When the group left Chongming Tower, they planned to walk along the street to see where people were discussing poetry and poetry, or inviting people to paint, so that Tang Yin could put his talents to good use.
Not wanting to take a few steps, Tang Yin suddenly turned his head and looked at a teahouse next to him. His face was filled with memories, as if he was remembering some old friend and stopped moving forward.
"Why, does this place trigger memories for Mr. Zhu Hao?" Zhu Hao asked.
Tang Yin sighed: "When I first came to the capital, I recited poems and painted here, and I was very high-spirited. I never thought that many years later, the teahouse is still there, but things have changed."
As he was talking, a middle-aged scholar wearing a straight jacket came out, as if he was eagerly waiting for someone.
When the middle-aged scholar saw Zhu Hao and his entourage, he was stunned for a moment, then walked over quickly and asked expectantly: "Who among you... is the layman of Hengshan?"
Lu Song stepped forward to block this person: "There are no Hengshan laymen here, go away!"
The other party walked aside angrily.
Lu Song then turned around, looked at Tang Yin, and asked, "Sir, shall we continue going forward?"
Zhu Hao smiled and said: "Hengshan layman is an old friend of Liuru layman. The two of us have not seen each other for many years. Since we know that the old friend will come, how can you leave alone?"
The so-called "Hengshan layman" is naturally Wen Zhengming, who is one of the "four great talents in the south of the Yangtze River" along with Tang Yin.
"You do know."
Tang Yin glanced at Zhu Hao, shook his head and sighed, "Three years ago when I went back to my hometown to visit relatives, I met him once. We sat down and chatted with him. Three years passed in the blink of an eye, and he actually came to the capital this time.
Already."
Sun Ru put her hand on her purse and said loudly: "Let's take over this teahouse!"
If you have money in your pocket, you will be tough when you speak!
Jiang Rong looked at this elder brother with envy, as if he were looking at a rich man from the countryside, thinking that he could do whatever he wanted even if he had money at the feet of the emperor.
Zhu Hao said: "There is no need to book it. Let's go in and sit down and wait for Mr.'s old friend to come."
Tang Yin nodded and walked towards the teahouse. The middle-aged scholar who was waiting for others did not dare to stop him when he saw this gesture. The teahouse was not owned by his family, so he had no right to interfere with anyone who wanted to enter.
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Compared with the Chongming Building opposite, the teahouse has two floors. The first floor is made of bricks and stones, and the second floor is basically a wooden structure. Once you go upstairs, the space becomes cramped. The floor height is only about two meters, and the ceiling is
There is a feeling that is within reach.
The floorboards creak and creak when stepped on, giving people the illusion that they are about to collapse at any time.
There are eight tables upstairs. At this time, the four tables in the middle have been occupied by more than a dozen young and middle-aged scholars of different ages. Two of the square tables are put together, with pens, inks, paper and inkstones placed on them, and white paper spread out.
Someone was swiping brush on it to practice calligraphy.
"Good calligraphy, good calligraphy."
A group of people compliment each other.
At first glance, the style of this group of people is obviously different from the scholars in Chongming Tower. They don't look like juren or students running for official career, but rather like a group of people who can only "leisurely drink and chat to comfort their lives."
The down-and-out scholar.
If it weren't for the fact that Tang Yin was now famous in Prince Xing's Mansion and had a touch of nobility about him, this group of people would have a similar temperament to Tang Yin before.
When Tang Yin saw someone practicing calligraphy, he immediately became interested. It was completely different from the drowsy mental state when he was listening to a group of people expounding the classics in Chongming Tower. Moreover, Tang Yin was the kind of free and easy character who liked to make friends with others, so he left as soon as possible.
past.
"This calligraphy follows the method of Huangshan Valley Daxing Kai. Unfortunately, when I wrote it, my writing strength was a little lacking, and the strokes were slightly tactful, so I couldn't finish them in one go. This calligraphy is not about brushwork, but about arm strength and wrist strength. It still needs hard work, but... Your Excellency
At such an age, I am afraid that I will be powerless. If I were in my prime, I might become a famous calligrapher and painter..."
Tang Yin didn't ask the other party if he wanted to hear it, and just made some spicy comments.
The other party almost jumped when he heard this.
My handwriting is so fast and powerful that it penetrates the back of the paper. It can be said that I have a good reputation!
You, a bad old man who is older than me, come up and tell me that I am too old and my wrist strength cannot keep up and I cannot write well... Who do you think you are?
However, the frustrated scholars have the humility of the literati, or in other words... low self-esteem. Without knowing the details of the other party, they naturally cannot yell and scold them casually. Their faces turned red, and then the writer came out next to them.
One person asked: "I wonder who this dear friend is..."
Tang Yin was startled for a moment, thinking that he was just waiting for someone, and these were strangers A, B, B, and D. He suddenly felt that the other party might not like to hear that he was speaking in a tone of criticizing his friends.
He had never cared about these things in the past, but after many years in Prince Xing's Mansion, he had become more or less imbued with the habits of a Confucian official, and he began to care about sophistication and sophistication. Naturally, he realized that there was something wrong with his actions.
Zhu Hao stepped forward and said: "My husband also studies calligraphy and painting. It is your honor for him to comment on you!"
It's not a big deal for those who watch the fun.
Even Tang Yin felt that Zhu Hao was too arrogant and domineering, so I deliberately stopped saying, why are you still fanning the flames and adding fuel to the fire?
"Where do you come from? After practicing calligraphy and painting for a few days, you think you are the best in the world? This Li Yun and Li Maocai were once cultivated by Shen Shitian, a master of calligraphy and painting. The calligraphy and painting in the capital can be said to be top-notch. How can you be so presumptuous?
?”
Someone nearby yelled.
Shen Shitian is Shen Zhou, a famous painter, calligrapher, writer, and medical scientist in the Ming Dynasty. Together with Wen Zhengming, Tang Yin, and Qiu Ying, he is known as the "Four Ming Schools" and is the founder of the Wumen School of Painting.
Zhu Hao replied loudly: "Who are you looking down on? My husband's calligraphy and painting are not inferior to Shen Shitian's, otherwise..."
Zhu Hao turned his head and looked at Tang Yin, with a slightly narrow look in his eyes, as if to say, you, a master of calligraphy and painting in this world, why don't you show your skills in front of these bumpkins?
Tang Yin suddenly thought of what Zhu Hao said when he left Chongming Tower, and thought, maybe this guy wants me to inspire the unruly and wild spirit of the past, fight with the scholars of the capital, and let me return to the youthful spirit.
High-spirited?
hiss……
"I'm getting old, and my writing skills are no longer good. What I said before was inappropriate. I hope you can forgive me."
Tang Yin actually changed his style and took the initiative to admit his mistake.
Now even Lu Song next to him couldn't bear to look at him.
You, Tang Yin, can be humble. Do you have a reason to give up on calligraphy, painting or poetry? Is there anyone in the world who is more powerful and famous than you?
Tang Yin pulled Zhu Hao aside.
Those who were discussing calligraphy and painting did not make things difficult. One good thing about literati, especially down-and-out literati, is that they are "magnanimous."
Even if you're cowardly, it's over.
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They sat down at the tea table by the window. As Zhu Hao's disciples, Jiang Rong and Sun Ru could only stand, while Tang Yin, Zhu Hao and Lu Song sat around the table.
The tea doctor came up and poured tea.
When Zhu Hao saw that the opposite person was still writing calligraphy and painting, he couldn't help but smile and asked: "Sir, you haven't touched painting for many years, are you a little rusty?"
Tang Yin shook his head: "Being unfamiliar or not is not a reason to fight with others. I know you have good writing skills, so I want to fight for you and make a name for yourself. I... ugh!"
Lu Song smiled and complimented: "It seems that Mr. Qi cultivation has made great progress, and there is no need to accumulate a reputation in calligraphy and painting in front of the world."
The implication is that Tang Yin is very famous and does not need to have a sense of presence in front of these passers-by. It is estimated that these people will not be able to make him famous.
Just as he was talking, the middle-aged scholar who was waiting downstairs hurriedly ran up and said: "The talented man from Jiangnan is here..."
When everyone heard this, they threw aside the pens and papers at hand and went downstairs to greet him.
Tang Yin couldn't help but go to the window to take a look, but he saw a carriage parked in front of the tea house. The horse was very thin and the carriage was poorly decorated, making it look extremely shabby. The driver helped a man about fifty years old out of the carriage.
, the man was in good spirits, but his blue shirt had turned white after washing, and he looked a little downcast. His stature was shorter than Tang Yin, and his body showed the character of a scholar.
After Tang Yin saw it, he almost burst into tears.
When people are in a foreign land and see old friends they haven't seen for many years, a sense of happiness arises like "meeting an old friend in a foreign land".
"I wonder how he is doing. Did he pass the provincial examination...?"
Tang Yin was a little hesitant.
The biggest regret in Wen Zhengming's life was that he failed in the nine provincial examinations. After failing in the last provincial examination in the first year of Jiajing, he was recommended by Li Chongsi, then Minister of Works, to the capital as a tribute student and passed the civil service examination the following year.
, obtained a status as a low-level official who was "waiting for imperial edict in the Hanlin Academy", and finally had the opportunity to embark on an official career. However, because his position was really insignificant and he had no sense of existence, he left the capital three years later and regained his freedom.
It can be said that among the four great talents in the south of the Yangtze River, apart from Xu Zhenqing who passed the imperial examination, Zhu Yunming, Wen Zhengming and Tang Yin were all brothers and sisters in the imperial examination.
Tang Yin was talented but was not qualified to take the academic examination. Zhu Yunming failed the imperial examination many times. He waited until all his sons passed the Jinshi examination before giving up the imperial examination. Wen Zhengming was the most unlucky, not even passing the imperial examination.
At this time, Wen Zhengming, who had just got off the carriage, was highly praised by everyone. He still had the same problem as Tang Yin. Wen Zhengming failed in the imperial examination, but he was recognized as a famous artist in calligraphy and painting. He was able to come to the capital.
It is definitely a major event in the world of calligraphy and painting.
But Zhu Hao felt that there were only so many shabby scholars waiting to greet him, and there were not enough cards.
It’s still the same problem. Even if you are capable, you can’t join the inner circle of scholars because you don’t have the matching fame... Look at Jieyuan, a new member of Beizhili next door. He is praised by everyone at a young age. You
A world-famous Jiangnan talent is nothing more than that.
No, they are two great talents from Jiangnan.
Tang Yin did not take the initiative to go out to meet him, but waited for Wen Zhengming to go up to the second floor of the teahouse surrounded by everyone. Wen Zhengming did not notice this corner seat at all, and did not recognize the well-dressed Tang Yin for a while.
I haven't seen him for a few years. Tang Yin is no longer what he used to be. His net worth is at least a thousand taels of silver... His salary from the palace is only the second most important thing. There are also dividends given to him by Zhu Hao, rewards for defeating bandits, and gifts given to him by everyone in the palace during New Years and holidays.
etc……
Tang Yin now has no shortage of basic necessities, food, housing and transportation.
On the contrary, Wen Zhengming's previous life was full of luxury and good food, but as the influence of his father's generation gradually dissipated and he began to compete for personal abilities, Wen Zhengming, due to poor circumstances, gradually followed the same path that Tang Yin took in history before he met Zhu Hao. In my middle and later years, I started to feel sleepy.
"Master Li, this is Li Yun, who studied under Shen Shitian. He has just finished writing...please take a look."
As soon as Wen Zhengming arrived, someone had to exert his "connoisseur" ability and push him in front of the text that Tang Yin had just commented on.