What is life pursuing?

If you ask this question to a thousand people, I'm afraid you will get a thousand different answers. Even, at different times in each person's life, the answer must be different.

It's just that for Zhou Fushi at this time, what he is pursuing is very simple - to make Chu Feng ugly.

That's it.

And the means of Zhou Fushi to achieve this goal are also very simple, four words, push the boat down the river.

Unless calligraphy is really good to a certain extent, it is difficult to tell who is high and who is low, whether it is good or bad.

This is like the Jin people love Wang Xizhi very much, and despise Wang Xianzhi. In later generations, Wang Xianzhi was appreciated again, and even many people thought that Wang Xianzhi's calligraphy was better than that of his father Wang Xizhi. There is more than one thing like this.

People's aesthetics are constantly changing with the changes of the times. This is like a ring of fat swallows and thin, each with its own beauty, but the times are different, and the eyes of appreciation are naturally different.

Calligraphy is even more so, except for those that really bloom in the shining stars with a different kind of brilliance, or those that are really filtered out of the crystallization after the waves and sands, many things are just a kind of accumulation of history and a kind of deposition of art.

Beauty can be interpreted in a thousand ways, and calligraphy is even more so.

The handwriting is soft and beautiful, you could say it's not strong enough; Through the handwriting on the back of the paper, you could say that it is not agile enough. The handwriting of the chic dragon snake, you can say that it is too superficial...... No matter how strong things are, they have their own cracking rules, not to mention, calligraphy is originally a "full of loopholes" thing.

The affairs of the Zhou Mansion have long been prepared, and he has been in the Zhizhou Mansion of Hangzhou City for more than three years, where would he make a mistake in such a trivial matter?

"Oh, has Chu Lang already written? Let's show the two adults, and let the teacher take a look. Mr. Wen Duan smiled kindly.

"Yes, Mr. Lu's senior apprentice, we must have a good life tasting and tasting." The two adults smiled easily, and all they thought in their hearts was an official article and coped with things.

Chu Feng took the poem, walked over with a smile, and offered it with both hands.

Then, take a half step back and smile.

"No matter what the poetry and calligraphy are, just looking at Chu Langjun's humble and non-arrogant bearing, he is not a person who has lived under the people for a long time! Mr. Lu's methods are really clever, and even the apprentices have followed you with a bit of the atmosphere of a master outside the world. Lord Zhizhou took the poem, chuckled, and exclaimed.

Lord Tong also smiled, and wanted to answer the next sentence, but just as he spoke, he caught a glimpse of the handwriting on the paper, and was slightly stunned, and the words he wanted to say were choked in his throat.

"Outside the mountain, Qingshan Building, outside the building, ......" The general judge read a sentence under the gesture, and was a little surprised in his heart, and couldn't help but look up at Chu Feng.

Chu Feng was still standing aside, smiling slightly, as if he was modest and polite, and obviously had a bit of unruly air.

"When will the West Lake sing and dance be closed?" Master Tong read again, and this time, he looked at Mr. Wen Duan.

Mr. Wen Duan squinted his eyes, and a smile came out of the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. Obviously, he was very satisfied, and at the same time, he didn't show any surprise, but some of it was taken for granted.

The last two sentences, the general judge did not read again, because everyone already knew.

There was a brief silence in the room. This silence is short, but it contains thousands of thoughts and complex emotions.

The spring breeze blows into the porch, bypassing the screen, bringing with it the aroma of apricot blossoms.

A catkins wafted in with the smell of apricot blossoms. I don't know if the catkins are chasing the fragrance of apricot blossoms, or the fragrance of apricot blossoms is attached to the catkins.

The catkins fell on the paper, which could block the word "Hangzhou" of "Hangzhou", and trembled slightly in the breeze.

"This word ......" For a while, Lord Zhizhou didn't know what kind of emotions to give back.

"My apprentice is also self-taught, and the calligraphy is Cai Xiang's "Summer Hot Post", but the time of practice is not long, half a month. I don't know much about calligraphy, I'm a disciple and I have no teacher, and the two adults are also masters, if you have any opinions, I hope to see the thin face of the old man, and don't hesitate to teach. Mr. Wen Duan said with a smile.

"Small, half a month......" Lord Zhizhou repeated, the corners of his mouth twitched subconsciously.

The words that came out of Mr. Wenduan's mouth should not be a joke. It's just, in half a month, can you learn such handwriting from the post alone? It's a bit unbelievable! What's more, it's not just this calligraphy, but also this poem!

This poem looks simple and casual, but it is clear that it is weightless! Where is this the height that ordinary boys can reach?

He has been immersed in poetry for half his life, and what he can write now is only sentences such as "prosperity disappears with the rain, looking back at Qionglou, lonely shadows wandering". Such a seemingly casual lifting of weights is a height that every literati wants to achieve.

Poetry articles, calligraphy Danqing, even if you are a literati and a high roller, it is not easy to reach one of them, let alone such a person who has a bit of attainment in poetry and books?

And the most unacceptable thing for Lord Zhizhou is Mr. Wen Duan's sentence "I have been studying for about half a month".

Everyone has come from the imperial examination, and who has not studied the calligraphy? It's not uncommon to get a famous post in your hand once in a while, and the most important thing is that it only takes such a short time to achieve such an effect, which is staggering, even incredible.

Lord Zhizhou looked at Chu Feng, looked at this young man standing aside with an indifferent face, his heart floated up, and slowly fell.

He looked at the general judge next to him, and then at Mr. Wen Duan, who was sitting opposite, and chuckled.

"There are talented people in the country, and it seems that several of us are already old." Lord Zhizhou laughed to himself.

And next to him, Zhou Fushi, who was also standing, couldn't help but turn a little green. No matter how stupid he is, after all, he is a scholar, and he naturally sees through what he sees in front of him.

Such calligraphy...... is much better than himself, if he dares to speak rashly again, it will not be provoking, but arrogant.

What's more, Lord Zhizhou's words have set too many tones. He is just a small government official, where does he dare to screw with his boss?

Zhou Fushi is a smart person who knows what to do and what not to do. But once a person is too smart, he will inevitably be timid, and it is difficult for one party to express his feelings, and it is uncomfortable to block his chest.

But now what else can he do?