Chapter 35 Zuo Feng's skills

When Uncle Lei heard Zheng Yuqi say this, his eyes lit up, but then they dimmed again, Zuo Feng is really not very old, how much attainment can these things be in Danqing calligraphy and ink?

It seemed that Zheng Da Meinu had to put Zuo Feng on the fire and continued, "Uncle Lei, do you dare to compare with Zuo Feng? ”

Zheng Yuqi made such a proposal, and Uncle Lei was interested again. Zuo Feng didn't know how to deal with it, and he hadn't really studied it! Although when he was in the Taoist temple on the mountain, his master and old man were also a very traditional person, and he had experienced the education of the school before the founding of the People's Republic of China, and he usually talked to Zuo Feng about a lot of quintessential knowledge of calligraphy and painting, but Zuo Feng was actually very bottomless in his heart.

Lei Peng was very straightforward and enthusiastic, regardless of whether Zuo Feng agreed or not, he pulled him up and walked towards a wall in the living room, where there were a few words hanging.

"Little brother, since Qi girl said that you know Danqing Zimo, then you must know a little, how about you take a look at this pair? Uncle Lei was very invisible, and pulled Zuo Feng to point to the words on the wall to be careful about him.

"Dao...... I really don't know much about this, it's not a class axe, hey. Zuo Feng replied a little depressed, just now he almost didn't call out "Dao Ye" in front of this mighty officer.

However, when Zuo Feng's eyes also looked at the words on the wall, he was happy in his heart. Because he is too familiar with the style of this character, isn't it a coincidence? The old Taoist who once adopted him on the mountain also likes the word "famous", and the Taoist temple on the mountain also has the true handiwork of this person, when he was still a teenager, Zuo Feng once roasted a pheasant and took a pair of genuine handwritings to make a fire, and then was chased by the old man all over the mountains and ran, and was not almost killed by the master.

"Xu Wei's words, this pair of words is rare, hehe. Zuo Feng looked at it again seriously and said.

"Oh, little brother knows Xu Wei, then tell me how it is rare. "Uncle Lei is interested.

"Xu Weiming was born in the Zhengde period of Ming Wuzong and died in the Wanli period of Mingshenzong, with a bumpy life, but he had an indulgent temperament. The career was not smooth, and he was later favored by Hu Zongxian, the right attendant of the Ming Military Department and the imperial history of the capital, and served as the staff and military division of the governor of Fujian, and also participated in the anti-Japanese struggle on the southeast coast. His cursive dot painting is not complicated, and the brushwork he uses is not complicated, like a sudden snowstorm, and the momentum is compelling. All of Xu Wei's talents, grief and indignation, and depression seem to be knotted in this twisted and distorted stroke, this character should be Xu Wei's true handwriting in his later years, and there are not many generations, hehe. Zuo Feng talked eloquently, these were actually what his master and old man said when he was alive.

"Haha! Little Brother Zuo Feng does have some insight into calligraphy and painting, and his analysis is also in place. ”

Xu Wei had a rough life, often "wandering alone under the moon with hunger", and ended his life in the situation of "A Few Crooked Houses, a South-to-North Transferee". Oh, that's ...... shame."

Zuo Feng seemed to "see" the scene of the old man's final evaluation of Xu Wei after the old man finished speaking, looking at the distant mountains of the Taoist temple, and looking up to the sky with his hands behind his back and sighing.

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Although Uncle Lei also took Zuo Feng to see a few more calligraphy and paintings, after all, because Zuo Feng had been "edified" by the old man when he was "learning to read and write" in the Taoist temple on the mountain, he was finally able to cope with it.

Now Uncle Lei is in a better mood, and he can't hide his appreciation when he looks at Zuo Feng's eyes. The happiest thing here is Zheng Da Beauty, she is actually a gamble, because Zheng Yuqi knows that Zuo Feng was born as a Taoist, and has studied Taoism in the mountain for ten years.

Uncle Lei didn't seem to feel that it was enough fun, and now he has moved the Four Treasures of the Study, which is to let Zuo Feng write to the rhythm. Now Zuo Feng is not stunned, writing calligraphy, isn't that "commonplace"? In the past ten years of learning Taoism, he has basically used a brush to write.

“...... Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. Brushed off his clothes and went to hide deep with his name...... Two strong men in Qianqiu, Xuanhe Liang City. The bones of the arson are fragrant, and he is not ashamed of the world. Who can write Your Excellency, the white head is too mystical. ”

Zuo Feng swiped the ink and wrote the book, he wrote the Tang Dynasty Li Bai's "Chivalrous Travel", the pen walked the dragon, and the strong pen power came out through the paper. Zuo Feng used to admire the artistic conception of this poem "Chivalrous Journey" on the mountain, and he used this poem to practice calligraphy, and today's poem is also very suitable for the old general's recuperation place.

When Zuo Feng was writing with a pen, Uncle Lei beside him was already surprised, and now when he saw Zuo Feng put away the pen, there was ink on the rice paper, which made people's blood boil, and he couldn't help but clap his hands and say, "Okay! This is really good! This strength, this skill, today my old Lei is served!haha!"

At this time, Zheng Yuqi, under the signal of his grandfather, had already helped the old man into a wheelchair and came to the desk.

"Good, good! ho, ho...... The old man also squeezed out a few words of praise, and the old general's eyes flashed, he was originally a person who loved to write and draw.

Zuo Feng was praised by the two seniors in the army for being able to stand up, but seeing the eyes of Zheng Da Beauty full of tender love, he couldn't hold it anymore, because this woman is indeed too beautiful, and the temperament she exudes plus those loves, but few men can resist it.

"Ahem!" Zuo Feng was afraid that he would be embarrassed, so he hurriedly coughed to cover up, he saw that Zheng Yuqi was still kneading his shoulders for his grandfather, and suddenly Zuo Feng had an idea.

Zheng ...... Zheng Yuqi, your massage technique is wrong, that has no effect, why don't you let me try it, hehe. Zuo Feng is not welcome, and he is very confident in this kind of massage.

"Hmph! Zuo Feng, don't you float away because you write well and be praised for a few words? Miss Ben is pressed like this, what's wrong there?" Zheng Da Meinu and Chen Yuqing are worthy of being the same biological father, and they both have a natural resistance to others' disapproval, and they both have a somewhat strong appearance.

Zuo Feng was embarrassed, and Uncle Lei next to him looked at the "noisy" appearance of the children, but he couldn't help but laugh a little, "Qi'er, Zuo Feng also has good intentions, maybe the little brother really does it better? Proper criticism makes people progress, or let him try, hehe." ”

Zheng Yuqi is actually not really angry, she can't wait for Zuo Feng to surpass herself in these aspects. Under the eye contact between Zheng Da Beauty and Grandpa, the old man also agreed to let Zuo Feng try the massage, so he said coquettishly, "Zuo Feng, you come to help Grandpa press, be careful, if Grandpa is unhappy, hum!"

Zuo Feng enjoyed Zheng Yuqi's "delicate" appearance today, he came behind the old man very confidently, secretly breathed inside, took a deep breath, flashed a human meridian diagram in his mind, and then began to massage.

It is said that "ten ways and nine doctors", Zuo Feng is not only very familiar with the meridians of the human body, but also has some research on some symptoms on people, because these are all things that his master and old man taught him to master.

Stroke mostly occurs in the elderly, and stroke is called "partial dryness", "big syncope", "bo", "prickly heat", etc., all because people are old, old and frail, or have been sick for a long time, and the brain is not nourished. Although Zuo Feng didn't know how to heal, he still had some ways to dredge the old general's blood and straighten out the meridians.

Zuo Feng's massage of the acupuncture points is very accurate, and now he is getting more and more into a state, and even began to use the internal strength of the heart, slowly, carefully to the old man to transmit some internal force to help him channel qi and blood.

"Eh, why is Grandpa sweating, and fine sweat is also coming out of Zuo Feng's forehead, Zuo Feng, this is doing ......" Zheng Yuqi was still very nervous, she found that Zuo Feng seemed to be getting more and more involved in massage, she was very worried about her grandfather and Zuo Feng.

But Zheng Yuqi didn't finish speaking, but he was stopped by Uncle Lei beside him, he patted Zheng Yuqi and told him not to worry, and also motioned to Miss Zheng to take a serious look at his grandfather with his eyes, although the old man was sweating, he was very enjoyable and peaceful, it should be Zuo Feng's massage that was very useful to the old man.