"Mighty, how about dancing a sword for us?" Fu Lin walked to the wall and took down the Longquan Sword hanging from it. Legend has it that the Longquan Sword was forged by Ou Yezi and Gan Jiang. They chiseled the mountain, released the stream water in the mountain, and led it to the seven pools next to the sword-casting furnace to form the Big Dipper Seven Stars Ring, which was called the "Seven Stars". After the sword is formed, look down at the sword body, as if climbing the high mountain and looking down at the abyss, ethereal and deep as if there is a giant dragon lying on it, it is called "Longyuan", so the name of this sword is called "Seven Star Longyuan", referred to as Longyuan Sword. Later, due to the avoidance of my grandfather's name during the Tang Dynasty, the word "yuan" was changed to the word "spring", and it was called "Seven Star Dragon Spring", referred to as Longquan Sword. The real Longquan sword was passed down from my grandfather to my father, and finally buried with it in Zhaoling. What Fu Lin holds in his hands now should be imitations of posterity.

"This ......" Wei Wu hesitantly took the Longquan sword, but did not start. Dancing a sword in front of the royal court, it is not in line with the ceremony.

Under Fu Lin's repeated urging, Wei Wu finally danced a self-created swordsmanship. Every move of his swordsmanship seems to be ordinary and unorganized, but every move is clumsy, surprising in the ordinary, attacking and defending properly, and magnificent. I thought to myself that if I played against each other at this moment, I had no way to crack it for the time being.

All of us were shrouded in the mighty sword light, and Wu Liangfu's whole person began to tremble slightly because he couldn't resist the mighty sword qi.

The mighty set of swordsmanship gradually came to an end, and as he retracted his sword, the Longquan sword returned to the scabbard with a clean sound.

"Good!" Sa Ying watched it very enjoyable, applauded continuously, and even clapped her hands.

Mighty and respectfully returned the Longquan Sword to Fu Lin, Fu Lin impatiently threw the sword to Wu Liangfu, and walked into the imperial study.

In the middle of the imperial study is the study, where there are tables and chairs for resting and reading. "Jingjing, I haven't drunk your kung fu tea for a long time, and now I want to drink it very much." Fu Lin walked to the dragon chair in front of the bookcase and sat down and ordered, "Wu Liangfu, spread paper and polish ink, I want to practice calligraphy!" ”

I looked at Fu Lin in confusion, not knowing what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, but I did it anyway, took out the best Wuyi Da Hong Robe, and began to cook kung fu tea for him. And Wu Liangfu had just hung up the Longquan Sword, and when he heard Fulin's holy decree, he immediately ran over and hurriedly laid paper and polished ink for him, for fear that he would be reprimanded by Fulin for being slow.

For a while, the imperial study fell into silence, and the small space was filled with the fragrance of tea mixed with the fragrance of ink, and the light and elegant aroma made it seem more and more bookish.

I, Wu Liangfu and Wei Wu each performed their duties, while Fu Lin was painting very seriously, and for a while no one paid attention to Saying, and she was left to dry.

Sa Ying watched Fu Lin paint, and felt bored, so she walked alone to the back of the imperial study. The back of the imperial study is the dragon table and dragon chair that the emperor usually deals with important affairs, there are calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls around it, and there are antique treasures on the shelves and tables, which are full of book rhyme, simple and elegant.

I cooked the kung fu tea and brought it to the Fu Lin Long table, for fear that Sa Ying would be bored in the back, so I also walked in.

I only heard Saying ask: "Brother Emperor, why does this person play the piano alone on these strange stones, it feels strange." ”

I looked in the direction where Sa Ying was standing, and found that she was standing in front of Zhang Rui's "Fuqin Picture". Zhang Rui was a painter in the late Ming Dynasty, and this picture was dedicated to Emperor Chongzhen Zhu Youzhen by the minister at that time. On the picture, the mountains are high and the moon is small, the smoke and water are vast, the ancient trees are forested, the strange rocks are craggy, and a person is sitting in the rubble and playing the piano. In the upper left corner of the painting, there are four sentences of "Qin Ming": "The mountains are empty and the water is deep, and the sound is Xiao Xiao." There is no trace of ancient times, but the rocks are gorgeous". Look at the sixteen characters of the "Qin Ming", simple and vigorous, majestic and magnificent, the strokes are like iron and silver hooks, the force penetrates the back of the paper, and the end is a rare and superior work. No wonder Zhu Youzhen couldn't put it down and collected it in the imperial study.

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