The more Mr. Yun read the dozen or so words, the less interested he became.
Feng Xiuyun cleverly arranged the names according to their reputation, which resulted in the higher the characters at the back, the greater the gap in grade.
If Mr. Yun hadn't loved his daughter deeply and was unwilling to turn a good thing into a bad thing, and would have offended the fawning female official who came to the door too much, he would have wanted to just serve tea to see the guests off. Fortunately, he still had the patience to read it all.
He lifted up the second-to-last piece of paper, which was written with full of craftsmanship. He was about to glance at the last piece of paper symbolically, then said a few words to Feng Xiuyun, and then gave her the gift. Unexpectedly, his eyes fell on the last piece of paper. Up, there was a sudden condensation.
He was obsessed with calligraphy. After his daughter entered the palace, she had more opportunities to come into contact with famous calligraphy. She had already developed a very good taste and knowledge. It can be said that he had collected all the calligraphy of famous writers in the dynasty, but most of them were definitely seen. Passed.
But the technique in front of me is novel and different from the current popular postures.
"Huh?"
He couldn't help but speak in surprise and looked at it carefully.
If you look closely, this is amazing!
I originally thought it was someone's novel and innovative work, but I found that the words in it already have its own style, and it is definitely not a random creation.
These ten characters are written in a well-balanced, thin and hard font. Each stroke is crisp and straight, with strong bones and tight structure.
Although the writing is still a bit jerky, I think it is because I am not familiar with the technique at the beginning.
He could almost conclude that this was definitely done by an innovative and accomplished calligraphy master!
Compared with this piece of calligraphy, the calligraphy of Feng Qingtian and Qian Ziyou in front suddenly became not worth mentioning.
Because this is a pioneering work, unlike those who are still spinning within the framework defined by their predecessors!
The first time, and the countless times after the first time, there is a huge difference!
Even in a sense, the calligraphy in front of him is enough to occupy a very important position in his massive collection!
Beside him, Su Shidao, professor of state studies, was also staring at the paper in front of him.
Among all the vast things he has learned, his study of calligraphy is not very deep, but this is only relative to his attainments in classics, which is far higher than that of ordinary people.
Previously, he cooperated with Mr. Yun's comments. Although he was a little harsh, he did have something to say and was not deliberately belittling.
In his opinion, among these words, in terms of technical level alone, only the first two paintings can catch the eye of Mr. Yun. In addition, in terms of the author's moral integrity and other factors, only Feng Qingtian's can be seen.
But Mr. Yun didn't like that calligraphy, so he could only feel sorry for this enthusiastic female official.
When he saw the last page with a formal attitude, his eyes suddenly stopped.
"Huh?"
Oh boy, here’s what’s at the bottom of the box!
He didn't have that deep understanding of calligraphy's genre innovation, but he could clearly see that these words were unique, mature techniques, and unique.
Moreover, what attracted his attention the most were the two sentences themselves.
【Nung, moon and new moon】
There is no gorgeous rhetoric, no impassioned outburst of emotions, but it hits the deepest emotions in people's hearts in a simple and plain way.
At this moment, he thought of his friends in a foreign land and his relatives in his hometown;
I remembered the shy smile of the woman in coated clothes who looked like a weak willow in the back of the academy when I was studying;
I remembered the bright and bold eyes of the bulging-breasted woman I met during my study tour;
How are you today?
Are you thousands of miles away looking at the same moonlight as me?
Mr. Yun and Su Shidao fell into silence with their own thoughts, but Feng Xiuyun on the side suddenly raised his head after two surprises and looked at the two silent people with surprise on his face.
Isn't this last one the one written by Xia Jingyun?
Is it possible that so many previous works by famous artists have not been noticed, so this painting can still be completed?
She thought of Xia Jingyun's handsome but still young face. Could Mr. Yun really appreciate his handwriting? Can you really send this calligraphy away?
Her expression was complicated, with a hint of trepidation amid surprise, and a hint of worry amid anticipation. She stood on tiptoes slightly, nervously waiting for the verdict.
"Brother Kang Le, what do you think?"
After recalling the time when he was a romantic young man, the great scholar Su Shidao recovered and spoke with a smile.
Mr. Yun was still immersed in the refreshing technique of the calligraphy in front of him, and sighed with emotion: "It doesn't stick to the routine, it is its own style, strong and powerful, the strokes are clear, the calligraphy board is upright, top-grade, oh no, wonderful Excellent! Excellent!"
Hearing these words, Feng Xiuyun felt as if something had hit the softness deep in her body. Her whole body was so excited that her face suddenly flushed with excitement.
"Hahahaha, brother Kang Le, don't just read the words! Look at these two lines of poetry." Su Shidao twirled his beard and chuckled.
"Oh?" Mr. Yun raised his eyebrows and then gradually fell silent.
【Nung, moon and new moon】
Although he now has no worries about prosperity and wealth, his palace is like a city, and officials from all over the huge Sishui Prefecture have to greet him with smiles, but his first wife has passed away, his eldest son died young, and although his second daughter is already the most wealthy in the world, she has lived in the palace for a long time, and her father Women are separated by thousands of miles.
Every year when the moon is full, I can only sigh at the moon and send my thoughts from afar.
He let out a long sigh, put down the paper, and looked up at Feng Xiuyun, "Master Feng, you are serious. I will accept this piece of writing. I will definitely explain your intentions to the empress in detail."
Feng Xiuyun was overjoyed and quickly thanked you, "Thank you, old master, for being able to win your favor and share your worries. It is our duty as servants."
"Yes." Mr. Yun nodded slightly, thought for a while, and took off a jade ring from his hand, "This thing is something I carry with me, you can take it."
Feng Xiuyun quietly clenched her toes, and her whole body trembled a little. This thing might be her other life at critical moments in the future, but she pinched her palm hard, forcing herself to maintain a trace of clarity, and said in fear: "This thing is too valuable, and I dare not take it without permission."
"That's true." Mr. Yun also reacted, feeling a little embarrassed for a moment.
Seeing Mr. Yun put back the finger again, Feng Xiuyun couldn't help but feel a deep regret in her heart. She should have just ignored it and said nothing.
At this time, Su Shidao spoke at the right time, "Mr. Feng, I have something to ask you."
"Please tell me."
"Who wrote this calligraphy and poem?"
Xia Jingyun helped him succeed, and Feng Xiuyun had no intention of hiding it, "As I said to the professor, this was written by a young man in Jiang'an City. I saw that his handwriting was good, so I made a special trip to ask for it. These two lines of poems, It should be what he thinks."
Su Shidao's eyes instantly became anxious, "What? Young man?"
Mr. Yun also raised his eyebrows in surprise. Why is there such an outstanding young man in Jiang'an City?
What kind of young people can be in their own way and write such good calligraphy?
Feng Xiuyun was startled by the urgent looks in their eyes. When she first arrived in Jiang'an County, she met a libertine who didn't have long eyes, and he looked at her with similar eyes.
"Yes, he should be at the age of just reaching his crown."
When Su Shidao heard this, he immediately turned to look at Mr. Yun. Didn't you say that there are no talented people in Jiang'an City?
Mr. Yun was panicking for no reason. He quickly realized what I was panicking about, and I didn't know anything about it, so he asked, "What's this person's name, and where does he live?"
"This person's name is Xia Jingyun. He was originally a laborer in a labor camp outside the city. Because of his good suggestions, he was exempted from labor service by County Magistrate Zhao. Now his family rents in Nantian Lane in the city."
labor?
After Mr. Yun "cleared the suspicion", he also looked confused and looked at Su Shidao who was also surprised.
Then, he calmed down his emotions and said lightly, "I didn't expect there to be such a person in this city. Mr. Feng, you are serious about this matter. Thank you for your hard work."
Feng Xiuyun bowed and said goodbye.
After she left, Mr. Yun looked at Su Shidao and said with a smile, "Go and have a look?"
Su Shidao nodded, "Go and have a look. Go now. If there is really a great talent, I will accept him as a disciple!"
Unexpectedly, Mr. Yun's eyes widened, "Why don't you accept him as a disciple? I will accept him as a disciple!"
Master Su's hand stiffened and he pulled off a beard, "Brother Kang Le, what kind of disciples are you accepting?"
Mr. Yun said calmly: "Why can't I accept it? Everyone in the world knows that I am obsessed with words. It is rare to meet such a talented person. I am willing to teach him all I have learned in my life and keep him in the future to become a great master."
Then you are the mentor of everyone, right? How shameless... Su Shidao sneered, "They still use you to teach me! Brother Kang Le, didn't you say you don't care about fame and fortune, Xianyun Yehe?"
"Aren't you the same? Beautiful jade is rare!" Mr. Yun said lightly with a smile: "Brother Zicheng, your angry look is not in line with your status as a great scholar. You should pay attention, a gentleman nourishes his energy!"
"I'm so stupid!"
The guard standing far outside the door glanced in in surprise. He was fine just now, but why did he seem to be arguing.
