"Student Luo Bingwang, I've seen Lord Shangshu!" In the backyard, in front of the banquet, King Luo Bin bowed down to greet the king, and at the same time glanced at Wang Caiyi beside the king and nodded. {First Reading}

"Well," Wang Fuxu looked Luo Bin Wang up and down for a while, and saw that his clothes were neat, his face was white, and he stood there politely but not humble, so he couldn't help but nodded slightly, and said slowly: "We have all met before, and we are not born to each other, so there is no need to be so polite, and let's go to the table first." ”

"Lord Xie Shangshu!" Knowing that Wang Pingsu is the most polite and courteous, and is extremely taboo about things that violate etiquette, even if he can listen to his polite words, King Luo Bin did not dare to be a little slack, but still bowed politely and thanked him, and then lifted his body lightly, sat down under Liu Ertiao, waited quietly, and said no more.

"I don't know when Apo arrived in Mihara?" Standing up and carrying the pot, he poured a glass of sake for King Luo Bing and his husband and grandfather, and Wang Caiyi asked King Luo Bing softly. The title of King Luo Bin has changed from the original Brother Apo to the word Apu, as if he is assuming a sister-in-law.

"Back to sister-in-law," Luo Bin Wang had already been mentally prepared, and quickly accepted the changes in everyone's status now, held the cup in both hands, and said to Wang Caiyi respectfully: "Yesterday, the little brother stayed in Chang'an City for one night, and just arrived in Sanyuan. ”

With the old man Wang by his side, the group didn't dare to be too presumptuous and casual when they spoke, so after a few polite words, they didn't say anything more, and ate the warm wine and food on the table in a low voice.

Food, can not be often said; Sleep, don't speak, this is the rule.

Therefore, the three juniors ate this meal very awkwardly, and no one said much, but asked for help. In less than half a pillar of incense, the wine and rice of this meal passed.

"If the old man remembers well, King Bin's words are for sightseeing, right?" The subordinate put away the dishes and chopsticks, Wang picked up the meal, wiped the corners of his mouth, the greasy between his fingers, and looked up at Luo Bingwang.

"Master Meng Shangshu is concerned, the student's table is indeed sightseeing." Hear the king ask. King Luo Bin was somewhat flattered, thinking that he was the king, the scholar of a country, and it was rare to be able to remember the words of such a small person.

"Some time ago, the old man has always heard of the word sightseeing. The pen is not bad, between the pen and the mention, has hidden everyone's demeanor, "drinking tea to rinse his mouth, Wang straightened up and said to Luo Bin Wang: "Yes, the old man wants to get a pair of calligraphy and paintings for sightseeing to observe, I don't know if sightseeing is willing to make a picture for the old man here?" ”

Smell a rat? Test?

As soon as Wang Di spoke. Luo Bin Wang heard some meaning from it, it turned out to be this Shangshu master, who did not believe in his current calligraphy attainments, and wanted to see it with his own eyes.

"Lord Shangshu is serious, if the adult does not think the student's words are vulgar, the student will write a picture for the adult." Regarding Old Man Wang's doubts and disbelief, Luo Bin Wang didn't care, this kind of expression, this kind of thought, in this half a year. He'd seen too much, like this. Nothing is more convincing than the handwriting of his own hands.

"Come to the study with the old man!" stared at Luo Bingwang for a while, a glimmer of light flashed in Wang's two old eyes, and the corners of his mouth showed a slight smile, got up and stride, and took the lead in walking towards Liu Ertiao's study.

"Take advantage of it, this is a rare opportunity!" Behind the king. Liu Ertiao patted Luo Bingwang on the shoulder. whispered to Luo Apu, who was still a little dazed, and then followed him with him.

Because it is the official government. Everything has specifications and restrictions, so Liu Ertiao's study is not big, but it is very neat, bright, and well arranged. {First Reading}

Not only that, but they are also the lords of a county, Liu Ertiao's study, and Luo Luyuan lived in Bochang County when he was the order, there are too many similarities, in this, Luo Bingwang has a very familiar feeling, in other words, he misses his father.

Counting the days, it has been nearly three years since my father passed away, and I originally thought that after so long, the thoughts and sorrows for his old man have become indifferent and meaningless over time, and I don't think that now, I am still the same. Touching the scene, Luo Bin Wangdi's mood was a little low, and between his thoughts, he couldn't help but think of the scene when he was in Bochang in the past, in the study room of the county Yafu, Luo Luyuan taught him carefully and persuaded him to practice calligraphy diligently.

"Sightseeing brother, please!" Before the main table, Wang instructed his subordinates to prepare pen, ink, paper, and inkstones, turned sideways to get out of the way, and looked at Luo Bin Wang Wensheng and said to him.

"In this way, the kid will be hairpinned!" Coming back from his thoughts in the past, King Luo Bin bowed to Wang and Liu Ertiao, cleaned up his mind, stepped forward to lift the bamboo pen, closed his eyes and calmed down. After a while, he opened his eyes and looked at Wang, and asked quietly, "I don't know what Lord Shangshu wants his students to do?" ”

"In the Book of Verses. With the title of Pujia, just write the first two que! Without thinking, Wang opened his mouth and gave the question, and at the same time, he himself walked slowly to Luo Bingwang's side, wanting to watch Luo Bingwang write. Liu Erjo also walked around, he also wanted to see how his eldest brother's only disciple had attained in calligraphy after half a year.

"The students are ugly!" With another salute, Luo Bingwang picked up the pen and ink and began to write on the rice paper in front of him:

"The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side.

Tracing back to it, the road is obstructive and long. Tracing from it, it is like being in the middle of the water. ”

The words are like a dragon, and the pen is eye-catching.

As he wrote, Luo Bingwang felt as if his father was at his side, leaning over to gaze at his calligraphy. Therefore, this time, Luo Bingwang wrote with extra care, and the essence, energy, and spirit were all condensed under his hands, gathered in the pen, swam in the ink, and drew on the rice paper little by little.

"Good word!"

Not only Liu Ertiao, but also the king of the Ministry of Rites and Shangshu couldn't help but praise loudly, today and today, the words written by King Luo Bin are even more refined than the Yellow Crane Tower taken out by Su Bingren's old guy in the Taiji Hall before, and the atmosphere is a few points, which is a rare good word.

"If you don't learn the arts, let Lord Shangshu laugh!" With a long exhalation, Luo Bingwang woke up from the dreamlike state just now, looking at the handwriting on the rice paper on the table, his eyes couldn't help but show a smile of satisfaction, this one word, should be the best one he can write so far, if his father sees it, he will be relieved, right?

"Mr. Liu has taught a good apprentice!" Ignoring Luo Bin's humble words, Wang stepped forward lightly, bent down and bowed his head, looked at the sharp handwriting on the rice paper, and couldn't help but praise from the bottom of his heart.

"If the eldest brother sees you, he will be proud of you!" Liu Erjo also stepped forward and patted Luo Bing Wangdi on the shoulder.

Because they had more or less comprehended Luo Bingwang's characters before, they were more able to appreciate the great changes between the handwriting before and after, and naturally, all the credit was attributed to Liu Yiyi, the master who taught Luo Bingwang to learn characters. And for this, Luo Bingwang himself has no objection, in fact, he himself has always thought so, if there is no master's teaching, he is afraid that in another ten or twenty years, there will be no even a little progress.

I can have today, it's all from the master!

Not only now, but also decades later, when Luo Bin Wang Gui was the assistant ruler of a country, he also thought so.

"The old man has a matter, I want to ask the sightseeing brother to help," retracting his gaze from the calligraphy and painting, Wang He turned his head to Luo Bin Wang with a pleasant face, and said slowly: "As early as two months ago, according to the emperor's intentions, the Ministry of Rites tried to teach beginners and young children, and taught Mr. Liu to create such a method of learning calligraphy, which will benefit many students in the Tang Dynasty in the future and save time for studying calligraphy." ”

After a slight pause, Wang continued: "As a result, these two whole months, the method is effective, but the effect is very small, far less significant than the tourist brother, I think it should be useless, it can't be done, so the old man has been thinking about how to do it in the past few days, but he has never been able to start, now, since there is a real person on the side of the sightseeing brother, the old man wants to ask the sightseeing brother to go to the Ministry of Rites to start teaching, teach the key to it, I don't know what the sightseeing brother thinks?" ”

"Master Shangshu loves it, but the students themselves are still learning and practicing, I'm afraid they are not qualified to teach others, right?" This is indeed an opportunity, if it is done properly, not only in the Ministry of Rites, but also in the emperor, I am afraid that it can also be put on some names, and it will also be of great help to his future career and official career. But can you really do it yourself? Although his calligraphy has indeed made great progress, Luo Bingwang still has a little confidence in himself.

"Mr. Liu is not here, in today's world, besides you, who else will know more about this set of character learning techniques?" Seeing that King Luo Bin was a little moved, Wang said softly on the side: "Moreover, with the current calligraphy attainments of the tourist brother, don't say that you are going to teach these young sons, that is, let you go to Guozijian to teach those protégés of the Son of Heaven, which is also enough!" "Tickets, I hope the brothers can help one or two, and the brothers who have tickets will scatter one or two more, so that Lao Liu can catch the last train of the month, thank you