Whether in his previous life or in this life, Qin Ying has never studied calligraphy much.

She has always felt that words are just a tool for communication between people, and it is enough to write words that make people look almost good, and there is no need to pursue the ultimate beauty.

But now that she met Lord Ouyang, who regards calligraphy as his love of life, he asked him to comment on this fragment of "Lingfei Sutra", Qin Ying can't fool the past anymore.

So she sat down on a broken bamboo leaf, stretched out her right hand, touched the strong and powerful nicks with her five fingers, and looked at Lord Ouyang after a long silence: "I haven't seen you for a long time, Mr.'s inscription is further than before." Since Lord Ouyang had called out his name accurately, Qin Ying felt that he had to dutifully play the role of "Qin Ying" he knew.

Lord Ouyang touched his beard and said with a smile: "The old man actually heard in his lifetime that Qin Ying, you crazy boy praise people, it's really rare. ”

She silently said: The Qin Ying you know is actually an arrogant bastard with eyes above the top?

In order to erase Lord Ouyang's bad impression of "Qin Ying", she hurriedly answered, pointing to the words on the stone tablet, and said sincerely: "You used to say that the point is like a falling stone from the peak. The vertical hook is like the first moon in the sky. Isn't that exactly what happened? ”

"Hmm......" Lord Ouyang thought about it against his forehead, and gradually showed a hesitant look, "The old man doesn't remember saying this. ”

Qin Ying's heart skipped a beat, and a huge sense of panic came to her face.

The point is like a falling stone from a peak. The vertical hook is like the first moon in the sky. Across a thousand miles of clouds. erected like a withered vine of long live. The oblique hook is loose and folded, and it hangs on the stone cliff. The horizontal hook is like a crossbow hair. The sword cuts off the horns and tusks of the rhino elephant. One was often written three times.

This is the calligraphy song that Lord Ouyang liked to hang on his lips the most in his previous life. He has always been strict and upright, and he suddenly smiled as he recited the song, which caused the edicts to look sideways.

Because this song recipe has eight sentences, it is also nicknamed "Eight Tips".

In the previous life, Lord Ouyang cherished the Eight Secrets so much, how could Lord Ouyang not remember it in this life?

She had been confused by the difference between her past and present lives, and her expression on her face began to appear a little unnatural.

Seeing Qin Ying's disastrous look, Su Huan stepped forward and bowed his hand to Lord Ouyang: "Qin Zhizhao just arrived here today, and his spirit is not very good, and he needs to rest more." So-and-so took him down first. ”

Lord Ouyang shook his head as if he felt regretful, picked up the hammer he had put in his hand, and continued to beat the stele.

Qin Ying was helped out of the small bamboo forest by Su Huan, and she was so shocked that she lost all her strength.

Su Huan was silent all the way, and finally opened his mouth in front of the secluded "Xunzi wing": "Don't be too surprised." Lord Ouyang, he ...... Mental confusion. It is common not to recognize people or to recognize them indiscriminately. ”

She struggled to get rid of Su Huan's support, and covered her somewhat swollen head to sort out her thoughts.

――It turns out that in this life, Lord Ouyang is delirious. Maybe he didn't know Qin Ying, but he had heard the name, and when he saw him, he casually called it out, but he mistakenly recognized the right person.

But delirium raises another problem.

Tang Law stipulates that officials are not allowed to serve while sick. How did Lord Ouyang become a fish that slipped through the net?

After taking the poisonous decoction of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, she rested for a total of five days. If it weren't for the fact that she got better quickly, let alone being promoted to the Hanlin Academy as a sixth-rank edict, her original position as a ninth-grade physician would definitely be stripped off.

Qin Ying told Su Huan about his thoughts, and he explained as follows: "The people from the Imperial Medical Department came over to ask Lord Ouyang's pulse. No problems were diagnosed. But anyone with a discerning eye can sense that Lord Ouyang is a little abnormal. ”

"If the people in the Imperial Medical Department are not different in medical skills, or the Imperial Medical Department has received some benefits, and deliberately concealed Lord Ouyang's illness, so that he can continue to be an official in the court." Qin Ying sighed.

Su Huan sneered, and turned his gaze to the side contemptuously: "Staying in the Hanlin Academy can also be regarded as serving in the court?" It's just a golden cage that imprisons people. As if he felt that he shouldn't instill negative thoughts with Qin Ying, who had just come to report on his work, he coughed a few times and said, "Lord Ouyang is like this, you can just be on duty according to the notice in the front yard of the Hanlin Academy, and there is no need to disturb him without special circumstances." ”

She nodded obediently, indicating that she understood.

Seeing this, Su Huan covered Qin Ying's bun with his hand, touched her for a while and smiled, a pair of peach blossom eyes rippling with intoxicating water: "You are a Taoist, it's quite different from Li Chunfeng's annoying guy, maybe we can become friends in the future." ”

"How do you see that?" Qin Ying raised her face and asked in surprise.

He blinked his bright eyes, his fingers stayed on the top of Qin Ying's hair, and he removed a white jade hairpin: "Taoist people tie their hair crowns backwards, and this hairpin is inserted from left to right to show that he was born." Didn't your master tell you about this implication? ”

Qin Ying looked blankly at the hosta he had removed, and after coming back to his senses, he grinded his teeth and muttered about his master Ning Fengzi, who he hadn't seen for a long time and was thousands of miles away.

-- I had given him an apprenticeship in a serious way, and I had been practicing the Tao for a hundred years under his seat. But in the past 100 years, he has not even talked about the most basic common sense. It's so irresponsible.

At this time, the person who drank Qinxi's newly brewed peach blossom wine on Zhangren Mountain sneezed heavily.

Ning Fengzi rubbed the slightly reddened tip of the pen, and shook his other wrist, trying the depth of the wine in the pot. Finding that there was only one bottom left in the pot, he reluctantly walked out of the Huying Pavilion and followed the mountain path to find Qin Ying's sister Qin Xi.

Qin Xi and Ming Li live together in Chaoyang Cave. When Ning Fengzi opened the bamboo curtain and entered the hole, the two of them happened to be cleaning up the pots and bowls after breakfast, and they just cleaned up.

Ning Fengzi's gaze skipped this scene without leaving a trace, and he felt that if he saw too much of these two people's fancy show of affection, sooner or later he would have the eye of a needle.

He leaned against the entrance of the cave and complained to the sky: "After the star disciple is gone, the little things like drinking have to be done by the father-in-law, and this day is unbearable." ”

Qin Xi saw Ning Fengzi visiting, put the two pottery bowls into Ming Li's arms, raised his eyes and replied: "She has served you for a hundred years, why is it not enough?" ”

Saying that, she walked out of Chaoyang Cave and led Ning Fengzi to the wine cellar.

Because Ning Fengzi, the mountain god of Zhangren Mountain, always secretly scooped the wine he brewed for Mingli, when she and Mingli wanted to drink, they often found that the wine cellar was empty. She locked the door of the wine cellar, so that when Ning Fengzi was drinking, she first came to Chaoyang Cave to ask herself.

Ning Fengzi has lived for thousands of years, and his face has also increased with age. He solemnly said with a serious face: "Of course it's not enough, I wish she would stay by my side for the rest of my life." ”

"The more you talk about it, the more outrageous it becomes." Qin Xi filled a pot of elixir for Ning Fengzi, wiped the wine stuck to his fingers with a hand towel, and interjected in a low voice when he heard the words.

"It's lovely." He replied with a grin.

"Do you know that there is a word in the market called Lao Bu Shay, which talks about people like you." Qin Xi gave Ning Fengzi a fierce look.