There was a boy outside the screen, staring at him with big eyes. If someone else was fine, Zhu Yunming couldn't help feeling uncomfortable. He was over forty years. Although his friends who were dating in Suzhou were of varying age, from the old man in his seventies to the young man in his crown, they all There are many people, but they are not as small as these in front of you.

Chen Quan was fine, his age was similar to that of Wei School. At the age of seventeen or eighteen, the others were all in their early teens. Zhu Yunming's age was similar to their fathers. If Zhu Yunming had a son early, he would be older than these teenagers.

Chen Jue remembered this because Shen Rui praised Zhu Yunming. He originally wanted to fulfill Shen Rui's desire to give him a sense of knowledge and also to see it.

Now that Zhu Yunming has gone from "Suzhou Talent Mr. Zhu" to "Second Marriage Cousin Zhu", Chen Jue can't help but be longing for a copy of the imperial treasure.

Shen Rui was still thinking about it, but Chen Jue had already spread out the rice paper and ground the ink again.

Chen Bao was fond of calligraphy since he was a child, so he came forward to stop and watch.

Chen Jue polished the ink himself and said to Zhu Yunming with a smile: "Cousin Zhu, please give me the ink, Brother Rui is still waiting."

When Shen Rui heard his name, he woke up and looked at Zhu Yunming with a little earnestness.

It’s better not to mention the distance, just look at the moment.

This is Zhu Zhishan's calligraphy. He should not fool himself into writing running script for himself as a child. You should know that Zhu Zhishan's most famous cursive script is.

Zhu Yunming had already taken the brush and thought for a while, then picked up the brush and put it in ink.

Shen Rui looked at it, widened his eyes and almost screamed.

This is Su Dongpo's "Nostalgia for the Red Cliffs". Zhu Yunming's most famous works were passed down to later generations, and it can be a family heirloom. However, he didn't think about it. This calligraphy work is different from painting, and no one has any regulations to write a duplicate poem.

Zhu Yunming's calligraphy works that were circulated to later generations were concentrated in his early years and later years, and in his middle age, he had very few calligraphy works circulated.

Except for Shen Rui, who knew Zhu Yunming's background, the others looked at Zhu Yunming's brush and splashed ink, but they didn't think anything was wrong for a while. Everyone started to pick up their pens after being sensible. How much difference can they be if they have good words?

Only Chen Bao, who is fond of calligraphy, knows more about others than others. Even if he doesn't know Zhu Yunming's name, he knows it's not bad at the moment he sees this word. He immediately approaches with his eyes hot, and he can't move it away from the paper.

Shen Rui and Chen Bao were so abnormal. Chen Quan, Chen Jue, and Chen Qin were affected by it, and they also felt contemptuous and couldn't help but hold their breath and condensed their voices.

Apart from whispering behind the screen, there is only the sound of brushing ink ink in the outer room.

After Zhu Yunming finished writing the last word "month", Chen Bao's eyes were already stuck to the paper. He pulled away, immediately pulled Shen Rui's arm and prayed, "Brother Rui, brother, please..."

Before Shen Rui could speak, Chen Jue said: "Brother Bao, a gentleman does not take away what others love. This is what Rui Ge asked for. The true Buddha is here, how can you leave the distance?

Chen Bao looked at Zhu Yunming, not as generous and cheerful as usual, but was a little disgusted, his eyes were full of respect, obviously because of fear.

Zhu Yunming looked at the fat boy with a white and tender face in front of him, and he was really different from the talented boy he was used to. He didn't understand why he liked his words.

Chen Bao is usually clever, but now he is a little clumsy. Seeing Zhu Yunming looking at him, he bowed to the end: "Little... the boy Chen Bao, since he was three years old, has practiced hard for ten years of winter and summer... cool... love calligraphy, now I have the honor of seeing my husband’s ink pen…”

In a hurry, he remembered that he was sweating and his words were stuttering, but he didn't say anything to ask for Mobao.

He also visited several great scholars of calligraphy and painting in Songjiang Prefecture with his great-grandfather, and knew some rules for seeking brush and ink. The more masters he was, the more he cherished the ink and easily refused to write to others. Those who asked for words would ask the middle-aged man to pass on the message, and would also have to pay the pen and moisten the pen. If you have to work hard for a while, you may not be able to get what you want.

I am a young boy. When I first met a calligraphy master, I spoke in front of me and said, which was too frivolous and rude.

The more Chen Bao thought about it, the more frustrated he became, and his body bent into the character "bow".

Seeing this, Chen Qin couldn't help but step forward. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Zhu Yunming smile slightly and helped Chen Bao up.

"Since you have been practicing calligraphy for many years, you should have achieved some success. Let's write a few words to me." Zhu Yunming said with a smile.

He has always been generous and always has a good grasp of young people. Tang Yin started to pick up books and continue to do business after he persuaded him. Wen Huiming was his calligraphy disciple.

Although Chen Bao's appearance was not close to the young talented man, his clumsy and panic made Zhu Yunming feel his passion and sincerity towards calligraphy.

Chen Bao was helped up, and his expression was still depressed, and he didn't hear Zhu Yunming clearly for a while. Chen Qin hurriedly patted him and said, "Why are the Fourth Brother still standing there? Zhu... Mr. Zhu wants to guide the Fourth Brother."

Because of Chen Bao's respect for Zhu Yunming, Chen Qin swallowed the word "cousin" on his lips and replaced it with a respectful title.

Chen Bao said "ah", revealing a little ecstasy, looking at Zhu Yunming and said, "Then, that...that boy is ugly."

Chen Jue is closest to the inkstone, and when he saw this, he smiled and said, "I and Brother Bao are polished ink."

Chen Bao shook his head and said seriously: "Brother Lao Jue, I will do it myself."

The moment he stood in front of the inkstone, everyone discovered that Chen Bao's aura had changed. The warm and generous obese boy had a little more solemn appearance. Look at his concentration, as if there was nothing else in this world, only the only one left The ink in his hand.

This ink grinding took a cup of tea, but no one urged him.

Even He Taizhi, who was young, looked at Chen Bao and felt that he should have confidence with this attitude.

He secretly looked at the other teenagers in the Shen family, feeling that Chen and his general smile often make people look like a spring breeze and look the most amiable; although Chen Jue is good-looking, he is arrogant and rude; Shen Rui looks at it It's quite steady, but sometimes it's pretending to be an adult, making you dull; Chen Qin's stiletto and a duck-sounding voice make people feel uncomfortable no matter how you look; as for Chen Bao, he is too fat, like a meat pony Yes, even if there is beauty inside, this look is worrying.

The big guy was pulled out of the slut, and Chen Jue and Shen Rui seemed to be nice. He Taizhi curled his lips at Chen Jue, and couldn't help but secretly go to see Shen Rui.

Every boy wants a dream of a knight, and these eight or nine-year-old boys are no exception. He Taizhi did not admit that he began to think about Shen Rui's "Xingyiquan", but felt that Shen Rui was old and steadfast, and could not be said to be an elder. The kind of child we like, the biological mother has an old age with my aunt, and it would be great if I became my cousin.

At this moment, Chen Bao had already picked up his pen and wrote ink, with only four characters, which were also cursive script, "Learn from the wise."

Zhu Yunming looked down for a long time, nodded secretly, and when he looked at Chen Bao again, his eyes became more close: "Are you a disciple of Song Lanweng?"

Chen Bao was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then lowered his hands and replied: "What the sir mentioned is the name of the great-grandfather in his family. I have indeed learned calligraphy with my great-grandfather in recent years."

Zhu Yunming nodded and said, "It turns out that you have a family background. No wonder you have a good writing skills at a young age. I have seen the calligraphy of the great-grandfather in my friend. Song Lanweng was famous in the literary world of Nandu in his early years, but later he didn't know why. I escaped and never came back to life. I didn’t expect it to be a native of Songjiang Prefecture.”

Chen Bao was a little sad when he heard this, and said in a different way: "You have already made a fool of yourself, so please give me some advice."

Zhu Yunming said: "With spiritual energy, your wrist strength is still insufficient. You are here, your body has not grown up, and your capacity is not enough." He paused and said: "Have you ever been a disciple?"

Chen Bao shook his head and said, "Boy has never been a disciple."

Zhu Yunming was not surprised to hear this.

After all, Songjiang is not as good as Suzhou's talented men. In recent years, in addition to the top scholar Chen Li and the second-level Qian Fu, only Gu Qing and Chen Yue are also famous. Qian Fu, the second-level Qian Fu is also very famous. Qian Fu is the second-level Qian Fu is the poem, Chen Li Shan Shi Shi, Gu Qing Shan Fu, Chen Yue is good at painting, and no one is good at writing.

"Do you want to study calligraphy under my school?" Zhu Yunming hesitated and said slowly.

He was so hesitant that he was not a treasure, but that although he had accepted students, he was not so young. He himself was focused on the imperial examinations and did not have much time to teach students. However, he saw that Chen Bao was happy and that he was happy to see the hunter. , I felt it was a pity to miss this disciple, so I hesitated and still spoke.

As soon as everyone finished speaking, before everyone could react, they heard a "puzzle". Chen Bao had already knelt down on the ground and bowed his head, "Disciple Chen Bao, kowtow to the teacher." After that, he knocked "bang bang bang bang" A few sounds.

When everyone heard this sound, they felt a pain in their foreheads. At the same time, they complained deeply. What speed is this? Is it necessary to discuss with the elders of the family such as getting a master? The teacher said he would bow to him?

If you are a teacher for a lifetime, you will not worship this teacher casually.

Only Shen Rui was not surprised by Chen Bao's decision.

Calligraphy masters like Zhu Yunming are hard to come by. Since they have the opportunity to become disciples, they will be fools if they don’t worship immediately. Chen Bao has always been a smart person, and it is most appropriate to put "great wisdom and foolishness" on him. Although today, in front of Zhu Yunming Some are abnormal, but I only attach too much importance to calligraphy.

Chen Quan was the oldest and thought the most. Seeing that Chen Bao had kneeled and bowed, he was keen on his urgency to become a disciple. Instead, Zhu Yunming looked hesitant and immediately brought the tea bowl next to him and handed it to Chen Bao. He said, "It's not okay to just kowtow, Brother Bao still has to respect Mr. Tea."

Chen Bao took it, looked at Chen Quan gratefully, held the teacup in both hands, and said respectfully: "Teacher, please have tea."

Zhu Yunming was here, and there was nowhere to see the lawsuit between the brothers of this clan. He was amused, but he didn't say much. He quickly took the tea bowl and ate a few bites and left it.

This is considered a ritual, and the title of the two masters and apprentices has been finalized.

Then, Zhu Yunming ordered Chen Bao to get up, take out a piece of yellow field seal from his sleeve, and handed it over and said, "This is a piece of small material that I have obtained for my master. I will give you a gift for you."

Chen Bao bowed, took it with both hands, and said, "Teacher Thanks for the gift of Huitu."

Xu and Sun heard the movement inside and walked outside and happened to witness this scene.
Chapter completed!