Chapter Twenty-Four: The White Head Taixuan Sutra

In fact, just when everyone was waiting with bated breath for Wang Xizhi to finish writing "Huang Tingjing", the two brothers of Langya Wang were already quietly standing in the crowd, watching the little girl write. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wang Tian and Wang Biaozhi, one carrying Wang Xizhi's father's letter, and the other covered in travel dust, looking at their sister-in-law's appearance of trying her best to write a book, there was indescribable relief in their hearts.

Wang Xizhi came to his senses for a long time, Xie An was gone, and she was about to go to prepare for the next competition with Xi Fanghui, and she was stretching her knuckles when she heard Yu Yi shout in surprise: "Tiger calf, Ah Yan, when did you arrive?" Have you ever missed Ah Xi's writing just now? ”

Wang Tian crossed his arms and smiled: "Ah Su wrote it for the first time in front of people, how can I miss it as a brother?" ”

Wang Biaozhi said: "I have to ask Ah Su, Xiao Yu, have you ever bullied her?" ”

Yu Yi was very wronged, and was about to distinguish a few words, when Wang Xizhi heard the voice, he walked up to the two brothers, and said honestly: "Brother Tiger Calf, the Yu family is ......."

Wang Xizhi wanted to say "Yu Jia Erlang", but when he saw Yu Yi's pitiful look, he changed his words and said: "Brother Xiao Yu has been talking to me and treats me very well." ”

The reunion of old friends, the three young people couldn't help but say a few more words on the side, the calligraphy of the three belongs to Yu Yi is of high grade, Wang Xizhi also feels that this person's heart is like a clear pool, but it is easier to get along with than Yu Liang, after all, Yu Liang always looks serious and square.

Here is the appreciation of the words, the old reminiscence, Xie An has gone to wash his hands, and he has studied ink for Wang Xizhi before, but he has a little bit on his hands.

He knew that today's move was a small offense to Xi Fanghui, although the competition often came and went, but it was indeed a little unrighteous to choose the moment when Xi Fanghui entered the ink soul list to challenge him.

Xie An is not completely sure of winning him, the historical Xi Fanghui's grass is above the Shusheng in the early years, but the Shusheng has always improved, and later surpassed Xi Fanghui.

Xi Fanghui shouldn't have worked much on Xingshu, so Xie An picked Xingshu.

The only thing that can be fortunate is that Xi Fanghui is a careless person, but his last sentence is a little strange, if you lose, you can't be Wang Xizhi's student, where is this?

Xie An didn't have the ability to get a glimpse of people's inner thoughts, so he filtered this sentence and left it behind.

Today's Ink Soul List tasting time has dragged on longer than before, but no one on this trip is boring, from the initial Wang Xizhi and Mrs. Wei's goose finishing touches, to Wang Xizhi's illness book Huang Ting, and then Xie An wants to fight Xi Fanghui for Wang Xizhi, which can no longer surprise them.

It's just that I know that Wang Xizhi and Xie An are also teachers and friends over the years, Wang Xizhi has learned all the Penglai Scriptures hidden by Wang Dao, and she taught Xie An these unique penmanship, which is such a simple "teacher-student" relationship, as for the little love between those childhood sweethearts, others have no way of knowing.

Xi Fang returned to the pen first, he was unwilling to fight with others' indifferent temperament, but calligraphy is his strength, since he can't inherit his father's talent in martial arts, he is very attentive in learning calligraphy, Xi Xuan has not arrived today, if his sister sees Xie An also want to challenge him, I'm afraid this little girl will jump up.

Xie An's words have not yet arrived in the climate, Xi Fanghui is very concerned and understanding of Xie An because of Xi Xuan, after all, he is the most outstanding Xiaolangjun under the age of ten in the weak fish pond, from the age of four to Jiankang, every year will bring surprises to people, but Xi Fanghui observed his words, although it is excellent, but calligraphy is not by talent can beat people.

Wang Xizhi's hand cocoon is the reason why Xi Fanghui is impressed by this little lady, he even had a good impression of a girl other than his sister for the first time, it is a very wonderful feeling, even if the sea of people is vast, even if the girl does nothing, he will feel that there is light on her body to attract him.

Xi Fanghui believes in the Tao of the Heavenly Master, and a cultivator should be pure-hearted and have few desires, but when he saw Wang Xizhi smiling at Xie An, his heart would be inexplicably anxious.

Xie An is not worthy of Wang Xizhi, whether it is from family background or talent, but Xi Fanghui never thought that he could be worthy of her, because this is much more difficult than marrying a princess, the princess is the Sima family, but Wang Xizhi is the Langya Wang family.

Xi Fanghui was studying ink in the middle of the banquet while thinking about traveling, and suddenly there was a figure standing in front of him, covering the light in front of him, he looked up, and saw a white-bearded young man with a long jade body, and asked his name to know that it was Wang Biaozhi.

When Wang Biaozhi was twenty years old, his hair was white for some reason, which did not affect his handsome appearance, but added a bit of fairy wind and bone temperament.

Wang Biaozhi is one of today's critics, although Yu Liang was very dissatisfied with his lateness, for the sake of Wang Xizhi's face, he didn't say anything about him, he took advantage of the fact that the competition had not yet started and had a cordial conversation with Sun Xuanxi Fang Hui one by one.

At the beginning of the competition, Yu Liang re-lit the incense, and Sun Sui was already sitting upright, thinking about which poem he was going to write today, and Kaicaoli naturally had to write a copy.

Xi Fanghui has already begun to write the "Taixuan" written by Yang Xiong in the Han Dynasty in three copies, copying the scriptures in small letters, cursive Xingyi, and Lishu nostalgia, but the temporary candidate Xie An did not study ink, and drew something on the paper with a piece of charcoal that he picked up from nowhere.

Yu Liang and He Chong frowned, Sima Yue's eyes were full of anticipation, Wang Xizhi held his face and whispered in the ears of the two brothers who acted as the left and right protectors: "Ahri is going to paint." ”

The ink soul list includes calligraphy and painting, Xie An's paintings were rarely seen in the past, which was done by him deliberately, after all, in his previous life, he began to pick up a paintbrush when he was in kindergarten, and he had enough skills to paint a bluffing painting.

Charcoal draft, after all, he has not drawn such a large painting for a long time, like a chessboard needs to be laid out in a whole, after the draft is finished, he finally grinds the ink, and then takes out a small mouse whisker pen and begins to draw the background, the outline of the city, the houses, the streets and alleys appear in the distance of the picture, and a person gallops on a horse on the city avenue.

Yu Liang and He Chong have both seen this painting, after Xie An wrote "Chivalrous Journey" that day, he painted this picture of a ranger riding a horse, compared to the casual nature of the day, Xie An has drawn a picture in his heart without reservation at this moment.

"This horse is very charming!" Originally, I was quietly looking at the painting, but suddenly someone shouted loudly, "The body is vigorous, the mane is flying and pleasant, galloping and flying, wonderful!" ”

Xie Anxin said, of course it is wonderful, after all, Master Xu Beihong's horse he had worked hard to copy.

Yu Liang said to the man: "Daolin, why don't you go to change your clothes first, this dusty body is out of place!" ”

Xie An glanced at the man when he changed the pen, his eyebrows were warm, it turned out that this was the horse idiot Zhi Daolin, who is now also sixteen years old, originally surnamed Guan, who is both proficient in metaphysics and believes in Buddhism, Yu Liang admires him a lot.

Zhi Daolin not only loves horses but also cranes, and at this moment, he went to see the cranes and poems drawn by Xie An before, and put his friend Sun Sui aside, and he didn't care that he was still the one who came to participate in the Ink Soul List today.

"It's a pity that I can't draw, otherwise I would have been able to draw my beloved horses and cranes."

Zhi Daolin stood beside Xie An, stared at him to finish the painting, and then changed his pen and began to write "Chivalrous Journey" on the left side of the painting.

Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming.

The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star.

Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles.

Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name.

Idle over the letter tomb drink, take off the sword and kneel forward.

will scorch Zhu Hai and persuade Hou Huan.

Three cups of Turannuo, Wuyue is light.

After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit is born.

Save Zhao with a golden hammer, Handan was shocked first.

Two strong men in Qianqiu, Xuanhe Liang City.

The bones of the arson are fragrant, and he is not ashamed of the world.

Who can write Your Excellency, the white head is too mystical.

The full text of "Chivalrous Travel" made by Xingshu has a chic rhyme, the first half of the poem has a strong sense of picture, and the second half of the poem expresses his chest directly, especially the last four sentences, Zhi Daolin couldn't help but read it when he looked at it, and then glanced at Wang Biaozhi's white hair and Xi Fanghui's just-completed "Taixuan", smiled and patted the seat: "If you want to choose one person between me and him to enter the ink soul list, I'm afraid I'm going to fall off the list!" ”

Zhi Daolin is worthy of being a Buddhist monk in later generations, and now he has never been a monk and is so open-minded, Xie An received the pen and returned the gift, and asked: "Brother Daolin has brought pen and ink, why don't you use mine?" ”

Zhi Daolin was naturally disrespectful, he still had the smell of the hay of the stable, and the corners of his robe seemed to have the hoof prints that had been trampled by the horses, and he was uninhibited to the extreme.

So what he wrote was naturally also a liberal cursive script, and after writing "Getaway" silently, he also appended his own opinions, this person is very good at metaphysics, and he is really not disfigured.

The ink soul list was a try, wonderful, and the final work was accepted, Yu Liang Yu Yi He Chong Bian Wangzhi Wang Biaozhi discussed it together, and finally announced that Xi Fang was rated as a fourth grade, which is no objection, because he has been excellent since he was a child, even if he is in the limelight by Wang Xizhi today, but he has a solid foundation, inherits the talent of the Xi family, and the grass is definitely top-notch in the younger generation.

Sun Xuan's six products, the poems are written fresh and mysterious, and the regular script also has its own style.

Zhidaolin Wupin, "Getaway" was written in a hurry, but it was wild and free, and the metaphysical commentary was extremely exquisite, which was impressive.

After that, Xie An and Wang Xizhi.

Both of them are not old enough to be on the ink soul list, but if they are talented, how can they be bound by their age?

Wang Xizhi undoubtedly used his metaphysical cultivation skills and "Huang Ting Jing" to ascend to the third grade.

It has been difficult to advance on the ink soul list since the fourth grade, which is really limited by talent, and now Wang Xizhi has obtained the third grade at a young age, and he is in the same order as Bian Wangzhi.

Bian Wangzhi said very fairly: "Wang Xizhi will be on the first product within ten years, such a genius, your Langya Wang clan can hide too deeply, but it is also Lord Situ's good intentions." ”

Although Bian Wangzhi was not accustomed to Wang Dao's various behaviors in the court and politics, he was very impressed with his calligraphy skills and skill in cultivating talents.

Wang Biao said: "The little nephew must go back and tell the uncle about the adult's praise." ”

In the end, it was Xie An's turn, no one would have thought that Xie An would want to challenge Xi Fanghui today to climb the ink soul list, but the poems and paintings in front of him are not fake, especially this hand-written book, which deserves to be smooth.

Zhong Xiang is good at small letters, but he also writes books, Wang Xizhi usually studies and understands Zhong Xiang's book, Xie An writes so well, everyone knows that Wang Xi's hand-written book will only be more amazing than regular script.

"An'er's painting is rare on weekdays, and I didn't think about it, but it seems that I have practiced it for more than ten years." Bian Wangzhi admired his student even more, "It seems that after Wang Shijiang, there will be another talent with excellent calligraphy and painting." ”

Wang Biaozhi smiled faintly: "He is one more than his uncle, and his poems are wonderful." ”

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After the announcement of the list, it has recently fallen to the West Mountain, and today's works will be returned to the Qingyun Tower, and the participants will inevitably stay hungry to take a few more looks.

Xi Fang returned to pack up and say goodbye to Wang Xi at this time, "Ah Xi, I'm going to leave Jiankang tomorrow." ”

Wang Xizhi thought for a while, and heard Long Bo say that General Xi Jian is now stationed in Guangling, and said politely: "Brother Xi is going back to Guangling?" Don't wait for the middle list? Soon after the ink soul list, he was elected as an official in the middle of the year, and Brother Xi's future was limitless. ”

"Go to Sanwu, go to find immortals and ask, participating in the Ink Soul List is to strengthen the reputation of the Xi family, I think you are writing for the Langya Wang family, people like us actually don't like to be in the limelight, if you have this kung fu, it is better to write a few more words......"

Xi Fang replied a lot, but Wang Xizhi's expression was dumbfounded, as if he was thinking about something, and only said after a while: "Not only for the Langya Wang family, in fact, I also want to enter the ink soul list with Ahri, and our names will be mentioned together in the future, many years later, we are all dead, but our books have been left, and future generations will see our books side by side." ”

The premise is that Qingyun Pagoda will not collapse, and the books they wrote will not be lost, Wang Xizhi did not expect this, her heart was full of joy, and she didn't seem to notice a trace of loneliness oozing out of Xi Fanghui's gentle eyes.

Wang Xizhi said goodbye to Xi Fanghui and went down a few floors to find Xie An.

Xie An was teasing the red crow that he had pinched at this time, and next to him stood a white-haired Taoist who was sweeping the floor, and Wang Biaozhi's white hair had a fight, but Wang Biaozhi was a young man, and this Taoist was thinking too much.

Wang Xizhi recognized this person, his surname is Guo, he has been in and out of Langya Wang's mansion since he was a child, when he was very young, he taught her a set of methods to identify the weather, and then he took the trouble to teach her astrological arithmetic, and said that he could know the future, and he wanted to look at her palmistry to calculate the future destiny for her.

She always felt that this person was chattering, and she still secretly cried the year he died, but she didn't think that he faked his death and was still alive in the Qingyun Tower of Jiankang City.

The Taoist is called Guo Pu, the word Jingchun, is a magician with a reputation no less than Ge Hong, the world says that Wang Dun killed Guo Pu, but Wang Xizhi knows that her Dunbo is actually a good person, because Guo Pu is still alive and secret.