On the morning, the drizzle clears all night, and the morning dew kisses the banana tips and is about to fall. The slight autumn wind makes the catkins float, stirring up the wrinkles and spreading slowly.

“Moo…”

The green cow was crying, and the ox cart drove out from the bamboo forest stream. The coachman shouted, which shocked the birds flying around in the night in the forest.

To the south of Jianye, twelve miles away from the city, there are suddenly beautiful mountains, which suddenly start from the four-wide ridges of Jiangnan. The mountains are from low to high, and are surrounded by three rings, just like a natural barrier, protecting the city walls where mist and rain have just stopped.

Wang Dao wanted to go south to Xinting today, climb high and look far away.

Early in the morning, the children of the aristocratic families who had been waiting for a long time tied their hair and tied their clothes and ribbons. They sat in ox carts in groups of three and three, walked out of the major Forest Gate Mansions and headed to Xinting.

Among them, most of the families that travel south from the north were flocking south. The Gu family and He family in Jiangdong were led by Gu Pi and He Xun, and they walked away from afar. For example, the Lu family, Zhang family did not see them, and Zhu family had only a few trips. Lu Wan claimed that he was sick and refused to move forward, and even told his children not to go. The villages in the north were surging, so how could I, the Lu family in Jiangdong, live in the forest together?

The night rain is silent, the grass is fragrant. The cows are wrinkled and the skin is wet, and people walk in a mist.

Some people waved their wide robe and big sleeves, abandoned the car and walked with all their clothes; some people opened the skylight on the ox cart and were in it, with the piano roaring; some people even opened their chests and belly, laughing with their left and right, and boasting themselves; and one of them was actually lying in the sheep cart and snored, and flies came over, and they were furious, and they drew their swords to slash.

All these are beautiful and flawless.

The red sun is rising, hanging in the east corner, casting rainbows and holding the Cui Peak of Xinting. There are many willows on the mountain road, and the willows and bluestones are turning upwards. The road is full of elegant people.

“Well…”

The ox cart stopped abruptly, a handsome man in black clothes jumped out of the car, pointed to the wintersweet next to it, and said with a smile: "Hurry up and get a pen, ink, paper and inkstone with me. I want to write four poems about this wintersweet."

The follower said strangely: "Mr., the prince has not arrived yet, why do you have to write a poem at this time?"

"oh!"

Wuyi and handsome boy were Zhu Tao. When he heard this, he frowned, then waved his robe and walked, saying as he walked: "My happiness has arrived, it is a gift from heaven and earth. How can I wait for the prince to arrive?"

Looking up, there was a pool on the top of the mountain. The breeze blew gently, and the green was in vain. Someone had already walked here and asked his followers to set up a case to draw a picture of the autumn willows. Whenever a wonderful stroke was drawn, the handsome man beside him shook his head and praised: "Brother Jingchun, this stroke is very wonderful!"

The painter said nothing and smiled slightly. He picked up the pen and hooked it, an autumn swallow flew out from the pen.

The handsome young man, Meifeng, praised again: "This move is like Cao Buxing! I didn't expect that Brother Jing Chun is not only good at poetry and essays, but also has such a magical way of writing."

The painter is named Guo Pu, whose courtesy name is Jingchun. Guo Pu is very good at ancient novels, astronomy, calendar calculation, and is very good at writing poetry. He is best at divination. He once obtained a divination from Wang Dao, which is thunder. He said that Wang Dao was struck by lightning and needed to travel ten miles westward to find a cypress tree, cut off the length and place it on his pillow. Wang Dao obeyed. Sure enough, within a few days, the cypress tree was struck by lightning, and he had a great reputation for a while.

The person who praised him was Yu Liang, whose courtesy name was Yuangui, the son of General Yu Chen, Jianwei. He had just crossed the east of the Yangtze River for two months. Because Guo Pu divined for him, he said that he was blessed and would have a very noble future, so he became acquainted with Guo Pu. Before dawn today, they had already arrived at the mountain, put on a table and painted to the prince and the prince.

Guo Pu was appointed as a military officer by Wang Daoyin, while Yu Liang worked in the General's Mansion in Zhendong, while his father was seeking the prefect of Kuaiji.

At this time, a team of ox carts walked to the foot of the mountain, and several people came out of the curtain. A beautiful woman with plain white hair was leading her in front of her, stepping on her blue silk shoes, and picking up bluestones.

Zhu Tao was in front of the wintersweet, shook his head and thought hard but failed. In a blink of an eye, he saw a young man behind the beautiful woman, with a stunned expression and then overjoyed.

Leaning against the plum tree, he shouted loudly: "Tiger's Head..."

Su Bai's beautiful woman had a slight doubt between her eyebrows, and tilted her head slightly toward the young man behind her and asked, "Do you know me?"

Liu Nong had already recognized Zhu Tao and replied with a smile: "He is the Zhu Mansion of Stone City, and he is very helpful to Liu Nong. Please walk slowly. When the boy has come to see him, he will come to search for him."

"Yeah! Go to the top of the mountain."

Shitou City, Zhu Fujun, Jiangdong Zhu family. Mrs. Wei's eyebrows were not sarcastic. Her slender eyes moved for a while with Liu Nong's small body, withdrew her gaze and led the two Wei children behind her to continue moving forward.

Liu Nong quickly walked in front of Zhu Tao with the green grass in the mountains. Under the wintersweet, there was a short table with four treasures of the study on it. Zhu Tao also held a pen in his hand, but Zuo Bo's paper was as white as snow, and there was no stroke. He smiled and said, "Liu Nong, have you seen Zhu Fujun. Are you writing poetry or painting?"

Zhu Tao was not ashamed and embarrassed. He laughed, put the wolf in his hand on it and said, "When it was rising, I found a few things, but when I finished writing, I was reluctant to go back. So, I am not the material for writing poetry. Come on, come on, let's write the previous poem, and you can use this wintersweet as the title, which is good?"

Liu Nong took a step back and replied, "Mr., I don't know how to write poetry!"

Zhu Tao frowned and pretended to be angry: "Last time, Mr. Xi said you wrote a good poem, but now you said you don't know. Why, do you look down on me, Zhu Tao?"

Liu Nong had no choice but to bow deeply and said, "If you do not do well, don't be surprised." Then he raised his eyes and looked at the wintersweet, and after a while, he lowered his head and stepped on his feet, saying, "This body is in the ice and snow forest..."

Zhu Tao jumped and clapped his hands and praised: "What a wonderful thing, the first sentence is so soul-catching, I wish to hear the following!"

Liu Nong was embarrassed, and the arrow was on the string, so he had to shoot, so he had to raise his head and chant: "This body is hidden in the ice and snow forest, and it will not be mixed with the fragrance of peaches and plums; suddenly, the fragrance spreads overnight, and it spreads into the world and the spring of thousands of miles."

"How wonderful!"

Zhu Tao slapped the wintersweet with the rhythm of the poem, and praised it again and again. Finally, he mentioned the wolf's heroic pen and wrote it, and revealed this seven-character quatrain on the back of the paper.

He threw the pen, held Liu Nong's hand, and smiled and said, "How can such a talent be buried in the sea of ​​people? Let's go, let our mountain, let those turbid sons recognize your charm!"

Zhu Tao's follower asked, "Mr. Lang, didn't you say that we would leave if we didn't go up the mountain today, and just wrote a few poems at the foot of this mountain?"

Zhu Tao smiled and said, "That's not this. At that time, I came just to follow the prince's earnest heart. At this time, the wonderful tiger head was deeply rooted in my heart. How could I not go up the mountain with him?"

Wonderful appreciation, this is a wonderful appreciation. To appreciate the wonderfulness, and to carry the people, most famous scholars in the Jin Dynasty liked this kind of behavior.

When we walked up the mountain, people were circling in the mountains, with white robes covered with green and black clothes flying deep in the forest. When we were about to walk to the top of the mountain, before we could see people quarreling with each other at the edge of the pond in the distance.

His voice was quite familiar, and he was a child of the Wei family. Liu Nong was a little surprised. He looked at the green pond and saw Mrs. Wei standing beside the pond, sneering on her lips, without saying anything. The debater was about twenty years old, with a handsome face and a bright eyes. The other was Wei Xie, a child of the Wei family.

The handsome man held a white hair in his hand, waved it around and spoke. Wei Xie, who lived in front of him, blushed and said speechlessly, but he was obviously not speaking. Liu Nong had a great impression of Wei Xie, and he was the one who praised Liu Nong in the Wei Mansion a few days ago. Wei Xie was good at painting and followed Cao Buxing. As the two of them were already familiar with each other.

Liu Nong leaned out toward the pool, and Zhu Tao was also a man who was willing to defend himself, so he went with a smile.

The debate started because of painting. As soon as Guo Pu's painting was completed, Yu Liang praised it and repeatedly compared this "Autumn Willows in the Pond" with Cao Buxing's "Mountain and Rain Clearing Picture". He said even more that the swallows in the Pond were the wonder of Cao Buxing's mistaken pen to become flies. Wei Cheng inherited Cao Buxing, and he was surprised to hear someone's comparison. He looked forward and saw that the painting was indeed good. In the painting, there was a lonely swallow that jumped into the pool, which seemed to want to live in the pool, but forgot the real willow on the shore. But if you can compare with Master Cao, it would be unsatisfactory. Although this painting is wonderful, there are always traces between the transformation of form and spirit.

So the two of them argued each other. After a few words of confrontation, Yu Liang was very clever, and he was not comparable to a person who had been living in a deep family for a long time and only knew how to paint behind closed doors. Soon, he was defeated at a disadvantage.

Zhu Tao came with Liu Nong. At this time, he knew who this beautiful fairy woman was, so he wanted to salute Mrs. Wei. Mrs. Wei raised her eyebrows and narrowed her eyes, but shook her head slowly.

Liu Nong glanced at the "Autumn Willows in the Pond" and said that he didn't know how to draw, but he knew that Wei Xie painted very well. Yu Liang was in power and refused to forgive others, but he still chased and beat him up, making an honest man's face flushed, and he wanted to find a hole in the ground. He was slightly annoyed in his heart. He came with Wei, but he was really a common honor and disgrace. After pondering for a moment, he gently pulled Wei Xie.

Wei Xie was pursuing his thoughts, and after he pulled them, he possessed himself. After he got the whisper, he looked overjoyed and stepped forward and said with his head raised: "I won't argue with you. I am a teacher, and now I will paint a picture, which is still the "Autumn Willows Reflecting on the Pond". As he said that, regardless of the eyes of others, he even mentioned the pen that Guo Pu had placed on the table, re-displayed the drawing paper, and then described it.

It took a lot of time to paint. Guo Pu and Yu Liang had already come here and just sloppy this painting. However, he painted it even slower, and each stroke seemed to be heavy, but each stroke was like a flying hook from the sky. After a few strokes, he outlined a completely different charm. Guo Pu only watched it for a while, then pulled out his painting and handed it to the follower beside him, sighing: "After this painting is completed, my painting can be filled with fire and ashes!"

The people present were all from aristocratic families, and they were familiar with piano, chess, poetry, calligraphy and painting since childhood. When they heard this, they all had a deep feeling. Yu Liang's bright eyes circled around Liu Nong. Although he was also smiling, he was secretly cold. Liu Nong could see at a glance, looking at the unknown, and only focusing on the Wei collaborative painting.

At this time, when people who went up the mountain saw that they gathered here and surrounded them. Everyone had a good viewing spirit, so they walked one after another and came to see them. Soon, the edge of the pond was surrounded by people. Some people thought it was indecent, so they asked their followers to carry the desk chair, put on wine and food, and talked about it while watching. In this way, everyone followed suit. Fortunately, the clear pond was surrounded by green grass and flat ground, and it was quite wide, so that they could only accommodate it.

Later people saw it and thought that this place was where the princes and princes wanted to gather together, so they called friends to surround the clear pond. At this time, there were blue trees in the pool. When the shadows of the trees swayed, there were swimming fish passing through it. The breeze came slowly, blowing the water and swaying to the face, slightly cool.

Some people take advantage of the situation to sing, while others play the piano and sing.

Liu Nong followed Liu Nong to the mountain, afraid that the little man would not be able to stand for a long time, so he took out the square blanket that had been prepared and spread the floor along the pond water. Wei's entourage placed a short table among them, and ate fruits and vegetables with all kinds of colors. Liu Nong went to ask Mrs. Wei and Zhu Tao to sit down first. Mrs. Wei raised her eyebrows and looked at him deeply, and sat down silently.

Liu said, "Young man, everything is ready, you can sit down too."

Liu Nong smiled slightly, looked at the children of the aristocratic families in the circle, and sighed in his heart: I don’t know what people are there in this place. Wang Xizhi has the Lanting Collection, which is famous throughout the ages. Today, Wang Dao and the scholars from the north gathered in Xinting. I wonder if he could see that person. If he saw him, would he write a book on the spot, which made Mrs. Wei cry for him. Oh, by the way, this is Xinting, Xinting cry, I don’t know if it’s now or four years later.

Thinking of this, a sudden feeling arose in my heart. I really wanted to climb up to look north, but I couldn't control it. I quietly walked to the side of the pond, led the bushes away, and came to a hanging wall. There were flying stones on the wall, flying above the abyss. In front of the cliff, I saw the vastness of the mountains, rivers and lands. The city of Jianye, not far away, was quietly hidden in the vastness. In a blink of an eye, I looked north.

"Young man, no!" Liu Xun saw that he was about to step onto the flying stone, and quickly shouted behind him.

Liu Nong turned around and smiled, "Since you are climbing high, how can you not reach the extreme? Don't worry, I'm steadily!"

After saying that, he turned around, stepped on wooden clogs, waved his sleeves, looked straight ahead, and walked straight to the end of the flying stone. Standing still, Xu Feng suddenly started to slash, and his white robe spread out like a flag. He stood on the edge of the dangerous cliff with his hands in his arms, with his crown floating, and looked at the north. In the north, wolf smoke rose everywhere, and although it was unseen, it was presented to the heart sea one by one.

Someone walked along the mountainside, and there were handsome faces on both sides. His right hand was holding a young man in green robe. The young man looked very handsome, with a pair of lying silkworm eyebrows, looking at the wind. His eyes looked like lacquer, with a little star in it. His lips were thin like paper, and he cut it when he opened and closed. It was extremely difficult to climb the mountain. At this time, the young man's forehead was covered with sweat, and the sun shone, and he saw even more moistness.

The people in this group, looking and talking while walking, were all praising the young man beside the noble man. The young man was praised by others, and his face was not changed, as if he had no hearing.

Suddenly, someone exclaimed: "Prince, look!"

Everyone heard the sound and saw a small figure above the protruding stone on the top of the mountain, spreading his hands and flying with his wings. Its appearance is dangerous, its color is gray, and its meaning is panicked.

The noble man asked his side in surprise: "Who is this son?"

Another noble man squinted his eyes and looked at him for a while, stroked his three-inch short beard and smiled. He turned his eyes to the young man in the green robe and asked with a smile: "How about this guy...?"

The noble man smiled but did not answer, but the young man in the green robe raised his eyebrows and eyes, his eyes shining brightly, as if he had seen something extremely curious.

...

On the side of the cliff, a maid came to look for Liu Nong, saying that it was Mrs. Wei who called each other. Liu Nong walked to the Feishi end, laughed, and jumped. Liu was so scared that he rushed forward and wanted to catch him. But he had already stood firm, and had made up his robe and crown that was blown by the wind, and stepped on the wooden clogs, and chased the first sun.
Chapter completed!