Outside the screen, a young man stared at him with big eyes. Others are still there, Zhu Yunming is inevitably uncomfortable, he has passed the age of not being confused, although the friends and acquaintances in Suzhou are of different ages, from the old man to the weak-crowned young man, there is no shortage of them, but there is no such small as the few in front of him.

Shen Quan is still the same age as Wei Xiao, seventeen or eighteen years old, and everyone else is in their early tens. Zhu Yunming's age is similar to that of their parents, and if Zhu Yunming's son is born early, he will be older than these teenagers.

Shen Jue remembered this incident because Shen Rui admired Zhu Yunming, and originally wanted to fulfill Shen Rui's desire for words, and he also saw and learned himself.

Now that this Zhu Yunming has changed from "Mr. Zhu, a talented son of Suzhou" to "cousin of the second in-law", Shen Jue can't help but get Long Wangchuan, and he also wants to ask for a Mobao.

Shen Rui was still thinking nonsense, but Shen Jue had already spread out the high-grade rice paper and went to polish the ink again.

Shen Bao was a little hobby of calligraphy, so when he saw this, he came up to stop and watch.

Shen Jue personally polished the ink, smiled and said to Zhu Yunming: "Cousin Zhu, please give ink, Brother Rui is still waiting." ”

When Shen Rui heard his name, he woke up, and looked at Zhu Yunming's gaze with a little eagerness.

Don't mention the distance first, and look at the present.

This is Zhu Zhishan Mobao. He doesn't treat himself as a child and fools himself into writing a book, you must know that the most famous thing in Zhuzhishan is cursive.

Zhu Yunming had already taken the brush, and after a little groaning, he picked up the pen and put the ink down.

Shen Rui looked at it, his eyes widened, and he almost screamed.

This is Su Dongpo's "Red Cliff Nostalgia", one of the most famous works of Zhu Yunming to later generations, which can be regarded as a family heirloom. But he didn't want to think that this calligraphy work was different from painting, and no one could write the same kind of poems without any regulations.

Zhu Yunming's calligraphy works that have been handed down to later generations, as long as they are concentrated in his early and late years, and when he was middle-aged, there are very few calligraphy works that have been circulated.

Except for Shen Rui, who knew the details of Zhu Yunming, the others watched Zhu Yunming splash ink and didn't feel anything for a while. Everyone has been writing since they were sensible, and if they are good at words, how much worse can they be.

Only Shen Bao, who is fond of calligraphy, knows more than others, even if he doesn't know Zhu Yunming's name, but as soon as he sees this word, he knows that it is not good, and he immediately stepped forward, his eyes were hot, and he couldn't move away from the paper.

Shen Rui and Shen Bao were so abnormal, Shen Quan, Shen Jue, and Shen Qin were affected by it, and they also accepted their contempt, and couldn't help but hold their breath and condense.

Except for the whispering behind the screen, the only thing in the outer room was the sound of brushing ink.

When Zhu Yunming finished writing the last word "month" and put it away, Shen Bao's eyes were already glued to the paper, and he pulled it away, and immediately pulled Shen Rui's arm, and pleaded: "Brother Rui, brother, please ...... you."

Before Shen Rui could speak, Shen Jue had already said: "Fourth Brother Bao, a gentleman does not win people's love, this is what Brother Rui specially asked." The true Buddha is here, how can you give up the near and seek the farthest

Shen Bao looked at Zhu Yunming, instead of being plain and generous, he was a little twisted, his eyes were full of reverence, obviously because of fear.

Zhu Yunming looked at the fat boy with a white and tender bun face in front of him, which was really different from the talented young man he was used to, and he didn't understand why he liked his own words.

Shen Baoping was plain and eloquent, but he was a little clumsy at the moment, and when he saw Zhu Yunming looking at him, he took a long look at him: "Little ...... The boy Shen Bao, who has been writing since he was three years old, has been practicing hard for ten cold and summer...... Cruel...... I love calligraphy, and now I can see Mr. ink, and I am fortunate to ...... three lives"

In a hurry, he remembered that he was sweating and stammering, but he didn't say what he wanted Mobao.

He also visited several calligraphy and painting masters in Songjiang Mansion with his great-grandfather, and knew some rules for asking for pen and ink. The more masters they are, the more they cherish ink and easily refuse to write. Those who ask for words want to ask Chinese people to pass on the words, and they also have to pay a pen fee, and they may not be able to get their wish.

I was a hairy boy, and when I met a calligrapher for the first time, I opened my mouth to face the words, which was too frivolous and rude.

The more Shen Bao thought about it, the more frustrated he became, and his body bent into a bow.

Seeing this, Shen Qin couldn't help but take a step forward, and just as he wanted to speak, he saw Zhu Yunming smile slightly and helped Shen Bao up.

"You have practiced calligraphy for many years, when you have a small success, and write a few words and I will see." Zhu Yunming said with a smile.

He has always had a generous personality and sometimes mentions younger generations. Tang Yin was persuaded by him to start picking up books and continuing his career, and Wen Huiming was his calligraphy disciple.

Shen Bao's appearance, although he is not close to the young talent, but under this clumsy and flustered, Zhu Yunming feels his enthusiasm and sincerity for calligraphy.

Shen Bao was helped up, his frustrated expression was still there, and he didn't hear Zhu Yunming's words clearly for a while. Shen Qin hurriedly patted him and said, "Why is the fourth brother still stunned?" Greetings...... I wish Mr. Zhu to guide the fourth brother."

Because of Shen Bao's reverence for Zhu Yunming, Shen Qin also swallowed the word "cousin" on his lips and replaced it with an honorific title.

Shen Bao let out an "ah", revealing a little ecstasy, looked at Zhu Yunming and said, "That, that...... That kid is ugly."

Shen Jue was closest to the inkstone, and when he saw this, he smiled and said, "I am grinding ink with Fourth Brother Bao"

Shen Bao shook his head and said, "No, Brother Lao Jue, I'll come by myself." ”

The moment they stood in front of the inkstone, everyone noticed that Shen Bao's aura had changed. The gentle and generous fat boy has a little more solemnity on his body. Look at his attentive expression, as if there is nothing else in this world but the ink in his hand.

This grinding of ink took a lot of effort, but no one urged it.

Even He Taizhi, who was young, looked at Shen Bao and had some expectations, feeling that with this momentum, he should have confidence.

He secretly looked at several other teenagers in the Shen family, and felt that Shen was always smiling, making people look like a spring breeze and looking the most amiable; Although Shen Jue is good-looking, he is flamboyant and arrogant; Shen Rui looks steady, but sometimes pretends to be an adult and looks dull; Shen Qin's hemp stick figure, and the voice of a male duck, makes people uncomfortable no matter how they look at it; As for Shen Bao, he is too fat, like a meat mound, even if there is splendid inside, but this appearance makes people anxious.

The big one in the stalk seems to be Shen Jue and Shen Rui. He Taizhi pouted at Shen Jue, and couldn't help but secretly look at Shen Rui.

Every teenager has a ranger dream, and these eight or nine-year-old boys are no exception. He Taizhi didn't admit that he began to think about Shen Rui's "Xingyi Fist" in his heart, but felt that Shen Rui was old and serious, and he couldn't say that it was the kind of child that the elders liked, and his biological mother had an old relationship with his aunt, so it would be good if he became his cousin.

At this time, Shen Bao has already raised the pen and ink, there are only four words, which are also cursive, "see the sages and think together".

Zhu Yunming looked down for a while, nodded secretly, and when he looked at Shen Bao again, there was more closeness in his eyes: "You are studying under Song Lan Weng?" ”

Shen Bao was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then lowered his hand and replied: "What Mr. mentioned is the name of the great ancestor of the family in his early years. The boy has indeed learned calligraphy with his great-grandfather over the years. ”

Zhu Yunming nodded and said: "It turns out that you are a family student, no wonder you have good writing skills at a young age." I have seen the ink treasure of Ling Great-Ancestor at a friend's place. Song Lan Weng was famous in the literary circle of Nandu in his early years, but later he escaped for some reason and did not come back, but he didn't expect it to be a native of Songjiang Mansion. ”

When Shen Bao heard this, he was a little gloomy, and said: "The kid has been ugly, and I ask Mr. to give advice." ”

Zhu Yunming said: "The aura is there, but the wrist strength is still insufficient." It's not uncommon for you to be old here, not yet grown, and not so far enough. Speaking of this, he paused and said, "Have you ever apprenticed?" ”

Shen Bao shook his head and said, "The kid has never apprenticed. ”

When Zhu Yunming heard this, it was not an accident.

After all, Songjiang is not as talented as Suzhou, and in recent years, in addition to the champion Shen Li and Bangyan Qian Fu, only Gu Qing and Shen Yue are still somewhat famous. Bangyan Qian Fu is good at poetry, the champion Shen Li is good at writing, Gu Qing is good at painting, and Shen Yue is good at painting, and no one is good at writing.

"Would you like to learn calligraphy under my door?" Zhu Yunming hesitated for a moment and said slowly.

He hesitated like this, not because he was self-cherishing, but because although he had accepted students, he didn't have such a small one. He himself was concentrating on the imperial examinations and did not have much time to teach his students. However, seeing that Shen Bao's qualifications were gratifying, and seeing that Hunting was happy, he felt that it was a pity to miss this disciple, so after hesitating, he still spoke.

As soon as he finished saying this, before everyone could react, they heard a "plop" sound, Shen Bao had already knelt on the ground, bowed his head and said, "Disciple Shen Bao, knock on the teacher." With that, "bang bang bang" knocked a few times.

When everyone listened to this voice, they all felt pain in their brains. At the same time, what kind of speed is this? Isn't it necessary to discuss such a major event as apprenticeship with the elders in the family? This teacher said to worship and worship?

A teacher for one day and a father for life, this teacher is not to be worshiped casually.

Only Shen Rui was not surprised by Shen Bao's decision.

A calligraphy master like Zhu Yunming is hard to find, even if he has the opportunity to apprentice, he is a fool if he does not worship immediately. Shen Bao has always been a smart person, and "great wisdom and foolishness" is the most appropriate for him. Although there is some abnormality in front of Zhu Yunming today, he just attaches too much importance to calligraphy.

Shen Quan is the oldest and thinks the most. Seeing that Shen Bao knelt and knelt, and worshipped, the eagerness of the apprentice could be seen, but Zhu Yunming seemed to hesitate, and immediately took the tea bowl next to him, stepped forward and handed it to Shen Bao, and said: "It's not okay to just kowtow, Brother Bao still has to respect Mr. tea." ”

Shen Bao took it, glanced at Shen Quan gratefully, held the tea cup in both hands, and said respectfully: "Teacher, please eat tea." ”

Zhu Yunming's age is here, where can he not see the eyebrow lawsuit between the brothers of this clan, he is funny in his heart, but he doesn't say much, he quickly takes the tea bowl, eats a few bites, and puts it down.

This is considered a ceremony, and the status of the two masters and apprentices has been finalized.

Then, Zhu Yunming instructed Shen Bao to get up, took out a Huangtian seal from his sleeve, handed it over, and said, "This is a small material newly obtained for the teacher, and I will make an apprenticeship with you." ”

Shen Bao bowed, took it with both hands, and said, "Thank you, teacher." ”

Xu and Sun heard movement inside, walked outside, and happened to witness this scene.

At Shen Bao's age, even if he is fatter, it is nothing in the eyes of his elders. Xu believed in his nephew's vision, looked at Shen Bao twice, and said with a smile: "Congratulations to Xizhe, you have a good apprentice......