Jiang Sheng read a lot of books about Cai Wenji when he was in the military academy, and he appreciated the talent of the talented woman Cai Yan Cai Wenji very much, and sighed at her unfortunate life experience. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Tong Lin continued: "Uncle Cai wanted to pass on calligraphy to his disciple Wei Zhongdao, but Wei Zhongdao was weak, and although he was erudite, calligraphy was difficult to achieve. Uncle Cai once said that his most proud calligraphy would be a lifelong regret if there was no successor. If the husband knows calligraphy, he will be able to win Uncle Cai's favor. ”

"That's right, that's a must-go. Now you can help me translate your grandfather's study notes, and I'll record them. Jiang Sheng said.

"Translation? Study notes? What did the husband say? Tong Lin obviously didn't understand.

"Ah, translation is when you explain words I don't know in words I know. Study notes are notes that are written down during study. ”

"What the husband said is so obscure, and the slave family can't understand it." Tong Lin was embarrassed.

"Gee, that's what it means anyway. By the way, what about pen and ink? ”

"The husband will stay for a while, and the slave family will study ink for the husband." Tong Lin put down the scroll in his hand, and then picked up the inkstone and sharpened the ink.

After the pen and ink were ready, Jiang Sheng took the brush, fortunately he had learned the brush before, otherwise the brush would not be used.

Jiang Sheng spread out a piece of rice paper, then dipped a brush in ink, and wrote six Chinese Simplified Chinese characters on the top of the rice paper, "Tong's Marksmanship Essentials".

Tong Lin looked at these six words for a moment, and then looked at Jiang Sheng with a look of admiration: "Fujun's calligraphy strokes are straight, neat, and self-contained, which is not comparable to seal script and official script." ”

The calligraphy that Jiang Sheng practiced before crossing over is italics, but at this time, the italics have not yet been created, and Cai Yong's calligraphy is only a modification of the official script, which has a slight appearance of regular script, but it can only be regarded as a sprout. Historically, the formal formation of regular script was a few decades later, when Zhong Xuan, the minister of the Cao Wei regime, officially separated the regular script from the official script and formed an independent font.

Jiang Sheng looked at Tong Lin dumbfounded, the description of regular script in later generations is the eight words "straight strokes and neat knots", could it be that the words of later generations came from Tong Lin?

The regular script recorded in history was formed decades later, and there is no such person as Tong Lin in history. But now Tong Lin is really standing in front of him, has his own crossing changed the original history? It's possible! Then Zhong Xuan had no chance to become the official founder of regular script.

"What kind of calligraphy is husband?"

"Uh, I used to write it myself, and I don't have any font names, how about you give it a name?" Jiang Sheng deliberately inspected Tong Lin to see if this little girl could have anything else that shocked him.

"The slave family does not dare to trespass."

"But it doesn't hurt to say that, we're just going to talk about it."

"Fujun's font is horizontal and vertical, compact in structure, and the glyph is upright, which can be a model, how about calling it regular script?" Tong Lin pondered for a while and then opened his mouth to speak.

"Ahh Jiang Sheng was completely suppressed this time, I, Jiang Sheng, really picked up a treasure! This regular script came out of the mouth of a little girl who has no record in history, and the ghost knows what else this girl knows, is it also from time travel?

Seeing Jiang Sheng's stunned appearance, Tong Lin hurriedly waved his hand in front of Jiang Sheng's eyes, "Husband! Husband? Are you okay? ”

"Ahh I'm fine! Tong Lin, did you also cross over? Jiang Sheng asked.

"Crossing? What is Crossing? Tong Lin didn't understand again.

"I mean, you're here from hereafter?"

"Hereafter to the present? Wouldn't that be upside down? Why did the husband say this? ”

"How do you know that this calligraphy is called regular script?"

"This calligraphy has a name, huh? I've never heard the name regular script, but I've just seen my husband's calligraphy, and it's just a little metaphorical. ”

"Now I declare that the name of this calligraphy is called regular script, and the nickname is Tong Linti." Jiang Sheng said excitedly.

"Tong Linti? Don't make fun of the slave family. Tong Lin was a little embarrassed.

"Yes, this calligraphy originally had no name, but you gave it a very appropriate name, and this calligraphy is called regular script according to your suggestion. In order to commemorate the name you gave it, let its nickname be Tong Linti. In the future, when everyone in the whole country is writing regular script, they all know that it was you Tong Lin who named it and passed it on to future generations, wow, it's amazing. My Jiang Sheng's beloved wife will be admired by thousands of generations! Jiang Sheng's eyes lit up, and he imagined the future!

"Husband! How do you let the slave family, how do you ......" Tong Lin choked up and couldn't speak, and tears of emotion flowed out, so that thousands of generations will admire, this is comparable to the honor of Confucius and Mencius! The font was founded by Jiang Sheng, but let Tong Lin, who only named it, enjoy this honor, what a favor! Even if it is broken, it is difficult to repay it, so how can Tong Lin, who is only fourteen years old, deal with it?

Jiang Sheng hugged Tong Lin and whispered, "Don't get excited!" Hurry up and help me translate. ”

Tong Lin wiped her tears and unfolded the scroll with a smile, at this time, the writing was all according to a font, and it was impossible to see whose handwriting it was, so Tong Lin didn't realize that it was Tong Yuan's handwriting at first.

When she read the content, Tong Lin knew that this was Tong Yuan's martial arts experience, she knew that this was Tong Yuan's secret that could be passed on to Jiang Sheng, obviously she had approved her marriage to Jiang Sheng, thinking of this, Tong Lin couldn't help blushing, and her shy appearance appeared again, Jiang Sheng hurriedly lowered his head, he was afraid that if he looked at it again, he couldn't help but "beastly hair".

Tong Lin read it out to the scroll, Jiang Sheng listened while recording in italics, the recording speed in italics was particularly slow, Jiang Sheng was a little tired, so he wrote in lines, this is Jiang Sheng's best font, whether it is a brush or a pen, the line is the fastest and best.

"Huh? What kind of font is this? Tong Lin suddenly stopped and asked.

"Uh, it's not a font, my hands are sore."

"Oh, although this font is flowing and chic and free, it is too distorted, distorted, and unorthodox. If you see it with outsiders, it will insult your husband's knowledge. The husband cannot be ignored. Tong Lin commented.

"Unorthodox? So serious? Jiang Sheng felt incredible, if he wrote cursive by himself, wouldn't it become a deviant and angry with people and gods?

"Yes, if the husband is tired, the slave family can transcribe it for the husband. If the husband is not in a hurry, the slave family can practice regular script first, and then write it after becoming proficient. If you are in a hurry, is it good for the slave family to transcribe in official script? ”

"No, no, let's take a break. There's no need to rush. Jiang Sheng put down the brush and walked out holding Tong Lin's hand.