Chapter 438: when it's time to do it
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Chapter 438 Take action when it is time to do so
Zhu Pingan followed a middle-aged Taoist priest up the stairs to the altar, looked at the dazzling array of ritual artifacts on the altar, smelled the strong smell of incense, and shook his head slightly. Any piece of magic weapon on this Zhaiqiao altar is enough for a well-to-do family to chew.
Yuan Wei was on the highest altar, saw Zhu Pingan shaking his head and sighing from a distance, couldn't help but curled up his lips and showed a mocking smile, hum, boy, you're at the end of your rope!
So, surrounded by the smell of burning incense, Yuan Wei began to concoct a brilliant poem.
Not long after climbing the altar, Zhu Pingan saw the Taoist priests standing under the altar holding ritual instruments began to dance a very weird dance, reciting some scriptures aloud, and waving them from time to time. The magic weapon makes various actions such as greeting and driving away.
Jump master...
Zhu Ping'an curled his lips and summed up the behavior of the Taoist priests under the altar in his heart.
After the Taoist priests under the altar finished dancing the Great God, several Taoist priests brought brushes, ink, peach charms and other things from a distance, and sent them to each altar one by one, for Zhu Pingan and others to write Qingci and couplets.
Brushes, peach charms, ivy paper, paperweights, etc., but no ink was found.
"Dare to ask, where is the ink?" Zhu Pingan stopped the Taoist priest who was sent to the altar and asked.
The middle-aged Taoist smiled when he heard the words, pointed to one of the cans of sticky gold powder and said with a smile, "My lord, this is ink."
"Is this ink?" Zhu Pingan's mouth twitched.
"Exactly, this is a thousand pure gold powder, mixed with the immortal liquid prepared by the master. Zhaiqiao Qingci and couplets are all written with this ink." The middle-aged Taoist nodded, with a little pride in his eyes, Seems very satisfied with Zhu Pingan's reaction.
Hearing this, the corners of Zhu Ping'an's mouth twitched even more, as if possessed by an evil spirit.
"Are you all right, sir?" The middle-aged Taoist asked without any surprise.
"Nothing." Zhu Pingan looked at the can of gold powder that weighed several kilograms, and the voice in his mouth was almost gritted.
What a waste!
This is not Zhaiqiao, this is clearly burning money! The ink is actually made from gold that is ground into powder! The fairy liquid in the mouth of the Taoist is probably ordinary water, or some kind of clear oil. This kind of ink is too extravagant. After this firestorm, the gold powder alone must not have used as much as a hundred catties!
There are so many places in this firewood ceremony that made Zhu Ping'an's eyes drop all over the place!
It seems that these gold powders will be wiped away by these Taoist priests after using up the firewood this time! Just look at the golden threads on their Taoist robes!
The middle-aged Taoist priest got off the altar after delivering the pen and ink for writing green poems and couplets. It is estimated that there are other things going on. Only Zhu Ping'an and another middle-aged Taoist priest who arranged instruments and other objects on the altar were left.
The Taoist priest just said before he left that Zhu Ping'an would write five couplets and a green poem to decorate the altar.
Seeing that the other imperial courts on the Buddhist altar have already started writing, Zhu Pingan also collected his thoughts and prepared to write couplets and Qing Ci. This is not difficult for Zhu Pingan, and it is not difficult to write Qingci couplets. It is a kind of couplet, but it is just a style of Qingci. The Taoist priest sent eight brushes just now, maybe it was because of the auspicious number "eight", or it might be that it is more expensive to make ink with gold powder.
Looking at the writing brush on the table, Zhu Pingan was thoughtful.
Zhu Pingan set up the table, took a brush, dipped the gold powder vigorously in the gold powder, dropped the brush on the ivy paper, and wrote "Huang" with the brush.
This word proves Zhu Pingan's conjecture just now. The brush strokes are obviously not as smooth as ordinary ink, with a kind of sandy ups and downs, and the brushes are also slightly forked. The few brushes sent by the Taoist priest just now are probably because of this kind of golden powder brush Bar!
After confirming what he thought in his heart, Zhu Pingan smiled slightly, and then dipped the brush in his hand into the gold powder vigorously again, completely submerged in it, and then lifted the brush out of the gold powder, with a little force on his wrist, once again It fell on the ivy paper.
As soon as the pen was written, the brush showed serious forks, and then Zhu Pingan picked up the brush.
"I have Daoist Lao to prepare a few more brushes. The brushes are too strong to be used for many times." Zhu Pingan shook the apparently forked brush in his hand, and said something to the Taoist priest who placed the magic weapon on the side.
"My lord, wait a moment." The middle-aged Taoist priest nodded, then turned around and got off the altar.
When the middle-aged Taoist priest came down to the altar, Zhu Ping'an put the brush dipped in gold powder into the sleeve pocket of his sleeve without any trace.
When you dare to do it, do it!
Rather than being corrupted by these Taoist priests, it is better to keep some of them temporarily and give them to those who need them more!
In addition, this is also an unwritten practice. In ancient times, there was a retouching fee, that is to say, the cost of brush loss. I remember hearing a certain Hanlin say during the last meal that writing in Xiyuan, you can take the brush home, which is considered a reward from the Holy Majesty. But at that time Hanlin was a little disdainful, what do I need so many brushes for?
But, ahem, whoops, how strange, I just love these brushes.
What to do, I can only thank the Lord Ron.
It was very natural to take another brush, Zhu Pingan dipped in gold powder and quickly wrote the first couplet: "The emperor's family protects the nine evils to eliminate the three disasters; .
After writing the first couplet, Zhu Ping'an dipped the second brush in gold powder and put it in his sleeve again. At this time, Zhu Pinganjue's ancient man's sleeve bag is really a good thing, it is big and easy to use, and can hold as many brushes
After Zhu Ping'an finished writing the first couplet, the Taoist priest who got off the altar to get brushes came up again. This time he brought ten brushes.
"It's time for the Taoist priest." Zhu Pingan cupped his hands in thanks.
After writing couplets, Zhu Pingan dipped in thick gold powder every time before writing, and then wrote. After writing almost a few words, Zhu Pingan dipped in thicker gold powder again, and then just as soon as he wrote, He shook his head lightly, and the writing brush forked again and could no longer be used. Then he quietly put it in his sleeve and changed to another writing brush.
In order to change a few brushes, Zhu Ping’an’s last four couplets are all very long. For example, the fourth couplet is the couplet written by Yuan Wei a few years ago:
The grass of yarrow is written, the sky is numbered five, the earth is numbered five, and five, five, and twenty-five are numbered. The numbers are born in the Tao, and the Tao is in harmony with Yuanshi Tianzun, and there is no second;
The tube of cut bamboo is in harmony with the law, there are six yang tones, six to yin tones, six to six and thirty-six tones, the voices are heard in the sky, the Jiajing emperor was born, and the emperor ruled for thousands of years.
This is the Yuan Wei’s couplet, which is of course different from Yuan Wei’s original couplet. The difference is big or small, but it doesn’t matter. Does writing couplets have to be original? Almost every pair of couplets hanging at the door must be the same in at least a few million houses. In addition, there are still many differences between this couplet and Yuan Wei's original couplet.
Of course, in order to prevent people from criticizing, Zhu Pingan’s other couplets are all original. For example, the fifth couplet is an original long couplet:
Long Fei has forty-five years, when celebrating one hour, the five numbers are combined with the sky, the five numbers are combined with the ground, the five things are repaired, the five blessings are prepared, the five generations live under the same roof, and the colorful clothes are colorful and colorful;
Crane counts thirty days every eight days, wishing longevity eight thousand is spring, eight thousand is autumn, eight yuan advances, eight Kaideng, eight tones follow the law, eight winds play Danchi.
Long Fei has forty-five years, which corresponds to Emperor Jiajing's forty-five years old this year; Crane Calculation is thirty days every eight days, and it refers to today, which is the eighth day of this month's thirty days. As for the words behind the couplets, they are all flattering words to flatter Emperor Jiajing.
After writing five couplets, Zhu Pingan has already put ten writing brushes in his sleeves! Zhu Ping'an didn't intend to keep these writing brushes for himself, they are waiting to be given to those who need them more in the future, and used in places where they are more needed! I believe that any use is more valuable than today!
(end of this chapter)
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Chapter 438 Take action when it is time to do so
Zhu Pingan followed a middle-aged Taoist priest up the stairs to the altar, looked at the dazzling array of ritual artifacts on the altar, smelled the strong smell of incense, and shook his head slightly. Any piece of magic weapon on this Zhaiqiao altar is enough for a well-to-do family to chew.
Yuan Wei was on the highest altar, saw Zhu Pingan shaking his head and sighing from a distance, couldn't help but curled up his lips and showed a mocking smile, hum, boy, you're at the end of your rope!
So, surrounded by the smell of burning incense, Yuan Wei began to concoct a brilliant poem.
Not long after climbing the altar, Zhu Pingan saw the Taoist priests standing under the altar holding ritual instruments began to dance a very weird dance, reciting some scriptures aloud, and waving them from time to time. The magic weapon makes various actions such as greeting and driving away.
Jump master...
Zhu Ping'an curled his lips and summed up the behavior of the Taoist priests under the altar in his heart.
After the Taoist priests under the altar finished dancing the Great God, several Taoist priests brought brushes, ink, peach charms and other things from a distance, and sent them to each altar one by one, for Zhu Pingan and others to write Qingci and couplets.
Brushes, peach charms, ivy paper, paperweights, etc., but no ink was found.
"Dare to ask, where is the ink?" Zhu Pingan stopped the Taoist priest who was sent to the altar and asked.
The middle-aged Taoist smiled when he heard the words, pointed to one of the cans of sticky gold powder and said with a smile, "My lord, this is ink."
"Is this ink?" Zhu Pingan's mouth twitched.
"Exactly, this is a thousand pure gold powder, mixed with the immortal liquid prepared by the master. Zhaiqiao Qingci and couplets are all written with this ink." The middle-aged Taoist nodded, with a little pride in his eyes, Seems very satisfied with Zhu Pingan's reaction.
Hearing this, the corners of Zhu Ping'an's mouth twitched even more, as if possessed by an evil spirit.
"Are you all right, sir?" The middle-aged Taoist asked without any surprise.
"Nothing." Zhu Pingan looked at the can of gold powder that weighed several kilograms, and the voice in his mouth was almost gritted.
What a waste!
This is not Zhaiqiao, this is clearly burning money! The ink is actually made from gold that is ground into powder! The fairy liquid in the mouth of the Taoist is probably ordinary water, or some kind of clear oil. This kind of ink is too extravagant. After this firestorm, the gold powder alone must not have used as much as a hundred catties!
There are so many places in this firewood ceremony that made Zhu Ping'an's eyes drop all over the place!
It seems that these gold powders will be wiped away by these Taoist priests after using up the firewood this time! Just look at the golden threads on their Taoist robes!
The middle-aged Taoist priest got off the altar after delivering the pen and ink for writing green poems and couplets. It is estimated that there are other things going on. Only Zhu Ping'an and another middle-aged Taoist priest who arranged instruments and other objects on the altar were left.
The Taoist priest just said before he left that Zhu Ping'an would write five couplets and a green poem to decorate the altar.
Seeing that the other imperial courts on the Buddhist altar have already started writing, Zhu Pingan also collected his thoughts and prepared to write couplets and Qing Ci. This is not difficult for Zhu Pingan, and it is not difficult to write Qingci couplets. It is a kind of couplet, but it is just a style of Qingci. The Taoist priest sent eight brushes just now, maybe it was because of the auspicious number "eight", or it might be that it is more expensive to make ink with gold powder.
Looking at the writing brush on the table, Zhu Pingan was thoughtful.
Zhu Pingan set up the table, took a brush, dipped the gold powder vigorously in the gold powder, dropped the brush on the ivy paper, and wrote "Huang" with the brush.
This word proves Zhu Pingan's conjecture just now. The brush strokes are obviously not as smooth as ordinary ink, with a kind of sandy ups and downs, and the brushes are also slightly forked. The few brushes sent by the Taoist priest just now are probably because of this kind of golden powder brush Bar!
After confirming what he thought in his heart, Zhu Pingan smiled slightly, and then dipped the brush in his hand into the gold powder vigorously again, completely submerged in it, and then lifted the brush out of the gold powder, with a little force on his wrist, once again It fell on the ivy paper.
As soon as the pen was written, the brush showed serious forks, and then Zhu Pingan picked up the brush.
"I have Daoist Lao to prepare a few more brushes. The brushes are too strong to be used for many times." Zhu Pingan shook the apparently forked brush in his hand, and said something to the Taoist priest who placed the magic weapon on the side.
"My lord, wait a moment." The middle-aged Taoist priest nodded, then turned around and got off the altar.
When the middle-aged Taoist priest came down to the altar, Zhu Ping'an put the brush dipped in gold powder into the sleeve pocket of his sleeve without any trace.
When you dare to do it, do it!
Rather than being corrupted by these Taoist priests, it is better to keep some of them temporarily and give them to those who need them more!
In addition, this is also an unwritten practice. In ancient times, there was a retouching fee, that is to say, the cost of brush loss. I remember hearing a certain Hanlin say during the last meal that writing in Xiyuan, you can take the brush home, which is considered a reward from the Holy Majesty. But at that time Hanlin was a little disdainful, what do I need so many brushes for?
But, ahem, whoops, how strange, I just love these brushes.
What to do, I can only thank the Lord Ron.
It was very natural to take another brush, Zhu Pingan dipped in gold powder and quickly wrote the first couplet: "The emperor's family protects the nine evils to eliminate the three disasters; .
After writing the first couplet, Zhu Ping'an dipped the second brush in gold powder and put it in his sleeve again. At this time, Zhu Pinganjue's ancient man's sleeve bag is really a good thing, it is big and easy to use, and can hold as many brushes
After Zhu Ping'an finished writing the first couplet, the Taoist priest who got off the altar to get brushes came up again. This time he brought ten brushes.
"It's time for the Taoist priest." Zhu Pingan cupped his hands in thanks.
After writing couplets, Zhu Pingan dipped in thick gold powder every time before writing, and then wrote. After writing almost a few words, Zhu Pingan dipped in thicker gold powder again, and then just as soon as he wrote, He shook his head lightly, and the writing brush forked again and could no longer be used. Then he quietly put it in his sleeve and changed to another writing brush.
In order to change a few brushes, Zhu Ping’an’s last four couplets are all very long. For example, the fourth couplet is the couplet written by Yuan Wei a few years ago:
The grass of yarrow is written, the sky is numbered five, the earth is numbered five, and five, five, and twenty-five are numbered. The numbers are born in the Tao, and the Tao is in harmony with Yuanshi Tianzun, and there is no second;
The tube of cut bamboo is in harmony with the law, there are six yang tones, six to yin tones, six to six and thirty-six tones, the voices are heard in the sky, the Jiajing emperor was born, and the emperor ruled for thousands of years.
This is the Yuan Wei’s couplet, which is of course different from Yuan Wei’s original couplet. The difference is big or small, but it doesn’t matter. Does writing couplets have to be original? Almost every pair of couplets hanging at the door must be the same in at least a few million houses. In addition, there are still many differences between this couplet and Yuan Wei's original couplet.
Of course, in order to prevent people from criticizing, Zhu Pingan’s other couplets are all original. For example, the fifth couplet is an original long couplet:
Long Fei has forty-five years, when celebrating one hour, the five numbers are combined with the sky, the five numbers are combined with the ground, the five things are repaired, the five blessings are prepared, the five generations live under the same roof, and the colorful clothes are colorful and colorful;
Crane counts thirty days every eight days, wishing longevity eight thousand is spring, eight thousand is autumn, eight yuan advances, eight Kaideng, eight tones follow the law, eight winds play Danchi.
Long Fei has forty-five years, which corresponds to Emperor Jiajing's forty-five years old this year; Crane Calculation is thirty days every eight days, and it refers to today, which is the eighth day of this month's thirty days. As for the words behind the couplets, they are all flattering words to flatter Emperor Jiajing.
After writing five couplets, Zhu Pingan has already put ten writing brushes in his sleeves! Zhu Ping'an didn't intend to keep these writing brushes for himself, they are waiting to be given to those who need them more in the future, and used in places where they are more needed! I believe that any use is more valuable than today!
(end of this chapter)
Chapter 438 Take action when it is time to do soZhu Pingan followed a middle-aged Taoist priest up the stairs to the altar, looked at the dazzling array of ritual artifacts on the altar, smelled the strong smell of incense, and shook his head slightly. Any piece of magic weapon on this Zhaiqiao altar is enough for a well-to-do family to chew.Yuan Wei was on the highest altar, saw Zhu Pingan shaking his head and sighing from a distance, couldn't help but curled up his lips and showed a mocking smile, hum, boy, you're at the end of your rope!So, surrounded by the smell of burning incense, Yuan Wei began to concoct a brilliant poem.Not long after climbing the altar, Zhu Pingan saw the Taoist priests standing under the altar holding ritual instruments began to dance a very weird dance, reciting some scriptures aloud, and waving them from time to time. The magic weapon makes various actions such as greeting and driving away.Jump master...Zhu Ping'an curled his lips and summed up the behavior of the Taoist priests under the altar in his heart.After the Taoist priests under the altar finished dancing the Great God, several Taoist priests brought brushes, ink, peach charms and other things from a distance, and sent them to each altar one by one, for Zhu Pingan and others to write Qingci and couplets. Brushes, peach charms, ivy paper, paperweights, etc., but no ink was found. "Dare to ask, where is the ink?" Zhu Pingan stopped the Taoist priest who was sent to the altar and asked.The middle-aged Taoist smiled when he heard the words, pointed to one of the cans of sticky gold powder and said with a smile, "My lord, this is ink." "Is this ink?" Zhu Pingan's mouth twitched."Exactly, this is a thousand pure gold powder, mixed with the immortal liquid prepared by the master. Zhaiqiao Qingci and couplets are all written with this ink." The middle-aged Taoist nodded, with a little pride in his eyes, Seems very satisfied with Zhu Pingan's reaction.Hearing this, the corners of Zhu Ping'an's mouth twitched even more, as if possessed by an evil spirit. "Are you all right, sir?" The middle-aged Taoist asked without any surprise. "Nothing." Zhu Pingan looked at the can of gold powder that weighed several kilograms, and the voice in his mouth was almost gritted. What a waste!This is not Zhaiqiao, this is clearly burning money! The ink is actually made from gold that is ground into powder! The fairy liquid in the mouth of the Taoist is probably ordinary water, or some kind of clear oil. This kind of ink is too extravagant. After this firestorm, the gold powder alone must not have used as much as a hundred catties!There are so many places in this firewood ceremony that made Zhu Ping'an's eyes drop all over the place! It seems that these gold powders will be wiped away by these Taoist priests after using up the firewood this time! Just look at the golden threads on their Taoist robes!The middle-aged Taoist priest got off the altar after delivering the pen and ink for writing green poems and couplets. It is estimated that there are other things going on. Only Zhu Ping'an and another middle-aged Taoist priest who arranged instruments and other objects on the altar were left.The Taoist priest just said before he left that Zhu Ping'an would write five couplets and a green poem to decorate the altar.Seeing that the other imperial courts on the Buddhist altar have already started writing, Zhu Pingan also collected his thoughts and prepared to write couplets and Qing Ci. This is not difficult for Zhu Pingan, and it is not difficult to write Qingci couplets. It is a kind of couplet, but it is just a style of Qingci. The Taoist priest sent eight brushes just now, maybe it was because of the auspicious number "eight", or it might be that it is more expensive to make ink with gold powder.Looking at the writing brush on the table, Zhu Pingan was thoughtful.Zhu Pingan set up the table, took a brush, dipped the gold powder vigorously in the gold powder, dropped the brush on the ivy paper, and wrote "Huang" with the brush.This word proves Zhu Pingan's conjecture just now. The brush strokes are obviously not as smooth as ordinary ink, with a kind of sandy ups and downs, and the brushes are also slightly forked. The few brushes sent by the Taoist priest just now are probably because of this kind of golden powder brush Bar!After confirming what he thought in his heart, Zhu Pingan smiled slightly, and then dipped the brush in his hand into the gold powder vigorously again, completely submerged in it, and then lifted the brush out of the gold powder, with a little force on his wrist, once again It fell on the ivy paper.As soon as the pen was written, the brush showed serious forks, and then Zhu Pingan picked up the brush. "I have Daoist Lao to prepare a few more brushes. The brushes are too strong to be used for many times." Zhu Pingan shook the apparently forked brush in his hand, and said something to the Taoist priest who placed the magic weapon on the side. "My lord, wait a moment." The middle-aged Taoist priest nodded, then turned around and got off the altar.When the middle-aged Taoist priest came down to the altar, Zhu Ping'an put the brush dipped in gold powder into the sleeve pocket of his sleeve without any trace. When you dare to do it, do it! Rather than being corrupted by these Taoist priests, it is better to keep some of them temporarily and give them to those who need them more! In addition, this is also an unwritten practice. In ancient times, there was a retouching fee, that is to say, the cost of brush loss. I remember hearing a certain Hanlin say during the last meal that writing in Xiyuan, you can take the brush home, which is considered a reward from the Holy Majesty. But at that time Hanlin was a little disdainful, what do I need so many brushes for? But, ahem, whoops, how strange, I just love these brushes. What to do, I can only thank the Lord Ron.It was very natural to take another brush, Zhu Pingan dipped in gold powder and quickly wrote the first couplet: "The emperor's family protects the nine evils to eliminate the three disasters; .After writing the first couplet, Zhu Ping'an dipped the second brush in gold powder and put it in his sleeve again. At this time, Zhu Pinganjue's ancient man's sleeve bag is really a good thing, it is big and easy to use, and can hold as many brushesAfter Zhu Ping'an finished writing the first couplet, the Taoist priest who got off the altar to get brushes came up again. This time he brought ten brushes. "It's time for the Taoist priest." Zhu Pingan cupped his hands in thanks.After writing couplets, Zhu Pingan dipped in thick gold powder every time before writing, and then wrote. After writing almost a few words, Zhu Pingan dipped in thicker gold powder again, and then just as soon as he wrote, He shook his head lightly, and the writing brush forked again and could no longer be used. Then he quietly put it in his sleeve and changed to another writing brush.In order to change a few brushes, Zhu Ping'an's last four couplets are all very long. For example, the fourth couplet is the couplet written by Yuan Wei a few years ago:The grass of yarrow is written, the sky is numbered five, the earth is numbered five, and five, five, and twenty-five are numbered. The numbers are born in the Tao, and the Tao is in harmony with Yuanshi Tianzun, and there is no second;The tube of cut bamboo is in harmony with the law, there are six yang tones, six to yin tones, six to six and thirty-six tones, the voices are heard in the sky, the Jiajing emperor was born, and the emperor ruled for thousands of years.This is the Yuan Wei's couplet, which is of course different from Yuan Wei's original couplet. The difference is big or small, but it doesn't matter. Does writing couplets have to be original? Almost every pair of couplets hanging at the door must be the same in at least a few million houses. In addition, there are still many differences between this couplet and Yuan Wei's original couplet.Of course, in order to prevent people from criticizing, Zhu Pingan's other couplets are all original. For example, the fifth couplet is an original long couplet:Long Fei has forty-five years, when celebrating one hour, the five numbers are combined with the sky, the five numbers are combined with the ground, the five things are repaired, the five blessings are prepared, the five generations live under the same roof, and the colorful clothes are colorful and colorful; Crane counts thirty days every eight days, wishing longevity eight thousand is spring, eight thousand is autumn, eight yuan advances, eight Kaideng, eight tones follow the law, eight winds play Danchi.Long Fei has forty-five years, which corresponds to Emperor Jiajing's forty-five years old this year; Crane Calculation is thirty days every eight days, and it refers to today, which is the eighth day of this month's thirty days. As for the words behind the couplets, they are all flattering words to flatter Emperor Jiajing.After writing five couplets, Zhu Pingan has already put ten writing brushes in his sleeves! Zhu Ping'an didn't intend to keep these writing brushes for himself, they are waiting to be given to those who need them more in the future, and used in places where they are more needed! I believe that any use is more valuable than today!end of this chapter
