Chapter 22 Winter Dream, the First Stroke of Yongzi
Chapter 22: Winter Dream, the first stroke of Yongzi
On the night of Situ's family banquet, Xie An had a strange dream when he returned home. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
Because he was drunk with fruit wine, he was finally carried home by Xie Shang, and he was stuffed into the futon without even taking off his clothes. In the aroma of fruit wine, he slept for an unknown amount of time, and suddenly his chest was hot, and he woke up as if he had been burned with an iron.
He thought it was drunkenness, but when he untied his coat in a daze, a piece of paper slipped out, and then a huge black shadow rushed out, obscuring his vision.
There was a lonely lamp in the room to facilitate getting up at night, and at this moment, the hazy light and shadow had something that made his heart palpitate.
At this time, Xie An was completely awake, and the black shadow on the tent was like a huge bird, with its wings spread out, wanting to fly.
What is it?
Xie An didn't know if it was a dream or a reality for a while, but he was indeed frightened.
It was as if a pair of eyes were staring at him in the darkness.
Xie An remained motionless, stalemate with the black shadow, and gradually the heat of his body faded, calming down his unconscious head.
Then, daringly, he reached out and sank into the shadows.
At first, he didn't feel the existence of the physical monster, but the moment his hand touched the black shadow, the huge black shadow let out a howl that only the two of them could reach, as if it had fallen from the nine skies into the most secret heart, reverberating faintly.
After the whistle, the black shadow on the tent suddenly split, splitting into countless small birds and swooping down on him.
Can't move!
Although Xie An could not reach the real birds, he could clearly feel them crashing into his chest one by one, painless, but even more frightened.
I don't know how long it took for him to be hit by heavy fatigue, and he quickly fell asleep.
The next day he slept until three o'clock in the morning before waking up, and the first thing he did when he woke up was to touch his chest, and there was nothing unusual or hot.
It's just that his coat has been torn off, and the piece of paper that Wang Xizhi gave him last night slipped on the side of the pillow.
He picked up the paper and opened it to see that it was blank, obviously he saw Wang Xizhi write a stroke with sesame paste last night.
There are too many things that can't be figured out, and before Xie An can figure it out, he was taken to the study by his cousin Xie Shang.
Xie Shang wants to train him to be: a genius child with dual cultivation of Xuanru, both civil and military, calligraphy and painting, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and music and dance, how can he use the beautiful morning light on sleeping!
And he told him again and again, Ahri, that though you have been doing well lately, if you are proud and complacent, you will be like a boat sailing against the current, and if you do not advance, you will retreat.
Xie An understood his cousin's painstaking efforts, and nodded like pounded garlic.
A few days have passed since the Situ family banquet, Xie An was still locked up in the small courtyard of the study by Xie Shang to study, and he didn't know anything about the outside world, let alone how many people envied and praised Xie's father in the past few days.
Everyone said that Father Xie had a son of divine wisdom, and a song "Song of the Goose" was issued in Qingyun Pagoda, and the children in the streets and alleys memorized it catchily.
Even the masters in the private school have to use Xie An's "Yongmei" and "Yongge" as poems for students' early education.
And Jiao's don't know how many teeth he has broken and how many walnuts he has broken in the past few days. Hu pecans are walnuts, and these walnuts are all used by her as brain food to force the bear child Xie Wan to eat.
Xie Wan is actually not bad, and he is smarter than ordinary children of the same age, but there are too many prodigies around him, but he is not outstanding. He didn't care much about it, and he knew that the third brother worked much harder than him on weekdays, after all, Xie Shang was not a human being when he was strict!
Let's talk about Xie Shang.
Since the death of the first emperor Sima Rui, his son Sima Shao, the new emperor, was considered a wise and decisive person, on the one hand to pacify and combat the power of Wang Dao and the Langya Wang clan, on the other hand, to promote young courtiers and non-family generals, and to rectify the rule of officials in full swing.
So Director Wang took retreat as advance, avoided its edge, and was happy to retreat after the winter solstice, Wang Dao ranked first on the Ink Soul List and third on the Xuanwu List, and retreat was naturally the best excuse.
But after all, as a powerful minister and the head of the supreme gate lord clan, subordinate officials and clerks still have to go to the palace every day to report on political affairs, and one of the subordinate officials fell on the young Xie Shang.
Since the Zhou Dynasty, men have been crowning at the age of 20, and there have been many changes in later generations, and Xie Shang has just turned sixteen to inherit his father's title, which is considered an adult.
Because of the graceful dance at Situ's night banquet, Xie Shang has also become a talking point in the mouths of Jiangzuo girls.
For a while, the Xie family suddenly became a little dazzling because of Xie Shang and Xie An.
But in the eyes of some families, the Xie family was only three generations of officials in the Jin Dynasty, and it was not really convincing - his grandfather was the head of the Tai School, and he was not valued for specializing in Confucianism; Xie Kun is Jiangzuo Bada, and Xuanru's double cultivation can be regarded as a firm foothold for the Xie family, but unfortunately he passed away early; The third-generation Xie Shang, although he has a thin name, only follows Director Wang as a small subordinate official, and Director Wang is half-hidden, and he is also very low-key.
Especially the Ruan family, who had just eaten deflated at the Situ family banquet.
In previous years, the Ruan clan had many romantic people, but some young children still held the old dream of being a nobleman and did not take the new scholars seriously.
After the winter solstice, the Ruan family left Xie Yi's wife and children in the Ruan family under the pretext that Ruan Xie's father was seriously ill and needed to be accompanied by his daughter and grandchildren.
Xie Yi went to Ruan's house several times but failed to get a good deal, and Xie's father planned to visit him in person after the government affairs were busy at the end of the year. This is a big matter, if it weren't for Father Xie's appearance, I was afraid that Xie Shang would go to the Ruan family with his second brother Xie Ju.
This day was Xie Shang's first day in office, and Xie An could finally steal half a day of leisure and start the idea of the second floor of the study room again.
Because Xie Shang didn't intend to let him get in touch with the Penglai classics so soon, and used the fact that Wang Xizhi of the opposite door had read the Penglai Fati at the age of one and now fainted when he saw the book.
I don't have a certain amount of concentration, and after reading the Penglai classics full of mystical power, it is like looking for death.
In addition, there is a talisman of Da Bo Xie Kun as a seal at the door of the second floor, and the height of that piece of paper, he can't reach it on tiptoe.
It's just that Xie An really couldn't hold back his curiosity, and while Xie was still away, he moved a pen in his hand and moved a small bench to stand on it, and finally was able to catch the word on the door.
Unwrap the paper on the characters first, and the word "door" comes into view.
Door word.
It is not the cursive script that Xie Kun is accustomed to, but the regular script.
If you want to enter the second floor, you must first break the word.
It's just that Xie An hasn't figured out how this "broken word" is until now.
But it will never leave the word "door".
Xie An stared at this character for a long time, and suddenly remembered the first lesson in learning calligraphy in his previous life: the eight methods of Yongzi.
The Eight Methods of Yongzi are extended from the eight basic dot painting methods of "Yong", as a must-learn lesson for beginners in calligraphy.
There are no repeated strokes of the character "Yong", and the eight dot paintings composed of them are the basic strokes of calligraphy, which reflects the skill of writing with a pen and layout in regular script.
The eight strokes of Yongzi are: side, le, crossbow, 趯, strategy, sweeping, pecking, and 磔.
For later generations, the Yongzi Eight Methods were already very commonly known, but at this time, in the Jin Dynasty, the "Yongzi Eight Laws" was regarded as the secret method of the calligraphy family.
Later generations have different opinions about the founder of the Yongzi Eight Laws, most of which are related to the sage Wang Xizhi, but there is evidence that the Yongzi Eight Methods existed in Wang Xizhi's birth...... But in any case, Xie An knew that not many people in this world now knew the Yongzi Eight Laws.
Because even Xie Yi and Xie Shang have never taught him.
Thinking of the Eight Methods of Yongzi, Xie An suddenly recalled the last point he asked Wang Xizhi to write down the bird last night.
That point should be the same as the first point of the Yongzi, which is the right point.
The first stroke of Yongzi is the point, the point is the side, such as the bird turning over the side, the pen needs to fall against the front, and the pen is full of pen back to the front.
Write the first stroke of Yongzi, sure to hand and heart contain momentum, the pen is crisp, sharp, and the point should fall on the right side, deviation will affect the shape of the whole word.
Xie An didn't remember Wang Xizhi's stroke that night very clearly, but the natural momentum when she put down the pen really made him unforgettable.
That's why he sighed at the time, believing that with this momentum, this cute Lori will definitely become a book saint.
"What if you use the Yongzi Eight Methods to break this word?"
Xie Andetian's advantage is that he is already familiar with the eight methods of Yongzi, and when he dismantled the word "door", he found that there were only three strokes (traditional door characters) in this word, which were in the eight methods of Yongzi: Le, Nu, and Bao.
In layman's terms, it is horizontal, vertical, and hooked.
The structure of this word is tight in the middle and hollow, so the only place that can be broken is the empty space of the door word.
People are prisoners.
But if no one comes in, how can it be broken?
Like a ghost, Xie An remembered the momentum of Wang Xizhi's first stroke of Yongzi, and couldn't help but take down the pen in his mouth, preparing to write a stroke on the word "door" of Uncle Xie Kun.
Of course, what he wants to write is the first stroke of Yongzi.
As soon as the ink fell on the paper, the seemingly ordinary words and paper released a powerful mysterious force, and Xie An only felt that the small door in front of him was gradually enlarged, as if it could break the roof of the Moying Pavilion.
It's the illusion of words!
Xie Kun's ten-year power of Xuan cultivation suddenly poured out like a surging torrent.
It was just a simple action of putting down a pen, Xie An had unconsciously bit his lip out of blood, but thinking of the momentum of Wang Xizhi's stroke, he was unwilling, and took a few quick deep breaths, trying to stop his heart that was about to burst.
The first stroke of Yongzi should be as imposing as a rainbow, and the gesture should be like a bird turning sideways, the peak falling stone, sharp and unstoppable.
……
But in front of Xie Kun's Xuanxiu power, he was like a weak fish, in danger of being stunned by the river at any time.
Is it still too small? This is the reason why Xie Shang did not let him come into contact with Penglai classics!
In any case, he still wants to make a pen!
For some reason, his body began to burn again, and this time he could clearly feel the burning pain blooming in his chest, and the bird in his dream rushed out as if summoned by the call, and then a white light crashed into Xie Kun's "door" along his pen.
Bird entry for cages!
The momentum on the characters suddenly dissipated, Xie An was already sweating profusely when he came to his senses, and when he withdrew the pen, it was clearly visible that the first point of the Yongzi fell in the "door", like a bird flying over its feathers.
It's just that the word breaking failed, and the bird was kept in a cage.
His hand trembled and he lowered, and now he could no longer grasp the pen, and his young knuckles were trembling.
Xie An seemed to vaguely understand something, about Wang Xizhi, about the eight laws of Yongzi, and about the mysteries of this world.
On the night of Situ's family banquet, Wang Xizhi gave him the first pen he wrote.
Maybe that was the first stroke of her Xuan Xiu Mo Dao, so there was a bird flying out of his chest last night, because there was nothing else on his chest except the paper given by Wang Xizhi.
He now wants to run to the lonely courtyard across the door to ask Lori, who is usually cute and distracted, and has a super long reflex arc, what has happened all these years.
It's just that after leaving the study that day, Xie An began to have a high fever, which was about to overdraw too much energy in the child's body.
Xie An lay in bed for more than ten days in a row, and Xie Shang certainly found the reason on the third day of his low-grade fever that did not go away, and he found that his father had a little more "door" on it.
There was a mixture of surprise, pity and anger in his heart, in short, Xie Shang chose a good day and an auspicious day to beat him up after Xie An recovered from his illness, of course, this is the later story.
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PS: The metaphysical part of this article is related to calligraphy, ink and qin painting. The next chapter returns to the everyday. I don't recommend it next week.,Ask for a collection.。