Not long after Qiu Yan went, Rong Niang walked out of the study with a few pieces of paper full of words, went to a corner of the courtyard, put down the stack of papers, and left.

After she left, she saw a figure climb over the wall and enter the corner of the courtyard, and this person also took a stack of papers, but there was no ink on the paper.

Identifying the place, the man picked up the paper full of words written on the ground, put down the white paper in his hand, and then got up, turned over and left the hospital.

After a while, Rong Niang came back again, and was not surprised to see this new stack of papers, so she bent down to pick it up and took it back to the library.

This has been repeated for some time, and in the last two or three months, it has happened frequently.

At the beginning, Rong Niang was still standing by the side, trying to figure out the reason, but she didn't get anything until she was enlightened by Qiu Yan.

In Rong Niang's opinion, the paper used by my cousin to practice calligraphy is not a small consumption, since someone is willing to exchange new paper for waste paper full of words, it is worth it, think about this, she is no longer obsessed with exploring, in case she breaks the casserole and asks in the end, causing the other party not to change, but the gain outweighs the loss.

At the same time, in a house in the east of the city, Zhang Zhen looked at the few words he had just gotten in his hand, and his face was happy.

"Good words!

Looking at Zhang Zhen, who was dancing with his eyebrows, the man who had just climbed over the wall and brought these pieces of paper was puzzled: "Young master, this Qiu Yan's words are really so good? I just looked at it twice, that is, I just feel more comfortable to look at." ”

When Zhang Zhen heard this, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Even you, a person who can't recognize a few words, can feel comfortable when you look at these words, what evaluation should you get if you fall into the eyes of experts?"

He was obviously in a good mood, and as he spoke, he spread out a few words in his hand on the table, pointed to one of them, and said: "These words, in terms of form alone, are mature and upright, and in terms of rhyme, there is a kind of vast general trend, not seeking curiosity, not seeking danger, not being impartial, and no fault, which is exactly the calligraphy pursued by Confucianism! Confucianism pays attention to carrying the Tao with words, so it is necessary to have this kind of momentum; this Qiu Yan's words two years ago can only be said to be upright, but in the past two years, it has become quite meteorological, and there are signs of a famous master. ”

"Is it really so powerful?" The man was shocked, he was very aware of his young master's eyesight, the famous master in the mouth, it was all calligraphy, he didn't dare to say a word, but he could at least sell a lot of silver when he took it out, and in the man's opinion, Qiu Yan was still young, but he didn't expect to be so praised by his own young master.

Zhang Zhen shook his head again at this time: "This Qiu Yan's words, in fact, already have a taste of their own, if it weren't for his fame, only limited to Qingchang County, I'm afraid he would have been touted as a calligrapher, at least the rising stars of the Taoist government and Guanzhong, in terms of words alone, are not as good as Qiu Yan, but unfortunately these words are still trapped in fame." ”

When the man heard this, he had a flash of inspiration: "I see, no wonder young master, you asked me to collect this post of Qiu Sheng's practice of calligraphy, it is equal to the future......"

"Not bad!" Zhang Zhen nodded, "Qiu Yan is erudite and talented, and he is known for his good reputation, this time he has won nine out of ten in the Taoist test, and it is estimated that he will be able to spread in the autumn in a few months, and his reputation will spread by then, and of course the words he writes will rise, and I can be regarded as hoarding strange goods." ”

"The virtuous nephew is worthy of being the elite of the Zhang family's generation, and this opinion is really admirable. ”

As the two were talking, a voice suddenly came from outside the door, and they saw a thin man walk in, this man had a beard, and his eyes flashed with shrewdness, giving people a sense of shrewdness.

When Zhang Zhen saw it, his complexion changed slightly, and he followed his face as usual, and stepped forward and saluted: "It turns out that Uncle Sun has woken up, you were tired from the saddle horse yesterday, and you should rest for a while." ”

The thin man waved his hand: "I'm working hard, I can't sleep well, this time I came over, I was just to greet that Qiu Sheng for the prefect, it's better to visit early, but, I was outside just now, I heard you say that Qiu Sheng's words are good, I don't know if it's inconvenient to borrow me to take a look?"

"This ...... That's fine. Zhang Zhen raised his eyebrows and looked at the servant by the door, his eyes reproachful.

At this time, the thin man had already arrived at the table, looked at the words, and immediately his eyes lit up, and then bent down, looked at it carefully, and when he raised his head again, he happened to see Zhang Zhen's reproachful servant's gaze, and immediately laughed: "Virtuous nephew, don't worry, I won't rob you this time, the painting of the former dynasty Wang Daozhi last time was really looking for too long, and it was itchy for a while, but right now, this Qiu Sheng is in the city, why should I be willing to go far?

Hearing this, Zhang Zhen breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Uncle Sun misunderstood, how can my nephew have such a mind......

Before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, and a big man rushed in, saw Zhang Zhen, and said directly: "Young master!

"What's the big deal?"

"I heard that the Holy Decree has come! Many people have run out into the streets to see it!"

"What!?"

Before Zhang Zhen could respond, the thin man next to him called out: "Who is the holy decree for?"

"Who else could it be?" the big man glanced at Zhang Zhen and replied, "It's not the old Xiangguo in the north of the city." ”

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As soon as Qiu Yan walked outside the courtyard of the Ma family, he saw a dense crowd on the surrounding streets.

"What's going on, the north of the city has always been quiet, why did so many people come early this morning?"

With doubts, he walked a few steps forward, and saw that the gate of the Ma family's courtyard was surrounded by several soldiers, and there were several tall horses standing by the door, and there were a few shouts from the courtyard.

After a little inquiry, Qiu Yan understood the reason for the scene in front of him.

"It seems that after two years, the new emperor finally remembered this old man who was abandoned by him again, but from now on, the peace of Qingchang County is probably coming to an end. ”

Qiu Yan was still thinking about it, he was cold, the skin on the back of his neck suddenly cooled, and then he felt an alarm.

"Huh, there's murderous intent!"

After two years of precipitation, he has already mastered and consolidated the life cultivation realm of refining and refining the two spirits, as long as someone looks at him and thinks about it, he will give birth to qi induction.

Turning his head to look at the induction, Qiu Yan's gaze crossed the layers of crowds and landed on the corner of the street.

There, there was a man standing quietly, holding a long sword in his hand, and the whole person exuded a lonely and cold aura, and the people around him avoided it from afar.

Noticing Qiu Yan's gaze, the man suddenly raised his hand, scribbled in the air, wrote two words, then curled the corners of his mouth, showed a smile, and then turned around and walked away.

Qiu Yan's pupils shrank, frowned, groaned, and followed.

"Who is this person? He just wrote in the air, and what he wrote was the word 'Shangling', could it be related to Shanglingdao? Shanglingdao was finally found?"

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