Wow!!

In the room, Wang Xu was writing, and with the sound of an eagle, the ingots fell on the windowsill.

Looking up, Yuan Bao still grabbed a piece of paper on his paws, and took it down to take a look, and there was a dragon and snake on it, and an eagle character was written on it.

"This word!"

Wang Xu's eyes froze, and without waiting to look at it again, the paper shook and fell to the ground.

In the next second, the eagle character on the rice paper, as if it had come to life, flapped its wings and flew high, broke through the obstacles of the rice paper, and turned into a real goshawk spreading its wings and flying.

Yuan Bao was not willing to be left behind, and chased away while making a cry.

The two birds were chasing and playing in the air, and the eagles were chirping, and Wang Xu was dumbfounded.

After a while, the ingots got tired of playing, flew down from the sky, and landed on the eagle frame to drink water.

The paper eagle did the same, and also landed on the eagle frame, learning the ingots to peck the water in the bowl.

The moment the bird's beak touched the water, the paper eagle shook all over its body, turned into a pool of thick ink, and melted into the water bowl, dyeing the water in the bowl into ink.

"Wow!" The ingots flapped their wings, staring at the eagle at a loss.

With its wisdom, it couldn't imagine how the playmate just now disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"With one stroke, turn decay into magic, this is a great Confucian ink treasure!"

Wang Xu looked at the blank rice paper on the ground, in the entire Confucian world, there are only about 300 Confucians, scattered to the land of Kyushu, and there is no one in one mansion.

In Jinshan Mansion, there is no great Confucianism of its own, and only Xue Mushan, who lives in seclusion in Sanjian Creek, can be called a great Confucian.

Before, he was still thinking about how to use ingots to lure Xue Mushan out, but he didn't expect that the plan had not yet been implemented, and the little guy would complete the task by himself.

"The plan is not as good as the change, and with this word, I should recommend myself."

Wang Xu retracted his gaze, walked back to the room quickly, picked up the pen and ink and wrote with a pen.

He first wrote an eagle character in Yan style, and then felt that it was not beautiful.

Yan Tizi is strong and generous, majestic, hiding his head and tail with a pen, mainly Zangfeng, which looks majestic, but it is not suitable for his age.

After thinking about it, he changed to a thin gold body, the thin gold body came from the hand of Zhao Ji of Song Huizong, the penmanship is chasing, the meaning is natural, ethereal, and does not lose the fairy meaning.

But after writing it, Wang Xu felt too ethereal.

Song Weizong is a famous Taoist emperor, claiming to be the Taoist emperor, and has three hobbies in his life, poetry, calligraphy, alchemy, and dreams of soaring in the day.

His words are beautiful, but because he is bent on seeking immortals, he lacks the weight of the world.

Xue Mushan official to the left capital of the imperial history, because of the failure of the party struggle had to return to the old home, these years in seclusion in Sanjian Creek, has been waiting for the opportunity to revival, the wind to go to the calligraphy may be difficult to win his favor.

After all, if he had the desire to ride the wind and not think about the world, Xue Mushan would have gone home to raise cattle a long time ago.

He is hidden in the city, why don't he want to make a comeback, the thin gold body looks too immortal, and I am afraid it will backfire if I take it out.

"The ancients used words to compare people, although the words are like their people is not appropriate, and there is no scientific basis, but even in modern times, a good hand of words can make people stunning, and add three points of vision. Xue Mushan is a calligrapher, I want to worship him as a teacher, I must impress him in calligraphy, although the thin gold body is good, but it does not meet my expectations, the most suitable for me should be... Willow body! ”

Among the four major regular scripts, Ouyang Xun's European style in the Tang Dynasty, Yan Zhenqing's Yan style in the Tang Dynasty, Liu Gongquan's Liu style in the Tang Dynasty, and Zhao Ti in the Yuan Dynasty and Zhao Mengfu are known as the only four through the ages.

Among them, the willow character is evenly balanced, thin and hard, the knot is tight, and the bone strength is strong.

Tang Muzong once asked Liu Gongquan how he practiced calligraphy, and Liu Gongquan replied: "Use the pen in the heart, the pen in the gods, the heart is right, and the intention is in the gods." ”

Hearing this, Tang Muzong was moved and praised others: "Liu Gongquan's calligraphy is magnificent, righteous and awe-inspiring. ”

Affected by this, Liu Gongquan rose to the top, and sat until he was the crown prince and the prince of the first product, and after his death, he was posthumously presented to the prince and the prince.

His words give people a sense of righteousness and awe-inspiring, and from a distance, he looks like an iron-clad civil servant.

Xue Mushan's party and government failed, and he had to hide in the city, trying to one day be recalled by the current saint.

I'm afraid that in his heart, he is such a civil servant who has been attacked by the ministers, and he is iron-clad.

Wang Xu spread out the rice paper, first closed his eyes and brewed for a while, and then picked up the pen to write.

The whole word was written in one go, and after writing, Wang Xu blew dry the ink on the paper, stacked the rice paper with Xue Mushan's blank rice paper, and tied it to Yuanbao's leg with a copper pipe.

"Go ahead and give it back to the old gentleman." Wang Xu stroked the feathers of the ingot, and fed it two more big pills.

Swallowing the elixir, Yuan Bao nodded strangely, fluttering his wings and flying high.

Sanjian Creek...

Sanjian Creek is six hundred miles away from Jiuquan Town, after all, ingots are not demon beasts, six hundred miles to fly out, how can it take an hour.

When Yuan Bao arrived at Sanjian Creek, it was almost night.

The great Confucian Xue Mushan is studying the golden mean in the grass house, and the golden mean that he read with relish in the past is not tasteful today.

Wow!!

Thinking wildly, Xue Mushan suddenly heard the sound of an eagle in his ears.

Looking up, the silver-eyed golden-winged eagle that I saw at noon was coming back and forth, and was falling from the sky, standing on the windowsill and looking at myself.

"Huh?"

Xue Mushan stared, looked at the copper pipe tied to Yuanbao's feet, and whispered: "Little guy, it turns out that you have a master!" ”

The ingots flapped their wings and kept shaking the copper pipes tied to their feet.

When Xue Mushan saw it, he took the initiative to come over and help it untie the copper pipe.

In the eye, there is something stuffed inside the copper pipe, like a letter eagle delivering a letter.

Looking up at the ingots, Xue Mushan disassembled the copper pipe with curiosity.

In the disassembled copper pipe, there are two pieces of rice paper, and when you shake it open, one rice paper is blank, and the other rice paper has an eagle character written on it.

"Interesting!"

Xue Mushan smiled, the rice paper he used was all brought from the north, and there were slight differences from the rice paper in the south.

Others could not see the difference, but he could see it at a glance, and he could easily identify the blank piece of rice paper, which was the one on which he wrote the word eagle.

Now, the word eagle on the rice paper is gone, and the owner of the silver-eyed golden-winged eagle has written a word for eagle and sent it himself.

He didn't have to think about it, he knew that it must be the eagle character on the rice paper that flew away, and the owner of the silver-eyed golden-winged eagle didn't want to see it, so he wrote an eagle character to compensate him.

Thinking so in his heart, Xue Mushan picked up the rice paper and looked at the eagle character.

This word, which is inconspicuous at a glance, is faintly extraordinary when viewed closely, and is different from any font today.

The more Xue Mushan looked at it, the more he liked it, and faintly saw his epitome and a kind of literati arrogance from this eagle character.

"Good words, I didn't expect that the small Liyang County is actually a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, and there is such a unique calligraphy everyone." Xue Mushan nodded in praise as he spread out the rice paper and wrote.

After a few strokes, Xue Mushan dried the ink, stuffed the rice paper into the eagle ring of the ingot, and said, "Go, bring it to your master." ”

The ingots cleaned their feathers and remained unmoved.

When Xue Mushan saw it, he smiled slightly, put a pen on the top of the ingot's head, and wrote a wise word in a flowing manner.

As soon as the word wisdom came out, it turned into smoke and floated towards the ingot, and was sucked in by it in a few breaths.

Absorbing this wisdom word, the eagle eyes of the ingots were a little more humanized, and after an excited eagle roar, they spread their wings and rushed into the night.

"Zi said, learn and learn when you don't say it, Zi said..."

At night, Wang Xu was reading the Analects, and when he heard the sound of wings stirring, he knew that it was the ingots that had returned.

Before he could open the window, there was a knocking sound outside the window.

Looking through the moonlight, a goshawk was standing outside the window, nodding its head and knocking on the window with its beak.

"Who taught it?"

Wang Xu was very strange, in the past, if the ingots couldn't get in, they would cry wildly outside.

If you don't open the window for it for a long time, it will even break through the window and break in, Wang Xu said a few times and failed to get rid of its problem.

What's going on today, Yuan Bao is not noisy, and he will knock on the window to remind him, it's really strange that there are many things every year, especially this year.

Crunch...

Opening the window, the ingots flew around the house and landed on the scaffold.

Wang Xu glanced at the eagle ring on its feet, and just as he was about to pick it up, it was pushed away by the ingots with its wings, and after pushing it away, it stretched out its wings again.

"What do you mean?" Wang Xu was full of strangeness.

Yuan Bao saw that he was motionless, jumping on the eagle frame in anger, and waited for a while, seeing that he still did not react, he lowered his head and arched his hand with the beak of a bird.

Wang Xu spread out his hand and showed it to the ingot.

Seeing that there was nothing in his hands, the Yuan Bao Eagle flashed with disappointment in his eyes, and buried his head in his wings and ignored him.

Hey, it's really a god, Wang Xu laughed and laughed.