More than a dozen words, the more Old Man Yun looked at it, the less interested he became.

Feng Xiuyun cleverly arranged according to fame, resulting in the later words, the more there is a gap in grade.

If Old Man Yun didn't love women deeply, he didn't want to turn good things into bad things, and he offended this female official who came to the door too much, and he wanted to serve tea directly to the guests, but fortunately, he still planned to read it patiently.

Picking up the penultimate handwriting letter, he was about to symbolically glance at the last one, so he said a few words to Feng Xiuyun, and then gave her a gift, but when his eyes fell on the last piece of paper, he suddenly froze.

He is infatuated with words, after his daughter entered the palace, he had more opportunities to contact famous calligraphy, and he had already cultivated an extremely good taste and insight.

But the word in front of me has a novel technique and is different from the current popular asana.

"Huh?"

He couldn't help but open his mouth in surprise and look closely.

This one is amazing!

I thought it was someone's curiosity and innovation, but I found that in its words, it has become its own demeanor, and it is by no means a random self-created product.

These ten words, the font is balanced, thin and hard, between a little bit of a painting, it is crisp and beautiful, the bones are strong, and the knot is tight.

Although there is still some jerky between the lines, I think it is because the technique is not yet familiar.

He could almost be sure that this was the work of a master calligrapher who had already made a difference!

Compared with this one word, the words of Feng Qingtian and Qian Ziyou in front of them suddenly became not worth mentioning.

Because this is a pioneering work, unlike those who are still spinning in the box set by their predecessors!

The first time, and the countless times after the first time, there is a world of difference!

Even in a sense, the word in front of him is enough to squeeze directly into a very important position in his massive collection!

Beside him, Su Shidao, a professor of state studies, also stared intently at the paper in front of him.

In the huge amount of knowledge he has learned, his study of calligraphy is not very deep, but this is not deep compared to his attainments in scriptures and articles, and it is far more than ordinary people.

Previously, he cooperated with Old Man Yun's comments, although he was a little mean, but he did have something to say, and it was not deliberately belittled.

In his opinion, among these words, just talking about the level of technique, it is really the first two old man's eyes that can enter the clouds, plus the author's mental integrity and the like, there is only Feng Qingtian's pair.

But Old Man Yun didn't like that painting, so he could only feel sorry for this enthusiastic female official.

When he saw the last page with the attitude of going through the motions, his eyes suddenly stopped.

"Huh?"

Good guys, there's still something left at the bottom of the box!

He didn't have a deep understanding of the genre innovation of calligraphy, but he could clearly see that these words were unique, mature, and unique.

Moreover, what attracted his attention the most was the two sentences themselves.

[I hope that people will last a long time, thousands of miles together]

There is no flowery rhetoric, no impassioned emotional outburst, but it hits the deepest emotions in people's hearts in a simple and plain way.

At this moment, he thought of his friends in a foreign land, and remembered his relatives in his hometown;

I remembered the shy smile of the girl in the raccoon clothes who looked like a weak willow on the mountain behind the academy when I was studying;

I remembered the bright and bold eyes of the bulging woman I met during my study tour;

How are you doing now?

Thousands of miles away, are you looking at the same moonlight as me?

Old Man Yun and Su Shidao fell into their own imaginary silence, but Feng Xiuyun on the side suddenly raised his head after two surprises, looked at the silent two, and looked surprised.

Isn't this last one the one written by Xia Jingyun?

Could it be that so many famous works have not been eye-catching before, and this painting can still be done?

She thought of Xia Jingyun's handsome but young face, his words could really be seen by Old Man Yun? Can you really send this picture?

Her expression was complicated, with a little apprehension in surprise, and with a hint of worry in anticipation, she stood on tiptoe slightly, nervously waiting for the verdict to be announced.

"Brother Kangle, what do you think?"

Recalling his former merry youth, the great Confucian Su Shidao recovered and opened his mouth with a smile.

Old Man Yun was still immersed in the refreshing skills of the word in front of him, and sighed with emotion: "Not bound by conventions, self-contained, strong and powerful, clear strokes, its word board is open, high-grade, oh no, wonderful!" Exceptional! ”

Hearing this, Feng Xiuyun felt as if something had hit the softness in the depths of her body all at once, and her whole person was so excited that she was fluttering, and her face was flushed with excitement in an instant.

"Hahahaha, Brother Kangle, don't just read words! Look at these two verses. Su Shidao twisted his beard and chuckled.

"Oh?" Old Man Yun raised his eyebrows, and then gradually fell silent.

[I hope that people will last a long time, thousands of miles together]

Although he is now prosperous and wealthy, the house is like a city, and the officials of this huge Surabaya Prefecture have to greet each other with a smile, but his wife is gone, the eldest son died early, and the second daughter is already the most rich and noble in the world, but she has lived in the deep palace for a long time, and the father and daughter are separated by thousands of miles.

Every year and the full moon festival, I can only sigh to the moon and send my thoughts from afar.

He sighed, put down the paper, and looked up at Feng Xiuyun, "Master Feng, you have a heart." The old man accepted it. I will definitely explain your intentions to my mother. ”

Feng Xiuyun was overjoyed, and hurriedly thanked her, "Thank you for the grace of the old lady, it is within our duty to win your favor and share your worries for your mother." ”

"Hmm." Old Man Yun bowed slightly, thought for a while, and took a jade wrench from his hand, "This thing is something I carry with me, you can take it." ”

Feng Xiuyun's toes were quietly grasped, and the whole person trembled a little, this thing may be her other life at a critical moment in the future, but she pinched her palm fiercely, forcibly maintained a trace of clarity, and said in fear: "This thing is too valuable, and the slave and maid dare not take it without permission." ”

"That's just as well." Old Man Yun also reacted, and was a little embarrassed for a while.

Seeing that Old Man Yun took the wrench back again, Feng Xiuyun couldn't help but feel a deep regret in his heart, he knew that he should have taken it regardless of it.

At this time, Su Shidao spoke at the right time, "Director Feng, the old man still has something to ask." ”

"Speak, please."

"Who wrote this word and this poem?"

Xia Jingyun helped him do something, and Feng Xiuyun didn't intend to hide it, "Professor Hui's words, this is written by a young man in Jiang'an City, I saw that his handwriting is good, so I made a special trip to ask for it, these two poems should also be what he thinks." ”

Su Shidao's eyes instantly became eager, "What? Youngster? ”

Old Man Yun also raised his eyebrows in surprise, why is there such an excellent young man in Jiang'an City?

What kind of young man can stand out from his own and write such good words?

Feng Xiuyun was taken aback by the urgent eyes of the two, when she had just arrived in Jiang'an County before, she met a prodigal who didn't have long eyes, and her eyes were similar to this.

"Yes, it should be the age of just reaching the crown."

When Su Shidao heard this, he immediately turned his head to look at Old Man Yun, didn't you say that Jiang Ancheng has no talents?

Old Man Yun panicked for no reason, and immediately reacted to what I was panicking, and I didn't know about it and didn't report it, so he asked, "What is this person's surname, and where does he live?" ”

"This person's name is Xia Jingyun, he was originally a laborer in the labor camp outside the city, and because of his good advice, he was exempted from labor by Zhao County, and now the family lives in Nantian Lane in the city."

Worker?

While Old Man Yun "cleared his suspicions", he also showed doubts on his face, and glanced at Su Shidao, who was also surprised.

Then, he restrained his emotions and hummed lightly, "I didn't expect there to be such a character in this city." Director Feng, you have a heart for this matter, hard work. ”

Feng Xiuyun bowed down and said goodbye.

When she left, Old Man Yun looked at Su Shidao and said with a smile: "Go and see?" ”

Su Shidao nodded, "Go and see, go now, if he is really talented, I will accept him as a disciple!" ”

Unexpectedly, Old Man Yun's eyes glared, "You accept him as a disciple, I want to accept him as a disciple!" ”

Master Su's hands stiffened, and he tore off a beard, "Brother Kangle, what kind of disciples do you accept?" ”

Old Man Yun said lightly: "Why can't I accept it?" The world knows that I am obsessed with words, and it is rare to meet such a talented person, and I would like to teach him all what I have learned in my life, and keep him as a generation in the future. ”

And then you're the mentor of a generation of everyone, aren't you...... Su Shi sneered, "People still use you to teach!" Brother Kangle, didn't you say that you don't want fame and fortune, idle clouds and wild cranes? ”

"Aren't you the same? Beautiful jade is rare! Old Man Yun smiled and said lightly: "Brother Zicheng, your angry and corrupt appearance is not in line with your identity as a generation of Confucians, pay attention, a gentleman is angry!" ”

"I'm a fart!"

The guard who was standing far away outside the door glanced in surprise, he was fine just now, why did he seem to be arguing.