These are the four big words that everyone sees at first sight!

Everyone was stunned.

Especially Ye Feng, he almost didn't bare out of his eyes!

Nima's "Orchid Pavilion Collection Preface" is too joking, right?

How could it be!

It's impossible!

It's impossible!

Not even Wang Xizhi, can you have "Lanting Collection Preface"?

Who the hell wrote it!

Ye Feng's heart was surging, but when he watched it, his mood calmed down again.

This "Lanting Collection Preface" is not the same thing as his world at all.

The content is not the same at all, it is simply not a dime to do so!

Lan Haidao: "This is a book preface that my grandson invited more than a dozen scholars from the cultural field to study together a few days ago, and it is based on the content of Grandpa's "Lanting Collection" little by little, and I hope that grandpa likes it." ”

After everyone listened, no one asked how it was written, but praised it together.

"Lan Hai is really filial!"

"I have a heart!"

"The preface of this book is also good, but it is not ordinary at first glance!"

"A dozen scholars in the literary world?

Listening to everyone's praise, Su was full of black lines from a few of them.

What the hell are you guys going to do?

One by one, they look so filial, where did you put us?

Lan Hai does this, and outsiders may seem to be really filial. However, those who know Lanhai know that this girl is to highlight the unfilial piety of the juniors of the Su family!

"Brother-in-law, please bother you to write a few words, and transcribe the preface of this book. Lan Hai said to Ye Feng with a smile: "This book preface, with my brother-in-law's calligraphy, is what complements each other." ”

"Yes, yes, yes, Professor Ye is talented, and let us have a long experience!"

"Yes, this "Lanting Collection" is disorderly, and it is also a pity. ”

"If Professor Ye can transcribe the preface of the book, it will be perfect!"

Over there, many juniors of the Lan family also coaxed, "Just relying on Ye Feng's skills, if you don't write a famous article that shines in the past and the present, it is disrespectful to grandpa!"

Ye someone rubbed his eyebrows, feeling that his head was still dizzy, hearing Lan Hai's words, Ye Feng didn't think about it, and directly pouted and said disdainfully: "I write all kinds of garbage? ”

Let him transcribe this "Orchid Pavilion Collection Preface"?

Are you kidding?

What the hell is this garbage?

How dare this be called "Lanting Collection Preface"?

Who the hell gives you confidence!

Moreover, this girl was still sent by Lan Hai! If Ye Feng sent by the Su family would be reluctant to write, but your Lan Hai wants to use Lao Tzu to borrow flowers to offer Buddha, then lean back!

Don't write!

As soon as Ye Feng finished speaking, everyone was stunned, and they didn't react a little.

Litter?

Ye Feng said that the preface of this book is rubbish?

Suddenly, Lan Hai directly said with a gloomy face: "Ye Feng, don't think that if you have a little talent, you can empty your eyes, this book preface is a work personally led by the deputy director of the Poetry Research Institute of the National People's Congress, do you dare to say that it is rubbish?"

"The deputy director of the National People's Congress? Ye Feng smiled, "You call him and ask, just say that I, Ye Feng, said that what he wrote is rubbish, do you agree?"

Even Dean Hu frowned, and his face was a little unpleasant.

It is true that Ye Feng is qualified to say this, but if he really says this, no one in the cultural circle will feel good if he hears it.

"You, you!" Lan Hai stomped his feet angrily, but he didn't say a word. He suddenly remembered just now that this bastard's status in the literary world is much higher than that of his calligraphy world!

Maybe he made a phone call, and the deputy director of the National People's Congress might not dare to let out a fart!

Grass!

Aggrieved!

Lan Hai's face turned green!

"Okay! You say I'm rubbish, then you write a famous article that will be passed down through the ages!" Lan Hai gritted his teeth and said, don't you say that I'm rubbish?

Lan Hai felt that Ye Feng would never be able to write it! He had only seen the "Lanting Collection" today, and he could write a book preface with just one transcription?

"That's right, you're so good at writing!"

"I'll see what you can write. ”

"Hehe, don't even be as good as garbage then. ”

Lan Hai's brothers, one by one, also sneered.

"Say this is garbage, it's garbage. This kind of thing is a masterpiece? Heh, I have never seen the world. Today's grandfather's birthday, I'm happy, so I will let you take a look at it and have a long insight, so as not to go out and embarrass the Su family in the future!" After speaking, he turned his head to the old man and said, "Grandpa, I encountered some trouble when I came, and the salute was thrown into the sea, and the gifts were gone." Today, your eldest birthday, the junior will write something for you as a gift, I hope you like it. Although Ye Feng's mouth was full of wine, his attitude was very respectful.

The old man was not unhappy about their dispute, but said with a smile: "Okay, I also want to see what gift our Xiaofeng can give to the old man." ”

"Brother-in-law, don't you really want to write the preface on the spot?" Su Li said worriedly.

"I said, let them see for a long time. Ye Feng said in a daze.

"Brother-in-law, the preface to this book can be ......"

Su Qi wanted to say something, but was pulled back by Su Ling all of a sudden, "Brother, just look at it, my brother-in-law has never lost in the cultural field." He said that if he can write, then he will definitely be able to write!" "The sister-in-law is full of confidence in Ye Feng, she has seen Ye Feng with her own eyes.

Culturally arguing with your brother-in-law?

You're not idle, what are you doing!

At this time, a waiter took all the ancient books and manuscripts on the original table, and spread a new piece of rice paper. Ye Feng touched the piece of paper, looked at the pen he used just now, and frowned: "This kind of goods are not worthy of my poem preface!"

"Change paper, change pen, change ink!" Ye was full of pride, as if there was a galaxy hanging in his eyes, and he was angry at bullfighting.

"Change!" The old man's eyes flashed, and he said to the waiter: "Take the 'Purple Gold Smoke Cloud'!"

Soon, the four waiters came over with a plate each.

A purple pen, a dish of golden ink, a strange paper like smoke, and an inkstone with white carved clouds.

This is the so-called "Purple Gold Smoke Cloud", and it is also the reward mentioned at the beginning.

Ye Feng's misty and drunken eyes suddenly lit up, "Good baby!"

Ye Feng personally spread out the smoke-like paper, personally polished the golden ink, and held the purple mouse quill, everyone looked at Ye Feng one by one at this time, and all eyes were focused on Ye Feng's body.

Ye Feng raised his hand and let the brush lick the golden ink, and put down the pen.

Rantei set preface!

These are the four big characters that Ye Feng wrote at the beginning!

Walk!

Many calligraphers present came to the spirit at once, and Ye Feng actually used calligraphy this time!

This is the only book style that has not been used by Ye Feng before, but I didn't expect it to appear here.

"Yonghe has been nine years, and the age is ugly. At the beginning of late spring, it will be in the Lanting of Huiji Shanyin, and repair things. The sages are complete, and the young are salty. ”

The first line began to fall, Ye Feng wrote down a word, and the old man personally read out a word, so that people who could not see clearly outside could hear it.

"Yonghe nine years?

"Was this "Lanting Collection" completed at that time?"

"What do you mean?"

A lot of people are pointing and pointing.

Ye Feng didn't hesitate, when he transcribed it just now, he had already roughly browsed the content of this "Lanting Collection", although the people in the assembly had changed, and the poems written had also changed, but no matter the time or place, none of them had changed. Therefore, he did not hesitate at all, the pen was firm, and there was no need to conceive at all, "There are lofty mountains and mountains here, lush forests and bamboos, and clear streams and turbulences. Although there is no silk bamboo orchestra, a song is enough to tell the romance. ”

Lan Hai frowned, the things that Ye Feng was currently writing were similar to the beginning of the preface of the book in his hand, all of which were about what happened at that time.

"This is what you call a peerless bout?"

"Hehe, this is another way of speaking, what's so good?"

"Wasted fame!"

Many juniors of the Lan family mocked one after another, not only these juniors of the Lan family, but even many guests also looked contemptuous, although they did not speak, but their expressions said everything. Seriously, the people present, except for this group of calligraphers, were quite disdainful.

They don't understand, but these calligraphers see a hint of it, not literary!

It's calligraphy!

However, how is this article written, but this handwriting directly made the calligraphers present confused!

However, Ye Feng ignored these reasons and continued to write, "It's a sunny day, the sky is clear, and the wind is smooth. Looking up at the vastness of the universe and looking down at the prosperity of the category, it is enough to enjoy the entertainment of audio-visual and believe in Cola. The phase of the lady is with, and the admiration of the first life. Or take it from your bosom, and realize it in a room, or because of the entrustment, you can let go outside the wreckage. ”

Well?

Seeing this, Lan Hai frowned.

What Ye Feng wrote began to be different from his book preface!

The others fell silent as well.

Ye Feng was drunk and confused, but he wrote faster and faster, "Although the fun is different, the restlessness is different, when he is happy with what he encounters, he is temporarily self-sufficient, and he does not know that old age is coming; I like it, between the pitches, it has been a trace, and I can't help but be happy with it, and the situation is short, and the end is at the end!"

When the pen walked away, there was silence all around!

Sentiment!

This turned out to be an insight!

How can it be?

Ye Feng was not personally present, how could he have an understanding of the situation at that time?

"The ancients said: 'Death and life are also great. Isn't it painful! Every time you look at the reasons for the people's feelings in the past, if you are united, you will not be able to mourn in the text, and you can't say it in your heart. It is known that death and life are illusory, and Qi Peng's death is vain. Therefore, the people of the time are listed and recorded in their description, although the world is different, so they are happy, and they are also one. Those who read it later will also be impressed by Sven. ”

The last paragraph is still a feeling!

Stay!

Reading this article, everyone will be a little confused.

It seems to be the opening narrative, but the back is full of feelings written from the perspective of people at the time!

It's impossible!

Ye Feng was not a person at that time, how could he write such a real and moving feeling?

Ye Feng put down the pen and put down the pen.

It's officially written!

The audience was silent!

The guests were stunned by the content of the article, however, they were not the most shocked!

Those calligraphers, looking at this article, don't even think at this time!

Walk!

That's what it is!

This is the first book of the ages!

The first line of the book through the ages!

It doesn't matter what the content is!

This word has completely surpassed the value that can be reflected in the content!

The calligraphers present began to breathe rapidly, and their eyes were red!

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