Chen Jiru, who burned his Confucian crown at the age of twenty-nine and was determined to take the imperial examination, is already fifty-seven this year. He has shaved cheeks and is as thin as a plum blossom. He wears a bamboo crown on his head and a Taoist robe. He rode a big-antlered deer to the door of the Dong Mansion.
There is a cloth bag hung on the diagonal corners of the big horned deer tree. There are two volumes of paintings in the bag. One volume is Ni Yunlin's masterpiece "Red Wild Geese and Cypress Boats" that Chen Jiru recently bought for a lot of money, and the other volume is a recent painting by Chen Jiru himself.
"Horizontal and Sloping Plum Blossom Picture"——
Chen Jiru and Dong Qichang were close friends. This time he was delighted with the paintings of the famous predecessors. He was quite proud of his "Horizontal and Sloping Plum Blossoms" painting, so he rode a big-antlered deer from Dongshe Mountain to Dong Mansion in Huating to invite his old friend
Tasting of Dong Qichang.[]
Chen Jiru regards this big-antlered deer as a treasure. This deer originally belonged to an old doctor in Shaoxing countryside. The old doctor tied the big-antlered deer in a cage, hung a gourd and medicine vat on its horns, and rode the deer around to practice medicine. Zhang Rulin saw it and used three
Ten taels of silver bought the big-horned deer, but Zhang Rulin was fat. The big-horned deer carried Zhang Rulin after walking hundreds of steps and stopped to pant. Zhang Rulin gave the deer to Chen Jiru. Chen Jiru was thin, and the big-horned deer could not carry him very well.
It took a lot of effort to travel several miles. Chen Jiru was overjoyed. When he was in Hangzhou, he saw the beautiful lakes and mountains, the long embankments and deep willows. Chen Jiru walked across the six bridges of the West Lake and between the three villages across the six bridges of the West Lake.
It was ten years ago that Zhang Dai called himself "Mi Gong", and Zhang Dai's couplet "Mei Gong crosses the deer, the autumn wind blows in Qian Yong County" was from that time -
The big-antlered deer was followed by a boy and a servant. When Chen Jiru got off the deer in front of the Dong Mansion, the servant hurriedly stepped forward to support him. Chen Jiru took off the cloth bag from the deer's antlers and ordered: "Take good care of this deer and find some grass to feed it."
"Seeing a servant in green clothes and a small hat walking out of Dong's mansion, he bowed and said: "Mr. Mei——"
When Chen Jiru looked at it, it was Zong Yishan. He used to be a book boy in the painting Zen room. He was very intelligent. Chen Jiru also admired his calligraphy. Now that Zong Yishan has grown up... he has become a lowly servant who answers the door.
, Chen Jiru heard about Zong Yishan's relationship with Zhang Rulin's grandson. Because Dong Zuchang had a grudge against Zhang Rulin's grandson, he deliberately punished Zong Yishan for doing this lowly service -
Chen Jiru shook his head... and said: "Yishan, later I will plead a favor for you in front of Mr. Dong. With your talents, I can't stand even if you answer the door here."
Zong Yishan smiled bitterly and said: "Thank you Mr. Mei, don't bother." He thought to himself: "Dong and his son hate me to the core. If I hadn't already been well-known...and Dong Zuchang still wanted to keep me so that he could humiliate me from time to time, maybe I would
He has been killed by Dong's men. Although the master is guilty of beating his slave to death, there is nothing wrong with him dying of a sudden illness."
Chen Jiru let the boy hold the cloth bag, swung his sleeves, and followed Zong Yishan into the Dong Mansion. Dong's servants had already come in to announce that they had waited for a while in the foyer... Dong Qichang came out and said with a smile: "
Brother Zhong Chun, do you have any other masterpieces that you would like me to appreciate?"
Chen Jiru said: "I have recently obtained a painting scroll by Ni Yunlin...I would like to share the appreciation with Brother Xuanzai."
Chen Jiru and Dong Qichang are from the same hometown. Dong Qichang is three years older than Chen Jiru. They became county students in the same year and have been friends for decades. Dong Qichang took the provincial high school examination the following year after Chen Jiru bid farewell to the examination room at the age of 29, and then they were together in spring.
Jie's reputation in calligraphy and painting has gradually surpassed that of Chen Jiru. In this world, the imperial examination is the first to become famous, and the imperial examination can lead to high school... He is also good at calligraphy and painting, so he will naturally become famous all over the world -
Dong Qichang welcomed Chen Jiru into the Xuanshangzhai. The Xuanshangzhai collected a large number of authentic calligraphy and paintings by famous artists of the past dynasties, including Zhong Yao's "Huan Shi Biao", "Li Ming Tie", Dong Yuan's "Xiaoxiang Picture", "Yunshan Picture", Fan
Kuan's "Travel in Streams and Mountains" and "Snow Mountains", as well as many authentic works by Su Huang and Mi Cai and a large number of calligraphy and paintings by famous Yuan and Ming dynasties...the richest collection can be found in Jiangnan.
The paintings of Ni Yunlin, one of the four masters of the Yuan Dynasty, were Dong Qichang's favorite. Looking at the painting "Swan Geese and Cypress Boats" brought by Chen Jiru, Dong Qichang did not look at the title but only looked at the painting and said: "This painting is desolate and simple.
Jingmu Xiaoshu should be Ni Zan's work after he turned fifty.
Chen Jiru said with a smile: "Brother Xuanzai's eyes are as bright as a torch. Ni Yunlin believed in the Quanzhen religion after he was forty-eight years old. This is exactly what he painted after he became a believer."
Dong Qichang said: "Ni Yunlin withered his pen and ink, did not seek resemblance in form, was extremely simple and light, detached and elegant. I cannot reach this state of mind." He chanted: "The short and long bridge outside Gusu City, the mist and rain are empty and it is late.
Chao. I used to have fun here when I was carrying wine. When I was drunk, I would ride on the river and the moon while lying down and playing the flute."
Chen Jiru smiled and said: "Brother has learned a lot and memorized it well. I can recite Ni Yunlin's Shihu poems eloquently. I admire him. My reputation today is far better than that of Ni Yunlin."
Dong Qichang waved his hands repeatedly and said: "How dare you, Zhong Chun does not seek fame and fame, he devotes himself to calligraphy and painting, and future generations will evaluate him above Brother Fool."
Chen Jiru said with a smile: "Who can know the reputation in future generations? I only know that a high official is an immortal."
Dong Qichang said: "I am a commoner like Shen Chun, where is the official position!"
Chen Jiru gave up with a smile and showed Dong Qichang his "Horizontal and Sloping Plum Blossoms". Dong Qichang looked at it for a long time and praised: "Zhong Chun's painting of plum blossoms, exquisite dotting and dyeing, is already a masterpiece. This painting is even more like splashing ink and wild cursive, but it has its own characteristics."
There are laws and regulations, which are both bold and rigorous, and the frankness seems to be floating in the air."
Chen Jiru was very happy. Dong Qichang's taste was very discerning, and he was able to point out his pride. The old friends stayed in Xuanshangzhai, reading books and discussing paintings until dusk. Dong Qichang wanted to stay with Chen Jiru for dinner, but Chen Jiru politely declined.
He said: "No need, it's just right to take advantage of the sunset to cross the deer back to Sheshan."
Dong Qichang had something to do at night, so he didn't force him to stay. Yin Yin sent him out of the house. When Chen Jiru saw Zong Yishan who answered the door, he said to Dong Qichang: "Brother Xuanzai, this Zong Yishan is a small but talented person. It's okay to just punish him for his past mistakes."
Come on, let him go back to the study to wait, otherwise I will always feel uneasy when I come to your house to see him answer the door, it would be too humiliating."
Dong Qichang smiled and said: "It's easy to talk to. Zhong Chun intercedes for him. How dare I disobey him."
Seeing Chen Jiru get on the deer and leave with a boy and a servant, Dong Qichang turned back to his house. When he passed by Zong Yishan, he sneered and said: "From tomorrow onwards, go clean the stables and don't show your eyes here."
Zong Yishan knew that Chen Meigong's intercession for him would be counterproductive. Sure enough, but for the sake of his parents, he still had to endure it. He bowed his head and said, "Yes."
The Xihong Hall has two floors and three couplets, with curved rooms and secret rooms on both sides. It was Dong Qichang's leisurely retreat. In front of the hall, there are sparse flowers and trees, a half-acre small pond attracts clear running water, and there are fields of lotus leaves and lotus flowers in full bloom. The faint scenery of the building is revealed.
Under the light and dim moonlight, it looks like a picture—
In such a beautiful night, Dong Qichang did not have the elegance to write books and paintings, but was in a mood of ecstasy... euphemistically called health preservation. Dong Qichang painted in the painting Zen room, appreciated and collected in the Xuanshangzhai, and this opera hall is
The place where Dong Qichang practiced Fang Zhongshu... The secret rooms on both sides of the room housed more than twenty beauties and maids for him to play with. Originally, no outsiders were allowed to enter this opera hall, but tonight there was an outsider here.
, he is still a monk, and his huge bald head is shiny and shiny, which looks particularly touching under the candlelight. This monk's surname is Chen, and his given name is Binzhu... His Buddhist name is Xufan. He was specially recommended by an official named Kang in Shanghai to flatter Dong Qichang. Monk Chen Binzhu
He had no official certificate and no monk status. He claimed to be a hundred years old, but he looked only thirty or forty years old. In front of Dong Qichang, the official Kang praised the strange monk's tactics. He didn't need any strength to move, and his penis could breathe and stretch by itself...
During wartime, it could make a woman spread her hands, close her eyes, and die happily. This made Dong Qichang, who was already in his sixties and physically weak, very tempted, so he invited the strange monk Chen Binzhu to the Xihong Hall... to be treated as a distinguished guest, and to ask for advice on health-preserving techniques——
Chen Binzhu, who claims to be a hundred-year-old divine monk, said: "I see that Dong Qichang has a good temperament, so he must take some medicine to cheer up, right?" You don't need to look at the good looks of Dong Qichang, you can tell it when you see that Dong Qichang is very old and has such a large group of concubines.
I can’t do it without taking medicine——
Dong Qichang said solemnly: "To be honest, Master, Dong has been taking Guyuan Dan and Baizhan ointment regularly since he was fifty years old."
Chen Binzhu said: "If you take medicine, you will fall into inferior status, and taking it for a long time will not be effective."
Dong Qichang thought so.
Chen Binzhu added: "I have a secret technique that has been passed down to the Western Regions. After practicing it, not only can I not tire of guarding women at night, but I can also live longer."
Dong Qichang said respectfully: "I am about to ask the master for advice."
Chen Binzhu looked at the beautiful maidservant who was thin and fat in the theater, and he was already very erotic... and said: "I have a wonderful method that cannot be explained in words-"
Dong Qichang pondered for a while, these beauties and beauties are not his wives and concubines, they are just cauldrons in terms of Fangzhongshu. Since they are cauldrons, why not let this monk use them... He can also learn the secret skills of different monks from them.
The cauldron that the monk had polluted was driven out of Xihongtang, and he said: "There are seven women here, please choose one of them, Master."
The seven beautiful maids standing aside looked at each other in confusion, and all of them shrank back, fearing that they would be chosen by the monk. However, they heard the hundred-year-old monk say: "How can one woman show off the magic of my secret art from the Western Regions? Three
Just one."
Dong Qichang frowned slightly, then said with a smile on his face: "Well, Huamei, Lizhu, and Yumo, you three are here to serve Master Xufan."
Three of the seven beautiful maids immediately knelt down and begged: "Master, this maid only wants to be treated by Master Dong Qichang." He Yan Yuese said: "Have a good life, Master, and each of you will be rewarded with one tael of silver——", her voice sank.
, said: "If you dare to disobey and disobey, you will be severely beaten and punished as a servant under the stove."
The three maids did not dare to say anything. They all entered Dong's house when they were twelve or three years old. They have always served Master Dong alone, but now they are asked to serve this monk. Of course they are reluctant. Although they are lowly maids,
They are also ashamed, but since the master has spoken, how dare they not obey.
The foreign monk Chen Binzhu smiled at the three maids and said, "Don't be reluctant. Once you have tasted my tricks, I guarantee that you will be in a fairyland and never tire of it.
Dong Qichang felt quite sinister when he heard the monk's words. It didn't sound like what an eminent monk said. However, Dong Qichang didn't ask the monk for advice on Buddhism and Zen. Instead, he learned his Fang Zhongshu. He said with a smile: "Then let's invite the master."
If you want to show me your magical power, please come to the Qufang here—"
At this time, I heard a maid downstairs shouting: "Master, eldest son, the second master wants to see the master."
Dong Qichang said angrily: "Didn't I tell you not to disturb me at this time?"
The maid downstairs said tremblingly: "Go back to the master, the eldest son said there is something big going on. Mr. Bu who was sent to Qingpu was beaten up by a man named Zhang Yuan."
Dong Qichang was shocked and angry. It was Zhang Yuan again. His old debts from previous years had not been settled, and he dared to bully me, Mr. Dong, again. He responded: "Let them come in."
Chen Binzhu, a hundred-year-old Yin monk, shouted: "Donor Dong—"
Dong Qichang was not in the mood to discuss Fang Zhongshu for the time being, so he said, "I'll ask the master for advice tomorrow." Seeing Chen Binzhu's face with a look of hesitation, he added, "Huamei, please wait for the master first." There was only one maid on the left and right, so he gave it to him.
What does this monk deserve?
Dong Qichang's mastery of both calligraphy and painting did not affect his desire to learn Fangzhongshu in his later life, that's all...!