Outside the mountain behind the inner courtyard of the Li family, there is a silent bamboo forest, a three-story antique small building in the depths of the bamboo forest is standing there, surrounded by emerald green bamboo, which makes this inconspicuous small building immediately have a little more spring interest, especially hidden with a few large black water tanks on the left side of the bamboo forest, the clear pool water in the past, I don't know when it has begun to become dark, making this bamboo forest a little more quaint.

The young lady of the Li family likes calligraphy on weekdays, and worships the calligraphy of Wang Xianzhi, the seventh son of the sage Wang Xizhi, and I heard that when Wang Xianzhi was in his teens, he thought that he wrote well. One day, he went to ask his father, "Isn't it good enough to practice my calligraphy for another three years?" Wang Xizhi smiled but did not answer, and his mother shook her head and said, "Far away!" Xianzhi asked, "Then, what about the five years?" Mother's head was still shaking. Xianzhi anxiously asked: "Then how many years can you practice good calligraphy?" Then he asked, "Dad, everyone says that you write well, so what's the secret?" Wang Xizhi looked at his son and thought that this calligraphy did not have solid basic skills, how could it be in people's eyes, so he walked to the window, pointed to a row of large tanks in the courtyard and said: "You, after writing the eighteen large tanks of water, the characters can have a skeleton and stand firm!" Wang Xianzhi was very unconvinced when he heard this, and secretly decided to show his parents some skills.

So he followed his father's request every day, starting with basic strokes, and practiced hard for five years. One day, he showed his father his "painstaking" work. Wang Xizhi did not make a sound, after reading, he saw that the "big" word frame was tight and loose, so he picked up the pen and added a little below, which became the word "Tai", and then returned all the manuscripts to Xianzhi. Xiao Xian's heart was a little unpleasant, and he showed all the words to his mother. The mother pondered carefully, and only sighed for a long time before saying, "My son has written for a thousand days, but there is only one thing that looks like Xi. "Xianzhi took a closer look, and was stunned! It turned out that the point that my mother was referring to was the point that Wang Xizhi added under the big characters! Xianzhi's face was full of shame, and he felt that his writing skills were far behind, so he threw himself into the study, studied ink every day, and studied hard. The smart Wang Xianzhi deeply realized that there is no shortcut to writing, only the word "diligence".

I don't know how many days and nights have passed, and his calligraphy has grown greatly. Later, he finally became a world-famous calligrapher, on the same level as his father, and was praised by later generations as the "two kings".

Miss Li was inspired by Wang Xianzhi's hard practice of eighteen cylinders of clear water for a while, and a few years ago, she also let the people of the house prepare three large vats, filled the three large vats with clear water, and also wanted to emulate Wang Xizhi's practice pen eighteen cylinders of clear water, but unfortunately, I wrote a few times, washed the lake pen a few times, and never used it, and there was no half of Wang Xianzhi's demeanor.

Although this is the case, but no one in the Li family dares to go to the three large tanks to mess around, for fear of damaging the three cylinders of clear water, although the eldest lady does not have the perseverance of Wang Xianzhi, but there is still a little bit of washing for calligraphy in her bones, and she also comes to practice a few strokes on weekdays, saying that Wang Xianzhi practiced eighteen cylinders of clear water into everyone's story, it has been so quiet here, just like a beautiful landscape painting.

But today, there is less quiet here, early in the morning by the Li Mansion on the people, the maid decorated all around, first on the brittle bamboo around the three large vats, hung on the calligraphy that the eldest lady thinks is well written on weekdays, these calligraphy are copied calligraphy Wang Xianzhi's penmanship written, Wang Xianzhi began to learn calligraphy when he was seven or eight years old, learned from his father, highly talented, keen to innovate, transferred to Zhang Zhi, and created a cursive script connected up and down, Mei Yan even surpassed his father, poor and holy, and his father with the same name "two kings". There was a Jin dynasty, and it almost became the world of Wang Xianzhi. It was not until the Tang Dynasty, when Taizong of the Tang Dynasty tried his best to praise Wang Xizhi and belittle Wang Xianzhi, that some calligraphy critics began to think that Wang Xianzhi's calligraphy was inferior to that of his father Wang Xizhi. But the Northern Song Dynasty calligrapher Mi Fu, mainly to Wang Xianzhi to learn, in the literati status is very high, Miss Li because of the love of calligraphy, weekdays also from the ink left not much, practice some, although not as famous as the master, but in the charm, there are a few similarities, used to decorate such a scene today is the most suitable, for a time the bamboo forest is full of Miss Li's ink treasure.

Most of the people who came today are talented children, and they are very satisfied with the layout in this bamboo forest, but a few sons who do not read much, look at the scene in front of them, and see that the wall lamps are hanging high, in addition to the bamboo, there are three large vats, and the water in the jars is still very dark, and they can't help but be a little dissatisfied, and shout: "

I'm here to see the eldest lady of the Li family, not to see calligraphy, so hurry up and the eldest lady of the Li family come out and take a look with us, so that we can marry back home? “

But the servants and subordinates on the field did not pay attention to their shouts, they were busy arranging the tables, chairs and benches, and on the three large vats, the desks were set up, and a big charcoal stove was placed in the middle of the desk, and the red charcoal fire was boiling the tea soup, and the bursts of white mist rose and fell in the surrounding bamboo forest, which showed the classical meaning more and more.

Shen Gongzi shook the paper fan lightly, looked at the surrounding scenery in his eyes, the green bamboo around was full of greenery, just right to hide the small building and it, and not to cover up the russet small building, making the small building a little more mysterious, couldn't help but nodded secretly, and said in his heart: "It is said that the eldest lady of the Li family is not lost to Xue Tao in her chest, Li Yi'an, I didn't believe it in the past, today I read this calligraphy, and then look at the layout here, it seems that the eldest lady of the Li family has no less worries and sorrows on weekdays, and recited poems, so to speak, This Li family's eldest lady is not worth her name? Listening to the shouting of a few talented people on the side, the secret joy in my heart, these old and coarse, what poetry and songs, calligraphy and pictures? I'm afraid that the name of a talented son is also self-proclaimed, and I don't know how he got into here-? ”

A few sons seem to be used to being arrogant on weekdays, and when they saw what they just said, they didn't pay attention to it, and they couldn't help but be a little annoyed, and one of them suddenly stood up with an angry face, and shouted angrily: "This son is talking to you, are you deaf or dumb, why don't you answer?" ”

This small bamboo forest is the boudoir of the eldest lady of the Li family on weekdays, except for very few people in the house who can come, no one comes, and so many people suddenly come today, although it is for the eldest lady's recruitment, but these servants, subordinates, and maids did not show any surprise, and even for these talents, the son did not have half a point of enthusiasm.

Except for those sons and talents, the rest of the sons saw the ignorance of these servants, subordinates, and maids one by one, and they felt a little pampered and not surprised, but they didn't dare to be unreasonable at will.

Probably because the son's words were too loud, so he ignored it, and it was a little unreasonable, among the busy servants, a middle-aged man walked over without hurry, this man was about forty years old, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, although he was dressed in a subordinate costume, but his demeanor and demeanor were more like a scholar than the scholar who scolded.

He stepped forward, hugged his fists at the scholar without humility or arrogance, and said, "What do you have to say?" ”

The boy was holding his breath, and he was busy early in the morning, his mouth was already dry, and he was very hungry, so he glared at the man angrily and shouted: "You see that it's not too early, you hurry up and let your eldest lady come out quickly, so that the question can let the son pass this pass, hug the beauty earlier, and save the son from being thirsty?" “

As soon as these words came out, they immediately caused everyone to laugh, and a son who was good friends with him shook a paper fan and laughed, and said: "Brother Li Hai, I don't think it's thirsty or thirsty, I heard that this eldest lady of the Li family is slender, elegant in demeanor, and even more beautiful in appearance, not to mention this talent in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. "Haha-ha-ha-?"

Li Hai's face turned red, and the paper fan was lightly tapped a few times in the palm of his hand, and he laughed: "A first-class woman like Miss Li's family, why not me who is thirsty, aren't you too?" ”

There was another burst of laughter.

The man's face was a little angry, but today is a good day for his own young lady to recruit relatives, these sons, talented people are all admired, and the people who can enter their own young lady's bamboo forest are also people who have passed the three levels, maybe who is the husband of his own young lady, if he offends him, it will not be easy to see each other in the future, he smiled at the moment, and said: "It turns out that your sons are thirsty and hungry, is it the villain's mistake?" After speaking, he arched at the sons, turned to the busy maids, and said, "Cook, serve tea to the sons, some snacks, melons and fruits?" ”

As soon as the words fell, a few maids immediately walked up, and greeted everyone slightly, and a maid whispered: "My young lady is dressing up, I'm afraid it will be a while to come out, please drink some tea and soup first, eat some snacks, and wait for you to eat and drink enough, and it will be better to pass the test later, right?" ”

Everyone listened to her soft tone and was born delicate, and a few sons who wanted to take the opportunity to laugh stopped moving for some reason.

Note: Wang Xianzhi's posthumous ink is very little preserved, and the number is far less abundant than that of Wang Xizhi. Because Tang Taizong depreciated it and did not buy his books, the writings of the kings of the inner palace "only existed". The calligraphy of the early Song Dynasty, and the "two kings", Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi paid attention to Han ink, purchased the ink of the ancient emperors and ministers, and ordered the king of the book to copy and engrave ten volumes, which is the famous "Chunhua Pavilion Post". "All ministers ascend to the second mansion, and they will be given." Half of the posts are the works of the "two kings". There are 73 pieces of Wang Xian's calligraphy alone, and more than 20 pieces of calligraphy are verified by later generations as forgeries or written by others, during the Xuanhe period of the Northern Song Dynasty, the calligraphy of Wang Xian of Song Huizong is good, and the calligraphy of Wang Xian collected in the "Xuanhe Book Book" has increased to more than 80 pieces. However, the vast majority of these inkblots have not been preserved, and the only remaining inkblot books, no more than seven, and all of them are facsimiles. Fortunately, there are still some authentic engravings in the past dynasties. Let's take a look at the penmanship of this great calligrapher!