Liu Jintang was puzzled and immediately went to buy pen, ink, paper and inkstone. It didn't take too long, Liu Jintang returned to his residence with a brand-new pen, ink, paper, and inkstone. Liu Jintang came to Li Zhen's room and reported: "President, the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone you prepared have been bought. Could it be that you really want to send the four treasures of the study to Scott, such as pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, I'm afraid it won't work! ”

Li Zhen said lightly: "Who said I want to send pen, ink, paper, and inkstone?" ”

Liu Jintang was stunned for a moment, thinking that you bought a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, aren't you just giving it away?

"Sharpen my ink!" Li Zhen commanded.

Liu Jintang nodded busily and began to sharpen the ink. Poor Liu Jintang bought pen, ink, paper and inkstone for Li Zhen to run errands, and now he is a scholar for Li Zhen.

It took a lot of effort for Liu Jintang to solve the problem of ink.

Li Zhen took out a brand new white paper, spread it on the desk, and wrote down a line of brush words - 'Lao Ji is in the middle of nowhere, and his ambition is thousands of miles; The martyrs are in their twilight years, and their hearts are strong. The sentence is a good sentence, but this line of words is like a crooked melon and cracked dates, very ugly, like a beginner's handwriting. Li Zhen shook his head, really helpless. He had learned to write calligraphy, but it was still difficult for him to get into the hall of elegance.

Liu Jintang stared at Li Zhen's words, and couldn't help but want to laugh, but he didn't dare to laugh, and his face was flushed.

Li Zhen shouted: "What are you laughing at?" You write! ”

Liu Jintang shook his head and said, "President, I joined the army at the age of twelve. When I was at home, I only went to private school for a few days, and the calligraphy I wrote was even more ugly than what you could write. In my opinion, you can put pen to paper. ”

Li Zhen snorted and said, "It's good to know that the words are uglier than what I write, and you are not allowed to laugh!" ”

Liu Jintang seemed to be smiling, extremely uncomfortable.

Li Zhen took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and rewrote another pair of words.

This one is slightly better than the previous one, and it is more durable.

Li Zhen was not satisfied, put this piece of writing aside for the time being, and continued to stroke the pen. As he wrote, he thought in his heart, how good it would be if Zeng Guofan or Zuo Zongtang were here, with Zeng Guofan or Zuo Zongtang making a move, things would be much easier. It's a pity that the people in the army are all mud legs, and their writing is more ugly than his, so they have to rely on themselves.

Li Zhen wrote down word by word, writing dozens of words and selecting them one by one. It seemed that it was difficult to find the most suitable pair, and finally Li Zhen chose a pair of cursive script.

Liu Jintang frowned and said, "President, this picture is not the best. ”

Li Zhen dried the ink, looked at Liu Jintang with white eyes, and said: "You know a fart, this character is cursive, elegant and very casual, not easy to read." Written in this way, the more people can't recognize it, the more it can cover up the poor handwriting of the brush. I don't understand this little trick, it's really bad. The next time someone asks you for pen and ink, you write according to my method, and the more elegantly you write, the more unrecognizable it is, the more people think it's a good word. ”

Liu Jintang gave a thumbs up, suddenly realized, and said, "I took it." ”

Li Zhen smiled, and his face also showed satisfaction.

He took out the quill pen and ink that he had prepared, dipped the quill pen in ink, and wrote on the white paper in English: 'Lao Ji Fu Fang, aiming for a thousand miles; The martyrs are in their twilight years, and their hearts are full of strength'. In this way, the two characters are in stark contrast. Compared with Li Zhen's calligraphy, this line of English is first-class.

After writing, Li Zhen began to write and stamped the seal belonging to Li Zhen. Li Zhen put it away with satisfaction, tied the rope, let out a long breath, and said with a smile: "Our gift is this one, let's go, go and visit Scott." ”

"Ahh

Liu Jintang exclaimed in surprise and said, "President, just send this picture?" Are you sure? ”

Li Zhen nodded and said, "Let's go, I have my own plans." ”

Liu Jintang could not interfere with Li Zhen's decision, turned to leave, and the two left the residence together, heading towards Scott's residence. Mr. Scott's apartment was not far from the White House, and twenty minutes later, Mr. Li and Mr. Zuo drove to the outside of Mr. Scott's building. Scott lived on the second floor, and Li Zhen and Liu Jintang came to the door and knocked on the door.

Soon, the door opened.

A middle-aged woman in her early forties called the door, she stared at Li Zhen and Liu Jintang, reached out and wiped it on her apron, with a vigilant look, and asked, "Who are you looking for?" ”

Li Zhen said: "Please tell Mr. Scott that Li Zhen is visiting. ”

"Bang dang!"

The door closed, and the woman turned around and went back into the house to report it.

In less than two minutes, the door opened again.

Scott personally came out to greet him, waved his hand and said, "President Lee, please!" ”

Li Zhen and Liu Jintang entered the living room one after another, Li Zhen took out the words tied with string, handed them to Scott, and said with a smile: "Mr. Scott, this is the first time I have come to the door, and I don't have any money on me, and I don't know your preferences, so I can only give a small gift as a souvenir." This is a pair of words I wrote, I hope you like it. ”

Scott took it and thanked him again and again.

He untied the rope and saw a pair of calligraphy, as well as English writing underneath.

Scott didn't understand the calligraphy of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing at all, but felt that it was an unrecognizable character outlined on it by black ink. However, Scott knew the English below, and the English writing was quite beautiful, so that Scott couldn't help but nod his head in praise. After reading the payment, he understood that this was a gift from Li Zhen, and a smile appeared on his face.

There is no doubt that the meaning of this painting is what he is talking about!

The martyrs are in their twilight years, and their hearts are strong!

This is exactly his state of mind at this moment, although he is old, his ambition has not been annihilated.

This picture speaks to Scott's heart.

Scott smiled and said gratefully, "President Lee, this is the most precious gift I have ever received, thank you!" He carefully put it away, and then put the piece away. Returning to his seat, Scott asked, "I greatly admire the talent of President Lee. I couldn't agree more with your plan. Even, the military and economic control you proposed is more relevant than my plan. ”

Li Zhen smiled and said: "Mr. Scott has won the award, you have been in a hundred battles, you have been in the army for nearly 50 years, such a long service time, I am afraid that only a person like you who is willing to pay for the country can give his life to the country." ”

When Scott heard Li Zhen's words, he was even happier in his heart.

If someone else was patting his horse, Scott wasn't necessarily happy. But Li Zhen's words of praise happened to choose the most proud thing of Scott, and it touched Scott's heart.

So, Scott's impression of Li Zhen is very good.

Scott changed his words and said with a smile: "President Lee, when you were discussing things at the White House today, you said that the North occupies the right time, place, and people. I have also heard some people in China mention these six words, and I understand some of the meanings. However, specifically in the battle between the north and the south, how did the north occupy the right time, place, and people? ”

ps: The ninth shift, call it a day;