."

Rong Yu smiled, didn't answer these words, he was a bit concerned in private, after a while he thought about it, he ordered his confidants to inquire about the residence of the businessman surnamed Lu.

According to the people sent back and forth, the businessman was named Feng, and his ancestral home was in the capital. He was engaged in the sale of silk and tea, and often traveled to and from the south of the Yangtze River.

Rong Yuzheng was looking for an opportunity to go out to visit, but he caught up with the Honglu Temple to arrange to receive the North Korean envoy, and there were many major events such as the construction of the Naval Academy.Speaking of the construction of the Naval Academy, it was originally his idea. It is rare that the crown prince also wrote several memorials on this matter, and put forward some insightful ideas.It is said that the errand of Rong and the host coordinator, Shen Yu was able to not find any trouble, and his attitude was obviously very supportive, and he even refuted several voices of opposition in private, which inevitably taught those who are interested to smell something unusual.

Busy with these important matters ahead, Rong Yu has no time to go out to find Fengya.So Lin Sheng was dismissed first, and he pretended to be a businessman from other places to look for Lu Feng, to see if he could come back with some interesting ideas, preferably the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, so as to comfort Shen Hui's feeling that he always wanted to go to the south of the Yangtze River but couldn't.

In the evening of this day, because of business affairs, Rong Yu was afraid that he would not be able to entangle Shen Hui, and he didn't know what the trouble would be at night, so he asked him for leave first, and changed into the moon white Taoist robe in his room, wearing only a net towel and a small crown Sit in front of the desk and sort out the performances of the Naval Academy.Thinking that the matter will be discussed in the court the next day, although the public opinion is almost on his side, it is just a formality, pretending to attach importance to the six ministries of the cabinet, and he has no worries in his heart.

Listening to my ears, I don't know when it started to rain outside, and the patter was not too heavy.Lin Sheng came back from the outside, his clothes were clean and tidy, but he looked like he was returning home, and he reported with a frowning look, "I said a lot of nice words, but the person surnamed Lu just didn't agree. It is not difficult to get East Village paintings. He has no interest in gold, silver and silk. He has only loved calligraphy and painting at this age. If he wants to ask for it, he only needs to take He can exchange whatever he likes."

Rong Yu finished grading the notebooks in his hand, put down his pen and pondered for a long time, Fang recollected Lin Sheng's words, leaned back on his chair, nodded and smiled, "It seems that this person is a little idiot and has a temper. Well, it turns out that he wants to barter , what do we have in hand?"

"He made it clear that he wanted Mr. Pingshan's painting of rafting on rivers and mountains. Everyone said that Mr. Pingshan's brushstrokes are strong, and he has a reputation of resisting the tripod among the painters of the Zhejiang School."

This Mr. Hirayama is a well-known contemporary painter, and someone once praised him as a famous artist.A pair of Danqing is highly respected by dignitaries and scholars, and it is said to be an authentic work, like an arch wall.Coincidentally, his paintings are also collected in the palace, and the boating map of rivers and mountains that Lu Feng talked about is now hidden in the secret pavilion of the Hall of Martial Arts.

Rong Yu raised his eyebrows, and Lin Sheng asked with a smile when he saw this, "What's your plan, my lord? In fact, I saw that Mr. Dongcun's painting is really good, and the painting is also the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River. It is not a problem to put it in the Hall of Martial Arts with this level of brushwork." No. Otherwise, you can ask the Lord Long Live to change his paintings and come back."

It's just looking for something new in private, and if you can't get it, you can't be obsessed. Rong Yu shook his head and said no, "The collections in the palace have always been imported, not exported, let alone exchanged with others. Since he doesn't want to, it's fine." stop."

Lin Sheng wanted to fulfill his wish, "But Lu Feng seems to be really a painter, he wants a painting of Pingshan so much, why don't you satisfy him, and let him have a look and take it back?"

It is light and easy to say, but few people in the world are not possessive of something they love, and it is even more difficult to let go of it after seeing it.

"Otherwise, there is another way." Lin Sheng grinned, revealing a sly smirk, "Your Excellency hasn't started painting for a long time, why don't you show him a copy, with your drawing skills, it is enough to be true. Besides, he I just want to take a look, my lord, your copy can be regarded as a masterpiece in the world, although it is a copy, I am afraid that in the future it will be like Feng Ben Lanting's preface, and it is worthy of being sought after by future generations. What do you think of this idea?"

Rong Yu originally closed his eyes and rested his mind. Hearing this, he opened his eyes and looked at him with a faint smile, "You mean you want me to use a fake painting to deceive his real painting?"

Lin Sheng quickly waved his hands and explained, "How can this be considered a fake painting? Since the palace rules are like this, he will never see the picture of the river and mountain boating in his life anyway, so let him see the lifelike copy. It can be regarded as fulfilling his long-cherished wish. You didn’t hear what he said to me just now, it seems that you can’t see the painting in this life, and you will die with peace. You should show kindness and end it.”

With a soft smile, Rong Yu stood up and patted his head, "Don't even think about it, get rid of this idea as soon as possible, let this matter go, and you are not allowed to negotiate with him behind my back, understand?"

Lin Sheng had always treated him like a god, and although he felt it was a pity, he hurriedly nodded, "I will definitely do what you tell me. I know how to measure, so don't worry."

Knowing that he can clearly distinguish the priorities, Rong Yu ordered him to go down with a smile.After dismissing Lin Sheng, he sat idle for a while, and began to tidy up the table and case, and tidy up the things in the study. Unexpectedly, he found on the shelf a volume of a masterpiece handed down by him that had been sealed for a long time, A Picture of Rising the River during the Qingming Festival.

It's like an old friend who suddenly appears in front of you. The moment the painting unfolds, the past and the past follow.That day when he accompanied Qin Ruozhen to wait for Shen Hui in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the words she said were still in my ears, and even she held Huang Gongwang's "Landscape Jue" in her hand and looked at it carefully when she frowned. All the pictures seemed to be just yesterday. just happened.

However, that happened in the first year of Tianshou. At that time, he was only 16 years old.

So he took out the scroll of Qingming Shanghe Picture again and laid it out on the table. Taking advantage of his peace of mind, he took an ice musk musk and put it in the golden incense burner, and added some sandalwood spice.But in a short while, the curling blue silk lingered and drifted away, bypassing the small mountain screen with the picture of Guo Xi's valley, and filling the room.

It was raining and windy outside the window, and the half-rolled fragrance of Pingshan in the room. He closed his eyes for a long time, dipped his pen in the lacquer and ink again, and concentrated on writing the long-overdue inscription on the Qingming Riverside Picture: Yu Shiyu's leisure time I saw Zhang Zeduan's painting of Ascending the River during the Qingming Festival in the Song Dynasty, and observed the exquisite delineation of characters, the beauty of trees, boats and carts, and the appearance of Guo Ji in Shiqiao Village.I don't feel refreshed, although the Sui beads and walls are not as expensive as Yungui, they are truly rare treasures and should be treasured.At the age of 16, Tianshou lived in Dingyou Zhongxia, the admiral of Xichang and the eunuch of the printing department, Lin Rong and postscript in Huaiyin. 【Note】After writing, I put down my pen, turned my head to look out the window at the drizzle, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Today, he already has the courage to write these words, and he no longer feels anxious or uneasy.Fame for thousands of years and posthumous comments can't be compared with leaving a few lines of handwriting on this scroll of paintings that has been passed down from generation to generation.He was happy in his heart, because it meant that he finally let go of all his worries about himself, and completely accepted Shen Hui's affirmation and love.

The author has something to say: [Note] It is a shameless author who plagiarized Feng Bao's work, and then shamelessly pays tribute.

When I first wrote this painting in vain, I thought that this day would come.Friends who are interested may wish to take a look at the authentic works of Feng Daban on the Qingming Riverside Map. This is a good character, good learning, good at playing the piano, and a master at making the piano. Of course, it would be better to play political means. Eunuch, Feng is the metaphysical ruling class, but he is more down-to-earth in the later period of [-] years old. He often speaks for the working people and fights against the gentry class~ he is a real warrior