After a long time, the old shopkeeper took out a long mahogany box from the back room, opened the box, it was a cloth bag made of brocade, and untied the bag tied with a silk brocade rope. The old shopkeeper put on his gloves and carefully opened the bag. He took out a long scroll from inside.
The old shopkeeper didn't speak a word, just doing these movements gracefully. He glanced at Ji Xu and Liu Ji ostentatiously, then slowly opened the long scroll in his hand, and saw:
"A caravan of camels came along the road next to the creek, coming from the northeast to Bianjing City. The five donkeys were heavily loaded. The groom in front drove the leading livestock to the bridge at the corner, and the packer behind drove them with a whip. Go forward"
Ji Xu exclaimed, ""Along the River During the Qingming Festival"!"
The old shopkeeper stroked his beard and smiled.
Ji Xu pointed to a group of people in the painting and said, "Look, this team seems to have returned from sweeping graves during the Qingming Festival."
Liu Ji corrected and said: "It is inappropriate to say that this team is returning from tomb sweeping just based on the word Qingming. I think it is a team for wedding activities."
The old shopkeeper nodded in agreement.
Look at this painting again:
"There are two cows raised in a farmhouse next to the teahouse. Although such an earth-shattering event happened nearby, the two cows are indifferent. They are still ruminating leisurely; the seedlings in the field in the distance are thriving. The farmer We are watering and fertilizing the seedlings"
[2] Li Yuhuang's poem "Liuyuan Station"
? On this day, I started to board the car, and the long distance was long.
The cloud adds a heavy burden to the crow, and the cloud wraps the horse's hoof cold.
The three of them were silent, appreciating the picture intently, for fear that if anyone made a sound, they would frighten the characters on the picture:
"A family in the south, the young couple are traveling. He hired two animals and packers, and a porter carried the things they needed for the trip, and walked slowly to the southeast.
There is a restaurant directly opposite the street in front of the teahouse. Because it does not operate breakfast, it has been slow to set up a banner to attract customers. The hotel is located on the bulk cargo terminal, so the business is naturally booming, but it's just that it's not time for meals, so there are no customers in the store yet.
In the middle of the street between the restaurant and the teahouse, there is a man who is calling a fortune teller, and may ask him to calculate something: is it marriage, family or business? When the fortune-teller heard the business came, his brisk footsteps showed his joy.
Looking into the street, the shopkeeper of the steamed stuffed bun shop was talking with a burden-carrying businessman, as if he could hear their conversation-what oil, salt, sauce and vinegar to order tomorrow and when to check out. "
[3] Li Yuhuang's poem "Liuyuan Station"
The ancient garrisoned Kun willow in Tibet, and the dangerous bridge rushes down the rapids.
Wangzhong Maodian is near, and the stirrup fire comes out of the eaves.
The old shopkeeper slowly unfolded along the screen from right to left:
"A few more shops in the past is Bianliang Avenue, the main road. There are many shops on both sides of the main road, and the traffic is busy. The south is close to the deep-water harbor, which is the cargo wharf and freight warehouse of this geomantic treasure. There are several ships moored in the harbor. Cargo is loaded and unloaded sequentially.
In the gaps between the branches and leaves of the 100-200-year-old tree, you can see the thick sails and ropes, and it should be a large ship with a displacement of about 60-70 tons.
The owner of the goods on the wharf is checking the goods to be sent to a certain place, and the shopkeeper of the wharf is stacking the goods, and is preparing to arrange loading and unloading in due course according to the distance of the delivery location.
Several wharf bearers are carrying sacks containing grain and the like off the ship; someone in the ship's warehouse is turning over the warehouse, and it seems that the sound of labor chants coming from the ship as people put the sacks on their shoulders can be heard.
The boss of the ship standing in front of the warehouse seemed to have just had dinner and was about to board the ship; he met an acquaintance on the way, and he remembered that he was on his way, but he could not neglect the acquaintance; Farewell; at this time, the footsteps have already turned, and the appearance of rushing to board the boat is already detached"
Ji Xu really likes it more and more.
Liu Ji asked the old shopkeeper, "I don't know how much money the old man wants to give up?"
The old shopkeeper said firmly: "One thousand five hundred gold."
Liu Ji replied straightforwardly: "1,500 taels of silver is acceptable"
The old shopkeeper interrupted him and said, "No, I'm talking about 1,500 taels of gold."
Liu Ji took Ji Xu out the door and started discussing at the gate.
Liu Ji said: "I have seen this painting, it is genuine, and 1,500 taels of gold is not too expensive."
Ji Xu said in embarrassment: "But my friend only gave me 10,000 taels of silver notes [the total amount was 1,250 taels of gold at the time]. I don't know if the relationship he established is important, and can I lend him money to buy it?"
In fact, no matter how well Ji Xu lied, he couldn't hide it from Liu Ji's eyes. He knew that Ji Xu bought the painting for his own scientific research to clear up the relationship, but he didn't tell the truth, instead he said to Ji Xu: " Let's go in and buy it for 10,000 taels of silver, otherwise, how about we find something else?"
"All right!"
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Notes
[1] Zhuzhici
Zhuzhi Ci is a poetic style, which evolved from folk songs in ancient Bashu. With the main feature of "respecting the local customs and learning the fashion in detail", it often imitates the state of the world and the people's feelings, full of vivid cultural personality and strong local flavor. In the Qing Dynasty, Li Yuhuang read the book "Tokyo Menghualu" written by Meng Yuanlao, a man of Song Dynasty, and lamented the ancient and modern changes of the ancient capital Kaifeng. So he used the anecdotes in the book, supplemented by the writings of Song people and later sages, and wrote "Bian Song Zhuzhi Ci" with hundreds of poems, which were integrated into two volumes.
Zhang Zeduan's "Surfing the River During the Qingming Festival" is a masterpiece that truly reflects Du Fu's urban life in Tokyo on the screen, and it is a treasure in the art garden of our country. In the frame, all kinds of characters are all lifelike. But there are still many folk customs and historical stories that cannot be depicted on the screen. Li Yuhuang is going to write a new "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" with poems to make up for the shortcomings of the original picture. Today's comparative study of "Bian Song Zhuzhi Ci" and "Qingming Shanghe Tu" can give us a deeper understanding of the situation in Song Dynasty Kyoto.
[2] Kun (kun): An ancient punishment of shaving the hair. This refers to pruning branches. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com