The crime of tampering with the Holy Word was cleared under the joint counterattack of the master and apprentice. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info but caused Wang Yangming deep worries, the influence of the Tongwen Museum on the Yu Dynasty, can be described as deep-rooted. Feng Ge has definitely been on the black list of the Tongwen Pavilion, which is extremely detrimental to his future growth.

When he got home, Feng Ge was on fire. Wang Yangming was very excited, and told the old servant to get a few good things immediately, warm two pots of good wine, and take them to the study, happy and happy, I haven't been so happy for a long time! As long as the master is happy, Feng Ge also went to the stove room to help Uncle Dong, and soon got the wine and food ready, and when he got it to the study, he saw Wang Yangming standing in front of the bookcase, hanging his wrist and holding his breath to write.

"Master, what ink treasure are you leaving behind?" Feng Ge was a little curious and was about to step forward to take a look. Wang Yangming put aside his pen and scolded with a smile: "Just a few broken words, how dare you call Mobao, do you kid slap me in the face or slap me in the face?" "Uncle Dong said that there are many people out there, and they buy your handwriting with a lot of money, if you are willing, you will have a lot of money." Feng Ge said, "Stinky boy, you dare to sell me, are you looking for a fight?" Uncle Dong put down the wine jug and scolded with the same smile, the three masters and servants were happy.

"Drinking, drinking, I'm so happy today!" Wang Yangming waved his sleeves and sat down at the table with a smile. The three of them raised their glasses frequently, reminiscing about today's feat in high spirits, and Uncle Dong also applauded from time to time. Wang Yangming was slightly drunk and asked, "Ge'er, what are your plans next?" Feng Ge took a sip of wine and said hatefully: "Tomorrow I will go to Wenyuan Pavilion to study as usual, and pick out the faults of those so-called sage books, if nothing else, just to add to the blockage of those old decay!" ”

Uncle Dong just took a sip of wine and choked on the words. After coughing and stopping, he smiled and said, "What an old person, and he still plays with children's tempers." "I'm not even twenty years old, I'm a child." Fengge muttered. Wang Yangming was stunned, and sighed slightly in his heart, yes, he is still a child, but he has gone through ups and downs. The dynasty stipulates that the age of twelve is to become an adult, and it is the common people of the court, but in fact, it is just to punish and pay taxes and send conscription. But who would push a teenager out of a very poor family? The teenage children of the rich family are in the age of nothing to do, and they still need to be cared for by their parents.

Wang Yangming felt that the requirements for Fengge might be too strict. After a little thought, he said: "There are more than a month before the exam, you don't need to study the book anymore, with your skills, there is no problem in the exam, as for the ranking, it is all a false name, don't do it, just go out and play." "Alas! The teacher is wise, the wind song is overjoyed, and he saluted Wang Yangming three cups in a row, the nature of young people, who doesn't want to play.

After drinking a lot of wine, Wang Yangming was still quite sober, and began to repeatedly nag to Fengge: Don't get into trouble! Don't get into trouble! Don't get into trouble------- it's important to say it three times. No way, this kid is too hanging! There are only things that he can't think of, and there is nothing he can't do.

This meal was very hearty. When Wang Yangming got up to rest, he said to Feng Ge: "If you like that painting, take it." After speaking, he was helped out by Uncle Dong. Feng Ge walked to the bookcase and took a look, and wrote the book: The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it; Heaps out of the shore, and the flow will be turbulent; Walk above the crowd, and people will not be; He repented and became famous.

What's even more rare is that this character is very different from Wang Yangming's usual calligraphy style. Each word turns naturally, appears round and full, and there is no trace of the pen, and the artistic conception jumps on the paper. Fengge savored it for a while, spread the paper and picked up the pen. But after writing a few paintings, I always feel that I only have the shape, not the spirit.

The meaning of this character is not difficult to understand, the master used the Tibetan Feng penmanship when writing, but when he wrote, he always felt that he owed something short. Feng Ge put down his pen and pondered and realized, the first three sentences are a warning to be a man, before you have the ability to realize your ideals and ambitions, you must be low-key and hide the front! But what about the latter sentence? It's obviously a bit contradictory to the first three sentences. Why repent? How? The sea of knowledge in the Lingtai is surging, and it is suddenly clear and incomparable, hidden Feng! It's not without a blade! It's a hard work! It's a reserve!

Feng Ge once again laid out the paper and lifted the pen, revealing an indescribable temperament on his body. After the pen is swayed, it is done in one go. After putting the pen away, Feng Ge's face was indifferent, he stood still for a while, walked out of the study, and his mood went up to a new level. The white clouds in the sky, which were originally churning and changing, suddenly stopped, glowing with a faint color, the wind stopped, and the song was brilliant.

Leaving aside the troubles, Fengge had a good time. In the inner and outer cities of Chaojing, he appeared from time to time, watching places of interest and historic sites, walking through the streets and alleys of the market, drinking tea and watching plays, buying some snacks and gadgets for Shizun and Uncle Dong, making the two old people cry and laugh. But it didn't take long for me to get a little bored, too lonely, and no friends. Why don't you find Hui Ji Trading House and inform Xia Ye that your brother is back, hurry back to Beijing to get together, forget it, I don't know if this big brother recognized him at that time. If you don't sneak into the imperial city, see if Xia Yanbing's girl is gone, if she doesn't leave, let her take her around the imperial city, forget it, this girl is weird, and I don't know how many things will be taken away. People are really social creatures, no matter how big their ability is, no matter how much money they have, when they are lonely, they will still feel that life is boring.

Fengge sat alone in the teahouse, and when he was sighing, interesting people came. The stairs sounded softly, and a middle-aged scribe who gently shook the folding fan walked up, walked straight to the Fengge table, bowed, and said with a smile: "Brother Feng, long time no see." "Fortunately, Mr. Xu, please take a seat." Fengge stood up and returned the salute with a fist.

The business alliance, which was almost forgotten, came to the door again, interesting, boring anyway, and it depends on what they want to do. "After a long time, Brother Feng's demeanor is better than in the past." Mr. Xu praised, "Mr. Xu cares about me very much." Feng Ge joked, "The original old man, there are only you and me left, not to mention that Brother Feng is not a thing in the pool, it is difficult to care about it or not!" Mr. Xu took a sip of tea and was quite emotional.

Feng Ge's feeling for the business alliance is neither good nor bad. At the beginning, I thought it was mysterious and powerful, but at today's height, Shangmeng is just a group of people who take risks for life, ambitious, and a bit unscrupulous, that's all. At that time, when he lost his memory and was in trouble, Shang Meng was not bad to himself, Chen Guo and Huang Lao were also temperamental, and this period of cause and effect was still needed. The family entrusted by Chen Guo hadn't been to see it yet, and Feng Ge suddenly thought of it, feeling a little guilty.

Xu Zongshan was actually very conflicted in his heart. The family sent a message, let him fish the line of Fengge, which cannot be broken, as a foreshadowing of dark chess, it may be of great use in the future. But as the only person who participated in the whole process of assassinating the Seventh Prince, Feng Ge's cleverness, skill and ruthlessness made him feel that this kind of person can let others control and coerce. On the other hand, he has an inexplicable intuition that perhaps the life and death of the family is ultimately tied to the thoughts of this person. The results of the family's investigation into Fengge's life experience, he will never believe that the orphans in Shituoao, Bazhou, are it possible! For this reason, he also went to Shituoao Pass once, and from the mouth of the child there, Fengge only lived in Shituoao Pass for a short period of more than a year, and the appearance and disappearance were extremely mysterious, unclear, and a little afraid to say.