"What's so noisy?"

At the turn of the wooden ladder on the second floor, the owner of Banbizhai slowly descended, his hair was gray, and his eyebrows were cold. 》

"Xun Banbi, you came just in time, come and see this word!" The old gentleman holding the Duanmu Ci notebook shouted to the old man as if showing off a treasure.

Xun Banbi, whose real name is Xun Yong, is his nickname, taken from "Banbi Zhai", after all, he is the master of Banbi Zhai, just like Liang Qichao calls himself "the master of the ice room", because the "ice room" is his study.

Xun Yong walked down the wooden ladder and said, "Today I came to see Wang Xianzhi, what is the point of other people's words!" As he spoke, his eyes fell on the book, and—

"Whose word is this? It was also offered by the king? No, it looks like there is quite a right army penmanship, is it really passed on to the two kings? Xun Yong's eyes lit up, "Could it be Ouyang Xun?" ”

The old gentlemen laughed, "Xun Banbi, you are really a word idiot!" I'm afraid I don't even know what my surname is when I see a good character, haven't you found out that this rice paper is yours? And there are no signatures and seals, even the ink is new, and you can't even see this, are you lost? ”

Xun Yong came back to his senses, took a closer look, and found that this rice paper was indeed sold by himself, and the ink smelled of a faint smell of ink, which was indeed freshly baked. Only then did he be a little stunned and said, "It's really true!" I didn't expect that after more than a year, your pen power has improved greatly, and you can catch up with the book saint! Awesome, awesome! ”

The old gentlemen's faces were a little embarrassed, and they couldn't afford to praise themselves and others!

So he smiled, "This time you looked away!" This word is not ours, the writer is someone else! You might as well guess? The tone was quite joking.

Xun Yong groaned very seriously, "Could it be Gu Zhenfeng?" I saw his words last year, has reached the bottleneck, in the next step, the future is limitless, could it be that he finally realized? ”

"It's not." The old gentlemen laughed and shook their heads.

"That's Qi Huangyang, his words didn't get an inch ten years ago, could it be that he turned into a dragon when he encountered a storm?"

The old gentlemen still shook their heads.

Who's that?

Xun Yong was confused.

In the calligraphy world, how can there be a majority of people who can have such a level of pen power? It's just a few people, just a few people, and among those few people, only Gu Zhenfeng and Qi Huangyang's pen power is closest to this character, who is not him?

Xun Yong was too lazy to guess, and he really couldn't bear the curiosity in his heart, so he waved his hand and said impatiently, "You can just say it, so that I can see and understand!" In order to celebrate the birth of Jiacheng, I invited it tonight, and the place is up to the buddies to choose! ”

"I didn't expect that your iron rooster would also be willing to break the fortune one day, so we have to knock on the bamboo pole!" The old gentlemen laughed, and then pointed with their hands, "Far away in the sky, close in front of you!" Hahahaha-"

Xun Yong looked at Duanmu Ci in the direction of his finger, paused for a moment, and then laughed, "Don't tease me!" This kid is so young, it's good to be able to figure out the 'two kings' Fa Ti well! How could it be that he wrote it? ”

Then he laughed for a while, and found that no one agreed, so he stopped and asked very seriously, "Did he really write it?" ”

"Really!" The old guys looked determined.

Xun Yong's expression was strange, "I feel that my decades of calligraphy have been practiced in vain." ”

The old gentlemen nodded thoughtfully, with an expression of "having a kinship", this "young man" is too cruel, they can't resist it at all!

Xun Yong's eyes were dizzy, and he glanced at a piece of ink on the table, as if it had been soaked from rice paper, and couldn't help but be furious, "Who did this?" My table is a Huanghuali bookcase made by the master of the Ming Dynasty! Worth a fortune, who got me dirty? ”

The old man was furious.

Duanmu Ci was a little embarrassed, and just wanted to say something, he was interrupted by an old gentleman on the side, "Xun Banbi, you come over and take a look carefully, and then speak!" ”

Xun Yong walked over with an angry face, and then said "Huh", this doesn't look like ink impregnation.

He turned around and asked Duanmu Ci, "Did you write another pair on the bookcase?" ”

Duanmu Ci shook his head, indicating that he did not.

Xun Yong carefully rubbed the handwriting on the Huanghuali bookcase with his hand, and exclaimed, "What a strong pen power!" It's not messy, and it's not different from what is written on rice paper, amazing! ”

The old gentlemen laughed, "Don't you blame him for defiling your antique desk of the Ming Dynasty this time?" ”

"No blame, no blame!"

Xun Yong looked at the ink on the bookcase carefully, and even took out the reading glasses and magnifying glasses he carried with him from his jacket pocket, put them on the bridge of his nose and held them in his hands to look at them carefully.

For a long time, as if he had made up his mind, he shouted upstairs, "Take the saw down for me!" ”

"Hurry up!"

Xun Yong rolled up the sleeves of the coat on his body to half his arm, and said hehe, "I haven't done carpentry work for more than ten years, I'll try again today to see if the craftsmanship of the year has fallen!" ”

In everyone's puzzled eyes, the guy on the side handed the wooden saw to Xun Yong, Xun Yong sighed deeply, picked up the saw and sawed it down on the precious Ming Dynasty court Huanghuali book case in front of him!

"Xun Banbi, what are you doing? Crazy? The old man on the side stopped Xun Yong with agility, blowing his beard and glaring.

"You dodge!" Xun Yong squeezed people away, "I'm going to see if the legend is true today!" ”

As he spoke, he made a gap in the precious antique furniture of the Ming Dynasty in front of him. Just now, Xun Yong still cherished this treasure like his life, and he was very distressed when he was stained with a little ink, but now he personally sawed it, but he didn't blink his eyes, and he didn't see the slightest distress.

Some of the old gentlemen present were already considering whether to call a doctor

Wei Yue looked at Duanmu Ci with her eyes, meaning to see the good things you did!

Duanmu gave a glare back, what does it matter to me?

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Huanghuali is one of the most precious hardwoods in the world. After two saws, he was out of breath, so he borrowed a carpenter from the next door to continue to work.

Xun Yong commanded the carpenter to cut the Huanghuali bookcase horizontally along a straight line, and each time the blade went deeper, it meant a deeper depreciation of this precious Ming Dynasty antique furniture.

However, Xun Yong was not distressed.

Everyone was confused, they didn't know what Xun Yong was doing, only Duanmu Ci faintly guessed something

Finally, the carpenter cut off a layer of the Huanghuali bookcase in its entirety, revealing the dark brown wood and the dripping ink on the wood

Xun Yong was silent for a long time, and then said word by word, "Enter, wood, three, points!" ”

The crowd was in an uproar.

The idiom of three points comes from Wang Xizhi's allusion.

Of course, this incident is an allusion to others, but it is just a memory for Duanmuci.

That year, the Son of Heaven of Jin wanted to lead the ministers to sacrifice in the northern suburbs and hold a ceremony, and when changing the blessing plate, the Son of Heaven asked Wang Xizhi to write on the woodblock, and then ordered the craftsman to carve. However, when the craftsman was carving, he found that Wang Xizhi's words were soaked under the wood for three points, which shows how strong the pen is!

Since then, there has been an idiom in the world that enters the wood three points.

However, Duanmu Ci knew that this was the truth, it was a real thing, but others may not know it! Some people think that this is a legend, how can a person's pen power be so strong?

Today, however, the legend has returned.

The pen of a thousand years ago appeared in front of them.

If Duanmu Ci's age looks a little younger and a little older, these old guys will almost have to prepare for the pilgrimage!

It's a pity that Duanmu Ci looks too young, and they can't pull this face.

Xun Yong took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled, "It's worth it!" ”

I don't know if he said that he split the table to see the value of the word, or if he can see the value of the word in this life.

The old gentlemen around stared straight at Duanmu Ci, their eyes shining!

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