Li Yuanying returned home with the craftsmen, so it was very important to select the right people. Some people are indeed very skilled, but at the same time they also have a lot of ideas. It’s not that they can’t have them, but they have to strictly control the number. Otherwise, they can just debate for two days without doing anything else.
"My lord, you have to be careful." Xia Gua saw Li Yuanying walking into the garden gate and hurriedly came to his side, reminding him softly. "That Mr. Gongsun... is a bit special. The expression on Pei Shiqi's face is cracked. Not to mention cold, I think she is going crazy."
Li Yuanying stopped and asked doubtfully: "Pei Shiqi is going crazy. What did Mr. Gongsun do that went too far?"
Xia Gua starts from looking at the inscriptions and sword dances in the shabby room, which is really admirable and admirable, like looking at the mountains and flowing water, or looking at the bright starry sky. It’s just that as much admiration as I had at that time, there was so much disillusionment later on. He said in a weak voice: "Now he is expelling his great disciple from the master's school because of that set of carving knives."
Li Yuanying felt like a flock of crows were flying above his head. Mr. Yuan and Mr. Sun were more adorable. They were stable and never collapsed. Gongsun Bai can be regarded as the Tang Dynasty version of the house collapse incident. He went from cold to rogue in less than half a day. The angle of change is indeed quite big.
...It’s almost time to drift in a Wuling car.
In the main hall, Gongsun Bai won the right to use the carving knife with an overwhelming victory. Yuan Tiangang is already practicing the flying sword. There is nothing special about the flying sword. It just flies around Gongsun Bai a few times.
…that’s all.
"Crazy Yuan, don't go too far!" Gongsun Bai took the carving knife and tried it on a piece of wood. A certain person only has seven knives, and the difference is not just a little bit, but a difference in peaks and valleys. "Stop studying that word. Come over and study the carving knife. It will be more useful for you guys who are making compasses and other deceitful things."
I help others read fortunes and feng shui all day long, and what I say is obscure and difficult to understand. In a word: give money. I don't know why I deceived His Majesty, and even became a useless person. If you want to say it, it’s because the birthday girl always plays sword swallowing because he doesn’t want to live too long!
If he hadn't wanted to gain the support of Emperor Ming and maintain the orthodoxy of the Taoist sect, how could he and Chu Shanxin lead the disciples from the three caves of Guan Taishan in the Eighteen Mountains of the Five Mountains to fight with Tu Ma Hu? I can only hate that Zhang Yangou thief, who took the benefits from Bald Horse House, framed me and burned the Taoist scriptures without saying anything, and also cast a reincarnation curse on a certain person, and did not even give a certain person a chance to fight... The only thing to be thankful for is that Chu The faithful were able to disperse and leave.
In the first life, he used Cui Boyuan to persuade Emperor Taiwu to destroy the Buddha, but he had no choice but to do so when the deadline was approaching. He just cleaned up all their temples and pagodas before reincarnating again. The most disgusting thing is that he turned into a Samana! After returning to the Taoist sect, he finally persuaded Emperor Wu of the Northern Zhou Dynasty to continue to destroy the Buddha, but he did not expect that he would also suppress the Taoist sect. He could only look up to the sky and sigh: Time is also fate.
Three things have passed and nothing can be done. From then on, a certain person no longer wanted to deal with the royal family. Create the Shushan Sword Sect and become a monster like a wandering cloud and wild crane.
"Mr. Gongsun, my master has three sets of carving knives." Li Chunfeng said calmly while watching the excitement. "One set each for wood carvings, stone carvings, and jade carvings."
Ban Qian was being bullied so miserably that when he saw an injustice, he drew his sword to help him. King Teng once said that chivalry is the most important word when traveling in the world.
Ninghui Pavilion is not in Jianghu? King Teng also said that wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Then, he was chased and beaten by His Majesty with thorn sticks, and he was asked to experience the impermanence of the world. The scene was extremely joyful.
Gongsun Bai: "..."
If someone still can't hear Li Chunfeng's instigation, then someone is a stick! How could he, who was pure and peaceful, become like this? Crazy Yuan really doesn’t know how to lead an apprentice, and all good people have been led astray by him!
"Why did Mr. Yuan come all the way back?" Li Yuanying walked into the main hall, ignored others, walked directly to Yuan Tiangang, sat on the low couch, and said with a smile. "It's just a piece of calligraphy. If you want to see it, I can write another one and send it to Luoyang."
Anyway, I can't see anything, I can only sigh: There is a reason why the elder can be the elder. I have the qualifications of an ordinary person everywhere!
"Your Highness, do you still remember the story of Lanting Xu?" Yuan Tiangang smiled gently. "Taishi Lingyou told me what happened that day. His mood was different, so the words he wrote were naturally very different."
Gongsun Bai: "..."
You crazy Yuan actually has gentle moments?
Li Yuanying could not deny the possibility of this situation. Regarding Lanting's statement, I have seen it in later generations. It is said that the quality of the paper used at that time... is not bad, but not the best. It's just that after returning home, no matter how Wang Youjun wrote, he couldn't capture the charm of the original painting. The same goes for Difficult to Recite, which is known as the most difficult song to cover. Even the original singer couldn't sing the original version. It is said that it was recorded when he was tipsy and he repeated it over and over again.
"Xia Gua, get some pen and paper and let me try my hand at it."
Pei Qiqi directly moved the eucalyptus table beside Gongsun Bai and placed it in front of Li Yuanying so that he could place his pen and ink easily. No matter how lazy and lazy Prince Teng is, he has never deceived Princess Jinyang. He is much more reliable than his master, hum ╭(╯^╰)╮!
Gongsun Bai: "..."
Is the young apprentice going to betray the master?
Looking around, the eldest apprentice was with Li Chunfeng, the younger apprentice was with Yuan Tiangang and Prince Teng, and the craftsmen were in the yard: Is someone isolated?
Li Yuanying picked up the pen and found that his mood at this time was really not suitable for writing the original font, and he didn't want to write the inscription on the humble room. He looked at Xia Gua and said, "Bring me some long cloth. I want to write cursive script."
Xia Gua opened the wooden box and took out a double length of cloth. Chuntao brought people to move here a long painted eucalyptus. Your Majesty was wise and asked Yan Guanyi to make this super long painted eucalyptus.
"The nine-zhi cover in the east, the five-cloud chariot in the north. Floating into the reverse scene, disappearing in the haze..." Li Yuanying closed his eyes and meditated for a moment, picked up the pen and wrote the words in one go, like a gust of wind and rain, and put away the last word. "One old man, four young men, and five young men, how can they be immortals? His books are not the teachings of the world, and his people must be sages."
You read that right, they are the Four Posts of Ancient Poetry, which are known as the pinnacle works of Zhang Xu, the sage of grass. The writing is ups and downs, with movement and stillness intertwined. The paper is full of smoke, no stroke is left untouched, no stroke is left untouched, and the strokes are continuous and smooth. Made in heaven.
Brother A blocked the cross-examination for someone, and someone added literary talent to his Zhenguan rule. He helped them open a new window of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and saw a variety of different scenery, allowing them to let a hundred flowers bloom and a hundred schools of thought contend.
"This!" Yuan Tiangang stared at Li Yuanying dumbfounded. If the writing style of Hai Pomegranate's poem is still a bit immature, and the font of the shabby inscription is still a little rough and awkward, then this calligraphy is a teenager's wanton publicity. Like flowing clouds, they are ever-changing, yet intertwined with motion and stillness; they are ups and downs, like oceans of rivers, yet they can be freely retracted and released.
Li Yuanying put down his pen, exhaled a long breath, slumped down on the low couch, and asked softly: "Mr. Yuan, I think this calligraphy is better, what do you think?"
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