Chapter 181 Thirty: Zhili

The three figures crawled into the wind and snow outside the alley and disappeared. The two people who had left were still talking about in the Binxiang Pavilion. The white parrot called "Good Poems" and flew around the beam until Princess Lingbi called it back. She called it again and then ordered it and then she was punished for three drinks. The harsh "Good Poems" finally changed to "unbeatable wine".

In the jade pot and silver plate, the painting was very annoying. The mountains, rivers, cities and rivers were like ghosts, men, women, young and old, like ghosts, not people, so people dare not look at it. Only the young lady in white in General Fengchen's mansion stared at the picture, remembering the ghost shadow in a deserted garden one night, and accidentally looked outside the Binxiang Pavilion, thinking that she was really a ghost painter.

Cui Mingyi from Fuli Cui looked at the poem and said, "Although Bai Weizhi had some talent, he liked to make amazing words. This poem was originally good. He forced himself to add a sentence of 'Guanzhong people cannibalize people', and forced to speak without shocking words, which seemed very abrupt. Just like Li Dan from the Qing Tombs of Lizhou... Although his painting skills are good, he liked to paint strange and terrifying images, like articles such as monsters and searching for strange things. He did not rely on writing to move people's eyes, but only tried to use ghosts and foxes to attract attention. Unfortunately, he used too much force."

Tang Qingchen looked out of Binxiang Pavilion, without showing any unhappiness, and smiled and said, "These two are indeed talented. Regardless of poetry, Bai Weizhi's hand-printed crane body is really admirable. Li Dan from the Qing Tomb of Lizhou has never been exposed before. When he saw him today, he turned out to be a good painter and didn't know who he was." As he said that, he called the servant to put away the painting and poem he had not taken away, and turned to salute Princess Lingbi and said, "There are countless mediocre people in the world, but talented men are rare. I hope Princess Lingbi is magnanimous, don't bother with them."

That painting and poem were clearly satirizing the Xinyuan banquet. As the main family, Tang Qingchen not only did not get angry, but praised and defended the two of them. This action attracted praise from all the students. Meng Zhu and Tang were indeed broad-minded and extraordinary. In comparison, the two who left the banquet were sensational clowns.

Princess Lingbi stretched out her frown eyebrows and smiled slightly, "My father is the emperor, but he never punished the censors. Although these two people are arrogant, I will not argue with them. To be honest, this pavilion is a little hot, and it is also good to blow the cold wind. You all sober up, and the poems he wrote should be more literary, Snow-clothed Lady."

The white parrot flew over to the sound of the poem, and the banquet continued. This banquet was just the beginning of the elegant collection. After the bronze-cutting poem, the students talked about the mysterious discussion of Taoism and meditation.

The masterpieces of elegant collections are frequently released. The paintings and poems were put away by the servants and were prepared to be sent to the Yushu Pavilion, where the Tang prince consort specializes in calligraphy and painting. Although the Qing ministers of the Tang Dynasty showed their temperament and resolved the awkward atmosphere at that time, and accepted this painting and poem, this work was a satirical example of the Tang family. It was dazzling everywhere. If it was destroyed, it would inevitably damage its energy. It would be best to find a remote corner so that the poems could no longer be seen in the sun and asked the worm to eat them.

The servant walked through the west side of the pavilion, but was called by Tang Xian to stop, took the painting and poem over, and looked at it. His brushstrokes were as good as he wanted, without any craftsmanship, and his whole body was natural. The more he looked, the better he felt, and his brows became tighter. The mo immortal on the side twisted his beard, and his brows were raised higher and higher.

After reading for a while, Prince Tang didn't show any problems. He ordered the servant to take the painting away. He frowned and said, "The young man is really young and energetic." Then he gradually stretched his eyebrows, shook his head and smiled a few times, and raised his glass and said, "It reminded me of the time when I was full of energy, Mr. Pan, don't stop the cup!"

The immortal Mo looked over Tang Xian's shoulder and saw the servant taking the scroll into Yushu Pavilion from afar. He was very curious about Li Dan who suddenly appeared, but he did not want to arouse his friend's embarrassment. He just smiled slightly, raised his sleeves and raised his glass. The wine in the cup swayed, reflecting the spring scenery in the garden, full of greenness.

...

Ant-like green foam floated on the wine, reflecting the bamboo plaques on the wall and the heat steamed from the cauldron.

The red paper on the bamboo label sticker states the current price of mutton and various wines and dishes. There are many layers of paper, and the paper edges are very new. Obviously, the price has changed very frequently recently.

Although this glass of green ant wine is cheaper than pear blossoms, it is sold for 60 taels. The two young men holding the wine, one green robe and the other white robe, raised their glasses and clinked each other, and did not spill a drop. There were two bowls of quinoa soup on the table, and three slices of mutton were lying on the soup, as thin as a cicada's wings, and a small plate of dried green fish and a plate of vinegar celery. The vinegar celery was not originally, but the owner recognized the famous Lingqiu cranes and gave them extra.

Bai Weizhi sipped the wine, pressed the chopsticks with his right hand, and commented on the students in Yaji.

"The Yuanqi's metaphysics are very knowledgeable, but they exudes evil spirits. I don't see it very well. As for the daughter of General Fengchen, his martial arts talent is extremely great. Xie Ningzhi of Junzhu, in this Xinyuan, there is probably no one who can defeat the sword technique. As for the Tang Qingchen, hehe."

"how?"

"Just a hypocrite."

“How about other people?”

"The others are not worth mentioning. This time, Qianyuan Academy will collect thirty-six people. The first twelve people can be called bachelors. The next twenty-four people, although they can also learn magical powers, but they can only serve as posts such as magistrates, book books, and book books in Qianyuan Academy. Just now, among the students in Xinyuan, except for Yuan Qixuan, Jiang Ru, and Xie Ningzhi, Tang Qingchen was able to enter the top twelve people. Even if the others, even if they can enter the Qianyuan Academy with their family background, will be at most the last twenty-four people..."

Any position in Qianyuan Academy is a god in the eyes of ordinary people, but Lingqiu Hezi obviously doesn't look down on him. But before he finished speaking, Bai Weizhi looked at the friend he had just met and hesitated: "Although I have never read your poems and articles, your paintings will not be unknown."

Li Chan chewed the dried green fish stained with wine and explained: "I just arrived in Yujing not long ago, and I couldn't get rid of some things and didn't communicate with others often."

Bai Weizhi pondered for a moment and said, "The Qianyuan Academy has a variety of students, and the exams are very complicated. There are more than ten subjects in Taoism, Buddhism, martial arts, arts, and numbers, and Zhuyou.... It is difficult to distinguish between the high and the low. The practitioners in the Academy are not like practitioners of the two religions who are transcendent in the world. They have supernatural powers and need to take saving the world as their responsibility. Therefore, the Academy Academy records people, especially their morals, and the so-called virtues cannot be distinguished between day and night..."

Li Chan spit out the fish bones, "No wonder they have to worship poetry and essays everywhere to raise their reputation in the gathering."

Bai Weizhi was born in the Bai family of Lingqiu and was also a child of a famous county. He was a child of a famous county. He was fond of mysterious Taoism when he was young. He could recite a few verses such as "invisible and nameless" and "clear, turbid, and still" with Taoist priests from Shenxiao Temple in Lingqiu. He often played with Baihe in Guan. One day, he flew over Lingqiu County with a crane. Although he was severely scolded by his family, he was given the name of "Hezi". Before he entered Yujing, people in the capital discussed the recruitment of disciples in Qianyuan Academy. When he talked about who descended from his family could enter the palace, he would talk about "Lingqiu Hezi". Therefore, even if he did his own thing, he did not need to deliberately seek fame. Before the Frost Descendation, he was on a whim. The wizards who preached at the meeting debated a few words and became famous in Yujing.

But Li Dan, the Qinglings of Lizhou, was born in a poor family. If he wanted to join the Qianyuan Academy, he would probably be compared. Bai Weizhi said: "Even if you don't like to be a cultivator, don't be too noble. You can go out more often and discuss Taoism and meditation. This can not only reflect the practice of practice, but also make more friends."

Lingqiu Hezi, who was praised by the students as pretending to be noble, advised people not to be noble in the mutton soup shop, which is really interesting. The two of them talked about the recent natural disasters and man-made disasters and demons from the Xinyuan Elementary Collection. Then they talked about the ghost picture, and Li Chan said: "I saw Mo Xianren also present in Yaji. I heard that Mo Xianren had recently got a piece of pot-liang Zisong..."

Bai Weizhi said: "Mo Xianren has recently made six liang of purple jade lights. Let's look at Xie Ningzhi, who is showing a sword book in concentration, so he is asking for ink from Mo Xianren. He cherishes ink like gold and has never been written by himself. This time he asks ink, probably to use Baomo to break the example of Qingmo and become famous for entering the school palace. I said that I also wanted to ask for a good ink, but I really couldn't stay there, so I was still comfortable here." As he said that, he raised his glass and signaled.

Li Chan also raised her glass, drank half a glass of green ant wine, and said regretfully: "It's a pity that I didn't see the picture of "Xinyuan Elegant Collection".

"It's not a pity. The "Xinyuan Elegant Collection Picture" is just a stroke of the pen of the painting saint." Bai Weizhidao, "You came from Lizhou, have you ever been to Xuandu? The "The Chaoyuan Picture of All Spirits" in the old imperial city is the holy product that has been passed down from generation to generation."

"Xuandu has been there." Li Chan glanced at the edge of the cup.

Bai Weizhidao: "Speaking of this spring, there are many major events in Xuandu. Not to mention that the saint went west to attack Yu Yuan demons, there was a disciple of Qingque Palace who entered the old imperial city and drew all the "Tianling Chaoyuan Tu" in one day."

"Oh?" Li Chan smiled, "I have heard of this."

Bai Weizhidao: "It is said that this person's painting is not inferior to Xu Zhonghao's 'three hundred miles', and he is known as the master of Ximoju. Unfortunately, the master of Ximoju just appeared in a flash and disappeared without a trace. I think he is unwilling to be disturbed by fame and fortune. I heard that the master of Ximoju is not old, but since he is a disciple of Qingque Palace, he probably wouldn't come to Yujing because of the Qianyuan Academy. Unfortunately, I still want to see this character."

"It's not a pity." Li Chan smiled and raised her glass, "I'm also quite good at painting."

"You are not humble." Bai Weizhi laughed and raised his glass to drink.

Li Chan drank all the wine in the glass and looked at the empty wine glass, thinking.

...

At dusk, the elegant gathering in Xinyuan was not dispersed, and the wine in the mutton shop in Xishi City had been finished. When they were slightly drunk, the two talked about the matter of demons and the principles of cultivation. After more than two hours, they still felt unsatisfied. Li Chan refused Bai Weizhi's invitation to drink again at home. The two exchanged their addresses and said goodbye to the outside of Xishi City.

He rode a donkey back to the new garden of Guangzhaifang. The monsters were playing the Leaf Play. The monsters were full of energy and were inconvenient to go out and had nothing to do, so they could only spend their time with the play. In the morning, Xu Da was very excited to rehearse the monsters to serve wine and food, and he was busy for almost an hour, and then he felt bored. However, the crow Qiansui, who occasionally pecked this butt and knocked on the head to correct the monsters' demeanor.

The cloth cover with the words "Cyclops come to grind" was placed behind the door. The woman in the boudoir has always admired the mirror grinder, and Tu Zhaoying is handsome. Even though the bronze mirror at home is still bright, the girls are happy to spend money on the handsome appearance of the man who carefully polishes the mirror. So Tu Zhaoying's first trip made a lot of money and earned back a regular 300 yuan. Don't say that Tu Zhaoying is not only handsome, but also delicate as a woman. Most of the girls in the boudoir who have done business don't want to visit other men who are in the business.

The little demon took the reins of the black donkey, and Xu Da shouted: "Alang, Alang is finally back. Can you eat it in the princess's mansion?"

Li Chan ignored Xu Da, walked towards the study as she entered the door, and asked, "Where are the paintings brought from Xuandu?"

"What?" Hong Yao asked.

"The map of all spirits to the Yuan Dynasty." Li Chan walked into the study and paused, "Those painted in this spring."

Hong Yao thought for a while, leaned over and searched, and Li Chan also joined in.

After a while, Hongyao said, "Here!" He dragged out two official suitcases with rosewood embedded in ancient pictures.

Li Chan breathed a sigh of relief, "I almost forgot that there is still this."

...

In the early morning, a male pilgrim carrying two boxes was welcomed in Daxiangguo Temple. The monk originally thought that the luxurious rosewood box was filled with incense offerings, but unexpectedly, the pilgrim carried the box to Zhonglan Courtyard south of the temple.

In the courtyard, the boy was stunned for a while when he saw the impressive young man at the festival yesterday. He was unwilling to collect the two official suitcases of rosewood. The young man talked for a while, and saw that the inside was indeed filled with paintings, not some precious things, so he agreed to take them to Mo Xianren first and then carry the suitcase into the hospital.

The boy saw Pan Gu who was carrying a pen to write in the yard, and put down two boxes, "Mr. Pan, someone has sent this."

Pan Gu put his pen and saw at a glance that the Bogu Picture on the box contained moisture-proof and insect-driving methods, coupled with the fire-proofing mica mother-of-pearl on the edge of the box, was very expensive, and he frowned.

"who?"

"It's the one Li Dan from the Qing Tomb of Lizhou yesterday." The boy said carefully.

"He?" Pan Gu was stunned. He didn't expect that the young man would visit him yesterday, and he thought that the ghost picture yesterday was indeed quite good.

"The boxes are filled with paintings, not wealth." The boy added.

Pan Gu pondered for a moment, opened a box lid, and hundreds of paintings were stacked in the box.

The top picture of the water-dividing green cow was a little familiar. He looked solemn. After a while, he showed a look of surprise again.
Chapter completed!