Wei Zheng led Shi Zhiyong to the Heart Cultivation Palace, and when the people saw it, they were deeply shocked, especially when they heard that he was the seventh grandson of Wang Xizhi, they were even more shocked in their hearts. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoSince the death of Wang Xizhi, his posthumous work "Orchid Pavilion Preface" has disappeared in the eyes of the world, and all dynasties and generations have taken the search for the original "Orchid Pavilion Preface" and took it as their own first goal, but unfortunately what they got in the end were fakes, where the "Orchid Pavilion Preface" is located, has always been a mystery.

Now, the appearance of Shi Zhiyong has aroused Li Shimin's nostalgia for "Orchid Pavilion Preface", and there are no less than dozens of copies of "Orchid Pavilion Preface" and the original copy of "Orchid Pavilion Preface" in his hand, but it is not the real book in the end. Hey, maybe I'll never see the real book in my life.

Li Shimin thought to himself, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

Because he admires Wang Xizhi, he naturally can't be slow to treat his descendants, not to mention that this person is still a calligrapher. Li Shimin left him to live in the palace for half a year. In the past six months, I discussed calligraphy, recited poems and paintings, drank tea and played games with him every day, and I was very happy.

On this day, after finishing their political affairs, the people came to visit Master Yongchan again. He was splashing ink and writing something on a pair of white silks. In order not to disturb the Zen master's study, Shimin quietly walked over from behind. The words on the white silk entered the eyes of the people through the refraction of the sun, and the people couldn't help but feel a shock in their hearts......

What was written on the white silk was nothing else, it was the first few words of "Orchid Pavilion Preface": Yonghe nine years, the age is in Guichou, the beginning of twilight spring......

This word is written like a floating cloud, and like flowing water, although I don't know what the real thing looks like, but it is better than the fake. Tang Taizong couldn't help but shout "good". When Master Yongchan saw that His Majesty the Emperor was coming, he put down the pen in his hand, turned around and saluted: "I don't know that Your Majesty is coming, and I have missed the welcome, please forgive Your Majesty." ”

"Excuse me, excuse me." Shimin waved his hand. "I said that the master doesn't have to be formal, but you are still so polite."

"You are the king of a country, how can you say that you are not formal." Yongzen Master is the color of the road.

"In the future, I will forgive you without giving gifts, this ...... It's okay anyway. "Shimin said.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness, it's just ...... Lao Gao has lived here for a long time, if His Majesty allows, Lao Gao wants to say goodbye and return to Yongxin Temple, this time, it has been more than half a year since he left the temple, and in a few days, it is Manjushri's birthday, and the temple will be busy again. ”

"I think you can't get used to living in this palace, so you have to leave after only a few days?" Shimin Road.

"I'm used to living in this palace, but I'm afraid I won't want to leave after I'm too used to it. After all, this palace compound is not a safe place for my monks, so I should have left earlier, I'm afraid that the disciples in the temple are still waiting for me to go back. ”

"Since the Zen master insists on leaving, I can't keep it, see if you write well, can you write a few more copies of this "Orchid Pavilion Preface", I will also leave a thought." Shimin said with a smile. For half a year, the questions that have been buried deep in his heart have tormented him to sleep, but it is difficult to speak, and now, the old Zen master is about to leave, if he doesn't ask at this time, when will he stay?

"If Your Majesty likes it, I'll write a few more." Master Yong did not postpone it, picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and then wrote: ...... It's a sunny day......

Write closed, and put his hands in front of Li Shimin. Li Shimin squinted his eyes, carefully read it from beginning to end, and sighed more and more in his heart, this font, this form, is eight or nine points similar to the real handwriting.

"Old Zen Master, I have always had a question in my heart, I don't know if to ask?" Shimin said tentatively.

"Your Majesty has any questions, but it doesn't hurt to speak." The old Zen master stroked his beard and looked at His Majesty the Emperor with kindness. He knew what His Majesty the Emperor was going to ask, and he had the answer ready.

“…… Old Zen Master, do you have the original copy of "Orchid Pavilion Preface"? As soon as the words came out, Li Shimin felt a little hasty, as if he had left Master Yongchan in the palace and had always coveted the true original of "Orchid Pavilion Preface". But the words have come out, like the water that has been spilled, and no matter what, it will not be recovered.

"Your Majesty, since you have spoken, the old man will not hide it, then the "Orchid Pavilion Preface" is the heirloom of my Wang family, since my great-great-great-grandfather, it has been passed down to me for the seventh generation. In order to carry forward the calligraphy of the ancestors, although the old man was in the temple, he did not dare to slack off for a moment, made at sunrise and rested at sunset, practiced calligraphy for 30 years, and finally wrote a little similar to his ancestors. I have written this "Orchid Pavilion Preface" tens of thousands of times, but unfortunately, it still seems to be a few points behind. ”

When the people heard this, their hearts suddenly beat wildly, it turned out that the real copy of "Lanting Preface" that the world has been chasing is far away in the sky, close in front of them? ! How many emperors want to see its beauty but can't get it, he, the pride of the sky, is actually fortunate enough to be able to witness its beauty, this ...... What a blessing!

Shimin was not shocked in his heart, but on the surface he pretended to be calm, and he tried his best to hide his frantic heart and said: "Old Zen Master, since the real book is in your hands, I wonder if you can let me see its beauty, and it will not be in vain for my worship of the ancestors over the years?" ”

"Your Majesty, Zhu Suiliang, Ouyang asks for a meeting." Before Master Yongzen could answer, Gonggong Gao shouted at a sharp voice outside the door.

"Let them in." Shimin looked at Zen Master Yong and said.

Shi Zhiyong thought that since His Majesty the Emperor had opened Chrysostom, it would not hurt to let him see it. After all, he is a true dragon and a benevolent monarch, so there will be no mistakes in the future.

"Since Your Majesty respects the pen of your ancestor so much, it is also the glory of my Wang family, and Lao Wei is willing to take out the original copy of "Orchid Pavilion Preface" for Your Majesty's imperial viewing."

Hearing this, Li Shimin almost fainted. It's not a dream, his ears aren't out of order, isn't it...... Is this world-class work really going to be visible to the world?

In a trance, Zhu Suiliang and Ouyang Xun had already approached, and after bowing, they knelt on the ground and waited for Li Shimin to be exempted.

Shimin was stunned for a second, and suddenly came back to his senses, and after realizing that he was out of shape, he hurriedly bowed forward and took the opportunity to help the two to cover up his embarrassment.

"Two Aiqing, please get up quickly."

The two stood up and said, "Your Majesty, I heard that a calligraphy master has recently come to the palace, and the two of us have come to visit us, I don't know if it's convenient?" ”

"The two of you came just in time, and Master Yongchan will return to Jiangsu and Zhejiang in a few days, so you can learn from him. Zen master, these two are the best calligraphers in my palace, and I like you Zeng Zeng Zeng on weekdays...... Grandfather's words, now you can meet friends with words, and I am happy to watch the comments on the side. ”

"Where, where, we are here to learn from the Zen master, how dare we get an axe in front of Luban?" Zhu and Ou said in unison.

"Amitabha, you two are too modest, as the saying goes, there must be my teacher in a threesome, everyone can become someone else's teacher, we still learn from each other and learn from each other." Shi Zhiyong holds the rosary beads in his hand, and he has an otherworldly posture in his gestures.

After being polite to each other, several people began to make tea and discuss calligraphy, and wrote their own handwriting to each other for everyone to comment. In short, each has its own strengths and weaknesses.

The next day, Yongzen Master took out the ancestral "Orchid Pavilion Preface" authentic work to Li Shimin to see, Shimin carefully opened on the case, this book of calligraphy masterpieces that have been passed down by the world is displayed in front of the current emperor, so that His Majesty the Emperor sighed. It turns out that the calligraphy is better than the legend, more refined, more legendary, what is like a shock, like a dragon is not exaggerated at all, the people of the world take this world-class work, it is really loved. I read it at night and watched it all night.

"It's a pity that such a masterpiece is not written in a few articles." Wei Zheng said on the side.

"The prime minister is right, and I have this intention." Shimin then ordered dozens of copies of the original copy of the "Orchid Pavilion Preface" to be posted immediately, and distributed them to the ministers of the court and the central government, as well as some royal nobles.

The appointed day with Master Yongzen is coming. According to the agreement, tomorrow the people of the world will have to return this heirloom to Shi Zhiyong, and there will be no chance to see this face again. When the people looked at the original book, they touched the handwriting with their hands, and although two hundred years had passed, the handwriting was still clearly visible, as if it had just been written. It is really unwilling to leave such a treasure in the world.

And the people thought so, that they could not sleep at night.

In the middle of the night, Wei Zheng came. Wei Zheng walked on the road to the palace and guessed eight or nine points. entered the palace to see Li Shimin, and it was really related to "Orchid Pavilion Preface".

"Since the emperor can't make up his mind, let Weichen help you make a decision. You just have to ...... like this" Wei Zheng said the solution by sticking to Li Shimin's ear, and Shimin nodded again and again.

The next day, when Li Shimin saw Shi Zhiyong, he cried and said: "Zen master, I really can't stand you, yesterday I read "Lanting Preface", and I fell asleep when I watched it, but I didn't expect that when I got up in the morning, this, this book became like this." As he spoke, Li Shimin held a pile of scraps of paper to show Master Yongchan. It looks like a rat has been sniffed.

"The rats in this palace are always inexhaustible, and now they are so rampant that they gnaw paper on my case, just now I have asked someone to bring dozens of cats over and let them eat those mice, but you baby, ......"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cat came to the feet of Yongzen Master at some point, erecting a long tail and looking around vigilantly.

Zen Master Yong held these scraps of paper with trembling hands, although he was a little suspicious in his heart, but after all, it was the current emperor standing in front of him, and he did it on purpose, and Shi Zhiyong was not easy to attack. I only blame myself for being negligent and burying the treasures of my ancestors in my own hands. Now it's too late to regret it, and it's too late to say anything.

Shi Zhiyong knelt on the ground with trembling knees, and read to the west: "Old ancestors, it was my old interpretation who was careless and destroyed the things left by the ancestors, I wanted to carry forward my royal calligraphy, but I didn't expect it to make a big mistake, and now, I can only be worthy of my ancestors and ancestors by apologizing for my sins with death." ”