The so-called female crown refers to a female Taoist priest, but with a Taoist crown on her head, she is a female Taoist priest with an ultimatum, which is completely different from Zhao Ran, a non-staff member.
In addition to setting up a strict three-level system of temples, palaces and courtyards, Taoist monasteries also set up Taoist nunneries in various states. The original intention of setting up Taoist nunneries was to satisfy the desire of female believers in the Ming Dynasty to become monks and practice Taoism. Later, when it developed, it often became
The "gold-plated" place for powerful women. If you practice Taoism in a nunnery, your status will be much higher, and the threshold of the people you marry will also be raised accordingly. This is due to the world's customs.
There is no need to elaborate on the appearance of the lady in front of me. She has an oval face with two big eyes, a graceful figure, a slender figure, and her height is about as high as Zhao Ran's eyebrows. This appearance is Zhao Ran's favorite in his life, and he can't help but look at her more.
After a few glances, she was dressed plainly, but she couldn't conceal her aura of luxury, and her every move and smile showed a certain elegance. A family that had not been rich for several generations would never have given birth to such a woman.
He was looking at the female crown, and the female crown was also looking at him curiously. Mr. Zhou pulled Zhao Ran out of the crowd, called the female crown to his side, and laughed in a low voice: "Brother Zhao, this time
She is my roommate's sister. She loves Brother Zhao's calligraphy very much. I would like to ask Brother Zhao to give me some ink, but I hope you won't refuse."
Zhao Ran said "Ah" and said ashamedly: "How dare you." He felt a little proud again in his heart.
Mr. Zhou took Zhao Ran to another empty case. Nv Guan took out a scroll from her sleeve and spread it out. It was an elegant landscape painting. In the painting, there are mountain springs flowing nearby, white gulls on the sandbank, and white gulls on the sandbank in the distance.
There are mountains and mountains, and a woman carrying a hoe load gradually disappears into the clouds and mist.
The female crown bowed her head to Zhao Ran and said softly: "This is my new work, and I would like to ask a guest from the mountain to inscribe it." After saying that, she personally polished the ink for Zhao Ran.
Master Zhou put his hands behind his back and watched quietly. The other masters naturally followed him step by step, with obviously unhappy expressions on their faces.
Zhao Ran took a deep breath, changed to a small wolf-hair pen, thought for a moment, then picked up the pen and wrote in the blank space of the painting:
Jianjia is pale and pale, and the dew is like frost. The so-called beauty is on the side of the water.
The sixteen small characters are written in regular script, elegant and graceful, extremely spiritual, and with a beauty by his side, Zhao Ran can be said to have performed at an extraordinary level.
Mr. Zhou sincerely praised: "Good calligraphy!"
But Nu Guan's face was slightly red, she stared at it for a long time, rolled up the scroll and put it away: "Thank you to the mountain guest for the ink."
Zhao Ran smiled: "Thank you for your love, as long as you like it."
Nu Guan pursed her lips and smiled and said: "My father will be back soon, and the little girl doesn't dare to stay for a long time. I heard that the guest in the mountain is in Wuji Courtyard, and the little girl is practicing in Suxin Temple. They are all from the same lineage, and there may be many places in the future."
It’s disturbing, but I hope the mountain guests won’t dislike it.”
Zhao Ran was overjoyed and said: "Welcome! Miss's paintings are also excellent..."
The female crown suddenly stuck out her tongue, stared at Zhao Ran mischievously and asked, "Is it true? Could it be that you don't mean what you say?"
Zhao Ran chuckled: "Don't worry, this statement comes from the bottom of my heart and is absolutely not false."
The two of them couldn't help talking and laughing, but they made the young masters beside them so angry that their eyes were filled with fire. The female crown did not dare to say anything more and turned to leave. The young masters stopped her and said hurriedly: "Sister Wenxiu, I'm here on a special trip this time.
I brought you a gift..."
Nu Guan's steps were nimble, and she directly dodged the blocks of the young masters, and said with a smile: "Brothers from the Zhu family are serious, but my little sister can't afford it. By the way, my little sister is already a monk, and her Taoist name is Yumo." The last sentence was unexpected.
He said it while looking at Zhao Ran.
After Zhou Wenxiu, or Taoist Yu Mo from Su Xin'an, left, Zhao Ran suddenly felt dejected and had no interest in singing and singing with those celebrities anymore. He just drank tea slowly and waited for Yu Zhiyuan's return.
Soon, Yu Zhiyuan and Zhou Fuzun returned together, and the scattered pavilion became lively again. After Zhou Fuzun saw Zhao Ran's eight characters "Indifferent and clear ambition, tranquility and far-reaching", he praised Zhao Ran repeatedly, and Yu Zhiyuan also drew a picture of swimming fish on the spot.
Playing with Lotus Pictures.
Because the journey was not close, Yu Zhiyuan and Zhao Ran did not have dinner at Beacon Villa. Instead, they went directly out of the village gate and got on the carriage to drive back. Mr. Zhou ordered someone to bring some snacks to the car, and the two sat in the carriage.
Use this to satisfy your hunger.
Yu Zhiyuan took out a banknote, handed it to Zhao Ran, and said: "The money given by the Lord Zhou to polish the Yaji pen is not much, but it is still a thoughtful gesture."
Zhao Ran took it and saw that it was a twenty-tael silver note. He stuffed it into his arms without any politeness. If it was Zhao Ran before, twenty-tael silver would be a lot of money to him, but now Zhao Ran
Although he already has a net worth of over ten thousand, this small amount of money is naturally not something to be judged. However, after all, this is the first money he has earned through writing in his life, so he is very happy.
Yu Zhiyuan said again: "To be honest, Zhou Fuzun held the elegant gathering in order to organize the great works of today's sages for collection or even to give away to others..." What he meant was that if what Zhao Ran did today
Zhao Ran had nothing to do with the fact that the writing appeared elsewhere, and even the price was publicly listed in the market.
Zhao Ran completely understood, and was slightly looking forward to it. He wondered what price his handwriting would be sold for in a few years.
Returning to Wujiyuan, Zhao Ran dragged his exhausted body, fell on the bed and fell asleep with his head covered. Jiao Tan and Zhou Huai had not returned to the mountain yet, and they were probably going to have to play in Guyang County for the second day. Tonight was because they were resting
, there is no need to clean it, you can rest assured that you can have a good sleep, and you can still have a good rest during the day tomorrow. Perhaps this is the only thing where the fire workers in the subdivided house are better than the fire workers in other houses.
Zhao Ran slept until three o'clock in the morning and even missed breakfast. He was so hungry that he had to go to the back kitchen of the restaurant to find some food. It was already past meal time, and the back kitchen was deserted except for one person.
The fireman in the restaurant was sitting at the door, choosing dishes. Zhao Ran went up to chat with him and asked if he could get some food to fill his stomach. The fireman glared and said, "When did you come here? Why didn't you come earlier?"
Zhao Ran apologized and smiled: "I'm really sorry, I slept past dinner, so I was late."
The fireman sneered disdainfully: "Then you go back to sleep and come back at night. There are rules for every room. If there are no rules, where will the rules come from? If you miss meals, just endure it, and you will have better memories in the future!"
Zhao Ran was furious and wondered why this guy was so stubborn. After all, they were all colleagues in the dormitory. Why was he so unwilling to be accommodating?
After thinking for a while, Zhao Ran held back his anger, took out a few copper coins from his sleeves, compared the last time he went to the trough room to ask for a long rope and an iron hook, collected ten coins, stuffed it into the hand of the fireman, and said: "
Please be accommodating."
The fireman's face softened slightly, he weighed the copper coins in his hands, turned around and went into the house. After a while, he came out with a meat-filled steamed bun and handed it to Zhao Ran.
Ten cents was exchanged for a meat-filled steamed bun, which was ten times more expensive than in the market outside. Zhao Ran was suffocating in his heart, but he couldn't say anything. He only vented his anger on the steamed bun and finished it in a few bites.
When it was time for dinner, Zhao Ran did not dare to be late and arrived at the dining hall on time. This time, Jiao Tan and Zhou Huai had also come back. Both of them were yawning at the dinner table. It was obvious that they had a great time in Guyang County.
Brother Guan did not sit in the middle seat facing north this time. Instead, he moved one seat to the side. The seat he originally sat in was empty, and everyone did not understand what he meant. Zhao Ran entered the dining hall and saw Brother Guan. Brother stood up and waved to him. Zhao Ran smiled and said hello. After passing by, Brother Guan pulled him to sit on the empty seat.
At this moment, more than ten people in the entire clean room and private room were dumbfounded, staring blankly at the scene in front of them. Guan Er shouted to the short and fat Huoju next to him: "What are you doing standing there, hurry up and give it to Brother Zhao." Take the food, remember, from today on, Brother Zhao will be the first to eat, then me. You are not allowed to use your chopsticks until we both start eating!"
Zhao Ran smiled faintly and said to Guan Er: "Brother Guan, what's the matter with this? Between you and me, what's the difference between first and second? Come, eat together, eat together."
He was polite, but he was very polite. After Chubby Huoju put the food in his bowl, he greeted everyone: "Don't be stunned, let's eat."
Taking a bite of rice with two pieces of braised pork, Zhao Ran ate quite comfortably. Although his identity had not changed and he was still a fire dweller in the subdivision, the change of position on the dinner table allowed him to regain some sense of time travel. The feeling of power in front of me is quite refreshing!
During the meal, Guan Er lay next to Zhao Ran's ear and reminded him quietly: Each of the water house and the fire house has a fire dweller who has expired for ten years and will go down the mountain to return home next month!