Meng Yao stayed with his grandfather for two days, and on the third day, he returned to Qin Feng's courtyard, and after giving Meng Yao a pill of Heavenly King Heart Protector and pushing the palace to invigorate blood, the two went out of the courtyard and scattered around the roots of the old imperial city.

"Qin Feng, I like this kind of life very much......" Meng Yao leaned on Qin Feng's shoulder, looking at the snow that had not yet melted, she only felt that her heart was full of happiness, she hoped that she could accompany Qin Feng like this for the rest of her life.

"I'll accompany you ......" Qin Feng lowered his head and sniffed the fragrance of Meng Yao's hair, he also liked this feeling very much, there was no strife, no killing, and no deceit, living like an ordinary person was also what Qin Feng yearned for.

After walking for more than an hour, seeing that Meng Yao was a little tired, Qin Feng said: "Let's go, go home and practice calligraphy, you go out with me in the evening and pay a New Year's ......greeting to the elders."

"Okay, I'll polish the ink for you......" Meng Yao nodded gently, she didn't even ask Qin Feng what she was going to do, she just followed Qin Feng's side quietly.

"It's so well written......"

Watching Qin Feng write the words of dragon flying and phoenix dancing on the paper, Meng Yao couldn't help but praise it, she began to learn calligraphy with her grandfather when she was six years old, although she didn't practice anymore after putting it down, but she still has the ability to appreciate it.

"I think it's good too......"

Qin Feng smiled and nodded, writing needs to be calm, with Meng Yao by his side, Qin Feng's heart is very peaceful, and even with his calligraphy attainments, he has made a lot of progress.

The whole day was spent in Qin Feng practicing calligraphy with Meng Yao by his side, and in the evening, Qin Feng packed up some things and left the courtyard with Meng Yao.

"Teacher, are you at home?" Coming to the downstairs of the two-story building where Qi Gong lived, Qin Feng shouted through the courtyard. He knew that the teacher was old, and his ears and eyes were not very good, so he was a little louder.

"Who's that?" Qi Gong's voice rang out, and then a middle-aged man walked out of the house, looked at Qin Feng suspiciously, and said, "Who are you?" ”

"You are?" Qin Feng hadn't seen this person either. He was also stunned for a while, he knew that the teacher had no children, and he had lived alone for decades, and he had not hired any nannies and servants at home.

"It's Qin Feng? Quick, come in......"

Just as the two of them were staring at each other, Qi Gong walked out of the house with a piece of clothing, pointed at the middle-aged man and said, "This is my nephew, come to take care of me, this is older." There's no one around......"

"You should have thought this a long time ago...... Qin Feng laughed when he heard this, and said: "Teacher, I brought you some New Year's goods, don't let Brother Qi go out to buy them, don't go out on this cold day......"

Qin Feng could see that the teacher was much older than when he first met Qi Gong a few years ago. The figure is already rickety, and the hands on crutches are a little trembling. The whole person is clearly in his twilight years.

"Ren is a hero, and it is difficult to beat this ruthless years......" Qin Feng sighed slightly, Qi Gong has many disciples in the world, and he can be known as the first master of contemporary Chinese studies, but he is already a dying old man.

"Come and see me, what are you buying?" Qi Gong tapped Qin Feng with his crutches. said: "I can't put down the New Year's goods sent by your brothers and sisters, you can take some with you when you go back......"

The old man did not know how to smoke and drink all his life, and he never accepted gifts, he asked the students not to bring anything to the door, but it was not good for the disciples to take things away during the New Year. Therefore, after Qi Gong accepted the gifts from the students, he often asked them to take one with them.

"Okay, teacher......" Qin Feng knew Qi Gong's temper, and he was not polite at the moment.

"Qin Feng, this is your girlfriend, right?" Qi Gong looked at Meng Yao and said happily: "Yes, the eyebrows are beautiful, she is a good girl, come, go to the house and sit ......."

Qi Gong was deeply favored by Master Qin Feng back then, and the reason why he accepted Qin Feng as an apprentice was originally because he had the idea of repaying his kindness, and with his own living signboard, Qin Feng would not suffer in the academic world.

But what Qi Gong didn't expect was that Qin Feng was actually very accomplished in the appreciation and restoration of antiques, and his little thing was hollowed out by Qin Feng in less than a year, which made Qi Gong very happy, and he felt that there were successors, and he had never accepted any more students after Qin Feng, but he regarded Qin Feng as a closed disciple.

So seeing that Qin Feng had a girlfriend, the old man was very happy, touched his body, and said with a wry smile: "Go, go into the house and talk, the teacher has nothing to do, so I can only write a few words to you......"

"Teacher, good ......" Meng Yao bowed to the old man very obediently and said, "Teacher, your words are worth much more than ordinary gifts......

"It's not worth much, it's not worth it if you write too much......"

Qi Gong smiled self-deprecatingly, he is a good man's temper, he never thinks that his words are worth much, as long as someone asks for the door, the old man generally will not refuse to give people an inscription, and he is not even willing to accept the pen fee, which is often put down by others.

Although Mr. Qi has a very high status in the academic world, because there are too many of his works on the market, the price of the word is not very high, generally speaking, a banner is twenty or thirty thousand, which is far worse than his fame.

"Teacher Qi, my grandfather likes your words very much, saying that your words have a kind of style and bones, which many people can't learn......" Meng Yao said while helping Qi Gong into the house.

"Oh, who is Ling Zu?" Qi Gong asked casually.

"It's Meng ......" Meng Yao said his grandfather's name and said with a smile: "Grandpa also likes to write and often copies your calligraphy......

"It turned out to be the granddaughter of an old friend......"

Hearing Grandpa Meng Yao's name, Qi Gong couldn't help laughing and said: "Your grandfather's handwriting is very good, the most rare thing is that he used to be so busy every day and would find time to practice his handwriting, among their generation, his handwriting is the best......"

Qi Gong is a very interesting person, in his eyes, good is good, bad is bad, between black and white, there has never been a gray area, so I can say this sentence from his mouth, it can be seen that the calligraphy of Old Man Meng is also considered to be in the house.

"Grandpa will be very happy to hear you praise him......" Hearing Qi Gong, a master of Chinese studies, praise his grandfather, Meng Yao was also very happy.

"It's been a long time since I've seen him, how is your grandfather? He seems to be two years older than me, right? After entering the house, Qi Gong beckoned Qin Feng and Meng Yao to sit down. His room was cluttered, almost full of books, and he could touch a book almost anywhere he put his hand.

"Grandpa is in good health...... Meng Yao said.

"I'm getting old, and I won't have the opportunity to meet in the future......"

Qi Gong sighed, in the past, at the meetings of some calligraphy associations in the capital, he could occasionally see Old Man Meng. But in recent years, Meng Lao has lived in a simple house, and the two have not seen each other for several years.

"Teacher, you can see you in a few days......" Qin Feng smiled when he heard this: "I am going to get engaged to Yaoyao on the twenty-ninth day of the new year, and I only invited some family members to get together, won't you and Grandpa Meng be able to meet when the time comes?" ”

"Okay, the New Year's engagement, this is a joy on top of joy......"

After hearing Qin Feng's words, Qi Gong was very happy and said, "I'll write you a letter." You must write a letter, the teacher has nothing to give, so he can only send it to you, and on the day of your engagement, the teacher will bring it to you......"

Writing should have a mood and artistic conception, not spread out the paper and carry a brush to write a good word, Qi Gong's eyes are not very good, and he can't see clearly at night. So he didn't write it to Qin Feng on the spot, but wanted to wait until the day to write a few more and then pick a good one and send it to Qin Feng.

"Teacher. I originally came to ask for words......" Qin Feng was not polite, he estimated that when he got engaged, Old Man Meng should also send a letter, just like the teacher in front of him, that one had nothing in his hands except for some good wine.

"Good. I'll write ...... tomorrow" Qi Gong nodded, and sighed: "This body is not as good as a day, and I can't read a book clearly at night......"

"Teacher, I came to bring you two gifts this time......

Qin Feng reached out and took out the porcelain bottle from his pocket and said, "Here is a kind of medicine that I have prepared myself." The prescription is handed down by my master, it can alleviate the aging of the human body, can you take one pill and see the effect? ”

Qin Feng refined the Heavenly King Heart Protecting Pill, the prescription was copied by Qin Dongyuan from an ancient Taoist book, but Qi Gong couldn't explain this matter, Qin Feng simply used the master's name.

"Huh? Is it my uncle's recipe? You also learned medicine with him? ”

Qi Gong was stunned for a moment when he heard this, but he didn't suspect anything, when Qin Feng's master Zai Yu was injured and lived with him, he prescribed medicine by himself and asked him to catch the medicine, so he knew that Zai Yu was proficient in medical skills, but he didn't expect Qin Feng to actually learn it.

"Well, Master is knowledgeable, I don't learn much......" Qin Feng was modest, poured out a tenth of the elixir from the porcelain bottle, and said, "Teacher, you can eat it now and swallow it with warm water......"

The medicine refined by Qin Feng and Qin Dongyuan has a very mild effect, even if an octogenarian like Qi Gong takes it, it is fine, and the old man Meng in front is the best column.

It's just that for Meng Lao, this medicine can only strengthen their body cells and make their body functions younger when they take it for the first time, but if they take it a second time, it will have no effect, after all, this is just a medicine and not an elixir, and it can't make people immortal.

"Okay, your master's recipe, the teacher believes ......"

Qi Gong took a cup of warm water handed over by Meng Yao, tilted his head and took the medicine, and said with a smile after eating: "Teachers generally don't believe in medicine, the common sense of birth, old age, sickness and death, the king of Hades asked you to go, you can't drag it out, then it will be too bad to give the king of Hades Lao Tzu face, right?" ”

"Teacher, that's your open-mindedness, there are many people in this world who don't want to die......" Meng Yao was amused by Qi Gong's words, she felt that this old man was very funny, very interesting.

"I don't want to die anymore, and I can't hide from it...... Qi Gong smiled and said: "I have lived to be eighty-three years old, I guess I can reach eighty-five, and then you can bury me in Babao Mountain, it is written on the tablet, this old man's handwriting is not bad......"

"Master, it's no problem for you to live to a hundred...... Qin Feng also had to be polite, and hurriedly interrupted the teacher's words, saying that a hundred years old might be a bit exaggerated, but after taking this pill, no matter how hard you work, you can live to be more than ninety years old.

"It's good to live a long life, but how many people can live?"

Qi Gong smiled and waved his hand, and said: "It's okay, I don't taboo this, and you don't have to be superstitious, there are two things that people can't control the most in this life." One is where you were born and what identity you were born with, and the other is when you died......"

Qi Gong is really open-minded, he was born in the royal family, but he has never enjoyed the treatment of the royal family for a day, but relies on his own efforts. Step by step, with the current achievements, this life has witnessed many historical moments, and life and death have long been downplayed.

"Huh? Why is the body a little hot, is it the effect of your medicine? When Qi Gong was talking, there was a sudden "huh" in his mouth, he felt a little hot in his body, but it was very comfortable, and the heat seemed to add some strength to him.

"Teacher, I guess so. It's okay, it'll be fine in a while......"

Unlike ordinary people taking medicine, people of Qi Gong's age and physical function, almost all of the medicinal properties in the pill are used to improve their cell tissues, and this process is not very obvious, unlike Ren Duxing, who will notice changes in the body as soon as he takes it......

"No, why do I feel a little flowery in my eyes......" as the heat radiated to his face. Qi Gong suddenly found Qin Feng, who was sitting more than a meter away from him, and his face suddenly became blurry.

"Eyes spent? This...... It shouldn't be. ”

Qin Feng was taken aback by the teacher's words. He is sending medicine to the teacher to treat the disease today, but don't have any problems, otherwise Qin Feng is really difficult to explain, you know, Qi Gong is a national treasure-level figure.

"It's getting harder and clearer......"

Qi Gong didn't have any panic on his face, waved his hand and said, "Qin Feng." It's okay, my eyes are not good, I can't see it, you have a senior brother who sent me an audiobook, I can use that listening book when the time comes......"

"Don't mind. Teacher, you're okay, I'll have something to do......" Qin Feng was really a little flustered, grabbed Qi Gong's wrist, and said, "I'll give you a pulse and see what's going on?" ”

"It's okay, this ...... This shouldn't be......" After Qin Feng gave Qi Gong a pulse, he said with a puzzled expression: "Teacher, your physical function is good, why do you see things blurry?" ”

"That, Teacher Qi, Qin Feng, I'...... I want to say something......" When Qin Feng and Qi Gong were talking, Meng Yao interjected.

"What's wrong, Yaoyao?" Qin Feng turned his head to look at Meng Yao.

"Qin Feng, yes...... Did the teacher not take off his reading glasses? ”

Meng Yao has a deep understanding of the magic of Qin Feng's elixir, she was not in good health because of her heart before, and she would feel her heart beating hard when she walked a few steps, but now even if she walked a few kilometers, Meng Yao would not feel tired, and there was no problem with her body.

"Reading glasses? Yes, reading glasses......"

After hearing Meng Yao's words, Qin Feng patted his head, and without the teacher's consent, he took off the reading glasses on Qi Gong's face and said, "Teacher, take a look again, are you still seeing things blurry now?" ”

"Huh? I...... My eyes don't spent? ”

Qi Gong glanced around a little blankly, and then a look of surprise appeared on his face, he had been wearing these reading glasses for almost twenty years, and he basically never took them off except for sleeping, because as long as he took them off, Qi Gong couldn't see things clearly.

But now Qi Gong can clearly see Qin Feng's face, and even from a distance of more than a meter, he can clearly see the name of the book next to Qin Feng, this kind of thing has not been experienced in Qi Gong for decades.

"Teacher, congratulations......" Seeing the expression on Qi Gong's face, Qin Feng couldn't help but be happy, he really didn't expect that this medicinal property actually acted on the teacher's eyes and cured his presbyopia.

"Qin ...... Qin Feng, you ...... You're amazing, isn't it? ”

Qi Gong stood up and looked left and right, even with reading glasses, he hadn't seen the world so clearly for a long time, and for a while the old man didn't even dare to blink his eyes, for fear that he would never see it again after blinking.

"The medicinal materials used in this pill are really precious, only a few pieces have been refined...... Qin Feng said with a smile: "The main thing is that the pill left by the master is better, and I can't refine this medicine without the formula, teacher, we still have the grace of the master and his old man......"

"Your master, that's really a strange person......

Hearing Qin Feng move out of Zaiyu, Qi Gong couldn't help but sigh: "When I was young, I received the great favor of his old man, but I didn't expect that most of my body was about to enter the ground, and I could still get benefits from his old man......"

"Teacher, don't talk about this. I have another gift for you......" Qin Feng diverted the topic and took out an antique scroll from his hand.

"Huh? Is it a word, or is it a painting? Now Qi Gong's eyes were very clear, and when he saw the shaft and paper of the scroll, his face suddenly changed, "This object is very old." Qin Feng, whose work is this? ”

"Teacher, take a look at ...... first" Qin Feng smiled without answering, walked to the desk where Qi Gong practiced calligraphy, and spread out the writing on one side.

"Huh? "Orchid Pavilion Collection Preface"? Qi Gong has been impregnated in calligraphy all his life, and he doesn't know how many sides he copied in various versions of the "Lanting Collection Preface", Qin Feng only opened a few fingers wide, and he saw it.

"Qin ...... Qin Feng, which version is this? ”

Qi Gong's voice trembled a little, and he looked at things outside his body very lightly. But he only likes calligraphy and painting in his life, and for those precious calligraphy and painting cultural relics that were lost abroad in his early years, the old man is heartbroken, and he can't wait to buy them all back.

"Teacher, I want to say that it is Wang Xizhi's authentic handiwork, do you believe it?"

Qin Feng said with a smile, he is qualified to say this, because in terms of artistic attainment. Although Qin Feng's character is copied from Wang Xizhi, it is better than blue. In terms of artistic conception, it has even surpassed Wang Xizhi.

"Authentic?"

Qi Gong's voice not only trembled, but even his hands trembled, what are you kidding, Wang Xizhi's Lanting Collection Preface has disappeared since the Tang Dynasty Li Shimin's dynasty, and all the copies that have been handed down for thousands of years are copies, who has ever seen the real work?

I didn't care about talking to Qin Feng. Qi Gong personally walked to the desk, opened the scroll little by little, and at the same time took a magnifying glass, and carefully observed the first word, his eyes were almost on the paper.

The old man watched it for more than an hour. Fortunately, Qin Feng had just given him the pill, I am afraid that with Qi Gong's body, he would definitely not be able to support this kind of strength appreciation, but even so, when he put down the magnifying glass, his forehead was already full of sweat.

"Qin Feng, you...... Where did you get this letter? ”

Qi Gong didn't even bother to wipe his sweat, so he looked at Qin Feng with a stern face, and said: "Although this painting is not Wang Xizhi's handwriting, in terms of artistic achievement, it is inferior to the "Lanting Collection Preface", which is ...... It's priceless......"

"Huh? Teacher, you ...... How do you know that it is not Wang Xizhi's own handwriting? ”

After hearing Qi Gong's words, Qin Feng couldn't help but be surprised in his heart, he asked himself if he was his current self, maybe he could still write such a pinnacle work, plus the paper and paste, it could definitely be fake, why could Qi Gong be able to tell that it was a fake?

"If it's in terms of handwriting or the writing itself, I'd say it's real."

After hearing Qin Feng's words, Qi Gong smiled bitterly: "But I have a feeling that this character is not written by Wang Xizhi himself, I saw a lot of genuine works in my early years, and when I later appraised calligraphy and paintings, sometimes I have a feeling that this feeling has never been wrong......

"Huh? Could it be that the teacher is also a person with special abilities? After hearing Qi Gong's words, Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, he was not very familiar with the ability, but he didn't understand whether this ability to distinguish calligraphy and painting was a kind of ability.

"Qin Feng, although this character is not written by Wang Xizhi himself, and I don't know who wrote it, but it can definitely be called a national treasure, this is too precious, I can't accept you as a gift......" Qi Gong's eyes glanced at the scroll with some reluctance, and rolled it up again with his own hands.

"Teacher, you are too exalted of me......

Seeing Qi Gong's cautious appearance, Qin Feng touched his nose and said, "Teacher, I wrote this painting, and then I found someone to make it old, I thought you couldn't see it as a fake, but I didn't expect it to be seen by you......"

What Qin Feng didn't say was that the genuine part of this painting was also in his hand, but it was too involved, Qin Feng would not take it out anyway, maybe put it in another space to make it better preserved.

"What? You...... What did you write? Qi Gong turned around suddenly, stared at Qin Feng tightly, and said, "Did you really write it?" How can your calligraphy reach this level? ”

Although Qi Gong could see that this character was not Wang Xizhi's, he also saw how profound the calligraphy attainments of the person who wrote this character were, at least he asked himself that he would never be able to write it, because the spirit of this character was not much better than Wang Xizhi's genuine handwriting.

"Teacher, I copied a painting of "Orchid Pavilion Collection Preface" for six days and six nights before I wrote such a picture."

Qin Feng smiled bitterly when he heard this: "If you ask me to write such a picture again, I'm afraid I won't be able to write it, this is the pinnacle of my life, right?" ”

Qin Feng seemed to be enchanted during that time, desperately copying the authentic work of "Lanting Collection Preface", this is the most satisfactory one he wrote, but there is no one that can compare to the previous one.

"Qin Feng, I'll grind it for you, and you can write another ......" The old man is very rigorous in his studies, he didn't believe that Qin Feng could write such a work just by copying, so he walked to the bookcase and took out an inkstone and a roll of rice paper.

"Okay, then I'll write another ......"

Qin Feng saw that this posture couldn't be written anymore, so he rolled up his sleeves and walked to the desk, originally Qin Feng wanted to grind it himself, but he was blocked by the old man, he really grinded it for Qin Feng with his own hands.

"Lanting Collection Preface" Qin Feng copied at least tens of thousands of times, it is really familiar and can not be more familiar, after lifting the brush and dipping it in ink, Qin Feng's wrist did not stop, almost in one go, he wrote out a word, without any pause in between.

"Good...... Good word! ”

Before the ink dried, Qi Gong leaned down and watched, his mouth was full of praise, did he not blow it, not to mention anything else, in the country can write the preface of the Lanting Collection in one breath, I am afraid there is no second one.

And in Qin Feng's character, even the broken pen is very similar to the post circulating in China, if you don't see Qin Feng writing with your own eyes, and the ink on the rice paper has not dried, I'm afraid the old man will think that this is copied by the ancients.

"Qin Feng, I believe it, that painting is really written by you!"

After looking at it for a long time, Qi Gong raised his head, his eyes were full of appreciation, and he laughed and said: "It's really my luck to be like this, Qin Feng, I will be proud of you in the future......"

In a few minutes, Qin Feng was able to write a work that was no less than Shenlong's "Lanting Collection Preface", and Qi Gong didn't know that his disciple was far superior to himself in terms of calligraphy attainments.

Although it is said that the apprentices of the church starved to death of the master, Qi Gong is open-minded, he has disciples all over the world in his life, but none of them can surpass him in artistic achievements, and now that he meets Qin Feng in old age, Qi Gong only has happiness in his heart, and does not have any selfish thoughts.

"Teacher, don't say that......" Qin Feng waved his hand again and again: "I practice calligraphy to cultivate my sentiments, this word is a gift for the teacher, you just keep it, don't donate it......"

Qin Feng knew that Qi Gong was originally a collector and had a lot of treasures in his hands, but in the end, he let him donate them to the country.

"Don't donate, I want to copy this character from time to time, and I will donate it when I die......" Qi Gong's words made Qin Feng smile bitterly, and he dared to say that in the end, the old man was still ready to donate the word-

PS: Seven thousand words two-in-one chapter, mid-term, ask for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket!. (To be continued......)