Chapter 980: Can You Give Me This Painting?
Tian Heng seemed to have already guessed that Lu Shanmin would make this request, smiled, and then shook his head, "Even if I saw you today under the guise of Wei Wuxian, if the old man saw you in person, the nature would be different, even if it was really just a chat, it would make others think about it." As I just said, in many cases, it is not a single person in the Tian family who has the final say in matters involving the interests of the family."
Lu Shanmin frowned slightly, "Tian Dashao saw me today just to talk to me about personal feelings."
Tian Heng smiled, "On the one hand, I really want to meet the idol's son." After a pause, "On the other hand, I also want to advise you."
Lu Shanmin smiled, "Is it just like your grandfather persuaded my dad back then?"
Tian Heng smiled slightly, "The Nalan family is not as simple as you think, he is different from the Jiangzhou Xue family, behind any big family in Tianjing, there is an incomparably powerful heritage, and this heritage is not only the amount of wealth." Even if the Nalan family is now divided into two, with your connections and background in Tianjing, there is no possibility of hurting it at all. The more you do, the more you make mistakes, the more flaws you will expose, and the worse you will end up with."
Lu Shanmin smiled, "Is this a friend's advice?"
Tian Heng smiled, his laughter was still hearty, "Tianjing people are born with a sense of superiority, even the cleaning aunt who sweeps the street will look down on outsiders, even if this outsider is sitting in a BMW." ”
Saying that, he looked at Lu Shanmin, "It is conceivable what kind of mentality the wealthy nobles of Tianjing will have for you, the people who come tonight are all elite children of major families, they are relatively qualified, and they can restrain their words and deeds to a certain extent, if they meet other children, they may not even bother to look at you." Your dad lost at this point back then, and in such an environment, whether it's your dad or you, what do you do to fight with the Nalan family."
Lu Shanmin smiled faintly, "After coming to Tianjing, I have come into contact with Wei Wuxian and Han Yao, I originally thought that you wealthy nobles have a very big pattern and are more broad-minded than ordinary people, and I also blame myself for being a villain. But no matter what you think of me, I never felt like I was inferior to you."
Tian Heng smiled, "Don't get involved with me, I'm different from them."
Lu Shanmin turned his head to look at Tian Heng and said bluntly: "That's because you think you're different, you are high, standing in the perspective of a savior and saying the so-called kind advice just now, what's the difference between you and them in your bones."
Tian Heng's smile froze on his face, and he was silent for a long time, and then laughed, "Okay, just when I didn't say anything."
Lu Shanmin said lightly: "You must think in your heart that I am a short-sighted person with a small pattern, in fact, I am indeed such a person, you can put love and righteousness in the second place for the sake of interests, but I can't do it, those who die for me can't die in vain." Although I don't have any dreams to pursue, they do, and your responsibility is to protect the interests of the family, and I also have my responsibility, which is to realize their dreams and pursuits for them."
Tian Heng looked at Lu Shanmin in a daze, as if he was reacquainting, and said lightly after a long time: "I take back what I said before, you have the heroic spirit of your father."
Lu Shanmin looked at Tian Heng with a smile, for Tian Heng, although he maintained a vigilant attitude, he instinctively still had a good impression of him, "You can take the time to calm down and tell me this, thank you."
Tian Heng waved his hand, took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Lu Shanmin, "I just persuaded casually, I just knew that I couldn't do it." I only heard about the old things back then, and the elders in the family may not have told me everything, although you can't see my grandfather, you can go and meet this person, she should know more than I do."
Lu Shanmin took the business card, and wrote three big words "Cihang Nunnery" with a pen on it.
"This is the lottery tonight"?
Tian Heng smiled, "Isn't this exactly what you want?"
Lu Shanmin smiled, "Thank you, Tian Dashao."
Tian Heng patted Lu Shanmin on the shoulder, "If you want, you can call me Brother Tian."
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Back in the hall, the people inside either enjoyed the spring in the courtyard, or went to the place to chat privately, and Lu Songtao was the only one in the hall.
Seeing Tian Heng and Lu Shanmin coming back, Lu Songtao greeted him with a smile and walked out quickly.
"Brother mountain people, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Tian Heng glanced at Lu Shanmin and said with a smile: "You two calligraphy everyone have a good exchange, I won't disturb your Yaxing."
Lu Songtao smiled, took Lu Shanmin's arm and walked inside.
On the long table in the center of the hall, the four treasures of the study room have already been placed.
Lu Songtao personally handed a big wolf to Lu Shanmin, "Brother Lu, I have already sharpened the ink, and I hope to give me advice."
Lu Shanmin looked at Lu Songtao for a moment, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.
Lu Songtao pushed his gold-wire glasses, smiling warmly, which was completely different from his previous arrogant posture.
"Song Huizong loves calligraphy and doesn't love the country, not to mention that I, an ordinary person, prefer the purity of calligraphy compared to the intrigue of money and power, I have always been disgusted by such gatherings, if it weren't for the oppression of my family, my eldest brother has been busy for a long time and can't come, I don't want to participate at all."
Lu Shanmin smiled, "Second son Lu, then I will be ugly."
Lu Songtao smiled and made a gesture of please, staring intently at Lu Shanmin's hand holding the pen.
Lu Shanmin carried a wolf hair, soaked in ink, and the pen was suspended in the air and did not immediately put down the pen, and a drop of ink fell on the rice paper and smeared.
After a while, I slowly opened my eyes, my wrist flicked, and the pen fell, like a dragon and snake swimming on paper, like a tiger rushing out of the mountains and forests, and like a blade crossing between heaven and earth. Coherent!
I saw a poem written on the rice paper, which was Huang Chao's "Chrysanthemum" poem.
Stay until autumn comes on September 8,
After my flowers bloom, a hundred flowers are killed.
The heavenly incense array penetrates Chang'an,
The city is full of golden armor.
Lu Songtao's eyes were full of unconcealable enthusiasm and joy, and his palm stopped on the air above the words and slowly swiped over, as if he was caressing an incomparably precious treasure, and he didn't dare to touch it lightly.
"Good, good, good 、、、"
Lu Songtao bent over, looked carefully word by word, and said countless good words one after another in his mouth. From a few lines, he seemed to see a young man with a long sword, standing proudly alone in the face of an army of millions. It was as if he saw the young man rushing into the million-strong army without hesitation, invincible, and his blood stained his armor without retreating. It was as if he saw the young man beheading millions of armor soldiers and standing at the head of the majestic imperial city.
Lu Songtao watched it for nearly half an hour, got up and looked at Lu Shanmin in a daze, he suddenly felt that Lu Shanmin was so tall and mighty, and suddenly found that his proud calligraphy achievements were nothing more than a disease-free moan of vassal elegance.
"Mr. Lu, can you give me this painting?"