All the old people present, which one is not an old and refined character, the meaning of Zhao Liming's words, they heard it very clearly, for such a young man who didn't know the severity, they didn't like it very much, they just glanced at him lightly, and no one spoke.

Zhang Pinghui was Zhao Liming's teacher, and he was very ashamed that his disciple actually questioned Yun Feiyang's character, and reprimanded: "Xiao Zhao, what are you talking about? How can Feiyang's ability be casually placed? With so many masters present, which one of them is not better than you, don't think that Feiyang is young, just doubt his ability, let alone use your ability to measure the level of others." You apologize to Feiyang now, don't let everyone see the joke. ”

Zhao Liming didn't expect that he just said something slightly questioning, which caused his teacher to be angry, and he was very angry in his heart, and he was even more dissatisfied with Yun Feiyang. But in front of so many people, he didn't dare to show his true thoughts in his heart, and said helplessly to Yun Feiyang: "Feiyang, don't be careful, I don't question your meaning, I just want to see you create on the spot, so that I can have a chance to learn, so I deliberately joked about it, if my words make you misunderstand, I hope you can forgive." ”

After listening to Zhao Liming's words, the anger in Zhang Pinghui's heart dissipated, and he thought that he really had a joke in it, so he deliberately said this, if this is the case, it is understandable.

Yun Feiyang understood Zhao Liming's thoughts very clearly, but a little person like him was not worth caring about himself, so he said pointedly: "I naturally won't take this little thing to heart." If you want to see it, then you can take a good look at it later! As long as you put your mind on the study of calligraphy, I think you will definitely gain something. ”

After Yun Feiyang finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to the shame on Zhao Liming's face, turned his head to Huang Lao and said, "Since Huang Lao said so, then I naturally can't refute it." I can promise you now that I can donate one of each of my books, paintings, and jade works to the Palace Museum, but you will need to bring your own jade for jade works, and I can carve them for free when the time comes. Painting takes too much time, so I'll write a calligraphy work for you to send to the Palace Museum today, and then I'll start painting when I have a good idea. ”

Huang Qun agreed to come down when he saw that Yun Feiyang was so happy, and there was also a work in each of the three kinds of calligraphy, painting, and jade, and he was very happy in his heart, and said: "Lao Kong, you come to prepare pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and I will personally sharpen the ink for Feiyang!"

Kong Pinxiang quickly took pen, ink, paper, and inkstones and placed them on the bookcase.

Since it is going to be presented to the Palace Museum, Yun Feiyang needs to think carefully about what is appropriate to write.

Dean Huang Qun picked up the ancient ink taken out by Kong Pinxiang and was about to grind, took a look, and found that the ancient ink in his hand was very extraordinary, carefully distinguished, and found that it was actually the pine smoke ink made by Moxian Pan Gu, and exclaimed: "I didn't expect that Lao Kong, you still have Pan Gumo in your hand, and use the ink of Moxian to write this chapter that is enough to be passed down for centuries, but it complements each other!"

"Is it really Pan Gumo who 'fragrant through the muscles and bones, grinding to the end, and incense is undefeated'? Hearing that it turned out to be Qimo, which was known as the god of ink, Jin Guangren was overjoyed when he saw the hunt, and hurriedly stepped forward to watch.

I heard that it was Pan Gumo, Yun Feiyang had never seen it before, so he hurried over to appreciate it carefully.

After appreciating it, Yun Feiyang said: "Master Kong, this side of Pan Gumo is too precious, I didn't expect that you still have it in your hands, this square of ink has never been used, such a complete Pan Gumo is almost no longer in the world, I think you should continue to treasure it!"

"No matter how precious Pan Gumo is, it can only reflect its value when it is used. Feiyang, you can use it to write articles that can be passed down through the ages, and this is where the greatest value of Pangumo lies. This side of Pan Gumo, whether you use it or not, I will give it to you, only in your hands, can it reflect its greatest value. Kong Pinxiang said with a smile.

"Since Master Kong insists on doing this, then I am disrespectful. But as a return gift, I'll give Master Kong a piece of calligraphy!" Yun Feiyang said.

Yun Feiyang is also very fond of this side of Pan Gumo, although Pan Gumo no longer has any secrets under his own field, and he can imitate a better Pan Gumo at any time, but he is still very grateful for Master Kong's intentions, so he decided to give him a calligraphy written in Pan Gumo as a return gift.

"Lao Kong, you have a good idea, although this side of Pan Gumo is precious, but compared with Feiyang's calligraphy, it is still far from it, but it makes you a big bargain. Dean Huang Qun said jealously.

Yun Feiyang and other deans of Huang Qun polished Pan Gumo, and after the pen was full, a poem by Su Dongpo "Sun Zuzhi Sends Ink" was swept away.

There is no old pine, easy water has no good work, precious materials take pleasure waves, and the magic hand is only Pan Weng.

The fish cells are cooked with ten thousand pestles, the rhino horn plate is a double dragon, Mo Cheng does not dare to use it, and enters the Penglai Palace;

Yun Feiyang's regular script "Sun Zuzhi Sending Ink" poem, after everyone admired it for a long time, Kong Pinxiang sighed and said: "A wave of the wonderful hand, that is, a colorful chapter! I see that Feiyang's realm at this time has surpassed all the ancients, this work is impeccable whether it is from the overall layout or a single font, and in the artistic conception not to mention the commentary, the dignified and solemn air comes to the face, straight to the heart, this is another indisputable great master-level block calligraphy work!"

"Lao Kong, I don't advise you to donate this work to our Palace Museum, but you must take it out for this exhibition, such a dignified and atmospheric master-level calligraphy work, you must let more people take a look. Dean Huang Qun said semi-forcedly.

"As long as you don't let me donate it, the exhibition time is as you can arrange, this calligraphy work is too precious, too perfect, although Feiyang gave it to me, but it is also the wealth of our Chinese people, I dare not monopolize it alone, it should be appreciated by more people." Kong Pinxiang said very generously.

"A calligraphy work that Feiyang casually gave you is so perfect, I believe that this work that he is going to donate to our Palace Museum will be even more rare, we will wait and see!" Huang Qun was full of expectations for Yun Feiyang's next works.

Yun Feiyang has always admired the national hero Yue Fei Yue Wumu, especially now, he himself is also a soldier, and he is full of admiration for national martyrs like King E, so he is ready to show all his strength and write a magnificent "Man Jianghong" with mountains and rivers and bright moons.

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