Under the snowflakes flying all over the sky, there are winding corridors, lonely ponds with residual lotus, solemn ancient temples, floating incense, melodious bells, seven-foot black silk as black as ink, and nine feet as white as snow.
The shaku-long train, the twelve gorgeous unlined garments. There is also the hunter's black hat, wide long sleeves, pink face and black teeth, Noh music and dance, Japanese songs and haiku, endless elegant style, endless coquettishness and glitz, which constitute
The charming Heian era.
But Chen Ke just wanted to escape from this hellish place as soon as possible. This trip to Japan made him realize deeply that there was really only one place on earth in the eleventh century suitable for people like him who like to enjoy themselves, and that was the Song Dynasty!
But the Japanese minister's solicitation to stay was so enthusiastic that he spent a lot of effort to satisfy their wish to chase stars, and finally confirmed the return date... Of course he could just ignore it and leave, but when he comes
Why did you go to Kyoto this time? Didn’t you want to defraud Sado Island?
These days, he has been hanging around among the officials and ladies all day long, and it seems that he has not done anything serious, but in fact, he has put in a lot of effort without showing any trace:
The lucky ship was full of silk, porcelain, tea, as well as the Four Treasures of the Study, utensils and curios, all gifts he prepared for the nobles in Kyoto... These things were already very precious, and in addition, they were given by the number one scholar of the Song Dynasty.
Naturally, every piece is priceless. Whatever I receive is collected as a family heirloom.
Even more precious are his calligraphy and inscriptions. According to later statistics, Chen Ke stayed in Tokyo for thirty-one days, and was invited to write a total of 770 inscriptions, compose 330 poems, and write 211 lyrics.
Eighteen volumes, and more than thirty parallel essays. In the history of world literature, there has never been such a productive literati in a short period of time. And there are many works that have been handed down from generation to generation.
Well, in fact, these poems and articles are not his impromptu works, but his accumulation over the years. Don’t forget, who did he grow up with and who was his teacher? During the more than ten years of schooling,
For years, he had to sing poetry with these literary giants, or at least future literary giants, almost every day, so he naturally accumulated a lot of poems. No matter what the situation, he could easily pick it up to suit the occasion...
In addition, the famous poems he borrowed from Lao Xin, Lao Jiang, Lao Li, and Lao Lu made his thousands of poems and essays above the standard shine and shine...
From then on, such a scene often appeared in the city of Kyoto, Japan. A thin noble prince with a sick face. He weakly supported the shoulders of his maid and watched the gorgeous autumn chrysanthemums in the Buddhist temple. A gust of west wind blew the fallen leaves across his face.
I couldn't help but cough a few times and moaned in a low voice:
'There is no way to lose one's soul, the west wind blows behind the curtain. People are thinner than yellow flowers...'
Looking down again, I found that the white silk scarf wiping the corners of my mouth was stained with light blood.
The young girls and ladies in Huaichun sang "Flowers float and water flows. One lovesickness, two worries. There is no way to eliminate this feeling. Only when I lower my brows, it is in my heart..." has been sung ten thousand times.
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Looking at his cheeks again, two ditches were opened by the tears of lovesickness, and then he fainted due to excessive excitement.
Of course, the women in deep boudoir want to sing "Looking for each other. Desolate and deserted, miserable and miserable." Of course, tears are inevitable, and fainting is also inevitable.
In short, Chen Ke used an ultra-dense saturation attack to complete the cultural invasion of Japan during the Heian period. It also allowed him to establish his lofty position in Fuso for thousands of years...
Of course, he did not expect such an effect. In fact, his original intention was just to let the Japanese give Sado Island as a gift. To this end, he used gorgeous poems to compare Sado Island to
His own island of love lets all the noble ladies in Kyoto know that his love with Miss Liu was sublimated there.
He also expressed his strong desire to visit Sado Island again in the future... It is a good idea to come back and never reciprocate. I have given you such a generous gift, but it depends on how you repay it!
But in Japan, there is only one person who has the final say, not the emperor, but Guan Bai!
Chen Ke waited and waited, and finally got the chance to face Yoritsu alone.
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The day before his departure, Fujiwara Yorimichi held a banquet to see him off at his residence, Koyo-in.
After the banquet, Laitong invited Chen Ke to the back house for tea. The two of them got rid of the nobles who wanted to cling to Chen Ke and came to the warm pavilion on the rockery near the water in the back garden.
Under the wooden floor of the warm hall, there should be heating facilities such as earth dragons. Chen Ke sat on it according to Tang customs and did not feel cold at all. There was a female prostitute playing behind the screen, using a single-stringed instrument to play
Drowsy harmony.
Chen Ke was sitting in the guest seat, and the old man sitting opposite him was Sekihaku Fujiwara Yorimichi, the most powerful person in Japan who established the heyday of the Fujiwara clan with his father, Fujiwara Michinaga, and the left minister who had been regent for more than 40 years.
Unlike those younger generations who put on makeup and shaved their eyebrows, Yorimichi's face is still original. He wears loose and lightweight monk robes. Although he is thin, old and full of wrinkles, he still looks very strong.
He has the qualifications to be unique and no one dares to say anything.
Otherwise, it would have been impossible for Fujiwara Yorimichi to have lived twice as long as the average lifespan of the minister, without feeling like the sun was declining. His old wrinkled eyes were narrowed to a slit at the moment, looking at Chen, who was tall and handsome.
Ke, I don’t know what I’m thinking about.
To the right of the two of them, Fujiwara Yorimichi's side room, Akizuki Palace, is performing a Japanese tea ceremony. Her body is embroidered with bird and tree patterns, but the twelve singles are as thin as silkworm wings, obviously much lighter than those worn by ordinary ministers.
, of course, the price is so high that only the Guan Bai family can afford it.
Watching Qiuyue Palace performing the entire tea ceremony, Chen Ke remained calm on the surface, but secretly curled his lips, thinking that this skill was far inferior to that of my little Shuang'er.
But as an idol all over Japan, Chen Ke naturally cannot be rude. Qiuyue Gong gently turned the tea bowl twice and pointed the pattern on the tea bowl towards him. This is the Tang Dynasty gift of tea. Chen Ke naturally responded with the Tang Dynasty ritual... took it with both hands.
Pass the tea bowl, gently turn it up on both sides, face the pattern on the bowl to the person offering tea, and then raise the tea bowl to forehead level to show return gift.
Then he picked up the tea cup and sniffed the aroma of the tea intoxicatedly. As a result, the strong aroma of the tea soup made him almost sneeze. He had to endure it again and again before he suppressed the image-destroying sneeze.
Then "turn the tea bowl three times and sip slowly", that is, drink it all in three times. When drinking the tea, you should also make a squeaking sound in your mouth to indicate that the drink is very fragrant and to show appreciation and praise to the owner... This is not a Tang ritual, but
It was invented by the Japanese. It is similar to the ancient Romans who had to burp vigorously at banquets.
After the tea was served, Fujiwara Noriichi picked up his pen and slowly wrote some parting words. Like Fujiwara no Kiyoshi, he only knew Chinese characters and could not speak Chinese. During Chen Ke's stay in Kyoto, he was proficient in Chinese.
The monk acted as translator, but Master Guan Bai obviously did not want anyone else to participate in this conversation.
Chen Ke also wrote in response, and his words were filled with gratitude.
This made Fujiwara Yorimichi feel very proud and asked him with a smile: 'What do you think of Fuso?'
Chen Ke thought for a while and wrote:
‘The country is compared to the Central Plains country, and the people are the same as those in ancient times.
The system of clothes and clothes of the Tang Dynasty, and the rituals and music of the emperor and his ministers of the Han Dynasty.
Silver urns store sake, gold knives and plain scales.
Every year in February and March, peaches and plums come from Yangchun.’
This is actually a poem written by the Japanese envoy Tarima during the Ming Dynasty, "Reply to the Emperor Ming's Question about Japanese Customs." It was so self-proclaimed that Zhu Yuanzhang cut him half to death on the spot.
Damn it, the little Japanese country dares to claim that it is the orthodoxy of the Han and Tang Dynasties. Doesn’t it mean that China is not pure anymore?
But it was the perfect way for Chen Ke to flatter Fujiwara Yorimichi. As expected, the old man’s beard stood straight up with joy. He applauded repeatedly but didn’t dare to praise him. After a long while, he asked cautiously: “Your poem is really wonderful.”
, I love it very much, but I don’t know what the phrase "golden swords and plain scales" mean?"
Only then did Chen Ke realize that grandma's grandsons were vegetarians. At this time, he had two choices. One was to tell him that "vegetarian scales" were not fish, but meant that you used rice to make fish cakes. This thing
It is a famous snack of the Heian period, but no one cuts it with a golden knife. Of course, poets are romantic and informal in nature, and appropriate exaggeration is allowed.
However, he did not deal with it so easily, but chose a more difficult method. He wrote: 'I ate a famous dish in Changgang City, called 'Yu Sheng', and I was deeply impressed...'
The ministers have not eaten this dish for decades. It took a while for Fujiwara Yorimichi to remember it. Fortunately, he is almost seventy. If it were those short-lived people, they would never have heard of what yusheng is.
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Since Chen Ke mentioned it, he naturally had to give an explanation, otherwise people would think the Japanese were stingy. Fujiwara Yorimichi wrote: 'The minister will not eat according to the order.'
'Is the samurai edible?'
'Can.'
'That's such a pity...' Chen Ke sighed softly.
‘Why?’ Fujiwara Yorimichi asked puzzled.
‘Eat fish and live forever.’ Chen Ke gave the answer.
"Ah!" Fujiwara Yorimichi's face showed a feeling of 'constipation for many years, but it was finally relieved'. He first chirped excitedly, and then leaned over to salute Chen Ke.
Chen Ke didn't help him, and because he didn't understand the language and didn't talk nonsense, he accepted Guan Bai and bowed to him. He just wrote on the paper: 'Why is Guan Bai doing this?'
'Thank you for solving the mystery that has troubled the old man for many years.' Fujiwara Yorimichi wrote with excitement: 'The lifespan of the minister is less than half that of the samurai. It turns out that it is because he did not eat fish!'
"More than that?" Chen Ke shook his head and listed several of the behaviors of these guys seeking death. He really wanted to make the Japanese minister healthy and live a long life.
Otherwise, how can we fight with those warriors who are as good as wolves and tigers?
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