On the afternoon of leap August 23rd, Zhang Yuan went to Xi Zhang to invite his eldest brother Zhang Dai to a banquet hosted by King Binglin of Kuaiji. However, he saw his third brother Zhang E standing in front of the door and politely bowing to Lu Yun Gu. Zhang Dai from Xi Zhang last night
Several brothers came to Dongzhang to drink, but Zhang E didn't come. Zhang Yuan wondered why Zhang E didn't come to the banquet because he loved to join in the fun. Could it be that he had low self-esteem? Only now did he know that Zhang E's four-month-old son was sick.
The high fever persisted. Lu Yungu, a famous doctor in Shaoxing, was the best at pediatrics. Zhang E had some disagreements with Lu Yungu in the past. When he met Lu Yungu on the road, he always rolled his eyes and ignored him. Now, for the sake of his son, he has to put down his playfulness——
Watching Lu Yungu and the boy carrying the medicine bag go away, Zhang E said: "Today I know how good a doctor is, and I can really ask for him."
Zhang Yuan said with a smile: "Excellent medical skills lead to arrogance, otherwise you will be beaten."
Zhang E laughed loudly and said: "There is a joke. A doctor failed to treat a patient and was bound by his family. He escaped in the middle of the night and went to the water to escape home. When he saw his son reading "Pulse Jue", he shook his head and said: 'My son is reading
Medical books can slow things down, but learning to swim is more important. "I wonder if Lu Yungu's son has learned to swim?" Suddenly he realized that Lu Yungu was treating his son. This joke couldn't be told, so he asked Zhang Yuan what was going on and learned that he was going to Wang Siren's mansion.
He went up to drink, regardless of whether Wang Binglin invited him or not, and said: "Then I will go too. My traitorous son cried endlessly last night. If it weren't for my son, he would have been killed long ago. Go, go, let's drink together." Let Fu'er go in and report.
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Zhang Dai came out with his healthy servant Feng Hu. The three brothers and the four servants Wu Ling, Lai Fu, Neng Zhu, and Feng Hu walked towards Yuewang Bridge. Lai Fu carried a load of zhi gifts from Zhang Yuan to thank his teacher. People along the way
When seeing Zhang Yuan, everyone greeted him with a smile, "Xie Yuanlang" and Zhang Yuan returned the favor——
Zhang Dai said with a smile: "Jiezi, you really make me jealous. It was very exciting for me to win the national examination at the age of nineteen, but now you, the eighteen-year-old Xie Yuanlang, have to compete with me. I am not as good as the former health-care worker."
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Zhang E laughed and said, "How can you be bright when you are born with beauty?"
Zhang Yuan said with a smile: "What should I do? How about next spring, I give the top prize to my elder brother."
Zhang Dai laughed loudly.
It is more than three miles from Xi Zhang Zhuangyuandi to Yue Wangfu. Two miles beyond is Xinghuā Temple. In front of Xinghuā Temple, I met Uncle Yao Jian. Uncle Yao Jian also came to attend Wang Binglin's fame banquet. He said to the three Zhang brothers: "It was only at the end of the Shen Dynasty.
The feast hasn’t started yet, I’ll take you to meet someone, right behind the Xinghuā Temple—”
Zhang E said: "Beautiful nun?"
Uncle Yao Jian smiled and said: "The eldest son should have heard of Chen Hongshou, a talented scholar from Zhuji, named Zhanghou."
Zhang Dai said happily: "The painter Chen Zhanghou is a disciple of the famous Hangzhou master Lan Tianshu. I have seen Chen Zhanghou's paintings of Water Margin characters. They are so wonderful that even Ni Yuanlu admired them - why is Chen Zhanghou in Xinghuā Temple?"
Uncle Yao Jian said: "His mother died of illness in February this year, and his brother competed with him for land. Chen Zhanghou simply gave up all the property to his brother, and moved his newlywed wife from Zhuji to Kuaiji to settle down. The new county magistrate of Kuaiji was his father-in-law.
Well, the house I live in is the property of Xinghuā Temple, and I painted a picture of Vimalakīrti for the temple a few days ago.”
Zhang Yuan thought to himself: "Isn't Chen Hongshou the same as Chen Laolian? It is said that there was no such pen and ink in the three hundred years of the Ming Dynasty. Figure painting is a masterpiece. Well, go and see it."
The four Laifu people were waiting in front of the temple gate. The three Zhang brothers followed Uncle Yao Jian around to the back of Xinghua Temple. They saw several houses facing the river, surrounded by fences as high as one person, and old servants came to answer them.
When he saw it was Uncle Yao Jian, he opened the door to let them in and said, "My young master is painting."
Zhang Yuan followed Uncle Yao Jian to Chen Hongshou's study, where he saw a young Confucian scholar with a white crown and white robe concentrating on painting. The Confucian scholar was about eighteen or nineteen years old. Without raising his head, he only said: "Please sit down."
Paint on your own.
Of course, this Confucian scholar was Chen Hongshou. Zhang Yuan and others stood aside to watch him paint. The painting should be of Taoist gods and goddesses with red flowers and gorgeous feathers. Chen Hongshou wrote very quickly. He finished painting the face of a character in a moment, then straightened up and looked carefully.
Look at it carefully, and then write like the wind——
The sun set outside Baima Mountain, and the light in the study suddenly dimmed. Chen Hongshou was still concentrating on painting, only lowering his head a little. Then a maid came in to light a lamp. Zhang Yuan gently pulled the elder brother's sleeve, and talked with Uncle Yao Jian and Zhang E.
Exit together.
When he came out of the gate, Zhang E praised: "The painting is really good, the characters are vivid and lively, and the writing is unrestrained." Zhang E's father, Zhang Baosheng, is a famous calligrapher and painter. Although Zhang E has no knowledge or skills, he has been influenced by his ears and eyes since he was a child, and his appreciation ability is not low.
Zhang Yuan suddenly remembered that Chen Laolian was also a master of printmaking, and said, "I wonder if I can ask Chen Zhanghou to draw illustrations for our Hanshe Bookstore's book. The reprint of Feng Menglong's "Yu Shi Ming Yan" requires forty illustrations."
Zhang Dai said: "We will come back to him after the banquet is over."
There were a large number of guests in front of Wang Siren's house. There were more than thirty tables set up from the foyer to the hall. Wang Binglin was walking around, entertaining from all directions. When he saw Zhang Yuan and the four others, he exchanged some greetings and said, "Why did you come just now, Jie Zi? You
Follow me and sit inside." Arrangements were made for Zhang Dai, Zhang E, Yao Jianshu and Zhou Monong, and Zhang Yuan followed him into the inner courtyard——
Zhang Yuan asked Lai Fu to carry Zhi Li and go in with him, and came to the small courtyard on the west side of the inner courtyard. Zhang Yuan lived here three years ago when he learned eight-legged essay from Wang Siren. This can be called the West Chamber, the Yuedong Gate.
Next to it is the place where Mrs. Wang, Senior Sister Jingshu, Junior Sister Yingzi and other female family members live. There are six tables here, which are all members of the Wang family and relatives. Wang Binglin asked Zhang Yuan and his three wives and brothers to sit at the same table. Zhang Yuan said: "Senior brother,
Teacher Wang is far away in Yuanzhou, and I cannot thank him in person. I would like to kowtow to my wife, is it possible?"
Last year, nurse practitioner Zhang Yuan also went to Teacher Wang’s house to kowtow to his wife——
Wang Binglin said: "I'll ask first." He called a maid over and gave some instructions. The maid went and trotted back after a while to say: "Madam said it's no need. Madam knows Mr. Zhang's wishes."
, please eldest young master, please treat Mr. Zhang well."
Wang Binglin smiled and said to Zhang Yuan: "There are many guests today, and my mother also wants to accompany the female family members of the clan over there."
Zhang Yuan knew in his heart that Mrs. Wang was quite dissatisfied with him. Junior Sister Yingzi was not married at the age of eighteen. Wasn't it because of his delay? He nodded and said: "Senior brother, go greet the guests and don't worry about me. By the way, senior brother, my hometown trial production
Put it together with those gift boxes."
Wang Binglin said: "Then I will take it in first." He invited his three wives and brothers to have a few more drinks with Zhang Yuan, and then went.
Wang Binglin's two brothers-in-law and one brother-in-law are both good at drinking. They admire Xie Yuanlang Zhang Yuan very much. The three brothers took turns toasting to Zhang Yuan. The wine at today's banquet is Jinpanlu wine from Jinhua Mansion, which is better than Shaoxing bean wine.
The wine was very strong. Zhang Yuan did not dare to drink more, but it was not as enthusiastic as Wang Binglin's three wives and brothers. He drank a glass with each of them, then bowed and said: "Three dear brothers, I really can't drink. I will vomit and make a mess later."
It’s just disappointing.”
There was a plate of fried anchovies at the banquet, which was very delicious. Zhang Yuan could not help but recall the scene when the county magistrate Hou invited Teacher Wang to have dinner at the county government office. At that time, he and junior sister Yingzi were at the same table, and the junior sister was dressed as A delicate and handsome young scholar, her junior sister likes to eat shad very much. She ate both of the shad on the plate by herself——
"Master Zhang——"
A little maid came over quietly, gently tugged on Zhang Yuan's sleeve, and walked away.
Zhang Yuan drained the remaining wine in the cup, put a piece of anchovy into his mouth, and then stood up and said: "My dear friends, I'm too drunk to drink. I'm sorry. I'm sorry."
After leaving the small courtyard in the west chamber, Zhang Yuan saw the little maid standing under the wall of the courtyard with a few wild geese and red borders. When he came closer, the little maid said: "Mr. Zhang, my second lady wants to see you, please." Come this way." Lead Zhang Yuan around to the back of the small courtyard in the west wing. There is a small gate there, and beyond the small gate is the back garden——
The maid said: "Master Zhang, please wait a moment. My second lady will be here soon." After saying that, she left the door ajar and hurried away.
There were no lights, and there was no moon in the sky. There were only a few cold stars blinking in the eyes, and the back garden was dim. The faint light coming from the half-opened door could not sweep away the dense night. Zhang Yuan could not see anything, but he could smell it. The fragrance of the huā wood and the fishy smell of the earth, Zhang Yuan is most familiar with this scene from the novels and operas of the Ming and Qing dynasties. He has a private contract for life in the huā garden. Unfortunately, he is not an unmarried scholar, "The Romance of the West Chamber", " "Pearl Tower" are all specious——
Since the last time they hugged and kissed in the dark corner of Biyuanmu Pavilion, Zhang Yuan can no longer deceive himself and others and not face up to his feelings for Junior Sister Yingzi. Junior Sister Yingzi cannot marry another person. Only he can marry, but the name The problem was a big mountain that stood between them. Senior Sister Jingshu's words were still in her ears: "Zhang Jiezi, is there nothing you can do for a man like you? Do you really want my sister Yingzi to spend her whole life languishing for you?"
Zhang Yuan stood beside the ray of light coming from the crack of the door for a long time, like a stone statue. After a long while, the sound of footsteps came, and the little maid came back and said anxiously: "Mr. Zhang, I don't know where my second young lady has gone. The maid can’t find her——”
Zhang Yuan said: "It doesn't matter, you can go back. I'll stay here for a while. The flowers in this garden are very fragrant."
The little maid said, "I'll go look for you again, Mr. Zhang, don't worry."
Zhang Yuandao: "Don't go around asking people."
The little maid said, "My maid knows." She turned to leave when she suddenly heard someone laughing in the deep woods of the garden, and then said, "Qing Ping, I'm here."
Zhang Yuan and the maid Qing Ping were caught by surprise and were both startled. They quickly recognized that it was Wang Yingzi's voice. Qing Ping called out: "Second Miss——"
Wang Yingzi walked under the dim light, wearing a goose-yellow dress and holding a book in her hand. Her eyes were big and she said with a smile: "Qing Ping, please go out. It's okay."
The little maid Qing Ping said "Oh", looked at Zhang Yuan, then looked at the second lady, walked out of the back garden, closed the small door, and a line of light cut off the back garden, and the back garden suddenly became dark——
"Senior brother."
Wang Yingzi came closer, with a faint body fragrance, and put a soft hand into Zhang Yuan's palm. Zhang Yuan held it and chuckled: "I was shocked. Have you been watching me, junior sister?"
Wang Yingzi smiled and said, "Let's see if senior brother will get impatient and impatient waiting."
Zhang Yuandao: "It's so risky, a gentleman should be cautious about being alone."
In the darkness, Wang Yingzi smiled crisply and asked: "Senior Brother Cai was standing here motionless just now, thinking // What is the fastest text update on Shumilou - no ads // What?"
Zhang Yuandao: "Junior Sister is hiding in the dark and watching me standing here motionless. What is Junior Sister thinking about?"
Wang Yingzi lowered her voice and said: "Senior brother is not happy, isn't he——"
Zhang Yuandao: "I'm not unhappy, I'm just thinking about how to make my junior sister happy."
Wang Yingzi smiled, her depressed mood immediately cheered up, and said: "I am not unhappy, I have always been very happy. When I learned that my elder brother and senior brother Jie Zi were both in high school, I laughed for a long time." She held it in her hand.
The scroll of the book was gently pressed against Zhang Yuan's chest, "This is senior brother's provincial art test. I read the first seven chapters. Senior brother is really good at writing, pure and elegant, impeccable."
Although it was a heavy emotion, Zhang Yuan couldn't help but feel relaxed and happy when he saw the smiling junior sister Yan Yan, and said with a smile: "Junior sister is more talented and knowledgeable than me. Fortunately, junior sister is a woman and cannot take the exam, otherwise junior sister will have to take the exam."
He took away my Jieyuan."
Wang Yingzi smiled: "It's difficult. Senior brother has just learned and advanced rapidly. I can't catch up."
Zhang Yuandao: "I'm still here, aren't I?"
Wang Yingzi made no sound, and leaned close to Zhang Yuan, squeezing Zhang Yuan. Zhang Yuan hugged her, as if she was in the garden that evening. After a long while, Wang Yingzi took a long breath and chuckled:
"It feels so good, senior brother, my heart is pounding against me - senior brother, let's go over there and talk under the frame." After saying this, he smiled "chi" and said softly: "My mother has a sister over there.
Help me cover up my hesitation - senior brother, does this look like an affair?"
Junior Sister Yingzi is so arrogant with her words, Zhang Yuan was speechless.
Wang Yingzi held Zhang Yuan's hand and walked through the dim flowers and trees in the back garden. Wang Yingzi said, "I can walk everywhere in this garden with my eyes closed."
After staying in the dark for a long time, Zhang Yuan was able to distinguish objects dimly. He followed Wang Yingzi around a rockery and saw a huā shed. The huā leaves were withered and only the vine branches were left. There was a long wooden chair in the shed, and he was sitting on it.
Looking up from the chair, the sparse branches and dead leaves are dotted with bright stars. The stars on the autumn night become more and more brilliant as the night gets darker -
Wang Yingzi sat close to Zhang Yuan, pointed to the small lantern hanging on the wall of the garden not far away, and said, "That's the lantern I brought when I came out just now. Senior brother will use it to light the way later."
Zhang Yuan said: "No, I have to go back to the front yard later."
The two of them were sitting next to each other under the sparse huā shed, and they didn't really want to hug and make out. Of course Zhang Yuan restrained himself, but Wang Yingzi felt that it was very happy to be so close to Senior Brother Jiezi and keep him warm.
They talked for a long time, and it wasn't until a little maid appeared under the lantern on the garden wall over there calling "Second Miss, Second Miss, the banquet is over" that the two of them separated.
Wang Yingzi responded: "Wait a minute, I'll go back right away." He took Zhang Yuan's hand and walked back to the small door over there. When he said goodbye, he said: "Brother, I wish you a smooth journey to Beijing. Next spring, you will have many victories and show off your life."
Ambition." After a pause, he added: "I have just talked so much with my senior brother, so he must have understood what I mean."
The waning moon is like a hook, rising from the side of Xinghua Temple, casting a holy clear light, reflecting Wang Yingzi's eyebrows and eyes, which is particularly moving.
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