Guanqingzhai

The sun is setting and the mountains are far away, and the sky is cold and the white house is poor.Chaimen heard the dog barking, and returned home on a snowy night. ——Tang Liu Changqing

The wind of winter is so cold that it blows the bones, but this day is sunny like water dripping out.The wind is strong, but the sunshine is extremely good. You can vaguely see the red snow in full bloom on the side of the road.The cold wind is chilling, and it is also arrogant.

Even on such a cold day, the street market is still full of people coming and going, and the roadside stalls also sell some unique winter snacks.The sound of hawking can be heard endlessly, and pedestrians on the road are shouting, making this originally cold and lively place extremely lively.

"Selling calligraphy and painting ~ Chunlan Qiuju, winter plum and summer lotus, three friends in cold weather, high mountains and flowing water. Selling calligraphy and painting~"

Hu Yue squatted in a corner, rubbed her hands, stood still, and shouted.Although there are people who come to see it, there are very few people who come to buy calligraphy and paintings in this cold weather.For no reason, there will be a little more eyes.

Seeing that no one was patronizing, Hu Yue found a clean place to sit down and took a sip of wine.

He beat his legs and wrapped himself in the cotton-padded clothes. Like all poor scholars, his income and sources in winter were dwindling, and he sold some calligraphy and paintings to save money to buy some cotton-padded clothes for the New Year.So at this time, Hu Yue found some calligraphy and paintings that he drew in his daily life and sold them as usual.However, no one cared about the whole morning, and finally when Hu Yue almost fell asleep, someone patronized his little painting stall.

"Is it possible to invite someone to come and do paintings here?"

Hu Yue's hands trembled while dozing off, and she raised her head in a daze, squinting her eyes, and saw a fair-looking and refined scholar, wearing a blue cotton robe and a square scarf on her head.He doesn't look like a rich man either.The eyes are very evasive, as if he doesn't like to make eye contact with people, and he walks a little hunched over, looking like a very submissive person.

Hu Yue concluded in his heart: this person should be the steward of a big family.

Hu Yue stood up, bowed to the scholar and said, "Of course it is possible, but if you come to paint, you have to charge another fee for retouching."

The scholar was dressed in ordinary clothes, and his tone was not small. He said: "As long as the master can finish the work, the fee can be paid by the master."

Hu Yue was a little surprised, since there was no business coming anyway, it was rare to see such a proud customer, so Hu Yue naturally would not let it go.After tidying up the stall as quickly as possible, he closed the inkstone and urged the man to go on the road in case he would change his mind.It's a pity that the scholar didn't move around, he was a little embarrassed, and said: "Don't worry, sir, I can't take you there now, how about this? Can I visit you tonight?"

Hu Yue put down his airs, looked at the young man, and said, "In this case, how about meeting at Maoshi? I live in the Guanqingzhai behind the Li family's silk shop at the corner of the East Alley. also."

The scholar was quite serious in his work, wrote down one by one, politely bowed to Hu Yue again, and then left.

This morning, there was only this one customer who made an appointment, and there was no other voice to greet the door.By noon, most of the people had left.Only a few stalls remained.Hu Yue looked at the torn scroll in his hand with a sigh of relief, and didn't even bother to yell, just to bask in the sun.

"Brother, you can't sell calligraphy and paintings like this."

Without raising her head, Hu Yue turned a page of the book and said, "Then please buy all of them. Only cash is accepted, and no credit is accepted."

Chu Jue slightly emphasized his tone, and said, "Who would buy calligraphy and painting in the winter?"

Hu Yue raised her eyebrows, obviously caring about Chu Jue's sarcasm, but still pretending to read, and said, "Brother Chu, don't you know? This winter is a good time to sell calligraphy and painting, spring, autumn and summer , all the elegant guests have gone out, why paint when there is a scene? Drinking wine with the view is the real pleasure, but in this winter, I don’t have the energy to step on the snow to find Aomei. I am too old and weak to bear the cold winter, so I naturally buy paintings It’s understandable to go back and get addicted.”

Chu Jue knew that he would definitely find an excuse for himself, so he didn't care about it.He said bluntly: "There is no business right now, why don't you go drink with me? Xifeng is the best drink in this winter."

As expected of Chu Jue, Hu Yue's best drinking buddy, with just one word, his alcohol addiction was aroused.However, Hu Yue gave him a cold glance, moved her body, and turned the back of her head towards him.No longer answer.

Seeing this, Chu Jue felt as if he was teasing a cat, but the illusion that the cat disliked him.He simply broke in and sat in the empty seat next to Hu Yue.Comfortably, his whole body leaned against Hu Yue.

Seeing him like this, Hu Yue was still indifferent, flipping a page of the book and taking a sip of wine.It means that if I don’t drink with you, I can drink by myself.

Chu Jue squinted at his book, and said, "Hey, the fragment of the Qingsang scroll, it seems that Xuan Mingzi's things were tricked by you again."

The veins on Hu Yue's head had already popped out, he chuckled twice and continued to ignore him.

So there appeared in the market a well-dressed nobleman from a family leaning against a poor scholar in a cotton robe, sitting on the ground and selling calligraphy and painting at a stall.Sometimes he would yell for Hu Yue, and passers-by stopped to watch.

Hu Yue couldn't bear it anymore, he closed the book and said, "I said..."

Chu Jue handed over the jug, with a sip of wine in his mouth, his voice was a little vague: "Drink?"

Hu Yue sniffed it, and found that it was fine Fenjiu. He glanced at it, took a few sips from the jug, wiped his mouth and handed the jug back.

Chu Jue continued: "My dear brother, are you still angry?"

Hu Yue continued to read the book, and said indifferently: "How dare you, the majestic Marquis, a son of a family, eats the imperial rations and receives a salary. But Yue is a commoner, with no fame and no family property .I am poor and idle, and I only know how to linger in the fireworks and wine shops all day long. What face do I have to get angry with Brother Chu?"

Chu Jue frowned when he heard these remarks, and said, "Just because last time..."

Hu Yue immediately interrupted Chu Jue's words: "Hey, brother Chu, are you here to continue the topic from last time? Then I will say the same thing. When it is time to say it, I will say it. The time has not come yet."

Chu Jue didn't care, he said flatly: "Because of this, you drove me out of Guanqing Zhai in the middle of the night. I'm not even fully dressed yet!"

As soon as Chu Jue said this, there were a little more onlookers, and Hu Yue couldn't sit still. He lowered his voice and said, "I told you, it's too late for this matter. If you keep pestering me, believe it or not, I'll pack up and leave right away." Man, I don’t want to live in Guanqing Zhai. When the time comes, I’ll see how you can find me?”

Chu Jue frowned and said: "If you don't tell me, in case something related to this happens in the future, my brother will be in chaos again. What should I do? I can help you once, but not every time." You."

Hu Yue still turned a deaf ear to it. Ever since Hu Yue was confused because of the headless case, he revealed some things about Yun to Chu Jue without thinking clearly, and regretted it later. Since then, Chu Jue has often speculated about the bridge. inquire about this matter.Hu Yue thought to herself who is Chu Jue, maybe it will really make him come to a ninety-nine out of ten, and by then the old background will be revealed, can he still get out of the relationship?

Hu Yue obviously wanted to distance herself from Chu Jue. Although masculinity is prevalent in this world, and although the affair between him and Chu Jue has not been revealed, both Hongqiao and Xuan Mingzi can see from it that the two are in love with each other. Relationship.

Hu Yue is a dull person, but for Chu Jue, Hu Yue has an indescribable involvement in his heart, and he can't let go, and he doesn't want to get involved.Falling in the middle, neither up nor down.On the contrary, Chu Jue didn't have Hu Yue's worries at all, and threw himself on him with all his heart, and he didn't see any hesitation or retreat.This hesitancy, the positive one, now Hu Yue began to hide from Chu Jue intentionally or unintentionally, he knew that he could not use his affection, he was alone, and he had nothing to worry about, but if there was another person in his heart, although Hu Yue didn't know what to do. Yes, but I feel apprehensive and apprehensive.

Chu Jue saw that although Hu Yue was reading, but he hadn't turned over that page, he knew that he must be thinking about this again, so he pushed Hu Yue with his shoulder, Hu Yue's hand shook, and the book fell to the ground.He squinted at him, and finally sighed: "Let's go, there's no business anyway, close the stall and go drink."

Chu Jue smiled muffled, stood up all of a sudden, and politely reached out to pull Hu Yue up.Hu Yue patted his sleeves and said: "Brother Chu, you can come to drink with me today, it's fine, but there is one condition, you can go back to your own residence at night, don't rely on me. I have a meeting appointment."

Chu Jue's eyes became sharper, and the flash of sharpness was replaced by a gentle smile. He said with a smile: "In this world, there is no one who buys me a drink and makes conditions for me, except you. people."

Hu Yue felt guilty for some reason, and he pretended to be serious and said: "When I was young, I had an appointment with someone, and the customer asked me to come to do painting."

Chu Jue paused, and Hu Yue saw his doubts, and continued, "It's serious business, what are you thinking about?"

Chu Jue smiled without saying a word, and after helping Hu Yue clean up his calligraphy and paintings, he urged him to go together to a restaurant not far from here.Wine shops sell hot wine in winter, and there is a special hot pot for hot wine. It will be warm when you enter the store, and the smell of wine will make you drowsy.I don't know if it's the alcohol or the heating.

But everyone's strength is good, and they are listening to books from a long distance.Speaking of the beauty, there was a burst of applause.

Hu Yue doesn't like to listen to these, he prefers to listen to some ditties sung by singers, with soft words and charming eyebrows.It doesn't need too much gongs and drums, just a flute and a string, all thanks to the singer's natural voice.The singing is full of love, with deep emotion, and the tone is like silver silk and jade beads, so I will write some for them when I am in a good mood.My daughter sang some songs well and became popular.It will give Hu Yue a lottery and a profit.This is also a source of his livelihood.Everyone in Fengyuechang in the capital knows that there is a Hu Xianggong who is particularly good at writing lyrics.

Chu Jue listened with interest, and he listened very seriously.The attitude is very good, but Hu Yue knows that this person seems to care about everything, and nothing seems to be in his eyes.

Chu Jue said: "The wine shop in the daytime is different from the nighttime."

Hu Yue said lazily: "That's natural. Those who come now are those who don't have to work. They won't be here at the moment when they are busy with their livelihoods."

Chu Jue twitched the corner of his mouth slightly and said, "So all the people who come to drink now are idlers?"

Hu Yue immediately thought of this. Doesn't this mean that he has framed himself?Hastily said: "Not necessarily, but it is true that there are no songs heard now, but there are many such storytellers."

Chu Jue hummed, and looked sideways at the storyteller. Hu Yue poured himself a glass of wine, swept his eyes, and suddenly stood up. He looked at the storyteller and said, "It's him?"

Chu Jue said, "What is he?"

Hu Yue slowed down, and he sat down and said to Chu Jue, "The client who asked me to paint. It's the storyteller in front of the stage."

Chu Jue changed his eyes slightly, and said coldly, the scholar was telling a story about a snowy night on the stage.Because I didn't hear the head and didn't know the end, I was in a fog.

The scholar said in an eloquent voice: "I saw a man wearing a black gold plastic armor, with an epee around his waist, and a Fan Yangli (felt hat popular among warriors in the Song Dynasty) on his head. The army uniform is full of dust. It walks quickly on the snow, and strides against the westerly wind. Although the night is quiet, the wind is like a knife..."

The scholar also found Hu Yue, he hesitated for a while, but then he started to say: "The candle in my hand will be blown out by the wind and snow several times, but it has never been extinguished. Along this journey, people have never seen it. A little bit boring. He is a strong and strong man."

Hu Yue said to Chu Jue: "Which one is he talking about?"

Chu Jue narrowed his eyes and said: "It seems to be running at night, but it doesn't look like it. I don't know very well."

Hu Yue snorted, and both of them quietly began to listen.The scholar speaks very well. It can be said that compared with those who find a book to read, his storytelling has something of its own.It makes people feel as if they are listening to a new book.

Hu Yue nodded, closed his eyes, and listened to the scholar's storytelling as usual, which meant that he was fascinated by it.Chu Jue added wine to the two of them from time to time.

Hu Yue said: "On a moonless and snowy night, I can go alone with a lamp. This is good..."

When Chu Jue heard this sentence, he was also a little thoughtful. He leaned closer to Hu Yue and said, "Since he asked you to paint, you don't have to wait until Maoshi. When it's over, invite him over for a drink. If you have something to say, just talk about it here."

Hu Yue waved his hand and said, "He's a customer, so if it's a deal, it's a deal. If you want to change it, you have the final say."

Chu Jue nodded, and his eyes became more thoughtful.The two boiled two jugs of wine, drank and said that the sky was getting dark, and the scholar raised the gavel and broke it to the place mentioned today. Unlike other storytellers, he would collect tips all the way when he left. Duan bowed his hands towards the crowd, and Di stepped down from the stage.There was a burst of applause.

Sure enough, he stepped off the stage and walked towards the two of them.

Hu Yue stood up, cupped her hands and said, "Young master is right."

The scholar actually saw Chu Jue, he paused for a moment, then waved his hand immediately, and said in return: "It's too much, whoever is before Mr. is a great talent, is making a fool of himself."

The man spoke more modestly than in the daytime, and he also praised Hu Yue. Hu Yue listened very well, laughed, and greeted the man to sit down and poured wine for him.But the pause of the scholar in his eyes had already been seen, and then he glanced at Chu Jue, who still stood smiling and did not explain too much.

The man waved his hand coyly and said, "Oh, I'm so sorry, I don't drink."

Hu Yue paused for a moment, then immediately called the child and said, "Please make this young master a pot of tea."

Unexpectedly, the mistress had already wiped the table respectfully for that person, and asked quite courteously, "Sir, is it still the old rules?"

The man took out a juan handkerchief and wiped his hands, nodded and said, "Two more bowls of noodle soup." He looked at the two with a smile and said, "The noodle soup here is really good, you can try it."

Hu Yue wondered what the origin of this person was. He was obviously just a storyteller, but he didn't feel like it. Judging from the attitudes of others towards him and his own words and deeds, he looked like a respectable person.It's just that the way this person treats people and things always makes Hu Yue feel awkward.

Soon the tea was served, and at the same time there were two bowls of powder soup. He respectfully stretched out his hand to signal to the two of them, holding the tea bowl, but he did not intend to drink, and said with a sincere face: "I was thinking of drinking tea at night." I came to Guanqingzhai to see Mr., I didn't expect to meet here by chance, it is also a kind of fate."

Hu Yue noticed that he said a few words, and then looked at Chu Jue. Chu Jue just drank and didn't care much about him, but the man showed a cautious look everywhere, Hu Yue rolled his eyes, and said : "Come here for a drink with friends, what do you call the young master?"

The man thought about it for a while, and he said: "My surname is Feng, and the single name is Qizi, with a different character. He is from the capital."

Hu Yue nodded slightly, went straight to the point, and said, "What is Mr. Feng looking for me to draw?"

Feng Qi said: "Draw a person."