Throughout the ages, many people have fantasized about immortality, but no one has ever actually realized it.

From Emperor Qin and Han Wu, to Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, and then to Emperor Jiajing of the Ming Dynasty, all of them longed for eternal life, but the ideal is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

Many emperors not only failed to realize their dreams, but their life expectancy was greatly reduced because of taking the so-called golden pill, which is really sad to think about, in response to that sentence, it is terrible to be uneducated!

According to what Judge Cui said, it is indeed possible to live forever in theory, but it is one thing to say it and another thing to do it, and soon Li Yan's brain cooled down.

Saving a life only increases one-year longevity, and this kind of thing may not be encountered once in two or three years, so you can imagine how difficult it is to prolong life by doing good deeds.

But no matter what, it finally gave Li Yan a hope, so that he would not be disheartened.

Hearing Judge Cui say this, the audience in the live broadcast room was boiling and had a heated discussion.

Pu Songling: "Your Excellency, doing good deeds and accumulating virtue can increase merit and longevity, if you do bad things with good intentions, will it shorten your lifespan?"

Judge Cui: "This is nature, everything is good and bad, and blessings and misfortunes depend on each other." ”

In this way, before doing good deeds, you must first distinguish the object, in case you accidentally help the bad guy, it is tantamount to helping the abuse.

Exiting the live broadcast room, Li Yan's first reaction was to do good deeds, such as helping the grandmother cross the street, giving a little money to the beggars, helping the sanitation workers sweep the floor, and so on.

"Saving a life and increasing one's longevity by one year, doing those trivial things, I'm afraid it won't be able to add a day or two, and I have to make some big moves. ”

Holding his chin with one hand and thinking, Li Yan thought of a certain Xiangjiang star who donated to build more than 100 schools in the mainland, which was a great act of kindness and a monstrous merit.

Li Yan wanted to follow suit, but unfortunately he was shy in his pocket, let alone donating more than 100 schools, even if he couldn't donate one.

"Alas, everything can be done with money, but nothing can be done without money. ”

Sighing and standing up, Li Yan once again realized the role of money, and if he wanted to accumulate merit, he still had to make money first.

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In the He family's villa, Old Man He was worried about the empty wine bottle, and the medicinal wine he asked his granddaughter to get from Liu Xun last time was drunk.

went to ask for it once, it was impossible to go a second time, even if he didn't want to lose face, He Yutian couldn't give up this face.

The last time I called Li Yan, no one answered, and with the mentality of giving it a try, Old Man He dialed again.

This time, it didn't take long for the ringtone to ring, and Li Yan on the other end of the phone answered.

Guessing that Old Man He was probably here for medicine and wine, Li Yan pretended not to know and asked, "Old He, how is your health lately, I don't know what is the matter with finding juniors?"

At the mention of his body, Old Man He was full of joy, and said happily: "After drinking the kind of medicinal wine you sent, my body is very good, my weight has dropped by seven or eight pounds, I measured my blood pressure yesterday, and my high blood pressure has also improved to a certain extent!"

"It's good to be effective, this medicinal wine is developed by one of my elders for many years, using more than ten kinds of precious Chinese herbs, every drop is very rare, don't waste it." Li Yan said with a smile.

Hearing this, Old Man He did not doubt him, he had personally experienced the magic of medicinal wine, if it was not prepared with precious medicinal materials, it would not have been possible to have such a magical effect, and it was definitely worthy of the word "rare".

"Li Yan, I have drunk all those medicinal wines, but my weight is still far from the normal standard, can you get me another bottle or two of medicinal wine?" Old man He said straight to the point.

"Well...... this" Li Yan pretended to hesitate, and pondered for more than ten seconds before continuing to speak: "It's not a secret, the output of medicinal wine is very small, that elder only gave me two bottles, and now I only have half a bottle left in my hand, and I am going to keep it for myself, I can't help it." ”

Hearing him say this, Old Man He was overjoyed, before making this call, he was afraid that Li Yan would not have any medicinal wine there, but now that he is fine, there is still half a bottle left, and he must get it no matter what.

After clearing his throat, Old Man He put on an elder posture and said solemnly: "Li Yan, you are young and healthy, and you have no obesity problem, drinking medicinal wine is purely a waste, you should give me the medicinal wine and give it its greatest effect." ”

The more Old Man He longed for medicinal wine, the happier Li Yan became, and said quietly: "That's not good, the medicinal materials consumed in brewing medicinal wine are too precious, and I don't know what year or month it will be next time, I can't give away such a good wine because of your old words." ”

After living for sixty or seventy years, Old Man He didn't understand the world, he was just too eager before, so he ignored Li Yan's thoughts.

Speaking of which, he and Li Yan have only met once, and they can't talk about a deep friendship, so it's really not appropriate to open and close their mouths to let people send wine.

After calming down, Old Man He said indifferently: "In this way, I will pay 30,000 yuan to buy the rest of your wine, with this money, you can use it to buy medicinal herbs, and ask your elder to make wine as soon as possible." ”

Thirty thousand yuan was credited in a few words easily, Li Yan's heart blossomed, but on the surface, he still pretended to be very reluctant: "For the sake of you being an old friend of Liu, the medicinal wine has been sold to you, and I will send the wine to Liu's house in a while, when will you have time to pick it up yourself." ”

After speaking, Li Yan reported the bank account number to Old Man He.

Soon, 30,000 yuan arrived, and Li Yan took out half a bottle of Hades Daughter Red from the cabinet.

Not counting this half bottle, there is also a whole bottle in the school dormitory, all of which are bottled with 500 ml of mineral water.

With the rise in popularity in the live broadcast room, now every time you broadcast live, you can basically harvest more than a dozen glasses of wine, and you can sell some of them.

When he arrived at Liu Xun's house, the old man was admiring a few calligraphy and paintings in the hall, and in addition to Wang Shuyan, there was also an old man with gray hair.

"Li Yan, it's really a coincidence, I'm thinking about whether to call you. Liu Xun laughed, took Li Yan's arm, and introduced him: "You know Shuyan, this girl, next to him is Shuyan's grandfather, the famous calligrapher Wang Mocheng." ”

"Hello Mr. Wang. Li Yan greeted.

"Li Xiaoyou doesn't have to be polite. Wang Mocheng waved his hand and said with a smile: "In terms of age, I am dozens of years older than you, and in terms of calligraphy, you are not inferior to me at all." ”

Li Yan was self-aware, and hurriedly said modestly: "The younger generation is ashamed, and he only knows a little bit about calligraphy, how can he be compared with Wang Lao." ”

Wang Shuyan on the side seemed to be still holding a grudge, and hummed: "Even if you know each other, my grandfather is the president of the Jiangnan Provincial Calligraphy Association, if you don't understand anything, you can ask my grandfather for advice." ”

Glancing at her, Li Yan didn't know what to say, even if I wanted to ask for advice, I would ask your grandfather for advice, not you, why were you so excited?

"Shuyan, you can't be so rude to Li Xiaoyou, grandpa has seen that Spring River Flower and Moon Night, it is indeed a rare masterpiece, even if I write it, I may not be able to write better. ”

Wang Mocheng admired Li Yan very much and gave a very high evaluation.

"Wang Lao praised it, and he just played extraordinarily on the spot. Li Yan said embarrassedly.

If he is allowed to write calligraphy now, it must be similar to ghost painting, and that is his true level.

However, whatever he was afraid of, he listened to Wang Mocheng and continued: "Li Xiaoyou, old man, I really like your Mobao, can you write a picture on the spot and send it to me, you can write anything as you like, as a reward, the old man will give you this clumsy painting on the table." ”

On the table is a "Teacher's Table", which Wang Mocheng took three days to write, and every word is full of his understanding of calligraphy.

Li Yan was suddenly stunned, without that magic pen in his hand, he could write a hammer!

"This ...... I have a cold today, and my condition is not very good, or I will get better in two days, and then I will write a picture carefully for Shuyan to bring to you. ”

Li Yan made an excuse to prevaricate, and his heart instantly lifted, and he was so nervous that he couldn't speak.

It's a pity that Wang Mocheng didn't let go, and said with an easy-going smile: "If you are not in good shape, you don't care, and you don't want to participate in the competition, with Li Xiaoyou's level, you can become a boutique by playing seven or eight points." ”

At this moment, Li Yan finally realized the taste of "the baby is bitter, but the baby doesn't say it", he can't say it!

Seeing that Li Yan was still hesitant, Wang Shuyan couldn't help but choke and said: "A big man, he does things hard and chirping, just asking you to write a few words, and not asking you to die, is your words so precious, and you are not willing to give them to my grandfather?"

At this point, it would be too much to excuse again, Li Yan took a deep breath, nodded and said: "It is difficult for Elder Wang to be gracious, and the younger generation will be ugly, but before writing, I will go to the bathroom first and adjust the state." ”

Wang Shuyan wanted to say "lazy people have a lot of and pee", but this was too uncivilized and did not conform to her ladylike image, so she didn't say anything.

Getting into the toilet, Li Yan immediately took out his mobile phone and entered the live broadcast room, asking the audience for help: "Ladies and gentlemen, there are those who are good at calligraphy, please teach some experience to the anchor, Xiao Shuai Minggan is guilty!"

Tang Bohu: "It's easy to say, if the anchor doesn't dislike it, the old man is willing to share some calligraphy insights." ”

Zheng Banqiao: "The old man thinks that he is also quite successful in calligraphy, and Xiaoshuai can also learn from it. ”

Dong Qichang: "There is no problem that the chocolate pie can't solve, the handsome anchor invited us to eat so many delicacies, and the old man should teach us everything." ”

Seeing the famous literati and writers of the Ming and Qing dynasties popping up, Li Yan was ecstatic, fortunately there were so many iron fans online, otherwise he really didn't know what to do.

A series of red envelopes popped up on the screen, and five or six viewers shared their calligraphy experience with Li Yan, making him a top calligrapher in an instant, and an all-round calligrapher, not only good at regular calligraphy, but also cursive and small seals.

When he entered the toilet, Li Yan was still cramped and uneasy, and when he went out, he was calm, with a smile like a spring breeze on his face.

In the hall, Liu Xun had already prepared pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and the three of them sat and waited for Li Yan to show his skills.

Lifting the pen gently, Li Yan did not rush to put down the pen, but thought about what to write.

He suddenly remembered that in the last calligraphy competition of the Industrial and Commercial Institute, Wang Shuyan had written Li Taibai's "Difficult to Walk", and won the first place in the preliminary round.

Thinking of this girl choking herself from time to time, Li Yan was vindictive, and he decided to write "Difficult to Walk", so that Wang Shuyan knew the gap between the two sides and hit her hard.

"The golden bottle sake bucket is ten thousand, and the jade plate is shy and ten thousand dollars......"

Reading out the first two sentences written by Li Yan, the three of them knew what he was going to write, Wang Mocheng and Liu Xun didn't show too much surprise and looked at it intently, while Wang Shuyan's face was red and hot, and she glared at Li Yan fiercely.

She guessed this guy's intention, obviously to retaliate, otherwise there are so many poems, why did she write this one?

"Hmph, careful-eyed man, no matter how high the level of calligraphy is!"

Wang Shuyan secretly slandered in her heart, but subconsciously admitted that Li Yan's level surpassed her much.

A few minutes later, Li Yan successfully completed the work, blew on the paper, and dried the ink.

"Yes, yes, with this good hand, Li Xiaoyou is enough to be proud!" Wang Mocheng was amazed.

Li Yan shook his head and smiled: "The writing is not very good, which makes Liu Lao Wang laugh." ”

Liu Xun does not deny that this is a good work, but he finds it strange that the handwriting this time is different from the previous works, and the calligraphy style has also changed.

"Li Yan, have you been copying Dong Qichang's characters recently, why does it seem that his style is somewhat similar?" Liu Xun asked suspiciously.

"Yes, the study of calligraphy is endless, and the younger generation wants to absorb the strengths of hundreds of schools in order to reach a higher level. Li Yan replied cheekily.

His answer made Liu Xun and Wang Mocheng awe-inspired, this is the attitude that a person who loves calligraphy should have!