Chapter 19 Loyal Minister (《》)

"...I don't know if there is a complete poem or a casual broken sentence?"

By the Qinhuai River, Old Qin asked Ning Yi. On the side, Kang Xian sighed: "Three mountains fall from the blue sky, and the two waters are divided into Bailuzhou... It's just a broken sentence, but it's already the demeanor of everyone who has entered the house..."

Ning Yi looked at the poem and then smiled: "Ha, the broken sentence." He spread his hands, "I don't understand poetry..."

"This kid is not honest, otherwise he would have received a few good poems today..."

That's it, but now it's common for the author to get broken sentences when writing poetry and lyrics. The two of them didn't say much. Then they talked about calligraphy. This is a very professional field. When writing poetry, it can be said to be someone else's words, but the characters cannot be said to be someone else's writing. Moreover, several fonts on it are all in one go and have formed a system. Both of them are like this, so naturally they can see the tricks at a glance.

For the calligraphy of theirs, Chinese characters have their own souls and muscles. The handwriting written by these charcoal strips may not be as good as the most popular, but they have already shown enough skills. Just like Nie Yunzhu's impression, no one could think that there would be someone who practices this brushwork at home and who can write such handwriting with charcoal strips. The calligraphy skills are naturally still speculated upwards, especially those fonts that have never been seen before, which have indescribable value for them.

In the end, the oblique black body that looks like a square may be just new, but it does not have much reference value, just like a more profound naughty boy game. However, the Song and thin gold body that write "Three mountains fall from the blue sky, and the two waters divide the White Egret Island" really makes the two feel pleasing to the eye and have great skills.

These two fonts originally appeared in the Song Dynasty. The trajectory of the Wu Dynasty was similar to that of the Song Dynasty. There were many literati and Confucianism was highly developed. Various innovations appeared in the process of seeking innovation and change. These two fonts are undoubtedly both innovative and most in line with the aesthetics of contemporary people.

One step ahead of the times is a genius. Two steps ahead of the times often become a madman. These two fonts are precisely based on the times, and it seems that from quantitative change to qualitative change, and a perfect breakthrough result was made. Ning Yi might not have taken the initiative to think too much when writing. At most, it was just to give people a little surprise to explain the problem. However, in his way of thinking, even if he did not take the initiative to consider it, various complex trade-offs were done subconsciously, filtering out the simplest result. These cultural things do not care about them blindly, and his final "unreliable" oblique bold font can just prove that he likes to tiny things that seem interesting in daily life, which can not only maintain the impact of Song and Slim Gold fonts, but also make this stunning and impact natural, and not just be just sharp.

As for the time when the two discussed calligraphy, Ning Yi stayed silent most of the time, only occasionally saying a few key points he knew. These two people are real masters, and their basic skills are much more solid than themselves. It is better to speak less and listen more and hide their shortcomings. He is bored these days and is also improving his calligraphy skills. He occasionally listens to one or two sentences, and he also feels that it is of great benefit.

If it is an ordinary talented scholar, it is unlikely that they will receive such teachings from the two. Of course, if the two are teaching attitudes, they will generally give their disciples a targeted explanation. It would be useless for ordinary students to listen too much. It is just Ning Yi's own ability to summarize, distinguish and organize. He only admires the proficiency of the two, and does not worship or blindly follow them. It doesn't matter if he listens.

The discussion about calligraphy lasted for about half an hour. Several people occasionally used charcoal strips to write and draw on the whiteboard. The hands were already black, and then they washed their hands by the river. Mr. Qin and Mr. Kang did not talk about the charcoal and brush strokes at this time. At this time, Ning Yi showed his level, but only made some innovations in the small academy, and there was no need for them to mention them. Of course, if they wanted to promote it, there would be problems. Ning Yi clapped his hands, then shook the water droplets on his hands and said casually: "In fact, charcoal is really bad to write. In the past few days, I plan to get some plaster and see how many chalks are used. At that time, the wooden board will be black. The handwriting on it will be white, which is clearer than the charcoal and simpler to scrub."

"Gypsum?" Mr. Kang asked in confusion, "What is that chalk?"

"After calcining the gypsum with fire, stir with water, and then condense into strips in the mold. When it can be used for writing, it is not easy to blur than a charcoal pen, and the hands will not be so dirty."

At this time, the Wu Chao had already had gypsum and lime. Mr. Kang thought for a while and then nodded: "That's right, the gypsum can be used for writing after calcination... Haha, there is no need to find someone else to do this. If you want it, I can ask someone to make a batch of them with you. I don't know what the specific size and shape are required. In addition, there is anything else to pay attention to."

Ning Yi knew that Kang Xian’s family was a big business. Since he opened his mouth, he naturally did not refuse. He now made a gesture of chalk. The process of making chalk is simple. Even if he didn’t do it deliberately, some hard blocks formed in the lime kiln can be barely used to write, and there are not many places to say: "You can ask the craftsmen to try it a few more times, or add some impurities such as clay. It is best to find the best match for writing."

"I will naturally save you this matter. Agui." When Mr. Kang went out every day, four followers, two men and two women, were always nearby. At this time, he called someone next to him. "You have heard Mr. Ning's words, and after he went back, he ordered the matter." The man bowed and said "Yes".

"Haha, I just kept talking about words, but the tea is cold..."

The three of them had charcoal sticks in their hands, so the tea they had made was naturally not easy to drink. At this time, it was a little late and they didn't have much intention of playing chess. A few of them sat in the tea stall for a while, and Kang Xian's maid made new tea. The white wooden board was still next to it, and the topic was naturally still circling the characters. After a while, Mr. Qin commented on the style of some calligraphy masters today. He was good at calligraphy, and he was good at commenting along the way, and he joked about Kang Xian's words. Kang Xian also laughed and scolded: "I may not be as good as you in official script, cursive script, but I am far inferior to me if I talk about regular script."

Old Qin smiled and said, "This is because he has a specialty in his profession. Gong Ming has been teaching people as a gentleman all day long. If he is not good at regular script, he will lose his convincing power. Just to train people, he can be the first person in history to practice regular script to such a state of convenience..."

After a moment of joking, Mr. Qin thought about it and changed the subject, "... However, seeing Liheng's handwriting reminded me of a person, who is quite talented for me. When I was in Tokyo in my early years, I used my writing to write books. My talent and speaking were outstanding, and I wrote very well. The style and layout were similar to Liheng's style, "Three mountains and half fall from the sky". It was so wonderful that he got Yan Jin Liu's bones... But his handwriting was not out of shape at the time, and now I don't know what's going on."

Ning Yi's eyes twitched slightly, and on the other side, Kang Xian laughed: "Mr. Qin Gong said, is it Qin Hui, who is now the Chief Censor of the Censor?"

Mr. Qin nodded: "Even this person, a few years ago, the Liao people went south and captured his family. However, this person is brave and resourceful, and is deeply trapped in a place of tigers and wolves. He can still be with the Liao people. The next year, when the Liao people attacked Shanyang, they took the opportunity to return to the south with their family. Oh... Now he is the Chief Censor?"

"This incident has been reported in the palace report for a month ago. Because of the deeds of Nangui, he is now highly valued, especially in times of crisis. It is said that in Liao Kingdom, the Liao people wanted to detain his wife. The two of them tried hard to perform a good show, so they were able to travel south. On the way to escape, they were discovered by the Liao people. Several loyal servants were killed and the palace were able to escape. It can be seen that the imperial guards were in a good way... Alas, it was also a bad battle on the front line, and his deeds were even more precious. However, now the court is not just a blind appreciation. There are many doubts about his Nangui. I think this matter is suspicious, and I am afraid there is something else..."

Mr. Qin thought about it and shook his head: "This matter is hard to say, but it is not done by a gentleman without any basis. According to what I saw on that day, this person is a kind person, a kind person, a kind person, and a kind person, and is worried about the country and the people, and is definitely not pretending. What will happen in the future? Just look at his actions... Speaking of which, Huizhi's hometown is also in Jiangning. If he comes in the future, Li Heng can see him, and maybe he has a common language..."

Ning Yi blinked his eyes, then touched his nose in a complicated way. After a moment, he finally laughed out loud and nodded perfunctorily.

Mr. Qin and Mr. Kang couldn't see anything wrong. Kang Xian picked up the teacup and took a sip, looking at Ning Yi: "However, Li Heng is so talented, can he really not have the slightest idea of ​​fame and fortune?"

In terms of time, Ning Yi did not have a long relationship with the two. As Kang Xian said, he was just a friend who played chess and chatted. However, this kind of literati mostly had the idea of ​​worrying about the country and the people, establishing a mind for the heaven and earth, establishing a life for the people, inheriting unique knowledge for the past saints, opening peace for the ages, or learning civil and military skills to the imperial family, which are all things that need no doubt to be discussed. Now it seems that Mr. Qin is just playing chess leisurely every day, and Kang Xian is also a rich and idle person, but there must be complicated reasons.

From these contacts, to the Mid-Autumn Festival water tune songs to the words and chalk at this time, for them, there is no need to discuss the matter of Ning Yi's talent and learning, and the following questions become clear. Just like in the past, it was a pity that Mr. Qin occasionally sighed for a son-in-law, but in fact, it was more just sighing rather than a question, but the meaning of this question at this time was different.

In the afternoon of conversation, between the lines, Ning Yi's intention to deny the name of a talented man was obvious. It seemed that it was not a joke or a perfunctory person. No one in the world really didn't have any idea of ​​fame and fortune, so there should be some hidden information. And the identities of these two people are not simple. Since Kang Xian asked this sentence with such an attitude, he actually really wanted to cherish talent. This is already... the attitude of planning to help.

The autumn wind blew across the riverside, stroking the willow branches. Old Qin raised the tea cup and slowly blew the tea leaves in the cup. His eyes raised, and he was obviously curious about Ning Yi's answer. Feeling the meaning of the words, Ning Yi shook his head lightly.

"I know no one believes it if it says this, but... there are some things I really don't want to do. Whether it's a talented man, a reputation, or a fame, I don't want to touch it. This... is true."
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