"Brother Wu came to me, is there anything wrong?" Nan Li finally asked the doubts in his heart.

Wu Yulin glanced at Chu Qing, and Chu Qing withdrew from the study with interest.

"Brother Nanli, you are a literati, I happen to have a set of top-level scholar's four treasures, brother, I kept it and gave it to you. ”

As he spoke, Wu Yulin took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone that had been prepared long ago and placed it in front of Nanli.

The pen is Zihao, the hare hair produced in Huizhou, the pen is straight and sharp, and the elasticity is the best in the world.

Ink is Hui ink, the top dragon incense royal ink.

The paper is Huixuan, authentic rice paper, handmade.

The inkstone is the end inkstone, the first of the four famous inkstones!

For the literati, pen, ink, paper and inkstone are like a general stepping off a divine horse, and the divine soldier in his hand is definitely a beloved thing.

And Wu Yulin's set of "pen, ink, paper and inkstone", which cannot be bought with money, was a tribute to the royal family in ancient times, and the output was extremely expensive and scarce.

Nan Li hugged his fists and said: "No merit, you invited me over, not just to give me something, right?"

Hearing this, Wu Yulin laughed and said: "Brother Nan is a cheerful person, and my brother actually has something to ask for." ”

Wu Yulin rubbed his hands and said, "I want to ask Brother Nan for a calligraphy and painting, and it is best to mention another poem and give it to a nobleman." ”

Elegant?

Even Wu Yulin wants to say that he is a nobleman, so I am afraid that this person's identity can reach the sky!

Nan Li thought for a while, and then agreed: "It's a trivial matter, so what are the characteristics of this nobleman? Do you have any other requirements?"

Wu Yulin sighed: "This noble man has been fighting horses all his life, ordering troops on the battlefield, fighting for the country, and making great achievements. ”

A national treasure!

And he is also a military figure, then this is at least at the marshal level, even if such a person returns to the field, his protégé is already in an important position, and his influence is absolutely terrifying.

"After the old man retired, he had no other hobbies, he liked to copy some paintings and calligraphy, and it was soon the old man's birthday. ”

I see!

Nan Li nodded: "Brother Wu has a wide range of friends, even such a noble person knows it." ”

At that moment, Nan Li did not twist, unfolded the rice paper, adjusted the ink, held the brush in his hand, quietly looked at the white rice paper, and began to conceive the picture in his mind.

The master needs to be confident!

The so-called self-confidence is to conceive the picture in advance in the mind, once the pen is started, there must be no hesitation, otherwise the picture will not achieve the perfect effect.

Finally, Nan Li's hand holding the pen, like dancing, waved it wantonly on the rice paper, a little ink bloomed like a flower, point, side, hook, lift, sweep, Nan Li's movements were too fast, Wu Yulin couldn't see his movements clearly.

All in one go, flowing water.

In less than a quarter of an hour, a painting was completed.

In the painting, the war horses neighed, the long swords flew, and the powerful bows broke through the air, and it seemed that thousands of troops and horses were fighting......

This is an ancient marching map, virtual and real, in the painting a tiger will fight back and forth among the ten thousand armies, behind him is thousands of troops, blood flows like a river, the painting has both the cruelty of war, and reveals the tragic heroism of the battlefield man!

Wu Yulin, who was on the side, saw this painting, the teacup in his hand fell to the ground and shattered, and he trembled all over, with a frightened look on his face!

At this moment, he seemed to have really entered the ancient battlefield, surrounded by thousands of troops and horses, his legs were weak, and he almost knelt on the ground.

There are not a few famous paintings he has seen, and only Nanli is the only one who can reach this realm!

This is probably the pinnacle of Chinese painting!

After a long time, Wu Yulin came back to his senses, but saw that Nan Li had already picked up the pen and slowly began to write in the blank space of the painting.

"Drunk to pick up the lamp to look at the sword, dream back to blow the horn company camp. ”

"Eight hundred miles under the command, fifty strings turned over the outside sound. ”

"Autumn soldiers on the battlefield. ”

"The horse-made Lu is fast, and the bow is like a thunderbolt. ”

"But the king of the world, won the name before and after his death. ”

"Poor white happens!"

It is still achieved overnight, flowing smoothly, this hand cursive is superb, sharp and angular, and the sharpness of the pen is more formidable than the sword on the battlefield.

Look at the "cold light" word!

Wu Yulin didn't dare to breathe, and then looked at the content of the words, heh!

"Okay! It's a good one, but the king of the world has won the name before and after his death. Poor white happens!"

Wu Yulin applauded vigorously, such calligraphy and painting, only the unparalleled four words can be described, if it is an antique, it is a priceless treasure! Even if it is made by today's people, it is also priceless!

"Thank you, Brother Nan, but I have a long-cherished wish in my heart. Wu Yulin excitedly held Nan Li's hand, tears flashing in his eyes.

"Brother Ang is polite, but what do you mean by your long-cherished wish?" Nan Li looked at Wu Yulin suspiciously, just a calligraphy and painting, why should he be so excited?

Wu Yulin said: "So far, brother, I won't hide it from you, in fact, my time is running out, I just want to pay off the kindness I owe one by one in the remaining days." ”

After a pause, he continued, "This noble man once helped me in my difficult times. I have been trying to find something to repay this kindness! This noble man lives a frugal life, if I send some antique treasures, the old man will definitely donate them to the country for me, think about it, only your brother, your paintings, are extremely precious, and the old man can accept them calmly. ”

After listening to Wu Yulin's words, Nan Li admired the old man even more, he was high and powerful, but he was not greedy for power and wealth.

However, when he heard that Wu Yulin's "time is short", Nan Li was stunned for a moment, and after careful observation, Wu Yulin's body seemed to be no different from ordinary people from the outside, but from the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine, Wu Yulin's complexion had some problems.

In fact, Nan Li had already seen some clues, at first he thought that Wu Yulin just didn't rest well, so his complexion was poor, but now it seems that he is afraid that there is a big problem with his body.

I saw Wu Yulin smile bitterly and sighed:

"In my life, I have been poor, despised by others, rich, chic, and admired by thousands of people. Until now, when people are about to die, they know that everything is in the past. This huge family business can't be exchanged for peace and health!"

"At the last moment of my life, I just want to repay those who have helped me, some people can be repaid with money, and some can't, so I asked Brother Nan's Mobao!"

Saying that, Wu Yulin's expression suddenly moved, and he looked at Nan Li gratefully: "In this way, I seem to owe Brother Nan a favor, what do you need, brother, as long as you open your mouth, I will definitely help you do it." ”

Hearing this, Nan Li shook his head, looked at Wu Yulin's eyes, and said, "Brother Ang, let me help you check your body." ”