【Commentary 062】Chapter 2 Daijoshou
Zhang Juzheng said with a smile: "It turns out that Master Hou's words have a deep meaning." At this time, someone outside the courtyard sang and preached: "Dongchang Guo Governor has arrived." With the voice, Guo Shu Ronghua entered from the door, wearing a blue breeze through Bailing black gauze scarf, wearing a pink round-necked light silk shirt, a jade belt at the waist, a golden toad falling on the side, and a few pale yellow peonies dyed with white and tender curls on the shoulders and corners of the clothes.
Hundreds of officials have stood up to the governor to salute, Guo Shu Ronghua smiled, a tender cool coat in the dark official uniform, quite a flock of chickens over the crane, the feeling of silver on the moss, to Chang Sihao's table, he gave a deep salute to Xu Jie, and said: "Ronghua to the old man of the pavilion to ask for peace, may the old man of the pavilion be peaceful and healthy, and live a long and eternal peace." ”
Xu Jie said with a smile: "The governor doesn't have to be polite, please take a seat." ”
Guo Shu Ronghua glanced at Zou Yinglong and said with a smile: "What kind of identity Ronghua has, how can he sit at the same table with a few elders." Chang Sihao smiled and pulled out the chair: "This is the banquet of the old family of the pavilion, why should the governor be polite to him." Guo Shu Ronghua smiled, said arrogantly, and thanked Chang Sihao again, sitting beside him,
Chang Sihao deliberately tilted his body, smiling and feigning disgust: "Today is the day of the pavilion boss's joy, why is the governor late, [Xianmo: It's a provocative word, for Lao Xu]"
Guo Shu Ronghua straightened his clothes slightly, and he was steady, and then he said "oh", and said with a smile: "Nanzhen Fusi came to report that a thief from Juhao Pavilion appeared in Yunmeng Mountain on the outskirts of Beijing and robbed their two suspects, Ronghua was busy arranging and patrolling, so he was a step late. ”
Chang Sihao was shocked, thinking that the people of Juhao Pavilion had already withdrawn to Jiangnan, how could they appear in Jingshi at this time, Huijian Villa was in Yunmeng Mountain, Xu Da Xu Er was detained there, could it be that Xu Jie sent someone to save his son, looking sideways, Xu Jie's expression was slightly stunned, and he was speechless, and thought: "No, Xu Jie should have cut off contact with the people of Juhao Pavilion, and Guo Shu Ronghua only said that the suspect was robbed, and it may not be their two brothers." ”
Li Chunfang, Chen Yiqin and Zhang Juzheng couldn't hear anything special in the words, so they smiled, Zou Yinglong leaned over with wine and approached, and said with a smile: "The governor is late, you should be punished with a glass of wine, [Xianmo: people push you off the table, you toast against people, you are not thick-skinned, you can't be an official]"
Guo Shu Ronghua leaned against the back of the chair and asked, "When will Lord Zou return to Beijing, [Xianmo: Is there anything I don't know in the factory, I ask knowingly," Zou Yinglong said: "It's just today." Guo Shu Ronghua said with a smile: "The people in the inner court are also really, Lord Zou should inform us when he comes back, so that he can teach Ronghua to put wine for the adults to catch the wind and wash the dust." Chang Sihao couldn't hear anything wrong with this, but Xu Jie knew very well that the officials who were released did not return to Beijing without authorization, and did not report to the department, which was actually out of accordance with the regulations, and said with a smile: "The governor doesn't know, Yun Qing is supervising the salt administration in Jiangxi, and he is doing a good job, but now there is a vacancy in the Ministry of Industry, and he is in a hurry to wait for someone to use, and the old man is ready to transfer him back to Beijing and serve as the right attendant of the Ministry of Industry, so he will be recalled in advance, so as not to come and go with paperwork and delay time." Guo Shu Ronghua said: "Oh, then I have to congratulate Lord Zou." He took the wine smile in his hand, raised it slightly, and congratulated Zou Yinglong, and when the people at the surrounding tables heard this, they all raised their glasses and saluted Zou Yinglong from afar.
Zhang Qi sat in a small corner with the head on the west side [Xianmo: The east grows, the west kills, the west, the head, and the corner, so desolate], stretched his neck to see Chang Sihao's table talking lively, and he couldn't hear it clearly, but it was passed from person to person, and words were passed from person to person, and it didn't take long for him to reach his ears [Xianmo: Xu Jie said this in public, just to let him know] , As soon as I heard that the old man gave Zou Yinglong the right attendant of the Ministry of Works, he was like cold water on his head, and he stayed there for a long time speechless, pouting for a while, gritting his teeth for a while, and the people at the same table didn't know what he was crazy about, and he looked at it for a while, and was spontaneously timid, but he saw that he suddenly returned his soul, holding the bowl left and right, and he danced the dishes into his own bowl, and in a moment stacked into a small tower similar to [Xian Mo: Chinese people eat Pizza Hut fan], the head is buried and the food will get up, only to see his upper and lower teeth over the white horse and the snow with a knife, and the small spoon of the waterwheel turns to the grain field to raise the shovel, and the dish reaches the mouth"Ka brace" is like rolling yellow grass, and the soup enters the throat "Gu Du Du" The sea is also drunk dry, just like a clumsy woman pulling the bathtub to splash the soup, no less than a hungry donkey stretching the reins and chewing peonies, eating a navel pedicle in an instant, turning over the flowers, and the lungs floating with a small belly, [Xianmo: Naughty again, this is the favorite thing of the old literati, the rhyme is like flying, and it is refreshing to read] [Xian Mo Second Comment: It's really my dish, but it's a pity that the author is too restrained and writes short,]
Zhang Qi pushed the dishes and chopsticks after eating, leaned back to the chair, wiped the hot sweat dripping from the corners of his forehead, several officials at the same table looked at him with chopsticks in their hands, one by one dumbfounded, there were maids who came, removed the empty plates, and replaced them with more than a dozen new dishes like flowing water, and finally put the blue and white jasper soup pot steadily, with a finger collar, and smiled sideways: "The first round of main dishes is finished, and several adults use it slowly." Zhang Qi tilted his head and looked at her directly: "Main course, the first round, there are still a few rounds." The maid said: "In addition to the appetizer just now, there are four rounds of main dishes, each round is composed of the four major cuisines of Sulu, Sichuan and Yunnan [Xianmo: Xu Jiehuating people, so the dishes eat the southern system, stop in Shandong, and then go north is not palatable,] each selected sixteen dishes are matched, a total of sixty-four dishes. After that, he smiled faintly, and quietly retreated, [Xianmo: An old palace maid who was squatting in a pit and digging loaches with her skirt slowly tilted her head, and looked at it with resentment, and the little shovel silently drew a circle on the mud floor...... Xu Jie looked at his son blankly: Is she going to draw a circle to curse me, Xu Sangongzi: No, she is going to sing...... The lyrics go like this: In 1568, the second year of Longqing, an old man drew a circle in Huating County, China...... Fabulously summoned the peasants to contribute, and fabulously piled up mountains of gold at home, ah, the story of the spring land......]
Zhang Qi held his stomach with both hands and tasted it, only to realize that what he had eaten just now was cold dishes, no wonder it was so crisp, and now looking at this table full of steaming red and bright delicacies, his eyes gradually widened, and he hiccuped with a "grunt", but he couldn't even say anything.
The housekeeper of the Xu Mansion walked into the courtyard, looked around, found the third son, whispered a few words in front of him, Xu Ying smiled, followed him down for a while, returned for a while, and said to the officials: "I have a wonderful text here, I don't know if you are interested in watching it." ”
The officials expected to be a fun program, all said in unison, and some heard him say that it was a wonderful text, which was equivalent to breaking the suspense, and secretly laughed that he didn't know how to mobilize the audience's emotions, only to see Xu Ying shake his wrist in the wind, and the red silk was spread out to half a height, revealing the red background gold characters inside, when looking carefully, the center was a big Shou word, and there were four palm-sized Shou words on both sides, and the bottom was a big fist, and dozens of small Shou words were as small as eggs, although these words were written Shou, the pen body was different, and there were those who knew how to calligraphy, just a glance and admired, and said: "Thin gold, thin strength, the book is easy to disperse, will be an inch of small characters to show its strength, show its beauty, show the spirit, now this book is as big as a fight, even stretched and thoughtful, there is no sign of fragmentation, the skill can be seen is not the same. [Xian Mo: words such as people, easy to take the middle, fat and thin to look good, and slightly fat has the beauty of plumpness, can still cover the lack of bones, so the thin state does not show the sick posture, and is the most difficult, because of the easy to take, so learn the book first learn the small Kai, this take the small, slightly get the taste of the small, after the entry, you can attack the fat and thin, write the taste and then turn back to write the regular script, and you will find that the size of the fat and thin are easy, write the most difficult in the Kai, although the thin gold body is an artistic treasure, but its nature is too partial, the destruction of the Great Song Dynasty is not accidental, many people think that the King of Song is not a good emperor, but is a first-class artist, I do not agree, at least the calligraphy is his own style, but not super dusty, 】
Xu Jie, Li Chunfang, Chen Yiqin, Zhang Juzheng are all quite researched in calligraphy, the middle of this big longevity word is thin gold body, they naturally saw it early, at this time heard this comment, all nodded slowly, as if to agree, the rest of the people saw the four pavilion elders like this, naturally more praise, only Wang Shizhen watched quietly on the side, as if pondering the penmanship, and seemed to be thinking about something, without saying a word,
Zhang Juzheng said: "Although this thin gold character is good, in terms of pen strength, it is not as good as the eight on both sides, especially the first word on the right is strong, and the flesh is plump, it is the pen body of Xu Hao and Xu Jihai in the Tang Dynasty, Li Zhao's "National History Supplement" has a cloud: "Thin and hard are easy to make, fat is difficult to work" [Xian Mo: Cover is not worried about the flesh because of the bones, and the strength is reflected in the bones, so if you can write thin, you can write fat] , Ji Hai's word is rich and fat, especially difficult to learn, a little careless will end up with a full paper and ink pig, but this word view, not only won the wonder of Ji Hai, but also in the work on the top of the three points of interest, rush and outside, don't have a pivot. ”
Li Chunfang said with a smile: "Uncle is very bad, although Xu Hao's regular script is good, but it is too steady, and it is very rare to escape the atmosphere of dust [Xianmo: The dust person has a dust word], in my opinion, it is far inferior to the second and fourth right Huaisu wild grass, Zhiyong Zhencao and the first left Lu Ji Licao, especially this Licao is written lightly, interesting and natural, and it is by no means comparable to other words, [Xianmo: Aunt Fang wrote green words to Jiajing, and she also entered it, it is the words of the Taoist, and later generations say that "Journey to the West" is written by Chunfang, it is very likely,]"
Lu Ji is a native of Songjiang Huating in the Western Jin Dynasty, and Xu Jie's fellow villagers, he singled out this longevity word and praised it, and the officials knew their meaning [Xianmo: and a dark pen, "self-clear" its meaning, it may not be Aunt Fang's meaning, in fact, Chunfang here may not want to praise Xu Jie's fellow countrymen, but officialdom people can not do without this thought,], they have responded to the harmony, the capital Huating people are outstanding, Li Chunfang saw Chen Yiqin's disdain, and said with a smile: "Why, Mr. Chen, you have an opinion on Xiao Ke's theory, [Xianmo: Another word knows weekdays]" Chen Yiqin said: "How dare you." Li Chunfang smiled and said: "Mr. is talented, I am far from waiting, today is a good day, and all of you are friends and guests, why don't you speak freely, let me wait for a while." All the officials knew his thoughts, and they all joined in the fun,
"Li Cifu's praise, I don't dare to take it seriously, but ......" Chen Yiqin looked at [Xianmo: Old Chen is weird, and the eyes of the words are not right] The longevity word said: "According to the truth, the words of Lu Ji are light and tasteless, and there is nothing outstanding. , the fourth left is used for the yellow body, Huang Tingjian himself pursues taste, too strange, resulting in structural disharmony, the farther away from the superior calligraphy [Xian Mo: Four Words Art Pursuit of Positive Direction], although this word is wonderful, but it is difficult to remedy the congenital, throughout this post, the huge thin gold pen in the middle is Zhangxiong, needless to say, in the eight longevity words on both sides, but the Cai Jing font of the third on the right is graceful and luxurious, the weather is excellent, the second from the left, The two longevity words of the third from the left are even more iron-clad hooks, full of the wonder of the muscles and willow bones, as for the dozens of small characters below, each with its own state, full of spirit, but it is also rare, [Xianmo: Chen Lao has a lot of artistic pursuits, and Xu Jie's copy of the word mentality, a bright and fair, a dark room deception, [Xian Mo two comments: said that Huai Suzhi is always biased, obviously the person here is not the right word, and the previous self-said "not the right thing is not the right person" is contrary, a word to see its temperament, the character is upright, but too Confucianism, look down on the side door, and it is a small deviation,]"
As soon as this remark came out, many of the officials nodded, just because although cursive writing can be enjoyable, it is not practical for officials to say, it is because they are usually mostly Yan Zhenqing and Liu Gongquan's posts, which are nothing more than clear and upright regular scripts, in order to write out the chapter so that the emperor can see it pleasing to the eye, these people don't know much about other people's calligraphy, and they don't know much about it.
Zou Yinglong said with a smile: "Enxiang, I don't know what you think of the words in this post." ”
Xu Jie had been watching silently for a long time, and felt that as Chen Yiqin said, the Cai Jing character on the third right was the best for the whole paste, and the other seven characters were good at winning, but they were not far apart, and he smiled and said: "Master Hou, what do you say." ”
Chang Sihao secretly scolded an old thief skin in his heart, thinking that these words are written in all kinds, if you don't say that they are all longevity words, I thought it was an article, I can't recognize it completely, what can I produce, you are deliberately making Lao Tzu ugly, at this time, the hundred and ten pairs of eyes present looked over, and he couldn't help but give an answer, when the group tongue smacked his lips, haha smiled and said: "Oh, this word, I don't understand, but dozens of longevity words are written, the pen is different, there is no duplicate, if it is written by the same person, it is a big skill." [Xianmo: Kong Yiji hugged the four words and burst into tears, but he could find a soulmate......]
"Huh. Guo Shu Ronghua smiled like a clear breeze and a moon: "Hou Ye praises falsely, Ronghua is ashamed." ”
As soon as the officials present heard this, they knew that this post was actually the handwriting of Guo Dugong, and they were all surprised, but they also changed their expressions and laughed, and praised Dugong Miaocai [Xianmo: There are poems casually at the Dongchang banquet, it is talented, it is not wonderful, because it is easy to have quick wisdom, dozens of pen styles are finely written, this is the real talent, it is really hard to work hard, there is no great effort, it is difficult to enter the wonder,], Chang Sihao was a little heavy in his heart, thinking that he was so stammered with Lao Xu, it was not a good thing,
Xu Jie's hand was whiskered and nodded slightly: "I have heard that Director Guo Dugong has been in the pond for a long time, and he is good at various pen styles. Xu Ying was even more proud, and walked back and forth with the words to show the officials, and came back with a smile: "The so-called ingenuity, people who can write a few different pen styles, their hearts are already seven holes exquisite, and now the Dugong has different crosses, and the words are wonderful, I see your heart, saying that there are hundreds of holes is also missing." When the officials heard this, they all praised it vigorously, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little warmer.
Chang Sihao looked at them and was annoyed, and laughed: "The seven holes are exquisite, what are the thousands of holes [Xianmo: laughing, it doesn't matter if there are hundreds of holes, but the magic is that Xiaochang will add sores,] Wouldn't it be to oversee the prince with thousands of arrows through his heart. ”
Xu Ying used this post to swagger, which was nothing more than to convey a message to the officials: even if the East Factory is in flames now, it is necessary to give the Xu family face, and when she comes back, these words also want to make a face for Guo Shu Ronghua, but she doesn't want to teach Chang Sihao to explain and play like this, she seems to be scolding.
Zou Yinglong raised his glass and said: "Hehehe, the governor has a heart like the sea, even if there are thousands of ships and ships, it is also navigable." Although many people in the Xu Party were dissatisfied with Chang Sihao, he put on this unintentional old and rough posture, and everyone really couldn't compare with him, they all laughed together, hummed, and at this time someone came to Xu Ying's ear and whispered, Xu Ying smiled and nodded, the man went down, and after a while, he led two small guys to carry a big wooden box, everyone's eyes gathered, only to see a small pig with gold paint on the outside of the box, the shape is round and gratifying, and the seal is pasted at the mouth of the box, and the book is written: "Ge Lao Qinqi", Xu Ying smiled: " The housekeeper checked the gifts and found that there was more of this big box, and there was no name, I don't know which adult sent it. ”
Xu Jie is a pig, everyone will laugh, it is expected that which official must be ingenious and wants to surprise the elder pavilion,
Xu Ying asked for a silver knife and handed it to her father, Xu Jie stood up, as if he was disgusted that the younger generation didn't need to bother so much, smiled and swept around the faces of everyone, took the knife, and lightly scratched the seal, all the officials applauded, and they all straightened their necks and looked,
The second little guy gently lifted the lid of the box, Xu Jietan looked inside, suddenly choked, his eyes rolled over, the sky spun around, and his body fell straight and backwards.