The fifth uncle of the Huang family used the method of agitation, and finally invited the master of Mu to come over, but it dragged on for time, but the main son Ye Junsheng left.

This coming and going happened to put the Huang family in a dilemma, and they were a little dry-stared.

In this regard, the fifth uncle of the Huang family complained a little about why Huang's father didn't keep Ye Junsheng, but Huang's father was also wronged, how could he keep people?

Na Mu was not tall on this trip, but because of his fortune, he looked a little short and fat, full of red light, and had a strong smell of wine, as if he had just drunk a lot. The robes on his body are long and short, completely different from ordinary people's clothes, and the whole look is messy, which is very personal style.

He had a pair of small eyes, often squinted, and looked a little drunk, and he sat down with a swagger, slapped the table and shouted, and asked people to take out the calligraphy -- I heard the fifth uncle of the Huang family say that the calligraphy is worth 55 yuan, and I am a gold-inlaid one...... It's just that in recent years, very few of the master's works have been handed down to the world.

Now there is a calligraphy that can be sold for fifty-five times, Mu this trip does not believe it at all, if it is not for the sake of the Huang family's face in Dao'an Mansion, where would he be willing to pay attention?

To put it bluntly, it's often just a gimmick to hype.

But it happened that he was in a good mood today, so he came over to take a look.

The truth is that the fifth uncle of the Huang family did not say it explicitly, and it was difficult to ride a tiger at this time, so he had to exchange views with Huang's father.

The masters came, and Huang's father had no plan, so he ordered Huang Chaozhi to go to the study to get the notebook, and said with a smile: "Master Mu is willing to come to the cold house, it is really brilliant." The dog is incompetent, and he used such a high price to exchange for a calligraphy back, but he was afraid that he would be deceived, so he dared to ask the master to appraise the ......."

Mu Zhengxing waved his hand and said proudly: "A fool would spend such a price to buy a nobody's calligraphy." "The language is direct and unrelenting.

With his status and character, he will not show mercy at all.

Father Huang's face is hot. It was a few uncles who secretly laughed: Master Mu's words are like a coffin.

But Huang Chao lamented in his heart, in the end, he couldn't avoid this level, and taking out the calligraphy was not the same as offering ugliness? But it didn't work if he didn't take it, the masters had all come to the door, and his father and all the uncles were waiting outside, and they couldn't resist at all.

"Alas, it's a blessing or a curse, and it's a curse that can't be avoided......"

After weighing it several times, Huang Chaoyi gritted his teeth, took out the word from under the cabinet, and held it in his hand. When I walked outside, my heart was simply fluttering and fluttering.

It seemed that it had taken a long time for him to come out of the hall, but at this time, he plucked up his courage and respectfully handed over the notebook: "Please appraise the master!"

"Hey, hey!"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Mu Xing's mouth, and he was not polite, he took it in his hand, and it was casually unfolded on the table, showing the four big characters of "Xiangrui Town House".

In the calligraphy industry of the Tianhua Dynasty, such words were often used to write banners and hang them in the hall or study, taking the meaning of auspiciousness and stability, which belonged to the content of the rotten street.

The master held a bowl of tea in his hand, and while sipping, he looked at the words nonchalantly: it was undeniable that the words were written in a palpy, boxy, and stable way, which fit quite well with the surface meaning of the words. However, if there is a scholar in the world, who will write how badly the handwriting?

Writing is one of the six arts, and it is a basic skill that must be possessed. On the occasion of the imperial examination, if the writing is bad, the examiner will directly filter it out when he looks at it, where will he see how well your essay is written?

Calligraphy is the façade of a scholar. As the saying goes, first impressions are very important. The façade can't be passed, and the back can be imagined.

Therefore, readers practice calligraphy first and then learn literature.

At this time, Father Huang and several others were all standing on the side, not daring to breathe, for fear of alarming the master's appreciation process, and then they would lose their temper.

Huang Chaozhi peeked at it, and when he saw Mu smacking his lips, he couldn't help shaking his head, and his heart couldn't help but sink: fantasy is always fantasy, and there can be no miracle...... He also hoped that Ye Junsheng's handwriting would indeed be excellent, so that Master Mu could see it.

After only a few glances, Mu finished reading the words, his eyes swept down, and he saw that the seal seemed to be a little unusual, and he couldn't help but look at it a few more times - an inexplicable feeling of comfort spread in his heart like a sweet spring, and he couldn't say the reason at all, but he felt peaceful, calm, and gentle. It seems that all the troubled and restless distractions have disappeared without a trace, and the whole person has entered an ethereal state.

"Hey, this is ......"

Mu Xingxing's spirit was lifted, his eyes gradually lit up, and his demeanor became a little solemn. I couldn't help but stand up and look at the word again and again—over and over and over again...... Looking at the appearance of this master, it seems that he already has a feeling of love for his hands.

Everyone in the Huang family was surprised, and they didn't know what was going on.

After a long time, Master Mu suddenly sighed: "Strokes give birth to spirit, good words!" He has followed the sage of calligraphy for many years, and he understands that when a character is written to the realm, it will "paint the spirit", so that the viewer can not help but immerse himself in it, and derive many thoughts.

Just like reading an article, appreciating Danqing. Good works always resonate with people, so that they are drunk and forget themselves.

It seems that the master can write only a few works with the "spirit of strokes...... In this way, can this son's attainments reach the realm of a master...... How can it be?

Mu immediately categorically denied this possibility - or, it was the other party's state of explosion, accidental epiphany, and inspiration that happened to write such a post.

Yes, definitely.

Calligraphy is art, and since it is art, there is more or less a state of epiphany. But how did Master Mu know that it was not Ye Junsheng's characters that could really "create the spirit of strokes", but the rendering effect caused by the seal under the seal of the Xuanhuang stubborn stone of heaven and earth, which made the whole character lively and affected the viewer's sensory reaction.

You must know that this character itself is a magic tool, which has almost surpassed the category of red dust objects.

Words, which can come to life, already have some spirituality.

"Master, what do you think of this word?"

Father Huang couldn't bear it anymore and asked tentatively.

Mu Zhengxing forced his eyes to take his eyes off the notebook in his heart, and coughed dryly: "So-so...... Well, you said it cost fifty-five dollars to buy it?"

Father Huang nodded.

"Who is the author?"

This time it was Huang Chaozhi's turn to answer: "It was written by Xiaosheng's classmate and friend, Ye Junsheng, a student of Guanchen Academy." "The identity of an ordinary talent is obviously not qualified. Therefore, he brought up the title of "Diesheng", hoping to increase the score slightly.

"Ye Junsheng ......"

Mu chewed on this name and felt very unfamiliar, belonging to the kind of nobody.

"Can this son really write the words 'stroke spirit'?"

I was suspicious in my heart, and I couldn't help but read the words again.

This one is unbelievable, and I watched the tea time again, and the more I looked at it, the more happy I felt. That stroke by stroke, as if it is a feather that can stir the heart, pokes the most refreshing part of the heart, flirtatious, itchy and unbearable. It's like a gluttonous person with a lot of food in front of him, like a fun-loving person seeing a toy of his dreams...... That feeling of joy when I saw the hunt, I wanted to take this thing for myself.

"Master Wood?"

Huang Chaozhi called timidly.

Mu Zhengxing finally looked away again, stroked his beard, shook his head and said, "This piece of writing does have some doorways." As for whether it is worth fifty-five dollars, that is, the benevolent will see the benevolent, and the wise will see the wise, and it is not easy to generalize. ”

When Father Huang heard this, he felt very familiar, didn't Ye Junsheng just say this, how did it come out of the master's mouth again?

If it weren't impossible, everyone would even wonder if Ye Junsheng and Mu had colluded.

Being stared at by many eyes, Master Mu, who has always been free and uninhibited, felt a little embarrassed, and simply got straight to the point: "I'll just say it directly, this painting may not be worth so much money, but the old man feels happy in his heart and wants to collect it, I don't know if you are willing to transfer it?"

Father Huang was stunned, the trend of things was completely different from what he imagined, and he couldn't help blurting out: "How much is the master willing to bid?"

Mu said leisurely: "As the so-called money is difficult to buy, since you bought this character for fifty-five yuan, then the old man can't take advantage of it, so let's go out sixty yuan." ”

As soon as this price came out, everyone was a little dizzy, and they felt that they had heard it wrong, so they asked in unison: "How much?"

"Sixty times!"

The wooden line was loud.

It's messed up, it's all messed up!

The people of the Huang family looked at each other, looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes, and finally were dumbfounded, they couldn't find the north at all, Rao is that they went south and north, and they were well-informed, but they had never encountered such a situation, and their thinking suddenly couldn't keep up.

Huang Chao's heart was also chaotic, so he wanted to agree, but remembering Ye Junsheng's words, he couldn't help it, and said, "Master, this painting is a gift from a friend, but I don't dare to sell it." ”

Mu Xingxing's eyes widened: "Sixty times you refuse to sell?"

Huang Chaozhi shook his head firmly: "How can a friend's gift be sold for profit?"

Seeing his resolute attitude, Mu had no choice but to give up and go out in a huff. When he arrived at the door, he was blown by the cold wind, Huo Ran shivered, and woke up: Are you crazy? I want to use sixty yuan to buy someone else's calligraphy, but ...... The brain is also in turmoil.

After Master Mu left, the uncles of the Huang family looked at Huang Chaozhi with intent, and even wondered if it would be the scene where he and Master Mu colluded in advance. But if Huang Chaozhi really has such ability, it would be good.

Huang Chaozhi scratched his head, still having a feeling of dreaming, which was extremely unreal.

Father Huang suddenly spoke: "Chaozhi, Ye Gongzi is not married yet, what do you think of your third sister, or fourth sister, fifth sister and sixth sister?"

Hearing this, Huang Chaozhi almost stumbled: Not to mention anything else, although his sister has some appearance, in front of the two girls who drink alone, it is too much worse, and it can be described as "vulgar and unbearable"......

(To be continued)