Baoyu was made of this joke, and he didn't get angry, but just grabbed Xiangyun, "You can't get cheap from Brother Xue, but you come to laugh at me, how can I tolerate you," he pointed to a purple feather spring swallow on the painting, "You are wearing purple clothes today, and you look like a swallow." ”

Xiangyun said with a smile: "Tumixiang dreams of timid spring, and the swallows are idle." If I were a swallow, wouldn't I be the most idle? That's a real thing to ask for. ”

A few people laughed, and asked Xue Pan to take out good things again for the big guy to see, so Xue Panfu took out a scroll again, took it out and took a look, only to see that the Lishu book was beautiful, the ink was dripping, and there was a faint wind out of the dust. ”

When Daiyu saw this, she couldn't help but sigh, "This is Tao Hongjing's "Book of Acknowledgement"? ”

"My sister is right." Xue Pan smiled, "It's just who wrote it, and my sister has to guess." ”

"Tao Hongjing is good at alchemy, astronomy and geography, and the folk are faintly called real people," Tanchun hurriedly surrounded him, and got closer to take a closer look, "But there has never been a handwriting and ink treasure in the world, who wrote this pair of words?" Ah, it is written by Mr. Zhengyi Sima Chengzhen. ”

Tao Hongjing was originally a Taoist person, and Sima Chengzhen of the Tang Dynasty who was good friends with Li Bai was also a Taoist priest, he was smart and clever, idle by nature, and proficient in literature, and Wang Wei, Gao Shi, Li Bai and others were good friends, and his literary attainments were also very deep. Tao Hongjing's work shows the beauty of mountains and rivers, and it is a great joy in life to talk about it in ancient times, and people with elegant feelings may taste the beauty of mountains and rivers, and communicate their inner feelings with friends. There is a faint implication of being uninhibited by mundane things, "It is naturally inappropriate for other people in the red dust to write this word," Li Kun looked at it carefully and sighed, "Only an immortal like Mr. Zhengyi wrote it in line with the true meaning." ”

Sima Chengzhen is good at writing seals and subordinates, and he is a whole, called "Golden Scissors Book". This Lishu is indeed very mysterious, Tanchun likes to write, and it is indeed very happy to see this word, "Sister Bao also said that it is not good," Tanchun smiled at Baochai, "This word is only afraid that it is difficult to find, ordinary people can't see it, if I haven't seen Mr. Zhengyi's copybook, I'm afraid I don't believe it's his word." ”

"It's just a word, it's nothing, but you see," Tanchun pointed to the inscription below, "Give Siming Maniac, this is a gift to He Zhizhang, counting, the two have a deep relationship, but there is such an object for an important poet, I have never heard of it." ”

Calligraphy and painting works pay attention to the origin, and then inherit the orderly, this is Sima Chengzhen to He Zhizhang text, the two are the ten friends of the Immortal Sect, the friendship is quite deep, the first long section of the inscription stamped, etc., successively expressed how many people have collected such a pair of calligraphy and paintings, and how many chapters have been stamped, so one by one, although it is just a dozen words, but it is a long paragraph of the inscription pasted by the people of later generations, everyone appreciates it one by one, and can't help but sigh together, "Brother got a good thing?" Baochai smiled, "I haven't seen it before." ”

"Haha," Xue Pan was proud, and when he heard Baochai say this, he shook his head and said, "If my little good thing is seen by my sister, I am afraid that you will all move it away, so naturally I have to hide it." ”

Daiyu said with a smile, "Sister Bao won't be like this, Sister Bao is the most generous, there will be little chicken intestines, Brother Pan is laughing again." ”

"It's not a joke," Baochai pursed his lips and smiled, "The "Qin Fang Poems" that my brother got outside is still with me now, and I don't want to return it, so it will be mine, and I will bring it today, which can be regarded as borrowing flowers to offer Buddha to my sisters to see." ”

Tanchun likes calligraphy the most, I heard this, don't look at it there, everyone also saw the true work of Song Huizong, Song Huizong likes cranes, and often paints cranes, so the "thin gold book" is also somewhat "crane rhyme". It is characterized by thin and elastic strokes, sharp tail hooks, fast pen movements, glyphs are generally elongated, relaxed, there is a sense of beauty and elegance, comfortable and free, and the whole law is rigorous and meticulous. Tanchun likes calligraphy the most, seeing this post, I can't help but have to copy it in the air one by one, see this calligraphy, Yang Zhi sent according to this "Qin Fang Poems" in the copy embroidery of the satin style, please everyone, Xiangyun hurriedly appreciated, "Ya tight!" In the end, this calligraphy can't be seen every day, so it has been passed down for many years, and it is good to be a good custodian, if it is damaged by insects, or if the tea soup accidentally seeps in, isn't it our sin, second brother, I don't have to look at these things, in case you touch someone, your name is a good history, but it can't be pleased. ”

Baoyu smiled, "I don't need this green history pen, as long as a few of you remember me, how about this green history, where do you still need to worry about it?" ”

Xiangyun continued, "But this is embroidered into satin, which can be seen every day, and you can appreciate its charm, it's hard to see how Sister Bao came up with it!" ”

Baochai smiled, "This is not my ingenuity, it is my brother's trick, specially made these good things to deceive you into such a simple mind." ”

"That's not right," Xue Pan said, "Now there are more and more rich and elegant people, I get this good thing, and the people who buy it like it, so it is naturally more expensive." ”

"I don't care about this," Xiangyun carefully looked at those satins, "I'm going to ask Senior Brother Xue to get some with a cheeky face." ”

"What's so difficult about this," Xue Pan said with a smile, "It's just that this thing is too bloated, it's not as good as anything else," he ordered someone to open the box on the side, and there were more than a dozen satin handkerchiefs of various colors in it, "These are all sentences from Song Huizong's "Qin Fang Poems", embroidered, and I was going to give them to my sisters today." ”

Everyone naturally thanked them, Li Kun took the handkerchief and looked at it, only to see that there was, Qin Fang Yicui, Dancing Butterfly Fragrance, Pian Pian Night and other Song Huizong's authentic works were tall and handsome, and said with a smile: "I haven't eaten this wine yet, so why put away the gifts." ”

All the women don't know the hardship of worrying about the livelihood, and naturally disagree with this veil, thinking that it is just a fresh and chic thing, in fact, "Qin Fang Poems" has not come out for a long time, not to mention that ordinary boudoir women like it very much, even the literati and scholars are in a hurry to buy the Xue family's satin to watch it home, or solemnly make clothes, hanging on the chest and back, enough to attract people's eyes, Xue Pan used this ingenuity, the price of the satin soared, and he made a lot of silver.