Chapter 167: Big Guy Wang Tiqian
To be honest, Liangchen's handwriting is good, and it is still the calligraphy of Dong Qichang, the owner of the painting.
This is not to say how awesome he is and can worship Dong Qichang as a teacher. At this time, both scholars from the north and south were proud to learn Dong Qichang's calligraphy, including the deceased Wu Fuzi. In other words, Wei Liangchen is also Dong Qichang's apprentice and grandson.
Of course, Liangchen's skills are still not at home, and he has only learned Dong Qichang's calligraphy semi-successfully, but it is already good. When he took the government examination for the first time, the prefect Chen Lun was still the prefect, if it weren't for too many mistakes in the paper, Chen Lun would have almost made an exception because of this good character and recorded Liangchen as the second class, and let him participate in the hospital examination.
Regardless of past or present lives, it is not a bad thing to write well. Many times, a person's words can determine a person's fate.
But fortunately, the good man's skills are not at home, if it is better, so good that Chen Lun has to be tempted to record him exceptionally, in that case, history may change again.
The golden nest and the silver nest are not as good as the grass nest, and the relatives of heaven and earth are not as good as the mother's relatives, it is so simple and straightforward, and it can even be said to be a colloquial answer.
It is said that it is an inscription, which is obviously not like it, because it is neither a poem nor a word, and there is no praise or praise.
Writing these two sentences, the original intention of the good minister is very simple, since the painting is a woman, then she has children. He writes like this, and it is not too out of place. The so-called do not seek merit, but seek no fault.
After putting down the pen, he exhaled and looked up at the prince.
The prince and the lord Bo came up together, leaned over to look at the painting, and then froze there.
Tyrannical treasures, tyrannical treasures...
Wang Zhubo is a person who knows goods, how can he not know how precious Dong Qichang's paintings are, but now he has been mentioned by Wei Liangchen with such a nondescript thing on it, it is really an eyesore to watch.
It's just that the prince didn't speak, and he couldn't say anything, so he only regretted it.
What's going on with this Wei Liangchen, the prince is from the palace, and if he brings such a painting and asks you Wei Liangchen to write an inscription, it must be of great significance, you can't make a good poem, but you have to make two slang sentences, which is really not on the table. If the people behind it are annoyed by this, you Wei Liangchen are afraid that you will not be able to bear it.
The prince finally reacted, he raised his head and stared straight at the good minister, half a sound, a smile appeared on his white face, nodded, and said, "Not bad, not bad." Then he looked back and instructed the brocade guard on the side: "Put away the painting and put it away carefully." ”
"Yes."
A brocade guard stepped forward, and when the ink had dried completely, he carefully rolled the painting and put it into the painting tube.
After all, it is the head of the small case in this county, and the prince Bo doesn't know whether the prince is saying that it is true or false, so he wants to find a word for Wei Liangchen's inscription that can be put on the table, and he was about to speak, but he saw that the prince suddenly said to Wei Liangchen: "The head of the small case should also clean up." ”
"Pack what?" The good minister did not know what the prince meant.
Wang Gonggong smiled softly: "Of course, it's with our family." ”
Hearing this, the king lord Bo and Liangchen and Liangchen and his father were all taken aback.
Liangchen hesitated: "Where are you going?" ”
"The capital." After the prince finished speaking, he asked the good minister to pack up his clothes, and then set off with him.
Liangchen reacted and hurriedly said, "Princess, the student is going to the mansion tomorrow to take the college exam." ”
"Oh?" The prince was a little surprised, and asked Liangchen: "Aren't you already the first in the first class in the government examination, why do you still have to take the hospital examination?" ”
"This..."The good minister didn't know how to explain it, but fortunately, the king lord Bo said it for him.
"The prince didn't know that Wei Liangchen's Mansion Examination was indeed the first in the first class, but the Mansion Zun intended to take the examination again, so he specially asked him to participate in the hospital examination again, and strive to win the first place in the court again. Speaking of which, Fuzun is also well-intentioned. ”
In Wang Zhubo's view, he didn't have to participate in the hospital examination, but he still had to participate, which clearly meant that the prefect Chen Lun intended to cultivate Wei Liangchen so that he could be the head of the intermediate court trial. Although this is not a small three-yuan, it is also a small two-yuan, which will be of great benefit to Wei Liangchen's imperial examination.
"That's a lot of work." Wang Gonggong obviously thought differently from Wang Zhubo, he glanced at Liangchen, "You don't have to take the college exam, our family has to take you back to Beijing now." ”
Hearing this, the king was silent, and he vaguely guessed what was going on. Needless to say, this Wei Liangchen must have entered the ears of the nobles, and this prince made a special trip to bring people.
"Can I not go?"
Liangchen also thought of it, but he really didn't want to go, because if he went, he would probably have something to do with Concubine Zheng, and he didn't want to pick up the second uncle's stove.
The prince didn't answer him, just smiled.
The good minister looked at the king and wanted to ask him for help. The latter shook his head at him slightly, I don't know if he said that he couldn't help, or that Liangchen should not go.
Wei Jinde was confused, looking at his youngest son for a while, and then looking at the father-in-law, but he didn't think about why people wanted his youngest son to enter Beijing, but wondered if this father-in-law knew his second son, Jinzhong.
In the end, Liangchen nodded helplessly and agreed: "Okay, I'll go." "He didn't have a choice.
The prince nodded, and asked Liangchen to clean up quickly, it was difficult for him to get out of Beijing, and now it was the time when the pears were ripe, and on a whim, he asked the king to take him to the village orchard to pick some pears.
This is naturally good, the king called Li Zheng with a smile, and accompanied the prince to the orchard.
Liangchen cleaned up in the house alone, and there was nothing to pack, and he quickly became a burden.
"Third child, is this a good thing or a bad thing?" Daddy is not at ease in Germany.
Liangchen thought for a while and said, "It's not a bad thing. ”
Hearing what his youngest son said, Wei Jinde calmed down, so he told him to be careful, and if there was any trouble after arriving in the capital, he would ask his second uncle for help.
Liangchen thought that the second uncle would not be able to help him, but he still responded in his mouth.
After all, the youngest son has been in Beijing, and now he is the head of the small case, and his father-in-law is specially accompanied, Wei Jinde is not worried about accidents on the road. Carrying the baggage, he sent the good minister to the door.
There was a brocade guard and two servants at the door, but I didn't see the prince and the king. Liangchen asked, and the brocade guard said wait a minute, the prince will go pick some pears and come over immediately.
Liangchen smiled and waited there.
After a while, the princess and the princess returned. He carried several large baskets filled with large golden pears. After asking someone to put the pears in the carriage, the prince pointed to his carriage and asked the good minister to go up and sit with him. The two brocade guards turned over and got on their horses.
After the good minister got into the car, he put the burden on the side, and after the prince also came up and sat down, he asked, "I don't know the father-in-law's name?" ”
"Oh, our family's name is Wang Tiqian." The prince was chewing a pear in his mouth, and his words were a little slurred, but the good minister still heard it clearly.
"It turned out to be the prince!"
Sitting in the same car with a eunuch, Liangchen was a little restrained, so he tried to adjust his mentality and make himself behave more naturally.
However, he suddenly stayed there, looking straight at the prince who was biting the pear.
Because, this is another big guy.