Chapter 21: The Crane of the Green Clouds, the Goose of the Hidden Pool

Mrs. Wei's words, Xie An's poems, Wang Xizhi's paintings. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

For a while, it became the prelude to the opening of the ink soul list, and when everyone arrived at the banquet, the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone in the middle seat were arranged, and Mrs. Wei was cleaning her hands with water full of petals, and Wang Xizhi sat down safely in the puzzled eyes of everyone.

Yu Yi was thinking about whether to help this little lady study ink, and as soon as Wang Xizhi got off the table, Xie An, who was originally meditating and composing poetry, naturally took over the box of servant A, took out a few pens and said, "What are you going to draw today?" ”

"It seems that only the painted white can see people."

"Then use this pen, and you don't draw a pen, what are you doing with these rat whisker pencils?"

"Ah Jia cleaned it up for me, he's stupid."

The little lady of the Wang family, who lives in the deep courtyard, is actually very familiar with Xie An, and the demeanor and interaction of this dialogue are completely the pleasant getting along with childhood sweethearts who have known each other for many years, and the corners of the mouth of the little lady of the family who were originally like hibiscus were slightly curved, revealing a child's innocent smile.

The breeze is gentle, the rattan paper is light, the sleeve robe is slightly swinging, the sandalwood and ink fragrance linger, the young men and girls at the beginning kneel and look at each other, one person is like a sinking water flame, one person is like a blue sky and clouds, and it is indescribably pleasing to the eye.

Now the two of them are still young, and I don't know how much these two people will look in a few years. Yu Yi secretly laughed at his troubles, and admired the pleasant picture with his hands, as if he remembered his youth with his friends.

Not many people in the audience knew that Wang Xizhi and Xie An were familiar, and they were even more surprised, in previous years, I heard that Wang Xizhi didn't even care much about the Gu Lu family, how could he look at Xie An differently?

Looking at the relationship between the two, I think it has been going back and forth for many years, Wang Xie and the two families live opposite each other, and the closest relationship is only that Xie Shang is doing things under Wang Dao, and Wang Xizhi wants to be good friends with other Xiaolangjun, and it must be through the approval of Lord Situ...... Thinking of the rumors that Xie Shang has disappeared now, Xie An has lost his position as an attendant in the East Palace, and Lord Situ has not forbidden the two to continue to communicate, could it be that the wind direction has changed?

This cooperation can be regarded as the first time that Wang Xie and his family have joined forces in public, right?

Even if it was two children who appeared.

It's just that these two children, one is a prodigy who became famous as soon as he entered Jiankang at the age of four, and the other is a Modao genius who has been studying Penglai Fati for ten years at the age of one, and they can't be regarded as ordinary children no matter what.

Is this considered Wang Ying, who was hiding in the West Garden to recuperate, and used Wang Xizhi's move to indirectly protect Xie's reputation?

When some people think of this, they can't help but look at the faces of Yu Liang and He Chong, and want to see what clues from the faces of the high-ranking people, but Yu Liang also wants to ask He Chong at this time, you are familiar with Director Wang, and you are my brother-in-law, how much do you know about Director Wang?

He Chong was very calm, because it was the first time that he knew that the little genius of the Wang family had been practicing calligraphy, but she was familiar with Xie An but she had heard Gu Yuezhi say it, and Gu Yuezhi also said: "Ah Su is not eccentric and uncaring for people, it's just that some people don't understand her way of getting along, and Ahri is very good with her." ”

Children's affairs, you adults don't understand, He Chong smiled slightly, since he became the teacher of the East Palace attendants, he felt that he seemed to have become a little younger, and it was better to have fun with children, because children do not deceive people.

Except for Xie An.

Xie An lost a few games of chess in a row in the competition a few days ago, so trying his best to deceive people, so different, but it was a pity that he couldn't stay with the little lord because he was so indulgent.

A person who can become a light should stand in a higher place than a mortal, such as this Qingyun Pagoda, if he only stands next to the little lord, then his light will turn into fire and burn the still immature green tree.

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When Mrs. Wei washed her hands and returned to the banquet, she saw that Xie An had rolled up her sleeves to study ink for Wang Xizhi, his technique was soft, such as his indifferent temperament like a light cloud, Wang Xizhi obediently waited for the ink, if she was at home on weekdays, she would start to write strokes in the air with her hands at this time, or throw stones to tease Dabai in the pond.

Mrs. Wei was stunned, and said in her heart, it turns out that someone will study ink for you, but the teacher is too worried.

Wang Xizhi was pondering, her painting could almost be said to be a mess. Although her uncle Wang Hui is a master of calligraphy and painting, the only picture in her memory of getting along with her uncle is the appearance of her uncle writing poems at the desk, when she had just passed the age of one, and would only hold the ink ball brush as a toy, and the uncle was patient, holding her hand and correcting her gesture of holding the pen over and over again.

It's just that the days are not long, when I was two years old, my uncle passed away, leaving a house full of calligraphy and paintings, the painting has all the natural scenery of landscapes, fish and insects, and the flying white book written by my uncle is ancient, she liked it very much, and has been secretly figuring out the meaning of the brush, of course, the child does not understand the meaning of the pen, she just wants to find the shadow of her relatives between the words...... So although her Feibai book has not been shot, but it is also well written, I saw Xie An write it at first glance yesterday, but I want him to learn the foundation for a long time and then let him read his uncle's Feibai post.

I didn't think that Xie An painted a bird's nest with flying white brushwork last night, turning it into a shape, which is a good idea, when Cai Yong realized that the flying white book was not because of the broom dragging the ink into shape?

Therefore, Wang Xizhi plans to follow the example and draw with flying white brushwork.

Feibaishu should take a quick word.

She dips the pen into the inkpool, licks the pen, takes a deep breath, and drops a stroke on the paper.

Flying White Book? Mrs. Wei knocked out the clues of her pen at a glance, because Wei's ancestors Wei Heng and Wei Qian are masters of writing Feibai books, and even Wang Hui also inherited Zhang Zhi and Wei Qian's penmanship.

Just after a few thoughts flashed through Mrs. Wei's mind, Wang Xizhi had already dropped nearly ten strokes, and he didn't have the leisurely mood when writing Xiaokai.

Just when the chicks of the object in the painting formed an ink ball, Wang Xizhi suddenly stopped, and then glanced at Xie An, who shook his head slightly.

Then Wang Xizhi calmly crumpled the rattan paper into a ball and threw it into the wooden box containing the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

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Everyone looked at each other speechlessly, wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, this Langya Wang's mysterious genius girl's painting is indescribably bad, except for the imposing brush, but I don't know what she is painting.

Xie An re-studied the ink for her, and said leisurely: "The first time you paint, you will always fail, you try a few more times, anyway, the elders are not in a hurry." ”

"No hurry, no hurry." Yu Liang and He Chong said in unison, they were not afraid of anything, they were afraid of scaring this little girl and crying, and spread the word that the elders of the world were bullying the little ones and deliberately suppressing the little lady of the Langya Wang family.

Wang Xizhi asked him, "Have you thought of Ahri's poem?" ”

Xie An nodded, "There is a poem about the goose, of course I have thought about it, and I am waiting for you to draw it." ”

It's to be drawn...... Goose? At this time, everyone understood that this Wang Xizhi was originally a famous goose idiot, the only little lady in the Langya Wang family, except for the fact that she could read Penglai Fati at the age of one and never wrote after being able to read Penglai Fati, the most widely spread gossip is that she loves geese very much, and it is the ordinary big white goose in the countryside.

Since then, there has never been goose dishes in Langya Wang's house.

"You said that geese are actually very easy to draw, which is the word 'z'." Wang Xizhi said to himself, "But I've studied for so many years, and it seems that I don't have any talent for painting." ”

Then she drew another one, but it was still a mess, and the paper was thrown away again.

But all the calligraphers present are calligraphers on the ink soul list, even if the talent is limited, when they see it for the second time, they suddenly react, this girl's pen and white skills are comparable to many people on the ink soul list.

The connection crumpled six pieces of paper, but the more people looked at it, the distance from the initial ink mass, to the gradual clarity of the strokes, and then the gradual transformation from the shape of calligraphy to the lines of painting, was only a short distance of six sheets.

During this period, although Wang Xizhi's behavior of kneading the paper ball seemed to be a little girl's anger, the expression on her face was always calm, just like the rumored "stupid", and this stupid expression was really cute, and the baby's fat cheeks would bulge from time to time, which was the expression she showed after listening to Xie An's opinion.

"It's not more than seven."

Wang Xizhi clasped the table with his knuckles, looked at the seventh piece of paper, as if giving himself an order.

So just as she was about to paint, Xie An got up and chanted slowly: "The name of this poem is "The Goose Presents the Crane". ”

"Jun is sent into the clouds because of the wind,"

"I was driven to the ducks."

"Snow Neck Frost Hair Red Net Palm,"

"Where is it better to see you?"

Xie An walked while groaning, walked a total of six steps, circled Wang Xi, and finally stopped at her hand, and she just stopped writing, the goose with a curved neck is like a bird that wants to fly in the wind, this is the meaning of Feibai's brushwork.

It's just that this goose is still missing, and that is the goose's eyes.

Everyone is still immersed in Xie An's poems at the moment, and they don't have time to point out the strangeness in her paintings, but they only feel that Xie An's poems are like Wang Xizhi saying to all the people who despise her, you are all lonely and proud cranes that fly in the wind and fly, I am a goose and can only be with ducks, and my goose is also a snow-white neck, frosty wings, and vermilion soles, which point is not as good as your crane?

But Wang Xizhi recalled this poem, broke the silence and asked: "Ahri, the duck is also good, at least it is delicious, can you eat crane meat?" Is it the legendary poison crane top red? ”

Xie An thought about it, this poem was written by Bai Juyi, but he didn't mean to discriminate against ducks, but he still explained: "Crane meat can be eaten, not only meat, bones and brains but also medicinal, and the red on the top of its head is not crane top red, the poison is actually practiced by the pill, and it has a nice name." ”

As soon as Xie An mentioned the pill, Teacher Bian Wangzhi, who was silent on the side, suddenly said: "An'er is a disciple of Ge Hong Immortal Master, who learned acupuncture and moxibustion at an early age, and also obtained the secret book of Immortal Master's pill medicine. ”

This unprovoked narration seems to remind everyone that Xie An lost the position of East Palace Attendant, but he will not only compose poetry and write, but he will also know medical skills, and in the future, he may be able to inherit Ge Hong's pill medicine, which is more difficult to come by than becoming an East Palace attendant in the Jin Dynasty when alchemy has become a fashion trend.

Xie An was very grateful to Bian Wangzhi, and was about to thank him, when he heard Bian Wangzhi faintly say again, "Since it is a poem to answer the crane, there is a goose, and naturally there must be a crane, An'er, you can draw it." ”

Wang Xizhi handed him the pen as good as a stream.

Xie An took the pen, his hand lightly swiped the paper, on the clumsy goose without losing his spirit, dragging the pen to draw the wind and clouds, when the ink was dry, and then a few strokes in the clouds outlined the outline of the crane, and there was a crane above the clouds.

However, the goose on the ground was dumbfounded, and looked lifeless because it had no eyesight.

Mrs. Wei looked at it for a long time, and finally shook her head and smiled at Wang Xizhi, "Your child still hasn't changed, I used to write and deliberately left a stroke to embarrass the teacher, and now I have to leave an eye to embarrass the teacher?" ”

"Please also ask the teacher to put the finishing touch." Wang Xizhi respectfully handed over a stroke with both hands, "I hope the teacher will help it climb to the clouds." ”