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"Dad, let me introduce you." Yu Feibai hurriedly said: "This, this is Wang Guankou I mentioned to you, his body is indeed strong enough, he was still lying in the hospital two days ago, and now he is lively and jumping." ”

"Wang Guan ......" Yu Shouzhong groaned and hesitated: "That's the one, pick a lot of leaks?" ”

"Hello!"

At this time, Wang Guan also felt a little flattered, but he didn't expect that a character who has a lot of opportunities would actually know that he is a nobody.

At that moment, Wang Guan hurriedly put the head of the ring into the sheath, and shouted respectfully: "Life...... Chapter 135 is too much to talk about, it is better to defend the middle (ask for a monthly ticket) general. ”

"Hmm."

Yu Shouzhong nodded, looked up and down at Wang Guan, shook his head slightly, and said, "It's a pity." ”

"Dad, what is the pity?" Yu Feibai was puzzled: "Also, Uncle Qi is here, you don't accompany the guests in the study, it seems a little inappropriate to run out alone." ”

In fact, Wang Guan is more or less able to guess what Yu Shouzhong is sorry for. You know, he was still trying to recruit himself to join the army just now. But now, knowing his situation, he decided not to mention it. Presumably, Yu Shouzhong also knows that with his current conditions, it is impossible to agree to enlist in the army and suffer this hardship.

Thinking of this, Wang Guan sighed secretly in his heart, feeling that there was really no simple person in a high position. Not only can you see the subtle things, but also understand human nature better.

"Since you know that there are guests coming, don't be smart, make a pot of tea and go in." At the same time, Yu Shouzhong reprimanded and then took matters into his own hands, took a tea box in the hall and turned around and went up to the second floor.

"Got it." Yu Feibai nodded hurriedly, hurriedly picked up the saucer, put a set of tea sets on it, and went up to the second floor with a look at Wang Guan.

At the same time, Wang Guan's reaction was not slow, following Yu Feibai's instructions, Chapter 135 is too much, it is better to Shouzhong (ask for a monthly ticket) to pick up the electric kettle for boiling water, follow Yu Feibai, walk up the stairs quickly, and enter Yu Shouzhong's study.

The study room is very spacious, with three large bookshelves, and books are stacked neatly and orderly.

Wang Guan visually inspected and found that there were thousands of these books, not to mention them. Moreover, most of them are military series. However, there are also a small number of books such as political history and so on.

At this time, Qi Qingguo was standing next to the desk near the window, holding a broken ink ingot in his hand and carefully grinding it on an inkstone. On the desk, there is also a stack of papers, as well as writing utensils such as brushes, pen washes, and paperweights. Judging by the situation, it seemed that he was planning to splash ink.

Hearing the movement at the door, Qi Qingguo raised his head and said with a smile: "Shouzhong can just pour a glass of water, don't be so polite." ”

"I brought some fresh tea from Beijing so that you can taste it too." Yu Shouzhong smiled and walked to the desk, quickly pulled out a roll of paper, gently spread it on the table, and pressed it with paper.

There was a water dispenser in the corner next to him, and Wang Guan picked up most of the pot of water and put it in the electric kettle to boil. Then, curiously glancing at the desk, he whispered, "They seem to be writing ......." ”

"That Uncle Qi is our family's best friend. When I was in Kyori, I used to exchange calligraphy with my father. Recently, he was invited by the Meishan Calligraphy and Painting Research Association to hold a calligraphy and painting exhibition in Meishan with the theme of Bashu culture. It just so happened that my father came to work in Shuzhong, so he made an appointment to ask for words. Yu Feibai whispered, and quickly set up the tea set.

"Oh!"

Wang Guan nodded slightly, and suddenly, he saw Yu Shouzhong take a new pen from the pen holder, then put it in the pen wash, soak it in water for a while, and then immediately take it out, and then use scissors to cut off the part of the nib.

Seeing this, Wang Guan was surprised: "Why do you want to cut off the nib?" ”

"What else can I do, write a flying white book." Yu Feibai said, his tone awkward.

Wang Guan immediately laughed, and immediately came to his senses, Yu Feibai once mentioned that his father was better at flying white books, so he simply gave him the same name.

If you want to talk about Feibaishu, Wang Guan also has a little understanding.

It seems to be Cai Yong, a great calligrapher in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, by chance, saw the craftsmen outside the door using a broom dipped in lime to paint the wall.

As a result, Cai Yong was inspired, practiced, and finally created the special brushwork of Feibaishu.

However, Wang Guan had heard a lot about Feibaishu's reputation, but he had never seen how it was written with his own eyes, so he was very curious now, and asked softly, "Can we go over and observe it?" ”

"Absolutely." Yu Feibai said with a smile: "He is willing to write, just because he wants others to read it, and he wishes that more people would appreciate it." ”

While speaking, Yu Feibai got up, walked quickly to the desk, and worked for Yu Shouzhong in a decent manner, tidying up the messy papers.

At the same time, Wang Guan also walked over, just in time to see Yu Shouzhong lifting the pen and dipping it in a little ink, and then licking the pen on the inkstone while adjusting the pen edge.

After a while, Yu Shouzhong's wrist was lightly raised, the pen was hanging in the air, and after a little brewing, he immediately fell down. The half-blunt tip of the pen roams the paper, and in a few strokes, the ink in the pen is exhausted, leaving a wisp of withered white.

Watching Yu Shouzhong write, the pen is thick and inky, and after a few turns, it fades. The dry silk is parallel, and the strokes at the turning point are prominent, which produces strength in the writing and makes the font form a momentum of take-off. Wang Guan watched from the side and felt that these fonts were sometimes rigorous and dangerous, and the inside was beautiful and elegant, with an indescribable charm.

Soon after, Yu Shouzhong stopped, put the pen on the shelf, took two steps back, looked at his work, and looked a little satisfied with his eyebrows.

"There will be times when the wind and waves will be long, and the clouds will sail into the sea."

At this time, Qi Qingguo read lightly and couldn't help but praise: "Shouzhong, your hand is flying white book, and your pen power is becoming more and more exquisite." There is the image of a dragon and snake fighting, the clouds and mist are light and thick, the wind is whirling and the electricity is jī, and it is chic and free......"

"Qingguo, you've said that." Yu Shouzhong shook his head1 and said humbly: "Although my Feibai Book is good, it has not reached the level you said. ”

"It's not that far off."

Qi Qingguo said with a smile: "It's a pity that you can't concentrate on studying calligraphy, otherwise you would have become a famous master a long time ago." ”

"I never dared to hope for the reputation of a generation of famous artists."

Yu Shouzhong smiled: "Qingguo, you don't have to hold me anymore." What level of my words, I know in my heart. can barely take it out to meet people, but compared with the famous masters of the Tang and Song dynasties, there is a difference of 108,000 miles. ”

"Hehe......"

Qi Qingguo smiled and didn't say anything more. Yu Shouzhong's handwriting is indeed good, and he is also sincerely admired in his heart.

However, after all, he is a literati, and he also has a bit of literati arrogance, he really can't wipe his face, and he said against his will that this word can be compared with Tang Songfei's white masters.

"Qingguo, what do you think?"

At this time, Yu Shouzhong asked: "If you think it's okay, then I'll pay for it." ”

Qi Qingguo was overjoyed, nodded and said, "Okay, there is this calligraphy, which is enough for me to explain the past." ”

When Yu Shouzhong heard the sound, he immediately took a smaller brush on the pen stand, dipped the pen in ink, and wrote the year, month and day in the lower left corner of the paper. Then, Yu Feibai next to him took out a delicate box in the drawer of the desk.

Open the lid of the box, there are two seals in it, one side and one round, it is jade, crystal white and snow-white, reflecting a warm and soft light in the sun, and you can know that it is the best white jade at a glance.

Yu Shouzhong picked up a seal, dipped it in bright red ink, and then pressed it steadily. The Yang script immediately appeared in the blank space of the page. Then, Yu Shouzhong picked up another seal and put it next to it again.

Wang Guan looked curiously, and saw that on the two bell prints on the staggered distribution paper, the bright red imprints seeped into the paper, which was very clear and distinct. Among them, each side of the seal has four characters, and the two sides are eight characters.

"It's better to be in the middle than to talk too much."

Wang Guan carefully identified it and read it silently in his heart. At the same time, he also felt that these eight words seemed to have some deep meaning. Later, when I went back, I checked the information and found out that these words came from Lao Tzu's "Dao" Dejing.

It is better to keep in the middle than to hear more and be poor. It means that the multiplicity of decrees will make people more confusing and unworkable, so it is better to keep quiet. At that time, Wang Guan understood, == why Yu Shouzhong engraved these two seals. Or, not only because it contains his name, but also because of his attitude towards politics.

"Qingguo, come over for tea."

After stamping the seal, Yu Shouzhong wiped his hands with a towel, and found that the water was boiling, so he walked to the side of several cases and made tea. The boiling water is flushed, the steam is misty, the tea fragrance is overflowing, and the spleen is refreshing.

"I'm really embarrassed to keep the center."

Qi Qingguo walked over, picked up the cup, drank the tea in one gulp, and sighed with a little apology: "Riddled with mundane things, sit for a while, it's time to leave again." Wait a minute, I will visit Mr. Ren's house and ask him to give him Mobao. ”

"So busy?"

Yu Shouzhong frowned and said, "Aren't you an invited guest?" How can it make you run legs. ”

"This is my next errand that I volunteered to do." Qi Qingguo said with a smile: "After all, I have been away from my hometown for a long time, and it is rare to come back once, so I naturally want to do something for my hometown fathers." ”

"Hmm." Yu Shouzhong nodded, somewhat understanding.

Compared with the Meishan Calligraphy and Painting Research Association, Qi Qingguo, who hung the title of national master of arts and crafts, has a greater face, and it is easier for him to preside over the exhibition and invite guests.

"Let's replace the wine with tea here first, and say I'm sorry." At the same time, Qi Qingguo drank another cup of tea, got up and said goodbye: "When the calligraphy and painting exhibition is over, I will come to the door to make amends." ”

"You're busy, we'll get together again." Yu Shouzhong didn't mind, stood up, rolled up the flying white book that had dried, and sent Qi Qingguo downstairs and out of the door.

Yu Feibai and Wang Guan naturally followed Ping to see each other off.

When he said goodbye at the door, Qi Qingguo said with a smile: "The calligraphy and painting exhibition will be held in three days, and you have only been in office for a short time, so you must have no time." If you are interested, you can go to Meishan to visit. ”

"Meishan ......."

Yu Feibai groaned slightly, glanced at Wang Guan, and immediately agreed: "Okay, there is no problem, I will definitely go when the time comes." ”！！！