book of ten thousand words

Following the prince's gaze, I looked up.This is the opportunity to take a closer look at the building.

The design of the Wanjuan Building is the same as but not the same as that of ordinary library buildings.This building is built according to the structure of "Hui", with a total of three floors.This is nothing unusual, what is staggering is the algae well on the top floor.

The tall algae wells are magnificent and shining with golden light.I stood in the center of the first floor and looked straight up, and I could clearly see the complicated patterns on it.A giant golden dragon hovered above, as if it was about to meander down.

The dragon's head was pointing straight down, with a shining night pearl in its mouth.Far away toward the center of the first floor.

The position directly opposite happened to be the majestic and huge tiger head on the throne of the prince.

"My lord, you usually sit here reading a book, aren't you afraid to look up?"

I looked at the tiger, then at the dragon, and my heart was still beating.

Hung Hom smiled and explained, "This is the place where the prince meets officials and deals with political affairs during the day. He usually doesn't stay here." We walked forward again, passed through this magnificent hall, and walked sideways for a while After passing a few more thresholds and a few more screens, I somehow turned around, passed a small bamboo forest and rockery, and entered a sparse and open place.

I suddenly felt clear.Everything was immediately different from the shining golden world just now.

Not only is the layout small and exquisite here, but even the various furnishings are in a simple and plain style.Although there are books on the shelf, they are clear and unremarkable, just a few limited collections of classics and history.The table is also clean, except for some necessary pens, ink, paper and inkstones, there are no extra decorations.Stepping in, I secretly looked into the depths, and there was a small bedroom inside.It was probably the place where the prince was sleepy and slept.

Although it is not so real, what is certain is that the curtains, bedding and other facilities are also unpretentious things, without any luxury.When the prince saw me looking at Pan, he smiled generously, turned his head and said to Hongxiao, "This is someone who has never seen the world, you can take it in and have a look."

It made Hongxiao cover her mouth with a smile, tugged at my sleeve, and led me inside.Let's go and whisper, "Miss, don't look at the grandeur of the mansion, it's just for people to see. Our father doesn't like these ostentations in his bones."

I was silent for a while, but thought of something else.So she said quietly, "Let's leave the gold alone. I've wronged the ladies." Hongxiao also lowered her voice, and answered, "Isn't that right. My master sleeps alone for [-] days a year. here."

Calligraphy book building, marble screen, white tiger throne, golden caisson, night pearl...

Wait until something flashes before my eyes.

I thought to myself, "Since you are a plain person, why do you have to show an explosive look?" While thinking about it, I helped the girl in red silk to set up the tent and make the mattress, and then they all retreated out. .

When we got outside, the prince was already writing at the table.

The two of us looked from left to right, and there were a few large characters of "Great Wind Qi" on the paper standing in the middle of the paper.The master was just pressing the pen on the "Xi", and was about to use the strength of his wrist to write down to close the gesture.Because we were disturbed, I hastily put down my pen and said, "I won't write".He said to Hung Hom: "Go, go, make tea quickly. My mouth is very dry." Hung Hom responded, "What do you want to drink, Master and Miss?"

The prince said, "I ate a lot of goose breasts with others during the day, and now my stomach is greasy and unclean. Go and fry some tea leaves from Sihong Sakimao toast." Come and ask.I was overwhelmed by flattery, and hurriedly said, "I'll drink whatever the lord drinks." Hongxiao said and left.

It doesn't matter if she goes away, I'm left alone in front of the prince again.

There was silence in the room.

The prince is still immersed in his own world, he is thinking about something with his head down, and has no intention of talking to me.

I didn't know what I should do at this time, so I just stood straight like a puppet and continued to stand in the original position blankly.The prince finally raised his head to look at the "pillar" of the house, and said with a smile, "What are you still standing for? Sit down and rest for a while." I sat down quietly, waiting for the prince to continue. give orders.Who knew that the prince would not issue any orders next, and remained peacefully silent.

I think he may be tired:

For him, this night was indeed too long.First, he had to be careful about entertaining the imperial envoy, and then he drank so much wine and talked about so many sad past events, which was enough to break people's hearts.As a result, veteran Li Zicheng jumped out again and stabbed him severely in the heart again.It's not over yet, his nephew and son-in-law still treated him like this.

He was still staring at the inkstone on the table in a daze.

I think he must be tired.

A hero may be destined to bear so much.But an old man really shouldn't have to bear so much.

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The house was still very still.He was still looking at the inkstone.

It seems that the inkstone is a peerless treasure.

I looked at the black inkstone which looked inconspicuous, and looked at the prince's face, remembering what he said before.

I thought, maybe this is indeed a peerless treasure...

His mind was in a state of uncertainty, when he suddenly remembered the question that Wang Ye asked just now.

Immediately, he didn't care about being sad for the prince, but his heart started to blush.According to the meaning of the prince, does he really want to send me to Mr. Lin?Thinking of this, I began to worry about my future beyond my control.Although he was worried, he also knew that it was useless to worry.Because my fate is actually not in my own hands.So the more I thought about it, the colder my heart became.The colder my heart was, the more I couldn't think about it anymore.

I just sat and waited in silence in this cold heart.It wasn't until the tea was served by the red silk and drank some hot tea soup that the coolness and despair seemed to fade away slowly.Looking at the prince again, as soon as Hongxiao came in, he raised his head.After drinking Huizi tea, the spirit is better.

"Look at the inkstone on my desk..." He said to Hongxiao, and also glanced at me.

"Is this the Duan inkstone newly acquired by the prince?" Hongxiao walked over to take a closer look, and said, "It's really good, it's very vigorous. But it's an ancient inkstone from the Wanli year?" The prince smiled and said, "What did you say? Not bad. But I’ve been using this for a long time. My father gave it to me. I’ve always used it for writing. It’s not new.”

Hongxiao's face turned red all of a sudden.

The prince said, "I wanted to say that the craftsman who made this inkstone, Wu Wanyou, also made a very famous small inkstone. It is now in my bookcase. This inkstone is new." After finishing speaking, he nodded to Hongxiao, Ask her to get the inkstone from the cabinet.

That is really a small inkstone.Presented in an exceptionally fine coral red lacquered box.

Oops... let's start with the coral red lacquer box.

Opening the box, the inside of the lid outlines a portrait of a beautiful woman leaning on a rail with extremely delicate and dark patterns.There are four small characters in seal script on the left: Hongyan Suxin.On the lower left is a small seal with the words Du Ling's internal history.

I am a person who has learned a few strokes.Seeing these words, one knows the weight of this small box.

The so-called internal historian of Du Ling is Qiu Zhu, the daughter of Qiu Shizhou, a great painter of the former dynasty.

Her paintings are delicate and elegant, without impetuous kitsch.It has always been respected by many people.

And this box was actually made by her.

I think, since even the packaging is so extraordinary, maybe the inkstone itself is even more exciting, right?So she watched Hong Kao take the inkstone out of the small coral box with eyes full of eyes.That inkstone is really different.It's a little agreement.It is no more than an inch wide and no more than an inch high.If it is in the hands of the prince.It is more than enough for the old man to hold the inkstone whole body.Take a closer look, on the small inkstone, there are slightly rouge halos and thin fish brain patterns, and there are a few delicate and moving willow branches engraved on the side.

Hongxiao turned the inkstone over, and saw a little poem written in cursive again:

Adjust the inkstone to float the clear shadow,

The mouth is full of jade dew.

heart at one point,

Yu Run brushes Lanzhi.

Look again, there is another small inscription, which reads, "Suqing Zhiyan."

Hongxiao carefully looked at the inscription, and called out, "This Su Qing...could be Xue Susu?"

The prince said, "It is Xue Susu, a talented girl from the south of the Yangtze River. This inkstone is a gift from the famous scholar Wang Rangdeng, Zhiyan."

Xue Susu, Wang Rangdeng, each of these names fell into the ears of me and Hongxiao like thunder.

We were all stunned when we saw and heard, and said in unison, "This...why is this inkstone in the hands of the prince?"

The prince smiled and said, "Look at how promising you two are! Didn't I tell you? Eunuch Ma brought it back."

What Hung Hom is thinking, I don't know.But actually I didn't mean that.To be precise, what I want to know is in whose hands the inkstone has been handed down after it left Xue Susu's hands.

I think this must be a wonderful story.

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"How about this inkstone?" Wang Ye asked with a smile, looking at me and then at the red silk.

Seeing that we both agreed, he nodded his head, "You both agreed, so what should we do?" Before I figured out what this meant, the old man had already finished thinking about it.Said, "Okay, then you can listen to my arrangement."

arrange?what to arrange?I was still confused, but the lord spoke again, "Let Hong Kam take this inkstone." After hearing this, Hong Kao understood what the lord meant, and her eyes lit up with excitement, "Thank you lord for the reward."

The prince watched the red silk put away the things with a calm and serene expression, and then said slowly, "This thing is very small. I don't think it can hold any ink. It is said that Xue Susu used to make this to hold rouge. You can do the same on."

Hung Hom nodded with a smile, looked at me again, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.With a blushing face, she said, "Oh, I was confused just now, this inkstone should be given to Miss Chuange."

The prince said, "That's not necessary. Eunuch Ma made four pieces of Xiaohua ink with the texture like a rhinoceros and as firm as jade. There are six types of spring green, acacia, Fuhu, Tongtianxiang, moth green snail, and ancient suanni. I have a piece of money here. One or two is worth a catty of horseshoe gold. When Chuan Ge leaves, you can take it with you and copy the scriptures for me.”

Luo Xiaohua was a well-known artist in the ink making industry in Suzhou during the Jiajing period. People at that time called him "the ink demon".

His ink is called Luo ink, or Xiaohua ink, and is regarded as a stunner in ink by those who love the treasure of the study.

It is said that his "gluing" technique is very good.

When making ink, add musk powder, jade chips, gold, pearls, borneol, gamboge, chicken white, saponins, verbena, and then mix them with deer glue.Not only is it written on silk paper like lacquer, there is no possibility of fading, but it can also be used as medicine. It can be said that each piece is a rare treasure.

This craft has been handed down from the Jiajing period to the present, and it has been more than 100 years.Thinking about it, he was naturally much more diligent than when he was alive.

Didn't the prince say it?One tael of ink is worth a catty of horseshoe gold.What is that concept?If it is an ordinary small rich family, relying on the six yuan of ink that the prince just said, I am afraid it will be enough for a lifetime.

So the prince asked to take out these pieces of ink again, and the three of them commented for a while, and the prince's chatter gradually faded.

It wasn't until a while later that he suddenly remembered something, and finally asked Hongxiao, "Have you seen Mr. Wei today?"

Ah, the prince is still asking about Wei Pu's matter.

Hongxiao was stunned for a while, as if her attention could not return to Mr. Wei from Xue Susu and Luo Xiaohua all at once, so she paused before replying, "Yes. When it was just dark, I saw him patrolling everywhere. Do you want to find him? Shall I call?" The prince frowned and said, "I came from him." After a while, he said, "You will go to the place where he is on duty in a while and wait. , if you see him coming, let him come here to find me no matter how late.”

After finishing speaking, chatting about the world and discussing the subtleties of the objects seemed to be ruined all of a sudden, and waved the red silk away.

Then he bowed his head and pondered for a while.After a long time, I coughed, looked up at me who had been silent for a long time, and asked suddenly, "You, have you thought about what to say after doing nothing for a long time?"

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