The peaks are galloping to the west, thousands of horses are circling, and the mountains are heading east. The rapids are rushing down, and the jumping beads are splashing backwards; the small bridge is crossing, and the bow of the first month is missing. The old man is idle, the Heavenly Sect is troubled, and the principal is a hundred thousand loose. I
The small house, outside the shadow of the dragon and snake, amidst the sound of wind and rain.
There are many people rushing to meet each other first, and I feel refreshed when I see the three peaks coming in the morning. They look like the children of the Xie family, and they are upright and upright; they look like people in the courtyard, and the riders are graceful. I feel that they are majestic, profound and elegant, just like the article Tai Shigong. Xindi Road, asking where is Yan Lake?
The sun is misty and misty?
——"Qinyuanchun·Lingshan Qi'an built Yanhu Lake during the poem, but it was not completed" Xin Qiji
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Holding Li Tengkong's personal dagger, Bai Fu's head was huge.
It doesn’t matter if you pay it back, and it doesn’t matter if you don’t pay it back.
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"Low-key, show weakness, hide your edge, stay humble!"
This is what His Royal Highness the Prince warned himself when he presented the award. Bai Fu sighed deeply, brushed off his clothes and hid in the library of Hongwen Hall again.
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Bai Fu looked at the rubbings in his hands and was at a loss what to do.
There are still some oracle bone inscriptions in the ruined stele at Prince Yin's residence that have not been deciphered, making the corresponding cuneiform inscriptions impossible to decipher.
The main reason is that these characters do not appear in Xu Taifu's corresponding list of oracle bone characters and Chinese characters.
The clues to decipher it end here.
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On this day, Yun Baoquan, the director of the Library, returned from his travels, and Bai Fu hurriedly came to ask for advice. Yun Baoquan had been the director of the Library for decades, and his knowledge was profound and profound, but he might not know him well.
Taking the rubbing and looking at it carefully, Yun Baoquan thought for a long time and said: "I really don't recognize these cuneiform characters. But these oracle bone characters seem familiar to me. I seem to have seen them somewhere?"
Bai Fu was overjoyed.
Yun Baoquan took Bai Fu to the Forest of Steles, walked into the antique, calligraphy and painting restoration place, and said to several busy craftsmen: "Master Wang, do you recognize these words?"
Master Wang put down the ax and chisel in his hand, took the rubbing, squinted at it for a while, and said, "I don't know it, but I must have seen it before."
Master Wang called his apprentice, and three or five of them gathered together and chatted for a while. Then, Master Wang and his apprentice dragged out a small half of the broken stone tablet from the pile of stones piled up in the backyard.
Master Wang pointed to half of the stone tablet and said, "Bai Shaoxia, do you think it has this kind of writing?"
Bai Fu was overjoyed and danced, saying, "Yes, that's it! This stone tablet should have been huge, but why is there only a small half of it left?"
Master Wang sighed: "Although I don't recognize the words on this stone tablet, the stone is of top quality. In the past, a craftsman often used it piecemeal to repair other broken precious stone tablets. Over time, only
This small half of the monument is in ruins."
Master Wang took Bai Fu around the forest of steles and found several valuable stone steles that had been repaired with broken oracle bone inscriptions.
Only then did Bai Fu discover that many of the stele inscriptions he had copied, including the Stone Carvings at Mount Yi, the Wei Stele, and the Preface to the Holy Religion of the Tripitaka of the Tang Dynasty, had been repaired using this broken stele. But there was no such thing at the time.
Conscious, so I didn’t pay attention at all.
Bai Fu remembered Taifu Xu's words: "On the journey of learning, many things can only be known by seeing them. Only by inspecting ancient relics can we see them by knowing them!"
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After everyone dispersed, Bai Fu stayed alone in the forest of stele, sitting cross-legged on the ground, stroking the small half of the broken stele. This broken stele was placed in the corner, exposed to the sun and rain, and the edges and corners were damaged by axes, chisels and files.
It was taken down and used to make up for the damage to other valuable stone monuments.
At this moment, Bai Fu burst into tears. Isn't he this broken monument, just used to fill up other people's time...
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After his emotions calmed down, Bai Fu decided to rub out the oracle bone inscriptions on all the stone tablets in the forest of steles. Although he could no longer tell the order in which these characters appeared, it was difficult to decipher the words. But as long as he rubbed them out by himself, it proved that they had also been
Appeared indomitably.
As soon as this thought came out, Bai Fu immediately took action, not missing every stone tablet, searching word by word. With a goal, he had motivation. His worries diminished, and his curiosity gradually arose.
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Bai Fu found a stone tablet with oracle bone inscriptions, cleaned the surface of the monument with water, washed away the moss and dirt on the monument, and waited for the surface to dry.
Then apply a layer of Bletilla striata water evenly on the monument to make the rubbing paper stick firmly to the monument. After applying the paper, brush it flat with a soft brush. Then tap it with a bristle brush to make the text concave. Then use the rubbing bag to apply ink.
Beat it back and forth gradually and intensively. Finally, remove the rubbing and let it dry naturally.
Three days later, Bai Fu copied thousands of oracle bone characters, far more than the oracle bone characters Xu Taifu asked Bai Fu to memorize. Therefore, Bai Fu could not recognize more than half of the characters.
Bai Fu felt dizzy and had a dull swelling and pain. The Chinese characters corresponding to these oracle bone inscriptions seemed to be about to burst out of the ground and jump out of his mind.
But even this layer of window paper cannot be broken through.
Bai Fu was not discouraged and continued to rub the words on the stone tablet.
When rubbing the "Tang Ji Wang Xi's Preface to the Holy Religion Stele", strong winds continued, and the rubbing paper could not stick to the stele. Bai Fu had to fold the rubbing paper in half and fix it on the front and back of the stele. Then he put the rubbing paper on the back of the stele and the sides of the stele.
Brush a layer of bletilla striata water to make the rubbing paper better fixed.
After the rubbing was completed, Bai Fu laid the rubbing flat to dry. The folded side of the rubbing was also slowly unfolded.
At this time, the setting sun was shining slantly, and a ray of sunlight shone on the rubbing paper. An oracle bone character appeared on the rubbing paper, and a Chinese character appeared on the other side of the folded paper.
Coincidentally, this oracle bone script, which Bai Fu recognized, actually has the same meaning as this Chinese character!
Bai Fu was startled, as if he was struck by lightning. In the flash of light and flint, he was enlightened!
The oracle bone stele is used to repair valuable stone stele. The inscription is on the front of the stone stele, and the oracle bone stele is on the back or side.
Paradoxically, I don’t know which craftsman repaired the stele. The oracle bone characters on the back or side of the stele actually correspond to the Chinese characters on the front of the stele!
If it wasn't an accidental collision, then the craftsman who repaired the stone tablet recognized the oracle bone inscriptions!
This discovery drove Bai Fu completely into madness.
He quickly found a few rubbings of oracle bone inscriptions that he recognized to check. Sure enough, almost all the oracle bone inscriptions corresponded one-to-one with the Chinese characters on the front of the stele!
Bai Fuhuo rushed into the repair place of the stone tablets and shouted to Master Wang: "Master Wang, who restored these precious stone tablets?"
Master Wang hunched over and recalled for a long time, then said: "It must have been decades ago, right? I was still a young apprentice at that time, learning skills from my master.
A poor scholar who came to Beijing to take the exam came to the Hongwen Museum. He was studying in the library to prepare for the exam. In his spare time, he helped the library repair some calligraphy and paintings to supplement daily expenses.
When I was copying the inscriptions on the tablets, I saw the damage to these precious stone tablets, so I took the initiative to ask for the repair of the stone tablets. His craftsmanship was very good. If he hadn't won the first prize later, my master would have made him a closed disciple long ago, and many of his unique skills would not have been lost.
Lost. Alas..."
Bai Fu was shocked: "What, this person has won the first prize?!"
That shouldn't be an unknown person. Bai Fu quickly asked: "Master Wang, who is this person's name, do you still remember him?"
Master Wang smiled and said: "I can't remember, how many years has it been! If you win the first prize, you will be a high official. How can we, the craftsmen, rise so high!"
When Bai Fu heard this, his heart sank to the bottom of the water.
Seeing this, Master Wang said happily: "Young Master Bai, I haven't finished speaking yet. Although I can't remember clearly, but according to the rules, repairs to stone tablets are all recorded. I'll check it for you, maybe I can find it. Haha"
Bai Fu was both angry and happy, and said: "Master Wang, you always like to tell the truth. You always say half of what you say." After saying that, Pi Dian Pi Dian followed Master Wang into the warehouse and looked for the repair records of that year.
An hour later, Master Wang finally found this repair record from the file that had been dusty for many years. On it was a person's name written in small regular letters: "Renovation Craftsman: Deng Bi"
Bai Fu was struck by lightning again and was stunned on the spot.
This Deng Bi is not someone else, but the name of Taoist Qingxuan before he became a monk!