Seeing that He Wanyi was a little nervous, Tian Mengmeng whispered: "Sister Yi, don't worry, you also saw his calligraphy works at Brother Meng in the morning, compare, who will lose and who will win, don't you know?"

He Wanyi said with some concern: "But Zitao, what he wrote in the morning is all cursive, this Yongzi Eight Method, it should be used when practicing block letters, right?"

"Sister Yi, it seems that you don't know much about cursive, let me explain it to you. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Tian Mengmeng explained with a smile: "Generally speaking, before learning cursive, you must lay a good foundation for regular script, and you should also practice Xingshu, so as to be able to control dot painting. Without the foundation of regular letters and lines, it is easy to write cursive and indulgent. ”

In addition, it is also best to have some basic knowledge of seal script and official script, because some cursive script is directly derived from seal script, and some inherit the official law, because the present grass comes from the chapter grass, and the chapter grass comes from the official script. Therefore, if you want to practice cursive well, you need to learn a lot of basics, especially regular script is still the foundation of the foundation. ”

"If Brother Meng's cursive script can have the level it is now, I don't think he can be bad at all, and the use of the word 'Yong' to compete, it was also proposed by Brother Meng, and he must have the confidence to do so, so you can put a hundred hearts." ”

He Wanyi listened to this explanation, and her heart suddenly felt much more relieved.

At the same time, Meng Zitao was engrossed in his pen and dropped the first stroke of the word 'Yong', a point, a horizontal ...... Each stroke dissolves into all of Mencius's perception of calligraphy.

The first stroke fell, Wang Lao and the others were suddenly shocked, at this moment their minds, all have been firmly attracted by the handwriting on the paper, seemingly a simple word, but let them experience the indescribable calligraphy realm.

I saw the word 'eternal', like the eyes of a beauty, looking forward to the brilliance; horizontal like a thousand miles of clouds, faintly tangible; vertical like a long live withered vine, tenacious; picking like a spur horse, retracting freely; hooking like a sword, sharp edge; long skimming like a bird flying down, fast and sharp; short skimming like a bird's peck, swift and powerful; the last stroke of "pinching" finished, as if the momentum was like a cracked silk, and the force was outside the crack.

Seeing the end, Wang Lao and the others were fascinated, and they had already entered the artistic conception and couldn't extricate themselves.

At this time, Zhou Ziju had already put away the brush in his hand, and when he looked at the paper in front of Meng Zitao, his heart was also shocked, and his eyes were staring at the word "Yong", revealing an unbelievable look.

Zhou Ziju and Wang Lao's strange appearance made the surrounding guests realize what was happening.

At this time, the literate people have seen the gap between Zhou Ziju and Meng Zitao from the words, and although the rest of the people have no foundation in calligraphy, they can also see the clues by comparing the two "Yong" characters on the left and right.

After all, good words don't need to be explained, they can also give people a pleasing feeling, a comparison between the two, to be honest, there is really not much comparison, who wins and who loses, it is already clear at a glance.

After the shock, Zhou Ziju sighed, he knew that he had lost, lost under a young man in his early twenties, and the key was to lose convincingly, because he knew that even if his calligraphy was improved, it would not reach the height of Mencius Tao.

"I lost this competition, it's really good as the old saying goes, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and one wave is stronger than the other, admire!"

Although this result was completely unexpected and made everyone feel incredible, however, the words were written by Meng Zitao himself, and there was no possibility of falsification at all, even if everyone felt unbelievable, they had to admire Meng Zitao's calligraphy was really powerful.

"How is this possible!"

However, for Zhou Yi, he obviously did not approve of this result, and said loudly: "What is he! Grandpa, how can you lose to him!"

"Smack!"

"Bastard thing!" Zhou Ziju slapped Zhou Yi hard: "Are you blind? You can't even tell the quality of the words?

Zhou Yi covered his face with his hands, and said with red eyes: "I just don't accept it, in our calligraphy world in Quancheng, who doesn't know that you are a monk halfway, and your main experience is spent in cursive, he only uses the word 'Yong' to compete with you, which is simply ulterior motives!"

"You ......"

Zhou Yi's justification is very reasonable in the eyes of laymen, but in the eyes of insiders, it is just a joke, this truth Zhou Ziju does not believe that Zhou Yi, who has studied orthodoxy, is not clear, and now this performance, respectively, has lost his mind, this Zhou Ziju is so angry that his fingers tremble, and he wants to go up and slap Zhou Yi a few times.

Wang Lao and the others hurriedly stopped Zhou Ziju, and Qin Lao said to Zhou Yi with a serious face: "Xiao Zhou, you have to be able to afford to be a man, let it go, no one will look down on those who can't afford to lose!"

Zhou Yi just stood like that and didn't speak, judging from his stubborn expression, he shouldn't have changed his mind.

Zhou Ziju was so angry that he felt that his face had been lost by Zhou Yi, and at the same time he regretted it very much in his heart, he usually doted on Zhou Yi too much, and now this is also the result of his lack of education, which can be regarded as self-reaping.

At this time, Meng Zitao said with a smile: "Then I will use cursive to make a poem of Xie Lingyun's "Prince Jin Zan". ”

When Wang Lao and others saw Meng Zitao say this, their eyes lit up, and they were very much looking forward to Meng Zitao's cursive writing, and Meng Zitao's "Yong" character and eight methods were mastered, and the cursive script should also have a good performance.

So, Ma Huayu hurriedly asked people to replace it with new paper, and Meng Zitao held the pen to brew, and suddenly the momentum changed, and the pen fell.

According to the "Tao Jing" record: the prince Jin Dengxian, for the 27th cave of the north gate of Tiantai Mountain, Tiantong Bai Cave, Tongbai Jinting Cave Tian, that is, the prince Jin ruled. The prince Jin is the eleventh prince of King Zhou Ling, the word Qiao, the first ancestor of the Wang family, and there is a saying that the prince of the immortal is promoted. According to the Taoist "Seven Signatures of the Cloud Pipe", it is recorded that the twenty-seventh Jinting Cave, surrounded by three hundred miles, is called Jinting Chongmiaotian, in Yuezhou County.

According to the record of "Yan Lu": the east is Danchi Mountain, which is ethereal, the clouds are prosperous, and the palace of the gods is also. Seventy miles east of the county, the old Tongbai Mountain, Tang Tianbao six years changed to Danchi. According to research, this place is the former residence of Wang Hanling, a descendant of the prince Jin and the descendant of the prince Jin. Wang Zijin and Wang Xizhi both have an unremitting relationship with Tongbai Jinting, which is now Wang Hanling.

Xie Lingyun, a famous scholar of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, once wrote "Prince Jin Praise": Shuzhi is not beautiful, and it is difficult for 10,000 years. The palace is not expensive, but it is not as high as ascending to the sky. The prince returned to the clear, and the district was in an uproar. The hustle and bustle see the floating hills, and the others turn over together. expressed his appreciation and yearning for the prince Jin to drive the crane to ascend to the immortal.

The famous calligrapher Zhang Xu of the Tang Dynasty wrote "Xie Lingyun Prince Jin Zan" in cursive "Four Posts of Ancient Poems". The strokes are strong throughout, the pen is ups and downs, the movement and stillness are staggered, and the paper is full of clouds and smoke, which is the peak of cursive writing, and vividly reproduces the poetic purpose, poetry and poetic context of Xie Lingyun's "Prince Jin Zan".

Mencius Tao's "Prince Jin Zan" is written in this cursive, the whole frame is written in one go, the ink color is thick and dry, the five colors are radiant, and the brilliance is seen.

It can be said that it is thick, slow, round, vigorous and old in the use of the pen, and in the use of ink, it is dripping and hearty, magical and warm. Although the whole text is different from the poetry, it gives people a different artistic conception, which makes people unconsciously indulge in it.

In the eyes of everyone, the curves of Mencius's pen are as moving as the dragon and snake flying, everyone is drunk, stupid, and their minds fluctuate with the handwriting, as if entering a fascinating world of calligraphy.

It wasn't until Meng Zitao stopped the pen in his hand that everyone woke up one after another.

"Good, good, good!" Wang Lao even said three good words, but it was still difficult to express his excitement.

"As the old saying goes, a flower is a world, but in your pen, it is a word and a world, this is a realm that I can't reach, amazing!

Qin Lao was also so excited that he couldn't help himself, and he didn't know what better words to use to express his feelings.

"The second elder has won the award. Meng Zitao hurriedly said a few words modestly, and at the same time behaved very indifferently.

Meng Zitao's attitude has greatly increased everyone's favorability, young people can have their current achievements, they can be very modest if they are not arrogant, what else is there to say.

At this time, Wang Lao suddenly said: "Little brother, I have a reluctant request, I don't know if this character 'Yong' and "Prince Jinzan" can be ...... Give it to me?"

The word "buying and selling" was not mentioned in Mr. Wang's words, because for him, the understanding that these two pieces of calligraphy gave him was not something that money could buy.

As soon as Qin Lao heard this, he became a little anxious: "Lao Wang, you actually want to swallow it alone, it's too shameless! Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust, little brother, I have a handscroll of Tang Bohu's "Xingshu Self-Written Poems", I don't know if you are willing to exchange it?"

In fact, Wang Lao will definitely not ask for these two works in vain, cultural people, a little more subtle, so he didn't say it explicitly. Qin Lao must seize this loophole at this time, and the reason why he took out Tang Bohu's "Xingshu Self-Written Poems" handscroll is also to consider that Meng Zitao's cursive level is already so high, and the significance of taking out cursive works is not as great as Xingshu works.

To say, Qin Lao's collection of Tang Bohu's "Xingshu Self-Written Poems" handscroll, with the current market situation, can be worth tens of millions, are Meng Zitao's two works so valuable?

This is also the opinion of the benevolent, and the wise see the wisdom, because for Qin Lao and them, no matter how important Tang Bohu's works are, they are not as important as their perceptions.

And when it comes to value, the value of Meng Zitao's calligraphy works may not reach the level of Tang Bohu now, but at his level, it is certainly impossible to be obscure, not surprisingly, as time goes by, the value of the work will definitely get higher and higher, and it is also possible to surpass Tang Bohu in the future.

In any case, Qin Lao felt that he would not lose money by exchanging like this, but for the guests around him, it was a little incredible...... (To be continued.) )