"I don't do much on weekdays. I just read some books and write a few words. Occasionally, my mother and I go out to visit Mrs. Zhao and Mrs. Song, and talk to some young ladies from Yangzhou city officials to relieve my boredom."
Lin Daiyu smiled at Chu Zhen and said: "After my mother recovered from her illness, she took me to worship in temples inside and outside the city. She often said that she could not thank Uncle Chu in person."
After saying that, she stood up again to thank her mother.
Chu Zhen used gestures to ask her to sit down and said with a smile: "As long as the illness is cured, it will be fine. Also, I thought Miss Lin and you ladies with millions of dollars don't go out, so you can still chat with other girls of the same age."
In Dream of Red Mansions, neither Sister Lin nor Sister Sanchun go out very much. Only Shi Xiangyun often goes to other people's homes and is very familiar with Princess Nan'an.
Lin Daiyu said: "My father once said with a smile that my mother could not sit still. There were many invitations coming to the house, so my mother took me out, saying that it was not good to sit at home all the time."
"I agree with this statement!"
Chu Zhen looked at Li Qingzhao and smiled and said: "You must get up and exercise after half an hour of reading and writing. That is to stretch your hands and feet and walk in the yard. If possible, rest for a while after dinner and then go out for a walk. Go for a run in the morning. A little sweat is good for your health.”
"..."
Not to mention Lin Daiyu, even Li Qingzhao was shocked, "Going out after dinner? It's not the Lantern Festival, where can you go out easily at night?"
Chu Zhen asked: "Isn't there a curfew in Bianjing City?"
The Song Dynasty was the only dynasty that did not have a curfew. You can imagine the night view of Bianjing City. Chu Zhen did not believe that Li Qingzhao, who loved to play and drink, would not go out.
"Yes, there is no curfew, but I won't go out at night. I just come back later occasionally."
"Drunk, right?"
After saying that, Chu Zhen and Lin Daiyu laughed together.
Li Qingzhao argued shyly: "I don't drink on weekdays. I only drink a little when I get together with my sisters."
"real?"
Chu Zhen didn't believe that she only drank a little, let alone that she didn't drink on weekdays.
"Just...occasionally." Li Qingzhao's beautiful and fair face turned red with embarrassment. He hesitated for a long time before saying, "Occasionally, when he feels like studying, he will ask the maid to bring some wine to drink."
Chu Zhen smiled again.
Lin Daiyu glanced at Sister Qingzhao. She answered whatever Uncle Chu asked her. She also concealed her love of drinking, obviously because she didn't want Uncle Chu to laugh at her for not being a lady.
"So take it and buy some wine!"
Chu Zhen pushed the gold ingot that had returned to him at some point to Li Qingzhao again, "Just don't drink so much, buy some good wine!"
The girl puffed her mouth, looked at him with resentful eyes, and didn't answer.
Chu Zhen asked Lin Daiyu again.
"After the New Year, when the river is open for navigation, my mother and I will return to the capital to buy a house."
Lin Daiyu said with a smile.
She has now accepted that she will live in the capital in the future. Firstly, it is because Uncle Chu's historical records said that she and her mother will return to Menrongguo Mansion. Secondly, it is also because her father is now the censor of Youqiandu, who supervises the local area. Censorship officials who are promoted to Censorship of Zuoqiandu, or other officials, must return to the capital.
"I'm afraid the next time we meet is the beginning of spring." Chu Zhen said.
He has now roughly figured out the rules of summoning people in the history of time and space. He must be summoned only when something happens.
"It will take some time..."
Lin Daiyu's cheeks were slightly red and she said, "I still want to send some glutinous rice balls to Uncle Chu during the Lantern Festival."
"That's okay. I'll see if I can come then."
Chu Zhen also wanted to test it, and Sister Lin took the initiative to ask if she could travel through time.
Daiyu pursed her lips and smiled, stood up and introduced the new year's goods she had brought.
"There are so many chickens, ducks, fish, and a big deer leg. I can't finish them all by myself." Chu Zhen smiled at Li Qingzhao and said, "When you go back later, take some back to eat."
This time Li Qingzhao did not refuse, and Lin Daiyu had no objection.
Chu Zhen opened the gift box sent by Li Shimin again. In addition to pens, inks, paper and inkstones, there was also a volume of simple calligraphy and paintings.
Chu Zhen took it out and opened it carefully.
"ah!!"
Li Qingzhao exclaimed, making Chu Zhen and Lin Daiyu look at her in surprise.
"This this……"
Talented girl Li stood up and walked quickly to Chu Zhen with excitement. She bent down and lowered her head, ignoring the hanging black silk hair. She held it up with her jade hands and carefully looked at the words on the copybook and the only seal in the lower left corner. .
It’s the seal of King Qin Li Shimin!
Finally, she raised her head and looked at Chu Zhen with excitement: "It's the Snow Ninghan Post among the seventeen posts!! The original! It's not a copy!"
She looked very excited.
Chu Zhen asked doubtfully: "Whose original work is the Seventeenth Post?" He glanced at Lin Daiyu again and found that she had suddenly realized it.
It can be seen that although Sister Lin cannot recognize the characters, she has also done some research on calligraphy.
"Wang Youjun!"
"who?!"
Chu Zhen was also shocked. What Li Shimin sent was the authentic work of the calligrapher Wang Xizhi?
Li Qingzhao thought he didn't understand Wang Xizhi's nickname, so he said excitedly:
"It's Wang Xizhi. This is Wang Xizhi's authentic work. This post is the Snow-covered Cold Post among the seventeen posts known as the dragon in the book! Su Weng once copied it, and it was called "Lin Wang Xizhi's Lecture Hall Post"!"
Seeing how excited Li Shimin was, Chu Zhen looked at the words on it carefully and said: "I am a layman and have no study of calligraphy...but Li Shimin has the seal on it? Wang Xizhi is two or three hundred years old from Li Shimin, right?" .”
Li Qingzhao covered his mouth and smiled: "It is precisely because there is no other seal but the King of Qin's seal that it is trustworthy!"
"Did the King of Qin originate from stamping the seal on the collection?"
Lin Daiyu asked curiously.
"That's right!"
Li Qingzhao smiled and said: "I once read "Shu Shu Fu", which said that the Tang Dynasty was stamped with a collection seal. During the Zhenguan period, Emperor Taizong liked Wang Youjun's calligraphy and ordered people to collect more than 3,000 pieces of paper. When identifying the authenticity, , all authentic works of Youjun are stamped with the seal of 'Zhenguan'!"
"Good guy!"
Chu Zhen remembered.
Li Shimin asked people to find the authentic copy of "The Preface to the Lanting Collection", but his subordinates deceived and attacked a monk, and finally got it.
Finally, he also brought the preface to the Lanting Collection into the mausoleum.
Chu Zhen shook his head and sighed: "In that case, Li Shimin has to be blamed. He is the source of the two seal madmen in later generations!"
Li Qingzhao was very happy, "Emperor Taizong loved Wang Youjun's calligraphy. Unexpectedly, he had already collected it when he was the king of Qin. He also sent one to you, Langjun of Chu. Now I am lucky enough to see the original calligraphy. It is really more satisfying than drinking Qingyuantang wine." Be happy!"
"Sister, please stop talking." Lin Daiyu pulled her and said.
"Um?"
Li Qingzhao still didn't understand what she meant. After taking a look at Chu Zhen, he realized and blushed.
"Next time, buy me two bottles of Qingyuantang wine too!"
Chu Zhen put "Snow and Cold Cold Letter" on the table, went to get his cell phone, and took dozens of photos of the copybook, taking a photo of each word.
This is respect for the national treasure.
Of course, except for Chu Zhen, no one else would know that this post is a national treasure.
"Give it to you."
Chu Zhen handed Wang Xizhi's authentic work to Li Qingzhao.
Talented Li Li's face was full of astonishment, and Lin Daiyu looked at him several times.
"I don't know how to calligraphy and painting, so the copybook in my hand is like a pearl gathering dust."
Chu Zhen paused and explained: "This authentic work has not been baptized by time, and people today will not recognize it. It can only be hung on my wall. It is of no use to me. You might as well take it back and copy it." , you can give it away, it’s up to you.”
If Chu Zhen sends this authentic painting to the museum, he will definitely be kicked out.
The copybook is too new, and the seal only belongs to King Qin Li Shimin. There is no detailed trace of its circulation, and it is impossible for anyone to recognize it.
It would be better to send it to the Song Dynasty and let those famous people add a few stamps, maybe it can become a real national treasure.
"The slave family cannot accept such a heavy gift!"
Li Qingzhao was moved, but still refused.
"Do you want Miss Lin?"
Chu Zhen didn't force it, and smiled at Lin Daiyu: "You didn't recognize this calligraphy just now, so I'll ask you later."
Lin Daiyu was annoyed and angry: "Uncle Chu, do you think I am stingy and have to fight for priority in everything?"
As he spoke, tears welled up in his eyes again, and he turned his head away, holding the handkerchief tightly in his hand.
"I'm not, I am... okay, Miss Lin, don't be angry, I was wrong!"
Chu Zhen apologized sincerely. He was influenced by the image of Sister Lin in Dream of Red Mansions. In addition, Lin Daiyu in front of him was very sensitive and loved to cry, so he took special care of her emotions.
But in fact, Lin Daiyu is not that stingy.
Li Qingzhao smiled at him, sat next to Sister Lin, held her hand and whispered.
Soon after, Lin Daiyu pulled Li Qingzhao to stand up. Chu Zhen knew they were leaving, so he got up to see them off.
"I'll go downstairs to see if the printing is done. Miss Li, take some of your favorite foods and divide the fruits. You can take them back later."
Chu Zhen is about to go downstairs.
"Next time if this happens again, I won't give you glutinous rice balls!"
Lin Daiyu suddenly said in a clear voice.
Chu Zhen looked back at her, Daiyu turned her back again, and only Li Qingzhao smiled at him.
Chu Zhen also smiled.
Sister Lin is really nice!
With Jia Min and Lin Ruhai both present, Chu Zhen felt more and more that Jia Baoyu was not worthy of Lin Daiyu.
But he couldn't say such a thing, after all, he had never met Jia Baoyu in person.
Or perhaps Lin Daiyu liked Jia Baoyu's appearance or poetic talent, and the two fell in love with each other, just like Li Yian and Zhao Mingcheng in history. Both of them also had similar interests and were interested in epigraphic poetry.
As a modern person, Chu Zhen couldn't even write limericks, so his interests were very different from theirs.
"Chu Langjun?"
Li Qingzhao shouted to Chu Zhen who was standing at the stairs.
"I'll go right away, you guys wait."
Chu Zhen walked downstairs.
