Yunchu knew that the old monkey had always wanted to be firmly tied to Xuanzang's chariot. After Xuanzang returned to Chang'an in history, in addition to producing a "Datang of the Western Regions" to arouse the Tang Dynasty's enthusiasm for conquering the Western Regions, he
The remaining time was devoted to translating scriptures and rarely appeared in the political life of the Tang Dynasty people.
They all thought that this old monk was an eminent monk and a holy monk who had no ears to hear what was going on outside the window. Yun Chu's feelings had changed a bit now.
He is now very curious about how beautiful Princess Gaoyang must be to make Xuanzang's disciple Bianji willing to cut her in half for her beauty.
Princess Gaoyang in the TV series is not representative at all. Princess Gaoyang in the TV series has been the protagonist of Yunchu Chunmeng for a long time. This does not mean that the real Princess Gaoyang of the Tang Dynasty is what she is.
Moreover, judging from the behavior of Monk Guiji and Old Monkey, Bianji is definitely not an honest monk who has never eaten meat. How could he be willing to be cut in half without shouting that he was wronged?
The most terrifying thing is that if history does not take a wrong turn here, the beautiful Princess Gaoyang will soon be killed by Emperor Li Zhi.
Therefore, Yunchu still refused to join the old monkey.
When Di Renjie brought a group of students to Jinchangfang, there was still some time before the Jingjie drum was beaten. Yun Chu brought a large group of children with all kinds of poor and strange looks to welcome them.
This also gave room for display of the cakes Di Renjie specially brought.
Seeing the children devouring their food, Yun Chu invited them to see the house that was being renovated with a forced smile on his face.
The place where the Big Wild Goose Pagoda is built is relatively high, so when you look up, you can see the houses shining in the sun.
These houses couldn't help but shine, mainly because Liu Yi and his craftsmen strictly followed Yun Chu's instructions and spent a night and a day painting all the exterior walls of the houses white.
It looks particularly large, clean and bright against the backdrop of a large area of mouse-gray houses.
The tall and magnificent gate of Jinchangfang is under construction in full swing. Just from the unfinished outline, you can see how glorious this golden phoenix will be once it is carved and polished.
Most of the houses in Jinchangfang have adobe walls and thatch roofs. Although they look shabby and shabby, they are clean beyond the expectations of Di Renjie and other students. Not to mention that the streets paved with bluestones are spotless.
Even the lintels and walls of each house are neat and orderly.
The clothes on the clothes of the residents who come and go are all the same color. Men wear light blue linen clothes, and women wear light blue linen skirts. Although the three characters "Deshenglong" in Douda are embroidered in silk yellow on the back,
Everyone is clean, the man looks neat and tidy with his hair in a bun, the woman has a wooden hairpin in her head, and her hair is neat, unlike the women in other houses, who are not only poor, but also slovenly and want to be embarrassed.
Feed the pigs in the ditch.
"What do the three words behind them mean?" Di Renjie looked at it for a long time and finally asked Yunchu.
"When you have nothing to sell, you can only sell your back."
"What do you mean by selling your back?"
"Have you seen the flagpoles of restaurants, brothels, and restaurants?"
"I've seen it before. Do you mean they sold the back to a gold shop called Deshenglong?"
Yun Chu grabbed Di Renjie and whispered: "They all like to show off their face, and they don't know what's going on but don't tell the truth."
Di Renjie took a long breath, his face turned pale, he clenched his fists and said, "This is too bullying."
Yun Chu said calmly: "Who made them poor? Being poor is the original sin."
A group of students became interested in the open water channel in Jinchangfang. Several students from the south squatted on the ground, scooped up the water with their hands and said to Di Renjie: "It's really surrounded by clear water. I'm honest."
Yun Chu smiled and said: "This water is drinkable."
Di Renjie took a taste of the water and said happily: "The water here is almost comparable to the water of the Chan River."
Yun Chu pointed to the resplendent Da Ci'en Temple and said, "This is the legacy of Queen Wende."
Everyone passed by the entrance of Daci'en Temple, looked at the fat Zhike monk standing at the entrance of the temple and smiled, and then looked at the group of skinny children following him. They all sighed and followed Yunchu to the house they were going to rent.
The house is very simple, with a bed, a table, a futon, and an oil lamp. The toilet is on a seepage pit not far away, and it doesn't look too dirty.
What surprised the students the most was that there was actually a pot of green garlic and a pot of leeks growing lushly in the house.
The windows are very large, and you can see Da Ci'en Temple from most places. Even if Da Ci'en Temple cannot be seen elsewhere, you can still see a dilapidated lotus pond.
One student looked at all the rooms and finally sighed: "It's too simple."
Di Renjie said: "I think this is a good place to study. The people here are pure and simple, and there is no stubbornness like other people in the city."
Yun Chu smiled and said: "The name of this place is called the humble room."
One student laughed and said: "It's really appropriate."
Yun Chu's face turned red, and Di Renjie couldn't bear to see it. Just when he was about to persuade him again, he heard Yun Chu yelling: "I'll serve you with pen and ink!"
Immediately, two handsome young men with clean clothes and ponytails came over carrying two basins of ink.
Yun Chu first dipped a thick brush in red paint and flicked it. The edge of the red paint was thrown to the wall, and every bit of it was bright and vivid.
Then he put the ink-stained brush into Di Renjie's hand and said: "Use these red pigments as the title to draw a plum blossom tree."
Di Renjie was stunned for a moment, looked at the red dots on the white wall, then looked at the brush in his hand, thought for a moment, sneered at Yun Chu, then pushed the thick brush against the wall, then picked it up with force, and suddenly,
Thousands of old plum branches with hundreds of knots jumped out on the wall, and then the wind blew randomly from left to right, and countless iron branches appeared out of the sky, passing through the red dots lightly.
After some gentle strokes, ink-colored stamens appeared in some red dots. Some red dots became larger after being soaked with ink. After a few more strokes, clusters of plum blossoms were connected and intersected with the iron branches.
, hidden from view, some red plums only had half left.
Looking up close, it still felt rough. After Yun Chu and the others stepped back five or six steps, a tree of red plum trees came into view. Some were connected to the tree, fighting fiercely with the flying snow proudly, and some were falling in colorful colors.
, like a warrior who died in battle, falling from the plum tree, there are also some red plums in bud, eager to join the battle group.
Yun Chu clapped his hands in admiration and said, "What a painting, plum blossom, and pride. Why don't you let me compose a poem on this red plum?"
All the students cheered loudly, and this unintentional competition aroused everyone's interest.
Just when Yun Chu was about to take the brush from Di Renjie's hand triumphantly, Di Renjie laughed and said: "When did you write the poem about plum blossoms? Is it you who wrote it, or did you spend a lot of money to sell it?
A certain family will definitely not let you get what you want today. Since this place is called a shabby room, then you should write a poem that makes people ignore this shabby place. If you write it well, I and other students will live here even if it is a pigsty.
, if the writing is not good, even if this is a beautiful place, we will leave in a hurry."
Yun Chu held the writing brush and said: "Poetry is nothing more than a trivial art. You must not indulge in this art. It will be of no use to our knowledge."
Di Renjie sneered: "Write it well, and then it's a trail."
Yun Chu looked at Di Renjie and said, "You really want me to write it?"
The students shouted loudly: "Write, if you don't write, you are not a son of man!"
Yun Chu said in a seductive voice: "If it were written out, would you really be willing to live here?"
The students said: "As long as you write poetry that makes us admire you, don't tell me that I will move in later. I will bring you the windows as well until the house here is full."
"Wouldn't this be too difficult for you? How about..."
"How about...your mother, you liar."
Yun Chu sighed, very satisfied with the performance of these fools. After thinking about it for a while, he felt that Liu Yuxi would not have any objections.
He took up his pen and wrote three words "Inscription on the Humble Room" beside the red plum.
He looked back at the waiting students and said, "A gentleman's words."
"Get out of here, your mother is so hard to catch, write quickly!"
Di Renjie did not participate in the scolding. He always felt that something was wrong, especially the cunning light flashing from the corner of Yun Chu's eyes, which made him feel guilty.
However, he gritted his teeth and persevered. It was not easy to come up with a poem that satisfied everyone. If Yun Chu could really write it, he would not be ashamed even if he gave in.
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"The mountains are not high, if there are immortals, they will be famous. If the water is not deep, if there are dragons, they will be spiritual."
This is a humble house, but I am kind to my virtue. The moss marks on the steps are green, and the grass is green on the curtains.
There are scholars who talk and laugh, and there are no white people who come and go. You can play the piano and read the golden scriptures.
There are no messy ears of silk and bamboo, and there is no laborious shape of documents.
Zhuge Lu in Nanyang, Yunting in Xishuzi.
Confucius said: What's so shameful?"
Yun Chu wrote "dragon and snake", and everyone just laughed at it at first. After a while, only a few people chanted along. When Yun Chu wrote Confucius said: How ugly is it? Even Di Renjie's voice disappeared.
Yun Chutian shamelessly wrote his name in the lower left corner of the article, and then added the year, month and day, making the "Inscription on a Humble Room" that could have made Liu Yuxi famous throughout the ages become Yun's masterpiece.
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Yun Chu handed the brush to the young man who was waiting for him, turned around and said calmly to Di Renjie and the other students: "Poetry Xiaodaoer, I will give you a short prose in parallel sentences as a souvenir.
Okay, now that we have guests here, you should come with me to taste the delicious food in Jinchangfang, I will not let you down."
Di Renjie stared at the "Inscription on the Humble Room" on the wall for a long time, and then said to Yun Chu: "The article is sophisticated, full of loyalty, neat sentence structure, clear rhythm, harmonious phonology, and the beauty of visual neatness.
But He Shao Zhi You is also a prose sentence.
The sentence structure is a combination of parallel and prose, which makes the article have a lively rhythm, the language is well-proportioned, and the reading is rhythmic, harmonious and melodious, with the beauty of music.
It is truly a good article, Yun Chu, if this article was written by you, Di would admire it!"
Yunchu smiled, pointed at Di Renjie and said, "I got this by chance in a dream, but it can't be considered true. Come on, come on, my cook has a bad temper. If we don't leave, there will be no food to eat."
