[Red House] Men's clothing

Then I heard someone say, "Brother Enhou just said that your fan is a fake, and you still can't deny it."

The shopkeeper argued, "I can't listen to you saying that it's a fake and it's a fake. Our fan is obviously authentic, so you gave ten taels of silver, even if it's ten taels, don't buy a fan bone. "

"Hey, you old man doesn't even ask about the vision of the elder of the Rongguo Mansion in the gold and stone industry."

"Liu Da, don't talk, this fan is indeed a fake, but it is the most similar fake imitated by people at that time, and the seal and inscription of the owner of Jialing Mountain are real." Jia She of Rongguo Mansion put away the fan and said up.

"Master Jia, you scared me to death." The shopkeeper wiped the sweat from his brow, "You pay 1000 taels for this fan, and I leave it to you. No one can match your eyesight."

The emperor became interested when he heard it, and turned to Liu Daniu. Liu Daniu walked over, "Excuse me, our master wants to see the fan."

The young masters began to yell and curse, and they said dirty things, but Jia She stood up all of a sudden, handed the fan to Liu Daniu with both hands, and stood with his hands hanging down. If they dare to speak out again, they all wish they had to be here.

The emperor opened the fan and saw that there were fine brushwork flowers and birds on it, especially the bunch of peonies, which were really colorful and blooming extraordinarily beautifully. He was not interested in this, and he didn't do much research.Looking carefully at the seals and inscriptions, the handwriting is strong, and it can be seen that a bit of hard work has been put in. Remembering that Cheng Yue has been copying the copybooks, and the writing is a bit hot, he feels a bit proud, and passes the folding fan to Liu Daniu.

"Is there a copybook?"

The shopkeeper replied respectfully, "There are several copies of Mi Fu's copybooks."

The emperor said, "Mi Fu's copybooks are all available at home."

Jia Amnesty said, "...There is a shop with Wang Xizhi's copybooks, but they don't sell them, they only allow people to read them."

The emperor became interested and asked Jia She to lead the way. A few people went to read the copybook. The emperor looked at it for a while, but he couldn't tell whether it was Wang Xizhi's authentic work, so he asked a guard to call Cheng Yue, and Jia She shrank obediently. On one side, he dared not speak, and the shopkeeper of the store watched, but did not dare to speak.

After a while, Cheng Yue broke in sweating.

"Grandfather, are you asking your grandson to read the copybook?"

The emperor put the copybook in front of him as if offering a treasure. Cheng Yue held it and looked at it, staring at it a few times, "Grandson thinks it's not authentic."

Jia She wished that his neck could grow longer, and the shopkeeper became annoyed, "Young master, don't talk nonsense, this is the treasure of our store, the treasure of our owner. Our owner is an upper-class family in Beijing."

The grandparent and grandson ignored the shopkeeper, and Cheng Yue pointed to a place, "This right character doesn't look like it. Among all the authentic works of Wang Xizhi, there are many posts where the right character appears, and the handwriting is even more euphemistic and subtle. The simpler the font, the more difficult it is to express the smooth flow of water. Other characters are imitated, that is, the characters with few strokes are difficult to achieve the charm of Wang Xizhi. The person who imitated can also understand this reason. The words are hidden in the entire page. The first thing you see is the ingenious layout of the entire copybook, and the lines and columns are full of beauty. At first glance, you think it is an authentic handwriting. Few people look at the strokes word by word. Those complicated strokes, that kind of characters, are worth seeing. Besides, after reading too much, it seems that they have forgotten how to write these characters, and naturally few people can understand them."

Regardless of whether his grandson's words are tenable or not, the emperor first applauded for his grandson, put down the copybook, and shook his head regretfully, "I wanted to let you gain more knowledge, but let you run away for nothing." for a trip."

"It's not worth anything. Besides, my grandson doesn't read copybooks anymore. My eldest brother also said that countless people have learned from Yan Jin Liu Gu, and how many people can reach the level of Yan Jin Liu Gu. Why don't you find another way to create your own school, and you can also do it." The founding father of a school. Maybe in the future, there will be people who want to trace grandson's handwriting."

"Your elder brother is right, a man should have the courage to lead himself."

The grandparents and grandchildren walked away happily, Jia She respectfully sent the grandparents and grandchildren away, and quickly ran to the shopkeeper, grabbed the copybook and read it. The charm of the "You" character written by Wang Xizhi is not smooth enough, and it seems to be inconsistent with Wang Xizhi's. Many "You" characters written by Wang Xizhi have been handed down. Jia She took a look at it for a while and remembered it desperately. In comparison, Shen Yun is really different.

Situ Yue was so busy that his feet didn't touch the floor, he sat in the lobby of the household department, doing calculations in one hand and writing down expenditures with a wolf's brush in the other, and his eyes could still take time to glance at the little officials waiting for an answer.

Not to mention the small officials, even the officials of the Ministry of Households can't keep up with this idea. I heard that this person used to be a merchant. Crackling the number in his mouth, this man did not pretend to be a human being, he scratched the abacus a few times with one hand, dropped a few marks on the paper, and the account was clear.Seeing that the sun was about to set in the west, thinking about what had happened in the past few days, the petty officials endured the hunger in their stomachs and cheered up to answer.

Situ Yue established the rule that no one is allowed to eat and go home until he finishes his work. If he is not convinced, the guards of the palace will take fifty boards, and if he is beaten to death, he will be thrown out. If he is not killed, he will be dragged back to work.Anyone who is superior will be immediately expelled from the household department and handed over his resume to the imperial court, so that there is no place to put your old face of eight lifetimes.

Except for Master Shangshu who escaped a catastrophe, everyone from the servant to the next is working overtime.People in the household department complained a lot. If a grandson of the emperor planned to be an emperor, he would naturally have to consider his reputation, but Situ Yue, who had a doomed future, had no pressure in this regard. The calculation was clear, and more than 20 officials of the household department were pulled out immediately. On the third night, the household department issued a document ordering Zhili Dacang to open one of the granaries for disaster relief.

They also sent people to buy medicinal materials in Jiangbei, and gave them ten days. Once they bought enough, they would be shipped to Yongzhou immediately.

The Ministry of War dispatched men and horses, and calculated the chewing and throwing expenses of the men and horses on the road. Situ Yue personally watched the loading and transporting out of the border of Zhili, and all the necessary official documents had been sent to Yongzhou by flying horses.

Afterwards, Situ Yue had nothing to worry about, and paid attention to the message from Yongzhou. Because there was nothing serious to do, he wandered to the old concubine's place again, to visit the lake today and listen to an opera tomorrow.

The censors, on the other hand, told the emperor about Situ Yue's domineering style in the household department, and scolded Situ Yue with sharp words. The emperor stopped at the court meeting, clapped his hands immediately, and proudly said, "A grandson of mine arrives!" You have to go to a household department."

Hubu Shangshu has always been thick-skinned, and there was no joy or anger on his face when he heard the words, but other officials were ashamed.The emperor turned around and gave Situ more rewards. He rewarded her with a Zhuangzi, which was as big as Nanyuan, which aroused the envy of other princes.

The money and food for disaster relief have been shipped out. Anyway, one of the emperor's worries was relieved. The emperor's mood began to improve, and even the concubines in the harem became happier.

The queen asked someone to change the place, and it happened that the moon was full, and she wanted to invite the princesses and concubines to watch the moon together in Nanyuan.Naturally, Situ Yue would not be invited to this event. Since the old concubine raised several princesses when she was young, she was very happy when she heard that all the princesses were coming. She drove Situ Yue away early and looked at the servants. Clean the yard and prepare it for the princesses to live in.

While it was still dark, Situ Yue found Cheng Yue. Cheng Yue was learning to run errands now, and half of the family members of the Six Princes' House stayed behind. Now that they were doing something, Situ Yue felt more and more boring. He was alone in the porch funny bird.

At dusk, a family from the royal residence came in with a child in their arms, first greeted Situ Yue, said that the six kings had a letter to Situ Yue, put the child down, and then went in to answer Cheng Yue.

Situ Yue didn't read the letter. He looked at the child first. He was a weak one who struggled to stand up. His hair was yellow and his face was fleshless, but he was dressed very delicately.

The child couldn't stand up, fell down suddenly, and got up again. It looked like he was two or three years old. Situ Yue was suspicious of his identity. It was Cheng Yue and the family who came out. Will "Is this it?"

The general nodded, and said to the child, "Mr. Lin, quickly send greetings to Prince Rong and Shizi."

The child got down and said hello.

Cheng Yue said to Situ Yue, "Brother, this is Lin Yu, the son of Lin Hai from the Jiangnan Salt Class. My father accepted him as an apprentice on your behalf, that is to say, he will study with you in the future."

Situ Yue himself was a half-baked student, not to mention his apprentice was accepted when he didn't know.

That family will say to Situ Yue, "My lord, please speak further."

Situ Yue followed him to the end of the corridor, and the family general replied, "For this ink corruption case, the account book is in Lin Hai's hands. Someone threatened him, saying that if Lin Hai didn't hand over the account book, he would poison his whole family, and his son was poisoned that night. Fortunately, our lord was nearby at the time, and when Lin Hai asked the imperial physician, a blind medicine could save his young master, so our lord took advantage of the situation and asked for the account book, but Lin Hai was so frightened that he asked the lord to keep his son safe forever, lord Just let Mr. Lin be our son's companion, but Lin Hai is not happy, saying that you are polite... want his son to accompany you, now everyone knows that you are always accompanying you, What you say is more effective than several princes. If our prince wants the account book, he will make the decision for you. "

After Situ Yue read the letter, it only said that Situ Yue should take good care of the child, and he must not raise him to death.Let's talk about it when we return to Beijing.

"I seem to remember that Lin Hai's wife was from the Rongguo Mansion."

"Yes, it's from Rongguo Mansion."

"Since my uncle said that this is my disciple, I will naturally raise him as a disciple. You go back and tell Lin Hai and his wife that if the Rongguo Mansion wants to visit the child, there is no way. The king does not want those people to visit the door all day."