"What Mr. said about the internal force of the breath is taken from the context, and the moves are taken from the gestures, how does Mr. summarize this ancient gesture?" Li Yuanhao asked. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Kong Weiting smiled and said, "If you talk about gestures, you need to have wine." ”

Li Yuanhao knew that Kong Weiting didn't drink, but he still asked Yu Qing to take a glass of wine, put it in front of Kong Weiting, and pour a full glass himself.

Kong Weiting did not drink, but reached into the cup, and said "up" lightly, the wine in the cup did not disperse with his fingers, which was extremely magical: "The context needs a carrier at the beginning, and the text is the carrier, with the text, the shape and bone of the article can be expressed, the beauty of the text lies in the flow, in the cohesion, both practical and aesthetic, both concrete and abstract, concrete when it is like a fairy tale and a fable, and abstract when it is abstract like a fantasy dream." ”

Kong Weiting said, his fingers moved slightly, and a strange-shaped text floated in the air, with bursts of wine: "Your Majesty, this is an oracle bone inscription, the beginning of the text, the size of the square circle is staggered, the thickness is light and the rhythm is flexible. ”

Kong Weiting's fingers slidied, and the font in the air began to change, gradually becoming clear and clear: "This is the big seal", as the finger slid the glyph closer to the clear and concise: "This is the small seal", and then moved, strong and iron, solemn and square: "This is the inscription." ”

Li Yuanhao has never studied the oracle bone inscription, nor has he ever studied the big seal or the small seal, and he has never touched the small seal, but he only feels that the words suspended in the air are very ancient, and they have not been carved, and there is a kind of roughness and majesty at the beginning of all things.

At this point, the tone of the gesture was set, the pictogram was brightly turned, taken from the nature of heaven and earth, returning to the essence, whether it was a big seal, or a small seal, the inscription, most of them were in shape and words, maintaining the male of the wilderness, the quality of the beginning. ”

With a mouth, the word wine suspended in the air was introduced into Kong Weiting's mouth, and as soon as the stomach was closed, it fell into the stomach.

Li Yuanhao can be sure that Mr. Kong used to be an alcoholic, because the moment the wine entered his stomach, his face clearly showed a satisfied expression, as for why he stopped drinking later, she didn't know.

Kong Weiting poured another glass of wine, his fingers floated in the air, the wine in the cup flowed like a swimming fish, and appeared in the air under the traction of his fingers, showing a Lizi: "After the Honghuang text, the Lishu appeared, and the original round curved pen became the fluctuation of the silkworm head swallowtail, which was a lot more delicate and elegant. ”

As Kong Weiting's words just fell, the official characters suspended in the air became a square regular script: "The regular script is engraved on the stone, and there is a setback at the turning point. The regular script appears in the letter, and the pen has emotion, thousands of intestines, sending affection to the words, thousands of feelings inside, all kinds of thoughts, are in the sketch between the skimming. ”

Kong Weiting tucked his stomach again, sucked up the wine in the air, but no longer poured the wine, but tapped the table, the whole pot of sake flew up in the air, and a ball of crystal clear wine floated out, condensed into a ball in the air, chaotic, formless and incorporeal: "Calligraphy has taken shape so far, and then everyone's gestures are ever-changing, but they can all be summed up in one word." ”

"That word?" asked Li Yuanhao impatiently.

Kong Weiting stretched out his right index finger and swam by himself in the chaotic air, gradually forming a "zhi" character.

"Yes, out also. Like a bow that is too big, the branches and stems are bigger, and there is something. One, the earth. All belong to it, and stop there. Kong Weiting quoted the "Shuowen Jie Zi" to explain the word: "The five elements of the eight trigrams have been clearly stated, Taiji gives birth to two instruments, two instruments give birth to four elephants, four elephants give birth to gossip, gossip cycle, all things are endless, in fact, the root and foundation of gossip is 'yao', the south of the mountain, for the yang, the north of the water, for the yin, yang and yin constitute the logical foothold of the five elements of the gossip. And in the gesture, the word is the invisible gossip in the 'yao', the word can summarize the grasshopper sand, the big can include the universe Kunpeng, concrete abstract, ethereal, one is enough. ”

Pointing to the word "zhi" in the air, Kong Weiting said: "This is the word of Wang Xizhi, the clear spring penetrates the rock, the clouds flow out of the ao, the bamboo shakes the rattan floating, and the flow is colorful. ”

The fingers moved again, leading the "zigzag" in the air to change and hover: "This is Yu Shinan's zigzag, the inner circle and the outer square, the side peak turns, the skimming is solemn, the hook jumps to exert force, and the dot painting is sharp." ”

The word changed again: "This is Ouyang Xun's word, simple and fast, majestic and majestic, high and simple." ”

This is Yan Zhenqing's words, strong and full, and he is strong and strong. ”

This is Zhang Xu's words, Siyi Shenfei, free and uninhibited. ”

"This is Huaisu's words, seeing the dragon and snake walking, acting arbitrarily. ”

This is Su Dongpo's words, which are biased and free, and they are scattered. ”

This is Huang Tingjian's words, the changes are gratuitous, and the charm is unusual. ”

This is the word of Mi Fu, Yu sense smart, fluent and steep. ”

This is Zhao Mengfu's words, calm and smooth, gentle and elegant. ”

This is Dong Qichang's words, scattered and ancient, ethereal and beautiful. ”

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The mass of wine in the air constantly changes shape, in front of Li Yuanhao like a continuous picture, let her breathtaking, Mr. spirit is taken from the context, moves from the gesture, the achievement of the scholar is invincible, King Kong is not bad, although Li Yuanhao has some broken thoughts in his heart, but I have to admit that Mr. Kong is really a genius!

The last mass of sake formed the last "zhi", Kong Weiting looked at this "zhi" with a smile and nodded: "This is His Majesty's zigzag, thin and beautiful muscles and bones, relaxed and moderate, compared with the predecessors, it has a unique flavor, suitable for playing and watching, no wonder Suo University scholars often use it to copy, not without reason." ”

"Sir!" Li Yuanhao was a little embarrassed, she blushed consciously when she could compare with her predecessors in ancient times.

The jug was erected, and the mass of sake in the air flowed into it like a homing bird, and the jug swayed like a drunken man who had stumbled a few times and did not fall, and stood on the table.

"Your Majesty, after the context and gestures are finished, as for whether Your Majesty can empathize with the experience, and how much you can experience, it depends on Your Majesty himself. Grunt, Kong Weiting's stomach screamed, and when he looked at the food on the table, he suddenly had no appetite, and he only felt tasteless: "Your Majesty, Weichen wants to drink a bowl of longevity noodles?"

Li Yuanhao frowned: "Today is not Mr.'s birthday, why do you want to drink longevity noodles?"

Although she is the son of Great Wei, she remembers the birthday of everyone around her clearly, as far as the Queen Mother, Xiuce, and close to the little eunuch Yu Qing next to her, every time before everyone's birthday, she will quietly prepare some gifts, although it is a trivial matter, but seeing the joy on the other party's face, the Great Wei Emperor of his daughter is particularly happy.

"It's just that I suddenly want to. Kong Weiting said.

"Okay, if His Majesty the Emperor of the Great Wei Kingdom can't satisfy his husband's desire to eat noodles, he will definitely be laughed at when he spreads out, and for the sake of other people's big teeth, I ......" Li Yuanhao suddenly stopped talking, and after staying with Mr. Kong for a long time, she became more and more poor-mouthed, and she wanted to change.

greeted Yu Qing, and soon the imperial dining room brought a bowl of steaming longevity noodles.

Kong Weiting rubbed his hands, sat down, pinched his chopsticks, and took a bite of noodles: "It is firm and smooth, and the taste is excellent." Take a sip of soup: "The chicken soup is the base, and the umami is delicious." ”

Seeing Kong Weiting gobbling up, Li Yuanhao swallowed his saliva and wanted to drink it too. No, she found Kong Weiting staring at the dishes and chopsticks motionless, stunned, and her expression was full of tiredness that could not be concealed: "Sir, what's wrong with you......"

Suddenly, tears flowed down from Kong Weiting's face one by one, sadness, longing, chagrin, struggle, clearly visible, and so on.

"Sir, it's just a bowl of longevity noodles, so you won't be moved to tears, right?" Li Yuanhao quipped.

Kong Weiting wiped the tears on his face indiscriminately: "Yuan Hao, let me ask you, what is the most bitter thing in the world?"

Li Yuanhao was stunned, don't look at Mr. Kong's usual appearance, unruly, but he never called the name of Emperor Wei, she thought for a while: "The most bitter thing in the world should be lovesickness." ”

"And what's the farthest?" Kong Weiting.

"The farthest is yin and yang. "Li Yuanhao.

"What is the most bitter thing in this world?"

"Two worlds separated by yin and yang. ”

The most bitter thing in the world is acacia, the farthest is yin and yang, and the most bitter is yin and yang acacia.

"Hahaha, Yuan Hao, you're right, it's me who is too cowardly, it's me who looks ahead and thinks too much. Kong Weiting seemed to have figured out something, relieved, and looked relaxed: "Now I am lovesick, living like a year, fortunately there is no yin and yang, I can't, and I don't allow the most bitter thing to happen between me and her."

"Sir, who is she?" asked Li Yuanhao.

Kong Weiting looked up at the south with a gentle expression: "She is her." ”

And I'm going to see her.

South of the river, in that city, in a small three-story building, a yellow fir woman had a haggard face, but she couldn't hide her beauty.

After an endless cough, she smiled wryly at the bloodshot stained handkerchief, sighed, and pushed open the window in front of her.

There is a flower garden outside, and a hundred flowers bloom inside, in the night, in the breeze, swaying, and the fragrance fills the garden.

On weekdays, she has no other hobbies, but she has a soft spot for raising flowers, a small flower garden, which she takes care of in an orderly manner, and competes with each other in early summer, like a sea of flowers.

On the side of the flowerbed stood a wooden plank, on which were written the word "zhi", and every day he walked, she added a stroke, and now it was a full thousand two hundred and fifty-three "zhi" characters, more than ten years.

Longing and lovesickness, grasshoppers and the universe, are all in it.

She leaned on the windowsill, her hands folded under her chin, her gaze sweeping across the flowerbeds.

There is a small lake in front of it, the lake is calm, and there are water lilies that bloom at night, competing with each other.

The wind suddenly blew a pool of broken pings and blew her hair.

Year after year, flowers bloom every year, and you, when will you come back?