Wang Ningzhi was caught by him and couldn't bear it, and said with a bitter face: "Yuan Gui spreads his hands first, and my hands are about to be broken." ”

Xie An, Zhi Daolin and the others didn't expect Xuanyuan Po to be so excited, and they all looked at him. Xuanyuan hurriedly let go of his hand: "I'm sorry, I'm too anxious." ”

Wang Ningzhi said: "I was a child to hear Jiazun say, once he stayed overnight in Tiantai Mountain, practiced calligraphy at night and was sleepy, half-asleep, half-asleep, saw an old man with a childish face appeared, called himself Mr. Baiyun, talked with him about the essence of calligraphy, and at the same time wrote a word 'Yong' on his hand. After Jiazun woke up, he didn't have any words in his hand, but he clearly remembered the layout strokes of this Yongzi, and practiced more later, and made great progress in public penmanship.

"I've seen him, I've seen him, and I've talked to him for a long time. Xuanyuan Po pressed the surprise to endure the surprise, the last time I saw Mr. Bai Yun was as usual as a dream, I didn't expect Wang Xizhi to have seen it, and at the same time I had Mr. Bai Yun's guidance. "Where is your father now, can you introduce me to him?"

"The family is still in the government office, and you will soon be visible. ”

Wang Zhengzhi asked, "Why haven't I heard my father say this?"

"You were still a baby. And besides, you only like calligraphy, and don't like strange things, how can you pay attention to this matter. ”

Wang Xianzhi took Xuanyuan Po's hand: "Brother Yuangui, no, Uncle Zhou, since you and my father are in the same line, there must be a shocking pen, write a word quickly." ”

Xuanyuan broke the madness, he became the junior brother of the heroic Wang Xizhi again, where did Mr. Bai Yun pass on his calligraphy! But now he has to go to the bottom of the underworld, in the name of Mr. Bai Yun. "Well, your father learned calligraphy, and I learned real calligraphy, but my practice time is still short, my pen is weak, and I don't want to laugh at the clumsy skills. ”

Xuanyuan Po said and took out his pen and wrote a few big italic willow fonts in the air. Writing in the air, the small place can not be seen, the first thing is to see the kind of courage and penmanship, Xuanyuan Po has not stopped practicing calligraphy since he met the Seven Heroes of the Bamboo Forest, and at the same time the internal strength is integrated into the middle, as a martial arts to practice, its strength and courage are naturally very different from normal calligraphy. At this time, the luck was written, the appearance and style were sufficient, the silver hook and iron stroke, the majestic forest, and the place where his calligraphy was not good was concealed, and there was a kind of grandmaster-level courage at the end.

In fact, although he wrote at this time is willow style, but not according to the key of willow style to write, but according to the characteristics of martial arts calligraphy to write, the Wei and Jin dynasties are mostly feminine and handsome, chic and chic, not only the appearance of men to women to disturb, even in calligraphy also has this trend. Xuanyuan Po is mixed with the characteristics of martial arts, steel and iron bones, and the thin willow body is written, with enough masculinity, as usual in the face of Iron Horse Jingo, which makes the three brothers of the Wang family, Xie An, and Zhi Daolin shudder, and their tongues are shocked.

This can be regarded as a stroke of genius by Xuanyuan Po, even Feng Qingxue has never seen him write so well.

Wang Xizhi's mansion is in the west of the city, covering an extremely wide area, and he doesn't understand how big Xuanyuan Po is, but he knows that his seven sons and one daughter have their own courtyards, and the residences of each servant are not counted. House to house, courtyard to courtyard, several streets are their family's property, not to mention newcomers, even many people in the area can't figure out how big it is.

The second eldest of the Wang family, Wang Ningzhi, the fifth Wang Zhengzhi, and the eighth Wang Xianzhi Xuanyuan Po have seen it; the eldest Wang Xuanzhi and the third Wang Xuanzhi have not returned from their trips; the fourth Wang Suzhi is 16 years old, and he is a young and sophisticated man, not as active as his younger brothers, so he just makes a faint call to Xuanyuan Po; the sixth Wang Caozhi, who was thirteen years old at the time, went to a relative's house to play and has not returned; the seventh is a girl, who was only ten years old at the time, looks pink, has big eyes and is alert, and adults call her Xiu'er.

Wang Xianzhi once served as Xie An Changshi (equivalent to the director of the State Council Office), General Jianwei and Wu Xing Taishou, and Zhongshu Ling (equivalent to the deputy prime minister). It was the descendants of this girl Xiu'er who married into the Xie family, and also gave birth to a celebrity Xie Lingyun, who is really extraordinary.

Feng Qingxue is of course a girl, but several brothers and sisters of the Wang family are playmates like sisters, and their status in the Wang family is also quite high, and they have their own small courtyard. The Wang family was still very happy about her "coming back from the dead", and when they heard about her salvation father, the strange man who sat still, the heavenly god of Minnanzhi, and the calligrapher who came out of nowhere, even the hostess of the Wang family was alarmed and personally greeted Xuanyuan Po.

The hostess of the Wang family is surnamed Xi Mingxuan, born in a family of drinking apprentices "Gaoping Xi Shi", it is said that when her father sent someone to the Wang family to pick a son-in-law, he picked Wang Xizhi who was lying alone under the east window and wearing a shirtless body among the well-dressed Wang disciples, and became a generation of good stories, and the allusion of "son-in-law and son-in-law" in later generations came because of her.

Miss Xi Xuan back then, today's Mrs. Wang is over forty years old, dressed up and freshened, graceful and dignified, although the are half-old, they can see the appearance of the year, the big and small children in the Wang family have come to see extraordinary, dozens of people came to the big living room, as if they were looking at the new son-in-law, which made Xuanyuan very unhurried. Fortunately, Xie An and Zhi Daolin are also there, these two are also frequent visitors to the Wang family, and they are much more easy-going with them.

Everyone sat down in the main and guest groups, and went up one after another with servants, and placed exquisite tea sets, wine utensils, fruits, cakes, and other refreshments. After Suke, Mrs. Wang said: "Zhou Yuan is high and righteous, and the Wang family is very grateful. ”

Xuanyuan Po hurriedly said: "How dare you dare, how can you worry about the hard work of your hands? Several sons are handsome and handsome, willful and natural, the pearls and jade of the world, Xuanyuan Po is fortunate to know each other, it is really a great joy!"

Mrs. Wang said: "I heard that Yuangui's calligraphy is ingenious and does not enter the customs, and I hope to give them more guidance." ”

Wang Zhengzhi and Wang Xianzhi were overjoyed, with Mrs. Wang's words, they could pester Xuanyuan to point out calligraphy in the future. Xuanyuan Po secretly screamed ashamed, where did he dare to point out the son of this calligraphy family whose name fell to Sun Shanyi? As far as he knew, Mrs. Wang's vision was so high that she was afraid that she was not under Wang Xizhi. I heard that Wang Xizhi taught his youngest son Wang Xianzhi, and asked to write down the eighteen jars of water in the yard to make calligraphy a success, Wang Xianzhi practiced for five years, used three jars of water, and wrote a large number of words for his father to see. Mrs. Wang looked at it word by word, and finally pointed to the point under the big character and said: "Wu'er has exhausted three jars of water, but there is only one thing like Xizhi." ”

Of course, what I heard must be true, but Mrs. Wang was born in a famous family, her husband and children, her ears and eyes are thick, and the height of her eyes can be imagined, Xuanyuan Po would never dare to say it in front of her. At the moment, he hugged his fists and said: "One is a rough man in the mountains and fields, closed the door and made a car, I haven't seen everyone's demeanor, all of them are Lingrou girls boasting, how dare you be." ”