Of the eleven or two paintings collected by Shopkeeper Fang, only half of them were praised by Thirteenth Mother. Because of this, the old man was so angry that his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
Hua Zhuo looked up at the thousand-year-old peach tree and sighed: "You don't worship the true God in the temple, but you come to worship this ignorant peach tree. You..."
Qiqiao was startled and was about to stop him, but Hua Zhuo had already raised his hand to bow to the little Taoist boy. She couldn't stop him and couldn't help but stamp her feet and said: "Miss, you have been deceived. He is tricking you."
"Also, this banner of "Spring Breeze with Peach Plums" and the five-character poem by the shopkeeper Fang hanging on the wall. These four pieces were packed in a brocade box and sent to the old house."
Hua Zhuo looked at him, suddenly feeling interested in his heart, and said: "The Taoist priest in the temple doesn't like to see people. If you let our master and servant in, won't you be punished?"
Hua Zhuo was secretly amused, but he saw that Shopkeeper Fang was not without eyesight, but that he preferred paintings by famous talents or painters, and did not care about the impact of these people's future prospects. Sanniang is a woman, delicate and humane, and has some skills in calligraphy and painting. It is indeed a bit unfair to let her be a waiter in Chaoyan Hall. It would be more appropriate to let her come to Mingchuangzhai as a deputy to shopkeeper Fang, but Judging from the glaring look on Shopkeeper Fang's face, I'm afraid he won't accept Thirteenth Niang.
As he spoke, he dwarfed and disappeared from the wall. After a while, the closed door was opened from the inside. The four corners of the wooden door were covered with copper and creaked with age.
Hua Zhuo was secretly amused, but he saw that Shopkeeper Fang was not without eyesight, but that he preferred paintings by famous talents or painters, and did not care about the impact of these people's future prospects. Sanniang is a woman, delicate and humane, and has some skills in calligraphy and painting. It is indeed a bit unfair to let her be a waiter in Chaoyan Hall. It would be more appropriate to let her come to Mingchuangzhai as a deputy to shopkeeper Fang, but Judging from the glaring look on Shopkeeper Fang's face, I'm afraid he won't accept Thirteenth Niang.
The little Taoist boy curled his lips and said, "I'm afraid he will do something serious. Master is in deep trance right now. He won't even wake up even if there is a thunderstorm. Not to mention that he just lets you go in to worship the true God. Even if he beats gongs and drums, he doesn't know."
Qiqiao blushed and said: "Miss, this kind of thing exists whether you believe it or not. It's just a matter of worshiping. Then the Taoist priest in Guanzhong never sees anyone. Even if there is a true god, we can't worship it." .”
Hua Zhuo had already expected that she would ask this question. How could a woman who loved calligraphy and writing so much hold back her curiosity? However, she wanted to whet Thirteenth Niang's appetite, so she did not speak outright, but simply said: "Qi It’s a coincidence, you tell me.”
Thirteenth Niang took the broken silver, bowed to Hua Zhuo, and then went directly.
The little Taoist boy curled his lips and said, "I'm afraid he will do something serious. Master is in deep trance right now. He won't even wake up even if there is a thunderstorm. Not to mention that he just lets you go in to worship the true God. Even if he beats gongs and drums, he doesn't know."
"Shopkeeper Fang, I think these two paintings are quite good."
Hua Zhuo looked up at the thousand-year-old peach tree and sighed: "You don't worship the true God in the temple, but you come to worship this ignorant peach tree. You..."
"Shopkeeper Fang, I think these two paintings are quite good."
Hua Zhuo had already expected that she would ask this question. How could a woman who loved calligraphy and writing so much hold back her curiosity? However, she wanted to whet Thirteenth Niang's appetite, so she did not speak outright, but simply said: "Qi It’s a coincidence, you tell me.”
From Shopkeeper Fang’s treasure collection, she only picked two paintings, one is the painting of Water Moon Guanyin, which is said to be a self-portrait of an enlightened bhikshuni, and the other is the painting of increasing longevity and blessings, which is not written by a famous artist, but its painting skills are quite superb. , if the painter was not famous, this painting would be called a masterpiece.
Hua Zhuo looked up at the thousand-year-old peach tree and sighed: "You don't worship the true God in the temple, but you come to worship this ignorant peach tree. You..."
Hua Zhuo had already expected that she would ask this question. How could a woman who loved calligraphy and writing so much hold back her curiosity? However, she wanted to whet Thirteenth Niang's appetite, so she did not speak outright, but simply said: "Qi It’s a coincidence, you tell me.”
As he spoke, he dwarfed and disappeared from the wall. After a while, the closed door was opened from the inside. The four corners of the wooden door were covered with copper and creaked with age.
The Thirteenth Niang suddenly felt enlightened. These words really made sense, but she became even more ashamed. Even a maid had such attainments. It was conceivable that she had learned so much. Today, she seemed to be really... The class has done something wrong.
"Also, this banner of "Spring Breeze with Peach Plums" and the five-character poem by the shopkeeper Fang hanging on the wall. These four pieces were packed in a brocade box and sent to the old house."
Third, Mao Ye. Ancient trees are very old. Most of those that are more than a hundred years old have few branches and leaves. However, this tree has luxuriant branches and leaves, and is thriving. Its branches are strong and strong, and its leaves are green and lovely. Although there are no flowers or fruits, it is still there. I want to see a scene as bright as clouds and fruitful.
A voice suddenly came out from the side, which startled both the master and the servant. When they turned around, they saw a dirty little Taoist boy hanging on the wall of the Taoist temple. Only half of his body was exposed, and his hair was disheveled. It was casually tied into a bun and fixed with a peach branch. The two eyes were very flexible, spinning around Hua Zhuo and Qiqiao's bodies.
Thirteenth Niang was startled for a moment, and then she realized that the young lady was not someone who didn't know how to calligraphy and painting. She looked a little ashamed and said, "I'm the one who's showing off my ugliness. Miss Qiqiao, please give me some more advice on this." Although the five-character painting has some character, the handwriting is really ugly, and it is difficult to say it is a good calligraphy."
"Also, this banner of "Spring Breeze with Peach Plums" and the five-character poem by the shopkeeper Fang hanging on the wall. These four pieces were packed in a brocade box and sent to the old house."
Second, it is strong. An ordinary peach tree can be surrounded by a full circle, which is already a sacred horse. However, ten people have to open their arms to surround this tree. It is still three feet long and cannot be surrounded. The roots are twisted and twisted, and the ones exposed on the ground are like black dragons and dragons. Like an eagle's claws, it makes people look at it with fear.
The Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, and the autumn cold is gradually coming. However, the land in the south of the Yangtze River is warm and humid, even warmer than Huainan Prefecture. At this time, the peach blossoms are nowhere to be seen, but they are lush and lovely. There are also waves in the bamboo sea, and there is a unique scenery. This land on the north coast, It’s still a great place to visit in autumn.
Qiqiao wondered: "Isn't this tree the most effective in seeking fame? We are all women, so there is no need to seek it."
As he spoke, he dwarfed and disappeared from the wall. After a while, the closed door was opened from the inside. The four corners of the wooden door were covered with copper and creaked with age.
The first three calligraphy and paintings that Hua Zhuo picked were not surprising to Shopkeeper Fang and Thirteen Niang, because these three calligraphy and paintings were indeed the three best pieces in Shopkeeper Fang’s collection and the three most valuable pieces to collect, but the wall The five-character poem "Be born to be a great person" is just a general work by a tourist from afar. At that time, the tourist went to Jiuli River and ran out of money. He happened to see Mingchuangzhai and casually wrote a picture of a certain person. Shopkeeper Fang saw that the five words written by the strange woman were written in a general way, without even a signature, and were not worth a penny. However, he took pity on the tourists, so he accepted them for a drop of money and hung them on the wall for seven or eight years. Still not sold.
Ordinary peach trees are no more than one person tall, but this thousand-year-old peach tree is five or six feet tall. Behind the tree is the Taoist temple. The crown of the tree is tilted, almost including the entire Taoist temple under the crown, like a huge green crown. The umbrella covers the top of the Taoist temple.
As he spoke, he dwarfed and disappeared from the wall. After a while, the closed door was opened from the inside. The four corners of the wooden door were covered with copper and creaked with age.
Thirteenth Niang took the broken silver, bowed to Hua Zhuo, and then went directly.
Thirteenth Niang took the broken silver, bowed to Hua Zhuo, and then went directly.
"Miss, this calligraphy is not worthy of elegance." Shopkeeper Fang was afraid that the lady would really use this calligraphy as a gift, so he quickly reminded her.
This was said to Hua Zhuo. Because Hua Zhuo had previously said that there was a true god in the temple, he liked it, so he had a good attitude towards Hua Zhuo and just called her sister.
Hua Zhuo smiled and said nothing. Qiqiao's guess was correct, but she had other ideas. Even if the calligraphy masters deliberately wrote ugly words, they would not be so general. Between the strokes, they would eventually The sharp edge is obvious, but this five-character painting has no edge at all. According to her guess, it was not the writer's intention, but the prototype of a new font. It's just that the person who wrote it didn't have it in mind yet, so he wrote it. Not only have the characters lost their original sharpness, but the fonts are loose and unstructured, but if you savor it carefully, there is a hint of unspeakable charm between each stroke.
Qiqiao wondered: "Isn't this tree the most effective in seeking fame? We are all women, so there is no need to seek it."
"Miss, this calligraphy is not worthy of elegance." Shopkeeper Fang was afraid that the lady would really use this calligraphy as a gift, so he quickly reminded her.
Thirteenth Niang silently led the way, and when she was bypassing Guixi Academy, she finally couldn't hold it back and asked, "Miss, do you really want to keep that Five Characters painting?"
From Shopkeeper Fang’s treasure collection, she only picked two paintings, one is the painting of Water Moon Guanyin, which is said to be a self-portrait of an enlightened bhikshuni, and the other is the painting of increasing longevity and blessings, which is not written by a famous artist, but its painting skills are quite superb. , if the painter was not famous, this painting would be called a masterpiece.
Qiqiao wondered: "Isn't this tree the most effective in seeking fame? We are all women, so there is no need to seek it."
Qiqiao Fushang praised: "You have seen the benefits of this word. Why do you say that you really can't see the benefits? What matters is the word 'generous'."
Qiqiao's heart skipped a beat after hearing this. He immediately touched the sachet at his waist, took out a piece of broken silver and handed it over, saying, "After walking such a long way, the lady and I will rest here. You can go and buy it." The fragrance comes."
"Shopkeeper Fang, don't worry. I won't give you this calligraphy as a gift. I just keep it if you like it." Hua Zhuo said with a smile.
Thirteenth Niang was startled for a moment, and then she realized that the young lady was not someone who didn't know how to calligraphy and painting. She looked a little ashamed and said, "I'm the one who's showing off my ugliness. Miss Qiqiao, please give me some more advice on this." Although the five-character painting has some character, the handwriting is really ugly, and it is difficult to say it is a good calligraphy."
Qiqiao Fushang praised: "You have seen the benefits of this word. Why do you say that you really can't see the benefits? What matters is the word 'generous'."
"Thirteenth Mother, have you ever looked carefully at that five-character painting?" she asked.
Hua Zhuo had already expected that she would ask this question. How could a woman who loved calligraphy and writing so much hold back her curiosity? However, she wanted to whet Thirteenth Niang's appetite, so she did not speak outright, but simply said: "Qi It’s a coincidence, you tell me.”
Hua Zhuo smiled and said: "Okay."
"Shopkeeper Fang, you're busy, I'll leave first."
The little Taoist boy curled his lips and said, "I'm afraid he will do something serious. Master is in deep trance right now. He won't even wake up even if there is a thunderstorm. Not to mention that he just lets you go in to worship the true God. Even if he beats gongs and drums, he doesn't know."
Well, what others looked down upon caught the eye of the lady. Shopkeeper Fang had nothing to say, so he had to put these four calligraphy and paintings in brocade boxes.
A voice suddenly came out from the side, which startled both the master and the servant. When they turned around, they saw a dirty little Taoist boy hanging on the wall of the Taoist temple. Only half of his body was exposed, and his hair was disheveled. It was casually tied into a bun and fixed with a peach branch. The two eyes were very flexible, spinning around Hua Zhuo and Qiqiao's bodies.
"Shopkeeper Fang, you're busy, I'll leave first."
"Shopkeeper Fang, you're busy, I'll leave first."
Hua Zhuo was secretly amused, but he saw that Shopkeeper Fang was not without eyesight, but that he preferred paintings by famous talents or painters, and did not care about the impact of these people's future prospects. Sanniang is a woman, delicate and humane, and has some skills in calligraphy and painting. It is indeed a bit unfair to let her be a waiter in Chaoyan Hall. It would be more appropriate to let her come to Mingchuangzhai as a deputy to shopkeeper Fang, but Judging from the glaring look on Shopkeeper Fang's face, I'm afraid he won't accept Thirteenth Niang.
Hua Zhuo was secretly amused, but he saw that Shopkeeper Fang was not without eyesight, but that he preferred paintings by famous talents or painters, and did not care about the impact of these people's future prospects. Sanniang is a woman, delicate and humane, and has some skills in calligraphy and painting. It is indeed a bit unfair to let her be a waiter in Chaoyan Hall. It would be more appropriate to let her come to Mingchuangzhai as a deputy to shopkeeper Fang, but Judging from the glaring look on Shopkeeper Fang's face, I'm afraid he won't accept Thirteenth Niang.
Qiqiao Fushang praised: "You have seen the benefits of this word. Why do you say that you really can't see the benefits? What matters is the word 'generous'."
The Thirteenth Niang suddenly felt enlightened. These words really made sense, but she became even more ashamed. Even a maid had such attainments. It was conceivable that she had learned so much. Today, she seemed to be really... The class has done something wrong.
From Shopkeeper Fang’s treasure collection, she only picked two paintings, one is the painting of Water Moon Guanyin, which is said to be a self-portrait of an enlightened bhikshuni, and the other is the painting of increasing longevity and blessings, which is not written by a famous artist, but its painting skills are quite superb. , if the painter was not famous, this painting would be called a masterpiece.
Hua Zhuo had already expected that she would ask this question. How could a woman who loved calligraphy and writing so much hold back her curiosity? However, she wanted to whet Thirteenth Niang's appetite, so she did not speak outright, but simply said: "Qi It’s a coincidence, you tell me.”
Second, it is strong. An ordinary peach tree can be surrounded by a full circle, which is already a sacred horse. However, ten people have to open their arms to surround this tree. It is still three feet long and cannot be surrounded. The roots are twisted and twisted, and the ones exposed on the ground are like black dragons and dragons. Like an eagle's claws, it makes people look at it with fear.
Third, Mao Ye. Ancient trees are very old. Most of those that are more than a hundred years old have few branches and leaves. However, this tree has luxuriant branches and leaves, and is thriving. Its branches are strong and strong, and its leaves are green and lovely. Although there are no flowers or fruits, it is still there. I want to see a scene as bright as clouds and fruitful.
Hua Zhuo didn't stay in Mingchuangzhai for long. After picking up the calligraphy and paintings, he walked out and said to Thirteenth Niang with a smile: "Where is the thousand-year-old peach tree? Please show me."
A voice suddenly came out from the side, which startled both the master and the servant. When they turned around, they saw a dirty little Taoist boy hanging on the wall of the Taoist temple. Only half of his body was exposed, and his hair was disheveled. It was casually tied into a bun and fixed with a peach branch. The two eyes were very flexible, spinning around Hua Zhuo and Qiqiao's bodies.
Of the eleven or two paintings collected by Shopkeeper Fang, only half of them were praised by Thirteenth Mother. Because of this, the old man was so angry that his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
Thirteenth Niang silently led the way, and when she was bypassing Guixi Academy, she finally couldn't hold it back and asked, "Miss, do you really want to keep that Five Characters painting?"
"Thirteenth Mother, have you ever looked carefully at that five-character painting?" she asked.
She was embarrassed to say that she was really afraid that her marriage would be taken away, so she simply used the excuse that the Taoist priest was missing.
Hua Zhuo had already expected that she would ask this question. How could a woman who loved calligraphy and writing so much hold back her curiosity? However, she wanted to whet Thirteenth Niang's appetite, so she did not speak outright, but simply said: "Qi It’s a coincidence, you tell me.”
Hua Zhuo looked at him, suddenly feeling interested in his heart, and said: "The Taoist priest in the temple doesn't like to see people. If you let our master and servant in, won't you be punished?"
"Miss, go down this path and you'll find the incense shop. Let's buy some incense and candles and offer them to the peach god," Thirteenth Niang said.
From Shopkeeper Fang’s treasure collection, she only picked two paintings, one is the painting of Water Moon Guanyin, which is said to be a self-portrait of an enlightened bhikshuni, and the other is the painting of increasing longevity and blessings, which is not written by a famous artist, but its painting skills are quite superb. , if the painter was not famous, this painting would be called a masterpiece.
Qiqiao laughed. Just now Thirteenth Mother showed her hand in Mingchuangzhai, and now it was finally her turn.
Qiqiao's heart skipped a beat after hearing this. He immediately touched the sachet at his waist, took out a piece of broken silver and handed it over, saying, "After walking such a long way, the lady and I will rest here. You can go and buy it." The fragrance comes."
The little Taoist boy curled his lips and said, "I'm afraid he will do something serious. Master is in deep trance right now. He won't even wake up even if there is a thunderstorm. Not to mention that he just lets you go in to worship the true God. Even if he beats gongs and drums, he doesn't know."
A voice suddenly came out from the side, which startled both the master and the servant. When they turned around, they saw a dirty little Taoist boy hanging on the wall of the Taoist temple. Only half of his body was exposed, and his hair was disheveled. It was casually tied into a bun and fixed with a peach branch. The two eyes were very flexible, spinning around Hua Zhuo and Qiqiao's bodies.
Hua Zhuo was secretly amused, but he saw that Shopkeeper Fang was not without eyesight, but that he preferred paintings by famous talents or painters, and did not care about the impact of these people's future prospects. Sanniang is a woman, delicate and humane, and has some skills in calligraphy and painting. It is indeed a bit unfair to let her be a waiter in Chaoyan Hall. It would be more appropriate to let her come to Mingchuangzhai as a deputy to shopkeeper Fang, but Judging from the glaring look on Shopkeeper Fang's face, I'm afraid he won't accept Thirteenth Niang.
Ordinary peach trees are no more than one person tall, but this thousand-year-old peach tree is five or six feet tall. Behind the tree is the Taoist temple. The crown of the tree is tilted, almost including the entire Taoist temple under the crown, like a huge green crown. The umbrella covers the top of the Taoist temple.
"Thirteenth Mother, have you ever looked carefully at that five-character painting?" she asked.
"Shopkeeper Fang, you're busy, I'll leave first."
Qiqiao laughed. Just now Thirteenth Mother showed her hand in Mingchuangzhai, and now it was finally her turn.
She was embarrassed to say that she was really afraid that her marriage would be taken away, so she simply used the excuse that the Taoist priest was missing.
Thirteenth Niang smiled and said: "Miss Qiqiao, it doesn't matter what he asks for, our customs here are like this, there is no reason why you should not worship the temple. If you don't worship it, be careful it will upset it and rob you of a good marriage. "
Qiqiao blushed and said: "Miss, this kind of thing exists whether you believe it or not. It's just a matter of worshiping. Then the Taoist priest in Guanzhong never sees anyone. Even if there is a true god, we can't worship it." .”
Thirteenth Niang nodded and said: "I have been to Mingchuangzhai several times, and I have indeed looked at this five-character painting carefully, but it is really not good at all. The font is loose, as if it is like a snake crawling, the brushstrokes are soft and weak, and there are no muscles and bones. If There is something worth mentioning, that is, the whole article has a sense of grandeur, which is very consistent with the meaning of this five-character poem. It must be for this reason that shopkeeper Fang hung this painting on the wall without removing it. Down."
Qiqiao Fushang praised: "You have seen the benefits of this word. Why do you say that you really can't see the benefits? What matters is the word 'generous'."
This was said to Hua Zhuo. Because Hua Zhuo had previously said that there was a true god in the temple, he liked it, so he had a good attitude towards Hua Zhuo and just called her sister.
Thirteen Niang thought for a moment, but still couldn't figure it out, so she asked again: "What does Miss Qiqiao mean by this?"
Ordinary peach trees are no more than one person tall, but this thousand-year-old peach tree is five or six feet tall. Behind the tree is the Taoist temple. The crown of the tree is tilted, almost including the entire Taoist temple under the crown, like a huge green crown. The umbrella covers the top of the Taoist temple.
Qiqiao Fushang praised: "You have seen the benefits of this word. Why do you say that you really can't see the benefits? What matters is the word 'generous'."
Qiqiao blushed and said: "Miss, this kind of thing exists whether you believe it or not. It's just a matter of worshiping. Then the Taoist priest in Guanzhong never sees anyone. Even if there is a true god, we can't worship it." .”
Third, Mao Ye. Ancient trees are very old. Most of those that are more than a hundred years old have few branches and leaves. However, this tree has luxuriant branches and leaves, and is thriving. Its branches are strong and strong, and its leaves are green and lovely. Although there are no flowers or fruits, it is still there. I want to see a scene as bright as clouds and fruitful.
Qiqiao's heart skipped a beat after hearing this. He immediately touched the sachet at his waist, took out a piece of broken silver and handed it over, saying, "After walking such a long way, the lady and I will rest here. You can go and buy it." The fragrance comes."
Qiqiao said: "I'm not going. Your Taoist temple is old and broken. It hasn't been repaired in I don't know how many years. What if it gets smashed inside?" She was annoyed by the little Taoist boy who asked her to go over and pay homage, so I say that on purpose.
Hua Zhuo looked at him, suddenly feeling interested in his heart, and said: "The Taoist priest in the temple doesn't like to see people. If you let our master and servant in, won't you be punished?"
Qiqiao hurriedly gave in, and then said: "I can only see so much. In theory, people who can integrate their character and character into the meaning of words must not be able to achieve this state. But if they were everyone, how could they write this?" There must be a reason for such ugly calligraphy. Maybe it was the person who was short of money and sold his calligraphy for money. He was afraid of spreading the word and making people laugh, so he deliberately made the calligraphy ugly. But after all, it was the style of everyone, so he could wear it. Muscles and bones can’t wear away that natural character.”
"Miss, go down this path and you'll find the incense shop. Let's buy some incense and candles and offer them to the peach god," Thirteenth Niang said.
Thirteen Niang thought for a moment, but still couldn't figure it out, so she asked again: "What does Miss Qiqiao mean by this?"
"Miss, go down this path and you'll find the incense shop. Let's buy some incense and candles and offer them to the peach god," Thirteenth Niang said.
Qiqiao Fushang praised: "You have seen the benefits of this word. Why do you say that you really can't see the benefits? What matters is the word 'generous'."
Thirteen Niang thought for a moment, but still couldn't figure it out, so she asked again: "What does Miss Qiqiao mean by this?"
Qiqiao Fushang praised: "You have seen the benefits of this word. Why do you say that you really can't see the benefits? What matters is the word 'generous'."
Qiqiao said: "I'm not going. Your Taoist temple is old and broken. It hasn't been repaired in I don't know how many years. What if it gets smashed inside?" She was annoyed by the little Taoist boy who asked her to go over and pay homage, so I say that on purpose.
Thirteenth Niang was startled for a moment, and then she realized that the young lady was not someone who didn't know how to calligraphy and painting. She looked a little ashamed and said, "I'm the one who's showing off my ugliness. Miss Qiqiao, please give me some more advice on this." Although the five-character painting has some character, the handwriting is really ugly, and it is difficult to say it is a good calligraphy."
Qiqiao said: "I'm not going. Your Taoist temple is old and broken. It hasn't been repaired in I don't know how many years. What if it gets smashed inside?" She was annoyed by the little Taoist boy who asked her to go over and pay homage, so I say that on purpose.
Qiqiao said with a smile: "Miss, I have practiced calligraphy. I have been with you, and I have also heard a few teachings. It is said that writing is easy, but writing good calligraphy is difficult. What is good calligraphy? One is the front, the other is the tendons. The most important thing is character, and being able to integrate character into the meaning of a word is even more rare."
Hua Zhuo was secretly amused, but he saw that Shopkeeper Fang was not without eyesight, but that he preferred paintings by famous talents or painters, and did not care about the impact of these people's future prospects. Sanniang is a woman, delicate and humane, and has some skills in calligraphy and painting. It is indeed a bit unfair to let her be a waiter in Chaoyan Hall. It would be more appropriate to let her come to Mingchuangzhai as a deputy to shopkeeper Fang, but Judging from the glaring look on Shopkeeper Fang's face, I'm afraid he won't accept Thirteenth Niang.
Xiaodao was full of childishness and said: "Who is tricking me? Little sister, please wait for me."
Thirteenth Niang was startled for a moment, and then she realized that the young lady was not someone who didn't know how to calligraphy and painting. She looked a little ashamed and said, "I'm the one who's showing off my ugliness. Miss Qiqiao, please give me some more advice on this." Although the five-character painting has some character, the handwriting is really ugly, and it is difficult to say it is a good calligraphy."
The little Taoist boy curled his lips and said, "I'm afraid he will do something serious. Master is in deep trance right now. He won't even wake up even if there is a thunderstorm. Not to mention that he just lets you go in to worship the true God. Even if he beats gongs and drums, he doesn't know."
Hua Zhuo didn't stay in Mingchuangzhai for long. After picking up the calligraphy and paintings, he walked out and said to Thirteenth Niang with a smile: "Where is the thousand-year-old peach tree? Please show me."
Hua Zhuo smiled and said: "Okay."
Thirteen Niang thought for a moment, but still couldn't figure it out, so she asked again: "What does Miss Qiqiao mean by this?"
Qiqiao hurriedly gave in, and then said: "I can only see so much. In theory, people who can integrate their character and character into the meaning of words must not be able to achieve this state. But if they were everyone, how could they write this?" There must be a reason for such ugly calligraphy. Maybe it was the person who was short of money and sold his calligraphy for money. He was afraid of spreading the word and making people laugh, so he deliberately made the calligraphy ugly. But after all, it was the style of everyone, so he could wear it. Muscles and bones can’t wear away that natural character.”
The little Taoist boy sneered and said, "Just say that you are blind to gold and jade. Hey, that young lady next to you, can you come in? If you want to come in, just bow to me."
One is high.
The thousand-year-old peach tree is said to have a spirit, so it naturally has its own miraculous qualities.
The Thirteenth Niang suddenly felt enlightened. These words really made sense, but she became even more ashamed. Even a maid had such attainments. It was conceivable that she had learned so much. Today, she seemed to be really... The class has done something wrong.
Since she has seen Master Kuyue's ability, she naturally knows that there are masters in this world, but this peach tree has no chance of truly becoming a spirit. On the contrary, the Taoist priest in the Taoist temple next to it has a weird temper. His true ability is also unknown.
The first three calligraphy and paintings that Hua Zhuo picked were not surprising to Shopkeeper Fang and Thirteen Niang, because these three calligraphy and paintings were indeed the three best pieces in Shopkeeper Fang’s collection and the three most valuable pieces to collect, but the wall The five-character poem "Be born to be a great person" is just a general work by a tourist from afar. At that time, the tourist went to Jiuli River and ran out of money. He happened to see Mingchuangzhai and casually wrote a picture of a certain person. Shopkeeper Fang saw that the five words written by the strange woman were written in a general way, without even a signature, and were not worth a penny. However, he took pity on the tourists, so he accepted them for a drop of money and hung them on the wall for seven or eight years. Still not sold.
Hua Zhuo smiled and said: "Okay."
Hua Zhuo smiled and said nothing. Qiqiao's guess was correct, but she had other ideas. Even if the calligraphy masters deliberately wrote ugly words, they would not be so general. Between the strokes, they would eventually The sharp edge is obvious, but this five-character painting has no edge at all. According to her guess, it was not the writer's intention, but the prototype of a new font. It's just that the person who wrote it didn't have it in mind yet, so he wrote it. Not only have the characters lost their original sharpness, but the fonts are loose and unstructured, but if you savor it carefully, there is a hint of unspeakable charm between each stroke.
Second, it is strong. An ordinary peach tree can be surrounded by a full circle, which is already a sacred horse. However, ten people have to open their arms to surround this tree. It is still three feet long and cannot be surrounded. The roots are twisted and twisted, and the ones exposed on the ground are like black dragons and dragons. Like an eagle's claws, it makes people look at it with fear.
However, after all, Hua Zhuo had only been immersed in calligraphy for a short period of time. Although he saw some clues, he did not dare to rely on them, so he accepted the calligraphy and did not express his thoughts directly. He just wanted to send it back to his teacher Du Ruhui. After tasting it again, if it is really what she thought, then she has found a treasure.
However, after all, Hua Zhuo had only been immersed in calligraphy for a short period of time. Although he saw some clues, he did not dare to rely on them, so he accepted the calligraphy and did not express his thoughts directly. He just wanted to send it back to his teacher Du Ruhui. After tasting it again, if it is really what she thought, then she has found a treasure.
"Shopkeeper Fang, don't worry. I won't give you this calligraphy as a gift. I just keep it if you like it." Hua Zhuo said with a smile.
Hua Zhuo looked up at the thousand-year-old peach tree and sighed: "You don't worship the true God in the temple, but you come to worship this ignorant peach tree. You..."
Thirteenth Niang silently led the way, and when she was bypassing Guixi Academy, she finally couldn't hold it back and asked, "Miss, do you really want to keep that Five Characters painting?"
Hua Zhuo didn't stay in Mingchuangzhai for long. After picking up the calligraphy and paintings, he walked out and said to Thirteenth Niang with a smile: "Where is the thousand-year-old peach tree? Please show me."
The Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, and the autumn cold is gradually coming. However, the land in the south of the Yangtze River is warm and humid, even warmer than Huainan Prefecture. At this time, the peach blossoms are nowhere to be seen, but they are lush and lovely. There are also waves in the bamboo sea, and there is a unique scenery. This land on the north coast, It’s still a great place to visit in autumn.
Second, it is strong. An ordinary peach tree can be surrounded by a full circle, which is already a sacred horse. However, ten people have to open their arms to surround this tree. It is still three feet long and cannot be surrounded. The roots are twisted and twisted, and the ones exposed on the ground are like black dragons and dragons. Like an eagle's claws, it makes people look at it with fear.
Hua Zhuo looked up at the thousand-year-old peach tree and sighed: "You don't worship the true God in the temple, but you come to worship this ignorant peach tree. You..."
The thousand-year-old peach tree is said to have a spirit, so it naturally has its own miraculous qualities.
Thirteenth Niang took the broken silver, bowed to Hua Zhuo, and then went directly.
Thirteenth Niang took the broken silver, bowed to Hua Zhuo, and then went directly.
The first three calligraphy and paintings that Hua Zhuo picked were not surprising to Shopkeeper Fang and Thirteen Niang, because these three calligraphy and paintings were indeed the three best pieces in Shopkeeper Fang’s collection and the three most valuable pieces to collect, but the wall The five-character poem "Be born to be a great person" is just a general work by a tourist from afar. At that time, the tourist went to Jiuli River and ran out of money. He happened to see Mingchuangzhai and casually wrote a picture of a certain person. Shopkeeper Fang saw that the five words written by the strange woman were written in a general way, without even a signature, and were not worth a penny. However, he took pity on the tourists, so he accepted them for a drop of money and hung them on the wall for seven or eight years. Still not sold.
Hua Zhuo smiled and said nothing. Qiqiao's guess was correct, but she had other ideas. Even if the calligraphy masters deliberately wrote ugly words, they would not be so general. Between the strokes, they would eventually The sharp edge is obvious, but this five-character painting has no edge at all. According to her guess, it was not the writer's intention, but the prototype of a new font. It's just that the person who wrote it didn't have it in mind yet, so he wrote it. Not only have the characters lost their original sharpness, but the fonts are loose and unstructured, but if you savor it carefully, there is a hint of unspeakable charm between each stroke.
Thirteenth Niang took the broken silver, bowed to Hua Zhuo, and then went directly.
The Thirteenth Niang suddenly felt enlightened. These words really made sense, but she became even more ashamed. Even a maid had such attainments. It was conceivable that she had learned so much. Today, she seemed to be really... The class has done something wrong.
Hua Zhuo looked up at the thousand-year-old peach tree and sighed: "You don't worship the true God in the temple, but you come to worship this ignorant peach tree. You..."
One is high.
"Miss, this calligraphy is not worthy of elegance." Shopkeeper Fang was afraid that the lady would really use this calligraphy as a gift, so he quickly reminded her.
Qiqiao laughed. Just now Thirteenth Mother showed her hand in Mingchuangzhai, and now it was finally her turn.
Qiqiao Fushang praised: "You have seen the benefits of this word. Why do you say that you really can't see the benefits? What matters is the word 'generous'."
Thirteenth Niang took the broken silver, bowed to Hua Zhuo, and then went directly.
Ordinary peach trees are no more than one person tall, but this thousand-year-old peach tree is five or six feet tall. Behind the tree is the Taoist temple. The crown of the tree is tilted, almost including the entire Taoist temple under the crown, like a huge green crown. The umbrella covers the top of the Taoist temple.
"Also, this banner of "Spring Breeze with Peach Plums" and the five-character poem by the shopkeeper Fang hanging on the wall. These four pieces were packed in a brocade box and sent to the old house."
Qiqiao said with a smile: "Miss, I have practiced calligraphy. I have been with you, and I have also heard a few teachings. It is said that writing is easy, but writing good calligraphy is difficult. What is good calligraphy? One is the front, the other is the tendons. The most important thing is character, and being able to integrate character into the meaning of a word is even more rare."
Well, what others looked down upon caught the eye of the lady. Shopkeeper Fang had nothing to say, so he had to put these four calligraphy and paintings in brocade boxes.
Second, it is strong. An ordinary peach tree can be surrounded by a full circle, which is already a sacred horse. However, ten people have to open their arms to surround this tree. It is still three feet long and cannot be surrounded. The roots are twisted and twisted, and the ones exposed on the ground are like black dragons and dragons. Like an eagle's claws, it makes people look at it with fear.
Qiqiao said: "I'm not going. Your Taoist temple is old and broken. It hasn't been repaired in I don't know how many years. What if it gets smashed inside?" She was annoyed by the little Taoist boy who asked her to go over and pay homage, so I say that on purpose.
"The world does not respect the true God, but it is said that the true God is hard to see. This is really unreasonable. Little girl, come here, worship me, and I will let you enter the temple."
One is high.
One is high.
Hua Zhuo smiled and said nothing. Qiqiao's guess was correct, but she had other ideas. Even if the calligraphy masters deliberately wrote ugly words, they would not be so general. Between the strokes, they would eventually The sharp edge is obvious, but this five-character painting has no edge at all. According to her guess, it was not the writer's intention, but the prototype of a new font. It's just that the person who wrote it didn't have it in mind yet, so he wrote it. Not only have the characters lost their original sharpness, but the fonts are loose and unstructured, but if you savor it carefully, there is a hint of unspeakable charm between each stroke.
Third, Mao Ye. Ancient trees are very old. Most of those that are more than a hundred years old have few branches and leaves. However, this tree has luxuriant branches and leaves, and is thriving. Its branches are strong and strong, and its leaves are green and lovely. Although there are no flowers or fruits, it is still there. I want to see a scene as bright as clouds and fruitful.
"Miss, this calligraphy is not worthy of elegance." Shopkeeper Fang was afraid that the lady would really use this calligraphy as a gift, so he quickly reminded her.
"Shopkeeper Fang, don't worry. I won't give you this calligraphy as a gift. I just keep it if you like it." Hua Zhuo said with a smile.
Hua Zhuo looked at him, suddenly feeling interested in his heart, and said: "The Taoist priest in the temple doesn't like to see people. If you let our master and servant in, won't you be punished?"
The Thirteenth Niang suddenly felt enlightened. These words really made sense, but she became even more ashamed. Even a maid had such attainments. It was conceivable that she had learned so much. Today, she seemed to be really... The class has done something wrong.
"Shopkeeper Fang, you're busy, I'll leave first."
Qiqiao's heart skipped a beat after hearing this. He immediately touched the sachet at his waist, took out a piece of broken silver and handed it over, saying, "After walking such a long way, the lady and I will rest here. You can go and buy it." The fragrance comes."
There is no grass growing in the area of 100 meters below the tree. There are only incense altars with candle paper and incense ashes scattered all over them. It can be seen that the incense is always abundant. It is in sharp contrast with the deserted and mottled Taoist temple behind the tree, which is ridiculous.
Qiqiao Fushang praised: "You have seen the benefits of this word. Why do you say that you really can't see the benefits? What matters is the word 'generous'."
Qiqiao was startled and was about to stop him, but Hua Zhuo had already raised his hand to bow to the little Taoist boy. She couldn't stop him and couldn't help but stamp her feet and said: "Miss, you have been deceived. He is tricking you."
"The world does not respect the true God, but it is said that the true God is hard to see. This is really unreasonable. Little girl, come here, worship me, and I will let you enter the temple."
Thirteenth Niang silently led the way, and when she was bypassing Guixi Academy, she finally couldn't hold it back and asked, "Miss, do you really want to keep that Five Characters painting?"
Thirteen Niang thought for a moment, but still couldn't figure it out, so she asked again: "What does Miss Qiqiao mean by this?"
Qiqiao hurriedly gave in, and then said: "I can only see so much. In theory, people who can integrate their character and character into the meaning of words must not be able to achieve this state. But if they were everyone, how could they write this?" There must be a reason for such ugly calligraphy. Maybe it was the person who was short of money and sold his calligraphy for money. He was afraid of spreading the word and making people laugh, so he deliberately made the calligraphy ugly. But after all, it was the style of everyone, so he could wear it. Muscles and bones can’t wear away that natural character.”
Thirteenth Niang was startled for a moment, and then she realized that the young lady was not someone who didn't know how to calligraphy and painting. She looked a little ashamed and said, "I'm the one who's showing off my ugliness. Miss Qiqiao, please give me some more advice on this." Although the five-character painting has some character, the handwriting is really ugly, and it is difficult to say it is a good calligraphy."
Qiqiao said: "I'm not going. Your Taoist temple is old and broken. It hasn't been repaired in I don't know how many years. What if it gets smashed inside?" She was annoyed by the little Taoist boy who asked her to go over and pay homage, so I say that on purpose.
"Miss, go down this path and you'll find the incense shop. Let's buy some incense and candles and offer them to the peach god," Thirteenth Niang said.
Hua Zhuo was secretly amused, but he saw that Shopkeeper Fang was not without eyesight, but that he preferred paintings by famous talents or painters, and did not care about the impact of these people's future prospects. Sanniang is a woman, delicate and humane, and has some skills in calligraphy and painting. It is indeed a bit unfair to let her be a waiter in Chaoyan Hall. It would be more appropriate to let her come to Mingchuangzhai as a deputy to shopkeeper Fang, but Judging from the glaring look on Shopkeeper Fang's face, I'm afraid he won't accept Thirteenth Niang.
The little Taoist boy sneered and said, "Just say that you are blind to gold and jade. Hey, that young lady next to you, can you come in? If you want to come in, just bow to me."
Hua Zhuo looked at him, suddenly feeling interested in his heart, and said: "The Taoist priest in the temple doesn't like to see people. If you let our master and servant in, won't you be punished?"
However, after all, Hua Zhuo had only been immersed in calligraphy for a short period of time. Although he saw some clues, he did not dare to rely on them, so he accepted the calligraphy and did not express his thoughts directly. He just wanted to send it back to his teacher Du Ruhui. After tasting it again, if it is really what she thought, then she has found a treasure.
Qiqiao's heart skipped a beat after hearing this. He immediately touched the sachet at his waist, took out a piece of broken silver and handed it over, saying, "After walking such a long way, the lady and I will rest here. You can go and buy it." The fragrance comes."
As he spoke, he dwarfed and disappeared from the wall. After a while, the closed door was opened from the inside. The four corners of the wooden door were covered with copper and creaked with age.
A voice suddenly came out from the side, which startled both the master and the servant. When they turned around, they saw a dirty little Taoist boy hanging on the wall of the Taoist temple. Only half of his body was exposed, and his hair was disheveled. It was casually tied into a bun and fixed with a peach branch. The two eyes were very flexible, spinning around Hua Zhuo and Qiqiao's bodies.
"Shopkeeper Fang, you're busy, I'll leave first."
Qiqiao wondered: "Isn't this tree the most effective in seeking fame? We are all women, so there is no need to seek it."
"Miss, this calligraphy is not worthy of elegance." Shopkeeper Fang was afraid that the lady would really use this calligraphy as a gift, so he quickly reminded her.
The Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, and the autumn cold is gradually coming. However, the land in the south of the Yangtze River is warm and humid, even warmer than Huainan Prefecture. At this time, the peach blossoms are nowhere to be seen, but they are lush and lovely. There are also waves in the bamboo sea, and there is a unique scenery. This land on the north coast, It’s still a great place to visit in autumn.
Qiqiao said: "I'm not going. Your Taoist temple is old and broken. It hasn't been repaired in I don't know how many years. What if it gets smashed inside?" She was annoyed by the little Taoist boy who asked her to go over and pay homage, so I say that on purpose.
Xiaodao was full of childishness and said: "Who is tricking me? Little sister, please wait for me."
One is high.
As he spoke, he dwarfed and disappeared from the wall. After a while, the closed door was opened from the inside. The four corners of the wooden door were covered with copper and creaked with age.
One is high.
Ordinary peach trees are no more than one person tall, but this thousand-year-old peach tree is five or six feet tall. Behind the tree is the Taoist temple. The crown of the tree is tilted, almost including the entire Taoist temple under the crown, like a huge green crown. The umbrella covers the top of the Taoist temple.
Thirteenth Niang smiled and said: "Miss Qiqiao, it doesn't matter what he asks for, our customs here are like this, there is no reason why you should not worship the temple. If you don't worship it, be careful it will upset it and rob you of a good marriage. "
Thirteenth Niang silently led the way, and when she was bypassing Guixi Academy, she finally couldn't hold it back and asked, "Miss, do you really want to keep that Five Characters painting?"
However, after all, Hua Zhuo had only been immersed in calligraphy for a short period of time. Although he saw some clues, he did not dare to rely on them, so he accepted the calligraphy and did not express his thoughts directly. He just wanted to send it back to his teacher Du Ruhui. After tasting it again, if it is really what she thought, then she has found a treasure.
Hua Zhuo was secretly amused, but he saw that Shopkeeper Fang was not without eyesight, but that he preferred paintings by famous talents or painters, and did not care about the impact of these people's future prospects. Sanniang is a woman, delicate and humane, and has some skills in calligraphy and painting. It is indeed a bit unfair to let her be a waiter in Chaoyan Hall. It would be more appropriate to let her come to Mingchuangzhai as a deputy to shopkeeper Fang, but Judging from the glaring look on Shopkeeper Fang's face, I'm afraid he won't accept Thirteenth Niang.
Of the eleven or two paintings collected by Shopkeeper Fang, only half of them were praised by Thirteenth Mother. Because of this, the old man was so angry that his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
Qiqiao's heart skipped a beat after hearing this. He immediately touched the sachet at his waist, took out a piece of broken silver and handed it over, saying, "After walking such a long way, the lady and I will rest here. You can go and buy it." The fragrance comes."
From Shopkeeper Fang’s treasure collection, she only picked two paintings, one is the painting of Water Moon Guanyin, which is said to be a self-portrait of an enlightened bhikshuni, and the other is the painting of increasing longevity and blessings, which is not written by a famous artist, but its painting skills are quite superb. , if the painter was not famous, this painting would be called a masterpiece.
The thousand-year-old peach tree is said to have a spirit, so it naturally has its own miraculous qualities.
A voice suddenly came out from the side, which startled both the master and the servant. When they turned around, they saw a dirty little Taoist boy hanging on the wall of the Taoist temple. Only half of his body was exposed, and his hair was disheveled. It was casually tied into a bun and fixed with a peach branch. The two eyes were very flexible, spinning around Hua Zhuo and Qiqiao's bodies.
Thirteenth Niang took the broken silver, bowed to Hua Zhuo, and then went directly.
The Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, and the autumn cold is gradually coming. However, the land in the south of the Yangtze River is warm and humid, even warmer than Huainan Prefecture. At this time, the peach blossoms are nowhere to be seen, but they are lush and lovely. There are also waves in the bamboo sea, and there is a unique scenery. This land on the north coast, It’s still a great place to visit in autumn.
Hua Zhuo looked up at the thousand-year-old peach tree and sighed: "You don't worship the true God in the temple, but you come to worship this ignorant peach tree. You..."
Well, what others looked down upon caught the eye of the lady. Shopkeeper Fang had nothing to say, so he had to put these four calligraphy and paintings in brocade boxes.
The first three calligraphy and paintings that Hua Zhuo picked were not surprising to Shopkeeper Fang and Thirteen Niang, because these three calligraphy and paintings were indeed the three best pieces in Shopkeeper Fang’s collection and the three most valuable pieces to collect, but the wall The five-character poem "Be born to be a great person" is just a general work by a tourist from afar. At that time, the tourist went to Jiuli River and ran out of money. He happened to see Mingchuangzhai and casually wrote a picture of a certain person. Shopkeeper Fang saw that the five words written by the strange woman were written in a general way, without even a signature, and were not worth a penny. However, he took pity on the tourists, so he accepted them for a drop of money and hung them on the wall for seven or eight years. Still not sold.
Hua Zhuo smiled and said nothing. Qiqiao's guess was correct, but she had other ideas. Even if the calligraphy masters deliberately wrote ugly words, they would not be so general. Between the strokes, they would eventually The sharp edge is obvious, but this five-character painting has no edge at all. According to her guess, it was not the writer's intention, but the prototype of a new font. It's just that the person who wrote it didn't have it in mind yet, so he wrote it. Not only have the characters lost their original sharpness, but the fonts are loose and unstructured, but if you savor it carefully, there is a hint of unspeakable charm between each stroke.
"Shopkeeper Fang, you're busy, I'll leave first."
Hua Zhuo looked up at the thousand-year-old peach tree and sighed: "You don't worship the true God in the temple, but you come to worship this ignorant peach tree. You..."
Thirteen Niang thought for a moment, but still couldn't figure it out, so she asked again: "What does Miss Qiqiao mean by this?"
Hua Zhuo had already expected that she would ask this question. How could a woman who loved calligraphy and writing so much hold back her curiosity? However, she wanted to whet Thirteenth Niang's appetite, so she did not speak outright, but simply said: "Qi It’s a coincidence, you tell me.”
The thousand-year-old peach tree is said to have a spirit, so it naturally has its own miraculous qualities.
Second, it is strong. An ordinary peach tree can be surrounded by a full circle, which is already a sacred horse. However, ten people have to open their arms to surround this tree. It is still three feet long and cannot be surrounded. The roots are twisted and twisted, and the ones exposed on the ground are like black dragons and dragons. Like an eagle's claws, it makes people look at it with fear.
Since she has seen Master Kuyue's ability, she naturally knows that there are masters in this world, but this peach tree has no chance of truly becoming a spirit. On the contrary, the Taoist priest in the Taoist temple next to it has a weird temper. His true ability is also unknown.
Hua Zhuo smiled and said nothing. Qiqiao's guess was correct, but she had other ideas. Even if the calligraphy masters deliberately wrote ugly words, they would not be so general. Between the strokes, they would eventually The sharp edge is obvious, but this five-character painting has no edge at all. According to her guess, it was not the writer's intention, but the prototype of a new font. It's just that the person who wrote it didn't have it in mind yet, so he wrote it. Not only have the characters lost their original sharpness, but the fonts are loose and unstructured, but if you savor it carefully, there is a hint of unspeakable charm between each stroke.
Of the eleven or two paintings collected by Shopkeeper Fang, only half of them were praised by Thirteenth Mother. Because of this, the old man was so angry that his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
One is high.
Qiqiao blushed and said: "Miss, this kind of thing exists whether you believe it or not. It's just a matter of worshiping. Then the Taoist priest in Guanzhong never sees anyone. Even if there is a true god, we can't worship it." .”
The thousand-year-old peach tree is said to have a spirit, so it naturally has its own miraculous qualities.
One is high.
A voice suddenly came out from the side, which startled both the master and the servant. When they turned around, they saw a dirty little Taoist boy hanging on the wall of the Taoist temple. Only half of his body was exposed, and his hair was disheveled. It was casually tied into a bun and fixed with a peach branch. The two eyes were very flexible, spinning around Hua Zhuo and Qiqiao's bodies.
Thirteenth Niang nodded and said: "I have been to Mingchuangzhai several times, and I have indeed looked at this five-character painting carefully, but it is really not good at all. The font is loose, as if it is like a snake crawling, the brushstrokes are soft and weak, and there are no muscles and bones. If There is something worth mentioning, that is, the whole article has a sense of grandeur, which is very consistent with the meaning of this five-character poem. It must be for this reason that shopkeeper Fang hung this painting on the wall without removing it. Down."
Hua Zhuo had already expected that she would ask this question. How could a woman who loved calligraphy and writing so much hold back her curiosity? However, she wanted to whet Thirteenth Niang's appetite, so she did not speak outright, but simply said: "Qi It’s a coincidence, you tell me.”
She was embarrassed to say that she was really afraid that her marriage would be taken away, so she simply used the excuse that the Taoist priest was missing.
Qiqiao hurriedly gave in, and then said: "I can only see so much. In theory, people who can integrate their character and character into the meaning of words must not be able to achieve this state. But if they were everyone, how could they write this?" There must be a reason for such ugly calligraphy. Maybe it was the person who was short of money and sold his calligraphy for money. He was afraid of spreading the word and making people laugh, so he deliberately made the calligraphy ugly. But after all, it was the style of everyone, so he could wear it. Muscles and bones can’t wear away that natural character.”
Hua Zhuo was secretly amused, but he saw that Shopkeeper Fang was not without eyesight, but that he preferred paintings by famous talents or painters, and did not care about the impact of these people's future prospects. Sanniang is a woman, delicate and humane, and has some skills in calligraphy and painting. It is indeed a bit unfair to let her be a waiter in Chaoyan Hall. It would be more appropriate to let her come to Mingchuangzhai as a deputy to shopkeeper Fang, but Judging from the glaring look on Shopkeeper Fang's face, I'm afraid he won't accept Thirteenth Niang.
Of the eleven or two paintings collected by Shopkeeper Fang, only half of them were praised by Thirteenth Mother. Because of this, the old man was so angry that his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
Qiqiao's heart skipped a beat after hearing this. He immediately touched the sachet at his waist, took out a piece of broken silver and handed it over, saying, "After walking such a long way, the lady and I will rest here. You can go and buy it." The fragrance comes."
The first three calligraphy and paintings that Hua Zhuo picked were not surprising to Shopkeeper Fang and Thirteen Niang, because these three calligraphy and paintings were indeed the three best pieces in Shopkeeper Fang’s collection and the three most valuable pieces to collect, but the wall The five-character poem "Be born to be a great person" is just a general work by a tourist from afar. At that time, the tourist went to Jiuli River and ran out of money. He happened to see Mingchuangzhai and casually wrote a picture of a certain person. Shopkeeper Fang saw that the five words written by the strange woman were written in a general way, without even a signature, and were not worth a penny. However, he took pity on the tourists, so he accepted them for a drop of money and hung them on the wall for seven or eight years. Still not sold.
However, after all, Hua Zhuo had only been immersed in calligraphy for a short period of time. Although he saw some clues, he did not dare to rely on them, so he accepted the calligraphy and did not express his thoughts directly. He just wanted to send it back to his teacher Du Ruhui. After tasting it again, if it is really what she thought, then she has found a treasure.
Of the eleven or two paintings collected by Shopkeeper Fang, only half of them were praised by Thirteenth Mother. Because of this, the old man was so angry that his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
"The world does not respect the true God, but it is said that the true God is hard to see. This is really unreasonable. Little girl, come here, worship me, and I will let you enter the temple."
Since she has seen Master Kuyue's ability, she naturally knows that there are masters in this world, but this peach tree has no chance of truly becoming a spirit. On the contrary, the Taoist priest in the Taoist temple next to it has a weird temper. His true ability is also unknown.
The Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, and the autumn cold is gradually coming. However, the land in the south of the Yangtze River is warm and humid, even warmer than Huainan Prefecture. At this time, the peach blossoms are nowhere to be seen, but they are lush and lovely. There are also waves in the bamboo sea, and there is a unique scenery. This land on the north coast, It’s still a great place to visit in autumn.
The Thirteenth Niang suddenly felt enlightened. These words really made sense, but she became even more ashamed. Even a maid had such attainments. It was conceivable that she had learned so much. Today, she seemed to be really... The class has done something wrong.
A voice suddenly came out from the side, which startled both the master and the servant. When they turned around, they saw a dirty little Taoist boy hanging on the wall of the Taoist temple. Only half of his body was exposed, and his hair was disheveled. It was casually tied into a bun and fixed with a peach branch. The two eyes were very flexible, spinning around Hua Zhuo and Qiqiao's bodies.
Thirteenth Niang nodded and said: "I have been to Mingchuangzhai several times, and I have indeed looked at this five-character painting carefully, but it is really not good at all. The font is loose, as if it is like a snake crawling, the brushstrokes are soft and weak, and there are no muscles and bones. If There is something worth mentioning, that is, the whole article has a sense of grandeur, which is very consistent with the meaning of this five-character poem. It must be for this reason that shopkeeper Fang hung this painting on the wall without removing it. Down."
The Thirteenth Niang suddenly felt enlightened. These words really made sense, but she became even more ashamed. Even a maid had such attainments. It was conceivable that she had learned so much. Today, she seemed to be really... The class has done something wrong.
A voice suddenly came out from the side, which startled both the master and the servant. When they turned around, they saw a dirty little Taoist boy hanging on the wall of the Taoist temple. Only half of his body was exposed, and his hair was disheveled. It was casually tied into a bun and fixed with a peach branch. The two eyes were very flexible, spinning around Hua Zhuo and Qiqiao's bodies.
Qiqiao said with a smile: "Miss, I have practiced calligraphy. I have been with you, and I have also heard a few teachings. It is said that writing is easy, but writing good calligraphy is difficult. What is good calligraphy? One is the front, the other is the tendons. The most important thing is character, and being able to integrate character into the meaning of a word is even more rare."
The Thirteenth Niang suddenly felt enlightened. These words really made sense, but she became even more ashamed. Even a maid had such attainments. It was conceivable that she had learned so much. Today, she seemed to be really... The class has done something wrong.
As he spoke, he dwarfed and disappeared from the wall. After a while, the closed door was opened from the inside. The four corners of the wooden door were covered with copper and creaked with age.
Qiqiao was startled and was about to stop him, but Hua Zhuo had already raised his hand to bow to the little Taoist boy. She couldn't stop him and couldn't help but stamp her feet and said: "Miss, you have been deceived. He is tricking you."
From Shopkeeper Fang’s treasure collection, she only picked two paintings, one is the painting of Water Moon Guanyin, which is said to be a self-portrait of an enlightened bhikshuni, and the other is the painting of increasing longevity and blessings, which is not written by a famous artist, but its painting skills are quite superb. , if the painter was not famous, this painting would be called a masterpiece.
Qiqiao said: "I'm not going. Your Taoist temple is old and broken. It hasn't been repaired in I don't know how many years. What if it gets smashed inside?" She was annoyed by the little Taoist boy who asked her to go over and pay homage, so I say that on purpose.
Hua Zhuo had already expected that she would ask this question. How could a woman who loved calligraphy and writing so much hold back her curiosity? However, she wanted to whet Thirteenth Niang's appetite, so she did not speak outright, but simply said: "Qi It’s a coincidence, you tell me.”
However, after all, Hua Zhuo had only been immersed in calligraphy for a short period of time. Although he saw some clues, he did not dare to rely on them, so he accepted the calligraphy and did not express his thoughts directly. He just wanted to send it back to his teacher Du Ruhui. After tasting it again, if it is really what she thought, then she has found a treasure.
Hua Zhuo looked at him, suddenly feeling interested in his heart, and said: "The Taoist priest in the temple doesn't like to see people. If you let our master and servant in, won't you be punished?"
Third, Mao Ye. Ancient trees are very old. Most of those that are more than a hundred years old have few branches and leaves. However, this tree has luxuriant branches and leaves, and is thriving. Its branches are strong and strong, and its leaves are green and lovely. Although there are no flowers or fruits, it is still there. I want to see a scene as bright as clouds and fruitful.
"Miss, go down this path and you'll find the incense shop. Let's buy some incense and candles and offer them to the peach god," Thirteenth Niang said.
"Thirteenth Mother, have you ever looked carefully at that five-character painting?" she asked.
Third, Mao Ye. Ancient trees are very old. Most of those that are more than a hundred years old have few branches and leaves. However, this tree has luxuriant branches and leaves, and is thriving. Its branches are strong and strong, and its leaves are green and lovely. Although there are no flowers or fruits, it is still there. I want to see a scene as bright as clouds and fruitful.
Hua Zhuo had already expected that she would ask this question. How could a woman who loved calligraphy and writing so much hold back her curiosity? However, she wanted to whet Thirteenth Niang's appetite, so she did not speak outright, but simply said: "Qi It’s a coincidence, you tell me.”
Qiqiao Fushang praised: "You have seen the benefits of this word. Why do you say that you really can't see the benefits? What matters is the word 'generous'."
The little Taoist boy curled his lips and said, "I'm afraid he will do something serious. Master is in deep trance right now. He won't even wake up even if there is a thunderstorm. Not to mention that he just lets you go in to worship the true God. Even if he beats gongs and drums, he doesn't know."
Second, it is strong. An ordinary peach tree can be surrounded by a full circle, which is already a sacred horse. However, ten people have to open their arms to surround this tree. It is still three feet long and cannot be surrounded. The roots are twisted and twisted, and the ones exposed on the ground are like black dragons and dragons. Like an eagle's claws, it makes people look at it with fear.
"The world does not respect the true God, but it is said that the true God is hard to see. This is really unreasonable. Little girl, come here, worship me, and I will let you enter the temple."
Qiqiao hurriedly gave in, and then said: "I can only see so much. In theory, people who can integrate their character and character into the meaning of words must not be able to achieve this state. But if they were everyone, how could they write this?" There must be a reason for such ugly calligraphy. Maybe it was the person who was short of money and sold his calligraphy for money. He was afraid of spreading the word and making people laugh, so he deliberately made the calligraphy ugly. But after all, it was the style of everyone, so he could wear it. Muscles and bones can’t wear away that natural character.”
Hua Zhuo smiled and said: "Okay."
Thirteen Niang thought for a moment, but still couldn't figure it out, so she asked again: "What does Miss Qiqiao mean by this?"
Qiqiao said: "I'm not going. Your Taoist temple is old and broken. It hasn't been repaired in I don't know how many years. What if it gets smashed inside?" She was annoyed by the little Taoist boy who asked her to go over and pay homage, so I say that on purpose.
As he spoke, he dwarfed and disappeared from the wall. After a while, the closed door was opened from the inside. The four corners of the wooden door were covered with copper and creaked with age.
Qiqiao Fushang praised: "You have seen the benefits of this word. Why do you say that you really can't see the benefits? What matters is the word 'generous'."
"The world does not respect the true God, but it is said that the true God is hard to see. This is really unreasonable. Little girl, come here, worship me, and I will let you enter the temple."
"Miss, this calligraphy is not worthy of elegance." Shopkeeper Fang was afraid that the lady would really use this calligraphy as a gift, so he quickly reminded her.
The little Taoist boy sneered and said, "Just say that you are blind to gold and jade. Hey, that young lady next to you, can you come in? If you want to come in, just bow to me."
The thousand-year-old peach tree is said to have a spirit, so it naturally has its own miraculous qualities.
She was embarrassed to say that she was really afraid that her marriage would be taken away, so she simply used the excuse that the Taoist priest was missing.
Thirteenth Niang was startled for a moment, and then she realized that the young lady was not someone who didn't know how to calligraphy and painting. She looked a little ashamed and said, "I'm the one who's showing off my ugliness. Miss Qiqiao, please give me some more advice on this." Although the five-character painting has some character, the handwriting is really ugly, and it is difficult to say it is a good calligraphy."
Hua Zhuo didn't stay in Mingchuangzhai for long. After picking up the calligraphy and paintings, he walked out and said to Thirteenth Niang with a smile: "Where is the thousand-year-old peach tree? Please show me."
"Miss, go down this path and you'll find the incense shop. Let's buy some incense and candles and offer them to the peach god," Thirteenth Niang said.
This was said to Hua Zhuo. Because Hua Zhuo had previously said that there was a true god in the temple, he liked it, so he had a good attitude towards Hua Zhuo and just called her sister.
This was said to Hua Zhuo. Because Hua Zhuo had previously said that there was a true god in the temple, he liked it, so he had a good attitude towards Hua Zhuo and just called her sister.
However, after all, Hua Zhuo had only been immersed in calligraphy for a short period of time. Although he saw some clues, he did not dare to rely on them, so he accepted the calligraphy and did not express his thoughts directly. He just wanted to send it back to his teacher Du Ruhui. After tasting it again, if it is really what she thought, then she has found a treasure.
Qiqiao wondered: "Isn't this tree the most effective in seeking fame? We are all women, so there is no need to seek it."
Hua Zhuo had already expected that she would ask this question. How could a woman who loved calligraphy and writing so much hold back her curiosity? However, she wanted to whet Thirteenth Niang's appetite, so she did not speak outright, but simply said: "Qi It’s a coincidence, you tell me.”
Qiqiao's heart skipped a beat after hearing this. He immediately touched the sachet at his waist, took out a piece of broken silver and handed it over, saying, "After walking such a long way, the lady and I will rest here. You can go and buy it." The fragrance comes."
Ordinary peach trees are no more than one person tall, but this thousand-year-old peach tree is five or six feet tall. Behind the tree is the Taoist temple. The crown of the tree is tilted, almost including the entire Taoist temple under the crown, like a huge green crown. The umbrella covers the top of the Taoist temple.
Hua Zhuo smiled and said: "Okay."
Hua Zhuo smiled and said: "Okay."
Qiqiao laughed. Just now Thirteenth Mother showed her hand in Mingchuangzhai, and now it was finally her turn.
Qiqiao Fushang praised: "You have seen the benefits of this word. Why do you say that you really can't see the benefits? What matters is the word 'generous'."
Qiqiao was startled and was about to stop him, but Hua Zhuo had already raised his hand to bow to the little Taoist boy. She couldn't stop him and couldn't help but stamp her feet and said: "Miss, you have been deceived. He is tricking you."
Qiqiao was startled and was about to stop him, but Hua Zhuo had already raised his hand to bow to the little Taoist boy. She couldn't stop him and couldn't help but stamp her feet and said: "Miss, you have been deceived. He is tricking you."
Qiqiao's heart skipped a beat after hearing this. He immediately touched the sachet at his waist, took out a piece of broken silver and handed it over, saying, "After walking such a long way, the lady and I will rest here. You can go and buy it." The fragrance comes."
The little Taoist boy curled his lips and said, "I'm afraid he will do something serious. Master is in deep trance right now. He won't even wake up even if there is a thunderstorm. Not to mention that he just lets you go in to worship the true God. Even if he beats gongs and drums, he doesn't know."
Hua Zhuo looked up at the thousand-year-old peach tree and sighed: "You don't worship the true God in the temple, but you come to worship this ignorant peach tree. You..."
The thousand-year-old peach tree is said to have a spirit, so it naturally has its own miraculous qualities.
However, after all, Hua Zhuo had only been immersed in calligraphy for a short period of time. Although he saw some clues, he did not dare to rely on them, so he accepted the calligraphy and did not express his thoughts directly. He just wanted to send it back to his teacher Du Ruhui. After tasting it again, if it is really what she thought, then she has found a treasure.
Hua Zhuo was secretly amused, but he saw that Shopkeeper Fang was not without eyesight, but that he preferred paintings by famous talents or painters, and did not care about the impact of these people's future prospects. Sanniang is a woman, delicate and humane, and has some skills in calligraphy and painting. It is indeed a bit unfair to let her be a waiter in Chaoyan Hall. It would be more appropriate to let her come to Mingchuangzhai as a deputy to shopkeeper Fang, but Judging from the glaring look on Shopkeeper Fang's face, I'm afraid he won't accept Thirteenth Niang.
Qiqiao was startled and was about to stop him, but Hua Zhuo had already raised his hand to bow to the little Taoist boy. She couldn't stop him and couldn't help but stamp her feet and said: "Miss, you have been deceived. He is tricking you."
Xiaodao was full of childishness and said: "Who is tricking me? Little sister, please wait for me."
Qiqiao's heart skipped a beat after hearing this. He immediately touched the sachet at his waist, took out a piece of broken silver and handed it over, saying, "After walking such a long way, the lady and I will rest here. You can go and buy it." The fragrance comes."
Qiqiao laughed. Just now Thirteenth Mother showed her hand in Mingchuangzhai, and now it was finally her turn.
She was embarrassed to say that she was really afraid that her marriage would be taken away, so she simply used the excuse that the Taoist priest was missing.
Qiqiao Fushang praised: "You have seen the benefits of this word. Why do you say that you really can't see the benefits? What matters is the word 'generous'."
Qiqiao's heart skipped a beat after hearing this. He immediately touched the sachet at his waist, took out a piece of broken silver and handed it over, saying, "After walking such a long way, the lady and I will rest here. You can go and buy it." The fragrance comes."
As he spoke, he dwarfed and disappeared from the wall. After a while, the closed door was opened from the inside. The four corners of the wooden door were covered with copper and creaked with age.
However, after all, Hua Zhuo had only been immersed in calligraphy for a short period of time. Although he saw some clues, he did not dare to rely on them, so he accepted the calligraphy and did not express his thoughts directly. He just wanted to send it back to his teacher Du Ruhui. After tasting it again, if it is really what she thought, then she has found a treasure.
Hua Zhuo looked up at the thousand-year-old peach tree and sighed: "You don't worship the true God in the temple, but you come to worship this ignorant peach tree. You..."
A voice suddenly came out from the side, which startled both the master and the servant. When they turned around, they saw a dirty little Taoist boy hanging on the wall of the Taoist temple. Only half of his body was exposed, and his hair was disheveled. It was casually tied into a bun and fixed with a peach branch. The two eyes were very flexible, spinning around Hua Zhuo and Qiqiao's bodies.
Thirteenth Niang smiled and said: "Miss Qiqiao, it doesn't matter what he asks for, our customs here are like this, there is no reason why you should not worship the temple. If you don't worship it, be careful it will upset it and rob you of a good marriage. "
Hua Zhuo had already expected that she would ask this question. How could a woman who loved calligraphy and writing so much hold back her curiosity? However, she wanted to whet Thirteenth Niang's appetite, so she did not speak outright, but simply said: "Qi It’s a coincidence, you tell me.”
As he spoke, he dwarfed and disappeared from the wall. After a while, the closed door was opened from the inside. The four corners of the wooden door were covered with copper and creaked with age.
The Thirteenth Niang suddenly felt enlightened. These words really made sense, but she became even more ashamed. Even a maid had such attainments. It was conceivable that she had learned so much. Today, she seemed to be really... The class has done something wrong.