After Chen Xishan was led into Shangguan Yide's study by the housekeeper Wang Shen, Shangguan Yide said with a smile from an old naughty boy, "Fourth junior brother, today is your seventieth birthday, why didn't you get together with your apprentices and grandchildren, why did you come to my old bone's house?" ”

Chen Xishan was holding a big black bag in his hand, he carefully took out a rolled-up calligraphy and painting from the bag, spread it out on the table, pointed to the eight big characters on it that fell into the rock and fell into the beautiful "Furu Donghai Shoubi Nanshan", and asked Shangguan Yide with an eager face, "Second senior brother, who is the hand of this character?" ”

Shangguan Yide's wrinkled eyes flashed with an inexplicable smile. Then he said slowly: "That person is far away in the sky, close in front of him." ”

Chen Xishan snorted coldly: "If you practice for another hundred years, I'm afraid you won't be able to write such words." ”

Shangguan Yide's white beard was curled, and he shouted angrily, "You old guy, don't underestimate people. ”

Chen Xishan said unhurriedly, "Second Senior Brother, don't be in a hurry to get angry first. Well, if you write another picture of the same kind, I'll believe it. ”

Shangguan Yide coughed lightly with a somewhat uncomfortable expression, then turned his face away, and muttered, "I'm not in a state today, so I can't write it." ”

Chen Xishan sneered; "Second Senior Brother has passed so many years, although your calligraphy has not made much progress, but this bragging skill is thriving."

Shangguan Yide was just about to get angry, his eyes rolled, and he suddenly touched his gray beard again, and said slowly, "Fourth junior brother, what you said is right, this painting is indeed not written by me." ”

Chen Xishan hurriedly asked, "Second Senior Brother, let's not sell Guanzi." Tell me which master wrote this word? ”

Shangguan Yide smiled triumphantly: "I'll tell you when I lie down in the coffin."

Chen Xishan sighed helplessly, and then took out a dark green inkstone from his bag. He looked at Shangguan Yide with a smile, "How is it, second senior brother, what do you think of this inkstone?" ”

Shangguan Yide's eyes were generous and bright, but he pretended to be serious on his face, "Chen Xishan, what do you mean by this?" ”

Chen Xishan said sincerely, "Second Senior Brother, as long as you tell me who this calligraphy and painting comes from, I will give you this inkstone." ”

"In the past, you refused to sell me for a huge amount of money, but today you want to give it to me for free. Wonderful Mr. Godfather, don't you think I'm a three-year-old? ”

"You think I owe you that stinky money? I didn't give it to you before, because I was afraid that you would spoil this good thing," Chen Xishan said, looked at the elegant and free eight characters on the table, and said with emotion: "But now it's another matter." ”

Shangguan Yide narrowed his eyes slightly, "Fourth Senior Brother, if I tell you the person who wrote this picture, will you really give me this inkstone?" ”

Chen Xishan said solemnly, "As long as you let me see the master who wrote this painting, this inkstone is yours." ”

After speaking, Chen Xishan put the dark green inkstone back into his bag.

Shangguan Yide's eyes followed the inkstone until it was hidden in his bag and could no longer be seen. Shangguan Yide looked at Chen Xishan with a serious face at this time, and said in a deep voice, "I can let the master come to see you."

But I have to make it clear to you that the master you speak of may not be what you think. ”

Chen Xishan said without thinking, "I want to see the master, I just want the master to guide the calligraphy maze, as for what the master looks like, what does it matter?" ”

"What if the master is a little girl?"

Chen Xishan looked at his second brother like an old naughty boy a little helplessly, and said with a smile, "If a little girl can write such words, then she is also a master in my eyes." ”

"Okay, that's what you said."

Shangguan Yide walked up to a retro-style landline, and his thin fingers skillfully dialed down a string of numbers.

After a few moments, he picked up the microphone.

Chen Xishan, who was a few steps away, only heard Shangguan Yide say into the microphone, "Xiaoxi, are you busy now."

Come to Grandpa Shangguan's study.

There's an old man who wants to see you. You'll know when you're here.

Then be careful when driving on the road. Alas, goodbye. ”

Shangguan Yide put down the microphone in his hand, and Chen Xishan asked; "Second Senior Brother, what kind of trick are you playing?"

Shangguan Yide smiled and pulled Chen Xishan to sit down on the rattan chair, and then called Wang Shen to pour Chen Xishan his favorite red robe.

After a cup of tea, Chen Xishan finally regained a trace of calmness and calmness as a "godfather".

So he chatted with Shangguan Yide about the recent big events that happened between black and white in the capital.

Although Chen Xishan's speech and demeanor are as steady as Mount Tai, his heart is very eager to see the master who wrote such a strong and powerful handwriting immediately.

About half an hour later, Chen Xishan saw a very beautiful girl walking in with a manly and steady and powerful step.

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