Chapter 17: Wang Xie Tang in front of the Yan Rank Mud

Wang Xizhi was stunned by the lotus pond for a while, but was awakened by the swallow that swept overhead, and the swallow wanted to return to the nest but found that the door of the house was crowded with people, and flew away in shock. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

There were two cases of pen, ink, paper and inkstone in front of the Maoying Pavilion, Xie An was already sitting in the seat, with a lazy look of wanting to end the competition as soon as possible, Xi Xuan refused to enter the table, and her eyes fell on Wang Xizhi, as if she wanted to see through her whole person.

When Wang Xizhi walked back, Yanzi obediently followed her, if she wasn't afraid of soiling her clothes, she would have beckoned it to come down, but as soon as she raised her eyes, she bumped into Xi Xuan's gaze, she didn't know why Xi Xuan was staring at herself like this, could it be that her face was stained with ink? She quickly wiped her face with her sleeve.

"Ah, come and sit here."

Xie An waved his hand to her and motioned her to go to Xie Zhenshi's side, Xie Zhenshi had already laid out the soft mat, Chu Lianzi obediently leaned on A-Niang's side, and Xie Zhenshi had an empty seat on the other side, which was reserved for Wang Xizhi.

"Sister Maseki." Wang Xizhi had known about his family in Xie An's mouth for a long time, but he was a little embarrassed to sit with his family, after all, he slipped in through the back door, and he had never officially visited Xie An's brother in the past few years, and now there was another sister with a kind face, she was inexplicably shy, and her voice became soft as a light cloud.

Xie Zhenshi took her hand and knelt down, and suddenly found that the girl's fingers were not soft and soft, they were the hands holding the pen, and the middle finger was calloused, even if it was carefully maintained, it could not withstand the wear and tear of more than half of the hours of practice a day.

Chu Garlic's eyes were sharp, and he sighed in a low voice along with Ah Niang's gaze: "Ah Niang, Xizhi's hands are calloused." ”

"Garlic, Xizhi is the same generation as your third uncle, how can you call him by his name?"

"Xizhi is a little bigger than garlic, my name is Ah Xuan and Sister Xuan, although we are also a generation apart."

Wang Xizhi shook his head slightly, "It's okay." ”

"Does it hurt?" Chu Lianzi grabbed her hand, the hands of the two girls were held together, and their complexions were almost as transparent as jade in the faint sunlight, but Wang Xizhi's middle finger was slightly flawed.

"It doesn't hurt." Wang Xizhi originally thought that Chu Garlic was too noisy, but now seeing her looking at her hand with a distressed look, he couldn't help but reach out and touch her head, and then waved his hand into the air, letting the swallow land next to Chu Garlic, which made the little girl extremely happy.

Xi Xuan suddenly walked in front of Wang Xizhi, also knelt down, and looked at the girl who was similar to his youth, "If Xie An loses, will you make a move?" ”

Wang Xi was stunned.

Xi Xuan said again: "Or do you compare with me?" Just now you said that Mrs. Wei is only accepted because my talent is not as good as yours, so even if my talent is not as good as yours, but I have been working hard all these years, and you have never been to Qingyun Tower, what is the explanation? What do you know if you haven't been selected for the weak fish pond? ”

Wang Xizhi shook his head very naturally, "I don't need it." ”

Xie An held his forehead on the side and smiled secretly, his family's Ah Su spoke so much that he loved it, except for her in the entire Jiankang City, there was about the Xun Xian child who he had seen in Taicheng before, and as soon as the two of them opened their mouths, they naturally made people vomit three liters of blood.

Xi Xuan got up suddenly, "What do you mean?" ”

Wang Xizhi rolled his eyes, tilted his head and thought for a while, as if he was sorting out his words, "Calligraphy takes years of practice, and the weak fish pond is only the ranking of teenagers under the age of sixteen, and it can't represent a person's real strength, so the words are not good-looking." If you compete with someone who doesn't write well, then you won, and your own writing can only be regarded as barely readable. ”

Xie An saw that Xi Xuan was about to faint, and thought to himself, this sentence can actually be translated as: I am not targeting you, but saying that everyone here is writing ugly.

The weak fish pond list is just a gimmick to make a name for himself, Wang Xizhi is addicted to ink and doesn't need these false names to be distracted.

Xi Xuan was stunned for a long time, and actually understood what she meant, "Do you think you have no opponent among your peers, so you didn't make a move and was silent for ten years?" ”

“…… I don't know, but Ah Jing Hu Zhi and Ah Li are not as good as I write, so I don't have to compare. ”

Only then did Xi Xuan find that Chu Lianzi was still holding Wang Xizhi's hand, remembering the conversation between the two just now, she quickly took her hand and gently pulled Wang Xizhi up, "You...... Have calluses on your fingers?! Have you been practicing? ”

The two girls were very close, one was bright and the other was elegant, the two held hands, and the hair in their dresses swayed lightly in the wind, which was very eye-catching.

Xi Xuan was shocked, Wang Xizhi couldn't keep up with her reaction, his eyes were empty again, and he looked a little stunned, "Of course you have to practice, Mrs. Wei said that she practiced calligraphy and wrote the stone bark of the whole mountain, and one day it rained in the mountains, and the rain fell with ink, and the whole mountain was dyed with ink ......"

Xi Xuan hurriedly continued: "Yes, yes, there is also an ink washing pool in her home, she washed the pen in the pool when she was a girl, and year after year, the pool was dyed black!" ”

Wang Xizhi's eyes suddenly lit up with starlight, and he said: "Because Mr. Zhang Zhi also has an ink washing pool, so Mrs. Wei follows suit, and I also have an ink washing pool, which was originally my family's big white pool, and now the ink in the water has dyed its hair black." ”

The anger in Xi Xuan's eyes also quietly dissipated, and his voice couldn't help but be half a degree lower, "You still have geese now, I thought it was a rumor." ”

"I still have seventeen cylinders of ink." Wang Xizhi suddenly withdrew his hand and said with a smile, "Your talent is not as good as mine, and you are not diligent enough for me, can you be convinced now?" ”

When Xi Xuan saw the cocoon on her fingers, her original jealousy and hatred for her were swept away, and her mysteries for many years were solved.

Xi Xuan touched his fingers, softly, and there was no calluse.

That's the gap in practice.

Xie An and Xi Xuan's competition was about to start, Xi Xuan still couldn't swallow his breath before sitting down, and said to Xie An: "If I win, then Ah Xi will compete with me, if I lose, then how about my brother and Ah Xi have a competition?" ”

Ah-hee? After only a while, Xi Xuan called out so affectionately?

Xie An shook his head secretly, and the girl's heart was really needled.

Then Xi Xuan said to Wang Xi again: "Ah Xi, since you don't want to compete with the weak fish pond, then my brother will conduct the evaluation of the Ink Soul List tomorrow, can you come forward on behalf of the Langya Wang family?" ”

"Your brother?" Wang Xizhi followed Xi Xuan's gaze and saw the handsome and thin young man Xi Fanghui and Sun Sui beside her.

Xie Zhenshi explained: "Tomorrow in the evaluation of the Ink Soul List of Qingyun Tower, Xi Fanghui and Sun Sui are both participants, and the only evaluator is your Langya Wang Clan. ”

"No wonder Long Bo said that Brother Tiger Calf slipped away, and there was no one at home to be the evaluator, and asked Mrs. Lei to ask me if I wanted to go......" Wang Xizhi said to himself, and then glanced at Xie An again, the two of them had a good heart, and did not make a sound, Xie An nodded, Wang Xizhi bit his lip, and then Xie An blinked again.

……

Chu Garlic looked at the expressions of the two, her eyes turned quickly, and she said in Ah Niang's ear: "Garlic found that when the third uncle looked at Xizhi, he was more gentle than looking at Garlic." ”

Xie Zhenshi didn't speak, just smiled faintly, and there was a faint sorrow hidden between his eyebrows: Langya Wang's family, even if the Yu family is big now, the prestige and strength of the gate valve are headed by the Langya Wang family after all. If in two years, Wang Xizhi wants to talk about marriage, how can it be his turn to get the Chen Jun Xie family?

……

Under Xie An's silent encouragement, Wang Xizhi finally nodded to Xi Xuan, "Okay, I hope that Brother Xi won't be humble because of my age." ”

The Xi brothers and sisters seem to have gradually adapted to Wang Xizhi's verbal expression, and others will definitely say modest words such as "I hope Brother Xi will be merciful when the time comes", but Wang Xizhi will not, she is not proud or inferior, she truthfully says what she thinks, and she is really a frank person.

Xi Fanghui naturally replied: "If Sister Xuan wins, then the contemptible people are fortunate enough to be able to discuss ink with the unborn Mo Dao genius of the Langya Wang Clan, and it will inevitably become the attention of the entire Jiangzuo." ”

After the explanation was completed, Xie An and Xi Xuan were finally able to calm down and write.

Xi Xuan wanted to test the regular script, because Mrs. Wei was famous for the regular script, and she had been learning to come to her.

Regular script is the foundation, although Xie An began to practice cursive calligraphy, but regular script is the most familiar.

Xi Xuan is silently writing part of the "Donghua Jade Chapter", that is, the inner part of the Huang Ting Jing.

Xie An was watching the sky, watching the swallows flying around in the nest of the eaves building, they came from the small courtyard of the king of the opposite door, the green trees were shady, the walls were crawling with vines and small flowers, and the weeping willows raised thousands of wisps outside the wall, and the swallows would shuttle among the willows when they did not go home.

This is the Wuyi Lane he loves the most.

There's no more intoxicating time for him than in Wuyi Alley.

Because there are Yan, Liu, family, and Wang Xizhi.

It has nothing to do with the collapse of Wang Xie's family thousands of years later, it has nothing to do with Wuyi Alley being burned down, knocked down and rebuilt, being sung and trampled by countless ink tourists and tourists, and it has nothing to do with the spring and autumn birds of later generations hurriedly swept across the sky and flew into the homes of ordinary people.

There is a good time in his heart that will be frozen in Wuyi Alley forever.

Xie An withdrew his gaze and found that Wang Xizhi was looking at herself, even if she was gorgeously dressed, she was not like those little ladies of the family in Jiankang City, she was always out of place, as if she was going to be far away from him at any time, just like walking in the snow that year, she was not as tall as her so she walked slowly, if she didn't wait for herself, then she would definitely have to go far.

But she waited.

She seemed to have been waiting for him, in her little yard, under the moonlit tree while practicing her words silently.

Xie An knew that he would win over Xi Xuan, and he knew what kind of waves Wang Xizhi would set off once he appeared on the Qingyun Pagoda Ink Soul List, and he would be watched by thousands of people.

Maybe then, she will no longer be just a little girl who has been hidden.

But he still wanted her to be known and let everyone know that Wang Xizhi would become the first person in Jiang Zuomodao.

Thinking of this, the pen in Xie An's hand was already dipped in ink, his hand touched the paper, closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, the tip of the pen had its own breath dispersed, and for a while the swallow seemed to sense something, flapping its wings and flying towards the courtyard, hovering in mid-air.

"The mud swallow, the sound is sneering, and the tail is salivating. Where to go in autumn, see you again in spring. ”

"Wouldn't you solve the problem of flying high in the blue clouds, what is the mud on the ground? Although the mud is cheap, there is a camp, and the apricot beam is about to become a nest. I don't see a hundred birds and people are afraid of people in the woods, and they are caught in the snar, and they are not allowed to enter the Chinese house. ”

"Swallow rank mud, the wisdom of a hundred birds is not with Qi."

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ps: Last night, the spring thunder in Nanling Town, the power was cut off overnight, the thunder and spring rain were endless, and there were bird's finches crying in the woods outside the window in the early morning (so I couldn't update last night)