The font used in the Song Dynasty was regular script, and it was beautified on the basis of regular script, and the writing was more regular, which is the "Song style character" we use now. Although it is relatively similar to modern writing methods, and many modern Chinese characters have not been simplified, Ru Xuan, who is accustomed to carbon pens, fountain pens and other writing tools, really gave her a headache when she first came into contact with brush characters.

Although when I was in elementary school and junior high school, the Chinese culture classes offered by the school taught some of the basics of writing calligraphy, but it was still very difficult to actually use it. In addition, most of the brushes used in ancient times were made of animal hair through simple alkalizing, which was softer than modern brushes, and it was more difficult to grasp the strength.

No, Ru Xuan was full of energy, her fingers tightly grasped the slender pen shaft, and she was writing "Gift to Wang Lun" upright, stroke by stroke, and she didn't dare to come out of the atmosphere, and fine beads of sweat appeared on the tip of her nose because of excessive nervousness.

It's hard to finish writing, and when I look at it again, every word is crooked, completely untidy, and the strokes of each word are a little stiff, and even some of the strokes are all jagged because the pen is too soft, and the edges of the words are all jagged, which is very ugly.

However, Ru Xuan is still happy to see the "results" of her hard work, everything is difficult at the beginning, just practice slowly, she comforted herself and continued to write.

Next, is Du Fu's "Wangyue", which is also Ru Xuan's favorite five-character poem when she was studying, the so-called "will be at the top of the mountain, at a glance of the mountains" is how reverberating, moreover, Du Fu is introverted, not too flamboyant like Li Bai, but very in line with Ru Xuan's outlook on life.

"Creation-Transformation-Clock-God-Show ......" Ru Xuan bit her lower lip, read word by word, writing stroke by stroke, concentrating, and didn't even notice when someone was standing next to her.

"Yin and Yang cut the dawn!" The man read along with Ru Xuan, and said the second half of the sentence coldly, this one after another doesn't matter, Ru Xuan was startled, the pen in his hand fell, and fell on the book of poems, dyed a large area of black.

"Oops!" Ru Xuan screamed, hurriedly picked up the brush, and used her sleeve to wipe the black ink in a panic, but to no avail, a large piece of ink penetrated several pages of paper, black and swarthy, very abrupt.

This is borrowing someone else's book, and you have to pay it back! Ru Xuan originally felt that she owed too much to Shang Meiren, but now that she has soiled her books, she naturally feels more guilty in her heart.

"Is this book important?" The man looked at Ru Xuan's anxious appearance and asked.

"Of course it's important, this is ......" Ru Xuan replied angrily, but suddenly realized that there was suddenly another person beside her, so she stopped talking and looked up to see who it was.

However, what caught his eye was a smile on Shi Qi's face, and then, Ru Xuan saw that his smile froze on his face, replaced by a look of astonishment.

Ru Xuan was shocked, knowing that Shiqi was puzzled by the injury on his face, so he hurriedly reached out to cover his cheek, lowered his head, and stopped talking.

"What the hell is going on?" Shi Qi frowned and asked softly, "But you were bullied by others in the Huanyi Bureau?" ”

Ru Xuan shook her head, still silent.

Shiqi can be said to be Ru Xuan's first friend in this world except for Huanyi Bureau, although he has met few times, he can obviously feel that he is friendly and helpful, and he is a good person. Ru Xuan even had an inexplicable liking for him, but due to the difference in identity and the fact that Shiqi was not a normal man, Ru Xuan could only treat him as a close friend or a confidante of Lan Yan.

Ru Xuan also thought about how to explain this matter to him so as not to make him feel guilty if she met Shiqi, after all, it was because of the box of incense powder sent by Shiqi that she suffered, but although she had imagined countless scenes and countless kinds of arguments, she never thought that she would meet him in such a place, nor did she think that she would run into him so quickly and without warning.

"You, why are you here?" Ru Xuan didn't want to talk too much about where her injury came from, so she changed the topic and asked in a low voice.

Seeing that she didn't want to explain the situation, Shiqi stopped asking. As for Ru Xuan's question, Shi Qi did not answer immediately, and after a moment of silence, he said lightly: "Today is the day when Concubine Hui entered the palace. ”

"Concubine Hui?" Ru Xuan was puzzled, among the few surviving concubines she knew, she had never heard of Concubine Hui.

As if seeing Ru Xuan's doubts, Shi Qi continued: "Concubine Hui was the most favored concubine of the first emperor when he was alive, and she gave birth to three princes for the first emperor, but the first two died of frailty and illness, only the youngest prince survived, and was extremely favored by the first emperor, but later, Concubine Hui was infected with an incurable disease, which dragged on for half a year, and went west. ”

Between the words, Ru Xuan could clearly feel Shiqi's sorrow, sadness and faint melancholy, but she still didn't quite understand, what did the day Concubine Hui enter the palace have to do with Shiqi?

"Since I entered the palace, I have been serving in the palace of Concubine Hui, the concubine is kind, and she is extremely generous to her subordinates, and we are all grateful, thinking about how to repay the concubine. It's just that when the concubine was here, we couldn't do anything, and now, we can only pay homage. Shi Qi said, a wry smile floated on his lips, put the vermilion lacquer food box in his hand on the stone bench, opened the lid, and laid out the light-colored porcelain wine jug and cup inside.

The master is merciful, and the slave is grateful, it can be regarded as a good story, Ru Xuan thought stupidly.

"How did you find this place?" Shi Qi filled the two wine glasses and asked.

"Well, as you can see, I wanted to find a quiet place to read and practice calligraphy, and by chance, I found this place." Ru Xuan replied honestly, still refusing to put her hand down, but because she covered her cheeks, she couldn't speak properly, and the voice she made was a little weird.

"This lake is called Huiming Lake, which is the place where the emperor and Concubine Hui met for the first time, and it is also the place where they fell in love, but after the death of Concubine Hui, the emperor was afraid of seeing things and thinking about people, so he stopped coming here, and it gradually fell into disuse." Shi Qi said, picked up two wine glasses, stared at Ru Xuan and asked, "Are you willing to worship with me?" ”

The deceased is the greatest, since Shi Qi made an invitation, Ru Xuan naturally has no reason to refuse, not to mention that it is not a trespass to worship a deceased concubine, so she took the wine glass and walked to the lake with Shi Qi.

Shi Qi smiled slightly, which was regarded as gratitude to Ru Xuan, and then walked to the lake, looking at the bush of lotus flowers that were still lush nearby, and he was dazed.