On the bank of Qujiang Pool, Shiqi Niang looked out the window and saw a group of people walking by the river bank.
Zhang Yue and Wang Anguo were walking there, and they saw the fields of lotus leaves on Jinming Pond in the warm spring light. They heard that on rainy nights, the people of Bianjing would come here specially to listen to the sound of rain hitting lotus leaves. This "Jinchi Night Rain" is also a special phenomenon in Bianjing.
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It happened that there was a spring rain in Jinming Pond last night, but in the daytime the sky was clear. Looking up to the edge of the pond, I saw the water droplets on the lotus leaves shining brightly, which was a first-class freshness for all things.
Zhang Yue looked at the green willows and jade buildings beside the pond from a distance. There were many tourists going for an outing on the shore, many of them were men and ladies. The environment here was quiet and quiet, and there were even people fishing by the pond.
As for the Linshui Hall facing the north, it was guarded by the imperial army. Emperors and ministers often came here to watch water plays.
Zhang Yue and Wang Anguo walked from the quiet west bank to the lively east bank. There were many colorful sheds set up here. People gathered here to watch the water swings, compete for bids, etc. There were also many vendors who had opened their businesses in the imperial garden. It was a beautiful place.
A noisy scene.
Wang Anguo was fat and could not walk for a long time. The two of them walked for a while and were resting by a stall. Wang Anguo was sweating profusely. Zhang Yue was sitting nearby and happened to hear the sound of an argument.
The two stepped forward and saw that a stall owner was making a noise with his customers.
It turned out that the stall owner was selling calligraphy near the lake, but the tourist accidentally spilled the ink in the inkstone, resulting in dots of ink stains all over a large piece of paper.
The stall owner grabbed the tourist and asked him to pay for the ink and paper, but the tourist refused.
Zhang Yue smiled and picked up his pen while the stall owner was arguing with the tourists.
The stall owner was holding the tourists back when he saw Zhang Yue was so surprised and asked: "What are you doing..."
However, Zhang Yue examined the distribution of ink marks and wrote two lines of poetry.
Wang Anguo on the side took a look at the lake and mountains beside Jinming Pond, smiled and said: "The lotus leaves connecting the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red. This poem is very suitable for the scene, and it is endless aftertaste. Even a poem that I got by chance is like this.
, let alone doing it seriously? Saburo is really a great talent!"
Zhang Yue said with a smile: "Brother Pingfu, it's funny."
The stall owner on the side was even more surprised and said: "Xiao Langjun's good calligraphy is far better than mine. My one calligraphy only costs twenty dollars, while Xiao Langjun's calligraphy is at least two hundred dollars. Xiao Langjun saved my life."
I really don’t know how to be grateful."
As he said this, the stall owner touched his whole body, and then said with shame: "We haven't opened today yet, and we haven't provided food and clothing yet. I only have this one hundred and fifty money, please accept it."
Zhang Yue and Wang Anguo looked at each other and smiled.
Zhang Yue smiled and said: "Seeing that you are also a kind person, I will give you this word as a gift. But please find someone who knows the goods to sell this word!"
The stall owner quickly said: "How does this make..."
Zhang Yue put the money on the stall without saying anything and left with Wang Anguo.
Zhang Yue and Wang Anguo chatted all the way and came to a place selling porcelain.
But I saw that the stall owner had all kinds of porcelain on display and hired people to look after them.
Zhang Yue glanced at it casually for a few times, and Wang Anguo said to Zhang Yue: "Sanlang, look, there is sky celadon porcelain from Ru kiln."
Zhang Yue followed Wang Anguo's gaze and saw a porcelain vase as blue as the sky and as bright as a mirror placed there.
The stall owner on the side said enthusiastically: "This official is a connoisseur of goods. This is exactly the sky celadon. It was originally an imperial product in the palace and was selected by the emperor. This porcelain has the same color as the future after the rain passes through the sky and the clouds are clear."
, that’s exactly what this porcelain is.”
Zhang Yue understood that when Ru kiln brought in sky celadon and presented it to Chai Shizong for ceremony, Chai Shizong saw the porcelain and commented: "After the rain passes through the sky and the clouds are clear, the color of the porcelain is like a sign of the future."
Zhang Yue looked at the color of this porcelain vase, which was really like the clean sky after the rain. The sight made him feel relaxed and happy, as if the sky had cleared up after the rain and the clouds had cleared and the fog had dispersed.
The stall owner saw Wang Anguo's expression and knew that he was interested, so he added: "My lord, look at this porcelain as thin as paper, the body of the bottle is fine and fine with fine lines, and the sound when struck is like a chime. Most importantly, look at the sky blue, it is from your kiln."
The finest glaze color. Rumor has it that this glaze color must be fired only on rainy days. It is really something you can only come across."
Zhang Yue's heart moved after hearing the stall owner's words and he whispered: "The sky is blue waiting for the smoke and rain, and I am waiting for you. The smoke from the kitchen is rising thousands of miles across the river."
Wang Anguo looked back and asked: "Is Sanlang composing music? What is the name of this song, and why have I never heard of it?"
Zhang Yue said melancholy: "I made it by chance. The azure porcelain glaze you mentioned needs to wait for misty and rainy days before it can be fired. Isn't it just like a man and a woman who wait for everything but rarely see each other?"
Wang Anguo smiled and said, "Does Sanlang have a sweetheart?"
Zhang Yue, who had been ill for a long time, said: "It may be that the man is in love and the concubine is unintentional."
Then Zhang Yue added to himself in his heart that he just had a good impression, not to say he liked her.
Zhang Yue immediately inquired and asked, "How much does celadon cost today?"
"Thirty guan! No two prices!"
At this...this price, no matter how much Wang Anguo liked Zhang Yue, he could only resign.
Zhang Yue and Wang Anguo continued to browse the stalls, but heard a burst of cheers.
Zhang Yue heard the sound and looked around, only to see two painted boats moored on the pond, with swings standing on them.
The male actor in a single shirt climbed onto the swing and swung steadily, getting higher and higher. Then he performed various acrobatics on the swing. The princes of the left and right military courts played drums and flutes to win over the common people sitting in the colorful shed.
The businessmen couldn't help but cheer.
But when the swing was level with the swing frame, the male artist suddenly jumped into the air. Amid the exclamations of men, women, old and young, he did several somersaults in the air, and then threw himself into the pool.
There were several official-looking people standing by to judge.
Zhang Yue saw many maids in the palace near the water opening the bead curtains and looking at the swings, chatting and laughing.
Zhang Yue and Wang Anguo watched this scene and continued to visit the stalls.
Wang Anguo suddenly said: "I still can't bear to part with that celadon. If someone buys it, I won't be able to sleep tonight."
Zhang Yue said: "In that case, I will collect some money and give it to you."
Wang Anguo smiled and said, "Thank you very much, Sanlang."
The two of them turned back to look for the celadon vendor.
At this moment, there were already a lot of people around Jinming Pond. People were coming and going, and the two of them seemed to be struggling to walk against the pedestrians.
When Wang Anguo arrived panting, he saw a man in front of the stall, who seemed to be interested in the celadon and was bargaining with the stall owner.
Wang Anguo also hurriedly stepped forward.
Zhang Yue was also standing aside, but at this moment he felt a gaze from beside him looking towards him.
Zhang Yuechu didn't pay attention at first. He was probably just a passerby looking at porcelain with him. After the other person looked away for a moment, he felt that the other person seemed to be looking at him again.
Zhang Yue couldn't help but look, but saw that the other person had a scarf on his head, a narrow-sleeved gown with a leather belt around his waist, and shoes. Although he was wearing men's clothing, Zhang Yue could tell that the other person was a woman.
During the Sui and Tang Dynasties, women's clothing and men's clothing were popular, and the Song Dynasty also inherited it.
But seeing the person's radiant face, Zhang Yue knew at a glance that she was a beautiful lady. After Zhang Yue found out that the person was a woman, he didn't dare to look at her more, and looked away with a blush on his face.
But hearing the other party's gentle smile, Zhang Yue couldn't help but wonder, did he forget to wash his face when he went out today?
"Akiro!"
Zhang Yue couldn't help turning his head when he heard this.
But when he saw the other party, he said, "Farewell to the Huai River. Are you okay, Zhang Lang?"
