"Xiao Lang, there is no need, it's the eighth style of calligraphy, which is very good." Qian Weiyan said.

"Mr. Qian, it was not. He thought it was good, but after a few years of writing, he found discomfort. If you want to write well, you must write like the person. This principle is like playing the piano. It is not played with your hands or skills, but with your heart, so you can become a big shot. Therefore, the boy was ignorant and dared to try to make a breakthrough again. But he had a strange year and had no clue. This time, he came out to observe the calligraphy styles of various families and look for inspiration."

I see.

Although everyone thinks it is strange, they can accept it. Who said that he is a genius? Just writing one word is not a drizzle than his enlightenment?

Zheng Lang turned to Ouyang Xiu and said, "Please."

Ouyang Xiu was a little dizzy. His calligraphy had not reached the level of great success at this time. Since the Zheng family wanted to observe, they must observe everyone's writing and how they came to him. So he asked: "The calligraphy of Yan Xueshi, the Song Dynasty and Qian Gong in the capital are better than me, why do you come to me?"

"You guy knows that, however, you don't look at the quality of the characters, but you can find new ideas. Therefore, you only look at a few people, and you don't judge the quality of the characters, but you can find new ideas."

Qian Weiyan said: "Ouyang Xiu, you don't have to refuse."

If you get a new idea, there is no doubt that you can't do it. Only Ouyang Xiu can do it, and he didn't ask how Zheng Lang knew it. Since he was interested in observing, he must have done an inquiry. At this time, Ouyang Xiu was not famous all over the world, but he was also very talented. Zhengzhou is not far from Luoyang, so it is not surprising to hear it.

Ouyang Xiu had no choice but to write.

Zheng Lang stood behind seriously and looked at his ink, pen movement, and the stretching of his pen tip.

I had Ouyang Xiu's famous work "Zhuo Ai Tie" in my mind. I had seen it in the Palace Museum, but I was far from seeing it with my own eyes and benefiting it.

At this time, Ouyang Xiu's calligraphy had not reached the level of burning iamen. Even with the help of the bug in his mind, if Zheng Lang carefully wrote the rice style, it would not be much worse than Ouyang Xiu's calligraphy. After all, Ouyang was only in his twenties and had a shorter time to actually hold a brush.

But you can see some of Ouyang's style later.

It is possible that because I often write with reed poles, I like to use dry brush and dry ink, and I am very thin when writing. Dry thin characters have a distinctive characteristic. If I don’t write well, I often feel frugal and shrunk. Just like a person, no matter whether the aesthetic is plump or slim, it will eventually be unbeautiful if I am too fat, or as thin as a small bamboo pole, it will also be too obvious.

Words will also bring about this aesthetic view.

Ouyang Xiu solved this contradiction very well, such as the necessity of the word "exposed" and the word "slim" is not overly pointed. Because the side strokes are thin and frivolous, they are calm and powerful when writing, which resulted in a unique flavor of his characters, which is clear rather than frugal, and steep rather than dry and stern. Then, deliberately spread the font and become square and wide, and it looks like it has a style of a scholar who is popular.

This is also the word "just"!

But thirty words are too short and I finish writing in the blink of an eye.

Zheng Lang said again: "Ouyang Promotional Officer, can you write more?"

Without mentioning Zheng Lang's reputation today, looking at the longing expression in his eyes, this future great god could not refuse. Since this sentence comes from "Mencius: Li Lou Xia", then you can worship God and continue to write it. Until the end of this article, there are almost no wonder that those who do not cry together, about 500 words, and then they can stop writing.

After finishing writing, Zheng Lang also finished reading.

Then close your eyes and carefully savor the master's every pen technique used by the master.

It may be because of nature, or because of the impact of the hard drive, that I have a good memory in this life. At this time, Moli began to play a small movie in his mind.

Everyone dared not disturb him.

This may be a rare super genius in the Song Dynasty in a century. Did you see the words? It is circulating outside that he created seven new styles of book, but there are already three new fonts on the paper, one is successful, the other is successful, and the other is ridiculous. This is also an extraordinary event.

Who has ever done a similar feat when he was as old as him?

After meditating for a long time, I opened my eyes and said, "Thank you."

As he said that, he bent down.

This is also a kind of guidance, and you should accept it. Ouyang Xiu still said modestly: "Don't use it."

"Can you give this word to the boy?"

"Okay, but you will leave this word to me," Ouyang Xiu said with a smile.

"Here." He turned to Qian Weiyan again and said, "I thanked Mr. Qian for raising his love. I disturbed you all. I feel ashamed. I will say goodbye."

"If you don't have to hurry, it's better to stay and have a dinner party."

"Kid still has to think about it."

It is rare for others to go out because they are just to understand the word "动". Qian Weiyan forced to stay if he doesn't have a good time. Seeing him leaving, Qian Weiyan said with a care: "This boy has a pretty romantic demeanor in the Wei and Jin Dynasties."

"That's right." Xie Jiang said.

The rumors are rumors. Today I saw it with my own eyes. Although Qian Weiyan arrived in Luoyang, he was also one of the top leaders in the Song Dynasty. However, it is rare for this boy to be neither arrogant nor humble and behave calmly.

Qian Weiyan looked at the words on the table again, and thought of the old lady in the palace, who was very cunning. Every time she talked to her, she was cautious. She didn't know where this kid got the courage. Or she had a good background, no matter how she came from, would she have his own background?

It can only be explained by nature.

I looked at Ouyang Xiu again. In the future, these two sons will definitely become strangers in the Song Dynasty.

...

Before Zheng Lang left, he locked in the inn and copied it for two or three days. At this time, he simply let go of his studies, without breaking through, and his forced learning did not make much progress.

Sometimes when I need paper, silk, pen and ink, I ask two little girls to go out to sell.

I still closed the door, but just closed the inn door.

Jiang Xing'er was pretty and finally spread to Qian Weiyan's ears again. This group of elegant people were bored, playing with peonies and traveling to the Longmen, which was so painful, so Lao Qian brought a group of proud talents to the inn again.

Seeing a strange scene, Zheng Lang was sitting cross-legged on the bed, like a little monk. Qian Weiyan wanted to ask, and Jiang Xinger whispered: "Qian Xianggong, whisper, Dalang is thinking about learning."

"I want to learn... ask?"

"Well, I asked, Dalang said that you need to read, read and write more, and think more. Only by thinking clearly can you be considered to be learning. Otherwise, you will become a nerd just like a scientific examination post to Mo Yi."

This is indeed a disadvantage of scientific research, which makes the young man in front of him worthless and everyone is speechless.

Qian Weiyan murmured, "If this is not the case, how can we realize... Tao?"

This sentence is so awkward at first?

But Yin Zhu stared at the table and said "huh" again. Everyone followed his eyes and saw that there was something on the table. The first one was the legendary teapot.

It is a ball-taking pot, which means that the lid of the pot has no top button, but only a ball, which is used to uncover the lid of the teapot, and the body of the pot is also spherical.

It is very elegant. The pot is painted with a few bamboos in a simple pattern. The bamboo stems are straight downward and the leaves are naturally hanging. You can see that there is no wind around. One person is sitting under the bamboo and playing the piano. Above his head is a bright moon. Two floating clouds are connected directly to the lid of the pot, making the lid of the pot and the body of the pot become an organic one. There is also a poem on the other side: Sitting alone in the bamboo grove, playing the piano and the long roar. People in the deep forest do not know that the bright moon comes to shine.

The elegant things are elegant and elegant.

The ancient and elegant style is a necessary prerequisite for the purple clay teapot.

When making pots, remember there are three things: one should not be affected by the rich or the shabby air. Two should not be affected by the intense air, nor should it be affected by the sad and sad air. Three should not be used to make the avant-garde abstract school too much, which is a serious blasphemy against purple clay teapots, and it should not be too old-fashioned.

This purple clay teapot was also a proud work by Zheng Lang. It was a little dissatisfied with him. It was also used on moonlit nights, but it was not as beautiful as yellow. It can only be said to be slightly better than vermilion, red liver, goose yellow, and beautiful green. So I brought it out on this trip.

When I saw it, I liked this thing, not necessarily a purple clay teapot. As long as it is an elegant thing, all of these people like it.

I sighed for a long time, but they were not surprised by the things on the yellow silk painting next to me. I looked at it and looked back at Ouyang Xiu.;
Chapter completed!