Two well-known literati in Dongyin City at the moment, they looked at each other and made sarcastic remarks in every possible way. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, they almost made a move without caring about the quality of their outfits.

Such a rare and new thing attracted the surrounding pedestrians and people to come forward to take a closer look, almost filling the whole street with water. The identities of Hua Qing and Qiao Daoquan were not trivial, and everyone was curious. They usually got along very well and cherished each other.

, and often recite poems and travel together. Why did they forget about their dignity this time? From what I heard, they were just fighting for a tattered bamboo hat.

More and more people gathered around, until some literati who were proficient in calligraphy also came forward to watch. Zhou Yanfa did not stop him, but generously placed the bamboo hat on the table for everyone to look at.

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"It is indeed a masterpiece. I have been living for a long time and have seen countless copies of famous ancient masters. But the copies are just copies after all. Sixty-seven times out of ten, the divine intention is lost. How can the two lines of the Dharma book in front of me be as clever as this? This word comes from "Yi Laochan"

Look, even if it is placed in the inner courtyard of the palace, it still needs someone to take care of it and enshrine it. It is really a top-notch product." An old man in the crowd exclaimed, interrupting the argument between Qiao Hua and Qiao Hua. Both of them felt that the old man's voice sounded good.

It was so familiar that when I looked back, my heart suddenly felt cold.

The identity of the person speaking is extremely valuable, and it is not an exaggeration to call him the best in Dongyin City.

The old man is a descendant of a famous family. His ancestors can be said to be unparalleled in the literary world of Qi State. Famous writers have emerged from generation to generation. Although the old man's family is not as good as before, it is still prominent for a while. The family wealth has been accumulated for thousands of years.

It was not something that Qiao Hua and Qiao Hua could match. Therefore, both of them were a little annoyed. If Lei Lei had taken action just now instead of running against each other, the hat would have fallen into the hands of the two of them. How could the situation be like this?

"If you like it, Mr. Zhou, just take it." Surrounded by the crowd, Mr. Zhou slowly spoke. "The money is free, but you have to agree to a few conditions."

Mr. Zhou's words were like a stone that stirred up a thousand waves, and the crowd immediately started rolling. Who doesn't know the preciousness of this word? This is a Dharma book hanging in the imperial study room. Even if it is written on a bamboo hat, it is worth a thousand dollars.

The price, but this gentleman in simple clothes said he was not interested in money?

Some people shook their heads and sighed. Since they did not accept money, the conditions offered were probably more harsh than thousands of gold and silver. They had no choice but to put down their competitiveness and wait quietly for the next step.

The old man spoke first, suppressing the excitement in his heart, but his tone was extremely sincere, "Sir, it's okay to say it. If it's beyond my power, what can I do even if I squander half of my family's wealth?" The old man actually paid attention to these words, and many people also listened.

It's okay to have some taste, but no one will point it out.

Given the rich financial resources of the old man's family, not to mention half of the family wealth, even if he takes out one or two out of ten, it is enough to make a mountain of silver, which is beyond the reach of most people. When the old man said this, he warned others not to compete with him.

, since no one bids, this originally unknown condition is likely to be reduced by a few points invisibly.

The old man loves writing, calligraphy and painting very much, and his family bought numerous handwritings by famous artists at high prices, and all of them are of high quality. For this reason, a jade platform was specially built for this purpose, and it was filled with rare collections from decades past, which he carefully copied every day.

Whenever there are paintings and calligraphy that catch your eye, you have to bid to buy them. The knowledge involved is quite complicated. An old man who has been in the literati circle for so many years certainly knows the secrets of bidding.

Originally, given his status and age, he shouldn't use the tricks he used when he was young, but the wonderful calligraphy of the bamboo hat in front of him and the fullness of his divine intention are indeed the best among the calligraphy he has seen over the years.

Unseen.

That's why I came up with such tricks to prevent the master in front of me from making things difficult. With such exquisite calligraphy in my hands, even if I go to the capital to find peace, I will definitely become a popular person in the eyes of Emperor Qi, and he will be summoned into the palace to pay tribute.

Treat each other. How could such a great man worry about silver? Therefore, the old man expected that the conditions offered by Mr. Blue Jacket would be unparalleled.

"Yuan Tuo, go get the rice paper that was placed at the street corner."

At this time, Xun Yuantuo finally knew whose hand the calligraphy on the white wall in Qingchai Yushenglou came from. Zhou Kefa usually holds the pen with his right hand, and the way he holds the pen is particularly weird. Mr. Xun saw it clearly,

It was not until he was writing on the bamboo hat that he handed the pen to his left hand. Immediately, the way he held the pen changed into another look, with flowing clouds and flowing water, and like flying snow and jade flowers.

It’s no wonder that the county magistrate’s eyes were red from the stress and he couldn’t find a similar font among the vast sea of ​​scrolls. It’s even more wonder that although he is a teacher, he knows so many precious foods, so it can all be explained.

"First, build a house opposite Sanpian Station. It doesn't need to be too big. The furnishings in the house are just like those of ordinary people, so that Luo Hanyan's family of three can have a place to stay." Seeing that the old man had already finished reading the contents of the rice paper.

, Zhou Kefa then said with a smile.

"Secondly, it prevents the scoundrels around us from bothering them again, and protects the family from being bullied and intimidated. Send the two girls to school so that they can be taught how to read and write."

The old man wrote it down silently, but Mr. Zhou stopped talking and waited quietly for the former to speak.

"That's it?" The old man couldn't believe it. With such a stunning calligraphy, the price given by the man in front of him was just two trivial things. Of course, he couldn't help but feel suspicious.

"That's all. What do you think, sir?"

"a man of his words."

"Of course."

When the sun was setting, the master and the disciple returned.

"It turns out that the calligraphy on the white wall in Yusheng Tower was really made by the teacher." Mr. Xun became more and more puzzled.

He really couldn't think of it. Not only was his chess skills like a vast ocean with no bottom, but his running calligraphy was also outstanding. He should be called a master of chess and calligraphy in today's literary world. Why had he never heard of it before? What if he was short-sighted?

That's all, but he has learned a lot and memorized it since he was a child. He has admired countless elegant calligraphy and paintings, but none of them can match the master's.

Besides, the town where Mr. Zhou lives is adjacent to Qingchai. If there really is a unicorn hidden in the fields, how could the landscape not show up for more than ten years?

"When I was young, I didn't know how valuable time was. I spent several years studying this handwriting, but in the end I was scolded by the elders in the family. My left-hand pen grip had already been fixed, so I had to practice writing with my right hand." Mr. Zhou is face-to-face almost all day long.

Belt smiled and narrowed his eyes at this moment, as if he was reminiscing.

"Who would have thought that writing two or three times would actually attract a lot of literati to pass it around. At that time, when I was already in my thirties, I no longer wanted to make a name for myself with this word. At most, it was just in my heart.

When I didn't have any silver in my pocket, I was forced by your wife to write a few lines of words in order to earn some silver and go to Qingchai to stay for two days."

Mr. Zhou's eyes narrowed even more, "God knows, I will just meet a proud apprentice, which will save me a lot of effort."

After saying that, the gentleman took out the book from the package, held the reins with one hand, and handed the book to Xun Yuantuo, "I am bored on the road, so I might as well take a look at this chess book, so as not to go to the wall to read at night. Although the moonlight is good,

But it also hurts the eyes and veins more. It’s very cool at night, so I go back and find some firewood to cushion my body, and I won’t feel cold anymore.”

Xun Yuantuo took the scroll and couldn't help but trembling at the corner of his mouth.
Chapter completed!