Volume 1 The Empire in the Morning Chapter 180 Rice is eaten and eggs are poured out
Volume One: The Empire in the Morning, Chapter 180: What you eat is rice, what comes out is eggs
After drawing the first talisman of his life, Ning Que was of course very happy, and then calmed down and sighed, but he was not as ecstatic as when he embarked on the path of spiritual practice last year. Because the practice had tortured him for more than ten years, he was already desperate but suddenly
Success and talismans are a matter of course, and it will happen naturally. He knows that he will definitely understand the truth, but he doesn't know when.
Calm and joyful, it was naturally impossible for him to beat gongs and drums and go around the streets to announce it to the whole world. He only told those closest to him, and then he was a little surprised to find that the reactions of these guys after learning about the incident were actually much better than his own.
Even more intense, I couldn't help but be confused for a while about who wrote the water talisman on the white paper on the desk.
Sang Sang actually went to Desheng Residence and invited a master to come back and make table noodles. The senior brothers and sisters in the back of the academy rushed to tell each other, thinking that from now on, the young junior brother would be obsessed with the Tao of Talisman, and he must not be able to practice the rotten flying sword anymore.
The head and the butt of the big white goose would be much safer, so he danced with his hands and feet, played the flute and played the harp and sang softly in response. After master Yan Se knew the news, he first sat in the South Gate Temple for a while, and then went
Hong Xiuzhao indulged in alcohol without restraint, and when he was drunk, for some reason two lines of tears flowed down his old face.
On the third day after the summer rain, the respected wine-sacrifice master of the Tang Dynasty randomly chose a name and held a banquet in his house. Dozens of officials were invited to drink and have fun in the courtyard under the rain-covered corridor.
, everyone has doubts but it is difficult to ask questions.
Naturally, the court dignitaries would not sit in the courtyard with these middle-level officials, but would chat with the old Jijiu Master in the main room. Listening to the hearty laughter of the Jijiu Master, they felt more doubtful than the officials outside.
Everyone was speculating about what happy event had happened that could make the old man, who leads the literary world with academic articles and has always been so serious about his words, so happy. Could it be that the border troops had conquered a large territory for the empire somewhere, or was it that the granddaughter of the old man wanted to
Getting married?
On this occasion, I didn't care what was going on and just wanted to join in the fun. I just looked at the other old man with pale hair sitting to the left of the old priest. Even the Minister of Rites couldn't say much.
That gentleman is Wang Shichen, a bachelor of Wenyuan Pavilion. Looking at the entire court, except for the prime minister and several other people, only this bachelor dares not to look good on the old Jijiu master. What's more, everyone knows that this
The two elders have always been at odds.
The feud between sacrificial wine and academicians has been going on for a long time, but it has nothing to do with political partisanship. The most important law in the Tang Dynasty was that even the nobles and nobles did not dare to touch it lightly. Each ministry acted in accordance with the law, although there were no harsh punishments.
The law is strict, but it is extremely difficult to skirt the edge of the law and do some tricks. As a result, no minister dares to form cliques for personal gain.
Several ministers and ministers in the main room, Liao Liao, knew very well that the hatred between the two elders vaguely pointed to a certain Chun's love affair decades ago. At that time, the two adults were both students of the academy. They were roommates and had a very deep friendship. It's a pity that
There is also a young woman living in the same room. What’s more, it’s a pity that the woman is the prime minister’s daughter and she has a pretty good temperament. The most pity is that the prime minister only has one daughter, so...
Bachelor Wang Shichen sneered, caressed his white beard, looked at the old priest beside him and said: "I heard that you often send stewards to Lin 47 Lane recently, and you also bought a few sets of calligraphy from others.
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"That's right, aren't you envious?" Master Jijiu smiled slightly, looked at him and said, "Don't say anything about losing the face of the court. I think Ning Que was originally a student of the academy, and after a closer look, he and I are old.
, Moreover, he has already entered the second floor, so what if I don’t respect him even though I am young? I heard that your housekeeper often goes to Laobi Zhai these days, so why bother talking to me."
"Look, if you, old guy, don't have some evil intentions, why would you come up with so much after just asking a few questions?" Academician Wang smiled coldly and said mockingly: "Ning Que's calligraphy is indeed good, Your Majesty likes it.
I like it too, so what's the problem if I send someone to Laobi Zhai? I just sympathize with you, and I'm searching everywhere, but I don't know if I've found a few authentic paintings."
Without waiting for the Master Jijiu to answer, Academician Wang laughed, looked at his colleagues at the table and said, "I think you all know that Ning's chicken soup post is now in my house. Apart from official duties, I like to see two things.
Eyes, it feels really good.”
Lord Jijiu raised his eyebrows slightly, knowing that these words were directed at him.
Academician Wang raised his eyebrows slightly, and continued intentionally or unintentionally: "It is said that there are a lot of Ning Que's calligraphy letters circulating in the world, but except for this chicken soup calligraphy with the hidden meaning of a magic talisman, there is no other calligraphy that can be compared with the palace calligraphy.
It is comparable to the flower blooming painting in the painting. I really put a lot of thought into getting this chicken soup painting. If I hadn’t had some friendship with Master Yan Se back then, how could I have gotten it?"
He turned to the Lord Jijiu Master and said with a smile: "Old guy, I heard that your housekeeper went to Hongxiuzhao to buy two Yan's rubbings of chicken soup calligraphy? Why bother? If you really want to see the original chicken soup calligraphy, just tell me.
, why bother to invite me here for this meal? Why bother with so many colleagues to accompany you? "
Master Jijiu's breath was thick, he put his hands on the table and said with a sneer: "If I want to see it, you can send it to my house?"
"Don't even think about that." Academician Wang smiled and said: "Your Majesty knew that the chicken soup post was in my palace, and he has asked me for it three times, but I didn't do it. The chicken soup post was definitely gone to the palace and he would never come back. The chicken soup post is here.
When I come to your house, you will definitely tear yourself up and refuse to return it to me. How can I be fooled like this? Your Majesty has visited my house twice this month. If you want to see it, just come to my house."
"Wang Datou! Don't bully others!" Old Jijiu slammed the table and scolded him sharply.
The Master of Moral Articles was so angry today that he called the other party by the nickname he used in the academy. It was really unbearable. Normally, Minister Wang would have scolded the other party with his beard and glare. However, today he used his nickname
The chicken soup post had the absolute upper hand. He could show mercy to the losers. He shook his head indifferently and said sympathetically: "You are so out of character."
The old Jijiu thought about the purpose of today's banquet, suppressed the anger in his heart, sat down slowly, and said with a sneer: "I have an ulterior motive for the banquet today, so I invite you alone? Do you think you have a big head and a big face?
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Academician Wang smiled slightly and didn't care. (Finally, he used this sentence again)
The two elders of the three dynasties were bickering and mocking each other, and the ministers and ministers at the table did not dare to interrupt. They were used to seeing this kind of scene, and knew that persuasion was useless, so they had no choice but to maintain an awkward silence.
Not long after, there was a faint sound of people in the courtyard, as if a guest had arrived.
Academician Wang looked outside the threshold and frowned slightly.
The old priest smiled and looked at the young man walking into the courtyard with several young people in the middle. He stroked his long beard with satisfaction, glanced at him sideways and said: "The original of the chicken soup post? Let's take a look first.
Look at the owner of the chicken soup post."
At this time, these important figures in the court had already guessed the identity of the young man. Although they knew more or less about this person beforehand, they still couldn't help but sigh in their hearts when they found out that he was so young today.
Academician Wang's expression was very ugly.
In the spring, the whole city of Chang'an was shocked by the appearance of the owner of the Flower Blossom Post. Many dignitaries wanted to get close to this person in order to please the Holy One. However, he half bought and half snatched the Chicken Soup Post from Yan Se.
In addition, they also sent stewards to invite this person into the house for a briefing. However, no one expected that this person actually ignored all the invitations and still lived peacefully and peacefully in the back alleys.
Normally, if a calligrapher shows this kind of attitude to the great figures of the empire, even if he is the second calligrapher, he will be instantly knocked off the trend until no one cares about him. However, this young calligrapher is very popular with His Majesty, and he is even the second floor of the academy.
The students in the building, even these dignitaries, did not dare to use any means, so they had to let him go with love and hate.
As time went by, the people in Chang'an discovered that this person had this attitude towards everyone. He had never been to any banquet. Thinking that practitioners might have many different interests, they gradually ignored him. When it was time to buy calligraphy and stickers, he still didn't care.
No mercy, but no longer thinking about showing enthusiasm to this person. However, who would have thought that today this person would actually... appear at the banquet of the old priest!
The officials of the Tang Dynasty inside and outside the courtyard were all very smart people. It only took a moment to roughly guess why the calligrapher made an exception. Wang Shichen sneered, turned to look at Lao Jijiu, and said mockingly: "Congratulations on the birth.
A good granddaughter."
The hidden meaning of this sentence is actually a bit vicious, but just like the previous verbal attack on Lao Jiujiu by Academician Wang, only the winner is qualified to forgive. Lao Jiujiu smiled and mocked: "
Who told your granddaughter not to be admitted to the academy?"
This sentence directly killed the greatest pain that Grand Bachelor Wang had experienced in the past three years. His face changed slightly, his fingers trembled slightly, and he pointed at the face of the old priest and angrily rebuked: "You old man, don't be so proud!"
Old Jijiu said with emotion: "As the first old man in Chang'an City to invite everyone to Ning's house for a chat, it's hard not to be proud of him."
Academician Wang turned back to look at Ning Que who had walked outside the threshold, and said angrily: "Do you need to look at the old hen to drink chicken soup?"
The old Jijiu smiled magnanimously, shook his head and sighed: "You are so out of character, you are so out of character."
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There was a heavy rain in the midsummer the day before yesterday. Ning Que wrote an ink talisman on the snow paper, then said that to Sangsang, and then went to various banquets. After the master and servant checked, they found that it had only taken a month or two.
, I actually saved more than a dozen invitations and name cards.
He knew very well that the reason these big shots in Chang'an City gave him this courtesy was all for the sake of His Majesty the Emperor. Previously, he was treating everyone equally and would not go to anyone's house. Of course he was not afraid of being in the back of the academy, but if he started attending banquets, he would definitely
You must pay attention to the order of precedence, otherwise if you offend a big shot in the court due to etiquette issues, even the academy will not be able to stand up for him.
Yesterday at the lakeside of the Academy, he consulted Situ Yilan carefully and finally decided to put the banquet at Jijiu Mansion first. The reason is very simple. Master Jijiu is a noble scholar of the Qing Dynasty, and he is a junior disciple of Shuwen.
It was natural for them to meet each other. The more important reason was that Jin Wucai was his classmate. There would be no problem with this relationship anywhere in the world.
The food at Jijiu House is of course much better than the food in the palace, but it is too bland, and that kind of conversation really doesn’t have much fun. Ning Que’s purpose is that these big shots are giving you favors, so you have to pay them back.
Returning to the eternal truth, he answered questions honestly and solemnly, and performed very well.
After the banquet, the old priest naturally asked people to bring up pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and asked Ning Que to leave the book.
After leaving the letter, Jin Wucai and Situ Yilan sent him out of the house together. The three of them chatted for a while, and then Ning Que realized that Xie Chengyun had returned to Southern Jin Dynasty during the time when he was busy comprehending the Tao of Talismans a few days ago.
Ning Que noticed that when Situ Yilan mentioned Xie Chengyun, Jin Wucai's expression was still calm, but his eyes were a little sad, and he couldn't help but sigh.
Now that they have started to attend the banquet, it is impossible for them to just stay together. The meal schedule arranged by Situ Yilan for him the next day was supposed to be a visit to the house of the Minister of Etiquette. However, because he met the Grand Scholar Wang at the Jijiu House last night, so
He had no choice but to go to the Grand Scholar Wang's residence for dinner. Before Ning Que agreed to the other party at the table, he had clearly felt that if he didn't agree to the white-haired Grand Scholar Wang, the other party might really send someone to come.
Lane 47 destroyed his own shop.
The dinner at the Wang University Scholar's House was even more exaggerated than the dinner at the Jijiu House. This old man obviously did not treat Ning Que as an old hen and just feed him some rice. Instead, he took advantage of the six departments and three academies.
All the officials have been invited to the mansion. If you count carefully, I am afraid that half of the officials who are qualified to participate in the court meeting are standing in the courtyard!
Looking at the crowd of officials in the courtyard and the various official uniforms of green, purple and red, Ning Que was shocked and completely speechless. He thought to himself, how can this kid be so good? He is just a bad writer, how can he deserve such a battle?
However, Academician Wang thought he was worthy, so he held his hand and stood in front of the steps and made a very solemn introduction.
For the sake of the academy and his wife, for the palace and his majesty, for the sake of Nanmen Temple and Yan Se, Academician Wang did not mind giving this face. Of course, it was also vaguely meant to show off. On the one hand, he wanted to use the eloquent words of the princes to tell
The entire empire announced the news that Ning Que had come to dinner. On the other hand, he wanted to tell Ning Que through the princes in the hall, I treat you more carefully than the old man who offered the wine. If you have any letters in the future, you should show them to me first.
If your Majesty has an idea, you should let me know first...
Before the banquet was over, Academician Wang took out the chicken soup note from his collection and asked everyone to appreciate it. Finally, he asked Ning Que to take out his private seal and stamp it solemnly on the note paper that was still hard to remove the wrinkles even though it had been repaired.
Put your own seal.
Ning Que raised his finger slightly, and the seal left the surface of the chicken soup post, leaving a dazzling bright red. The bachelor's residence was filled with joy, the officials cheered, praised and high-fived, the housekeeper looked proud, and the servants, wives and servants were talking secretly. There was also the one who came from his hometown.
Following all the way to Chang'an, the old man who had served the bachelor for nearly seventy years was even moved to tears. He looked at the brightly lit courtyard with his crutch in hand and said in a trembling voice: "Master, young master, he finally defeated the old man Jin."
, the hatred of taking away my wife was finally avenged..."
After doing this, Ning Que breathed a sigh of relief and thought that this was probably it. However, he did not expect that Academician Wang had no intention of letting him go. Instead, he ordered people to do it just like the old man did last night.
After setting up the pens, ink, paper and inkstones, watch the speed at which the stewards place the pens, inks, paper and inkstones. If they were to say that they did not conduct emergency overtime training, no one in the room would believe it.
Ning Que stared blankly at the exaggeratedly large piece of Huangzhou bud paper in front of him, wanting to cry without tears. He thought to himself that the old Jijiu Master just got an ordinary scroll last night. Are you... asking me to write about the main hall? Is this possible?
Would it be too harsh?
After leaving the Bachelor's Mansion, he said sadly to Sangsang: "Never attend such a banquet again in the future."
Sangsang asked in confusion: "Master, you said a few days ago that to achieve great things, you cannot rely on one skill. Although you are determined to practice, you must also have good relations with the big shots in the secular world. Why are you saying now that you will never participate in this event again?"
A banquet?"
"I'm quite good at eating, chatting and flattering saints, because I'm a thick-skinned person."
Ning Que shook his head and said with emotion: "However, when you have a meal, you have to leave a message. Yesterday it was an ordinary scroll, and today it has become a large hall. What should I write when the Duke invites me to dinner tomorrow? The white wall will be painted by the Duke.
Fill it with words?”
"These big shots are not treating me to dinner, they are just robbing me of my money!"
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