Qingyu took a deep look at Ziyan, and when he met her wise eyes, he couldn't help but feel a little weak, he really couldn't figure out how Ziyan's resourcefulness could be so much higher than his own.

"Senior brother, don't worry about those junior brothers and sisters below, whether they are good or bad to Su Meng, you must have enough respect for her. The reason why you let her face her for the past two days is just to impress her. Ziyan smiled and stuck out her tongue mischievously.

Qingyu was speechless, and she had been watching her jokes for the past two days.

"Aren't you afraid that Senior Sister Su Meng will have a bad impression of me?" Qingyu shook his head, recalling what he said every time he met Su Meng, except for being a little arrogant, there seemed to be nothing wrong with it.

"No, Senior Sister Su Meng is not a person who holds grudges, Senior Brother should now think about how to please her." Ziyan threw him a teasing look and floated away.

Ziyan twisted her body and left, thinking back to Senior Brother Qingyu waiting stupidly at the sect master's door for half an hour, she obviously knew the intentions of the sect master and the great elder, but she still wanted to see him laugh, well, I really felt that I was getting worse and worse.

Qingyu was full of entanglement, with a sad face. What is the identity of Senior Sister Su Meng, who can make the sect master treat her differently, and also give her the yellow fish. It seems that he can't just blindly practice penance, it's time to learn from Ziyan's sister about human sophistication.

Su Meng returned to her room, stretched her body, yawned lazily, and needed to find a calligrapher to practice calligraphy in the afternoon.

Yu Shang, the guest of Lingyun Sect, a disciple who loves calligraphy in the general education, writes vividly with eight points in one hand, although it is not as famous as Master Yiguan, but it also has an extremely high reputation.

Su Meng was dressed in white, with a jade crown in her hair, in good spirits, and after asking Ziyan, she headed towards the deepest courtyard in the sect.

But all hermits like to be quiet, so the deepest courtyard in the general office has become the special residence of the guest secretary.

Although it is winter, the forest is forested, the road is long and obstructive, and there are a few pools of water on the way, so you can imagine that this place must be extremely beautiful in summer.

Su Meng came to a courtyard, looked up and saw a plaque hanging on the door of the simple courtyard, the word "Library" in a big book, Su Meng smiled lightly, this name is really casual, and I don't want to have a nickname.

But the word, three points into the wood, strong and powerful, it can be seen that the person who writes the plaque has profound writing skills, Su Meng looked at it and nodded in praise.

Su Meng took two steps forward and buckled the wooden door with traces a few times, and after a while, a young man dressed as a scholar opened the door and looked down at Su Meng.

"Hello Childe, I am Su Meng, a disciple of the sect master, and I have come to learn words from Mr. Yu." Su Meng arched his hand.

The scholar seemed to get the news, and he didn't say much, made a gesture of please, invited Su Meng to come in, closed the door casually, and then led Su Meng into the courtyard.

The bamboo shadow in the courtyard is mottled, but it is a little similar to her Yulin Pavilion, the difference is that her palace is magnificent, and the simple house here cannot be compared, here is more comfortable and quiet than Yulin Pavilion.

When she entered the house, Su Meng saw that there were only a few desks and three bookshelves in the house, and there was nothing else.

An old man in his last years looked at Su Meng with a sparkling gaze, Su Meng hurriedly gathered his mind and saluted, "Hello Mr. Yu." ”

"Sit!" Yu Shang didn't take it seriously, turned his head and said to the scholar: "Qingran, serve tea." ”

Su Meng bowed, thanked him, and came to a desk and knelt on the cushion.

"I heard the sect master say that you like calligraphy, but I don't know whose characters you have been there and how long you have been there." Yu Shang's eyes were far away, and he saw that Su Meng felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember when he had seen it for a while.

Su Meng replied: "It has been seven years since I was a child to learn the words of Master Yiguan. ”

The emperor has high expectations for Su Meng, the princes entered school at the age of six, and he also let Su Meng enter school at the age of six, and now she is thirteen, and it is seven years now.

Yu Shang's eyes froze, Shi Yiguan? Could this child be the son of a big family? But what can make the sect master value is that he is afraid that his status is not low.

"Okay, then you can write a verse, and I will look at your handwriting, so that I can teach you again." Yu Shang pointed to the pen and ink on the table and said.

"Yes!" Su Meng was not polite, sat up straight, leaned over to get the water spoon, scooped up a third of the spoonful of water, pointed into the square inkstone, and then took the ink strip of the crane to offer his life, and grinded it on the inkstone.

Yu Shang nodded, grinding ink is an introduction to learning calligraphy, if you want to write a good hand, grinding ink is essential.

Su Meng picked up the pen and wrote on the unfolded paper:

The leaves are pale, the white dew is frost, the so-called Yi people, on the water side. Tracing back to it, the road is obstructive and long. Tracing from it, it is like being in the middle of the water.

The pen is graceful like a swimming dragon, the air is like a long river, the gesture is euphemistic and subtle, beautiful and beautiful.

As soon as she finished writing, Yu Shang asked her to stop writing, picked up the paper to study it carefully, nodded and praised: "Seven years, the pen style has three points of Shi Yiguan, not bad!" If you practice more diligently, you will definitely have more style. ”

"Mr. Yu has won the award." Su Meng, who was praised, was triumphant and had a sense of high spirits.

Qing Ran came in and brought the tea table, with a pot of tea and a cup on it, hearing that Yu Shang was praising Su Meng, he couldn't help but subconsciously look towards Su Meng's words, and sure enough, it was a beautiful little word.

Yu Shang simply took a chair and sat next to Su Meng and explained to her about Shi Yiguan, the more she understood, the more Su Meng understood Shi Yiguan's words, and as time passed, an hour soon passed.

"Why don't you learn any martial arts and piano skills from the sect master, you live with me, and I teach you calligraphy every day, okay?" Yu Shang was very satisfied with Su Meng, her sincere and humble desire to study, as well as her talent to be smart and clear, made him feel very happy to teach Su Meng.

"Mr. Yu, if you think about it, Master will not agree." Su Meng smiled apologetically, calligraphy and piano art are her favorites, but the sect master wants to make martial arts her major course.

Maybe in the eyes of the sect master, she really needs martial arts to protect herself!

"It's a pity!" Yu Shang sighed and could only watch Su Meng leave.

"Master, Senior Sister Su Meng is extremely talented, I think she will definitely become Master's most proud disciple." Qing Ran was gentle and said with a smile.

"Qing Ran, your talent is not bad, you need to work harder. It's a pity that she is a woman after all, otherwise ......" Yu Shang sighed again, shook his head and turned towards his bedroom.

Qing Ran found that his master's figure was even more powerful.

Su Meng didn't know that Yu Shang's evaluation of herself was so high, and she felt that she had made great progress by following Mr. Yu's calligraphy.

With a happy face, when he came to the master's courtyard, he didn't knock on the door and went straight in, and when he saw the great elder Liu Yanlin inside, he was instantly stunned, and said with some embarrassment: "Master, the great elder is good." ”

The corners of Liu Yanqing's mouth twitched, and he pulled out a smile and said, "Disciple, is it okay to knock on the door next time?" ”