Ye Shiqi didn't expect that she would leave so soon, so he hurriedly tried to stay: "It's only afternoon, why are you doing so early when you go back? It's rare to come out, and there are still many fun things."
Yan Qi smiled apologized and said, "On another day, I copied the Buddhist scriptures for my grandfather for two hours every day. I haven't copied the Buddhist scriptures today yet. After I go back, I have to clean my hands and burn incense. One set of them will take three
Hour."
He actually handwritten Buddhist scriptures for Grandpa Tang, which really makes people happy. No wonder Grandpa Tang loves her.
Ye Shiqi rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Then I will be with you, Brother Shiliu and I will copy Buddhist scriptures for Grandpa Tang together."
Ye Yanqi is indeed not as simple as her. Grandpa Tang likes her, so she acts like this.
In the past, she and Ye Shiliu only knew how to visit Grandpa Tang and buy things for Grandpa Tang, but never thought of copying Buddhist scriptures.
A big shot like Grandpa Tang, who lacks nothing, and the most important thing is sincerity.
Unfortunately, they didn't expect that Ye Yanqi would take the lead.
Yan Qi nodded: "Okay, let's go together."
In fact, she felt that her grandfather was always alone in the small Buddhist temple, which was too lonely. If he could go there, accompany him, and care about him, he would definitely make him feel better.
Seeing that Yan Qi had no grudges at all, he agreed happily.
Ye Shiqi felt a little confused. Isn’t this girl afraid that their brother and sister will compete for favor with her? Why doesn’t she care at all?
Back at Guanshan Manor, the three of them cleaned their mouths, hands, and faces, and went to Yan Qi's study to copy Buddhist scriptures.
"How to copy? Do you use a fountain pen?" Ye Shiqi asked.
Yan Qi pointed to the table and said, "Everything is OK. I use a brush. You can choose whatever pen you want."
"Do you still know how to write?" Ye Shiqi's face looked a little bad.
Didn’t this girl say before that she didn’t know anything and just liked to sleep? Now it seems that she is just hiding herself.
Yan Qi didn't pay attention to Ye Shiqi's expression, nodded and said shyly: "I can't say I know how to write it myself."
This set again!
Ye Shiqi sneered, he wanted to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger!
Humph, Ye Yanqi’s little abacus was wrong this time. Her brother Ye Shiliu learned from famous calligraphers, and his calligraphy is very good.
Thinking of this, Ye Shiqi deliberately said, "Oh, you are modest, your calligraphy must be very good. Unlike me, you can't even write words, so I will use a pen, but Brother Shiliu can write calligraphy.
His handwriting is average, and he will definitely not be as good as you. Don’t laugh at him later.”
"How could it be? Just be neat." Yan Qi didn't take it seriously.
"I heard you say that, your calligraphy must be very powerful. Teach my brother." As he said that, Ye Shiqi deliberately pushed Ye Shiliu over and kept asking Yan Qi to teach him.
Yan Qi has no choice. In fact, her calligraphy is average. She must have learned calligraphy, but because she lost her memory, she didn't remember who she learned it from.
Although it is average, it is still possible to teach people.
Yan Qi brought a piece of paper and signaled Ye Shiliu to write a few words first.
"You write a line first, I'll take a look."
Seeing that Yan Qi really wanted to give guidance to Ye Shiliu's study, Ye Shiqi was very excited.
Hahaha, I am really overestimating my ability. Her brother is a disciple of the famous master Cao.
Ye Shiqi poked Ye Shiliu quietly, wanting him to slap Yan Qi in the face.
Ye Shiliu shook his head drowningly, raised his hand and wrote a line of words: "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva overcomes all sufferings."
When Yan Qi saw this line of words, his eyes were full of colors, "Good words, they are written so well. This is Yan Zhenqing's Yan style."
When Ye Shiqi heard Yanqi praise his brother, he looked proud and deliberately urged Yanqi: "Give me some advice."
Yan Qi smiled and said, "It's already well written, so I don't need to point fingers."
"Oh, just say a few words." Ye Shiqi urged.
Yan Qi thought Ye Shiqi was sincere, so he nodded and said, "My cousin's regular script is already very well written, but the traces of copying are too heavy. It would be great if he could have his own style."
After hearing this, Ye Shiqi curled his lips and thought to himself, he could really speak vernacularly and to his own style. Who did she think she was? Yan Zhenqing and Liu Gongquan? To his own style.
Ye Shiqi mocked the corner of his mouth and said, "It's better to write a line again, let's look at your words and your style."
You know what words you can write. If you crawl into a dog, you will be very laughing.
Yan Qi picked up the pen and wrote a line directly under Ye Shiliu's line: Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva overcomes all sufferings.
It is also written by Yan Zhenqing's regular script, but it is more severe and magnificent, with a solid skeleton and subtle interior.
It can be seen at a glance that he learned from Yan Zhenqing, but he was a natural style and had a little bit of female exquisiteness.
This line of words made Ye Shiliu stunned.
Ye Shiqi didn't understand calligraphy, and he also thought that the lines of calligraphy were very beautiful and imposing.
The brother and sister were stunned for a moment and couldn't recover for a long time.
After a long time, Ye Shiliu turned his eyes and couldn't help but exclaim in his tone: "Which famous girl Yan Qi is following to learn calligraphy?"
Yan Qi shook his head: "I was injured, my head hurt, and I don't remember some things very much."
Ye Shiliu looked at Yan Qi seriously and said sincerely: "Yan Qi's cousin's calligraphy is amazing. If it develops on this, it is impossible to say that he will become a famous calligrapher in the future."
Yan Qi smiled and said, "My cousin is really good at joking. You praise me so much that I am embarrassed to say this. Let's copy the scriptures."
Ye Shiliu picked up a Buddhist scripture that Yan Qi had copied before and found that she was using another font, which was more solid and simple.
Seeing this, Yan Qi explained: "The most important thing in copying Buddhist scriptures is to be calm. Grandpa prefers simple fonts, so I use this."
Ye Shiliu could no longer be more amazed, "You can actually have different fonts?"
"It shouldn't be a few." Yan Qi's tone was a little uncertain, and he smiled embarrassedly, "I don't remember it anymore, I just wrote it casually."
Can you write so well if you write blindly, but will you let them live?
Ye Shiliu is still good, Ye Shiqi no longer dares to copy scriptures.
She never felt that her writing was ugly, but she didn't dare to write it at all.