The summer days are a little long, avoiding the time of the scorching sun at noon, Zhang Quan took advantage of the cool time in the morning and afternoon to hurry, and on the third day, when the afterglow of the sun just submerged into the ridge, Zhang Quan and his party rushed to Tonglu City with more than 100 horses. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Tonglu is only a small county town, there is not such a big inn can accommodate more than 100 people, fortunately when the tent was prepared, and after dinner, more than a dozen white tents stood on the outskirts of the city.

Knocking back the county order that came to flatter, Zhang Quan quickly fell asleep.

On the second day, the rooster announced, and the orange-red light gradually stained the earth through the gray sky.

Zhang Quan dressed and wore a crown, packed up, and took Hua Mulan, Long and a few people to Chu Suiliang's residence, yesterday there were soldiers according to the location provided by Xie Jin, to find out Chu Suiliang's residence, today can be directly reached.

Chu Suiliang's father likes to travel to famous sages, especially good at talking, Bo has family assets, and has a reputation in Tongba, and when Chu Suiliang is in this generation, he is left alone, and Chu Suiliang is young and smart and studious, good at literature, and the expo is omnipresent, and the eyes must be remembered in the heart, and he is famous in Tongba, which can be said to be blue and even more blue.

Chu Suiliang's house is in the center of the county, and the two stone lions in front of the door are majestic and quite eye-catching. Zhang Quan and his entourage of ten people came to the front, the vermilion door was closed, Zhou Cang stepped forward and pulled the copper earrings and knocked lightly a few times, and after a while, a man poked out half of his head, implying anger, "What's the matter?" ”

"The ancients asked to see, please pass through!" Zhou Cangmeng's big eyes made the man shrink his head in fright, leaving a voice, "Wait!" ”

There is no need to add oil and vinegar, everyone's faces change color, and every gatekeeper is like this, which shows that the master acts on weekdays, and now he is asking the other party to be born, and Zhang Quan also suppressed the anger in his heart.

This time I didn't let Zhang Quan wait long, and after a while, there was a squeak, and a man in short clothes came out of the side door, arching his hand to everyone indiscriminately, "My lord is invited!" ”

Zhang Quan strode into the courtyard, the courtyard is wide, from the gate to the main hall direction is a zhang wide road, the middle is paved with blue stone, the two sides are paved with pebbles, the weeping willows on both sides are dense, lush, and the outer side is several strange-shaped flower beds, red, yellow, fighting for strange and beautiful, the courtyard is a typical courtyard, there is a row of glazed tile paved blue brick houses in the east, west and north directions, only the street is a high wall, remember to walk the stone road in the modern body, you can massage the feet, play the role of refreshing the mind, Zhang Quan was full of curiosity, stepped on it directly, and felt it carefully, coupled with the humid air on both sides shaded by weeping willows, there was indeed a feeling of relaxation and happiness.

Under the leadership of the gatekeeper, Zhang Quan and his entourage passed through the main hall and met in front of them a fairyland surrounded by green water, flowers and trees, and a fairyland dotted with various rockeries.

What a paradise! Zhang Quan secretly admired, followed the man who guarded the door and went straight to the pavilion, the man stood still outside the pavilion, bowed down, "Master, the person has brought it!" ”

"Well, let's go down!" The man waved his hand.

When the man went down, the man didn't get up, knelt beside the machine, looked at the people behind Zhang Quan, his eyes trembled slightly, and he arched his hand at Zhang Quan and said: "Your guest is so tight, I don't know what the matter is to meet you?" ”

Zhang Quan and his entourage were just wearing ordinary clothes when they came, Zhang Quan was dressed as a scholar, fluttering in white, handsome, Hua Mulan was dressed as a woman, heroic, Zhou Cang, Long and several soldiers who followed behind him were all dressed in strong clothes, either thugs or guards, with female companions, and guards This combination is a typical family boy in the eyes of men.

Since the man didn't invite him to take a seat, Zhang Quan didn't bother to care, took off his shoes and socks, and knelt opposite the man, "You are Chu Dengshan, Chu Suiliang?" ”

Well? The man is a little unpredictable Zhang Quan's intentions, he asks himself to be knowledgeable and erudite, famous far and near, the original italic calligraphy is a must, the people who come here are endless, and take it for granted that the person in front of him is not to ask for ink treasure or to plating some gold.

If you don't know my name, what is the matter with you?

At this moment, the man began to re-examine Zhang Quan, his narrow eyes refracted the deep light, the man kneeling opposite him looked not very old, just weak crown, childish, with good facial features, handsome appearance, although the clothes were not gorgeous, the workmanship was exquisite, and there was no cowardice in the confrontation with him, but gradually suppressed him, and the guards behind him were all capable, implying the spirit of killing, especially the first two, which made people shudder.

This son is by no means an ordinary gentleman!

"Who are you?" The man didn't know if it was okay or not, so he didn't answer Zhang Quan's question, but asked.

Just when the man asked, Zhang Quan's eyes fell on the case machine in the middle, Xu was when Zhang Quan first came in, the man was practicing calligraphy, and now there is still a pair of ink on the table that has not yet dried, just a glance Zhang Quan is clear, it is italics, that is, italics, and the person in front of him is not Chu Suiliang.

Chu Suiliang didn't answer his words directly, and Zhang Quan didn't mean that, so he gently picked up the ink treasure on the table and said, "Good words, good words!" ”

Chu Suiliang only glanced at the notebook in Zhang Quan's hand, then lowered his head and poured a bowl of tea, poured himself a drink, and didn't look at Zhang Quan.

Anyone who has talent has a different temper, Chu Suiliang just treats it as a person who does not learn and has no skills, Zhang Quan smiled slightly and didn't care.

Since ancient times, there have been literati who are light, but there are also literati who cherish each other, can find a like-minded person in calligraphy, not to mention that they can become close friends all of a sudden, at least they can shorten the distance emotionally, Zhang Quan thought that if he could close the distance between him and Chu Suiliang in calligraphy, and then show his identity, he would definitely make Chu Suiliang die.

Lay a blank sheet of paper again, picked up the wolf hair that was still full, calmed down, the tip of the pen was lightly clicked, from beginning to end, Chu Suiliang was unmoved, and watched Zhang Quan's performance coldly.

The pen is sharp, vigorous and powerful, the pen is strong, the momentum is ancient, and the four words of "Huifeng and Chang" leap on the paper, if Chu Suiliang's italics show a kind of beauty from the brushwork, then Zhang Quan's calligraphy is in the fusion of the beauty of the backbone of the North Monument, the rational beauty of Ouyang Xun's rigorous law, the gentle and elegant introverted beauty of Yu Shinan, and the beauty of Chu Suiliang's performance, which has transcended the existing artistic conception and reached a higher level of invisible beauty!

When the ink on the font had just penetrated, Chu Suiliang couldn't wait to gently pick up Zhang Quan's book, and brought it to his eyes, without blinking, for fear of missing every detail, and only after a long time did he show an incredible expression, word by word, "Who are you?" ”

He thinks he is the first to create calligraphy, but the font in front of him not only has the shape he is pursuing, but also beyond the scope of his imagination, and is obviously even better than him.

"Who the hell are you?" Chu Suiliang almost roared hysterically.

This is something he has been pursuing for half his life, and at this moment he was easily defeated by a weak-crowned young man, at this moment his heart is dripping blood, one drop, two drops of ........., the pain makes him almost lose his mind, and he stares at Zhang Quan with blood-red eyes.

"I'm Zhang Quan!" I didn't expect Chu Suiliang to react so much, but Zhang Quan was still calm and relaxed, and said lightly.

"Who is Zhang Quan?" Chu Suiliang's brain went blank.

"I haven't met the governor and the mighty general, and I won't see it!" Zhou Cang glared and roared.

"And the state pastor, the mighty general, Zhang Quan?" Chu Suiliang muttered, his eyes were white, he struggled, beads of sweat gradually oozed from his forehead, and he bowed down after a while: "Dengshan has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, reckless and rude, please forgive me!" ”

"Dengshan doesn't need to blame, please get up quickly!" Zhang Quan smiled and helped Chu Suiliang up.