Chapter Nine: Sneaking Wine and Love, A Painter
Ao Ze loved to return to his residence. When he saw a sword pointing straight at his throat, he was so frightened that his heart almost broke. When he fixed his eyes on Liu Kun, he was furious. He smiled and pushed the sword away. Brother Liu, please don't joke like this. The sword lights and shadows are scary.
Liu Kun asked seriously: Who's joking with you? Why didn't you return to the Liu residence all night? Were you here to steal? Something was stolen from the Liu residence recently. Was it because of you? Otherwise, I'll send you to the government or make you a ghost under my sword. It doesn't matter if two people die in this year.
Ao Zexian refused to tell him the reason, but how could a refined person like him steal from a good friend's house for something? Was he really gone? However, the other party refused to believe that he had gotten to the bottom of it, so he had to tell the truth.
After Liu Kun heard this, he smiled and put away his sword. He said," Alright, I was just joking with you. Let's go eat breakfast.
Ao Ze breathed a sigh of relief and said,"I thought something was really stolen from the residence."
Liu Kun said: My house did have something stolen.
Ao Ze asked,"Is it a big deal?"
Liu Kun said: Naturally, it is a big deal.
Ao Ze asked,"What's the big deal?"
Liu Kun said,"One of my family's hearts is almost stolen by others. Isn't this a big deal?"
When Ao Ze heard that, he understood and smiled.
It turned out that Ao Ze had been unwilling to leave the Liu residence for the past few days because he often asked Liu Kun for wine. He even played " Flower Hoop Bald " and " Flower Head Brocade " with him, so he was concerned about it.
Since the matter was already clear, Liu Kun also had the idea of accomplishing something good, so he left Ao Ze's residence to give them more opportunities. In order to take care of the young miss's face, the two of them discussed in private to keep this secret. If outsiders asked, they would say: " Ao Ze is my good friend, so it's normal for him to stay overnight for the sake of discussing poetry. It's also because there are so many empty rooms in the Liu residence that he doesn't mind staying one more person." So, he got her a house.
Liu Kun seemed to be magnanimous, but he was actually very bitter. Yes, because of the pressure from her family, the person she loved the most couldn't stop her from doing good things because she loved him too much."After so many storms in life, how much generosity no longer exists, how many great feats are just a dream, how much hospitality is a cup of wine (Excerpt: I don't know where it came from." So what if he was talented? It was the ten thousand miles of clouds of sorrow that trapped the stars, and the heart that controlled the emotions and buried it. How long is life? Holding a brush and waving a thousand pieces of paper, it was just a sigh from the setting sun. The sword and the sword howled through the heavens and earth. They were both people who had fallen from grace. Who had the country to do with? I can't do anything about it. Whose mystery is the shadow of the world? Flipping through the pages of the book, the wind and rain, looking back at the hurried story, whose memory was it? When did the wandering soul sink into the dust?
Ao Ze often stayed in the Liu residence openly, so it was more convenient for him to meet Yan Ruyu in private.
However, Liu Kun also said to Ao Ze," I regard Miss Yan as my biological sister. I'm ten times closer to her than any relative. Even the people she respects don't dare to offend her with frivolous words." Since you admire her, I hope you can treat her well. If one day I find out that you've let her down, don't blame me for being merciless.
Ao Ze quickly said,"That's right, I won't let you down."
Liu Kun added,"We're good friends. I only saw that you're talented and beautiful enough to be a good match for Miss Yan. Otherwise, you wouldn't have had a chance." Don't say it too early. Time will tell.
Ao Ze said,"I also see that the soul of the beauty is not on my body. I'm afraid I can't live without her."
Liu Kun said: The so-called love is deep, can't wait for the day and so on, is just a high-sounding excuse, I hope you don't have the heart of a villain, otherwise my sword is ruthless.
Yan Ruyu also ignored the constraints of secular ethics in Ao Ze's sweet words and love. Elegant. The aloofness also began to gradually disappear, becoming soft and gentle. She was moving.
On this day, Yan Ruyu looked into the distance and cried, How many times had it been? No one could understand the anticipation in his eyes. Where to go? Who can give me an answer? The feelings of hope were mostly disappointment, and the melancholy heart did not know where to go. How many people's hearts could be changed by a single emotion? That torn love was like the pain of separation of flesh and blood, and how could the desire of obsession not be busy with it?
Ao Zeyuan saw that Yan Ruyu was in a bad mood and seemed to be crying. He thought that she might miss her family. So he hurried over to ask why? Seeing that her eyes were red, she did not know what to say.
Yan Ruyu knew that someone was coming, so she secretly tried to cry and refused to let him see her, but pretended to be fine. Seeing that it was Ao Ze, he stammered for a long time before he couldn't help but say," We've been together for so many days, and our relationship has gradually formed. I'm afraid that if we fall in love one day, we won't be able to clean it up. You and I are just privately engaged for life. Without the orders of our parents and the words of the matchmaker, I'm afraid we won't get blessings. You made me so attentive, but I still don't know what your feelings are? How can we show others what happened between us? A man can have three wives and four concubines, but if a woman loses her chastity, what should I do if she doesn't want me? I was really worried after thinking about it, so I was naturally sad.
Ao Ze thought it made sense, so he discussed with him about returning home.
Yan Ruyu didn't say anything, but her heart was still filled with sorrow and pain. Even the day before Ao Zelin left, she didn't come to say goodbye. First, she was afraid that people would talk a lot when they saw her, and second, she was afraid that saying goodbye would cause a lot of sorrow.
Yan Ruyu only told Jiang Buliu that she would not disturb them and wanted to return to the Yan family.
Ao Ze left without saying anything.
Cui's parents saw this " pretty shell " Yan Ruyu entering and leaving Liu Kun's house. Although they liked her, they were also worried. Miss Cui was even more uneasy.
Cui's parents had the intention of urging Liu Kun and Miss Cui to do things, so Liu had to prepare a betrothal gift to Cui's family.
Giving the wedding ceremony was also a top priority. Kun's parents presided over it regardless of Kun's wishes. Such a good thing naturally couldn't be done without Liu Kun's good friend, Zu Ti. Ao Ze. Yan Ruyu was invited.
The Liu family was happily hosting a banquet that day.
Liu Kun and Yan Ruyu were still very calm on the surface, but they were in pain on the inside.
Liu Kun loved Yan Ruyu in his heart, but he knew that she had Ao Ze in her heart. He was not happy. How many romantic affairs had eroded his youth? How many ups and downs did he have to go through just for a helpless feeling? Her heart was heavy, but she didn't know how to face it. She could only let the years pass. Perhaps the sea of love soaked in words can only be dispelled by the vast sea? The accumulation of love only made the heart bleed and exploited bit by bit? Fragile compromises always piled up year after year into a lifetime of love. How can the exhaustion of the heart get used to peace and no longer be sad in the knot of love and hate? Trying to forget by all means, why did it become an invisible shackle in the world of mortals? How can we prove the mutual love of the two tormented feelings? How can we go far away? Where is the next life? Leaving a part of her feelings for that person, causing her heart to ache every moment, yet she couldn't say it?
Yan Ruyu actually loved him more, but because she had waited for a long time and could not see Zu Ti and Liu Kun's true feelings, her heart was full of contradictions. However, she was still hesitant about Ao Ze's heart. How many memories does a book of books have? How many songs do you need to fill in with a sketch? How many past events have been stirred up, but the wounds that can't be erased can't be cleansed by time? The lost affection is nowhere to be found, but how many tears of success and failure will be produced in an instant? Forgetting is sometimes a difficult topic, but it will surge in an instant and it will be difficult to control? The heart's rolling rain will eventually dry up in the depths of the heart, but forgetting is a kind of beautiful poignant beauty? A kind of indifferent mood is to let the pain of the past fade away? How much envy, how much sigh, how many regrets are left in the mortal world? In the secular world, there are too many vacant and intimate pursuits, but how much does this love not understand?
Zu Ti was very happy to see Liu Kun's gift today. He was as beautiful as a painting. The elegant Miss Cui praised the two of them for being a perfect match. However, they still had Yan Ruyu in their hearts. They didn't know what Yan Ruyu was thinking. He couldn't say it.
Really: It is said that the amorous feelings of the moon and the appearance of the moon are precisely the love body of the love of the sky and the sea. Can this feeling be treated as a recollection? Strange and soul-stirring places, good at the foundation of amorous feelings and the beauty of the moon, are all old sins, always because of love chaos vanity fair. How many people shed tears in the Yellow Springs? Did you come here in one wrong step and turn back for a hundred years? How much grievance had that peerless beauty suffered? How could the femme fatale choke her tears? Even if I talk about the rise and fall of the past, who knows that I will still cry like rain beside people? What must be the old grudge between them? It's like teaching people to turn a word into a tear, and a tear into a bead. Why not?
The Liu family all knew that Yan Ruyu was good at playing the zither, so they clamored for her to play a song on Liu Kun's beautiful day.
Yan Ruyu was originally unwilling because the Liu family had their own geisha experts. However, it was difficult to refuse, so she could only play a song. But what kind of feeling was this? No one could understand, only she herself knew the pain.
However, Yan Ruyu's jade hands plucked the strings. The music was unknowingly her own emotions, full of her own words. She originally wanted to play a happy song to congratulate Liu Kun and Cui Corporation on such a good day, but she was distracted. Because she also loved Liu Kun very much, why would she ask him to do this under such circumstances? What was this feeling? Wasn't this making things difficult for him? She really couldn't do it. Asking him to do something that went against his wishes, he really couldn't do it, nor could he do it well. Music is the same, it can't come from... How could music that came from the heart make it more beautiful?
Back to the main topic, but listening to the music, it still changed from cheerful to tearful, and it seemed that there was nowhere to hide or not to hide, and it also seemed to be complaining to Ao Ze. This happy life is self-lamenting, in the mortal world most afraid of meeting fickle lovers. If you know it, you can understand it; if you know it, you can point it out. Who knows that the boudoir's feelings complain of hidden bitterness? in vain I toiled for years, asking about joys and sorrows. Why would anyone ask about Xiangsi? It was a pitiful story. Who knows when I complain? How can I be in the vast sea of people? However, it disappeared without a trace. Add sorrow, hate endless difficult to tell feelings. When spring comes again, when will I continue to sing and repay my bosom friend? Who would feel that the two lines of tears were not their own? Just like flowers falling to the ground, countless. How many return to the meaning of hesitation, leaving empty parting sorrow do not hate to tell the heart. I don't know that the strings of the zither can relieve my sorrow. Why can't I finish my narration? But why do I let the moon know my thoughts? It has nothing to do with romance. The chief of the zither will wash his face with tears of resentment, but he has no worries and heartbroken words, but with whom he tells his longing to bury his feelings. That enemy, what are you doing now? Why don't you feel anything? It's so confusing.
As the saying goes, insiders listen to the door, laymen watch the fun. Those who understood knew that the sorrow and melancholy in the melody of the zither were endless, while those who didn't know only knew that it was pleasant to hear.
Zu Ti and Liu Kun. How could Ao Ze not understand the zither intent?
Zu Ti and Liu Kun were still looking at Ao Ze. Perhaps the two of them had not reached that realm yet.
Ao Ze pretended not to understand and didn't care about other people's opinions. He even showed a puzzled expression and asked," Why are you looking at me? What does it have to do with me? Have we reached that level?
But who would believe that a talented person like Ao Ze was not smart? How could an expert who could understand the meaning of the zither not understand the profound meaning of the changes in the zither strength and the chords? Even ghosts wouldn't believe him. It was just that no one knew what he was thinking. They thought that he must have his own thoughts or other unspeakable secrets. They even guessed that the zither music was directed at Zu Ti and Liu Kun.
One day, I saw a beauty accompanied by a maid walking by while I was selling poems and paintings. I saw the beauty in my dream. I quickly packed up the paintings and paintings. However, I felt that these things were a burden, so I put down my things and chased after her. But looking at that beauty, he didn't know how to express his feelings. He wanted to be so lonely, so he could only follow from afar.
Yan Ruyu happened to see that Miss Cui was accompanied by a maid. When the two met, they chatted and congratulated Cui Shi and Brother Kun on their engagement.
Yan Ruyu looked at it for the first time.
Wojian's scalp tightened, and he quickly turned around, afraid that he would be discovered.
Yan Ruyu didn't know that someone was following her, so she didn't care about Wo Jian who was not far away. Moreover, they didn't know each other. She only looked back with a smile, but it was a charming smile. She turned around and continued chatting with Miss Cui.
It was just that Yan Ruyu's smile was charming. I was drunk like a fairy in a dream, but I felt a lot of inferiority. How could I be worthy of such a beautiful woman? I have the heart to see Yan Ruyu but I don't have the guts. I can only watch the beauty leave reluctantly. From then on, he had a flying heart. Soon, he drew Yan Ruyu at "home".
Xu Run lived a good life under Liu Kun's protection and was also appreciated by his master. He was so close to his master that he was only short of calling him brother. Therefore, after eating for a few days, he became someone else and even became arrogant.
When Xu Runxing was in Luoyang, he saw that I was selling calligraphy and paintings to meet my daily needs. He pretended not to see me. He felt that he was now a person of status and it was inconvenient to talk to him.
I was busy selling calligraphy and painting when I heard someone making a fuss. I put down my brush and went to watch. I saw a person kicking a beggar wantonly. I went forward and knew it was Xu Run. I quickly smiled and said, It was Brother Xu.
Xu Run was beaten and scolded because the little beggar grabbed his good clothes when he begged him. Seeing that I came to stop the fight, he asked with a smile, Do we know each other?
Wo Jian didn't say a word when he was asked. He looked at him tactfully and smiled. Did you forget about it when you begged me?
Xu Run didn't show any expression. He arrogantly kicked the beggar away and turned around to leave.
Seeing that Xu Run had changed, I watched him leave and thought to myself, So what if you're rich? It was really the environment that made people. Just a few days? This person's face changed so quickly. Pah! How can a refined person like me speak dirty words? He was uncultured, uncultured. Sigh! It was also a meeting. Encountering vulgar people also makes me unbearable. He who is near vermilion is red. He who stays close to ink is blackened.
I continued to sell calligraphy and paintings.
At this moment, Sima Rui walked over in casual clothes. He looked at a painting of a beauty and wanted to buy it. Looking at the life of the romantic scholar through the forest and the river, just for the brush and ink painting to copy the slanted view of the mountain, but it showed the gentle texture of the embossed. It was simple and clear, but a few simple strokes to express the mood and express the feelings of the lofty sentiments. In a moment, it immediately clearly developed a beautiful scenery, condensed into a provocative picture and scattered into lines of text. Looking at the extreme scenery of the paper, the mountains and rivers, the distant traces of her beauty, the feelings of the wind and flowers in the joy, anger, sorrow and joy, a precise combination, seemingly unrelated horizontal folding and cangue, but born with the temperament and temperature of human nature, beautiful and quiet joy, a pile of soul-moving words, the pen tip is arbitrary Lingbo steep turn, blending with the vast and magnanimous charm. The poetic and picturesque scenes in the grand scene seemed to cut off the occasional dream. It seemed that a few hasty strokes turned into a beautiful scene in front of him, but it was free and easy. It was full of emotions but also chaotic and moving. The beauty's style moved many people's thoughts. Who dares to set the wind? It was that stroke of ink that seemed to be able to write the whole spring and autumn.
I Jian said: Sir can buy any other calligraphy and painting, but this painting, no matter how much silver is not allowed.
Wei Rui said: Is the person in this painting your dream lover? Was there really such a stunning beauty in the world?
Hearing this, Jian said happily," If you believe it, there will be something. If you don't believe it, there will be nothing. This painting is indeed my dream lover. I got it from a dream and drew it from a dream. It is true feelings. It is still unknown if there are any in the world. Since it could be drawn, it was possible that it existed.
Wei Rui said: Are you a dream chaser?
Jian said: You can say so. She is indeed my dream lover, my wish, hope, hope, I am looking forward to it. He really hoped that he could be with her one day.
Rui was a smart person and could tell at a glance. He wasn't strong but said," I see that you are a scholar and a talented person. Are you here for the exam?
Jian said: I am.
Rui said: Then you give me a few calligraphy and painting!
Jian Yi heard,"Please go back, sir. I won't sell calligraphy and painting to you."
Wei Rui said: Why?
Jian said,"My calligraphy and paintings are only sold to people who know how to appreciate them, not people like you."
Rui said: I saw you fall into such a situation, so I wanted to give you some silver to help.
Jian Yi Li said: Sir's kindness, I appreciate it. Although I'm poor, I still have hands and feet. I'm not at the point where I need charity. Although I am not talented, I will never allow others to despise my calligraphy and painting.
Rui secretly nodded and looked at the calligraphy and painting on the stall seriously. Is this all your handwriting?
Jian said: I am not poor enough to rob.
Wei Rui said: Can you draw a picture for me on the spot? What I want is calligraphy and paintings with ink still wet. I like the smell of ink.
Hearing this, Jian could accept it, so he quickly painted on the paper.
Sima Rui saw that my painting had the style of becoming an immortal: The small words are all about business, stirring up a storm, and returning to the original appearance. All the things in his life came and went by his pen. Seize some time, just escape in the text, draw out some different chapters of the previous chapter, and arrange countless days of rain and sunshine, beautiful scenery. Things are happy to jump on the paper and do whatever you want.
Sima Rui looked at Jian and said," Judging from your accent, you're not a local. Are you from Jiankang?
I said: Sir, you have good eyesight. I live in Xiaolongwan by the Qinhuai River.
Sima Rui said: I also live not far from Jiankang.
When I heard this, I said happily: Sir, are you from Jiankang? However, from his accent, it didn't seem like he was from this side.
Sima Rui said: I am from here, official business in Jiankang, now Yangzhou office. Seeing your good calligraphy and painting, I think your literary talent is not bad. You may come back to Jiankang to find me in the future. I have a waist token here. You can use it to find it.
I Jian looked at the waist token and said,"Sir, are you working for the Sima family?"
Sima Rui said: Yes. If you need me in the future, you can come and find me. I also cherish talents. I think you're also a good material.
I still wanted to say something.
Sima Rui said,"Alright, I've already appreciated your talent. Please accept this silver."
I said: I can't do that, I
Sima Rui waved his hand to stop him and said,"How about I lend you the right?" When I return to Jiankang in the future, you can return it to me.
I Jian had nothing else to say.
Sima Rui said,"As long as you can get an official rank, I think you still have the day to pay me back."
I said: I
Sima Rui patted his shoulder and said,"I believe you have the ability." Alright, I just came to Luoyang to do something. I'll be back in a few days. I hope to see you again on the rankings.
When I heard this, I knew that I had met a noble person, but I didn't know if I could meet such a noble person again.
Sima Rui smiled and left, thinking about the painting in his heart. Was there really such a beauty in the world? It's not a good thing to have such a beauty!
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