Chapter 201: Bitter Yang Qiao

Watermelon, alfalfa grass or something, are all incidental things, and now, the most important thing is that Yang Qiao is going to practice calligraphy, and the time is still very tight, who has heard that a calligraphy master can be practiced in half a year, but this fucking system is to give Yang Qiao half a year, and it is also the most difficult calligraphy to imitate in later generations.

It was the calligraphy of an emperor without a country,......

"Boy, are you talking, what is there to learn about this calligraphy, this calligraphy is flawed, and it is not the work of a master, you are wrong, this calligraphy is a genre, it naturally has its special features, otherwise, the system will not arrange for you to learn this calligraphy."

"Aren't you stopping scanning my mind?"

"It's not scanning, but, looking at your actions, you can see that you're a mallet, it's really a mallet, oops, after saying this, I feel comfortable, hey, no, where is my body?"

"You are so confused, look for your body, I want to work."

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"Huhu, haha, eldest sister, you are so blessed, you have a grandchild and a granddaughter."

"Yes, congratulations, eldest sister, why don't you give one of us a glass of wine to drink first."

"You, you, you know, you asked me to come to the eldest sister's house so early, saying that what is the full moon for the baby, not because you want to drink the wine of the eldest sister's house."

"That's it, so what, do you think the eldest sister will give us a drink."

Come on, these old ladies are getting together with the old lady, and they are getting more and more presumptuous.

No, more than a month has passed, and it is the day of Yang Qiao's daughter's full moon, that is, the old lady also sent invitations, Yang Qiao also sent invitations, naturally, the eldest sister and Li Lian sent invitations.

And the old ladies who played with the old lady came even early, but these old ladies have been together for a long time, and they have forgotten how to call it etiquette.

No, the first thing that came was to drink, these women, when they went to the battlefield, they were definitely tigress-level existences.

"Okay, okay, sisters, originally, I invited you to come just to let you come and have fun, you came a little early, so, granddaughter, you don't go to see it, besides, you didn't miss it."

"Okay, okay, today, let's not join in the fun, it seems that my daughter will come soon, I don't want my daughter to see me crazy."

You know, you're crazy.

"That's it, that's it, let the juniors play together, and we'll not have a good time."

Junior, it's not slow to come, this old lady is out of the house, and the daughters can't be idle.

"Let's go, girl, let's go to Sister Lian's house too, why do I miss that little girl doll again."

"Yes, lady, the slave will go and prepare your horse now."

"What horses, carriages, carriages."

"That, lady, haven't you always been on horseback when you travel?"

"What nonsense, when I say take a carriage, I just take a carriage."

I heard that he was practicing calligraphy at home during this time, and it seems that he is a woman who likes Wenju, no wonder, this Sister Lian, and the sister of the Li family all look weak and weak, don't look at their weak appearance, it seems that neither of us can beat them.

"Carriage, carriage, I said, I'm going to go in a carriage."

"Carriage."

However, you said that the carriage is so cold, what are you blushing, this does not match your immortal appearance, besides, you are really very immortal when you ride a horse.

Yang Qiao didn't know that this old one was in a hurry, and the two younger ones had always been in a hurry, but later, they slowly became more and more polite.

Which two, a girl from the Cheng family and a girl from the Wei Chi family.

And the one in the Qin family has always been an immortal, and he is rarely arrogant, that is, recently, he has often blushed.

"Sister, sister, let me see my little niece, niece, niece, I'm aunt, aunt."

Hey, how do you think, how wrong.

"Changle, she's not a niece, she should be a niece."

"The same, the same, why does your little mother call her niece, I also call her niece."

These two of them, not only can't play together, but also don't match these eight characters, and they even want to compare with each other.

"This is my niece, ha, sister-in-law, niece, niece, niece, you see, he smiled, big sister, she smiled."

Today, this little sister is taking care of the eldest sister, because Yang Qiao has his own affairs, that is, he has to receive a group of literati.

"Little lady, let's go to war on horseback, here, what's so fun."

"Stinky boy, you, ah, go play, play, don't get hurt."

"Big sister?"

The little lady also looked at the eldest sister.

"Go, go, let your girl follow you, don't hurt people, use that fake weapon with a weapon, you know."

"Got it, big sister."

The so-called fake weapon is tied to a ball of cloth on the head of the stick, and the whole body of the stick is also wrapped with strips of cloth, this is the so-called gun, in the Yang family, this is a battle immediately, it is a real battle, so you can't use a real weapon, that's it, after a down, it is also full of bruises.

And that stinky boy, since he came to Yang's house to play once, he has liked this place, why, this place, that run, can fully let the horses really run, and the place for this battle and hovering is enough.

That is, if it weren't for the consideration of this dismount, Yang Qiao would not have designed this nondescript runway.

"Haha, little friend, congratulations, but why are you willing to come out of that study?"

As he spoke, this Confucius Master actually slapped Yang Qiao's arched arm.

Master Confucius, you are a great Confucian, you have learned badly.

It's not that I'm bad at learning, but I feel that I'm a lot younger with Yang Qiao, I can not only discuss knowledge together, but also talk freely, that, how do I feel, Yang Qiao's family is all pistachios.

However, what the hell is this Confucius master, patting Yang Qiao's arm.

"Master Kong, I've disappointed you, recently, my arm has become swollen, but that word is the most ugly time."

"Go, go, go, go and see, go and see the words of this little friend, haha, haha."

In fact, as a person who practices calligraphy, it seems that they have all experienced this kind of thing, even if there is no such thing, there is also this stage, that is, the stage when the arm is swollen.

You must know that this calligraphy is practiced with hanging arms, and these literati, they all practice for a few hours, and it is normal for their arms to be swollen when they practice calligraphy.

As for Yang Qiao, he has raised the standard for himself, that is, he actually tied two sandbags to his arms to practice calligraphy, which he derived from the soldiers in his previous life, hanging bricks on guns, just to practice the stability of his arms and hands.

And this writing calligraphy, even using a brush to draw, the most important thing is the stability of this arm and hand, no, for a while, Yang Qiao's arm was swollen, and it happened to let Master Confucius bump into it, but at this time, they really can't see the quality of this word, it has not yet been formed, what is good or bad, if you want to say bad, only worse, not the worst.

And now, the arm is no longer swollen, but it is also stable, but this word is not what is worse or worst, but when it is written and does not form a shape.

"Well, yes, Xiaoyou, it seems that your characters, slowly, are about to form your own style, and I don't know, whose words did you learn in this font?"

"Xiao Chu, look, is this somewhat similar to the words you wrote, but your words, it seems, have not been finally formed, right?"

The master is worthy of being a master, people can see at this glance that there are traces of Chu Suiliang in this font, and really, that Zhao Ji, where he practiced words, imitated Chu Suiliang's words, and the system also let Yang Qiao refer to Chu Suiliang's words, but not the current Chu Suiliang, but directly gave the words of his heyday.

"Little friend, why don't you take the heavy object off your arm and write a paragraph for us to see."

"Okay."

Yang Qiao is also not polite, it is rare to gather so many literati, and, although they are not all great calligraphers, their calligraphy has entered the category of calligraphers, this vision, it must be first-class.