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Chapter 438 Knowing White and Keeping Black(1/2)

Lu Zian naturally knew something about Liu Xiu and Wang Mang.

In fact, modern people basically feel that what Wang Mang did is very subtle when they see this history.

After all, after Wang Mang ascended the throne, he issued a series of incredible and inexplicable orders:

1. Land is state-owned and distributed equally.

2. Abolish the slave system.

3. Modify the official system and place names.

4. Government-participated planned economy and state-owned enterprise monopoly.

5. Reform currency.

6. The government establishes a loan system.

7. Forced labor and eliminate those who do not work.

8. Modify the ancient timing method of 100 inches a day to a new timing method of 120 inches a day.

9. Modify the relationship with the surrounding alien races, especially destroying Goguryeo, and change its name to Juli...

Speaking of this, Chen Mange was straightforward: "I always feel that this Wang Mang must have been dumped by his girlfriend who loves Korean dramas for more than a hundred times, otherwise he would not have such a deep hatred."

Lu Zian smiled helplessly and shook his head: "In fact, Wang Mang's system is not too out of line. For example, Zhu Yunwen and Fang Xiaoru and other groups of people once thought about restoring the well-field system. After all, in the eyes of literati, Zhou Li is the most perfect, but Wang Mang's actions were too decisive and did not consider the consequences, so he failed so thoroughly."

If Wang Mang could calm down and plan slowly, and not be so eager to achieve success, perhaps...

"I don't believe it." Chen Mange grabbed the end of his hair, slowly rolled it up, pouting his mouth and memorized the text directly: "At night, there are meteors falling into the camp, and clouds falling like bad mountains on the day, falling into the camp, and scattering without the ground ruler. All officials and soldiers are tired of hiding... There are great thunder and wind, all the tiles flying in the roof, rain is pouring, the army overflows, tigers and leopards are fighting, soldiers fight, and thousands of drowning people do not flow."

This is the Battle of Kunyang. Liu Xiu's defenders were less than 10,000, and Wang Mang sent 420,000 troops, which was too disparity in strength.

But first the meteor fell in Wangmang's camp, and then there were strange celestial phenomena during the day.

This is also an important reason why Liu Xiu was once called the son of the plane.

Just as Lu Zi'an bent down and opened the cabinet door, Chen Mange leaned in and smiled: "Brother Zi'an, explain this big meteorite summoning technique? It's not like Liu Xiu is a magician, right?"

"..." Lu Zian was speechless and spread his hands: "It was probably because he was very lucky."

"Bah!"

The two discussed the matter about Liu Xiu and Wang Mang, but in the end no one could convince anyone.

But in the end, Lu Zian remembered his system.

Since the system can appear, what's so strange about a mere Wang Mang being a time traveler?

So when Chen Mange presented evidence again, he nodded: "What you said makes sense, and I also think he traveled through time."

"Hey! You're so perfunctory!" Chen Mange turned his face.

While chatting and laughing, the two of them had already wandered around the entire room.

Chen Mange looked over and saw that Lu Zi'an's paper was still snow-white. He couldn't help but smack his tongue: "Brother Zi'an, why didn't you write a single word?"

"No need to write." Lu Zi'an gently tapped his temples: "I'm here."

Is such a perverted memory? It's so annoying! Smash!

Expert Dai thought so too. He heard their approaching sounds, and stood up with a pounding waist.

As a result, when he turned his head, he saw that Lu Zian hadn't written anything, and his face suddenly looked a little ugly: "What's wrong? Is it too difficult?"

"No." Lu Zian smiled faintly: "Is there any bigger paper?"

A bigger one?

Expert Dai glanced at the A4 paper in his hand and felt it was a little smaller.

After all, it is not enough to write hundreds of parts.

He opened the cabinet door and took out a stack of A3 paper from it: "Is it enough?"

"Well, it's about the same." Lu Zian opened the pen holder, thought for a while, and then began to write.

He was holding a very ordinary water-core pen, but his hand-made running script was written like flowing water.

The font is clearly clear and smooth, but the unrestrained and free personality is fully displayed in the pen tip.

"Good words!" Expert Dai looked at the heart-warming words in front of him, and his feet were still moving as if they were stuck to the ground.

He devoted all his life to cultural relics, and his only hobby was calligraphy.

I once accidentally got a cursive script, and he always regarded it as a treasure.

The handwriting is obviously very new, it should be a contemporary man's calligraphy, but he couldn't find that person.

The unruly immersed in the lines and the free and easy feeling contained in the pen are the realm that he yearns for the most in his heart.

Unfortunately, he asked many people to ask, but he could not find the whereabouts of the calligraphy master.

At this time, he saw Lu Zian's simple and casual running script, and that wonderful feeling came back.

Gradually, it seemed as if I had also integrated into this wonderful realm.

The writing style is smooth and the writing is clever, and Lu Zian never even paused along the way.

Write down one by one, sort the parts into categories, and renumber them all.

At first, Shen Mange thought that the reason why Expert Dai refused to leave was because he didn't believe in Lu Zi'an, and he was still a little angry.

When Lu Zi'an finished writing a picture, the expert wearing a gift and praised her, she suddenly realized: Hey? Did you get the point wrong, this expert?

"Good characters are so good that they are as good as rising and falling. To reach such a state of being flexible and showing off from all sides, you have practiced these characters for many years, right?" The more you look at them, the more you feel happy, and raise them up and admire them carefully: "Using the pen is like a wind and a horse, it's really refreshing!"

Especially Lu Zi'an's calligraphy, he has always liked to know white and guard black.

"Laozi" says: Knowing the whiteness and keeping the blackness is the style of the world; being the style of the world, always virtue is not bad, and then returning to Wuji.

The virtual and the real are created together, and every word, line and place is not flat. It is always cleverly combined with big and small, thick and thin, straight and side, long and short.

The momentum and strength are generated in the strong contrast, and the staggered division of black and white forms a vivid picture of aura.

It is clearly written so quickly, but there is no mess at all. It is just a breeze, which shows how good Lu Zi'an's skills are.

Although Shen Mange has good grades, she has to admit that her handwriting is really not as good as Lu Zian.

She has practiced copybooks, and her handwriting can only be said to be neat and clean, but she is not as free and natural as Lu Zian.

This is no longer a word, it is character and character.

When you see the characters, Lu Zi'an's voice and appearance will appear in front of you.

Really true, the words are like the person.

Before we knew it, a group of people who love calligraphy were surrounded.

They all stood back hard, stretching their necks to see.

After Lu Zi'an finished writing a picture, they couldn't wait to take it over and take a closer look.

No fighting or quarrel, everyone treats these papers like treasures.

The expert on the side was full of excitement, and his eyes were filled with love and appreciation when he looked at Lu Zian.

When Lu Zi'an put down his pen, he took a step back slightly, and when he turned around, he was frightened when he saw the face of the expert who had magnified several times.

He calmly took a step back and said in confusion: "Expert Dai, what do you think of my number?"

Number? What number?

Expert Dai followed his gaze and then remembered, "Oh, it seems that he was asking Lu Zi'an to number it."

"Ah, I haven't finished reading it yet, wait." Dedication and thoughtfulness still brought back a trace of reason. The expert pushed his glasses and began to check it carefully.

What surprised him was that what Lu Zian proposed was a brand new idea.

What was completely different from their previous distinction between usage and size of parts, Lu Zi'an directly dismantled the carriage and horse into several parts.

The wheels, horses, grooms, and umbrellas are all separated.

Each detail is split again and marked one by one in clockwise direction.

"Hey, here..." Someone finally pulled his eyes out of his appreciation of calligraphy and frowned and said, "Why is it different from the number we made..."

Especially here in the umbrella pole, why are there so many parts missing at once...

Facing their puzzled eyes, Lu Zian calmed down: "It should be like this, you made a mistake before."

After hearing his words, everyone looked at each other.

It is worth mentioning that the bronze chariot and horse have been restored three times.

When it was first unearthed, the original wooden coffin decayed in its early years and the soil was filled in the upper part, causing serious damage to two copper chariots and horses.

When the No. 1 car was unearthed, the whole car was broken, with 2,244 fractures, 316 holes and 55 cracks.

They carefully repaired them day after day, slowly classified them, and carefully repaired them to what they are today.

The last assembly actually basically restored the original style of "Bronze Carriage and Horse".

The reason why it was removed was because of the umbrella rod, they could not restore it.
To be continued...
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