At this moment, Wang Xizhi is practicing calligraphy in his study, which is one of his many hobbies, and it is also his favorite thing to do. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info as long as he takes the pen, he can write frantically for three days and three nights without sleep, and has reached a state of complete selflessness.

"Wang Xizhi!"

Suddenly, a voice came from the door of the study, Wang Xizhi, who was concentrating on practicing calligraphy, was interrupted by this shout, raised his head and looked at the door, only to see a five-year-old child standing at the door of the study with an angry face, it was Gao Fei.

Seeing that Gao Fei was coming, Wang Xizhi immediately put down the brush in his hand, hurriedly came to the door of the study, and asked with a happy face: "Brother Yu, why are you here?" ”

Gao Fei said: "If I don't come again, my things will be stolen!" ”

Wang Xiyi's face was confused, and he didn't know what Gao Fei was talking about, so he asked, "Brother Yu, what are you talking about, your things were stolen?" ”

Gao Fei said: "You don't pretend garlic with me here, let me ask you, what's going on with my poem Chunxiao?" ”

Wang Xizhi was still confused, and asked, "What's wrong with that poem?" ”

Gao Fei saw Wang Xizhi's expression, and he didn't know if Wang Xizhi was pretending to be confused or really didn't understand, so he told Wang Xizhi about the expensive Jiankang paper.

After Wang Xizhi listened, he had a sudden expression of realization, and hurriedly explained to Gao Fei: "Brother Yu, don't be angry, Brother Wei doesn't know about it, after coming back from the teahouse that day, Brother Wei just thought that the poem you wrote was very good, and it happened that the third uncle gave me some very good paper, and I wrote down your poem on a whim, and then had someone frame it and hang it in the study......

At this time, Wang Xizhi turned around, raised his finger and pointed to the wall in the study, and said to Gao Fei: "Brother Yu, look, that poem is hanging there." ”

Gao Fei looked in the direction of Wang Xizhi's finger, and sure enough, there was a poem written in a line of Chunxiao hanging on the wall, the poem was written by Wang Xiyi, as if it was given life, every word was vivid, a song of Chunxiao was written by him like this, and it immediately became a calligraphy work with great appreciation value. If it is placed in modern times, it must be a priceless masterpiece of calligraphy.

"Is this cursive?" After Gao Fei finished reading it, he asked suspiciously.

When Wang Xizhi heard Gao Fei say this, he immediately looked at Gao Fei with admiration, and never imagined that Gao Fei, who was only five years old, could tell what font his calligraphy belonged to.

"Brother Yu, you actually know cursive?" Wang Xizhi asked in surprise.

Gao Fei only showed a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "It's just a little bit of understanding." ”

Wang Xizhi said ecstatically: "Brother Yu, I really didn't expect that at such a young age, you would become a confidant of your brother......

Seeing that Wang Xizhi was so excited, Gao Fei asked, "What confidant?" ”

Wang Xizhidao: "I have been very fond of calligraphy since I was a child, in addition to learning calligraphy from my uncle and uncles, I also used to learn calligraphy from Mrs. Wei as a teacher. Mrs. Wei studied under Zhong Xuan, and she not only taught me Zhong Xuan's calligraphy, but also taught me Wei's calligraphy for several generations, as well as her own style and method of calligraphy. Since then, my love for calligraphy has never been greater. When I was fifteen years old, I practiced regular script perfectly, so I began to practice other fonts, so I learned Zhang Zhi's cursive, but cursive is not only difficult to practice, but also difficult to recognize, and those who don't know think I'm drawing characters on ghosts. Brother Yu, just by looking at my work, you can recognize that this is a cursive script, not my confidant, what is it? ”

After listening to Wang Xizhi's explanation, Gao Fei secretly smiled in his heart, where did he know what calligraphy, he only learned calligraphy to learn a superficial one, Guo Pu only taught him regular script, but cursive script was never mentioned. He read the Chunxiao written by Wang Xizhi, if it wasn't for Wang Xizhi telling him in advance that it was a picture of Chunxiao's words, he couldn't know the words in it, because the cursive script is too individual, and the person who writes it does what he wants, and he doesn't pay attention to the rules, so it is also known as wild grass, and ordinary people really can't understand it.

Gao Fei was just a blind cat touching a dead mouse, he casually blinded it, but he didn't expect it to be right, and Wang Xizhi even took himself as a confidant.

To get back to the point, Gao Fei's purpose in coming to Wang Xizhi this time was to ask how Chunxiao's poem became Wang Xizhi's, and it has been spread wildly outside, and the children of the scholar clan are copying it one after another.

So, Gao Fei asked: "Fifth brother, why did the poem of Chunxiao that went viral outside say that it was written by you?" ”

Wang Xizhi frowned, and said innocently: "I don't know about this, since I came back from the teahouse, I have been staying in the house to practice calligraphy for the past few days, and I have never left the study, and even the food and water are brought by your sister-in-law herself." Your fifth brother and I have a bad problem, as long as I practice calligraphy, my spirit is very full, and I can sleep for three days and three nights. If you don't believe it, you can go to the house and ask, if I go out once in the past few days, my surname will be written upside down! ”

Gao Fei noticed that the floor in the study was sprinkled with paper that had been written, and there were hundreds of thousands of pieces of paper all over the room, except for the paper that was hung on the wall of Chunxiao, which was sent by him, the rest were very cheap papers on the market, which should have been bought before Jiankang paper was expensive.

"I really didn't expect that Wang Xizhi's practice of calligraphy would be such a waste of paper!" Goofy said secretly in his heart.

From all indications, Wang Xizhi should indeed have never left the door of the study, but how could that poem be spread and said that Wang Xizhi wrote it?

Gao Fei's face showed a faint smile, and he half-jokingly said to Wang Xizhi: "Fifth brother, you are so smart, the word king is written upside down, isn't it still a king character?" ”

Wang Xizhi couldn't understand what Gao Fei meant when he said this, thinking that Gao Fei still didn't believe him, so he swore seriously: "I, Wang Xizhi, swear to the sky, if I leave the study for half a step in the past few days, I will be taught ......."

Gao Fei saw that Wang Xizhi had made an oath, and hurriedly stopped: "Fifth brother, I believe in you, you don't have to swear." It's just that the younger brother is a little curious, since the fifth brother has never gone out, why is it crazy that the poem Chunxiao was written by the fifth brother outside? ”

Wang Xizhi frowned, fell into deep thought, his mind quickly flashed everything he had experienced in the past few days, and suddenly a vague picture appeared in his mind, which made him suddenly realize.

"I know, he must have passed it on!" Wang Xi's way.

Goofy hurriedly asked, "Who is it?" ”

"Yu Yi!"

"Who is Yu Yi?"

"The younger brother of the protector general Yu Liangzhi is also the younger brother of the crown princess."

Wang Xizhi told an incident three days ago, when he was practicing calligraphy in the study, and Yu Yi came to visit. Yu Yi is only two years younger than Wang Xizhi, although he likes to dance with guns and sticks, but after all, Yu Yi is a child of the scholar family, the son of a family, and he also likes calligraphy very much, especially Wang Xizhi's calligraphy, it can be said that Wang Xizhi is his idol.

Yu Yi often came to ask Wang Xizhi for Mobao, and both of them were young people, and the two became friends. So every time Yu Yi came, Wang Xizhi basically responded.

On that day, Wang Xizhi just finished writing the poem Chunxiao, and he wanted to give the cursive Chunxiao to Yu Yi, but Yu Yi didn't like cursive, so Wang Xizhi rewrote a regular script version of Chunxiao and gave it to Yu Yi.

After Yu Yi saw Chunxiao's poem, he praised the poem for being well written, and praised Wang Xizhi for his talent and high learning, but Wang Xizhi made it clear at the time that this poem was written by him Gao Fei. As soon as Wang Xizhi said that, Yu Yi heard it, as for whether Yu Yi heard it or not, it was another matter.

Wang Xizhi remembered Yu Yi's matter today, and combined with the time of Jiankang Paper, it coincided with the time after Yu Yi left with his regular script version of Chunxiao.

Gao Fei listened to Wang Xizhi's explanation, and all the doubts and concerns in his heart were eliminated.

Wang Xizhi said: "This poem was obviously written by you Brother Yu, I was just responsible for writing it down, but the outside thought it was written by me, not to mention Brother Yu, you were angry, if it was me, I would be angry too." Everything was done by Yu Yi, it must have been the trouble caused by him taking my regular script version of Chunxiao to show off everywhere, I have to go to him, let him explain clearly, and give Brother Yu a clean slate! ”

Gao Fei saw that Wang Xizhi was leaving, so he hurriedly grabbed Wang Xizhi and said: "Fifth brother, since the matter has been figured out, I don't mean anything else, as for the rumors outside, let them continue to spread it, anyway, as long as it is not the poem written by Yu Yi." ”

"How can this work, this poem was obviously written by you, but now everyone says that I wrote it, I ......"

Wang Xizhi was about to explain something, but Gao Fei stopped him and said, "Fifth brother, this is not important, since it has been spread, it is difficult to clarify this matter even if you want to." Anyway, the fertilizer water doesn't flow into the fields of outsiders! ”

"No! I must try to explain it clearly, I can't let Brother Yu's talent be buried......" Wang Xizhi said, "By the way, Brother Yu, or you write another poem, I will copy it, write your name, and then pass it on, so that they can all know Brother Yu's talent." However, this poem must be able to suppress Chunxiao's poem. ”

Gao Fei smiled and said, "Fifth brother, there's no need for that, right?" ”

"Why is it not necessary? It's very necessary! Why don't you want to do something that adds to your fame? Someone wants me to help him promote it, but I don't do it. You're good, I took the initiative to ask for publicity for you, but you didn't do it. No, you must write another poem, hurry, hurry! Wang Xizhi said anxiously on the side.

Gao Fei calmed down, pondered for a moment, and then recited aloud: "In the Qin period, the bright moon and the Han period, the Long March has not yet been returned. But to make the dragon city fly will not teach Huma to cross the Yin Mountain. ”