Guo Wenyuan celebrated his birthday, although there was no fanfare, there were still a lot of people who came.

Not to mention outsiders, let's just say that some of Guo Wenyuan's students, the leaders of the Jiang Zhong Academy, and some relatives and friends of the Guo family are enough to make up four tables.

Fang Han got up in the morning and ate early, and took the three words written by Li Qingqun yesterday to Guo Wenyuan's residence by car.

I didn't buy a gift for Guo Wenyuan yesterday, and there were only three words from Li Qingqun, although there were only three words, but these three words were Li Qingqun's masterpiece, and I think Guo Wenyuan should like it.

"Brother Fang Han. ”

As soon as Fang Han entered the door, Guo Wenyuan's great-granddaughter, Guo Mingqiang's granddaughter Sun Mengmeng, happily threw herself into Fang Han's arms.

The little girl was very sticky to Fang Han, there was no way, Fang Han had to pick up the girl and go inside.

At this time, there were already a lot of people in the house, most of them were relatives of the Guo family and several students of Guo Wenyuan, but Fang Han didn't know him.

Guo Mengmeng is already Guo Wenyuan's great-grandson, the little girl is eleven or twelve years old this year, not to mention others, Guo Wenyuan is now a real fifth generation in the same house.

Guo Mingqiang is the eldest son, Guo Mingqiang has a younger brother and a younger sister under him, even Guo Wenyuan's grandsons are older than Fang Han.

Today's weather is good, and it is not cold in the yard after the sun comes out, and a group of people are arranging in the yard.

Guo Wenyuan is wearing a brand-new big cotton jacket today, his hair is meticulously groomed, and he is drinking tea and chatting with a few people on the side at this time.

Yang Lincheng, whom Fang Han had seen once, was sitting next to Guo Wenyuan at this time, and there was Guo Mingqiang at the same time, but Fang Han didn't know a few other people.

At this time, a group of people were chatting, and they didn't notice that Fang Han was approaching with Guo Mengmeng in his arms.

After Fang Han walked in, he heard the chat of several people, and it turned out to be Li Qingqun.

"I heard that Li Qingqun and Li Lao passed away last night. ”

Guo Mingqiang was a little surprised: "Elder Li has passed away? He is only seventy-five years old this year, I heard that he has always been in good health, why is it so sudden?"

"I don't know, I also heard it last night, I heard that Li Lao died in Yu Pinxuan, and he was at a party with a group of old friends, and Li Lao was in a good mood at that time, and he wrote a few words. ”

The person who spoke was also in his sixties, and Fang Han had never seen it before.

"Hey, life is impermanent. Guo Wenyuan couldn't help but sigh.

Obviously, about Li Qingqun's death, several people are only hearsay, and they don't know the specific situation, but they just lament the death of Li Qingqun, a calligrapher.

While a few people were talking, Guo Mingqiang saw Fang Han holding Guo Mengmeng, his face sank, and he scolded: "Come down, what a girl, still pestering your brother Fang Han." ”

Fang Han muttered in his heart, it is obvious that Grandpa Fang Han is good, his generation should be regarded as the same generation as Guo Mingqiang, so Guo Mengmeng should call him Grandpa Fang Han.

Yang Lincheng also saw Fang Han and said with a smile: "Little junior brother is here?"

As soon as Yang Lincheng said this, several people on the side looked at Fang Han in unison, these were all Guo Wenyuan's students, and they had long heard that the teacher had accepted a closed disciple, but they had never seen it.

"This is the little junior brother?"

Fang Han put down Guo Mengmeng and said with a smile: "Hello teacher, good senior brothers." ”

"Hehe, okay, good, I've heard of the name of the little junior brother for a long time, and today I finally met the real person. ”

"A few senior brothers are polite. Fang Han hurriedly smiled humbly.

Yang Lincheng smiled and introduced Fang Han to a few people present, the oldest of them was Guo Wenyuan's eldest apprentice Ye Xiangyun, Ye Xiangyun is already over seventy years old this year, only five or six years younger than Guo Wenyuan, and is about the same age as Li Qingqun, who died yesterday.

Ye Xiangyun's name Fang Han knew, this Ye Lao was not simple, he was a well-known apricot forest master in Qin Province, but Fang Han didn't know that Ye Xiangyun was also Guo Wenyuan's student.

Ye Xiangyun is in his sixties, named Zhuo Zhixiang, Zhuo Zhixiang is a native of Jiangzhou Province, the director of the traditional Chinese medicine hospital of Jiangzhou Medical University, and the school leader of Lin Guangliang and others.

It was this Dean Zhuo Zhixiang Zhuo who just talked about Li Qingqun's death.

"Hello brothers. Fang Han saluted again.

"The little junior brother is polite. ”

As she spoke, Rainie Yang saw the calligraphy and paintings in Fang Han's armpits, and said with a smile: "Little junior brother, this is a gift for the teacher?"

"Sort of. Fang Han nodded, when he came, he also brought the three words written by Li Qingqun last night, and did not bring anything else, Li Qingqun's words were sandwiched in his armpits, but he didn't expect Yang Lincheng to be sharp-eyed.

"Come on, come on, and bring some gifts. Guo Wenyuan interjected.

"Little junior brother, don't mind letting us all open our eyes first. Zhuo Zhixiang said with a smile.

"That's it, let's take a look first, and see what good things the little junior brother has brought to the teacher. Yang Lincheng and the others also said with a smile.

Fang Han was helpless, so he had to hand over the calligraphy and painting.

The calligraphy and painting were rolled into a whole package and put in a sleeve, which was wrapped by Miao Zhongchen at that time, Yang Lincheng reached out and took it, looked at it, and said with a smile: "It seems that this gift brought by the little junior brother is not simple." ”

"Quick, open it for everyone to see. "Someone on the side is urging.

Yang Lincheng took off the sleeve outside, and before he opened the calligraphy and painting, he said: "This is the best rice paper." ”

Zhuo Zhixiang snatched it over, slowly unfolded it, and touched the paper of calligraphy and painting while unfolding it: "This should be the rice paper of the Qing Dynasty, is this the work of a famous artist in the Qing Dynasty?"

"Little junior brother, this gift is not simple. ”

If this calligraphy and painting is a work of the Qing Dynasty, it is not cheap.

"Huh!"

As the calligraphy and painting slowly unfolded, Zhuo Zhixiang couldn't help but let out a sigh of surprise: "This ink has not completely dried yet, it should have just been written, and this character is not simple." ”

Several people hurriedly leaned over to take a look.

"Jiang!"

"River!"

"Lake!"

As Zhuo Zhixiang slowly unfolded, several people on the side also looked at the words on it without blinking, but as the third word was revealed, Zhuo Zhixiang opened the rice paper completely, and everyone did not see the last word.

"What's the matter?"

Guo Wenyuan's face was originally very casual, but he looked at it not far away, looking at it, Guo Wenyuan's face was on the side, and he hurriedly said, "Take it, I'll take a look." ”

Zhuo Zhixiang and the others didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly brought the calligraphy and painting to Guo Wenyuan, Guo Wenyuan stretched out his hand: "Glasses, where are my reading glasses?"

Guo Mingqiang hurriedly handed Guo Wenyuan's reading glasses to Guo Wenyuan, Guo Wenyuan put on his glasses, and then took a closer look.

When Guo Wenyuan took a closer look, Ye Xiangyun, Zhuo Zhixiang and others also gathered to the side to watch.

"This word is amazing, it should be written by a famous artist. ”

"Yes, it's a pity that there is no signature and seal on the back, and I don't know which famous artist's work it is?"

"Look at the ink blot is just written, is it the little junior brother who wrote it himself?" Yang Lincheng looked at Fang Han, he had seen Fang Han's handwriting, but Fang Han's handwriting was very good.

Guo Wenyuan looked at it carefully, and then suddenly raised his head to look at Fang Han: "Xiao Fang, you wrote this word?"

Guo Wenyuan's voice was already a little trembling when he asked, he could already see that the vitality and agility on these three words were constantly decreasing, if this word was really written by Fang Han......

Guo Wenyuan didn't dare to continue thinking, Fang Han was only in his twenties this year, how could it be?

Before Fang Han could answer, Yang Lincheng on the side had already seen that something was wrong with Guo Wenyuan, and hurriedly asked, "Teacher, is there anything wrong with this word?"

Guo Wenyuan glanced at the three words in front of him again, and said slowly: "These three words are written quite well, I don't know much about calligraphy, I can't really say how good it is, but the vitality of these three words is constantly decreasing, and the anger on this third word is even more if there is nothing, if I am not mistaken, the person who wrote this character will definitely die soon......"

"Ahh

Yang Lincheng was taken aback, and hurriedly looked at Fang Han, this word could not have been written by Fang Han, looking at Fang Han's complexion, it didn't look like life was cut off and life was entangled.

"The teacher is really amazing. Fang Han couldn't help but praise it, admiring Guo Wenyuan's eyesight, you must know that he could see the depth last night because of the grandmaster-level observation skills he extracted from the system.

But Guo Wenyuan has no system in his body, but this visit has reached the level of a grandmaster.

Guo Wenyuan looked at Fang Han and did not ask questions, but waited for Fang Han's next words.

Fang Han continued: "The teacher is good, the person with a few words written on it passed away yesterday. “

"Yesterday?"

Zhuo Zhixiang muttered softly, then his face changed, and he said in surprise: "Aren't these three words written by Li Qingqun and Li Lao?"

"Senior Brother Zhuo's good eyesight is indeed written by Elder Li. Fang Han nodded: "Yesterday, Elder Li passed away less than an hour after writing these three words. ”

"This turned out to be Li Qingqun's masterpiece of Li Lao?"

Yang Lincheng and others were surprised.

A few of them were still talking about Li Qingqun just now, I heard that Li Qingqun was chatting with a group of old friends in Yupinxuan last night, and he wrote a few words because of his interest, but he didn't know the specific things very clearly, but he never thought that Li Qingqun's masterpiece was actually in Fang Han's hands.

Zhuo Zhixiang's face was shocked, and he looked at Fang Han in disbelief and said: "I heard that there was a medical master in Yupinxuan last night, just from the few words written by Li Qingqun, I judged that Li Qingqun's limit was approaching, and his life was short, I still didn't believe it......"

Speaking of this, Zhuo Zhixiang glanced at Guo Wenyuan again, and then continued to say word by word: "Now it seems that the medical master of Yupinxuan last night is the junior brother, right?"

Looking at the word to determine life and death, there are many rumors and stories about such things in the apricot forest world, but such things are like hanging silk diagnosing pulses, most Chinese medicine people don't believe in it, and they just regard such rumors as a kind of legend.

But just now, in front of several of them, Guo Wenyuan did see from a few words that the person who wrote the words was dying, and the facts also proved that this character was indeed Li Qingqun's masterpiece.

Since it is not a rumor that the word is dead and dead, then what happened to Yupinxuan last night may be true.

It's just that Zhuo Zhixiang couldn't believe it, the medical master of Yupinxuan was really his little junior brother?

But if you want to say no, how could Li Qingqun's masterpiece fall into Fang Han's hands?