Chapter 245: Yi Jun Still Hasn’t Seen the Flowers (2)
When they arrived at the gate of Prince Duan's Mansion, Huang Shanqian and the others were surprised to find that it was really lively.
The tall palace lanterns were placed in two rows on the left and right of the door, illuminating as brightly as day.
Carriages came one after another and stopped at the side door. The people in the cars got out with smiles and walked in like a spring breeze under the guidance of the door.
When meeting familiar people, they would greet each other a few times, chat and laugh, and go in hand in hand.
The scene was full of traffic and crowded with people. Coupled with the lingering sound of silk and bamboo singing, it seemed that the palace at this end was very lively and popular.
What's going on? His Royal Highness Duan Wang has made a comeback, and the market is bullish again?
After taking a closer look, Huang Shanqian and the others saw the door.
Almost all those who came here were literati who were famous for their poetry, paintings, lyrics and music. They were either professors from a certain liberal arts college or lecturers from Guzong College; they were either academics from the Chinese Literature Museum or painters of paintings.
You can also see sumo wrestlers, Cuju and polo players, all of whom are popular figures in recent major leagues; as well as famous actors in Zhugong Opera, Zaju and Nanqu.
There seem to be very few people with serious official positions.
That's right.
King Duan went through several ups and downs, from being the king of Suining County to being the king of Wu, and then being demoted from being the king of Wu to being the king of Duan. Everyone has seen through it all, and they only talk about romance, and don't care about anything else.
He went forward to submit his name, and soon someone came out. He was wearing a green straight dress, a footless futou on his head, and a pair of hard-soled cotton boots.
When we met, we first sang a rude promise: "rude, rude! The younger one is Duan Wangfu's external steward. It is a great honor for the three high-ranking officials to come to the palace. My highness is accompanying the distinguished guests inside."
, unable to get away for a while, he asked the younger ones to come and greet the three of them. It was very rude to be negligent! Please forgive me."
Huang Qianshan and the other three knew that these were polite words. It is estimated that their posts would not be delivered to His Highness Prince Duan, and they would only send messages to his servants.
No matter how downcast he is, he is still the elder brother of the official family and the prince of the Song Dynasty.
"I took the liberty of visiting you and disturbed His Highness's pleasure. I am rude and rude. Please forgive me." Huang Qianshan, on behalf of the three of them, replied with a polite promise first.
"Three officers, please come this way." He said a few words of greeting, then asked to go to the side and lead the way.
Following Gao Qiu into the palace, he saw banquets everywhere. The literati who had just come in were in small groups, gathering at a table, talking about poetry and painting, and felt very uncomfortable.
There were also those who were drinking and dancing happily, as if they were dancing to the poems and paintings they were talking about. There were also a few who rushed to the pond and bent down to imitate Li Taibai's drunk fishing for the moon. Fortunately, the palace had servants everywhere, and when they saw
He rushed forward and pulled these people out.
Huang Qianshan also saw two or three people, shirtless and red-faced, walking back and forth in the yard as if dogs were chasing them. They would also spread their arms from time to time, like birds flying.
Seeing the strange movements and confused eyes of these two or three people, Huang Qianshan and the others were stunned. What was this going on? After thinking about it, they understood.
"Are they taking Five Stone Powder?"
Gao Qiu said quickly: "They brought this themselves. They say it is the dragon and tiger red lead refined by the Jade Emperor Temple. I solemnly declare that our Duan Palace will never provide these illegal things. They brought them themselves."
. Later, after they have dispersed the medicine, we will send them back, and they will not be allowed to enter the house again next time."
When Huang Qianshan and the others heard this, they disagreed.
In the peaceful and prosperous age, some people were so idle that they dug out the five-stone powder that had been passed down from the Wei and Jin Dynasties to the former Tang Dynasty. They also added a lot of mysterious medicinal stones and carried them forward. Most of the people who refined these things were Taoist temples, such as Gao Gao just now
Please tell me about Longhu Red Lead, Huichun Pills, Qianchun Yongbao Pills...
The Huimin Bureau cited the words of Sun Simiao, the king of medicine, "when encountering such a poisonous prescription, it must be burned immediately and not left for a long time." It was determined to be an illegal poison and reported to the Shangshu Province for strict investigation. Later, the officials personally intervened and formed the Zhongshu Province
law.
Anyone who makes, traffics, or smokes it will be severely punished.
However, some literati and poets just couldn't restrain their unrestrained love for freedom and insisted on having an ecstatic addiction. They thought that no one would care if they smoked this stuff in Prince Duan's palace, so they became unbridled.
"I would like to suggest that it is better to send them directly to the police station to set an example and stop some people from thinking. If word spreads that someone in the palace has done this illegal thing, the censors in the Metropolitan Procuratorate should not swarm on them.
?”
Huang Qianshan reminded me.
Gao Qiu replied with a bitter face: "What Mr. Huang Daguan said is absolutely true. We have also reminded him several times, but our Highness is kind-hearted and treats these scholars very favorably. He cannot bear to ruin their reputation and future, so he takes more care of them. We do this
It’s hard to talk about servants.”
Huang Qianshan and the other three looked at each other in shock and said no more.
Originally, I just wanted to form a good relationship, so I just said it. Whether I do it or not is the family's business and I have no control over it.
He was led to a pavilion facing the water. There were more than a dozen people sitting inside, including Li Tang, Mi Youren and several other great painters. Zhao Ji lay lazily on the couch in the middle.
Opposite the small pool is a stage with three people in gorgeous costumes singing and performing. This is the newly emerged opera - Nanqu.
Gao Qiu asked the three of them to wait outside the pavilion. He went in first and said a few words in Zhao Ji's ear.
Zhao Ji climbed up and shouted loudly: "Where is it? Where is it?"
When he shouted, not only did everyone who was watching the show turn their heads, but the gongs, drums, and string instruments on the opposite stage also stopped.
The three angles on the stage stood still in their original positions.
Gao Qiu quickly led Huang Qianshan and the others to Zhao Ji.
"Huang Maohe/Liu Yanyou/Wang Tingjun have met His Royal Highness Prince Duan."
"Hurry up and forgive me!" Zhao Ji seemed to be very excited, sitting on the couch and dancing, "Hurry up and set up a seat, hurry up and serve tea, serve good tea."
When the three of them sat down, Zhao Ji said very excitedly: "Huang Maohe, Liu Yanyou, I remember you two. You are quite conscientious. In those days, I had thousands of diners, and many died of illness.
In the past two years, no one has been willing to meet me, an empty-headed and heartless Prince Duan."
Huang Qianshan and the other three were smiling, but their hearts were filled with tears.
My lord, can Zhang Bangchang and those people be declared dead of illness? They all died suddenly after someone pinched their noses, forced a bowl of medicine into their mouths!
"It is said that my prince's palace has now become a den for talented poets and frustrated people. People with serious official careers are afraid to come. Look, aren't there three people here now?"
Listening to Zhao Ji's resentful words, Huang Qianshan and the other three all had beads of sweat dripping down their faces, feeling extremely regretful.
Why am I so damn arrogant? I have to worry about my reputation and come to visit once. Now it's fine. King Duan's words have spread, and he's fine anyway. Let's just sit on the wax.
If someone from the interview office finds out again, please pass it on to the secretary and save it... My own mother! I have a bright future.
Wang Boyan felt the most uneasy. He wanted to stand up and say to Zhao Ji: "His Royal Highness Duan Wang, I am only a student, not an official, and I am not worthy of coming to your palace. Why don't you treat me like a fart and let me out. Just treat me as a fart."
I'm not a person, I'm just a confused pig who insists on following me around."
The scene was very awkward for a time, and Li Tang and Mi Youren, who were sitting next to them, offered some words of advice.
Since Wang Shen, Li Gonglin, Mi Fu and other close friends have died of illness - these are serious deaths, now they are the only two who can talk to Zhao Ji.
One is already a master in the painting world, and the other is the eldest son of Master Mi Fu and is also a master in the painting world.
After a few words of persuasion, Zhao Ji slowly came to his senses.
He knows that there are countless eyes and ears of Brother Thirteen inside and outside his house. Brother Thirteen may not care about his nonsense, but if his close friends and close ministers catch wind of it, they will come up and impeach him.
, and was fined half a year's salary, can you still have fun in the future?
With no money in his pocket and a large family to support, Zhao Ji couldn't be tough anymore. He just felt a little bored and waved his hand and said: "Let's get started!"
On the opposite stage, they continued to sing and perform again. Not only did they sing high and low, but their movements were also precise. Compared with Zhugong Diao, which was just rapping, it was not only satisfying for the ears, but also a feast for the eyes.
Compared with the drama, it is not that noisy. It is both dancing and juggling, so the drama is really too noisy.
"This is called "The Romance of the West Chamber". It is adapted from the famous excerpt of Zhugong Diao - "Dong Xixiang". I and several others worked together to change the lyrics, compose the music, and then set the tune. In total.
A six-act play with five characters..."
Zhao Ji seemed to be trying to ease the awkward atmosphere just now, and took the initiative to explain to Huang Qianshan and the others.
"Your Majesty is so versatile, and the literary world of the Song Dynasty is really looking forward to him."
The flattery of Huang Qianshan and the others is not unconscionable. Zhao Ji's fine brushwork and thin gold calligraphy are the two masterpieces of the Song Dynasty calligraphy and painting academy and are world-renowned.
"Invincibility starts with sacrificing the ancestor"
After listening to a piece of "The Romance of the West Chamber" and drinking a bowl of tea, Huang Qianshan and the other three stood up to say goodbye, saying that it was getting late and they had to go to the Ministry of Civil Affairs tomorrow to order the meal, so they did not dare to delay.
Zhao Ji said a few polite words, but did not leave the three of them alone.
After leaving the palace and getting on the carriage, Wang Boyan couldn't help but ask: "Maohe, Yanyou, are you two really going to the Ministry of Civil Affairs to order a meal tomorrow?"
Liu Yu glanced at Huang Qianshan and replied: "I have already finished the handover with the Du branch, and I am just waiting for the reply. There is no need to go to the official department to order."
Huang Qianshan replied: "It's just an excuse. I won't dare to come to Prince Duan's Mansion from now on. I really have something to do tomorrow and I have to visit Mr. Zhang."
Liu Yu and Wang Boyan's eyelids twitched in unison, and they asked in unison: "Who is Mr. Zhang?"
"That's my fellow countryman, the former Dazai, the Duke of Dongyang County, and now the professor of Chengjun University, Zhang Zihou Zhang Gong."
Listening to Huang Qianshan's triumphant words, Wang Boyan and Liu Yu felt envious and jealous in their hearts.
Now Zhang Dun is in good terms with Zhao Sijun. He is seventy-six years old and in very good health. He has also been appointed as a professor at Sungkyun University and has taught two courses. His life is very comfortable and he will live ten more years.
People believe it every year.
Liu Yu and Wang Boyan also began to wonder, why didn't they take us to visit Zhang Gong tonight, and why did we come to this unlucky Prince Duan's Mansion instead?