"Sister, bad guy, bad guy won?" The second lady looked extremely happy, and her pretty face was a little blushing because of excitement.

"Poetry and songs, this is the bad guy's forte, what's so strange about winning?" Although the eldest lady's tone was flat, the second lady still heard a trace of joy from her voice.

The eldest lady looked at Yang Zheng who was proud on the field, and exhaled heavily, the first game was a draw, and now she won one, even if Yang Zheng failed to win the third game, it was also a draw, then the Yang family only prepared three test questions, and when it came to the fourth one, the right may not be in the Yang family, so that the one who won this victory would have a better chance of the Peng family after all. It seems that the five shops in Qinghefang are not unjustly spent.

The Yang family was a little caught off guard by Yang Zheng's ability to recite the "Xuanji Diagram", thinking that with the well-planned two residences, how could they win the Peng family, but they didn't expect the final result, but it was a little unsatisfactory, the first game was drawn, because Zhu Zhantan personally played chess, others didn't dare to say anything, and the second game, in the eyes of the Yang family, it was a matter of nine out of ten, after all, this game was prepared in advance, who knew that the result was the worst, not only lost, but also lost so miserably!"

"This kid, his ability is not small, he can't lose this third game again, otherwise the old face of the Yang family will be lost?" Yang Yifeng snorted.

"Don't worry, Liu Qing has counted dozens of times in the third game, I'm afraid it won't be wrong?" Yang Yihang walked over and said softly.

Yang Yifeng glanced at Zhu Zhantan and saw that his face did not show dissatisfaction, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "In this case, let Liu Qing prepare for his life, right?"

"Got it?" Yang Yihang answered, and lost a look at a family member beside him, who understood, bowed in response, and went.

After a while, a middle-aged man in a gray robe who was not very outstanding in appearance walked up with the family, hugged his fists at Yang Yifeng and Yang Yihang, and said, "The eldest young master, the second young master, are you looking for me?"

This person is Liu Qing, in the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest, known as the Seven Sages Shantao, there is no Shantao, "such as jade and gold, everyone admires its treasure, and it is not known for its instruments." On the contrary, he is the most resentful, Yang Zheng humiliated him so much in the Peng family, he would not just forget it, this hatred is in his heart.

After taking refuge in the Yang family, the idea of looking at pictures and things came from his handwriting.

Yang Yifeng nodded and said, "Just look at Liu Gongzi's?"

Liu Qing nodded and said, "Will you disappoint the eldest young master?"

Yang Yifeng said: "So good!"

At this time, the Yang family also walked to the front of the stage, put a painting in front of the table with both hands, and said aloud to everyone: "This "Hundred Sparrows" is painted by my previous generation of famous artists, and it was occasionally obtained by my Yang family.

As soon as everyone heard what "Hundred Sparrows" was, they became interested, and they stretched their necks to look.

Yang Zheng was also a little curious, and without waiting for the family to finish speaking, he stretched his neck to look.

When the Yang family saw their words, they attracted the attention of such a crowd, and they were a little proud, and they hung up the "Hundred Sparrows" carefully.

Everyone looked in the direction of the house, and saw that on the calligraphy and painting, there were plum branches, bamboo leaves, camellias, and flocks of finches intertwined with each other, which was quite natural in the complexity. The old plum branches are tortuous, the new branches are flying, the ice posture is in full bloom, and the warmth is spring. Flocks of finches compete for branches and flutter their wings, up and down, or peck on the spot, or rely on each other. Winter goes to spring, and there is a sudden burst of vitality. Bamboo with double hooks, dried plums plus rubbing, vigorous and powerful, new branches in the double hook dyed with emerald green, more green and tender. The birds are not working, with a variety of postures and vivid expressions?

"Counting the birds on this calligraphy and painting, is this obviously a problem?" the crowd whispered.

"You can't count it, maybe people can't count it?

"Not bad, not bad!" several talented people echoed, and their eyes fell on Yang Zheng and Liu Qing.

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Liu Qing kept squinting his eyes and looked at it again, he had been looking at this picture for two days, how many birds, he already knew it, but by feeling, the number he got seemed to be a little wrong, as for where it was wrong, he couldn't say it for a while.

Yang Zheng is still that unhurried look, he doesn't really care about this "Hundred Sparrows", in later generations, kindergartens, primary schools to see the picture, to later learn Chinese painting, I don't know how many calligraphy and paintings I have seen, I don't know how many calligraphy and paintings I have seen, I asked myself as long as it is a Chinese painting, it is not difficult to count a few finches in the painting, so at first he took a cursory look, and at this time he fixed his mind to take a closer look, but he saw the birds and finches of this "Hundred Sparrows", which are scattered and scattered, and there is a great way to do it.

Everyone looked at it for a while, couldn't understand it, shook their heads one after another, and the uncountable talents were even more scolded.

And Liu Qing and Yang Zheng in front of him seemed to be unaware, Liu Qing knew the answer, and the reason why he didn't speak for a long time was not that he had any gentlemanly demeanor, but that there were too many birds in this "Hundred Sparrows", and it was not possible to count them clearly in a while.

Yang Zheng looked at it for a while, while looking for the mystery, while counting the birds painted on the painting, counting six or seven times repeatedly, the initial is still clear, to the end, the more you count, the more dizzy, those fluttering birds, or fighting for branches and wings, or up and down enthusiastic, or pecking on the spot, or or dependent on each other, chirping, as if alive, take a closer look, motionless, to look at the birds when the wings are fluttering, or up and down, a slight pause, and then look at the birds in the painting, has long disappeared, so that the virtual has to be counted again, but to count here, the birds still change, counting to the end, it is very different from the previous numberIn this way, the number of birds is more and more, and in the end, there are many birds, but it is impossible to count the tens of thousands. "Sure enough, there are some doorways?" Yang Zheng muttered, closed his eyes for a moment, and once again set his eyes on the drawing and counted it carefully.

In this way, I counted it several times, but I still couldn't count the reason, but I only knew that the birds in this painting were hundreds away.

"Sister, there are so many birds, can he count the bad guys?" The second lady looked at Yang Zheng standing in front of the drawing, sometimes shaking her head, sometimes sighing, with a painful look on her face, and she couldn't bear it.

The eldest lady shook her head and said: "This bird picture seems simple, but there is a lot of mystery in it, if you can't find the trick from it, I'm afraid you will never be able to count it?"

The second lady stuck out her tongue: "It's so difficult, will the bad guy-?"

The eldest lady has been traveling south and north for many years, and her vision is not comparable to Peng Xiangxiang, although Yang Zheng is a little frustrated, but he has not given up, which means that he has not yet discovered the trick of this "Hundred Sparrows", and it is not impossible to count.

"Don't worry, he's fine!"

The second lady was still a little worried, but she listened to her sister's calm tone and put her mind at ease.

Ahead, Yang Zheng counted a few times again, but the situation was not much better, on the contrary, after counting a few times, he was dazzled, and he didn't know how to count the bird.

After the blink of an eye, the more he counted, the more chaotic he became, and he said in his heart: "If you continue to count like this, I'm afraid that if you count until dawn, you may not be able to count it, so you have to think of a way?"

Many people in the crowd waited for a long time, did not see the two of them say the answer, they were already impatient, scolding and scolding, many talents have long lost their initial enthusiasm, they have sat down to drink tea and chat, Lingyin Temple in order to welcome the Chamber of Commerce, a lot of tables and chairs were placed on this building, the angry crowd began to go their own way, fell into the seats, gossiped with each other, or scolded a few words from time to time, or said a few lewd jokes, causing each other to laugh. The huge building is not like a competition venue, but like a restaurant and tea shop.

"Good words, good words, the three words of the library, the penmanship is charming, vigorous, unique style, in the regular and solemn place to see the chic and innocent charm, it can be said that the pen is mentioned, the words are straight, it is worthy of everyone's penmanship, I don't know when the old man also has this kind of penmanship?" In front of the window on the left, Li Zhuo twisted his long beard, looked at the three words of the library building on the horizontal plaque above the building, and nodded again and again. "Hehe, humble to watch the adult's penmanship tactful, powerful pen, quite a bit of everyone's demeanor, compared to the three words "library building", not bad at all" Zhong Guan smiled and took a sip of tea soup, and praised sincerely.

A hint of pride flashed in Li Zhuo's eyes, and he brushed his long beard and said: "When people practice calligraphy, isn't it not respected by the sage Wang Xizhi, and among the many penmanship, only Wang Youjun's Yongzi Eight Methods have benefited future generations a lot?"

Zhong Guan is very talented, in calligraphy also has a lot of research, this Yongzi eight methods he knows, when Wang Xizhi went to Tiantai Mountain to practice calligraphy, because of the love of calligraphy, he tirelessly practiced every day, kept washing the pen, washing the inkstone, and finally actually dyed a clear pool black, which shows his obsession with the study of calligraphy.

Late one night, Wang Xizhi was still practicing calligraphy, writing one after another on white paper, covering the floor, but he was still not satisfied. Later, I was so tired that I fell asleep on the table. At this time, a gust of wind suddenly blew, and a white cloud floated in, and there was an old man with crane hair and silver hair on the cloud, who looked at him with a smile and said: "I see that you devote yourself to studying calligraphy every day, and you are working very hard. You stretched out your hand. When Wang Xizhi heard this, he stretched out his hand suspiciously. The old man wrote a word on the palm of his hand, then nodded and said, "Your calligraphy skills will get higher and higher." With that, he disappeared into the air. At this time, Wang Xizhi hurriedly shouted: "Where is the gentleman's home?" only to hear a faint voice in the air: "Tiantai Baiyun ......" After watching the old man leave, Wang Xiyi looked at the palm of his hand, it turned out to be a "Yong" word, thought about it all night, and finally understood, horizontal and vertical hooks, dots and skimming, the strokes of the square word and the trick of the shelf structure are all reflected in the word "Yong", which is the Yongzi Eight Methods that have been handed down to future generations. “