Everyone knows that Mr. Dongyue likes treasures, but among the many treasures, gold, silver, and jade are not Mr. Dongyue’s favorite. In comparison, calligraphy, painting, and antiques are better. Among all treasures, porcelain is Mr. Dongyue’s favorite.
Beloved.
Some people say that he cherishes porcelain as much as his life, which is a bit exaggerated.
But today, I saw that many of the treasures in the Cangzhen Pavilion were gone. There were only a few paintings and calligraphy, and the rest were all porcelain. This shows how much Mr. Dongyue loves porcelain.
There are many porcelains in front of us, all kinds and types. But the most common type is blue and white porcelain, with more than twenty pieces.
From this point of view, blue and white porcelain is Mr. Dongyue’s favorite.
The young masters present did not dare to relax when talking about the topic of "Yong Porcelain".
This is today’s theme. Every poem, every person, and every detail will be spread and become the topic of Suzhou and even the entire Jiangnan. Whether it is a tea house, a wine shop, an alley, or a flower house courtyard
, wherever there are people, they will talk about the poems written in Dongyue Mansion.
Some people become famous in Dongyue Mansion, while others become notorious for thousands of years due to a moment of negligence. Why do everyone try to come here instead? Isn't it just because this is the place where you can become famous the fastest?
Nowadays, everyone is thinking hard. Even if they have poems, they are reluctant to say them out easily. They always wonder if they can be modified, if there are better sentences?
And there is another reason why everyone is paying extra attention today, and that is the noble man upstairs. Is Princess Nishang watching? If she can be appreciated by the second prince, can she directly go to the capital to be crowned king and minister?
Everyone downstairs was thinking hard about poetry, but there was already a noise upstairs.
The layout of the upstairs is the same as that of the downstairs. There are fewer things on display, only a few pieces of precious blue and white porcelain.
However, just at that moment, a "clang, dang, dang, dang" sound was heard, and a blue and white porcelain vase half as tall as a person was pushed to the ground. The porcelain pieces shattered on the ground, and the scene was a mess.
Li Xiangyang's face instantly turned green when he saw such broken porcelain: "Are you crazy?! Do you know how much money this piece of blue and white porcelain is worth?"
Standing in front of him was a girl in her early twenties, dressed in palace attire, dignified and decent, but the angry look on her face made her lose a bit of her beauty. This girl is the colorful princess mentioned by Mr. Dongyue. If Xia Shang saw it, it would not be difficult
He recognized it as the woman who was sitting in the carriage when he sneaked into Suzhou City from the Lianyun Mountains.
"Am I crazy? You are the one who is crazy! Are you afraid? Afraid that I will ruin your good deeds, that I will prevent you from becoming a prince?"
"Nishang, you are no longer a child, don't act nonsense."
"Am I kidding? It's obviously you! You were still afraid of Father's reproach, so you actually wanted to sell me off so hastily. You already knew that I came to Suzhou, but you pretended not to know, just because you were afraid of Father's reproach."
"You should understand that this is the most critical time for my second brother. I can't make any mistakes."
"That's right! It's time for you to become the crown prince. You are afraid of any disturbance. You are afraid that I will not return to the capital. In the end, my father will blame you, so you want to marry me. Returning to the capital in this way is a waste of merit.
no?"
"Since you understand, you shouldn't follow my arrangements."
"Second brother, I have been following you since I was a child, how could you do this? For the sake of a prince, you don't care about my life or death? In the past, whenever I had any dissatisfaction, you would always follow my wishes. Why now... now...
Turned into a tool to please the father? Is the prince so important?"
Li Xiangyang's expression remained unchanged, but he lowered his head slightly, and his voice became much darker: "Is the prince so important? I shouldn't tell you these words, but now I need you to understand one thing. The prince is more important than everyone in the world.
life, including yours."
Nishang trembled all over and froze on the spot.
Li Xiangyang continued: "You remember this sentence, because I really treat you as a little sister, so I tell you. Don't think that the second brother is cold-blooded and cruel. I believe that the same is true in your elder brother's heart. If you ask him,
He also gave the same answer. Even in the heart of your incompetent third brother, it is the same. This is reality, this is the world of adults."
"Second brother, you have changed."
"I haven't changed, it's just that you have grown up, little sister."
Nishang was in a trance, with a dull expression: "So what?"
"If you still remember how good your second brother was to you in the past, you should help your second brother to do what you are doing now instead of making things difficult for him. If you want to stay in Suzhou and do something that threatens your second brother's canonization
Second brother will not hesitate to deal with the prince's affairs...you should understand."
"That means I have to choose one here no matter what, so that you can make your father happy when you return to Beijing?"
"Not here, at least before leaving Suzhou."
Nishang looked at her second brother's face and felt a little strange. The cold and expressionless look made people shudder.
Nishang bit her lip and nodded: "I understand."
"It's best if you understand." As he said that, Li Xiangyang's eyes softened, "Second brother is also forced to have no choice, and you won't understand some things even if I tell you. Of course, second brother won't harm you, forcefully.
I want you to like someone you don't like. I heard you always talk about Cao Xueqin before, but today Cao Xueqin is downstairs, are you interested in meeting her?"
"I was originally interested, but after seeing you, I lost interest."
"It doesn't matter if you're not interested. Let's take a look at the Suzhou talents downstairs first. Mr. Dongyue's appeal in Suzhou is still very good. Most of the following are famous and talented young men from Suzhou. They all have extraordinary status and appearance. You first
Let’s take a look and talk.”
"Didn't you say that there is a topic below? Mainly porcelain, I wonder if anyone has done anything amazing."
Li Xiangyang said to the Jinjiawei who was standing at the entrance of the stairs: "Have you heard what's going on below?"
Jin Jiawei replied in a low voice: "One of Mr. Dongyue's disciples wrote a poem with the theme of Ode to Porcelain -
Lift your prime finger lightly and flick the string slowly.
The music is floating and the night is cold and smokey.
The turquoise hall is shallow, and the dark shadows are painted on the curtains.
Looking to the end of the world, there is nowhere to go, the wind is incomprehensible, and the rain is continuous.
The residual dream of the small building..."
"Stop, stop, stop!" Nishang interrupted, "You are moaning for no reason, but you don't know the meaning of the words. It's so bad! It makes people uncomfortable to hear it!"
Jin Jiawei looked at it for a while and continued: "This year's Qiu Wei Jieyuan poems——
The pearly white is just like the misty rain,
Peacock blue reflects the moonlight.
The clear and transparent ink on the plate,
The sandalwood scent of the strings has been dimmed."
"The beginning is okay, but the end is hasty. This person is good at Qiu Wei and Jieyuan. It is difficult to achieve anything in the capital. He is also a mediocre person."
Li Xiangyang frowned after hearing this. Although his sister is unruly, she is a really talented person. She can understand a few poems and songs, and she is very good at finding people who are lacking. Commenting on others often leaves many seniors speechless.
No matter how good each word of the poem by the young young man below is, this girl will always find the key point and be said to be worthless.
"Jiang Gan, the most prodigy in the south of the Yangtze River, is quite famous, so I asked him to compose a song." (To be continued)