The only honor of the water cut off

No.20 Four Sections

"Little raccoon, look at it!" Zhan Zhao jumped up, much higher than usual, his figure shuttled through the shadows of the trees, getting faster and faster. Finally, the little raccoon had to cover his mouth in surprise and shout: " Zhan Zhao, you... you!"

Zhan Zhao turned around, laughed and said, "I know why Ding Chou and that impostor ran so fast."

The little raccoon glanced at him: "Since you know, why did you lose him?"

Zhan Zhao was robbed of a single sentence, and he couldn't refute it, so he could only murmur and say, "Isn't it too late to find out?" The towering trees tens of feet high are entwined with dark blood-colored vines, hanging limply, twisted together again when the wind blows, the roots are very tough, recalling carefully, when I first entered the forest, I seem to have seen Yes, how did it become a trap for the female ghost to play tricks.

Zhan Zhao grabbed the vine and swayed gently, relying on his excellent lightness kung fu, he turned out to be able to fly thousands of miles.

The little raccoon clapped his hands on the tree and laughed, "Wonderful, wonderful! What a big monkey!"

Zhan Zhao was choked up by the words and almost fell off, and went back to the little raccoon angrily. The little raccoon smiled and said, "It looks a bit ugly, maybe it explains how they can run so fast."

Zhan Zhao said: "Although the speed can be doubled by the power of the rippling, it is very difficult to choose the right vine and make a quick judgment without wasting the strength of the arm. I think Ding Chou is quite strenuous. There is no 'female' at all." The light and ethereal figure of a ghost."

The little raccoon smiled and said, "Let me try it, see if I can run well." After saying that, he jumped out.

"Ouch! Be careful!"

Gongsun Ce's expression was solemn, Yuan De's situation made him frown, and he didn't know what heavy hand Ding Chou had made to keep him unconscious. Looking at Yuan De's whole body, only the bright spots behind his ears protruded, which made his life look different. Doubtful, I can't find another one who is good at martial arts. Sang Jinchun in the cubicle is worried about Yuande, always thinking about it, and can't rest well.

After thinking about it, it is better to go out and make some medicine stones, maybe it will be useful.

Rubbing his temples, Gongsun Ce felt extremely tired, he didn't lie down until midnight last night, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

Although Master Sang's murder case was solved, Sang Yili's case was still unclear, Sang Jinchun was seriously injured, Yuan De also fell down, Ding Chou, Li Die's whereabouts were unknown, and a female ghost.

Do you have to do it all by yourself?It's a hard life.

Bao Zheng's energetic voice came from outside: "Gongsun Ce, Gongsun Ce, what is this?"

Bao Zheng jumped in, holding a small paper bag and shaking it in front of Gongsun Ce, smiling and showing his white teeth, Gongsun Ce sighed in his heart, couldn't help feeling sorry for himself, next time I'm an idiot, okay?

"I'm busy, go play while you're at it." Saying that, he pulled Bao Zheng's high-raised hand down, raised his leg and left.

Bao Zheng supported the door frame and shouted: "This is something I found in the hot spring last night! It's not for fun!"

Gongsun Ce walked far away quickly, but he didn't know if he heard it or not, Bao Zheng pouted and said, "It's fine if you don't say it, I can know what it is myself."

The scorching sun wiped out the pedestrians on the road, and even the big umbrellas supported by several herbal tea stalls on the roadside were downcast.Gongsun Ce stretched his muscles and bones, and it was a walk, thinking about the things in his heart, and walked towards the largest herbal medicine shop in the west of the city.

After grabbing the medicine a few times, the boss already remembered this handsome scholar, but he didn't know that he was the judge. He only thought that he was a young man studying medicine. When he saw him coming, he let him inside and allowed him to dispense the medicine himself.

There was an exquisite dark green small box on the cabinet, with delicately carved hidden lattice flowers, although it was exquisite but unobtrusive, inside was a set of needles neatly arranged, the workmanship was very meticulous, Gongsun Ce saw it, and actually liked it a little.

Thinking that one of the sets was damaged by Bao Zheng and couldn't find a suitable one, he kept wanting to buy another set, so he asked, "Boss, do you sell this needle?"

The boss smiled and said: "Of course, if you are in business, there is no reason not to sell it." He took the box back in his hand and said, "100 taels of silver."

Gongsun Ce almost wanted to give him a blank look, 100 taels of silver, do you want to grab it?

"Heh, the boss won't be cheating on poor scholars, right?" Gongsun Ce took out the money and paid for the medicine, and wanted to leave.

The boss refused, and said: "Master, it is wrong to say that. According to legend, this set of needles was used by a medical sage, and it has lasted for thousands of years like new." It’s as thin as a hair, and it’s hollowed out and inlaid with gold, it’s really a rare commodity.”

Gongsun Ce waved his hand and said, "Boss, no matter how good it is, I won't have any money to pay you." It's flashy, but it doesn't really mean much.

The boss smiled as if he had been prepared for a long time, pulled him to the door, pointed to a restaurant called the Immortal Tower opposite, and said: "Today, a foreign guest came and set up a couplet in the restaurant. Who can tell, it is 100 taels of silver!"

It is not uncommon for Qinzhou merchants to have foreigners, but it is really rare to offer rewards. Whether it is the responsibility of the locality or out of curiosity, he has to go and see.

Going up the stairs, there are crowds of people, crowded with people, some watching the excitement, some scratching their heads and moaning incessantly.Someone laughed and said: "Unexpectedly, the Jiangnan talents who are famous all over the world are nothing more than this. My master is just an ordinary merchant, and there is no one to match the pair he made at random."

Gongsun Ce squeezed into the crowd, and saw a line of writing on the white wall:

The sky is the chessboard, the stars are the sons, who dares to play?

The cursive characters are flying and phoenix dancing, the atmosphere is hearty, and it is quite royal.

Gongsun Ce glanced at the straight and bright road downstairs, and walked forward. The noisy crowd suddenly fell silent, and all stared at the scholar.

Under it he wrote:

The ground is the pipa, the road is the string, which one dares to play?

Wei Bei's pen is like a dragon and a snake, and it can be retracted freely, and there is no lack of vigor in its elegance.

Suddenly someone yelled "Hello", applause and applause burst forth.

The moment Gongsun Ce put down his pen, he felt as if he had returned to the youthful years of those Qia classmates. Back then in Luzhou, he played piano, chess, calligraphy and painting with one against four, and won so heartily.

He undoubtedly likes the scene of being praised by others, even a little fuzzy.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth inadvertently, and a soft and bright luster shone in his eyes.

Someone said again: "Go."

Gongsun Ce came back to his senses, only to see a person sitting upright behind the purple door curtain in the private room, looking at him, he couldn't help but straighten his expression in embarrassment, and nodded slightly at him.

A waiter opened the curtain and came out, holding a white silk with both hands. The ink on it was still wet, and there was another couplet:

It's freezing cold, and there's nothing in the water that doesn't freeze

Gongsun Ce did not show weakness, thought for a while, and wrote:

Refugees in the country are worried, who will call the shots if the king does not come out?

The person behind the curtain rolled up his sleeves and put down his pen, while the waiter beside him said loudly: "My lord, can you show me your face with a glass of water and wine?"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Gongsun Ce couldn't refuse, so he had no choice but to follow the waiter's guidance and enter the private room.

Sitting at the banquet was a man with rough lines. His protruding browbones made his face sharp and angular. He showed no expression on his face. He was well-dressed, and his clothes and crowns were different from the appearance of the Central Plains. He must be a big businessman. .

He didn't even stand up to greet her, his arrogance couldn't be concealed.

Beside the man was a big fish tank, a small red and green fish with a small body and an uncoordinated mouth full of sharp teeth. He picked up a large piece of beef with chopsticks and threw it on the In the fish tank, the small fish that were still wandering around at that time suddenly gathered together as if possessed by a demon. Each one opened its mouth wide, and its sharp teeth pierced deeply into the flesh, writhing wildly. Biting, the meat was instantly divided and eaten so that there was not even a scum left.

Seeing this scene, Gongsun Ce couldn't help being stunned, and couldn't help but look at the man a second time. The man put down his chopsticks and sat upright.

The waiter led him to sit on the side, poured the wine, and then stepped back. Gongsun Ce said, "Look at the way you dress, you should be a merchant from the Western Regions. I don't know how to call him."

The man replied: "Wu Tianhen."

He didn't say any more words, so he picked up the wine in front of him and drank it in one gulp.

Gongsun Ce cupped his hands and said: "Mr. Wu!" He also picked up the wine in front of him and drank it in one gulp.

"Although Xixia and Song Dynasty have no major conflicts, there are constant conflicts on the border every year. I don't know if business is easy to do on the border between the two countries?"

Wu Tianhen glanced at him with a refined look, and said with an expressionless face: "The border between the two countries is full of swords and knives. Every step will kill you."

It's not a light accent, but it's strange that there is no distinction between flat tongue and tongue.The waiter stepped forward to pour the wine, Wu Tianhen pushed him slightly, then raised his head and drank it in one sip, Gongsun Ce had no choice but to follow the custom in the countryside and drink another glass.

"Having said that, the harder it is, the more dangerous it is, the more money you can make." Wu Tianhen raised the corners of his mouth, with the wind of the desert.

From Gongsun Ce's words, it sounded like smuggling, and he felt a little repulsion towards this arrogant businessman in his heart, at least he didn't like it.

"I hope that the war and conflict will stop one day, so that the people will live in peace, and Mr. Wu can do business with peace of mind and safety."

When it comes to war, I can't help but think of that domineering man.

Temporary war for permanent peace?Or is it for the general's own merits?He didn't know how many battles Pang Tong had fought, but now he wanted to ask him whether he thought of peace or merit in every battle he fought.

Thinking of him, there was a heart-wrenching feeling. Gongsun Ce was afraid of such a feeling, sensitive and fragile, was it because he drank alcohol?

Wu Tianhen drank the third glass of wine like drinking water, and Gongsun Ce also accompanied him for the third glass, his body gradually warmed up, and he felt that the wine was a bit sweet in a trance.

His drinking capacity was really not good, and he hadn't had lunch yet, so he drank three glasses of wine in a hurry and began to faint.

Wu Tianhen didn't notice his strangeness, he still said: "My son is outstanding in literary talent, but he is also concerned about the country and the people, so do it first and respect him."

The effect of alcohol is not only to warm up the cold body, but also to glue the broken heart together, whether it is pain or injury, it is clear.

These days are very wronged, unspeakable... wronged.

With watery eyes, Gongsun Ce drank more and more refreshingly.

Wu Tianhen looked at him with a gentle expression, and said, "Shaodao strong wine is only for you to drink with me like this."

Drunk, Gongsun Ce received it by the way: "Mr. Wu said so, he is also a lonely person."

Wu Tianhen was taken aback for a moment, then he showed an expression that could be called a smile, and said: "Lonely... Lonely..." The conversation changed and he said, "Is that young master also lonely?"

Gongsun Ce sat on the seat and couldn't stop his body from shaking slightly. He frowned and thought for a while, and said firmly, "No! I'm not lonely!"

Wu Tianhen looked at his drunken eyes playfully, and stopped drinking. He was afraid that if he had another drink, he would fall down directly.

"This trip to the south is just for the picturesque scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, but it's a pity that I have to go back...I..."

Before the words were finished, Gongsun Ce clapped his hands and said, "How difficult is this! I... I will paint the beautiful scenery with my husband!"

Wu Tianhen raised his eyebrows and let out an "oh".

Seeing Gongsun Ce leaning on the corner of the table to stand up, the feeling of dizziness suddenly increased, and he fell down and sat back indecently, shaking his head while rubbing his temples.Brother Gongzi, who behaved well at that time and spoke moderately, now has no image at all.

"Come here, take care of me with pen and ink."

Wu Tianhen stood up, only to see that he was unusually tall and strong, and the wind and sand blew out lines like knife carvings, which could not be covered even by soft silk.

Someone removed the dining table, set up a six-foot painting table, a sky-blue brush washer, and a piece of Anhui Xuan Xuan with Bai Shengxue. Drag, crack, turn, write the artistic conception in the chest.

Wu Tianhen stood behind him and watched him hold the pen. The pen moved like a spirit snake. His pen was only dipped in the ink in the inkstone, but the mountains that fell on the paper had corresponding shades. The tip of the torn pen remained unchanged. Lightly chapped, it is actually a piece of mountain rocks, with protrusions and depressions, the mountains are clear and integrated①.

What's more, he was drunk.

He was so drunk that he couldn't hold the pen tightly, and the pen with the thickness of a finger fell on the paper with a "click", and a large ball of ink color was formed on the deep rice paper. Gongsun Ce shook his head, picked up the pen, and took it out of the brush Bring out some water, wave your sleeves, and with just a few strokes, the ink color that was accidentally dropped has become a distant mountain in the mist.

After a while, the mountain was completed, and Wu Tianhen realized that what he painted was not the Elephant Trunk Mountain above the Lijiang River?The shape may be a little different, but they are all the same aura.

He dazedly touched the plum blossom Xiaohao on the case, with double hooks in the center, nearby trees, small bridges, flowing water, and people.

Suddenly Gongsun Ce stopped painting. Seeing that he was standing unsteadily, his eyes were filled with tears as he stared at the painting. He drew two trees, one growing at the foot of the mountain and the other growing in the farmhouse. The two of them want to entangle the branches together, no matter if they want to break their body shape or move their tendons.

Before his consciousness disappeared, Gongsun Ce swiped his pen and drew it straight to the clouds in the sky, and murmured, "Pang Tong...where are you going?"

I only felt a tightness in my waist, and the sky was dark.

Note ①: Chinese painting is a treasure in China, and landscape painting is the only one without a semicolon. You can refer to Mr. Bai Xueshi's Guilin landscape series.

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