Dongdu Pavilion Case Record

Compared with the richness and agility of Luoyang, the eastern capital, Kyoto is more majestic, grand and simple.Tang Wuyi and Wen Tao rode horses and approached Chunming Gate from a distance, and the gray city wall became clear little by little.

"After all, it is the capital, the foundation of the tripod is eternal, and the infinite karma lies here." Wen Tao praised.

Although both Kyoto and Luoyang are square and full of squares, the palace city and imperial city of Kyoto are in the true north of the city, and the entire imperial city is based on the six-line Qian hexagram, revealing a faint dragon atmosphere.After the two entered the city, they walked through the spacious Zhuque Avenue, and saw row upon row of gatehouses on both sides, very prosperous.

"If you like Kyoto, I can also find a way to move Dongdu Pavilion here." Tang Wuyi watched carefully all the way, with a pair of star eyes darting back and forth.

"No need." Wen Tao answered simply, "Yangzhou is extravagant and yet rustic, and Kyoto is magnificent but not smart." After finishing speaking, he smiled at Tang Wuyi, "In my opinion, Luoyang is the best."

Tang Wuyi knew that Wen Tao was praising him in a different way, and the corners of his grinning mouth almost reached his ears.It was almost May, early summer, the breeze was warm, and the girls and daughters-in-law on Zhuque Street all changed into half-sleeved summer dresses and light gauze shirts, and walked by in groups of twos and threes, scenting their nostrils and laughing. Yan, pointing at Tang Wuyi and Wen Tao who were riding on tall horses, covered his sleeves and smiled lightly.

"Taotao, they are all looking at you." Tang Wuyi teased.

Wen Tao blushed a little, and said sullenly: "Who knows if they are looking at Pavilion Master Tang."

Tang Wuyi looked at his slightly embarrassed look and laughed heartily, clamped his legs to let the horse approach a few steps, and whispered in Wen Tao's ear: "They don't look as good as you." After saying that, he waved the whip and galloped go.

After a quarter of an hour, the two arrived at Rong Guxuan.This place is located in Liquanfang near the imperial city, surrounded by high-ranking families, Rong Guxuan is just a small courtyard, quite inconspicuous.Tang Wuyi and Wen Tao tied their horses to a stone stake, and almost bumped into a person as soon as they entered the door.

"Hey, Brother Tang, Master Wen Dao, don't come here without any harm!" It was Cui Dai who I met in Yangzhou. The Dragon Boat Festival's fashionable long-lived strands tied with multicolored silk threads, black, white, and black, look like rich and noble sons.

Tang Wuyi smiled and cupped his hands and said: "You kid is not in the palace with King Qi, why did you come here?"

Cui Dai waved his hand and said: "Not long ago, I collected a few paintings and brought them here for mounting." After a pause, he said in a low voice, "King Qi said that he must make hand scrolls, and most likely it will be given to some lady. Hey, don't you Is it also for framing?"

"Exactly. Before I came here, I heard that this is the only one that can make scrolls and frames. I thought it was a big shop, but I didn't expect it to be so hidden." Tang Wuyi replied.

"You don't know about it." Cui Dai said triumphantly, "The owner of Rong Guxuan is a strange person. He created this hand scroll mounting method but never showed up, and he didn't expand his appearance. He only accepts a fixed number of customers. Therefore, the scrolls from Rong Guxuan are priceless in the capital. Who did you find them through?"

"Oh, there are these twists and turns?" Tang Wuyi was secretly surprised, "We came to fetch the painting for Mr. Pu."

"Then it's no wonder, Mr. Pu is the second place in the imperial examination, so this face is naturally given." Cui Dai looked stunned.

The three exchanged pleasantries for a while, then Cui Dai suddenly remembered something and said, "Brother Tang, don't tell me you're coming to the capital once, tomorrow there will be a cuju game in the Shence Army, King Qi and Qiu Jian are coming, do you want to try your skills too? "

"Qiu Jian? When did he fool around with you?" Tang Wuyi wondered.Qiu Jian has been under Shengshang's command since he became the king of Wei. He used to be the Youlang General of the Suzaku Army. Later, after the reorganization of the Shence Army, he was promoted to the Shence Zhonglang General.And Cuju has always been a game played among the children of the royal family in Kyoto. Every year when the weather gets warmer, around the Cold Food Festival, these children will go out in groups, set two goals on a wide field, and compete in two teams. In competition, draw the ball lightly in the pot for a while, and the colorful rope flies high in the palm of the hand.Tang Wuyi really couldn't figure out how Qiu Jian could play Cuju.

"Hey, brother Tang, if you haven't come to the capital for a long time, don't you think you're falling behind? In the past few months, Qiu Jian has been training the army with cuju. It's not boring, and she can practice her body skills. The emperor has praised her several times. How about, come together?"

Tang Wuyi wanted to refuse, but couldn't stand Cui Dai's repeated invitations, so he had to meet tomorrow at noon, several people exchanged pleasantries for a while, and Cui Dai left first.Tang Wuyi led Wen Tao into Rong Guxuan, and a deacon came to meet him, and after seeing their credentials, he led them inside.The two walked through the small courtyard and came to the back hall. There was already a middle-aged man who looked like a shopkeeper waiting, and there was a waiter standing beside him, his eyebrows were pleasing to the eye.

The shopkeeper bowed to the two of them and said, "Mr. Pu's painting has been mounted. Are you going to take it now?"

"Naturally." Tang Wuyi said.

The clerk next to the shopkeeper took out a scroll from the inside, wrapped it in brocade cloth, and handed it to Tang Wuyi. When he got up, he glanced at Tang Wuyi and Wen Tao, and then quickly lowered his head.Tang Wuyi was about to leave when Wen Tao suddenly said, "Wait."

Both the shopkeeper and the staff couldn't help looking at Wen Tao, seeing this young man with picturesque features said loudly, "Let's take a look, it's not that we don't trust the craftsmanship of your store, but we don't live in Kyoto, so it's not easy to come here."

The shopkeeper said calmly, "It's up to you."

Wen Tao cleaned his hands, wiped them clean with a handkerchief, and slowly unfolded the scroll on the table.As expected, what Mr. Pu sent for mounting was his most proud painting of Eryue Lan this year. Because the hand scroll is relatively long, Mr. Pu drew two clusters, far and near.The nearby clump is rich in color, with interlaced shades, and the far clump is rendered with a side edge, which is wanton and brilliant. Two red-billed jade birds spread their wings, which is lifelike.

"This one is really better." Tang Wuyi commented, "Mr. Pu's paintings are different every year, and this year's layout is more grand."

Wen Tao took a few steps back, looked at the painting and said, "The frame seems to be too long. It would be better if the scroll is shorter." He said to the shopkeeper, "Is this length specified by Mr. Pu?"

The shopkeeper replied: "Exactly. Mr. Pu said that the introductory letter should be longer, and he can write an inscription when he flips it over in the future."

"I see." Wen Tao nodded. Mr. Xin Daopu draws a piece of Er Yuelan every year, and he may read and compare it in the future and add comments, so Rong Guxuan asked Rong Guxuan to frame the scroll a little longer.At the moment, it is correct to check, and then put away the picture scroll and put it in the brocade cloth.The shopkeeper's clerk sent the two of them to the door, the early summer sun was shining directly down, the clerk's face was thin and white, like the white porcelain of Xing kiln, shining with a warm luster.