On this day, Wang Yi accompanied Diao Chan to read until noon, and took advantage of the time to go to the toilet halfway, Wang Yi went back to the villa, handed over all the meteorite he stole to Euro Dragon, and then returned to the palace.

At noon, when it was time to eat, Wang Yun hurried over again.

"Ziran, naturally you come with your teacher." Wang Yun seemed to be in a hurry, and actually came to look for Wang Yi by himself.

"Oh." Wang Yi nodded, then handed the book in his hand to Diao Chan, and said with a smile: "Chan'er, you study well, I'll go out with my father-in-law first." ”

"Prince Wang!!" Diao Chan took the book and snorted with some anger.

After just two days of understanding, Diao Chan also completely fell in love with Wang Yi, the reason for this is that Diao Chan's feelings for Wang Yi before only felt that he was very talented, and she couldn't resist when her father-in-law said that, but after two days of mutual understanding, Diao Chan found that Wang Yi was not only talented, but also had a very easy-going personality, at least for her. "Master, what's wrong?" Wang Yi walked two steps quickly to keep up with Wang Yun and asked suspiciously.

"I'll introduce you to a few of my friends!" Wang Yun said with a peach blossom face, and he was very happy today.

Following Wang Yun, the two came to the lobby, and there was only a white-haired old man in the empty lobby who was facing away from him and the others.

"Come on, Wenju, I'll introduce you to my apprentice!" Wang Yun shouted as soon as he entered the lobby.

At this time, the old man who was drinking tea in the lobby turned his head, the old man's age should not be young, at least compared with Wang Yunyou, but the maintenance seems to be very good, and the crane has a childish face.

"Zishi, this is your new apprentice?" The crane-haired old man stroked his beard and said.

"What's the matter, it's just you old boy who accepts apprentices?" Wang Yun stared at him and shouted.

"Hey! You person," the crane-haired old man smiled helplessly, then looked at Wang Yi, and said, "I heard that the master said that you are full of economy? ”。

"I can't call it a full stomach, it's just a little bit of a meeting." Wang Yi said humbly.

"Just a little bit of a meeting? Or, would it be good to recite a poem in this situation? The old man frowned and said, early this morning, Wang Yun came to his own house, a cup of tea, Wang Yi praised the sky, no, while eating lunch, the old man followed Wang Yun to the palace, I had to see this good disciple in Wang Yun's mouth.

"Wenju, you're a little embarrassed, aren't you? Creation needs inspiration, how can anyone export it! Wang Yun glared, turned to Wang Yi and said, "Ziran, sit down, leave this person alone"

Hearing Wang Yun's address to people, Wang Yi smiled on his face and said, "No need, master, I think I should create it." ”

"Oh? So fast? The old man with a childish face frowned and said, "A gentleman, don't break your trust with others!" ”

Wang Yi smiled slightly and said: "There are cedars in the green mountains, and there are no clouds and cranes out of the cage. Sing the song and worry about the late moon, and look at the autumn wind alone. Dingzhi Luoxia is a famous person, and it is said that the door is Kong Rong. ”

"What does the gentleman think of this poem?" Wang Yi smiled slightly and asked.

At this time, the old man with a childish face opened his mouth wide, his eyes stared at Wang Yi deadly, and after a long time, the old man let out a sigh of relief, looked at Wang Yun, who also had a big mouth, and said, "Did you tell him that I came?" ”

"Nope!" Wang Yun closed his big mouth and looked like he had seen a ghost.

"Did you see me?" The old man looked at Wang Yi suspiciously.

"I haven't seen it."

"And how did you guess that?" The old man said with a frown.

"I can call the teacher Wenju, I think you are the only one in the Eastern Han Dynasty, right? Kong Rong, Kong Wenju? Wang Yi smiled slightly.

"Sure enough, Zishi, you really accepted a good apprentice!" Old man, no, Kong Rong let out a sigh of relief and said to Wang Yun.

"Then you still need to say it?" Wang Yun's face was filled with joy, and he asked, "Ziran, does this poem have a name?" ”

"I haven't thought about it yet." Wang Yi shook his head and said.

"What do you think of being a teacher, how about being named Song Cedar?" Wang Yun nodded and said.

As soon as Kong Rong heard Wang Yun's words, he immediately stood up and shouted, "No, no, no!" I think it's better to call it a gift! ”

"Gift Kong Rong? What kind of hole melt to give! The last two words of this poem are obviously filled in blindly, even if it is changed, it is said that Wang Yun can be said to be in the door! Wang Yun blew his beard and glared.

"Why are you unreasonable!"

"How unreasonable am I! Isn't that the truth what I'm talking about? Naturally, you talk about it, change it to say that Wang Yun is not okay! Wang Yun shouted and looked at Wang Yi.

"That's it, tell me, your master is really vexatious!" Kong Rong also threw the conversation to Wang Yi.

Now Wang Yi is also confused, why do you want to ask me if you two quarrel!

"This and that" Wang Yi looked at the two of them like hungry wolves, and simply gritted his teeth and said, "Master, you still have an idea!" ”

"Well, that's right, in that case, it's called Song Cedar." Wang Yun nodded with a smile and said.

"Zishi, you can't do this!" Kong Rong still refuses to give up.

"What! Do you still want to mix between our master and apprentice? Wang Yun said with a glare, and then shouted outside: "Old Liu! Pen and ink waiting! ”

"Yes, sir."

After a while, an old man walked in with the four treasures of the study and placed them on the mahogany table in the lobby.

"Wenju, will you write it or will I write it?" Wang Yun held the brush in his hand and looked at Kong Rongdao with a smile.

"Of course I'm going to write it, your handwriting isn't as good as mine!" Kong Rong snatched the brush in Wang Yun's hand, dipped it in ink, and walked away on the yellowed paper.

After a long time, Kong Rong took a long breath, held a brush and pointed to the text panel on the table and said, "Look, how." ”

Wang Yi's attainments in calligraphy and painting are not very deep, but he can only describe Kong Rong's words in four words, which is magnificent!

Between the words and lines are full of elegant temperament, the glyphs are leaning on the staggered, large and small, opening and closing, the thickness of the lines changes obviously, and there are ups and downs. The last line is crooked, so crooked that it almost topples, but this tilt is not stiff, but it is more free, reflecting his willful and arbitrary side, which has its own style. Chen Rong takes the precipitous situation, his knot shape is leaning or upright, heavy or light, and has the beauty of "coming like thunder to collect anger".

"Sure enough, he is worthy of being a great Confucian." Wang Yi said secretly in his heart.

Wang Yun looked at the text panel on the table and said, "Good poems, good words!" ”

"Needless to say!" Kong Rong raised his head arrogantly and snorted.

"Old willow! Get this word out on the table! Wang Yun didn't pay attention to Kong Rong, but shouted outside.

"Zishi, what are you doing here!" Kong Rong paused for a moment and asked suspiciously.

"Of course it's ready!" Wang Yun smiled and handed the text to Lao Liu, then patted the controller on the shoulder and said, "You don't have to thank me for this." ”

"What do I thank you! That's mine! ”

"What's yours and mine, the paper and ink you use is still mine!" Wang Yun said with a straight face.

"But I wrote it!"

"That poem was made by my apprentice!"

"You are not ashamed, I fought with you!" Kong Rong held the brush in his hand and fell towards Wang Yun, Wang Yun didn't look at him as old, but his skills were still good, and he opened up more to the side, but it was Wang Yi.

Wang Yi was forced to do it, and he saw a black liquid flying in front of him, and just when he wanted to dodge, the liquid splashed on his face, and he reached out and touched it, damn, ink!

"Wenju, look at what you have done to my apprentice, look at it, look at it!" Wang Yun stood up straight and pointed at Wang Yi, who had a dark face, and said.

"Can you do this if you don't hide!" Kong Rong said with a red face.

"Then can I not hide!"

"Then you can't blame me entirely, at most one and a half."

"You're it"

Looking at the two old men who were like naughty children, Wang Yi smiled helplessly, shook his head and said, "Master, you talk first, I'll go wash up." ”

"Go, go, go." Wang Yun didn't reply to it, and after speaking, he and Kong Rong started talking.

Soon after Wang Yi left, the two bickering old men also stopped and sat back in their seats.

"Wenju, what do you think of Ziran?" Wang Yun, who had regained his composure, said with a serious face.

"If it were thirty years ago, I would not be as good as him." Kong Rong said slowly after taking a sip of tea.

"Yes! Or thirty years ago, Ziran must have been a great Confucian. Wang Yun sighed and said, "By the way, what do you think about the matter I asked you to help me with?" ”

"Help, and help beautifully!" Kong Rong clapped his hands and said.

After returning to the guest room, Wang Yi simply washed his face and ate a few mouthfuls of food before lying down on the bed, with a little doubt in his heart, modern people say that Kong Rong is a nerd who reads and reads stupidly, but it doesn't seem to be the case when he sees it today, in terms of behavior, although he is angry, but he doesn't look like the kind of stupid reader, and, somehow, Wang Yi always feels that this Kong Rong seems to be hiding something.

After thinking for a long time, Wang Yi got up from the bed again and walked out of the door towards the bamboo forest.

According to the last route, Wang Yi came to the depths of the bamboo forest again, and found the place where Diao Chan lived, just a very simple bamboo building on stilts, with a few flowers and plants planted outside the house, it was spring at this time, and the flowers outside the house were also neatly gorgeous, and in the pond on the side, the broken ice floated on the water, and the fish in the water came out to breathe in the fresh air, everything seemed to be very calm, and the calm made people feel that this was very unrealistic.

Knock knock.

A knock on the door broke the silence.

"Is there anything wrong with my father?" The door of the house was opened, and Diao Chan was still wearing plain clothes, standing quietly in front of the door.

"I'm not a teacher~" Wang Yi said with a smile.

"Why are you here?" Diao Chan found out that the person who came was not Wang Yun but Wang Yi.

"I found it myself when I had nothing to do, why didn't you invite me in and sit down?" Wang Yi said with a smile.

"Ah, please come in." Diao Chan said with a red face.

Diao Chan's residence is not only simple on the outside, but also inside the house, with a wooden bed, a dresser, and secondly, various musical instruments.

"Chan'er, do you like musical instruments very much?" Wang Yi slowly walked to a guqin, stretched out his hand and stroked it, the sound of the piano was long, and when he heard this sound, he knew that it was a good piano.

Wang Yi also learned the guqin, that was before the age of **, because Yiran also likes ancient musical instruments, so her family helped him sign up for a guqin class, at that time after knowing Wang Yi also pleaded with his parents, the parents agreed to him under Wang Yi's request day and night, however, Wang Yi was only a momentary at that time, Wang Yi never mentioned it again after half a year of learning.

Although the study time is not very long, Wang Yi still remembers how to play.

Diao Chan smiled bitterly, and after helping Wang Yi take a few prosthetic nails, he said: "I can't be regarded as liking, but I can use these to pass the time when I have nothing to do." ”

"Why don't you and I play a song together?" Wang Yi asked.

"Childe can play?"

Wang Yi nodded and said, "I learned it when I was a child, so I can be regarded as a little bit of it." ”

"In that case, Childe, please wait a moment."

Seeing that Wang Yi agreed, Diao Chan turned around and walked out, or he turned back, holding a piano furniture in his hand, and when Wang Yi saw the bedding in Diao Chan's hand, he was stunned.

I saw that the piano in Diao Chan's hand has twenty-five strings, as we all know, the qin has seven strings, the zither has thirteen strings, and the twenty-five strings are only Se!

"National Style, Zhou Nan, Guan Ju" has a saying: jagged vegetables, pick them left and right. My Fair Lady, Friends of the Piano.

"Xiaoya Changdi" also said: The wife is well together, like a drum and a piano.

The woman is holding the Se and wants to play with you, even if Wang Yi is a fool, you can think of it.

"Childe, would you like to play a song with Chan'er?" Diao Chan asked in a low voice with a red face.

"Why not?" Wang Yi smiled knowingly, and brushed his hands on the strings: "Chan'er, please." ”

"Hmm." The sound of the Diao Chan flute was a moment, his hands gently brushed on the strings, and a slightly lower key, Wang Yi was stunned at first, and then found the tune about this tune in the deepest part of his mind, and he was no longer stunned, and immediately played the strings.

The two seem to be old friends who have known each other for a long time, and their cooperation is even more seamless, and at the end of the song, both of them look at each other affectionately.

After looking at each other for a long time, Wang Yi suddenly hugged Diao Chan and whispered in her ear: "I wish to have one heart, and my head will not be separated." Chan'er, I will never let you down in this life! "Childe" Diao Chan also hugged Wang Yi tightly, and her delicate body trembled a little because of excitement.

There were two kinds of feelings for Diao Chan before, the first was the beauty of Diao Chan, and the second was Diao Chan's tragic fate, he wanted to take care of this miserable woman, but now, he wanted to protect her! And not pampered!

(End of chapter)