There are only two types of sports for men, in bed and under the bed.

This was said by a sage.

After a night of exercise, Ye Qiu woke up the next day and was full of energy.

Nine a.m.

Vice Mayor Huang personally came to pick up Ye Qiu.

The car drove around the city for almost forty minutes before finally stopping in front of a villa.

"Xiaoye, we're here."

Vice Mayor Huang said.

Ye Qiu nodded, pushed the door and got out of the car, and first saw that on both sides of the gate, there was a stone lion more than one person high, which was very magnificent.

"It's a wealthy family."

Ye Qiu sighed with emotion, and then saw a copper plaque hanging above the gate of the villa, with two words engraved on it: Wangfu!

To the left and right of the gate, there are also two wooden plaques with a couplet carved on them.

The upper link is: gold mountain, silver mountain, mountain even mountain, mountain mountain is heavy;

The next link is: large warehouse, small warehouse, warehouse after position, warehouse is full.

The meaning is simple and simple, as long as you have read the book, you can understand it at a glance.

Moreover, the Wang family is a business family, and such a couplet is very in line with their family style.

However, what attracted Ye Qiu the most was the words on the couplet.

The dragon flies and the phoenix dances in one go, like flowing water in the same way, and there is a kind of pleasing beauty.

The most important thing is that there is also a sharp air between the lines.

Of course, people who don't know calligraphy can't see this.

Vice Mayor Huang saw that Ye Qiu had been staring at the couplet, and said with a smile: "What, Xiao Ye, are you interested in this couplet?" ”

Ye Qiu shook his head and said, "I'm more interested in people who write couplets. ”

"Oh?" Vice Mayor Huang was a little surprised.

"Vice Mayor Huang, what do you think of this writing?" Ye Qiu asked.

Vice Mayor Huang is also very proficient in calligraphy, stared at the couplet carefully for a while, and said: "The pen is vigorous, and it is a rare boutique!" ”

"How old do you think the person who wrote this couplet is?" Ye Qiu asked again.

"At least sixty or seventy years old!"

Ye Qiu smiled: "If my judgment is not wrong, the person who wrote this couplet should be very young, not even more than thirty years old. ”

What the!

Vice Mayor Huang was a little unconvinced, and said: "As far as I know, even the most famous calligraphers today cannot write such good characters at the age of 30. ”

"Therefore, the person who writes is a genius, or rather, his calligraphy level is already the best in the world."

As soon as Ye Qiu finished speaking, a voice came from inside the door.

"Why do you think the person who wrote this couplet is so young?"

The words fell, and a young man walked out of Wang's house.

He was very young, only two or three years older than Ye Qiu, with a flat head, deep-framed glasses, and a white shirt and trousers, looking old-fashioned.

Ye Qiu also observed that although the weather was very hot, the young man buttoned all the buttons on his shirt, which showed that he was a particular person.

"Hello Vice Mayor Huang!"

The young man said hello to Vice Mayor Huang, then looked at Ye Qiu, and said with a serious face: "Why do you think that the person who wrote this couplet is very young?" What basis do you have? ”

Ye Qiu said with a smile: "Because I see a sharp aura between the lines of this couplet, which has the potential to sweep thousands of armies, this is definitely not something that an elderly person can write." ”

"That's it?" The young man frowned slightly.

"That's it." Ye Qiu looked at the young man and smiled: "You wrote the couplet on the door, right?" ”

Hearing this, the young man was shocked.

How did he know that I had written the couplet?

Except for the family, outsiders never knew about it.

The young man was surprised, but his face remained silent, and he asked Ye Qiu lightly: "Why do you think I wrote this couplet?" ”

"I have just carefully observed this couplet, and I found that the gap between the characters is as large as the words, so it can be seen that the person who writes must be a meticulous person."

Ye Qiu looked at the young man and smiled: "And you are a meticulous person. ”

"The first time you saw me, you said I was meticulous, where did that start?" The young man asked with curiosity on his face.

Who knows, Ye Qiu smiled slightly, and actually stopped talking.

This made the youth very depressed.

As a meticulous person, everything must be known clearly.

I hate half of the party the most in my life!

The kind of half-sentence party that doesn't say anything halfway through the talk is not a good thing.

I wish all the half of the party in the world no little Jiji.

The young man scolded in his heart for a while before he said, "You are right, I wrote the couplet, I want to know, how did you see it?" ”

Ye Qiu grinned, "I guessed." ”

Day!

The young man's face turned blue.

He also thought that Ye Qiu had any outstanding ability, how could he know that it was all up to guessing, if he knew that this was the case, he would not talk nonsense with Ye Qiu.

"Vice Mayor Huang, I don't know why you came to my house?" The young man asked politely.

"Prince Wang, I made a special trip to bring Xiao Ye to see Old Man Wang." Vice Mayor Huang said.

"Xiaoye?" The young man's eyes fell on Ye Qiu's face and asked, "It's you?" ”

"It's me." Ye Qiu smiled: "My name is Ye Qiu. ”

Ye Qiu?

The young man's brows furrowed again, the name was a little familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

"I'm Wang Xuan."

In fact, the young man didn't say it, Ye Qiu also guessed it.

Ye Qiu said with a smile: "I have heard the name of Prince Wang for a long time, and I am fortunate to meet it." ”

"You've heard of me?" Wang Xuan asked.

"The name of the four young people in Jiangzhou is like thunder, how can I not hear of it."

Ye Qiu of Jiangzhou Four Young Middle School has already seen Feng Youling, Zhou Hao, and Li Qiancheng, but Wang Xuan is the first time he has seen them.

Although Wang Xuan looks a little old-fashioned, he is far from being comparable to Feng Youling's rich second generation.

"You're a doctor?" Wang Xuan asked again.

"Yes."

"Chinese medicine or Western medicine?"

Ye Qiu thought to himself that a person with an old-fashioned personality like Wang Xuan should believe in traditional culture more, so he replied: "I am more proficient in traditional Chinese medicine. ”

"Coincidentally, my friend also invited a master of Chinese medicine to come and see my grandfather, and they have already come."

After Wang Xuan finished speaking, a luxurious Rolls-Royce drove over and stopped at the door of the Wang family's villa.

The car door opened, and a yellow-haired young man got out of the cab.

Feng Youling?

Ye Qiu was a little surprised, but soon he was relieved, Feng Youling and Wang Xuan were both the four young people in Jiangzhou, and it was not strange that they were friends.

Feng Youling opened the door of the back seat like a slave, and said respectfully, "Master Mo, please get out of the car." ”

Then, an old man appeared in everyone's sight.

He was over sixty years old, short in stature, with a hooked nose and a long chin, like two hooks almost together.

The old man was wearing a black robe, and after getting out of the car, he glanced at everyone present with two small eyes.

When his eyes fell on Ye Qiu, Ye Qiu suddenly felt cold all over his body, and goosebumps rose all over his body.

At the same time, he also felt an eerie aura from the old man's body.

"I'm afraid this old man is not a good stubble."

Ye Qiu quietly raised his vigilance in his heart.

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