Chapter 525 What about keeping the old age as promised?
Chapter 525 What about staying up late as promised?
Xiao Chong dipped his hands in ink and wrote the names of the two door gods Shen Tu and Yu Lei on two peach boards in one go. Lin Wanwan moved a crescent moon stool next to them and sat around to watch.
Compared with writing Spring Festival couplets and blessing characters in the afternoon, it is so easy to write two peach charms now.
After Xiao Chong finished writing, he put the pen on the pen holder and glanced at Lin Wanwan, as if waiting for her to do something wrong.
But Lin Wanwan didn't do it this time. She just looked at the freshly baked peach charms and sighed: "I didn't expect that my cousin's Qin Zhuan script could be written so well."
With the two peach boards blessed by Qin Zhuan, they instantly seemed to become simple and elegant, full of historical charm. The charm of calligraphy is so magical.
Xiao Chong was not stunned by Lin Wanwan's flattery, and said calmly: "No, my cousin is overly praised."
"I'll try it too, and my cousin will teach me."
Xiao Chong was a little surprised and said with a smile: "Okay."
Lin Wanwan excitedly picked up the pen, pulled out a piece of paper, dipped it in the ink that Xiao Chong had just studied, and started copying.
The calligraphy skills she learned in primary school were all Ouyanliu and Zhao's regular script, and she had no contact with anything else.
Later, after she was promoted to junior high school, all the interest classes in the school were basically in vain, making way for exam-oriented education, so there were no free calligraphy classes for her to attend.
However, I have taken calligraphy classes for six years, and I am still familiar with other fonts in the calligraphy world. I just haven’t learned them and can’t write them well.
Anyway, I have planned to stay up all night today, so I just want to find something to do. Learning Chinese calligraphy is also a good way to pass the time.
It is rare for Xiao Chong, a master of calligraphy and painting, to have so much free time. If he does not take this opportunity to learn one-on-one, it would be a big loss.
Xiao Chong and several others, who are strangers in a foreign land, came to Linjiazhuang today with the intention of celebrating the New Year together.
It would be too lonely to stay in the county government office with big eyes and small eyes.
The desks of literati in the Tang Dynasty were different from the desks of later generations. They were not as high.
In terms of comfort, it is definitely more modern, but Lin Wanwan really likes this ancient style, so the long book desk popular in the Tang Dynasty is still built in the house, rather than the modern style.
A low desk coupled with a crescent moon stool is both elegant and not tiring. Nowadays, the school is full of stools of this style.
The two of them had been learning calligraphy in the study for a long time. Finally, Lin Wanwan was tired from practicing, so she ended the "Qin Seal Calligraphy Class".
Xiao Chong had already felt that Lin Wanwan did not know the seal script, did not understand the Qin seal script, and her overall knowledge fluctuated.
It seems that the knowledge system she learned is completely different from that of ordinary students in the Tang Dynasty, but it is not bad, but each has its own strengths.
What kind of civilization can support a new and huge knowledge system? Lin Wanwan said that she learned it in the mountains with her master, but Xiao Chong had reservations.
"Ha~" Lin Wanwan stretched out her hand to cover her mouth, yawned, and forced out two tears.
It’s so easy to stay up late while scrolling through your phone and reading novels, but why is it so difficult to practice calligraphy and study instead?
"It's so lively outside, New Year's Eve in the Tang Dynasty is so lively." Lin Wanwan sighed.
It was almost midnight, but the sound of firecrackers and string bamboo could still be heard outside.
Although the exorcism ceremony with singing and dancing stopped, the noise continued.
For the people of Linjiazhuang, this year is a rare good year. Every family has a surplus of food and every family has a new house.
Today we are also given mutton, pork, chicken, duck and goose, chicken, duck and goose eggs, silk and millet, etc. from the clan, so that we can live a decent New Year, and we must stay up until dawn.
It is a bit difficult for the whole family to stay awake until dawn, but the family can take turns to wait until dawn.
In order to refresh themselves, a few young people took out their copper coins and played a game of leaves (similar to playing cards, invented in the Tang Dynasty).
In aristocratic homes, leaf opera is mostly a game played by women, and men are more willing to drink wine, recite poems and perform drinking orders. But in ordinary people's homes, this game does not matter between men and women.
Everyone’s education level is not high, they can’t recite poems and compose poems, and most of them can’t afford to drink all night long, so what else can they do if they don’t play cards!
The only time to enjoy gambling is to get together to relax and have fun during the Chinese New Year. Anyway, we are all brothers and sisters, and winning or losing belongs to our family.
According to modern people's understanding, if you stay up until midnight, it should be considered the next day. However, it can be seen from various poems left by the literati of the Tang Dynasty that you have to stay up until dawn.
By staying up all night to drive away the Nian beast and Nuo, you can hope for everything to go well and good health in the coming year.
"My cousin is tired, why not go and rest first."
"No! We agreed to stay up until the sun comes up!"
"That's not necessary, I'll just keep watch for you."
"No! I am the head of the family and I have to keep it to myself."
Lin Wanwan straightened her legs and relaxed under the desk in an indistinct manner, and then supported her chin with her hands and said, "Cousin, why are you in such good spirits? In that case, why don't you play a few songs? I haven't heard the fairy music for a long time."
Xiao Chong said casually: "Okay."
"Here, the piano is right there, stored in a wooden box." Lin Wanwan lazily stretched out her hand and pointed.
She was so sleepy that she completely gave up her posture and sat swaying.
The Jiaowei Qin that Xiao Chong gave her was placed in this study. Lin Wanwan didn't have much time to practice the piano, but she preferred the konghou.
But this piano is so precious that it must be placed in the most serious place at home to prevent it from being damaged by Xiao Qingyu.
The place that Xiao Qingyu disliked the most was the study. Whether it was Lin Wanwan's study or the study specially prepared for her, she could stay as far away as possible.
Therefore, it is safest to place the guqin here.
The cold and ethereal sound of the guqin sounded under Xiao Chong's hands. Listening to his music, you could instantly block out the noise outside and feel like you were in a fairyland.
I don't know how long it took, but Xiao Chong looked up from the piano case and found that Lin Wanwan had fallen asleep on the book case.
Xiao Chong chuckled, stood up, put away the piano, walked to Lin Wanwan, hesitated, picked her up, and went to the ear room where the incense burner was lit.
Lin Wanwan's house was designed by Wangdu Materials. There is floor heating under the floor on the first floor of the main house. In winter, when the charcoal fire does not stop, the house is very warm, and the temperature on the second floor is also high.
Therefore, whether it is a study room, an ear room, or a lobby, if the doors and windows are closed and the curtains are drawn, there will be no particularly cold place, and the effect is similar to the modern oil-burning effect.
In comparison, the ear chamber is naturally the most sealed one and has the highest temperature, which is almost the same as ordinary people's heating chambers.
Staying here until the end of the year is naturally a smart choice.
Hongyan, who was guarding outside the study room, saw Lin Wanwan being carried to the ear room, and quickly followed him to change places.
Xiao Chong placed Lin Wanwan on the imperial concubine's bed, and Hongyan took the blanket on the side and covered Lin Wanwan with it.
"You guard your wife in case she falls." For some reason, Xiao Chong looked at Lin Wanwan as if she was someone who had trouble sleeping. The narrow imperial concubine's bed might not be able to accommodate her.
"Here."
After settling Lin Wanwan, Xiao Chong sat on the futon aside and meditated with his eyes closed.