Chapter 142: Growth (5)

Still at the door, Tang Yi and Huang Qunsheng talked to each other, the two of them seemed to have a lot of classmates in Nanjing, and they played for two days, and finally had fun, Tang Yi said in a loud voice: "This guy Black Bean, now he has accepted students, thinking about how he used to make trouble, I wonder how he dared to be a teacher." ”

Huang Qunsheng replied with a smile: "Then you used to be cynical, but now you are also an official?" ”

Both of them laughed, and Huang Xuan also laughed, since Huang Jindi fell ill, Huang Qunsheng rarely had such a happy time, the struggles in the family were not suitable for him, even seeing these fights made it difficult for him to accept.

Zhang Xinyi smiled at the two girls, greeted them, and laughed quietly while preparing slippers for the two: "Xuan'er brought two little guests, don't scare people." ”

Tang Yi excused himself and took the slippers and said, "It's troublesome for my brother and sister." Huang Qunsheng changed his shoes and asked, "Huang Xuan's classmates?" ”

"Two girls." Zhang Xinyi deliberately said something mysteriously, which caused Tang Yi to laugh again.

Huang Xuan walked over and called obediently: "Uncle Tang." The two girls behind him also said timidly: "Uncle Tang is good." ”

Tang Yi said "oh", looked at it again, and said: "The two little babies are so beautiful, your Huang Xuan has a vision." ”

After greeting each other for a while, Cai Yan and Diao Chan's generosity and decency left a deep impression on the three adults, Huang Qunsheng didn't ask who it was, just glanced at Huang Xuan, pulled Tang Yi and said: "Let's go, old Tang, I have received a few pieces of old ink here, you inscribe me a word." ”

"Really? When you went to school, you said my words were ugly. ”

"That's jealousy." Huang Qunsheng also said humorously in front of his classmates: "You are the official promotion price chief, I can't ask for a pair?" ”

"You." Tang Yi pointed his finger at Huang Qunsheng and said, "Don't go to your study, there are too many things, the place is too small, it's here, natural light, look at your ink first." ”

Huang Qunsheng smiled and went upstairs to get the ink, Tang Yi sat on the sofa by himself, and smiled at Huang Xuan: "Went to class today?" How does it feel? The friendship of classmates will only be understood when I am older. ”

Huang Xuan promised, although the monkey and the others were all focused on the two beautiful girls today, he did feel some happiness from his peers, so he said: "It's much better than talking about business with middle-aged people." ”

Tang Yi laughed and said, "You are telling me and your family about it." ”

Huang Xuan smiled embarrassedly and quickly apologized, Zhang Xinyi patted Huang Xuan's head with disgust, and said, "I'm going to cook, you and Uncle Tang have a good chat and learn more useful things." ”

Diao Chan also quickly stood up and said, "Sister Zhang, I'll go with you." ”

Zhang Xinyi saw that the chef hadn't arrived yet, and there were many people today, so she nodded, while Cai Wenji didn't know what she was thinking, and watched TV alone.

Tang Yi is a very interesting person, he seems to be able to talk to anyone, he speaks very tastefully, ridiculous, humorous, and a little self-deprecating, always makes people happy to talk to him, compared to the negotiators Huang Xuan has seen, such a master of Chinese culture is actually easier to communicate with people.

After another conversation, Huang Qunsheng took a yellow "colored" box down, supported his arms underneath, stretched out his hands to hug back, and held love, Tang Yi looked at his eyes and lit up, got up and took it, "touched" the surface and said: "Is it Shanghai Huimo?" ”

As he spoke, he carefully put it on the coffee table, and said while opening the lid: "The last time I was in Beijing, I saw a piece of Yisu Zhai's ink, which cost 30,000 2, I thought about it for an afternoon, and finally I couldn't bear it. ”

The ink cartridge is wrapped in a piece of yellow satin, Tang Yi carefully lifted it, inside are four pieces of pen barrel length, knuckle width black ink, the edge of one of them has been mottled, each ink has a name, the most edge of the piece is written "Jihexuan" three words, Tang Yi stroked it with his hand, gently scratched it with his fingernails, spatted it on the back of his hand, sighed, and said: "Hu Gongshou's ink, good ink." ”

"Would you like to keep Mobao?" Huang Qunsheng smiled, he was born in science, but the students of that era always had a lot of interest in Chinese studies.

Tang Yi still shook his head and said, "I can't afford it." ”

"What is Shanghai Huimo?" It was Cai Wenji who asked.

Tang Yi glanced at her in surprise, shook his head and explained: "Ink is a thing for literati, and literati can only use good ink when they have money, so when Shanghai opened its port, a large number of literati, calligraphers and painters in China were attracted by Shanghai, and it is now called a humanities gathering." At that time, the most famous ink-making was Cao Sugong and Hu Kaiwen, the sixth generation of Cao Sugong, called Sun Yaoqian's branch moved to Shanghai, his ink shop, is the Shanghai Yisu Zhai I just said, and then the descendants of Zhan Dayou of Wuyuan lit cigarettes and made ink at Xiaodongmen in Shanghai, and Hu Kaiwen's fifth grandson also opened Hu Kaiwen Ink Village in Shanghai. This Huimo will regain its majesty, this is called Shanghai-style Huimo, probably starting from Guangxu. If the teacher gives you a lecture, you have to add a sentence "every inch of land, the weather is thousands", which is the design of this ink.

Cai Wenji nodded her head and asked again, "Since this ink is so good, why don't you try it?" ”

"It's wasted." Tang Yi sighed again.

Huang Xuan peeked at it and asked Luo Lin in a low voice: "Was there calligraphy in the Han Dynasty at that time?" ”

"The most famous is called Zhangcao."

Without waiting for him to ask again, Huang Qunsheng smiled and said: "Okay, don't be polite, I bought it for you on a special trip, you leave me a piece of ink treasure, and take the rest home to study, if you are reluctant, then you can only stay with me." ”

Tang Yi laughed heartily again, and said, "Then let's be here, the living room is big, and I will also give you a big character." ”

Huang Qunsheng had already prepared a pen and paper, beckoned Li Qing to lay it out, Tang Yi lifted the wolf hair with a thick arm, thought for a while, and wrote with a pen: If you can drink water, it will be as light as your name; Yingxin Village tea is more fragrant than wine.

But it is a couplet of Mr. Qigong.

Cai Wenji's eyelashes flickered, looking at the ink on the ground carefully, Huang Xuan quietly leaned in and asked, "Did you have ink at that time?" ”

"Of course." Cai Wenji glared at Huang Xuan, and then looked at it again, she was obviously very interested in Tang Yi's calligraphy. According to Huang Xuan's thoughts, after a few days of hard work, she didn't have time to watch these miscellaneous studies.

This couplet was completed in one go, and a majestic aura was hidden in it, Tang Yi looked at it with satisfaction, and said, "Lao Huang, will you give us a note?" ”

"No, you give me an inscription, and I'm going to leave it to my son." Huang Qunsheng laughed as he spoke.

Tang Yi glanced at Huang Xuan with a smile, noticed Cai Wenji's gaze, and said curiously: "The little girl can also calligraphy?" ”

Cai Wenji didn't hear clearly, pointed at herself and said, "You let me write?" ”

Huang Xuan's smile suddenly stiffened, and Tang Yi said with a loud laugh: "Okay, there are not many young people nowadays who dare to write." ”

Cai Yan smiled and took over the "hair" pen that was thicker than her arm, only at this time did she have the heart of a 17-year-old girl.

Carrying such a large "hair" pen, Cai Wenji was very used to it, she tilted her head and thought about it, so she used the bean-sized words on the side of the paper to make a stroke.

Huang Qunsheng read it gently, it was nothing more than what year and month, and so-and-so was just a certain word, but Tang Yi was full of solemnity and said: "Gu Li, there are not many people I know." "The so-called Gu Li, about the official book before Wang Mang, for the people of Cai Wenji's era, although the chapter grass is beautiful, but the inscription is with the humility of the ancient Lixian.

Tang Yi squatted down as he spoke, looked at it carefully, and said to Huang Qunsheng with a wry smile: "This little girl is amazing, as soon as she mentions this word, this piece of paper is worth a hundred times." He said angrily, "Attentive and elegant, wonderful." ”

Huang Xuan didn't recognize this word, but even if he really didn't know, he just looked at the arm-thick "hair" pen, writing finger-sized handwriting, or the strokes were complex and clear, and he knew with the palm of his hand that this pretty little cutie in front of him was really an expert in ancient books.

Cai Wenji smiled modestly, and after a while, the two talked about the official book, Huang Xuan finally closed his eyes, and someone talked about the official book with Cai Wenji......

Tang Yi became happier the more he talked, and said, "Are you going to school here?" Who are your parents? ”

"My family is in Nanyang, and I will go back to China to live for a while." This is a rhetoric that has been prepared for a long time, and in terms of lying, Huang Xuan, who has had a lot of experience since he was a child, is also an expert.

"Are you in high school?"

"Nope." Cai Yan shook his head, and Huang Xuan had a very bad feeling.

Sure enough, Tang Yi asked two more sentences, and then took the test to teach Cai Yan's ancient literary skills, what questions did he have, but after three or two minutes, Tang Yi said: "I will bring graduate students to Renmin University to study history and ancient literature, the direction is ancient pre-Qin literature, and I also bring a little Han Sui poetry and family research, are you interested in my graduate school?" Anyway, you are also an overseas Chinese, as long as you apply to study. ”

Huang Xuan absolutely believes that this Uncle Tang has the ability to solve the problem of Cai Wenji's quota, the three people from Dahan have complete identity certificates, which were completed by Lorraine Squeaky Quack, and with his background in the State Department, his graduate students can still be restricted?

Cai Wenji's eyes rolled, as if she thought of something, she glanced at Huang Xuan coquettishly, Huang Xuan almost closed his eyes and shook his head, and it took a long time before he heard Wen Ji's eyebrows say: "It's still not good, I may not be able to stay in China for long this time, and besides, I just took classes in Shicheng Middle School here, and I always have to lay a good foundation." ”

Tang Yi's disappointment was beyond words, and Zhang Xinyi, who came out of the dish, looked at Huang Qunsheng twice, and the latter glared at Huang Xuan wrongly.