Chu Qing chose to walk, just in time to see the bustling capital.
After "coming" for so long, this is the first time he has left the house.
The Chu Mansion is located in Tai'anfang, and most of the houses here are where courtiers of fifth rank or above live.
After the archway of Tai'anfang is Nanshi. There are four cities in Changjing, east, south, west and north. Each city has direct access to four gates, and Nanshi is also the closest to the palace.
If "fang" refers to a residential area, then "city" refers to a commercial street.
"Master." Not far from the Chu Mansion, Fu San called out, looking like he was hesitating to speak.
Chu Qing waved: "You don't have to be half a step behind me, we can just walk side by side."
"No, no, no one can walk side by side with the master."
"No, you also know my reputation. Don't let some unscrupulous man rush out and stab me twice while I'm walking. You can stay closer so you can protect me in time."
"That's true." Fu San thought it made sense, and hurriedly took two steps to walk side by side with Chu Qing: "Young Master, the people in Tao Mansion are all scholars."
"Yeah, I know, what's wrong with the Shili family?"
Fu San's face was full of worry: "But you are not good at such dirty things as reading and writing. You are not good at it. This is so rash. What should I do if I encounter difficulties?"
"That's right."
Chu Qing was also a little confused for a moment.
Although there were occasional wars at the border, the country was peaceful with singing and dancing. The Dachang Dynasty had been at peace for a long time, and the trend of emphasizing culture over martial arts was getting stronger day by day. Scholars, farmers, industry, merchants, and literati were the most respected.
Although Chu Wensheng, the leader of the Chu Mansion, was a civil servant and had a Chinese character in his name, he was actually a military commander. Precisely because of this, he was incompatible with the civil servants above the court. Most of the people he interacted with on weekdays were military commanders.
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The head of the Tao family is the prince's young master, and he is a famous scholar in the capital. Even if he enters the Tao family, people may not take him seriously.
My reputation is not good, and my father is not a powerful figure, so I might be rejected after I go there.
"Young Master, we can't go empty-handed. I've heard about it before. There are some rude people in the Tao Mansion. They like to tinker with useless things like calligraphy, paintings, and famous posters. I want you to tell me.
Why don't you buy some calligraphy and painting and send them over so that Tao Mansion can take a look at them."
"I think it's okay." Chu Qing snapped his fingers and agreed happily.
There is no one who doesn't bring gifts when visiting someone's door. If you don't have tobacco or alcohol, you can just get a few paintings and calligraphy, which can be regarded as a match.
Just as he was passing by Nanshi, Chu Qing started looking for a shop selling calligraphy and paintings.
Among the four cities, Nanshi is not as crowded as the other three cities, but it is also the most "high-end" commercial area. Most of the hundreds of shops sell "luxury jewelry", silk cloth, and rare antiques.
, calligraphy, painting, calligraphy and calligraphy.
There was a gentle breeze, and the signboard flags were fluttering slightly. Chu Qing looked around and saw that although there were not many people on the street, most of them were people wearing gorgeous clothes. He could tell at a glance that they were all dignitaries.
Being in Nanshi, the warm sunlight shines on your body and on the red tiles and green walls, making the world in front of you a little more colorful.
"Actually, this Chang Dynasty..." Chu Qing smiled and murmured in a low voice: "It's pretty good."
Several sounds of soft chanting seemed to be absent. Chu Qing stopped and listened for a moment before he realized that it was the sound of the piano.
The sound of the piano is melodious and melodious at times, like a cheerful stream flowing slowly.
In an instant, it is like weeping or complaining, rising and falling, deep, tactful yet passionate.
The sound of the piano seems to have some kind of magic power that makes people intoxicated.
Chu Qing looked around and saw that the voice came from a shop called Qizhenju on the corner of the street.
Involuntarily, Chu Qing walked quickly with Fu San.
Qizhen Residence, a two-story red-tiled building, the sound of the piano has stopped. Chu Qing turned around and said to Fu San with a smile: "I bet that the person playing the piano must be a woman, a beautiful woman, do you believe it?"
"Xin." Fusan echoed, "Xin, I believe everything you say about small things."
With a laugh, Chu Qing opened the curtain and walked into Qizhen Residence.
The room is slightly empty, with various calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, a few low tables with some toys and other items, and a screen at the end.
The futou-robed shopkeeper and the two waiters had their backs to the door and faced the screen. Behind the screen they could see a man playing the piano.
Hearing the footsteps, the shopkeeper turned around and saw the guest, and his face was filled with smiles.
"Masters." After calling out, the shopkeeper quickly ordered the waiter to make tea.
The shopkeeper was slightly fat, about forty, and habitually hunched over his waist: "This young master, this is the first time he comes to our rare residence."
Chu Qing ignored the shopkeeper at all, but wanted to find an angle to see what the person playing the piano looked like behind the screen.
Unfortunately, the screen is thick and thick, so one can only vaguely see the figure of the person. As for his figure, appearance, and virtues, it is not clear.
Fu San said: "Shopkeeper, my young master wants to choose some calligraphy and paintings."
"Yes, there are calligraphy and paintings." The shopkeeper pointed to three walls: "They are all made by famous artists. I don't know if this young master wants calligraphy and painting, or famous poems. If they are antiques, they are also available in the store. They can be viewed at home and given to friends.
Elders, they all have it, they all have it.”
Chu Qing tried hard to watch for a long time, but still couldn't see the person behind the screen clearly. He had no choice but to give up and said casually: "Give me two kilograms of calligraphy and painting. Do you have any recommendations?"
The shopkeeper was stunned when he heard this.
This was the first time he had heard of using "zheng" when buying calligraphy and painting.
However, the shopkeeper is not surprised. In the calligraphy and painting business in Nanshi, most of the young people he comes into contact with are the sons of nobles and officials. However, these young men don't have any ink in their stomachs. Most of them buy it back to the government to show off.
It's just arty.
It is worth mentioning that the shopkeeper likes this kind of customers the most. One is not knowledgeable about the goods, and the other is not short of money.
Chu Qing looked at the wall with his hands behind his back, nodded repeatedly, and finally realized that he couldn't understand.
There are a lot of words written on it that look like ghost drawings, and I don’t know what they are written on.
But Chu Qing didn't dare to ask yet.
He was afraid that the shopkeeper would see that he was a loser.
With a casual gesture, Chu Qing asked, "How did you sell that one?"
"Young master, you have a good eye for Li Chun Fu." The shopkeeper saw that he was a regular salesman and said with a smile: "Although the author of this Li Chun Fu, Huang Si, is not well-known, he does have literary talent. A Li Chun Fu
, endless sorrow and..."
Chu Qing interrupted impatiently: "I'm in a hurry to eat hard food. I don't have that much time to do my ink. You can just tell me how much it will cost and we'll be done."
The shopkeeper was not angry and said with a smile: "Four pieces of money."
Chu Qing's expression changed slightly.
In the Chang Dynasty, one tael of gold was equal to ten taels of silver, and one tael of silver could be exchanged for one thousand penny, which was Yiguan.
This amount of money can buy one stone of rice, and one stone is equal to sixty kilograms.
"Damn, you think of me as the top brother."
The shopkeeper was confused: "Do you think the price is high?"