Liu in the Imperial Harem

Chapter 15: [Spoiler] Mr. Baizi

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Last time I talked about the pair of Huobao Baizi and Zheng Qian. Both of them are people who have made great achievements in the field of personal art. It is not without reason that they are arrogant. It is only because the current emperor loves this way, so this group of artists are selected. Some of the pets are not very good.

The original name of the white character is Qinghan, the character is a piece of paper, and there is a painting house, which is called: a piece of paper Qinghan. In his words, painting is not only a tool to express the artist's personal feelings and skills, but also a way to reflect his personal spiritual quality.

If you think of it as a stepping stone to make money, you are always one step away from the peak. Take everything lightly and adhere to the golden mean, and then you can get a glimpse of the ultimate art!

This Qinghan is in his forties, he was born very thin, with a big head and a round face, so Nangong Yuan gave him a 'nickname' of noodles. Brick-and-mortar creation gives the noodles another layer of meaning.

This Qinghan built several houses on a small island in the middle of Yanghu Lake in Yangfu, and planted a large bamboo forest outside the house, and the end was an immortal residence. But a tomb was built at the only entrance of the bamboo forest, and the monument was written, which said: Qinghan and Wuyou are buried here, a piece of paper Qinghan lives in ghosts, there are dangers, do not enter.

The words are so clear, but there are those who come here because they don't listen to the persuasion and let in, and sure enough, those who go in don't end well. In the big pit of ink and paint, in Qinghan's words, didn't you come to ask for a painting, I will give it to you!

Speaking of the flawless on this monument, this woman is not ordinary, if ordinary women can marry Qinghan! This Luo Luo was Yu Wuxia, a famous prostitute who was famous in the Twelve Pavilions in the capital.

But even the most beautiful white jade, once it falls into the quagmire of Goulan, can it still be flawless? Wu Xian thought that his whole life would be unbearable, but he encountered a light cold without realizing it.

Back then, Qing Han didn't know it was because of his youth, his head didn't feel that big, instead he was a little handsome.

Maybe it was destined, this Qinghan just glanced at Yu Wuxia, and couldn't help falling in love with her.

At that time, Qinghan was still a poor boy. Although he had great talents, he was not useful. He was beaten out by the old bustard several times. But this person is born with a stubbornness, that is, he doesn't give up, and he comes to harass him every day.

How can the people in the twelve pavilions be easy to provoke? No, they were beaten to death again. Yu Wuxia also knew this man's persistence, and couldn't bear to see him die in such a lowly place as Goulan, so he wrote a letter to persuade him to go back.

But this Qinghan was so deadly at the Twelve Pavilion that most of the people knew him later, and they greeted him when they saw him, made fun of him, discussed and discussed knowledge, etc. The place where Qinghan first became famous was unexpectedly. Here, the audience can think of it

If it is said that there is no romance, how could this Yu Wuxia follow Qinghan later? It turned out that this Qinghan had a fate and got acquainted with the emperor who left the palace. When talking about this emperor, he whispered that if he were not an emperor, he would definitely be an artist.

Therefore, Qinghan and Qinghan have similar tastes, and later personally ordered the marriage. Fortunately, Bai Yu finally emerged from the quagmire and became a real Jade Wuxia. Afterwards, the two lived in seclusion in the Yizhiqinghanhuazhai in this Yangfu, and lived a fairy-like life.

It is the people who sit at home, and the calamity comes from heaven.

Qinghan carefully painted a few good paintings, which he prepared to give to his wife as a birthday gift, and specially invited his friend Zheng Qian to write an inscription.

I thought to myself that although Zheng Qian was a little frustrated, he was talented, and his poetry and poetry were quite sub-key. At that time, if Zheng Qian wrote something like "Luo Shen Fu", it would be a good story, and the most important thing is that his wife can also be passed down through the ages.

Qinghan specially sent a servant to greet Zheng Qian at Zhulinkou. Why? Of course, to avoid those traps.

The two are old friends. Although Zheng Qian is older than Qinghan, he has always been a brother.

Huazhai is a piece of paper lightly cold

Qinghan's general Zheng Qianying will enter his second treasure - Huazhai, a piece of paper Qinghan. He asked Zheng Qian with a smile, "Brother, do you see how is this place, brother?"

Zheng Qian was not polite to Qing Han, he first ordered the servant to put down the pen and paper he brought, then found a seat at will, looked at Qing Han's painting studio, and said with a smile, "This must be your big treasure who has no time to clean it up. Yes, there really is her, much better than before."

Qing Han smiled proudly: "This is natural, her birthday is coming soon, I thought that the gift I bought was not from my own hands after all, it's not good, I don't have any other advantages, I will draw a few Pen, no, I happened to draw two pictures, and I asked my brother to mention the words?"

Zheng Qian smiled and said, "It's nothing to write, but you have to write the poem first, so I can write it."

Qing Han shook his hand and smiled thoughtfully: "As the saying goes, you can do whatever you want with your hands, you still have to make poems and write them well."

Zheng Qian pointed at Qinghan and waved his hand with a smile: "You're a piece of cake, you're clearly lying to me to write poems, and the little poems are complete."

Qing Han's trick was seen through, and he was not ashamed. He raised his face and folded his fists with a smile: "I am affected, I am affected."

Zheng Qian waved his sleeves, laughed with pride, and said, "Bring the painting!"

Qing Han clapped his hands, and a servant spread the two paintings on the big table by mistake. Zheng Qian and Qing Han came forward to watch the painting together.

One is "Farmhouse Leisure", the other is "Splashing Ink Landscape", the meaning behind these two paintings is self-evident. Zheng Qian secretly said: You stinky boy, this old man has come all the way from the Han River, and you will let the old man do favors for you.

Seeing a sly look suddenly appear on Zheng Qian's face, Qing Han groaned in his heart, and secretly said, "This old boy is afraid of what's going to happen again!" I have to be on guard.

Just listening to Zheng Qian clasped his fists and smiled: "I said, my brother, but it really belongs to you. The two paintings are both fine works. It's really hard to tell the difference. I'm afraid that if I put this old man's poems on it, it will ruin this wonderful thing!"

Qing Han waved his hand and said with a smile: "Brother is modest, don't be like this, just please!"

I saw Zheng Qian instructing the servant Zheng Honghong to prepare his own household, carefully selected a pen, dipped it in ink, but put the pen shaft against his chin, making a gesture of contemplation.

Qing Han didn't dare to disturb him, and just stood aside and looked at him. Zheng Qian suddenly shrugged his nose, squinted his eyes coldly, and hummed: "You can't write it out, old man, go and make a cup of tea. This old man knows that the water you make tea here is dew from bamboo leaves, so hurry up. of."

After Qing Han heard about it, he hurriedly went out to make tea for Zheng Qian with a smile. When I came back, I saw that Zheng Qian had already written it, and he was happily holding a pen and admiring it.

Qing Han smiled and said, "So fast. Let me see."

It doesn't matter if you look at it, it makes Qinghan angry. The two paintings are written in a few dozen characters, but they are wonderful, but since they are wonderful, what is the light coldness

It turned out that the first picture of "Farming Fun" Zheng Qian wrote: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, three ducks and four chickens. If you want to ask me how to eat it, it is better to cook it than to bake it!

What a good Zheng Qian, people have worked so hard to draw pictures for many days, so you will write this for them

The first picture is already like this, but I don’t think the second picture, “Landscape with Splashing Ink”, is even more irritating. There are only six words: the mountains are black, the water is black, and the people are black.

Haha, the judges must have thought that Qing Han's face has turned black.

Zheng Qian saw Qinghan's hand holding the teacup trembling slightly, obviously in extreme anger, he couldn't help looking up and laughing. The tea inside was splashed on Zheng Qian's face, killing Zheng Qian by surprise!

"Ah!" Zheng Qian was scalded by the hot tea and let out a howl like a pig.

Qing Han felt uneasy, tore the two paintings to shreds, threw them on Zheng Qian, and scolded, "Old boy, you bastard!"

Zheng Qian still covered his face and screamed in pain. When Qing Han saw this, he felt that he had gone a bit too far, and was about to apologize, but Zheng Qian shouted loudly and kept coming straight to Qing Han's face. Zheng Qian made a big move!

what! This Zheng Qian is worthy of being a calligrapher, he can still see the brushwork when he gives this stroke on Qinghan's face!

Qinghan shouted angrily, Zheng Qian jumped back flexibly, and laughed at Qinghan.

Qing Han said angrily, "Old boy, what do you mean?"

Zheng Qian also said angrily, "I was about to ask you what this stinky cake means! I wrote to you well, why did you suddenly hurt someone?"

When Qing Han heard that Zheng Qian was actually the wicked person to sue first, he scolded, "Fuck you, you wrote a fart to Lao Tzu!"

When Zheng Qian heard this, he also scolded: "I wrote a fart for you? Wrong, did you listen to what your master said is still human?" Is it bullshit? Ah? You talk about it, Honghong, you talk too."

This Qinghan went out to make tea, but I didn't see it, but Qinghan's servant was wrong, but Zheng Honghong, Zheng Qian's servant, saw it clearly, where is such a good word, it was obviously after Zheng Qian saw Qinghan tearing the painting to shreds Sophistry, but these two masters are not vegetarians, or not saying a word is the best policy.

At this time, Qing Han was half-dead with anger. He squatted down and tried to piece together the evidence, but his hands were so fast that he tore it apart so that even the person who painted his picture couldn't recognize it.

Qing Han stood up and scolded: "You old brat is too shameless, your mother has lived on a dog for so many years!"

Zheng Qian was the most 'reasonable' to not let anyone, and when he heard Qinghan scolding him, he also scolded back: "You fucking pig!"

At this time, Wu Time, who had been out all the time, heard the noise coming in. Seeing that the pair of living treasures looked like black-eyed chickens, he smiled and said, "What are you doing, don't make any noise if you can."

This sentence reminded Zheng Qian and Qing Han, they both looked at each other at the same time, drank, you grab my face, I grab your beard, and it's not fun.

This made the person who had no time to look at the smile almost bent over, and finally laughed and said that he couldn't breathe, and then said: "Okay, don't fight, fight again, I won't give anyone my good wine."

Such a flawless jade, he separated the two black-eyed chickens in a single sentence.

I saw that Zheng Qian's hair was messed up, and he didn't know how much the beard had been torn off by Qing Han. He touched his face and hummed, "This is for Wufu's face."

Qing Han's appearance was even worse, with blood stains all over his face. Seeing his wife beside him, he was so aggrieved that he wanted to cry, and sighed, "Tomorrow is your birthday, and it's definitely too late to paint a finer product. It's all his fault, hey, that's not right. ,Blame me!"

Wu Hao looked at Qing Han's kindness to her, still the same as it was more than 20 years ago, she was also moved, and said with a smile: "You let me watch such a good show, I laughed heartily, that's fine. "

Hearing Wu Xia's words, Qing Han changed his unhappy expression just now, and immediately raised his eyebrows.

At this time, Zheng Qianchong had no time to give a thumbs up and praised: "You still have the ability, but you can knead this dead dough into a dough cake."

After hearing this, Qing Han looked at Zheng Qian from head to toe, then spit on the ground, and hummed, "I have changed my name from now on, my surname is Bai, I will embarrass you to death."

When Wu Time heard her husband's words, she smiled happily again, hugged her husband's round face, and kissed her fiercely.

Here's an extra chapter of the light-hearted story, hoping to make the audience laugh, and the next chapter will return to the main text, or the same sentence: predict what will happen next, please listen to the next breakdown!