Hong Kang and Zu Qianqiu also reported their names.
But the bald pen man didn't react at all, obviously he had never heard of the two of them.
This is not surprising either.
[Four Friends of the South of the Yangtze River] Since he retired to seclusion, he no longer pays attention to things in the Jianghu world.
What's more, the name "Yellow River Ancestor" sounds resounding, but in fact he is only a second-rate person, and is not even in the eyes of Bald Pen Weng and others.
However, Hong Kang's [Blackwater Tower] was established too short ago. Apart from people who often travel in the rivers and lakes, it is only somewhat famous in the two lakes.
Hong Kang originally thought that Zu Qianqiu would need to open the way with his wine knowledge, but he didn't want to meet the bald pen man here.
The two of them followed the bald pen man and climbed up the stairs.
The door slowly opened, and two old men dressed as family members walked out side by side.
Zu Qianqiu was slightly shocked. These two people had bright eyes, steady steps, and long breathing. They were afraid that they could not master their martial arts skills, but how could they do such a lowly job as servants here? ?
Suddenly, Zu Qianqiu had something on his mind.
He glanced at the short, fat, bald middle-aged man in front of him from the corner of his eyes, and thought to himself: "Who are these "Four Friends of the South of the Yangtze River"? Why have I never heard of them before??"
To be able to let such people guard the gate, how high is the martial arts of this bald pen man? !
Then Zu Qianqiu glanced at Hong Kang beside him. What was Hong Kang's real purpose in coming to [Meizhuang]? ?
Is it really just for the wine? ?
As an old martial artist, Zu Qianqiu is still wary of this.
He already regretted following Hong Kang to [Meizhuang] so hastily. But then I thought about it, it’s already here, what else can I do? !
Among them, it seems that my martial arts skills are the lowest.
Forget it, just make peace with it now!
Anyway, I'm just here to drink, and nothing else has anything to do with me.
Thinking of this, Zu Qianqiu immediately relaxed a lot.
The servant on the right who looked a little gentle lowered his head and shouted: "The third master is back! Uh, these two are...?"
The bald pen man laughed and said: "This is my guest! Old Ding, go to my study room, go to the bookshelf on the left, go to the fourth shelf from top to bottom, and get the copy of "Shi Zao Tie"."
Old Ding heard this and said yes.
He glanced at Hong Kang and the two of them again, and thought to himself: "It seems that they are book friends that Third Master knows."
The "Four Friends of the South of the Yangtze River" each have their own literary and artistic hobbies, and they would bring some like-minded friends to Zhuangzi on weekdays. Lao Ding was not surprised.
However, the rosacea who came this time seemed to be very skilled, almost the same as myself.
As for that young man, he is young and has great bearing. Could he be a son of an official from some family? !
Bald Pen Weng took the two of them to the living room and waited for Lao Ding.
"Lao Shi, serve tea to the guests." Bald Pen Man ordered.
"Yes, Third Master." The taller servant responded.
"Hey, what kind of tea are you going to serve!" A lazy voice sounded, "Third brother, you are so stingy. Since you have guests, you have to drink!"
Amidst the shouting, a man walked in, with a beard that reached his abdomen, holding a wine glass in his left hand, and supporting the door frame with his right hand. His face looked very drunk.
When Hong Kang heard this man call Bald Pen Weng "Third Brother", he knew that this man was a painter.
Bald Pen Weng introduced: "These are my new friends, Hong Kang and Zu Qianqiu; two of them, this is my fourth brother, Dan Qing Sheng."
"I've met the fourth owner of the village."
But Danqing Shengruo didn't hear it and just stared at the contents of the cup.
The bald man looked at Dan Qingsheng and was slightly dissatisfied: "Fourth brother, you are so drunk in broad daylight, what are you talking about! What's more, do you think everyone is as addicted to alcohol as you are??"
When the bald pen man said this, Hong Kang noticed that Zu Qianqiu was staring at the wine glass in Dan Qingsheng's hand, his eyes widened.
Hong Kang smiled and said: "That's not necessarily the case. The third owner of the village, this friend of mine is also a high roller in wine!"
"Oh? Really? You also know wine??"
Hearing this, Dan Qingsheng squinted his drunken eyes and glanced at Zu Qianqiu.
These two sentences are extremely rude.
But Zu Qianqiu didn't care at all. He raised his head and sniffed the smell of alcohol in the air.
He said with an intoxicated look: "Pear blossom wine!"
Then he looked at the wine glass in Dan Qingsheng's hand and praised: "You should use an emerald cup to drink pear blossom wine. The four owners of the village are indeed great drinkers."
Dan Qingsheng's squinted drunken eyes immediately opened and stared at Zu Qianqiu.
"Hahaha...it turns out a good friend is here!"
Well, I seem to have heard this somewhere.
Moreover, this face has changed too quickly!
Hong Kang asked: "Is there any explanation in this?"
After Dan Qingsheng heard this, he also looked at Zu Qianqiu. He wanted to see if Zu Qianqiu really understood? Still confused?
Zu Qianqiu pinched a few sparse beards and said: "Bai Letian's "Spring Outlook in Hangzhou" said: "The red sleeves are woven with damask to praise the persimmon leaves, and the green flag is selling wine to take advantage of the pear blossoms. "Think about it, the Hangzhou restaurant selling this pear blossom wine hangs a green flag that looks like a drop of green, which makes the pear blossom wine particularly energetic. Therefore, when you drink this pear blossom wine, you should naturally treat it as an emerald cup."
"Hahaha...well said!!" Dan Qingsheng laughed and said, "Come on, good friends, you and I will drink three hundred cups together."
The bald man said, "Fourth brother, don't forget, these two are my guests."
Dan Qingsheng said nonchalantly: "Third brother, what's yours and mine? You don't understand wine! Here comes Zhuangzi, so naturally you are a guest of Zhuangzi!!"
With that said, he was about to pull Zu Qianqiu away.
Hong Kang couldn't help laughing when he saw it. The bald penman and Dan Qingsheng seemed to be in love with each other at first contact.
At this time, the old man came into the house holding a scroll.
The bald pen man took it over at once and caressed it carefully, as if caressing a lover.
"You can drink this wine anytime, just read the words first."
Bald Pen Weng said this, Dan Qingsheng still has to give face to his third brother.
What's more, although he loves painting more, he is also very accomplished in calligraphy.
After all, calligraphy and painting have something in common.
The wine bug in Tuliu Zu Qianqiu's belly made him itchy.
Hong Kang noticed that although the bald pen man liked this copybook, there was no obsession in his eyes. He thought it was not his favorite.
Come to think of it, with Bald Pen Weng's obsession with calligraphy, he would definitely have done the most precious authentic work himself.
The copybook expands.
There are a total of fifteen lines and one hundred and eighteen words. The structure of the work is mostly horizontal.
The bald pen man looked forward to it and said, "Brother Hong, what do you think of this calligraphy?!"
Hong Kang read softly: "Yun Wen is suitable for making, but he seeks humiliation when he sees it. He has been visiting other happy places for thousands of miles..."
"...I have been pleading with you over and over again to cultivate my reputation."
On the lower right is the date written by Yu Yunwen, September 28th.
Hong Kang appreciated it and said: "This piece of "Shi Zhao Tie" by Yu Yonggong is subtle in its brushwork, showing elegance in strange places; it also seems to be ink ink unintentionally, but the taste is natural, and the skill is revealed in unintentional places."
"Okay! Okay! Okay!!"
The bald pen man laughed: "Brother Hong's words are wonderful!"
When the painter heard this, he knew that Hong Kang's calligraphy skills were not low, so he suddenly felt like showing off.
He pointed to a scroll on the wall of the main hall and asked: "Brother Hong, what do you think of this inscription?"
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