The next day.

Morning.

Yang Chen came to the gym early and exercised for a while with the equipment inside, but it had no effect.

After eating, Yang Chen went to Old Man Ye's study.

"You're here. "Old Man Ye is practicing calligraphy.

There are clouds in ancient times, the sun rises in the east, and purple air comes from the east.

The beginning of the sun, the beginning of the sun.

This time is connected with calligraphy, the state is the best, the perception will be deeper, and the effect is the best.

Yang Chen nodded, did not disturb Old Man Ye, walked up and watched Old Man Ye practice calligraphy.

At this time, Old Man Ye copied Wang Xizhi's Lanting Collection Preface.

Wang Xizhi's calligraphy, the culmination of calligraphy, is recognized by everyone as a saint of calligraphy, and everyone wants to practice Wang Xizhi's wild cursive calligraphy and be proud of it.

But Yang Chen didn't think so.

Looking at Old Man Ye's copying technique and the point of force, Yang Chen shook his head slightly.

Old Man Ye stopped, looked at Yang Chen, and asked, "What do you think?"

"It's fine. Yang Chen smiled.

"Are you okay?" Old Man Ye raised his eyebrows for a while, staring at Yang Chen, a little displeased.

At this age, Mr. Ye has almost devoted himself to calligraphy, and he is extremely proud of his calligraphy. When that person saw his calligraphy, didn't he rush to praise him, and he wanted to get a pair of ink treasures at any cost?

With the arrogance of Old Man Ye, all the proud works are kept there, and they have never been given away.

Now Yang Chen actually said that it was okay.

That's not a high rating.

When Yang Chen saw Old Man Ye's appearance, he knew that Old Man Ye was unhappy, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Old man, I think in this matter, I'm afraid I can't flatter you against my will." Others may flatter you and praise you because of your identity and for some purposes, and I don't think it's any good to do that. ”

"Don't worry, I don't want you to be flattering, just say anything!" Old Man Ye raised his eyebrows.

Yang Chen smiled and pointed out: "This sixth word, it doesn't feel right. ”

You must know that in the preface of Wang Xizhi's Lanting Collection, there are a total of 21 characters, each of which is written in a different way, and each character is extremely amazing! It also reflects Wang Xizhi's profound calligraphy skills.

Therefore, when copying the preface of the Lanting Collection, the most difficult thing to copy is the zigzag.

Old Man Ye stared at the words he copied and the words on the book, and frowned: "Is there a difference?"

"Yes. Yang Chen pointed to the corner and said: "Here, his usage is to shake, and you are cautiously turning over, the way is not right, and at the same time, it doesn't feel right, you can't write Wang Xizhi's free and easy feeling." ”

Old Man Ye frowned, staring carefully at his own font and Wang Xizhi's words, thinking about what Yang Chen said.

Yang Chen continued: "Let me tell you this, for example, it may be more vulgar, but it is easier for you to understand, don't be angry." ”

"Don't be angry, you say. Old Man Ye said impatiently.

People who love calligraphy, who don't want to keep improving, so he wants to hear what Yang Chen wants to express.

Yang Chen said: "It's like you are a farmer, swinging a hoe to farm the land. But what do you think would happen if you had to hit the drum kit and still stand, with a stick, hoeing the drum like a hoe?"

"Hey!" Old Man Ye was a little anxious, "You metaphor." ”

Yang Chen smiled and pointed at Old Man Ye and said, "Eh!

Old Man Ye said helplessly: "Forget it, I was originally born as a farmer, and there is nothing wrong with you being so analogous." You mean that the form of calligraphy between me and Wang Xizhi is still different from the direction, right?"

"It's because you have a different personality from Wang Xizhi, you have been a general, you have commanded thousands of troops, you have a pride in your heart, and it is normal for you to like the wild form of calligraphy such as cursive. However, what I want to say is that Wang Xizhi lived in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and after the Eastern Jin Dynasty, calligraphy works emerged in an endless stream, but how many of them do you see are imitations of Wang Xizhi?" Yang Chen said.

Old Man Ye was thoughtful.

"All the outstanding calligraphy works that have survived, and those with high evaluations, have their own unique characteristics, such as Yan Zhenqing and Zhao Mengfu, they are all original. Because everyone has their own style, blindly imitating others will only be better than a cat, and in the end, it will be nondescript and bury your own style. ”

After listening to Yang Chen's words, Old Man Ye felt as if he had been empowered, and he couldn't wait to pat his legs and exclaim, "Okay! That's great!

Old Man Ye pulled Yang Chen excitedly and said, "Then you say, what is my style, and in what direction should I develop?"

Yang Chen shook his head, looked at the works hanging in the surrounding room, and said, "What kind of style you are, you should explore it yourself, not someone else to tell you." However, I can give you a direction. ”

Yang Chen felt that Old Man Ye had been obsessed with Wang Xizhi's calligraphy for too long, and the house was full of wild grass, and it would be very difficult to find his own direction, after all, he was also old, and it would be very difficult to find the direction.

"Say it quickly. Old Man Ye said excitedly like a child.

Yang Chen thought for a while and said, "Have you ever seen the works of Li Shimin, Taizong of the Tang Dynasty?"

"Li Shimin?" Old Man Ye thought for a while, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and hurriedly said, "I have his hot spring name! Wait a minute!"

Immediately, Old Man Ye hurried to find the inscription book.

After a while, Old Man Ye took it and handed it to Yang Chen.

Yang Chen opened it and glanced at it, nodded and said: "That's it, Li Shimin also likes Wang Xizhi's works very much, so his works have been seriously affected, which is similar to your current one." But Li Shimin is the king of a country, and his calligraphy is very distinctive, blending the essence of many calligraphers at that time, you can learn it. ”

"Okay, good, good!" Old Man Ye immediately took the notebook and studied it carefully.

Yang Chen looked at Old Man Ye's appearance, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Old man, I came to you for other things." ”

"Huh?" Old Man Ye was stunned for a moment, looked up at Yang Chen, and suddenly said, "Oh oh! yes......! Well...... Where are you going to the Great Elder?"

Old Man Ye finally remembered.

Yang Chen nodded.

Old Man Ye put down the notebook, thought about it, and frowned: "What do you think he told you to do?"

Yang Chen shook his head, "I think it has something to do with the matter of the Shangqing Sect." ”

"Yesterday ......" Old Man Ye hesitated for a moment and said, "Yesterday, the people of the Shangqing Sect went to the artificial sea. ”

Yang Chen nodded, not surprised at all by this.

"Those patrols in Nirtai Mountain, as well as those teams that appeared, and the men in black you men......" Old Man Ye looked at Yang Chen and said.

(End of chapter)