Chapter 7 Chapter 7 Caojiazhuang Xueqin Picks up the Old Dream Shanxi Village Lets Weng into the New Village

But when Liu Yuxi wanted to beat Qin Shaoyou, he was stopped by Li Bai, Li He, Li Shangyin, Song Yu, Ruan Ji and Ji Kang.Taibai said: "When drinking is a song, why rush to the Poetry Fragrance Meeting for a moment of discussion, it's better for everyone to calm down." Seeing this, the poets lost their interest in poetry, so they left one after another and returned home.Seeing that it was getting late, Li Bai didn't force him to stay, he just kept Hong Bo and Xiao Zhi to stay. Jin Lingzi and Li Shangyin even kept their promises, Hong Bo and Xiao Zhi had to agree.Ruan Ji, Ji Kang, Xiang Xiu, Wang Rong, Ruan Xian and other seven sages of the bamboo grove went back to the bamboo grove.

This Jinlingzi led Hongbo and Xiaozhi into Tang Shiguo, walked through corridors and drilled mountains, and came to the first floor, which was called "Musi Building"; there are also couplets on both sides: The maidservant tidied up the building, and the two fell asleep without talking for a night.The next day when he woke up, it was already noon, and Jin Lingzi called the maidservant to bring lunch. After they finished eating, they wanted to see Taibai; The two were sound asleep and did not disturb them. Hong Bo and Xiao Zhi want to visit Shi Ke Country, so they bid farewell to Jinlingzi and come to the market.It turns out that the back door of the Tang poetry garden is the market.I saw a wine front on the east side of the street, and a few chic poets came in and out.When Hong Bo and Xiao Zhi came to the hotel, they saw a handsome wine girl in neat plain clothes, sweeping the facade with a broom in her hand. Seeing that it was the two of them, the wine girl said with a smile: "These are not the two tourists I saw at the poetry meeting yesterday. Hurry up, please come in." Then he called in: "Mr. Xiangru, the tourists from Tiantian Kingdom are here."

Xiaozhi asked: "The restaurant, how do you know us?" The wine girl said: "My name is Zhuo Wenjun, I am from the Western Han Dynasty, and now I am hiding here with Sima Xiangru and opening a hotel in Shanglin Street to make a living." While talking, I saw Sima Xiangru coming out early, and when he saw the two of them, he smiled and said, "If you don't think it's shabby, come in." Hong Bo and Xiao Zhi went into the inner room and sat down in the elegant seat, then Zhuo Wenjun said: "What do you two want to eat?" Hong Bo said: "Just now Mrs. Taibai, Mrs. Jin has invited us to dinner, and I am not hungry now. We accept the kindness of Mrs. Jin and Mrs."

Then Zhuo Wenjun brought fragrant tea and invited the two of them to drink tea. Mr. Xiangru sat beside him. Hong Bo said: "Wen Jun's father, Zhuo Wangsun, is a prominent family in Sichuan and Shu. How come you are so poor now, selling wine in Shanglin Street for a living." Xiangru said: "You don't know, I am in love with Wenjun, but Zhuo Wangsun is really pedantic and unacceptable. Wenjun and I made an appointment to avoid selling wine here to make a living. Life is difficult and there is nothing we can do." Xiaozhi smiled and said, "Your couple is the first example of free love in Chinese history."

Zhuo Wenjun said: "What is typical and not typical? We are like-minded and like-minded. We don't regret entering the office, but just work for pleasure. Although I am weak, I am a wine girl, and it is okay to be busy for Mr. Xiangru." Hong Bo sighed and said: "Mr. Wen's noble thinking, I admire it! You come from a scholarly family but you are willing to be poor. Loyalty is the most important thing. You are a hero among women!" Sima Xiangru smiled and said: "I have a good relationship with Wen Jun's father, Zhuo Wangsun. I visited him in Shuchuan that year, and when Wen Jun lost his husband, Wen Jun would rather suffer with me. After staying in such a hotel, I can live a leisurely life.”

After a while, Hong Bo saw that several poets came here to sell wine, and Zhuo Wenjun had to be busy, so he bid farewell to Sima Xiangru and his wife with Xiaozhi and left. After walking ten miles forward, I came to a street market called Qingming City, where every family was drying clothes and drying quilts.Hong Bo grabbed a poet boy and asked, "Little boy, why are people in this market busy drying their clothes and quilts?" The poet boy blinked his eyes and said with a smile: "It's cloudy every day in Qingming City, it's really not easy to catch up with the sunny day today, so every house is drying in the sun." After finishing speaking, he left in a hurry.

Hong Bo and Xiao Zhi were walking, when they suddenly saw a man in the middle of the street, his upper body was naked, his mouth was protruding, his belly was protruding, and he was lying there lazily with his eyes closed.Several poetry boys circled around him with a smile. Hong Bo.Xiao Zhi felt suspicious, so she stepped forward, Hong Bo saluted and said, "Sir, why are you doing this?" The man opened his eyes and was about to get angry, when he saw Hong Bo, he turned to smile and said, "You are the poets of that day country. Now the sun is shining brightly, and every family is drying clothes to dry. There is nothing in my house, just day by day. In the shade, I am afraid that the books in my stomach will rot and get damp, so I will dry them in the sun! I, Hao Longtian, am not afraid of anything, but most of all, the books in my stomach will rot." Hong Bo and Xiaozhi heard about Hao Long, a madman in the Western Jin Dynasty, and now they see him Being so poor and poor, he hurriedly took out a few ingots of silver from his pocket and handed them to him: "This is a small gift, sir, please take it."

That Hao Long said with a smile: "Sir, I accept all my good intentions, but I am not a person who is greedy for money and profit, so I will definitely not accept this money." Hong Bo gave it to him again and again, but Hao Long refused to accept it, so Hong Bo put it in his arms, sighed, pulled the twig and left, but Hao Long returned to his original state, closed his eyes and meditated, only reading the book in his stomach. Hongbo Xiaozhi walked out of Qingming City and came to a market called "Wencai Street". As he was walking, he suddenly saw a book stand beside a book stand, and a scholar was copying books. The book seller said: "Every time you Every day I come to this Wencai Street to copy books, and our bookstalls are messed up, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, there are so many bibliographies, how can you copy them all?"

The scholar continued to copy, but the book seller just sighed. But Hong Bo saw that the scholar was working so hard, so he took out a big silver ingot from his pocket and said, "Mr. Book Seller, I bought this book." As soon as the copyist heard it, he said angrily: "I?? Me?? Here?? Right?? Right?? I'm copying, but you want?? Want?? Buy, deliberately follow me?? Pass?? Not go !" Hong Bo smiled and said, "I bought this book as a gift for you. I saw that you copied the book so hard, so I was moved to buy this book for you." Knowing that it was a misunderstanding, the scholar hurriedly leaned forward and said, "I accept the kindness of Mr., so that in the future, I will work harder!"

Hong Bo said: "May I ask you your name?" The scholar said: "Zuo Si in the Western Jin Dynasty." Xiao Zhi said: "Zuo Si is really a genius." Zuo Sidao: "If you have time, you can visit Zuojiazhuang. My sister Zuo Fang is also here." Hong Bo said: "Thank you for your kindness, I will pay my respects at another day." After saying goodbye to Zuo Si, he walked into the street with Xiao Zhi. It was in the afternoon at this time, and the poets in Wencai Street came and went in a continuous stream, and the number of poets suddenly increased and it was bustling.

Xiaozhi tugged at Hong Bo and said, "Look, isn't Mr. Xueqin the writer over there?" Na Hongbo stepped forward and said, "Mr. Xueqin, you are actually selling literature here." Xueqin said: "Although I sell literature and calligraphy here, I still have to gnaw my bones. This poem is not about poetry. Ten chapters are full of gods and ghosts. In fact, I also wrote the last forty chapters at that time, but my poet friend Duncheng buried it in my grave; later someone picked up the grave, but my son's grave. Where can I find the remains? After I arrived in the Kingdom of Heaven, I read the last forty chapters from memory. The people of Jianglou knew it for themselves, but when I brought it to Wencai Street to read, no one bought it. It was really shabby. No one paid any attention to them; they only value poetry and don't like to read novels, and now I don't read them anymore, if you two don't think my Caojiazhuang is poor, how about going to my place?" Hong Bo and Xiaozhi had admired Cao Xueqin's name for a long time, so they helped Xueqin pack up calligraphy and paintings, put them in a book bag and put them on the donkey.Xueqin led the way, and the three of them came to Caojiazhuang. This Caojiazhuang came out of Wencai Street and turned the mountain path, and then walked south for another 30 li.I saw beautiful mountains and clear waters, streams and secluded grass, a small mountain located in the maple forest, with smoke curling up from the kitchen, and the setting sun slowly rising.Xueqin led the two into the village and came to a thatched hut.The bookboy opened the purple door, and saw a few curved willows planted in the courtyard, and there was a field in the west of the courtyard, where chickens, ducks, pigs and rabbits were raised, it was very quiet. Xueqin led Hong Bo and Xiaozhi into the room, but saw calligraphy and painting in bamboo tubes lying high on the red lacquer table, dripping inkstones, and vertical and horizontal writing.Xueqin called the book boy to bring tea, and the three chatted. Hong Bo asked: "Mr. Cao's ancestors were from a prominent family in Jinling?" Xueqin said: "A weaver, but Kangxi's confidant. I grew up in the daughter's country. When I was eleven years old, because Yongzheng came to power, my father was unhappy. I ransacked the house twice, and the family fell into ruin. That's why I am so poor." Xiaozhi asked, "Where are Jia Lan and Jia Gui in the Dream of the Red Chamber now?" Xueqin laughed and said, "Jia Lan is said to be in the Confucian country, Jia Gui is said to be in the country of lewdness, Jia Baoyu is still in the country of Red Mansions, and those talented women are also there." Hong Bo said, "Is this Dream of the Red Chamber your autobiography?" Xueqin said: "What autobiography, my book took twenty years to write, but I haven't finished it yet. The pictures of the officialdom and the fairy tales have been circulated in the kingdom of heaven, and the Twelve Beauties of Jinling and Fairy Swearing Huan are still in the kingdom of heaven." While talking, outside the window, Lu Fangweng came down from the mountain road and whispered: "The mountains and rivers are full of doubts, and there is no way out, and the willows are dark and the flowers are bright, and there is another village." Xueqin called out, "Fang Weng, come and sit here." Seeing Hong Luo, Lu You said happily, "Then Tang Wan was asking me to invite the two of you, but unexpectedly they are here." Hong Bo said: "Fang Weng, where do you live?" Fang Weng said: "It's in the nearby Shanxi Village, north of Sujiazhuang. My wife Tang Wan asked me to invite you. I just went to Zhuyuelou, and Jinlingzi told me that you go out at noon; When we arrived in Songyu, we knew that you had come to Caojiazhuang with Xueqin, and you just happened to come to my house for dinner." Xueqin said: "Alright, I can't open the pot at night, if you go, go." Hong Bo and Xiaozhi are not good enough to hurt Xueqin, so they bid farewell to him and come with Lu You.Turning around two hillsides, I came to a mountain village, which was called Shanxi Village. Tang Wan had already invited two maidservants to wait at the head of the village. , the food is ready." Several people entered the room, only to see tender lotus root and fresh fish on the table, steaming steamed buns, Tang Wan asked everyone to sit down one by one.Fang Weng said: "Today is also late, why not stay at my house, there is a thatched cottage in the west wing, but it is also peaceful. I will call the maidservant to catch the moon tower and tell Jinlingzi later." Tang Wan said: "Don't underestimate our rural households, they are much more elegant. When you come to our Shanxi village, there is nothing to entertain you, but some wild wild products from the village." As he spoke, he handed a few sweet potatoes to Hong Bo and Xiaozhi. After eating, Lu You led Hongbo to watch the mountain scenery at night outside the village. Tang Wan talked with Xiaozhi in the village.Seeing a light in the south, Hong Bo hurriedly asked, "Where is that?" Fang Weng said: "That's Sujiazhuang, a big village in this area. Su Dongpo's brothers and sisters live there, but Dongpo has no friendship with me. If you go for a swim, I will take you there." Down the hillside, through the bamboo forest, came to the village.As he was walking, he suddenly saw someone laughing and talking in one of the courtyards, and asked Weng Hongbo to lie on the wall and look in: he saw that the door of the west wing was closed, and Su Xiaomei was exposed through the screen window, wearing colorful underwear, which was extremely enchanting.Qin Shaoyou was standing at the door.Xiaomei said: "I'll chant 'Push the moon out of the window with both hands', you can answer it, if you catch it well, I'll let you in." After saying that, she closed the window. Qin Guandao: "This is difficult. I can only compose lyrics. Where can I write poetry? People only hear Qin Ci, so where can I find Qin poetry?" Su Xiaomei didn't answer, Hong Bo felt amused, but he didn't dare to laugh out loud.Qin Shaoyou was so anxious that he rubbed his hands and shook his head in the courtyard, but he couldn't make up nonsense.At one hour, Su Xiaomei asked in the room: "Shaoyou, have you figured it out yet?" Qin Guan just sighed, speechless. Hong Bo suddenly came to his senses, picked up a piece of tile and hit it on the clear ground in the courtyard, Qin Shaoyou suddenly realized with this blow, and hurriedly said: "Little sister, I have it." Su Xiaomei said: "What?" Qin Guandao: "'One stone breaks the sky in the water.'" Su Xiaomei said: "Thank you for being a great poet." After finishing speaking, she opened the door to let Qin Guan in. Fang Weng Hongbo laughed secretly, Fang Weng said: "It's not too late, Tang Wan must be anxious at home, go back quickly." The two hurriedly returned to Shanxi Village, and as soon as they entered the house, they saw a strange woman in red, but saw: