Chapter Forty-Eight: A Brush
"Later...... Later, I divided my Divine Sense into several wisps, found the weakest place in the formation, and attacked the lower ...... with my Divine Sense."
Fan Dazhi scratched his head and whispered a little embarrassed.
"You can actually use your Divine Sense Attack to isolate the magic circle?"
He An was secretly surprised in his heart, this guy's courage was also great!
"Hmm...... Just a moment, and then I'll ...... I quit, and now that I think about it, it's not fun. Xiao An, you must not say anything about this. ”
Fan Dazhi's face was slightly red, his voice became smaller and smaller, and the last voice was as thin as a mosquito and a fly.
What he didn't tell He An was that night after he broke through the isolation barrier formation of the women's dormitory, he probed his divine sense in, and saw that the women's dormitory room was almost the same as the one he lived in before, and the four female students were lying on the couch and sleeping, Fan Dazhi was both nervous and scared, after all, this kind of thing is unseemly.
The winter night was cold, several girls were covered tightly with quilts, Fan Dazhi's divine sense probed the past, and he wanted to take a closer look, when suddenly his eyes were dark, and the sea of knowledge was extremely painful, as if he had been whipped hard, so frightened that he quickly withdrew his consciousness, covered his stinging head, and worried for a long time, for fear of being found by a teacher, and finally tossed and turned and fell asleep in anxiety.
When I woke up the next day, I still had palpitations when I recalled the scene last night, and I never dared to use my divine sense to snoop casually in the Zhixing Courtyard.
"Last time for me, you ate secretly in the canteen and were punished for confinement, if this voyeurism is discovered, it will not be as simple as punishment for confinement!"
He An saw Fan Dazhi shrinking his head, looking ashamed, and he couldn't bear to blame in his heart, and joked with a smile: "Your father is looking forward to your future success, if he lets him know that you are like this, see that he doesn't beat you with a flat shoulder?"
"Xiao An...... I know it's wrong......"
Fan Dazhi buried his face in the quilt and pretended to be asleep with a snoring face, but after a while, he sat up again and looked at He An with a hippie smile.
"Xiao An...... Let's ...... tomorrow Isn't it going out for a walk? Besides, Mr. Ding often asks Wen Ruo to bring us some ancient books from his collection to study, how long have we not visited him? But it's a bit rude! ”
"Okay, let's visit Luoyang City tomorrow, and by the way, buy some gifts and visit the teacher in Ding's mansion!"
He An thought that what Fan Dazhi said made sense, and readily agreed.
Fan Dazhi smiled happily, lay on the couch on all fours, and stroked his belly with one hand: "When I think of shopping tomorrow, my uncompetitive stomach will be hungry again!"
He An glanced at him, sat cross-legged, and began to practice the exercises, outside the window, a crescent moon was like a hook, the wind blew the window lattice, and the night was already deep.
The imperial capital of Luoyang is prosperous and rich, and the great poet of the previous dynasty once had a poem "Luoyang is the most prosperous in spring, and there are 100,000 families in the red and green shade." The jade building Jin Que returned lazily, and inserted plum blossoms to drunk the pipa. ”
He An and Fan Dazhi set off early in the morning, visited the Kyushu Pond Garden, Jiama Camp, listened to the wind and Le Ma Street, and also went to the White Garden to pay condolences to the tomb of Bai Buyi, a university scholar, and listened to the tourists tell the origin of the famous spot and the story of the past along the way, and unconsciously it was noon.
Today's wind and sunshine are beautiful, but it is much warmer than before, Fan Dazhi is crowded in the crowd, gnawing on a frozen pear in his mouth, just wiped his mouth after eating, and took out a handful of sugar-fried chestnuts from his arms, this goods went all the way and ate all the way, and he wanted to taste everything he saw, He An glanced at him and shook his head helplessly.
There are many grocery stores on this street, and some of them place their goods on the side of the street to attract customers, causing congestion on the already narrow street.
He An scanned the rows of shelves, looking at the dazzling array of goods, not knowing what to buy.
He carried the one hundred taels of silver tickets in his arms, and he was worried about what gift to buy, it was not suitable to buy something that was too expensive, and it was too cheap and casual to take it, and he did not show sincerity.
"Xiao An, why don't you buy some peony cakes? It's so beautiful, I haven't eaten it before, just try it! ”
Fan Dazhi squeezed over and squeezed his eyebrows to help come up with ideas.
"Not good! It's just some food, and besides, the Prime Minister is not short of these things! ”
He An shook his head and looked at the goods on the street for a long time, his eyes lit up.
"Let's send a beautiful brush, Mr. Ding is good at calligraphy, and he often practices, and it is the most suitable to send a pen, and it is also in line with your and my identity."
Fan Dazhi applauded, and the two went to many shops selling pen, ink, paper, and inkstones, and finally sadly found that a better brush was not something they could afford.
The cheapest Zhezhou Lake pen costs forty or fifty taels of silver, He An stood in front of a shop called "Bao Mo Xuan", touched the warm silver ticket in his arms, gritted his teeth, and was about to enter again, Fan Dazhi bit a sugar-fried chestnut in his mouth and pulled him.
"Xiao An, we might as well make a pen for the teacher, so that we don't have to spend money, and we can express our hearts!"
"Do you know how to make a brush?" He Anhu looked at Fan Dazhi suspiciously.
"You have forgotten my ability to make fish baskets, I saw my father make a brush, there is nothing in this world that he will not do! Just now I took a closer look at the brushes in this store, and I promise that it will definitely not be worse than his! ”
Fan Dazhi chewed the chestnut triumphantly and continued: "The brush is actually very simple to make. The tip of the pen is mostly wool, weasel tail hair, mountain rabbit hair, civet hair, pig bristles, horse tails, cat and dog whiskers, and fetal hair. The brush rod is mostly made of bamboo pipes, and there are also mahogany, horn, ivory, and jade as rods, which are more luxurious. ”
Fan Dazhi talked about these treasures, and He An couldn't help but be impressed when he heard it.
"The production of brushes must go through the processes of material selection, grooming, stagnation, sorting, tying, sticking, lettering, lanyard and so on, which sounds troublesome, but it is still a piece of cake for me."
Fan Dazhi smiled proudly, rubbed his chin with two chubby fingers, and muttered, "But now...... Rabbit hair, civet, weasel hair is not easy to find, wool is too soft is not conducive to even ink spitting, pig bristle ponytail is too hard and easy to split...... Well! Such...... You go to find some good bamboo branches, remember to make good bamboo, I'll go find some cat and dog whiskers, after the things are ready, let's meet here! ”
After Fan Dazhi finished speaking, he patted He An's shoulder, turned around and squeezed into the crowd, and disappeared in a moment.
He An thought about it, turned around and returned to Zhixing Courtyard, he remembered that there were a lot of bamboos in the courtyard, and he would definitely be able to find better bamboo branches.
I remembered that there were a few bamboos in the backyard of the Punishment Hall, but thinking of the black face of the hall master Jia Huaigang, who was like a judge, He An didn't dare to go anyway.
He walked to the back of Zhixing Building, there is a row of houses under a few tall ginkgo trees, there are not many people here and there, the environment is very quiet, and he met a few teachers on the way, He An was busy saying hello.
The afternoon sun is warm, shining on the body with a rare warmth, Lu Zhengqing sat in front of the window, his clothes were clean, he was holding a pen and writing something in front of the table, occasionally raised his eyes to look out of the window, and found that He An was a little sneaky looking around, couldn't help but laugh dumbly, stared for a long time, took a blank rice paper from the table, pondered for a moment, and wrote a few words.
After a while, Lu Zhengqing put down the pen, picked up the rice paper and blew the half-dried ink, folded the paper and put it in his arms, and called He An softly.
He An watched the kind-looking Lu Zhengqing walk out of the house, his eyes were clear, his demeanor was calm, the shoulders and hem of the gray robe were patched, the sun shone on him, and his gray hair was glowing with a faint silver light, and he couldn't help but be in awe and bowed.
"It's not a classroom now, you don't have to be formal, come and come...... Sit down with me, an old man, and talk! ”
Lu Zhengqing said, pointing to the stone bench next to him. He An owed himself and sat upright as he said.
"Once upon a time, I had a disciple who, like you, was diligent, studious, courteous, shrewd, and humble...... He has all the virtues that a young man should have, and he doesn't know ...... How is he doing in Dongyang now......"
Lu Zhengqing sighed as he spoke, the memories of the past seemed to make him unable to let go, and his gray beard fluttered in the wind.
"This senior brother...... How did you get to Dongyangguo? He An couldn't help but ask.
"It's not that old ...... Forget it, don't mention the past! Lu Zhengqing's emotions were slightly excited, and he blurted out angrily, then looked at He An, stroked his beard and smiled: "I know that you won that competition a few days ago, and many people are praising you, you must be very happy in your heart?"
"The students were just forced to fight, and it was ...... Nothing to be proud of! ”
He An was a little uneasy and replied respectfully.
"Young people love vanity and chase fame and fortune, which is the most normal, but ...... Fist and foot kung fu, martial arts skills, after all, it is a small Dao'er, no matter how brave a person is, he is only ten thousand enemies, and it is okay to serve the country in the battlefield, but if you want to govern the world and save the people, you can't do it......"
When Lu Zhengqing said this, he stroked his beard and said slowly: "No matter how high a person's martial arts are, how many people can he save when his family and country are in danger?" A hundred? A thousand? Or even 10,000 people? But how many thousands of people in this world? The only way to solve the people's upside-down hanging and educate sentient beings is to read! The text carries the Tao, which is the unbreakable reason! ”
"The student understands what the teacher means, and the student He An has been taught!"
He An stood up and bowed deeply.
"Your calligraphy has been tasted, I will give you a pair of small characters, you don't have to open it in a hurry, if you are upset and have trouble thinking from time to time, you can take a look, maybe it will help you!"
Lu Zhengqing said and took out the folded rice paper from his arms and handed it over, and He An caught it with both respectful hands.
"The gentleman is cautious, just now I am in front of the window, watching you behave suspiciously and behave sneakily? I don't know why? Lu Zhengqing asked leisurely.
He An's heart was cold when he was asked, he had never told a lie, and he was a little hesitant under the nervousness, and when he saw Lu Zhengqing's face becoming more and more severe, he was so frightened that he hurriedly explained the reason.
"Is it just looking for a good bamboo? Why? ”
After hearing this, Lu Zhengqing's face suddenly softened a lot, and a thought suddenly appeared in his heart: "That guy harmed my disciple and went to another country, and I will let people break a branch of his precious bamboo, which can be regarded as a report and a report!"
When he thought of this, there was a smile in the corners of his eyes, as if he had seen that guy's distressed appearance, Wen Yan said to He An: "I think of your sincere heart, I know where there is a good bamboo, you go and get it, don't delay!"