Unexpectedly, at this time, Cui Wenqing shook his head and sighed with a smile: "Actually, I thought about it carefully later, my husband's uplink is far more than the two broken sentences we just thought, but can be replaced with more broken sentences, such as: listen to the rain, live in the rain, live in the rain and listen to the sound of the rain by the building, sound dripping, listen, listen, listen." This is another kind of sentence break. ”

Hearing Cui Wenqing's explanation, the tourists couldn't stop snorting.

The old man in cloth laughed and said: "Young Lang's literary brilliance is superb, even if it is the last method of breaking sentences, the pair you are right can completely deal with, and it is very suitable, or not, the old man will give you this picture scroll." ”

After finishing speaking, he opened the picture scroll that had been wrapped, picked up the brush and wrote another sentence next to the upper couplet he had just written, which was the lower couplet written by Cui Wenqing: Come to the tide pavilion to watch the tide and watch the rise and fall of the tide.

When the pen tip landed, the old man in cloth took out a seal from his arms, put it in front of his mouth, and took a breath of hot air, and pressed the seal smoothly on the top of the scroll.

After finishing his work, the old man in cloth folded the scroll, handed it to Cui Wenqing with both hands, and said with a smile: "This painting is given to someone who is destined, young man, I hope you can put it away." ”

Cui Wenqing took the scroll, nodded with a smile and said, "Thank you for my father-in-law's wrong love, the kid can save it." ”

The old man in cloth smiled again, then turned around and went downstairs, and his figure quickly disappeared into the rain curtain downstairs.

"This person is really a hermit like a princess!"

Cui Wenqing sighed secretly, unfolded the scroll and took a closer look: the scroll is a wonderful brush, the scenery is vivid, splashing ink and applying heavy brushwork, making a simple outline, clumsy and large, it is really wonderful and extraordinary.

What's more worth mentioning is that the upper link made by the old man and the lower link made by Cui Wenqing echo each other and complement each other, which is the best interpretation of the beautiful scenery of the picture scroll.

After seeing all this, Cui Wenqing had the time to set his eyes on the seal that the old man had just stamped, but as soon as he glanced at it, the whole person was shocked, and his eyes suddenly glared at the boss, revealing a look of disbelief and shock.

The middle-aged scribe was standing beside Cui Wenqing and admiring the scroll, and naturally he also saw the seal text, and immediately said in surprise: "What? Xuzhou Fan Lushuang? The old man just now turned out to be Fan Zhongyan, the famous minister of Taizong?! ”

As soon as these words fell, the crowd suddenly thundered, and the sound of surprise also followed, and they all came forward to watch the picture scroll in Cui Wenqing's hand.

Cui Wenqing stared blankly at the five big characters of "Xuzhou Fan Lushuang", and his mood was also extremely excited.

Fan Zhongyan, it's actually Fan Zhongyan! Fan Zhongyan, a famous minister who worries about the world and worries about the world first, and is happy after the world!!

Although history has changed now, Zhao Kuangyin failed to establish the Great Song Dynasty and the Great Qi appeared, but it failed to cover up the shining light of Fan Zhongyan.

In the Qi Taizong Dynasty, Fan Zhongyan was a well-deserved first minister, especially after the defeat of the Qi army in Lianghe, Fan Zhongyan personally led the army north to support, and rescued Emperor Taizong from the siege of the Liao people's iron cavalry.

Now, although Fan Zhongyan has become a celebrity, he has a very huge influence in the countryside and the government, and he didn't expect to be able to witness his appearance just now, which really made Cui Wenqing very excited.

After everyone recovered from their surprise, several people said that they wanted to buy the picture scroll in Cui Wenqing's hand, and the bids were not low.

Cui Wenqing knew the value of this scroll painted by Fan Zhongyan and inscribed on it, and all the buyers shook their heads and refused.

He instructed Lotus Ye to carefully put away the scroll, thought about it, and suddenly walked downstairs quickly, chasing in the direction where Fan Zhongyan left.

When he was about to reach the mountain gate, Cui Wenqing saw Fan Zhongyan's back, and hurriedly opened his mouth and called: "Mr. Wenzheng, stay for the time being!" ”

Fan Zhongyan turned around, looked at Cui Wenqing who was rushing over, and smiled suspiciously: "Mr. Wenzheng? Is the young man calling me? Old decay is not worthy of such a name. ”

When Cui Wenqing heard this, he immediately slapped his head and secretly sighed that his words were wrong.

In the Song Dynasty of his previous life, Fan Zhongyan's nickname was "Wenzheng", so people since then called him Mr. Wenzheng, which is the name that the ancient literati dreamed of, and it cannot be given by non-great sages and sages.

But in the Qi Dynasty, Fan Zhongyan has not passed away yet, and he has no nickname, so naturally he will not understand that Mr. Wenzheng is calling him.

Thinking of this, Cui Wenqing said with a smile: "I made a mistake in the next step, please forgive Mr. Xiwen." ”

"Xiwen" is Fan Zhongyan's epigraph, and it is also compliant and appropriate to call it so.

Fan Zhongyan smiled and said: "It's okay, I don't know if the young man follows the old man, what do you think?" ”

Cui Wenqing hugged his fists and said: "I don't dare to teach it, but at present, the light rain has stopped, and the water on the stone steps down the mountain is slippery, and I am worried about the inconvenience of Mr. Xiwen's legs and feet, so I specially came to want to go through the road with Mr. Xiwen, so as to have a response." ”

Fan Zhongyan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect this young man to be so kind-hearted, and nodded happily: "Okay, there is little brother Lao, by the way, I don't know what the little brother is called?" ”

"My surname is Cui, and my name is Wenqing."

Cui Wenqing smiled, and ordered the guards who followed the mountain to find a sliding rod chair, stretched out his hand and asked, "Mr. Xiwen, please take a seat." ”

Fan Zhongyan was not polite, raised his hand to thank him and sat in the chair, and the two guards lifted the sliding rod chair one after the other, and together with Cui Wenqing and others, they began to descend the mountain with steady steps.

Along the way, although Fan Zhongyan rarely spoke, he kept thinking in his heart.

In the past, he served as the envoy of the Hedong Road and the Guanzhong Road for many years, and he had many military exploits in the northwest, and it can be seen at a glance that Cui Wenqing's entourage was born in the army, and they all had a kind of murderous spirit from top to bottom.

And the tall woman who was guarding in front of Cui Wenqing, her words and demeanor were not ordinary girls, and her expression was even more vigilant intentionally or unintentionally, especially when a stranger approached Cui Wenqing on the mountain road, she would immediately protect Cui Wenqing's side, and she wanted to protect him without asking.

From this point of view, Cui Wenqing's identity does not seem to be simple.

Although Fan Zhongyan has been a scholar for several years, he still has an incomparable influence in the court, especially the Fa Reform faction led by Wang Anshi, which is inextricably linked with him.

If this Cui Wenqing is from a hostile side, there must be a purpose for being so close to him.

Thinking of this, Fan Zhongyan felt that he seemed to be a little too cautious.

He came to Hedong Road on this trip, almost no one knew about it, and he came to watch the scenery of the surrounding mountains on a temporary basis, how could he allow his political enemies to quickly arrange and set traps to deliberately get close to him?

Besides, this young man didn't talk to him much along the way, and he didn't show any closeness, maybe he was really worried.

(End of chapter)