Chapter 10 Unexpected Encounters, Willows Dark Flowers Bright
Deng Zhixin
thirty-nine
Influenced by the mourning of Xu Su the day before, Tang Bohu did not seem to have come out of the shadows. He was wandering aimlessly on the street when he was suddenly stopped by a man who was no one else, but his friend Zhu Zhishan. Zhu Zhishan said, "Where are the brothers?" Tang Bohu looked up at Zhu Zhishan and said with surprise: "Brother, you are so busy, you still have to prepare for the next exam in Beijing, how can you have time to come out?" Zhu Zhishan said, "I heard that you came back from a trip, so I came to see you." Tang Bohu asked, "Do you want to go home with me and sit down, or do you just walk around outside?" Zhu Zhishan said, "Since you are out, let's walk around outside!" ”
The two of them walked out of the city and stopped in a grove of trees in the suburbs, where they strolled along the creek on the edge of the forest. Zhu Zhishan was a cheerful, funny, and informal person, and he blew away the smoke cloud in Tang Bohu's heart with just two words. They stood by the river, looking at the clear river flowing quietly, the fish shuttled between the water and grass, the birds flew in the autumn wind, for many days, Tang Bohu's heart was always suppressed, and today their brothers were together, and they felt extremely happy. At this time, Zhu Zhishan said: "Today you and my brothers are rarely together, why don't we face the flowing water and groan?" Tang Bohu said, "Well, please ask your brother to chant first!" Little brother I followed closely. Zhu Zhishan said, "Well, I'll come first!" Only to see him ponder for a moment, and then he began to groan:
Clear water, fish swimming, back and forth, endless.
Big and small, happy and carefree, staying in the water year after year.
Tang Bohu praised, "Good! The brother chanted the "Swimming Fish Poem". I rhyme with a "flowing water poem", and then he chanted:
Shallow water, long and leisurely, endless, endless.
The twists and turns flow eastward, and the mountains and ridges are difficult to stay.
After chanting a poem, Zhu Zhishan immediately applauded: "Still the brother chants well, and the meaning is higher than mine." Tang Bohu smiled and said, "Where?" I just learned my tongue with the parrot behind my brother. After a while they crossed the woods again and came to a small hillside. Although the mountains here are not high, there are many strange shapes and strange rocks, moss vines in the shade, cool breezes, looking at the distance, the farmhouses, the desolate countryside, compared with the city, a good wilderness quiet place. Tang Bohu touched the scene and suddenly proposed, "You and my brother, why don't you face the Strange Stone and chant." Zhu Zhishan said, "Well, how about you see us chanting a couplet?" I groaned. You'll pick up another one, okay? Tang Bohu said, "Good or good, or brother, you should open your mouth first!" I'll continue if you groan. Although Zhu Zhishan was ten years older than Tang Bohu, his interest in chanting poetry was still very high. He said, "Come first, brother, don't be afraid of me offering ugliness." The joint sentence of their "Aria Stone" is as follows:
ZhuZhishan: Saga strange stone leaning on the clouds, thrown in the present set for a few years.
Tang Bohu: Moss is hairy because of the rain, and vines wear the nose and let the wind lead.
Zhu Zhishan: Never eat grass by the stream, it has been difficult to cultivate long shangtian since ancient times.
Tang Bohu: Hate to kill the shepherd boy whip can not afford, the flute obliquely hanging sunset smoke.
They only care about sightseeing in the mountains and rivers, and they are happy to chant together, but they don't feel that the sun has pointed to the west and they have not yet eaten. Tang Bohu said, "Brother come to see me, I should come to entertain you, you and I will go to that small restaurant on the outskirts of the city to eat!" "After they came to that restaurant, the boss recognized that they were all famous talents of Gusu, Tang Bohu or a great painter who did not know? The wine and dishes were all on the table, the brothers drank happily, Tang Bohu said some interesting things about the grand tour, and Zhu Zhishan said that he would go to Beijing once or twice to take the exam again. After the meal, the shopkeeper came to collect the cash and said: "Both of you are distinguished guests, today's wine and dishes are all high-quality and fresh, just collect one or two silver!" Tang Bohu touched his pocket, alas! Unfortunately, today the silver was not enough, and only 500 copper coins were left on his body.
In that year, when I went to the restaurant to eat, it was a shame to pay the account on credit, and it was not convenient to go back to get it so far from home. Zhu Zhishan said, "Or I'll check out!" Tang Bohu said, "Then how?" "The shop owner will come. He said: "Today, it is rare for two great talents to come, and I see that none of you need to pay money, so please ask Mr. Tang to paint us a picture!" Having your paintings hanging in the hall will definitely make my shop's business boom. Zhu Zhishan said, "Your shop really knows how to do business, and one of my brother's paintings on the market is worth at least twelve or twenty-two pieces of silver." Tang Bohu did not hesitate to say: "Painting is painting." He opened the bag and took out the brush paper, and after a while of kung fu, a "Wind Forest Evening View" was drawn. In the painting, the wind and forest smoke and rain, the fisherman sings late, the sunset obliquely illuminated, vivid, and the owner of the happy shop is happy to close his mouth and applaud. After signing Tang Yin at the bottom left of the frame, Zhu Zhishan said: "According to my brother's painting, let me write a poem!" Tang Bohu handed the pen to Zhu Zhishan, who pondered for a moment and inscribed a poem:
Thick clouds pressed the ridge rain at the beginning, and the dense leaf barrier forest was more windy.
Only the fisherman can do it, a round of round-and-half-shouldered.
After signing Zhu Yunming, the two of them left the hotel, and on the way back, Zhu Zhishan suddenly thought that Today Tang Bohu could not even get a meal money, and he must be very tight on hand. So he thought about it and said to Tang Bohu: "Brother Xian, I have a lot of relatives and friends who want to collect your paintings, especially the beautiful women and ladies you painted, which are the top contemporary works, they have entrusted me with help more than once, you can see if you can paint ten or eight paintings for me to sell to them, I will definitely be willing to let them give 30 taels of silver a piece." Tang Bohu said, "Did my brother change his mind to help me solve my economic difficulties?" Zhu Zhishan said, "No, no! There are really many relatives and friends who entrust me, and you and I are friends who will not lie to you. If you want to, grab a grip on the painting! Tang Bohu asked, "How many paintings do you want to paint?" Zhu Zhishan said: "Can you paint ten paintings in a month, today is the fifth day of the first month, after the painting is done, I will take it on the fifth or sixth day of the first month of the next month, according to 30 two paintings I will pay 300 taels of silver first, you just need to hand over the paintings to me, and you will leave the rest alone." Tang Bohu thought that 300 taels is a big number, and he really wants to be able to earn this money, but he has to solve a big problem. Zhu Zhishan said, "Brother Xian, this matter is so fixed, you don't have to resign, you will draw it tomorrow!" It's better not to draw repetitively" after they broke up on this.
Tang Bohu returned home, contemplating how to complete this task, and felt that time was still tight. Because painting is a meticulous work, even if there are ready-made materials, it is necessary to paint with one stroke, and the canvas cannot be small, not to mention that the price paid by others is not cheap. He was determined to start tomorrow, not thinking about anything, concentrating, and grasping painting. Can Tang Bohu complete the task given by Zhu Zhishan on time? What happens during the painting process?