At the poetry meeting, when the students and Confucians were competing for their talents in poetry, these masters, examiners, and the most sought-after Qian'an first talent, actually left the poems and prose and discussed the paintings
Or what beauty paper
Other names are gone after passing the ear, but the fragrant name of "Beauty's Note" is very exciting to the hearts of scholars. Tang Ning finished writing the poem in two or three times, and also dropped the pen and went to the chief, wanting to see what the beauty paper was like.
Before looking at it, he drew a picture of a beautiful woman in his mind, ready to find fault with the note; after seeing it, the beauty in his heart disappeared without a trace, only the beautiful woman with thick ink on the painting note was deeply imprinted. his heart.
How can there be such a lively, charming and charming beauty in the world!
He wished he could grab one and take it away, but he was concerned about his identity and the gazes of the talented people.
Cui Xie also looked at the beauty in the painting, with a gentle smile on his lips: "She's real name is Awan, she is a fox girl, but her nature is pure and gentle. He gave him gold and silver to take the exam in Beijing. After he returned from the Chinese style, he felt that he was a monster and was not worthy of a jinshi, and tried his best to marry him a beautiful woman. In the end, she took the name Fang Ningzhong The Ning character is affixed to his name, and he returns to the mountains alone and misses Fang Ning all his life."
He spoke with pity, as if he was telling the story of a lovely witch who really existed in the world. Tang Ning also listened to it as if it were the real thing, and sighed, "My name is also Ning, so why am I not lucky enough to meet such a beautiful woman."
He was flustered, looked up at Cui Xie and said, "Could Cui Shidi send me a piece of paper and let me write a poem for Wan Ning to show the virtue of a beautiful woman?"
The smile on Cui Xie's mouth slowly bloomed, he took out a few sketches from the box, handed them to him, and replied, "Brother Shi can love Wanning as much as I do, Cui Xie is overjoyed, and only a few sketches What is it worth?"
Tang Ning went back with the drawing paper, and was reluctant to write on it, so he first used ordinary paper to make a draft. The scholar next to him took the opportunity to draw a piece of paper, unfolded the drawing paper, and was immediately impressed by the beauty in the painting.
At the Double Ninth Festival on this day, few people can still have the heart to appreciate the chrysanthemum, and being able to write a poem on Cui Xie's beautiful paper has become a more honorable thing than being sung by prostitutes. Even the daughters who were invited could not write poems for them by scholars, but only asked for a beauty note.
Cui Xie brought dozens of sketchbooks, but there were only six or seven boys at the Chongyang Poetry Festival, and more than ten winners. It really had to be distributed according to the head. One piece was enough for one person, and these people were willing to write poems and lyrics for him. advertise. But in this case, he still managed to keep his mind and remember to engage in hunger marketing.
Even if it is given to this group of people who may become spokespersons, they must be stretched and cannot be given lightly!
He smiled apologetically and said, "These paintings were agreed to memorize the masterpieces at the meeting and show them to Brother Zhao Shixiong. If you seniors and classmates want it, I can teach the craftsmen to print them and give them away after I get home. ? In the future, I will also draw the notes of the beauties in the other three novels to compensate everyone, so please don't blame me for being stingy today."
It's not surprising... It's just such a good paper, it would be a pity if the title was ordinary poetry.
Mr. Lin picked and picked, picked and picked, and only selected three poems that were worth writing on the sketch pads. He let him copy the rest on ordinary manuscript paper, and said cherishly: "Your sketch pads are rare. Treasures, a mediocre poem on a title is a waste."
The best of the first three poems is still Guo Yong, followed by a young student named Wang Pu, and the third is Zhao Yangcui, an old scholar. Tang Ning's hurried poem was not selected, but he got three drawing notes, which made others envious.
Some people who love painting even couldn't help imitating Tang Ning, willing to write poems and essays for the fox girl in exchange for a piece of paper. As soon as this story started, other people began to put down their shelves and exchanged poems for paper. Cui Xie was full of joy, satisfied them one by one, and regretted saying: "I just hate that I can't speak, and I can't share the stories of those four strange women. The story is as wonderful as the original, but if the endorsement is too rigid, it will hurt the beauty of the original. Going back to my bookstore and printing the book, all seniors and brothers can see the stories of those beauties with their own eyes.”
Calling him both a sketch and a story for a long time, the talents and prostitutes at the meeting all had the urge to buy books. Even Mr. Lin couldn't help but start recalling the sample drafts he had seen, and whether the set of books was really that moving.
Could it be that the time he watched that day was too short? Or are you just busy revising and didn't pay attention to it
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After the review of the poems, the top three masterpieces were copied on the paper and returned to the author. Tong Sheng's poems are not very good to be written on the paper, but they also pick the first name and let the poet sing it out to drink.
After the feast, everyone went to the mountains to climb high and look far away, wear cornel, eat Chongyang cakes, and drink chrysanthemum wine.
The scholars have a seat in the evening, but the Confucian boys have to go home and live, and they have to go down the mountain earlier. Shen Zheng arranged for someone to set up a car early, and Cui Yuan and his son came back after lunch to wait for him, and at this time they went back together.
When he was parting, there were many people who urged him to print more paintings earlier, and when they went back, they sent people to buy them. Cui Xie agreed very happily, and only made a request to them: "This paper will be printed slowly, in the future, when there may not be enough supply, you don't have to go to the store to urge, just come to my house and tell me, and wait for the craftsman to print it. When I come out, I will have my servants deliver it to you.”
This kind of writing should be slower than drawing.
No one objected at all. Tang Ning also sighed, "Young Master Cui is an affectionate person. A person who is affectionate often values righteousness, and is the one to associate with. Tang will inevitably come to your house to harass him in the future."
Guo Yong also smiled and said, "Although the autumn test is imminent, I'm afraid I can't help but focus on this."
With these two talents taking the lead, the other scholars didn't care that he didn't even try the county exam, and they were willing to treat him as a little friend who could talk about poetry and books, not just a bookstore owner.
Mr. Lin, this proud disciple, was accepted by others, and he was happier than he had made good friends. He thanked everyone for his respect, and he couldn't help but teach him a few words when he was about to part, telling him not to indulge in novels, and not to waste too much time on it. On the drawing paper, it is still necessary to focus on homework.
Cui Xie was taught honestly, lowered his head and replied, "Don't worry, sir, I only dare to do anything else after finishing my homework."
"Well, that's because the homework isn't tight enough." Mr. Lin twitched his beard: "Since you still have some spare energy to study, come back from vacation and learn to do the original and the original questions with me."
… If I didn’t say that I didn’t draw before I finished my studies, wouldn’t I be so eager to add new lessons
However, this thought only disappeared in a flash, and he didn't really want to study. These days, he has done a lot of big questions, and also memorized dozens of small questions for county, prefecture, and road tests. It's time to write.
After the beginning of the lecture, there are entry questions, eight comparisons, and a conclusion... If you don't hurry up and study, how can you write enough to pass the county in the remaining 500 days? article to try
The prestige among scholars should also be improved, and their own knowledge should also be grasped. It is easier to pass the Tongsheng test, which is almost entirely determined by the examiner's own preferences, if both hands are hard.
He smiled and said to Mr. Lin earnestly, "Yes, thank you sir for your love."
Mr. Lin was very careful, nodded and said, "It's rare that you are sensible."
Several brothers who were fined for copying "The University" looked at him in disbelief. He is a young master who can convince the people of a county with a sketchbook at a very young age. Why does he want to study so hard? It's not too late to be a student again in your twenties!
And Cui Xie, who was regarded as a model of aspirations by them, left his studies behind as soon as he returned home, threw the poems to hold the inkstone to transcribe, and turned around and got into the backyard studio for a meeting.
The printing craftsmen of the bookstore are also looking forward to the results of the owner's visit to the poetry fair. Even the shopkeeper Ji is waiting here, and when they enter the door, they ask him: "Master, how did the painting paper react?"
When Cui Xie got here, he finally didn't have to pretend anymore, smiled and said, "Okay, excellent, very good. There are a lot of people here today, three taels per person, Zhang Da and Zhao Shi two masters will add two more taels, and we will meet at the end of the month. ICBC issued a deal."
The craftsmen were simply overjoyed.
Although Cui Xie set up a bonus at the beginning, he was able to print the paper like this in the end, and most of the credit was on the beautiful pictures he drew himself, and he also contributed a small part of the credit. The handymen who only do the work of preparing plates, materials, and dyeing papers are even more overjoyed.
Cui Xie waved his hand and said, "Don't be too busy to thank you, from today onwards, you will be working overtime to print the notes. I will also draw a few more color pictures while I have time, and everyone is going to make the notes - of course, the first one should be placed in the front. print."
After arranging the craftsman's task, he specially called the shopkeeper Ji over and asked privately, "I know that you recognize many bookstores and edition workers outside. Do you know who is willing to take private work?"
The shopkeeper Ji suddenly sweated slightly on his forehead and his cheeks were hot. He swore and swore: "Little old man will never dare to do that again. Back then, when he asked the craftsmen to go out to pick up the work, he was confused for a while. If he had known that the young master's family would return home so soon, I would wait. You must guard the poor and wait for your return!"
Cui Xie shook his head slightly, soothed: "I didn't ask you to turn over the old accounts. I got a lot of talented poems from the poetry fair before. Let's publish a book of Shen Yuan's poems, add color pictures, and sell them while it's hot. , let the scholars not forget us. If the four novels cannot be engraved, we will mainly focus on coloring pictures in our workshop, and recruit temporary workers to engrave text editions."
Only then did the shopkeeper make up his mind, and said thoughtfully: "There is a lame Fang Fang who can carve in the carpenter's city, and he doesn't steal the master's plate. His son can also be a small worker. If the owner likes them..."
Cui Xie waved his hand: "I don't care about any of this, you just have to figure it out. You are in charge of the shop, Gu and Fang, whoever sells a set will give them three cents of silver, and they will also give you what they sell. One point, if it can be sold to other places, there will be other points. But if someone prints our manuscript in advance, I will definitely report to the official, and you will also be jointly and severally responsible. "
When the shopkeeper Ji listened to the points, his heart seemed to jump out of his chest. Even in Qian'an, there must be people willing to buy such paintings. If they can be transported to the capital and the south, tens of thousands of sets will be sold!
He even sweated slightly with excitement at the scene he imagined, wiped his forehead, raised his chest and raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't worry, young master, this old man will definitely manage the shop for you!"
Cui Xie gave him a deep look: "I believe in you. Let Mrs. Huang cook more meat these days. You are busy, so don't let your body break down."
Once these tasks are arranged, he will be able to take care of himself with peace of mind. When Cui Xie went back, he kept asking Peng Yan for the best poems in the other three essays. He laid a felt pad on the table and put a layer of glue on it. He closed his eyes and opened the little pornographic film to find out the poems. Beauties corresponding roles to draw.
The heroines of the four manuscripts are gods, immortals, demons, and ghosts. The demons refer to extinct creatures, and the remaining three are found in the two folders of ancient Hong Kong-folklore/ideology.
The goddess wears nine phoenix hairpins on her head, wears a red peony pattern burqa, drags eight Hunan skirts, and wears a gold phoenix tail skirt around her waist. The female fairy wears a yellow shirt and a purple skirt, her hair is in a bun with clouds, her feet are covered by clouds, and her long shawls are fluttering in the air. Her expression is cold and unsullied. The female ghost is dressed in a plain white dress, with only a white epiphyllum on her head, her eyebrows are slightly frowned, her body is slender, and there is some pitiful shyness in the desolateness.
A demon girl, a royal sister, a high-cold girl, and a cute girl have collected all the cute points that Harem Man has purified for many years, enough to attract all potential customers!
Taking advantage of the Double Ninth Festival, when Mr. Shen was staying in Shenyuan, and he was on vacation the next morning, he even painted two sets of seven color pictures. The pictures are basically single female protagonists, and occasionally the back and corners of the male protagonist are drawn for the convenience of readers.
After two sets of pictures were drawn, the whole morning was almost over. He looked at the sky, put down his pen, and brought a few sketches and poems he copied to the next door to Zhao Gao's house to coax the children. Zhao Yinglin didn't really blame him at first. After he got the poems and sketches, he had no other thoughts. He said happily: "I'll keep him first, and then I will write good poems and then use them. I am now The handwriting and the article are a bit unworthy of this note... Brother Cui Shi, can I give this note to my brother?"
Cui Xie replied with a smile: "The things that have already been given to you will naturally be at your disposal. This drawing paper is just starting to be printed now, and the printing is small. I will send you a few more boxes in the future, so you don't have to be so reluctant."
Zhao Yinglin shook his head again and again, and said clearly: "This is what your family sells. If I want to buy it myself, how can you always spend money on it. In the future, you will use good paper to print books and paper and come to my house. My father and I will definitely give you a good price, don't go outside and let those profiteers cheat."
This child is so sensible that Cui Xie wanted to touch his head. It's a pity that he wears a Confucian scarf on his head, and his hair is not as easy to rub as holding an inkstone. He can only rub his fingers regretfully, nodded and smiled: "Then my bookstore will rely on your family to provide paper from now on."
Even if the two elementary school students have let go of their previous suspicions, they can go to and from school together again.
After school started, Cui Xie continued to read and draw as usual, and stared at the backyard to print and carve books. Because the color paper is finely printed and the speed is slow, at most dozens of copies can be printed a day, and the printed paper is given priority to the scholars ordered by the Chongyang Poetry Society before they can be sold in the store.
However, three days later, Prince Wang Xiangzhen suddenly came to his door as a guest. He really brought him a docile little white horse and a sword. He backed away and opened a scroll of delicate and beautiful paintings like a thief. picture-
It was the demon fox Wanning he printed!
It's just that the artist asked the artist to enlarge the whole scroll of the vertical scroll, and the facial features of the characters in the painting were more round and slender than the pictures of ordinary ladies, not as bright and three-dimensional as what he painted.
Cui Xie asked in surprise, "Where did this picture come from?"
Wang Gongzi raised his eyebrows, showed a romantic smile, leaned into his ear and said, "This is from one of my father's Zhenfu's sons, and he said it was Cui Meiren's note. Those scholars are hiding ye He also tried his best to find someone to draw the picture. I don't know what kind of beauty can make this paper. It can be regarded as a contemporary Xue Xiaoshu... I don't have this picture myself. I'll give it to you if I keep it warm, is it enough for my brother to treat you?"
... What a goddess Cui Meiren Erjian!
Whoever called this name out, dared to tell Cui Jian and Meiren Jian separately!