(Now it has reached the fourteenth place on the recommendation list. I continue to strive for progress and support!)
The dinner ended in a warm atmosphere. After talking about homely things for a while, everyone took a rest.
The villa bought by Chen Jianchen has four wing rooms at the back, of which Chen Jianchen owns two, one bedroom and one study room.
It is said to be a study room, but now there are few books in it. Even so, it is the first independent study room that Chen Jianchen has owned in his life. In the past, his study room in Jingyang Village was quite narrow, and half of the space was still filled with books.
The bed doesn't look like a study at all.
Now, I have changed my life from a shotgun to a cannon, and finally bid farewell to my humble life.
——In the middle of the spacious study room, there is a scroll of pen and ink hanging on the wall. There is only one word on the scroll, a big word "正".
The calligraphy was written by Chen Jianchen, and it contains righteousness.
Hanging such a character here has the meaning of guarding the house.
In fact, if the carrier of the righteousness contained in pen and ink is damaged, the killing power of those breaths will be greatly reduced or even disappear.
Therefore, it must be carefully framed into a scroll so that it can be properly preserved.
After a night of nothing, Chen Jianchen had breakfast early the next day and returned to the college. However, just as he arrived at the entrance of the college, he saw Wang Fuxing rushing out.
Seeing Chen Jianchen, Wang Fu grabbed him and said excitedly: "Liu Xian, let's go, Brother Yu will take you to meet someone."
Chen Jianchen asked: "Who?"
Wang Fu chuckled, but pretended to be mysterious and said: "Just follow me, I guarantee you won't be disappointed. Brother Yu spent so much effort to find out his whereabouts."
Chen Jianchen curled his lips and said, "If you don't tell me, I won't go with you."
Wang Fu rolled his eyes: "Liu Xian, you are really boring. Okay, brother Yu, let's put it bluntly. He is a strange man from the world. He is known as the mysterious dragon in the world. If you tell him his name, you will definitely know it."
You will feel like thunder piercing your ears, it is like 'Zhuge Wolong'."
Of course, Chen Jianchen was very familiar with Zhuge Wolong, a very powerful name. He was truly an extraordinary person, and enjoyed a high reputation among scholars. Speaking of which, Zhuge Wolong was actually not his real name, but a pseudonym.
It is said that he was extremely knowledgeable and talented, and knew everything about astronomy and geography. However, for such an extraordinary talent, he began to take the imperial examination at the age of twenty, and failed to pass the examination until he was seventy. His whole life was miserable.
Half a lifetime is gone.
After repeated attempts, Zhuge Wolong finally became disheartened and became cynical. He began to write books about ghosts, demons and foxes. The plots are ups and downs, charming and romantic, and are full of legendary romance. His representative works include "
"Yueweitang Travel Notes", "Lanzhumei", etc.
There are rumors today that Mr. Zhuge is concentrating on writing a masterpiece called "Dreams of the Stone". After finishing the book in a few days, copying will become popular and the paper will be expensive in Luoyang.
Of course, without exception, these are all books banned by the imperial court.
It's just that the more banned his books are, the more popular they become, and the more banned they become, the more titillating they become, causing people to rush to copy and circulate them. It has been declared in major colleges and universities that if you don't read "Lan Zhu Mei" in life, memorizing all the poems and books will be in vain.
The influence is evident.
Chen Jianchen has not read the legendary "Lanzhumei", but he likes "Yueweitang Travel Notes" very much. In the book, he vaguely saw the shadow of another peerless work, which can be called "Yueweitang Travel Notes".
"The ghost fox has a character, and his laughter and scolding are nothing short of an essay".
Therefore, Chen Jianchen also wanted to pay a visit to Mr. Zhuge Wolong, so he followed Wang Fu.
They talked about useless gossip all the way. In fact, most of it was Wang Fu. He was so excited, as if he was going to meet an incredible idol. He was chattering, saying that no matter what, he would ask Mr. Zhuge to make the "Stone Dreams"
》 Take a look at the manuscript and get a sneak peek.
After walking for about a cup of tea, Wang Fu stopped in front of a gorgeous house.
Chen Jianchen looked up and was startled: Walking Bird Tower!
The name is a bit humorous, but it is definitely a brothel, which is well-known in Jiangzhou. Although Chen Jianchen has never been here, he has been famous for a long time.
In the Tiantong Dynasty, it was common for scholars and scholars to visit brothels. In the eyes of many people, this was even a very elegant thing. This is because many of the brothel girls in this world are proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, regardless of their lowly status.
In terms of status, women of certain oiran levels can be called talented women.
Therefore, the literati and poets came here not just for "walking the birds", but also for "heart-to-heart talks" - although, during the conversation, most of them ended up talking about bed...
Zhuge Wolong is here?
Chen Jianchen was a little confused.
It's still early in the morning, and the morning light is beginning to rise. There is silence in the walking bird building. Everyone inside must be sleeping in Begonia Spring.
Over there, Wang Fu struck up a conversation with a playful-looking turtle slave in a familiar manner. With a flash of his hand, he clearly stuffed a silver ingot into his hand.
After accepting the money, Gui Nu smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed to slits, and he quickly led Wang Fu and Chen Jianchen in. After twists and turns, he went straight to a remote backyard and faced one of the rooms.
With a soft mouth, he whispered: "Mr. Zhuge lives inside, you must not let it out."
He said it, but his expression was as if he wished everyone in the world knew it - if there were a few people like Wang Fu who took advantage of him every day, he would make a fortune.
Wang Fu asked: "Sir, are you still lying down?"
Gui Nu replied: "I got up early, and I'm probably drinking inside again. Young Masters, don't blame me for not reminding you, Mr. Zhuge drinks heavily every morning and will go crazy with alcohol."
Wang Fu thanked him, and the turtle slave ran outside to continue his work.
Wang Fu and Chen Jianchen stepped over, but before they could get close, the door of the room was opened, and a thin, gray-haired old man stumbled out with a jar of wine in his hand.
"If you frequently live in a healthy place, your beard and hair will be shameful; if you fall outside Sun Mountain, your articles will be full of defects. If you look sideways, you will have no home in the world. The world is full of treasures. Time is limited for people, and articles will hate fate.
Knowing that half of one's life has been scattered, who is the suffering person in ancient and modern times?"
His voice was old and sad, with a hint of anger.
There is an allusion to the so-called "well". It is said that when a scholar surnamed Liu was about to be elected, he tabooed that the word "le" in "anle" had the same sound as the word "luo", so he ordered his family not to say "anle", so he could only
Saying "ankang" is like not saying "book" when going to a casino.
But later, Liu Xiucai still failed to pass the exam. After seeing the results, the servant came back to report, and for the sake of taboo, he said: "Young master is well"...
"Mr. Zhuge?"
Seeing the old man, Wang Fu shouted in surprise.
The old man staggered on his steps, his drunken eyes were hazy, he glanced at the two of them, and suddenly asked: "Who are you? Why are you here?"
He was clearly over-drinking, his tongue was a bit big, and his speech was slurred; while moving, he accidentally stepped on a stone, immediately lost his balance, and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, a strong hand stretched out from beside him in time.