Ye Shiqi didn't expect her to leave so soon, so she quickly tried to persuade her to stay: "It's only the afternoon, why are you going back so early? It's rare to come out, and there are a lot of fun things."
Yan Qi smiled apologetically: "Maybe another day. I copy Buddhist scriptures for my grandpa for two hours every day. Today's Buddhist scriptures haven't been copied yet. After I go back, I have to wash my hands, take a bath, and burn incense. One set will get three
Hour."
She actually gave her grandpa a handwritten Buddhist scripture. She was really good at pleasing people. No wonder her grandpa loved her so much.
Ye Shiqi rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Then let me join you. Brother Sixteen and I will copy Buddhist scriptures for Grandpa Tang."
This Ye Yanqi is not as innocent as she appears. It should be that her cousin likes the way she looks, so she behaves like this.
In the past, she and Ye Shiliu only knew how to visit Grandpa Tang and buy things for him, but they never thought of copying Buddhist scriptures.
A big-shot person like Grandpa Tang lacks everything, and the most important thing is sincerity.
It's a pity that they didn't expect it and let Ye Yanqi 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 hall, which was too lonely. If more people could go there to accompany him and care about him, it would definitely make him feel better.
Seeing that Yan Qi had no grudge at all, he happily agreed.
Ye Shiqi felt a little inexplicable. Isn't this girl afraid that her brothers and sisters will compete with her for favor? 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 pen?" Ye Shiqi asked.
Yan Qi pointed to the desk and said, "Anything is fine. I use a brush. You can choose whichever brush you want to use."
"Do you know how to calligraphy?" Ye Shiqi looked a little unhappy.
Didn't this girl say before that she didn't know anything and only liked to sleep? Now it seems that she is simply hiding herself.
Yan Qi didn't pay attention to Ye Shiqi's expression. He nodded and said shyly: "I can't talk about it. I wrote it blindly."
Here we go again!
Ye Shiqi sneered, this is because he wants to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger!
Humph, this time Ye Yanqi's little calculation was wrong. Her brother Ye Shiliu studied with a famous calligrapher, and his calligraphy is very good.
Thinking of this, Ye Shiqi said deliberately: "Oh, you are so humble. Your calligraphy must be very good. Unlike me, I can't write well at all. I will just use a pen, but Brother Shiliu can write calligraphy with calligraphy."
His handwriting is mediocre and definitely not as good as yours, so don’t laugh at him for a while."
"How could it be? Just be neat and tidy." Yan Qi didn't take it seriously.
"Listen to what you said, your calligraphy must be very good. You can teach it to my brother." As he said that, Ye Shiqi deliberately pushed Ye Shiliu over and asked Yan Qi to teach him.
Yan Qi couldn't help it. In fact, her calligraphy was average. She should have learned calligraphy, but because of her memory loss, she couldn't remember who she learned it from.
Although it is average, it is still possible to teach others.
Yan Qi brought a piece of paper and asked Ye Shiliu to write a few words first.
"You write a line first and I'll take a look."
Seeing that Yan Qi really wanted to show Ye Shiliu's study room, Ye Shiqi was very excited.
Hahaha, you are really overestimating your abilities. Her brother is a disciple of the famous Master Cao.
Ye Shiqi secretly poked Ye Shiliu, wanting him to slap Yan Qi in the face.
Ye Shiliu shook his head fondly, raised his hand and wrote a line: "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva can overcome all hardships."
When Yan Qi saw this line of words, his eyes were full of excitement, "Good calligraphy, so well written. This must be Yan Zhenqing's face."
Hearing Yan Qi praise his brother, Ye Shiqi looked proud and deliberately urged Yan Qi: "Please give me some advice."
Yan Qi smiled and said, "It's already written very well. I don't need to point my fingers."
"Oh, just say a few words." Ye Shiqi urged.
Yan Qi thought Ye Shiqi was sincere, so he nodded and said, "Cousin Sixteen's regular script is already very good, but the traces of copying are too heavy. It would be nice if he could have his own style."
After listening, Ye Shiqi curled her lips and thought to herself, if she can really speak plainly and have her own style, who does she think she is, Yan Zhenqing Liu Gongquan? She has her own style.
Ye Shiqi sarcastically said, "Cousin Yan Qi, why don't you write a new line and let us see your handwriting and your style."
Just keep talking and see what words you can write. If it is a dog crawling character, it will make people laugh to death.
Yan Qi picked up the pen and wrote a new line directly under Ye Shiliu's line: Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva can overcome all hardships.
It is also written in Yan Zhenqing's regular script, but it is more severe and majestic, with a solid skeleton and subtle inside.
It can be seen at a glance that she is modeled after her own Yan Zhenqing, but has a unique style of her own, with a touch of feminine delicacy.
This line of writing immediately stunned Ye Shiliu.
Ye Shiqi didn't know calligraphy, but he thought this line of calligraphy was very beautiful and powerful.
The brother and sister were stunned for a moment and couldn't recover for a long time.
After a long while, Ye Shiliu turned his eyes, with uncontrollable exclamation in his tone: "Which famous master did cousin Yan Qi learn calligraphy from?"
Yan Qi shook his head: "I was injured, my head was hurt, and I can't remember some things."
Ye Shiliu looked at Yan Qi seriously and said in a sincere tone: "Cousin Yan Qi has great calligraphy. If she develops at this level, she may become a famous calligrapher in the future."
Yan Qi smiled: "Cousin Sixteen is really good at joking. You praise me so much that I feel embarrassed. Let's not talk about it anymore. Let's copy the scriptures."
Ye Shiliu picked up a Buddhist scripture that Yan Qi had copied before and found that she used another font, which was more solid and plain.
Seeing this, Yan Qi explained: "The most important thing when copying Buddhist scriptures is peace of mind. Grandpa prefers simple fonts, so I use this one."
Ye Shiliu couldn't be more amazed, "You actually know different fonts?"
"There shouldn't be a few." Yan Qi's tone was a little uncertain, and he smiled sheepishly, "I don't even remember, I just wrote it down casually."
If you can write so well even if you write blindly, why should you let them live?
Ye Shiliu was still doing well, but Ye Shiqi no longer dared to copy scriptures.
She never thought her handwriting was ugly, but with Yan Qi Zhuyu in front of her, she didn't dare to write at all.
Woohoo, what's going on with Ye Yanqi? Did he come here specifically to attack her?