Chapter 5 Pretending to be a young master

At this time, the hall was surprisingly calm, probably because of the lack of knowledge about calligraphy, and many people did not know whether the work was good or bad in the eyes of the old grandmother. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

But there are some people who are different, that is, the two old men sitting on the right hand side of the old grandmother, they are both people who have the same hobby as the old grandmother, and they are even more obsessed with soft pen calligraphy.

"Old lady, this word ......"

Zhao Mingjian, the owner of the Tongcheng Kaishu Workshop, stood up tremblingly, pointed to the congratulatory message and asked.

"Yes, old lady, we have studied soft pen calligraphy for so many years, and we have never seen this kind of regular script."

Liang Xuefeng, the manager of the Tongcheng Painting and Calligraphy Bureau, also stood up, he has been in charge of the Tongcheng Painting and Calligraphy Bureau for more than 40 years.

Old Grandmother Gongsun nodded.

"Yes, let's not talk about the domineering expressed in these two congratulatory messages, just talking about this body, I have been married to Loulan for more than 60 years, and I have never seen it before."

"I think that the master who writes this character should at least reach the level of a fourth-level calligrapher and painter."

The words of the old grandmother fell, and suddenly there was a gasp in the entire hall.

It's true that these people don't appreciate soft-pen calligraphy, but they have heard of the name of the fourth-level calligrapher and painter.

It is said that even in Tara County, there are only ten fingers of people who can reach the fourth-level calligrapher and painter, which shows the rarity of these fourth-level calligraphers and painters.

Orchid often follows Gongsun Lan, and naturally knows what kind of existence the fourth-level calligrapher and painter is, and after listening to the old lady's evaluation, her eyes are straight.

"Fourth-level calligrapher and painter? Miss, that liar is so powerful. ”

Gongsun Lan nodded, why wasn't she shocked?

Level 4 calligrapher and painter? Such a person, even if the patriarch of the eight major families sees it, he must be polite and give three points.

But that man, just a few days ago, appeared in front of him with a poor and sour face.

Thinking of this, Gongsun Lan was in a trance, could it be that this guy went to the mountains and the countryside to experience life?

However, the appearance of this congratulatory message made Gongsun Xue and Gongsun Lu, who were still proud of the spring breeze just now, instantly gloomy.

They couldn't have imagined that this Gongsun Lan would be able to get a congratulatory message from a fourth-level calligrapher and painter, although it was only a difference of one level, but that gap was like a chasm.

"Where did this girl get this stuff? The pigeon flew down. ”

Gongsun Xuexue's snow-white cheeks suddenly darkened.

Gongsun Jian smiled, patted Gongsun Xue's shoulder, and said with a gloomy smile.

"Don't worry, the show is just beginning."

Just when Gongsun Old Grandmother was about to ask about the origin of Gongsun Lan's calligraphy and painting, seven people suddenly walked in from the main entrance of Fenglin Pavilion.

The first person was a handsome man in his twenties in a purple robe.

He was followed by six or seven followers, all holding small boxes in their hands.

"The old grandmother has a big birthday, Xuan'er is late, and I hope the old grandmother will not blame."

The man's voice was very hearty, and after speaking, he walked up to the old grandmother and gave a junior salute.

"Xuan'er wishes the old grandmother, as blessed as the East China Sea, and longevity than Nanshan."

Seeing this, the grandmother hurriedly supported each other.

"Third son, please hurry up, how can this old woman stand it."

Orchid looked at the young man, frowned, and said disdainfully.

"This Nalan Xuan is really a dog skin plaster, and I can't get rid of it if I want to."

Gongsun Lan's expression also suddenly became solemn.

"Just like our Gongsun family, although their Nalan family is in charge of the copper city, there are also internal battles."

"In order to get the support of our grandson's family, Nalan Xuan will naturally not be absent from the old grandmother's birthday, if it weren't for this, Nalan Hong would not have treated the old grandmother so much just now."

Orchid nodded, although she was just a maid, but she still understood these, thinking of this, Orchid couldn't help but sigh, and hurriedly looked at Gongsun Lan worriedly.

"I think this Nalan Xuan is a drunkard, not in wine."

Gongsun Lan poked the orchid's head.

"Don't talk nonsense."

Nalan Xuan's appearance immediately attracted a lot of sycophants, and those old people who were good friends with Gongsun and his grandmother all came to greet Nalan Xuan.

The manager of the Tongcheng Painting and Calligraphy Bureau, Liang Xuefeng stepped forward and said to Nalan Xuan.

"Third son, I came just in time today, and the old lady Gongsun got a good congratulatory message on her birthday."

"Xia Guan knows that the third prince has been learning calligraphy and painting under the knee of Mr. Liu in Tangcheng, and he is well-informed, can you show us what kind of pen style this congratulatory message is?"

Nalan Xuan had already seen this congratulatory gift from Gongsun Lan, and he had only seen his master write it twice, and he knew that it was a kind of writing style that was difficult to master in regular script.

"Oh? Then I'll take a look. ”

Nalan Xuan was very surprised, but he still walked on the Shoutai.

Ma Liang ate and drank to his heart's content, sat on the bench under the stage and looked at Nalan Xuan with interest.

"This kid can really pretend to be forced, and he can see it early tomorrow."

After a while, Nalan Xuan suddenly laughed, and then shook his head.

"Old grandmother, this body I have confirmed, as far as I know, it should be called 'willow body'."

"Willow body?"

After hearing this word, several old men in the front row were so shocked that they stood up at the same time.

"This is the 'willow body' mentioned in ancient books? Didn't expect it to really exist. ”

"Oh my God, I really didn't expect that this kind of pen style that exists in the imagination can be seen here today."

"I'll just say that this font is rare to see, this kind of dot painting is crisp and beautiful, and the font with strong bones is definitely the best quality."

……

Ma Liang smiled, and couldn't help but admire the world he had created.

The founder of Liuti, Liu Gongquan, can be said to be the last great calligrapher of the Tang Dynasty, but that was after 778 AD, that is, after the Tang Dynasty.

But the prototype of Maleonn's creation of this world was the early Tang Dynasty, that is, the early era of 600 AD.

However, in order to seek excitement, Ma Liang did not resurrect those big names from all eras of the Tang Dynasty in the same era.

But their life's achievements have been reproduced in this world in the form of "ancient records".

This is also a very interesting setting in Maleonn's opinion.

However, just when everyone was full of praise for Ma Liang's congratulatory message, Nalan Xuan suddenly changed his words.

"Although this painting is good in regular script, it is still a piece of garbage in front of me."

Nalan Xuan's words instantly caused an uproar.

"Third son, although this willow script can't be called a peerless treasure, it can't be called garbage, right?"

"Yes, Sangongzi, this character is indeed very rare in today's copper city."

"Well, I think so too, although my soft pen calligraphy is not deep, but I also know that the value of this thing is definitely not low."

……

Nalan Xuan shook his head, didn't explain, clapped his hands, and asked the entourage behind him to take out two rolls of long couplets from the red sandalwood box, which seemed to be two congratulatory messages.

"What is this?"

The old grandmother was a little inexplicable.

Nalan Xuan smiled slightly, the kind of strength in his smile that pretended to be forced to the bones, and Ma Liang scolded in a low voice.

Nalan Xuan ordered the two entourages next to him to open the two long couplets.

"The stars of heaven should be companions."

"The pines and cypresses in the world don't know the year."

When the two long volumes appeared, carrying the moment of the congratulatory message.

The old grandmother, Gongsun Lan, and those old men who were used to seeing elegance all ejected in an instant.

"It's ......"

Nalan Xuan said proudly.

"Lishu."

Ma Liang looked at Nalan Xuan's pretending appearance, and was suddenly stunned, because of the magic pen system, Ma Liang's appreciation of words has also changed.

In Ma Liang's eyes, the congratulatory message written by Nalan Xuan in Lishu is simply garbage in Lishu, and it has no value at all.

Ma Liang, who is inexplicable, can only ask for help from the system.

At this time, the old voice of the Divine Pen System suddenly appeared, but this time the voice of the Divine Pen System trembled slightly, as if it carried some kind of emotion.

"In this world, the realm of calligraphy is also divided into four levels, the primary level is regular script, the intermediate level is official script, the advanced level is seal script, and the god level is cursive script."

"That is to say, the willow script you wrote is already outstanding in the regular script, but compared with the official script, it is still a level behind."

"it."

Ma Liang scolded angrily, he didn't expect this world to have such a position.

But soon Maleonn thought of a question and asked the system.

"Grandpa Magic Pen, what's wrong with you? How do you feel that your emotions are not quite right? ”

At this moment, Ma Liang suddenly felt that the magic pen phantom in his brain actually trembled.

Then a piece of information shot into Ma Liang's mind.

Surprise Mission: Take out this pretending offender who insults the system's work

Reward: Nine Inkstones

Quest Items: Nine official books

Seeing this, Ma Liang's eyes were about to fall off.

"Damn, Grandpa Shenbi is angry!!"

PS: On Fridays, the mood is always good. The first is to ask for recommendations and collections.