Chapter 107: Becoming a Disciple

Professor Su's first question left Liu Yan speechless.

Liu Yan pondered for a moment and said,

"My teacher is an unknown woman, I only know her surname Xu, I don't know her name, I call her Mrs. Xu. ”

It's a woman!

Su Yi was surprised in his heart, and asked a little eagerly, "Where is Mrs. Xu now?"

Liu Yan shook her head, "She is from Chang'an and has been dead for many years. ”

The old man sighed, regretful, and helpless, "God is jealous of the talent, such a talented calligrapher, no one knew about it during his lifetime, and he died even more in the world, but fortunately you were left as a disciple to inherit her mantle." ”

Indeed, in Liu Yan's mind, Mrs. Xu's talent is unmatched, once, when she chatted with Yu Meiren, Yu Meiren once told Liu Yan that when Mrs. Xu was young, she had the reputation of the world's first talented woman, and she gradually disappeared into the world after entering the palace.

"Does she still have any works left in the world?" Su Yi still held on to a glimmer of hope.

Liu Yan shook her head, "It's all burned." ”

"Well," the old man sighed heavily, "that's it, let me ask you a second question, have you ever learned seals?"

Su Yi was really an expert, and at a glance he found something that Yu Zhan couldn't understand before,

"Yes, I started with a seal. ”

"It's no wonder that some fonts look very different from the way modern seals are written, but modern seals are not written that way. ”

Su Yi got up, took out a folder from the bookshelf, and opened it.

He asked his doctoral students to enlarge the characters written by Liu Yan to A4 size one by one and print them out.

The Han Dynasty has been more than 2,000 years since then, when the papermaking technology was not developed, the text carrier was mainly stone carvings and brocade silk, although there were very few words and inks at that time handed down, but the country changed, the world changed, and many fonts were modified by scholars of other dynasties in later generations.

Su Yi and his doctoral students studied for a long time, and also went to the Department of Archaeology to find relevant materials, and they found that the writing of these printed fonts was the same as the writing of some bronze inscriptions unearthed in the early Western Han Dynasty, and the text at that time still had the shadow of gold script.

"Could it be that you started with the words on the bronze inscriptions and inscriptions of the Western Han Dynasty?" Su Yi asked the third question.

Liu Yan could only admit, "Yes." ”

"Your teacher is from the ancient capital, but there is also an environment to come into contact with these things, I have lived for almost a century, and this is the first time I have encountered this situation," Su Yi was still puzzled.

The early bronze inscriptions of the Western Han Dynasty are too unpopular, and it is not easy to learn to recognize and write.

That's why Su Yi admired Mrs. Xu so much, he thought that Mrs. Xu had created a new category of calligraphy, and because he didn't know how to identify this category, Su Yi and his students gave Liu Yan's font a complex name, called the Western Han Dynasty Bronze Seal Style.

"Can you write me a few words on the spot here?" asked Liu Yi.

"Absolutely. ”

In front of Su Yi's desk, there is also a long solid wood table dedicated to writing, and there are all kinds of pen, ink, paper and inkstones on the table. Before Liu Yan came, Su Yi was writing at his desk here, only half of the words on the rice paper were written, and the brush he had just written had not yet dried.

Su Yi said, "You can continue to write completely after my half-written article." ”

Liu Yan looked at Su Yi's words, he wrote a passage from "Mencius",

"A gentleman has three pleasures, but the king does not exist with the world. Both parents exist, brothers have no reason, and they are happy;"

Su Yi is not only testing Liu Yan's calligraphy level, but also testing whether she has real talent and learning.

"Can I just use this pen?" asked Liu Yan, pointing to the undried brush.

"Of course you can," in fact, this Zhenmu wolf tip was Su Yi's favorite pen, and he never allowed anyone else to touch it.

Liu Yan lifted the pen and dipped it in ink, without deliberately thinking about memories, and wrote directly:

"Look up to the sky, bow down to others, and be happy;"

"Educate the world's talents, and the three pleasures are also. ”

These words seemed to have been engraved into her mind, and she still did not pause for a moment, in one go.

The simple and far-reaching words, as if through time and space, came to life after two thousand years, and then appeared in front of Su Yi's eyes, this old man was moved and grateful, as the last sentence of this "Mencius" said, he is a teacher, of course, I hope to meet more talents in the world in my lifetime.

And this little girl is a real talent!

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, Su Yi would really have imagined that there are still such children in this era, calm and dignified, with profound heritage, and otherworldly.

As soon as Liu Yan put down the pen, he asked her, "Would you like to be my student?"

She was stunned for a moment.

"But I'm not a student at Capital University. ”

"I accept closed disciples, and it has nothing to do with the school. ”

Su Yi Aicai was eager and continued, "You should only be able to write seals, I can also teach you Lishu and regular script, I dare to boast about Haikou here, in today's world, there are very few people who write better than me in these two fonts." ”

Liu Yan was moved, she really wanted to learn other fonts, she was good at Qin seal or mainly hieroglyphs, it was difficult to identify, in modern society the audience is not wide, she should learn simplified fonts closer to life.

Under Su Yi's hopeful gaze, Liu Yan nodded slowly and said word by word,

"Professor Su, I would like to be your student. ”

Su Yi laughed, "Good, good, good," he said three times in a row, his laughter was hearty, he couldn't hear the old state, he looked happy, as if he was ten years younger,

"I'm afraid you're the last closed disciple in my life, let's not engage in those bells and whistles apprenticeship etiquette, just apprenticeship on this piece of paper. Su Yi was referring to "Mencius" that Liu Yan had just completed.

I saw Su Yi, and wrote at the end of the article with round strokes:

"Shi Suyi. ”

Liu Yan immediately understood what Su Yi meant, took the pen, and wrote:

"Disciple Liu Yan. ”

The two men collaborated on this future priceless "Mencius" and signed their own names at the same time.

Su Yi and Liu Yan discussed that the class time is from 8 a.m. to 12 p.m. every Saturday, just like the usual classes, and the location is in this place.

Liu Yan came out, and Jiang Chengfeng, who was waiting outside, asked her curiously,

"What did Professor Su talk to you about, you seem to be in a good mood?"

Jiang Chengfeng guessed that it was nothing more than the old professor praising Liu Yan's calligraphy and praising her for her talent.

Unexpectedly, Liu Yan said, "Professor Su has accepted me as a disciple." ”

Jiang Chengfeng was stupid, and his mouth became O-shaped.

Didn't Liu Yan just come to meet Professor Su, how did she come out and become his apprentice?