Chang Zhizhou was on the side, but he was very excited. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

He thought to himself that he was a child, and he was half a scholar. When I walked to Chunxiang Building, I saw someone doing a literary meeting inside. The skill in his heart was itching, so he led Cheng Zhibai in. Who knew that as soon as people heard that he was from Shaxi County, they immediately had a nose that was not a nose and eyes that were not eyes.

Chang Zhizhou touched a nose of ash, and took advantage of the excitement to return with a defeat. When I walked to the door, I didn't pay attention to meet someone coming in. He reacted quickly and dodged at once. But Cheng Zhibai, who was following him, bumped into the person who came.

The man didn't ask the reason, he grabbed Cheng Zhibai and was going to beat him. How could Chang Zhizhou let him beat his younger brother. All at once rushed over. Before Cheng Linghui came, he and Wu Moming had already made a few moves in front of Chunxiang Building. This attracted many onlookers.

At this moment, Chang Zhizhou saw it. My mother and this man are old acquaintances. However, he was still not convinced. He was happy to see that Wu Moming made those students in Kaizhou Mansion deflated. But in my heart, I very much hope that Lu Tinghan can be under the prestige of Wu Moming. It's better to lose both.

Cheng Linghui didn't know the young man's mind. She was reluctant to get involved in the dispute between Wu Moming and Lu Xiaoxiao's biological father. After pulling Chang Zhizhou and Cheng Zhibai, he was about to leave this place of right and wrong. I didn't mean that Wu Moming had been paying attention to her for a long time. The figure flickered and stopped her: "Fight with me." ”

Cheng Linghui glared at him.

Wu Moming was the same as if he didn't see it: "Chang Jiwen was exchanged for myself by me, you owe me a great favor." Can you bear to see me trapped here? ”

When Lu Tinghan heard this, he was slightly moved. Unconsciously looked at Cheng Linghui carefully.

Cheng Linghui knew that once he was entangled by Wu Moming, it would be difficult to get out. If he insists on leaving, with his unscrupulous temperament, he doesn't know what he will say or do. After thinking about it, he said: "I can stay, but I am only allowed to fight, and I am not allowed to use force." When the time comes, no matter whether you win or lose, you are not allowed to find someone to settle the account. ”

Wu Moming nodded: "Okay." Turning to Lu Tinghan: "Please ask Mr. for a question." ”

Lu Tinghan said: "The six arts of a gentleman, the number of imperial books is shot by the music." You pick one that you are good at. ”

Wu Moming seemed to smile: "If you really want me to choose, Mr. will suffer." Don't hide it, Mr. Don't hide it, among the six arts, the best thing is the word 'shooting'. If you want to compare, don't talk about opening the state capital, looking at the land of Kyushu, you may not be able to find one who is better than me. Although this is shameless, it is also true. Wu Moming's ability to take care of the house is a secret weapon. The quasi-leader is first-class. Later, although Cheng Linghui injured both wrists, he abandoned the hidden weapon and switched to a musket.

In the past, muskets had to be reloaded with ammunition once they were shot, which was very troublesome. So he switched to the bow and crossbow. His light steel crossbow is unparalleled in the country.

After Wu Moming finished speaking, he successfully saw that the faces of many students changed. Today's people value books and counts, and light and shoot. Wu Moming has just played tricks with Chang Zhizhou on the street, and he is obviously good at kung fu. Selective shooting, it's really a bully. But this is the choice of the big sacrificial wine, and the group of people has nothing to refute.

Wu Moming was very satisfied with everyone's reaction, and when he was satisfied, he changed his words: "However, I said that it is not better than kung fu." Just talk about it. In this way, let's compare it to painting. As the saying goes, reading 10,000 books is like traveling 10,000 miles. The old gentleman must be a person who has read more than 10,000 books and learned five cars. You're probably in the know, too. Let's draw a picture of mountains and rivers.

In the first place, I asked this lady to be a helper. To be fair, the old gentleman should also find a helper. ”

Naturally, everyone knew that he was talking about the woman in front of them.

The scholar who had made a provocative remark against Wu Moming came out of the crowd and said to Lu Tinghan: "Sir, the student recommends himself to you to study ink. ”

Lu Tinghan glanced at him: "You are impetuous, you should drink two more cups of tea to suppress your anger." ”

When Qi Xiu heard this, his face was immediately full of shame: "What Mr. advised." He retreated.

Lu Tinghan said something to the family behind him. In a moment, the family led a little girl of seven or eight years old down from the second floor. The little girl looked like Fu Fan, and her big eyes flickered and flickered very smartly. Seeing Lu Tinghan, he asked, "Grandpa, what are you asking me to come down for?" ”

Lu Tinghan's always gloomy face couldn't help but ease a lot when he saw her: "Grandpa wants to paint, how about you study ink with grandpa?" ”

The little girl said crisply: "I know, you have to compete with that beautiful big brother." After speaking, he walked up to Wu Moming, looked at him carefully from head to toe, and walked back to Lu Tinghan: "Grandpa, when will it start?" ”

Lu Tinghan looked at Wu Moming.

Wu Moming arched his hand and said, "Please." ”

He had his own people with him to prepare a pen and ink paper. The big sacrificial wine of the Purple Mountain Academy came out in person, which is a rare spectacle. The students moved the tables and set up the chairs with the shopkeepers.

Wu Moming rolled up his wide sleeves, stretched out the tips of bamboo shoots, and pinched a wolf hair with his long fingers.

This is the first time Cheng Linghui has seen him put pen to paper. I can't help but be a little curious. Wu Moming smiled smugly at her: "Look at it." "It's like the wind, and it doesn't stop. In less than a quarter of an hour, a hazy mountain came to light.

Looking at Wu Moming again, at this time, there were three or two wolf hairs between the fingers of each hand. He still has one in his mouth and one behind his ear. The previous frivolity is long gone, replaced by concentration.

He is worthy of being a master of hidden weapons, with precise and capable strokes, and he does not drag his feet.

A landscape painting of the sunrise in the east mountains and the water out of the nine rivers gradually revealed under his flying fingertips. Not only Cheng Linghui was surprised, but even the onlookers couldn't help but admire.

And Lu Tinghan is much calmer. I saw that with a few strokes, he drew a vast water sky. Far away from the sky and near the trees, the sunset and the sunset. It is also a landscape painting, but what is displayed in front of people's eyes is diametrically opposed to the strong and vigorous momentum of Wu Moming, giving people an incomparably vast and quiet feeling. When people see it, they can't help but calm down.

About an hour passed. The two of them closed their pens almost at the same time. Wu Moming's wrist flipped, and the wolf returned to its place between his fingers. It's definitely a show, but he has the capital. He spit out the pen in his mouth and handed it to Cheng Linghui: "It's your turn." ”

Cheng Linghui took it: "What words do you want to inscribe?" ”

"Whatever." It's really Wu's name-style answer. These two words alone are enough to push his contempt for Lu Tinghan to a peak. Attracted the onlookers to jump to their feet.

Cheng Linghui thought about it and wrote a poem "You Tianzhu Temple" by the poet fairy Li Bai

Hang the seat Ling Pengqiu, watch the waves and rest the camphor building. The three mountains are moving, and the five horses are traveling together. Tianzhu Forest is in the eyes, and the pine wind is shocking. Look at the clouds and measure the changes, and make the water poor and quiet. Stacked across the sea, when Xuan writes back to the stream. The poem is proud of the clouds, and the fun is full of Wu Zhou.

Wu Moming read the poem and sneered: "Are you trying to persuade me to 'put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground'?" It's a pity you're going to be disappointed. He stretched out a pair of palms carved from white jade: "The Buddha is merciful and there are eighteen arhats, and my hands are destined to be killed." For a moment, there seemed to be an invisible evil aura coming out of his body. The people who had occasionally exchanged heads and ears were suddenly silenced.

Cheng Linghui threw the pen away and ignored him. For a while, there was silence in the Chunxiang Building.

Suddenly, Lu Tinghan's little granddaughter said: "Grandpa, this painting you painted is empty." Shall I draw that beautiful brother? ”

Lu Tinghan said: "Naturally, it's good. He talked to his granddaughter spoiledly, but it was not difficult for people to realize that he didn't actually take Wu Moming in his eyes. Otherwise, how could a little girl be allowed to scribble on her own paintings?

I saw the little girl pick up a pen and draw a boat on the vast water. Not to mention, the boat is really well drawn. Immediately afterwards, the little girl drew a man on the boat. With a few brushstrokes, Wu Moming's demeanor was vividly depicted. If it weren't for the fact that everyone saw the little girl draw it, no one would have believed that it was the work of an innocent child.

Cheng Linghui was amazed, and couldn't help but think of her eldest lady Guan Ju. That's a different, amazing kid. At the age of six or seven, you can take care of the house.

Wu Moming also walked over and looked at himself in the painting, but he didn't show a surprised expression. He smiled at the little girl: "Little sister, you see how lonely my brother is in the painting." Why don't you draw this sister as a companion for your brother? He pointed at Cheng Linghui.

The little girl tilted her head to look at him, rather reproachful: "Didn't you say it earlier? As I said earlier, I'll draw a big boat. Now I only have a small boat, where can I draw my sister? ”

Wu Moming looked at it, and it was really. I can't help but be speechless.

Suddenly, I heard a small voice say, "My mother doesn't be with him." ”

Wu Moming followed the voice and looked at it, and Cheng Zhibai hurriedly shrank behind Chang Zhizhou again.

When the girl saw it, she thought for a moment and said, "Why don't I draw this kid and make a companion for my beautiful brother." ”

Chang Zhizhou heard this and shouted, "It's not good. This is my brother. ”

The little girl said, "In this case, then I won't paint." ”

Wu Moming looked at the painting again and again, and pulled out a smile to the little girl: "You have exiled me alone." After speaking, he bowed his hand to Lu Tinghan, and was convinced: "Sir, I lost." ”

Lu Tinghan's eyes glanced over his face, and finally stopped at Cheng Linghui's face: "I don't know what to call it?" ”

Cheng Linghui hurriedly bowed his hand: "The younger generation's surname is Cheng, and the word is silent." "She used to dress as a man. Acting as a disciple is like flowing water, very smooth. There is no shyness and twisting of a woman.

When Lu Tinghan heard this, he couldn't help but look at her again and sighed: "It's a pity." He took his granddaughter's hand and turned upstairs.

Wu Moming stopped him in one step: "Sir, can you give Gui Mobao to the juniors, it's okay ......?"

He had thought of a lot of modest compliments, but before he finished speaking, Lu Tinghan shook his sleeves and said, "Take it." ”

The students suddenly burst into a burst of regret, only hating the person who asked for the painting, why wasn't it himself? Although Lu Tinghan is not a master of calligraphy and painting, with his identity, he is a highly respected person in Kyushu. Being able to get a painting from him is a rare blessing for scholars.

Wu Mo was famous when he heard this, and he didn't have much joy. Just ask people to put the two paintings away carefully.

Wu Moming got Lu Tinghan's paintings, if he had changed to ordinary people, he would have hid and secretly had fun. But he didn't, he was still thinking about Qi Xiu, who had spoken out to provoke him before. You said that this Qi Xiu was also full. Wu Moming didn't bully men and women, and second, he didn't take it by force, but the color is better, so will he be ridiculed?

Cheng Linghui looked at him and looked into the crowd, and knew that this ancestor was holding back bad water. Sure enough, Wu Moming recognized Qi Xiu from many heads at a glance. Lift up your feet and go that way. It's as if there is no one standing in front of you. No one has reached such a point in his eyes, and he can be regarded as an ancient. It's really hard for him to be respectful to Lu Tinghan before.

Since ancient times, there has been a saying about the spirit of the book business. If a scholar is more energetic, he is no worse than a general. Although Wu Moming and Lu Tinghan lost the competition, they took advantage of it. At that time, people were very grouped.

When the scholars saw him coming, they wanted to stand still. How did they know that this ancestor's dominance was extraordinary. His grandmother, Empress Dowager Lin's family, was unlucky, and none of his hairs were implicated. You may not be able to earn an official position in ten years. He is pampered, and he can easily add a purple robe. For him, don't talk about a few little scholars, even if it is a celebrity family, you have to weigh and weigh.

Sure enough, Wu Moming walked straight forward. and his attendants to make way for him. Although those guards were dressed as civilians, they were all extraordinary, and their waists were sharp. Pulling a few scholars is like a child plucking beans.

Wu Moming walked up to Qi Xiu, stared at Qi Xiu's face and didn't speak.

There are two possibilities when Wu Moming stares and doesn't speak. One is thinking about how to torture the person in front of him, and the other is his own nerves.

Cheng Linghui had suffered under his hands, and couldn't help but worry about Qi Xiu.

Wu Moming stared at Qi Xiu for a moment, and suddenly showed a smile that was enough to turn everyone upside down: "Instead of spending your life in vain, it's better to go home early and pick up the child." ”

This is a vicious statement. Scholars have been in the cold window for ten years, and many people have been admitted from children in the general corner to the elderly, just to get on the dragon list one day. The red robe is added, and the lintel shines. When Qi Xiu heard this, how could he not be angry. But Wu Moming has obviously lost interest in playing with him. Turned around and walked away.

Qi Xiu was furious and was about to catch up and reason with him. Cheng Linghui hurriedly stopped him and persuaded: "That person has a sick brain, don't be like him." ”

Who knew that Wu Moming heard it, and suddenly turned around: "Cheng Mozhi, when did I talk and not speak?" ”

Cheng Linghui was speechless, and when she looked at Qi Xiu again, she couldn't help but show pity in her eyes. Although Wu Moming has all kinds of injustices and is very bastard, he never breaks his word. That's his only merit. He said today that Qi Xiu was not ranked first in his life. Then, as long as he is in the court for a day and has a future of fame, Qi Xiu doesn't have to think about it.

"Do it yourself." Cheng Linghui really didn't know what to say. Even Lu Tinghan, whose protégés are all over the government and the opposition, can't help it, and she can't help it. glanced at Qi Xiu, who was a little dazed, and turned around to greet the two children.

At this time, Wu Moming had already walked up the stairs. Hearing Cheng Linghui's voice calling the two children, his eyes turned around the two children, and then walked back: "I forgot, there are still two juniors here." As he spoke, he touched a piece of jade pendant on his waist and handed it to Chang Zhizhou: "Good boy, the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and he dares to do something with adults." This jade pendant will be a gift for you. ”