Cao Pi faced the turbulent waterfall by the edge of the Taiye Pool, and he couldn't understand the truth and reason, but he felt that the waterfall was cold and light, and it was very aura.

Cao Pi will stand under the waterfall every day, let the powerful water flow of the waterfall impact his ordinary body, the flexibility of the human body is limited, under the strong external force, it will become more and more full, more and more plump like jade.

These words were all used by Xun Yu to deceive Cao Pi, Cao Pi only knew that the skin that was exposed outside all the year round was either tanned or had lost its natural charm and its brilliance was not there.

Practicing sword practice every day until tired, Cao Pi can always find reasonable means to enjoy his body and mind, just like a child who always plays with a toy, it will always be boring.

There is a stone table and stone chair by the Taiye Pool, which is made of heaven and earth, and the magical creativity of nature is really admirable.

There is a good cotton silk on the table, like goose feathers, white can not be white, and like a baby's skin, very soft, and a soft hair green pen, black inkstone, I don't know, I think Cao Pi is his mother's calligraphy!

In fact, Cao Pi thought about it again, whether to send a letter to Xuchang's mother, after all, he still misses Mrs. Bian!

When she was young, Mrs. Bian always forced Cao Pi to practice calligraphy, and Cao Pi has always been very distracted about things other than kendo cultivation.

So after a few years, I can't talk about the pen, and I don't dare to compare with those official children who practice calligraphy all year round, at least in the tiger and leopard cavalry barracks, Cao Pi's good handwriting will not lose to any brother in the tiger and leopard cavalry!

Cao Pi sat on the stone chair, moistened the tip of the pen with the tip of his tongue, and didn't know where to start writing.

The rumbling sound of the Taiye Pool sounded, and the mountains and seas were overwhelmed, as if boiling, and there was a thunder explosion on the surface of the water within a few steps.

Not far from the same time, the waterfall like Bai Lian was cut off at the waist, and the drinking wind was suddenly startled, and it was poured into a soup chicken before it could react.

Facing the destruction of the cotton silk, soaking wet, he didn't care about the drinking wind, his eyes became black and blue, and he stared at everything in front of him intently, for fear that he would miss the wonderful moment as soon as he closed his eyes.

A huge whirlpool appeared in the middle of the pool, and the water flowed faster and faster, spinning like a spinning top.

When the qi is endless, there are often yin and yang instruments of Tai Chi burst out in the water, one yin and one yang, one black and one white, step by step, flowing slowly.

Above the waterfall, half of the waterfall is cut off by the waist, flying back and forth in the air like a streamer, and the water splashes everywhere, like a drizzle, moistening into the surface.

What a miracle from heaven!

Cao Pi, who was inexplicably affected by the pond fish, looked innocent and a little helpless.

Cao Pi is duplicitous, saying so on his lips, but not in his heart.

Although I was a little annoyed by being splashed with water, such a vision is rare to see in a hundred years!

Unconsciously, Xun Yu came behind him, and he had to hand over Cao Pi to practice calligraphy!

Cao Pi couldn't see the teacher's deep meaning, but this thought, naturally there was no need to say more.

Cao Pi brought several kinds of pens, and the texture of the nibs was different, and the degree of roughness and hardness was also different, so the flexibility and handwriting of the writing were not the same.

Cao Pi silently grinded ink on the side, this is a rough and fine technical job, but Cao Pi can do it very well.

Xun Yu looked at Cao Pi's childish appearance and asked with a smile: "Zihuan, do you know calligraphy?" ”

Cao Pi smiled, suddenly became interested, and responded: "Teacher, you can't trouble me!" Although there are many types of characters in the history of Kyushu, there are only two kinds of cursive and regular script that can be brought to the table, so later generations often say that learning characters first learns Kai.

The regular script, and divided into large Kai, medium Kai, and small Kai, the big Kai to the wind bone-based, the strength needs to be strong and powerful, the Kai copy Ouyang, the small Kai copy Zhong Wang.

As for cursive, it's all the same, if you want me to say that as long as you can't write regular script in this world, you can say that you write cursive, but now you can be famous through the ages, only Zhang Xu's wild grass! ”

Xun Yu nodded, noncommittal.

Cao Pi grew up with Cao Cao since he was a child, and without the arrogance of the children of the official family, he not only learned the code of ethics, but also learned a lot of things other than swordsmanship under Cao Cao's training, which is particularly rare.

But what Cao Pi said is the ancient precepts, the rules are decent, the history of Kyushu for thousands of years, has always required innovation, if Zhang Xu followed the rules back then, now I am afraid that I will never see the beautiful font of cursive again.

"Zihuan, write and write, just write the four words of Jian'an Fenggu!"

After Xun Yu commanded, Cao Pi instantly became a little solemn.

Writing in front of Xun Yu is a class axe, but since the teacher ordered it, he can only write it down.

Cao Pi can only write regular script, so he wrote these words in regular script!

Xun Yu looked at the four words on the white rice paper, very dignified, and did not comment immediately, Cao Pi didn't understand the deep meaning of Xun Yu to write by himself, what does it mean for me to write calligraphy if you don't guide me to practice swords?

He didn't understand, but he didn't dare to ask, he could only look at Xun Yu's hard writing, these days with Cao Cao's rapid march, it was very hard, Cao Zhi was currying favor with Yang Xiu every day, and he and Xun Yu took advantage of the gap before they arrived in Hebei to practice swords!

It is really difficult to practice swords, Cao Pi has always wanted to be a person who stands at the peak of swordsmanship, but this matter is not easy to say, a strong man in swordsmanship, moving mountains and reclamation at his fingertips, waving his hand to rotten wood in spring, but Cao Pi can only look at it!

But he was unwilling to do this, so he pulled Xun Yu everywhere to apprentice and practice swords!

"Zihuan, look at calligraphy!"

Xun Yu's pen power is excellent, and he can control various styles of calligraphy and handwriting, such as this time, Cao Pi brought several styles of pens, but this does not prevent Xun Yu's handwriting from looking good.

For each kind of pen, Xun Yu has written dozens of words, and each is elegant, this kind of pen power, even today's calligraphy is probably not available.

"When you sing about wine, life is geometric, such as morning dew, there are many bitter days, you should be generous, you can't forget your worries, how to solve your worries, only Du Kang..."

It turned out to be Cao Cao's "Short Song Xing"!

"Teacher, isn't this my father's word, what do you mean by writing this poem?" Cao Pi asked with a suspicious look on his face, holding a long sword in his hand.

"Zihuan, do you think this is just calligraphy, you just see the surface of things, but you don't see the root of things, there is sword intent in this adverb!"

Cao Pi stared at it for a long time, sword intent, where is it?

But Xun Yu had already shaken his head and left!

There are some things that don't need to be on demand too much, and there are more on-demand, that is, leaking the heavenly machine!