Tang Bohu nodded slightly, even if he had seen it, and then a bunch of literati surrounded him, this Bohu brother, that Bohu brother's shout, surrounded him in the center like the stars and the moon. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Tang Bohu is the head of Wuzhong's talents, and in today's words, he is the local youth leader, and everyone is accustomed to him wherever there is a small congestion.

Besides, it's just a nod in return, the last time they met, the two of them were a little guilty, and they nodded to each other to show their understanding, and this simplest etiquette is the so-called nodding friend.

Wen Zhengming heard that he still called him by his name, so he smiled and said, "Okay, besides, brother, come here, I have something to discuss with you." With that, he pulled the situation aside.

Seeing this, everyone was stunned again, Wen Zhengming had never had this habit, pulling people aside to talk, this was a very intimate move, even Tang Bohu glanced at the two of them suspiciously.

Everyone was puzzled, and looked at Wen Zhengchen with an inquiring gaze, Wen Zhengchen was looked at with straight hair, and said angrily: "You all look at what I do, how did I know that they were going to make hair." ”

Wen Zhengming only smiled slightly when he heard it, and pulled it under a window before saying: "Besides, let's save polite words, I have long wanted to see you, I have been caught by Brother Bohu, I haven't spared time, and you rarely participate in literati gatherings, so it is even more difficult to see." ”

Besides, he really didn't like to participate in those literati gatherings, and he had heard Wen Bin Hesi mention that Wen Zhengming had tried to find him on such occasions many times without success.

Wen Zhengming said: "The two of us have a lot of similarities, such as both preferring Zhong Wang Xiaokai, I have seen a small Kai you wrote, and it has indeed obtained the essence of Zhong Wang, there are a few places, Zhengming is ashamed of himself." ”

Hearing this, he was terrified in his heart, he didn't dare to compare calligraphy with Wen Zhengming, if it was almost the same as Go. But Zhong Wang Xiaokai is indeed his best and the only one.

"Don't dare, Brother Zhengming has always been my idol." Besides, he smiled, feeling a heat wave in his chest, and sweating from his back.

The so-called Zhong Wang is the most famous school of calligraphy, Zhong refers to the calligrapher Taifu Zhong Xuan in Cao Wei, the general public does not know about him, but knows that his son Zhong Hui, that is, the one who later captured Shu and killed the hero Deng Ai, and was killed because of the rebellion in Shu. Wang refers to Wang Xizhi and Wang Xianzhi's father and son, and the style they created is the Zhongwang faction, which is also known as the Erwang faction.

"What idols, you're laughing at me, each other. I have something to understand, I want to ask you, is there an original monument to the Zhang Menglong stele you wrote to Lord Zhou? ”

Besides, I understand, dare to love Wen Zhengming is in a hurry to see him, because he wants to see the true handiwork of Zhang Menglong's stele, which is understandable, if he sees a copy that surprises him, he naturally wants to see the original very much.

"Oh, this disappointed Brother Zhengming, my brother still saw the original monument once in the field many years ago, and he was still young at the time, and he didn't even do a rubbing, but he just remembered it, and he often copied it when he came back." Besides, he laughed.

"That's the case, maybe it's because the level of my brother's back is too high, it's not that I'm suspicious, your copy gives me the feeling that it's copied from the original tablet." Wen Zhengming said with a smile.

Besides, he smiled bitterly: "Actually, what Brother Zhengming said is not wrong, he has no other strengths, that is, he has the ability to never forget, although he only looked at the original monument for a few days, it was engraved in his mind, but unfortunately he couldn't rub it out." ”

Wen Zhengming sighed: "Is this still called having no other strengths? Besides, brother, it's really more popular than people, why don't I have such a good memory. He once asked Zhou Dingcheng, and besides, the facsimile was indeed written without the original tablet in hand, so he was puzzled, and when he saw it, he had to ask to understand.

In fact, there is another possibility in this situation, that is, the original monument has been completely eaten, and it can be copied and written out at will, reaching the level of being fake and real.

Wen Zhengming thought that he was still young, and it was impossible to eat the ancient monument so thoroughly under normal circumstances, so he had a trace of doubt.

Moreover, the situation is that the original monument has been completely eaten, and as for his memory like a photographic plate, which is useful elsewhere, it has little to do with this character.

"That's the case, I want to discuss something with my brother, can you also write me a copy of the Raptor's Monument, of course I won't ask for it in vain, use my own words in exchange, besides, what does my brother think?" Wen Zhengming was a little embarrassed, but he couldn't help but say his thoughts.

"Of course you can, it's just ......" and was overjoyed, thinking that it was a bit too immoral to take a copy of the manuscript for the true handwriting of Zhengming, which was simply a brick for a gold brick.

"Don't worry, I will never let my brother suffer, in this way, I will exchange ten characters for that Zhang Fierce Dragon Monument, and if it is not enough, I can also add a painting of Bohu." Wen Zhengming said with some apprehension.

"You don't need so much, just change one word for another, how can I be embarrassed to take advantage of Brother Zhengming." Besides, he suppressed his excitement and said.

"Since my brother is so generous, there is no need to change it, if you like my words, I will write you more in the future, tell you, although my words are not too famous, they are still worth some money outside." Wen Zhengming showed a little smug look on his face.

"Brother Zhengming, what are these words, I'm just poor and crazy, and I won't take out your words and sell them."

Besides, Wen Zhengming's true works are not as valuable as the true works of great masters such as Su Shi and Huang Tingjian, but they are also national treasures.

Wen Zhengming was overjoyed, and besides, he was too useful to say this. If you don't sell it, it means passing it on to future generations as a treasure. Wen Zhengming has received a lot of praise from outsiders, and he doesn't take it seriously, and today he is recognized by the masters of his peers, which is the highest evaluation.

"By the way, there is another thing, Lord Wang said that Lord Fang Yu Shi Fang is not only an old fox, but also a poisonous snake, Lord Wang was his way in the imperial court back then, so he had to retreat bravely, and he should be careful in everything. In addition, Lord Wang is a very good person, but he is withdrawn, and he is also the character of a celebrity, you may wish to meet him when you have nothing to do in the future, it is beneficial and harmless. He offered to come to see you today, and even I was surprised. You have weight in his eyes. ”

Besides, nodding, no matter what, he still has a good impression of this Lord Wang, as for whether he will see him in the future, that's another matter, it's not important, not to mention that it doesn't necessarily be a good thing to have too much to do with the retired imperial history.

In ancient times, the retirement of officials was called Zhishi, and retirement did not necessarily announce the end of the career, and sometimes the imperial court would recall Zhishi officials, called Qifu, that is, reappointment, so although this Lord Wang was in the opposition, no one dared to underestimate him, God knows when he will return to the court to serve.

"Besides, brother, don't blame me for being too careful, I always feel that there seems to be another source for the Zhang Menglong stele you copied and written, you have copied other ancient steles, it should be from the Northern Wei Dynasty, right?" Wen Zhengming asked.

Besides, if you are convinced, this is called a cave. Wen Zhengming's guess was not wrong at all, he liked Wei Tablet at that time, and almost copied the Wei Tablet calligraphy that he got in his hand, but the one who worked hardest was Zhang Menglong's tablet, but the influence of other Wei tablets also penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and it was impossible to write an original Zhang Menglong tablet if he wanted to completely expel it. However, besides, even the old Zhou Dingcheng didn't see the greasy copy of Zhang Menglong's stele.

Besides, he was confident that he could confuse the real with the fake, and he never thought that without the original inscription as a contemplation, Wen Zhengming could actually see it at a glance, this eyesight is really poisonous.

"There is also a copy of Zhang Xuanbei of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and one day I will write a copy for Brother Zhengming." Besides, he pretended to be an understatement and nodded slightly.

Besides, Zhang Xuanbei had never been mentioned earlier, and he didn't dare to mention it, otherwise he would have been ground by Zhou Dingcheng.

Zhang Xuanbei was formerly known as Zhangfujun Monument. At the end of the Qing Dynasty, the great calligrapher He Shaoji got this monument by chance in his later years, and regarded it as an arch, although he was already ranked first in the calligraphy world, but he still copied this Zhang Xuan's epitaph day and night, and carried forward this Northern Wei Dynasty monument and was well known to future generations. After all, this is something that happened after the Qing Dynasty, and it can't be rendered too much.

"This ...... In addition to this ...... Is there still one? Wen Zhengming asked, and then he blushed.

Besides, after snorting for a while, he couldn't answer, but it was not difficult for him to copy all the Wei tablets that he had copied, but the source was suspicious. Why has the Four Seas Literati never seen a single one, but he has seen so many? I can't say that these were dug out of the ground hundreds of years later.

"Okay, I don't need to answer this, I feel too greedy myself, let's talk slowly after that." Wen Zhengming laughed at himself in embarrassment.

On the other side, Tang Bohu is watching calmly, talking to the literati around him about how he painstakingly designed the glorious deeds of the Humble Administrator's Garden, in fact, everyone knows that most of the work is done by Wen Zhengming, but it cannot be denied that Tang Bohu is sometimes inspired and can really come up with brilliant ideas.

Wen Zhengming looked at Tang Bohu, whose eyebrows were fluttering, and suddenly said: "By the way, I heard that the last time you met Bohu, it was quite unpleasant, do you want me to mediate from it." ”

Besides, he smiled: "No need, I don't have anything unpleasant with Brother Bohu, it's just that we have different temperaments, not as casual as us." ”

"What kind of temperament is not temperamental, Bohu is very perverse now, I heard Lao Shen also say, it was all his fault that day. Bohu wasn't like this before, I think I was fascinated by Qiu Xiang's girl, my temperament has changed, I often quarrel with him, if it weren't for the friendship since childhood, I would have broken up a long time ago. ”

"Hey, Zhengming, what bad things are you muttering about me behind your back, don't let me not hear it."

Tang Bohu really didn't hear what Wen Zhengming said, but he just read a little peculiar smell from his expression.

"I mean, you're fascinated by Akika, isn't that a bad thing? That's true. Wen Zhengming said with a smile.

Don't say this, as soon as he said it, Tang Bohu's nerves seemed to be touched, and he changed the channel all of a sudden, and stopped talking about the Humble Administrator's Garden with those people.