Xu Fengnian shut up the bull rider, and was about to let this guy go to the hut to get some paper, the mountain experience, need to write a letter to Xu Xiao, if the princess of Sui Zhu of the golden branches and jade leaves is childish to come to Beiliang Wudang, then there is no need to pay too much attention, it is just a long-term hatred and new hatred, Xu Fengnian lice are not afraid of itching, anyway, most of the people in this life will not go to the majestic capital.
But if it is instigated by a certain person or a small group of people, then it must not be taken lightly, don't look at Xu Xiao's infinite scenery, maybe one day the black clouds will overwhelm the city, dealing with people, the most afraid of two kinds, one is extremely smart, the other is a self-righteous fool, and there, these two kinds of people are the most.
Xu Fengnian just wanted to summon this uncle and ancestor, and the vision was full of vision.
A huge cascading waterfall burst open The waves of water are like wild horses coming to their faces, and Xu Fengnian and Hong Xixiang have become chickens in the soup.
Xu Fengnian didn't care about this splash of water, staring at the scene on the boulder in the center of the white elephant pond outside the waterfall, in the fleeting void, he could vaguely see a sword idiot Wang Xiaoping, who was as tall as the martial arts and the master, standing proudly, and the peach wood sword god in his hand pointed directly into the cave.
This sword is domineering, giving His Royal Highness the prince a dismount, Wang Xiaoping, who has been silent for more than ten years, really didn't speak, drifted away, came and went chic, just like Xu Fengnian traveled in exile back then, and saw those young knights probably like this, nose to the sky, arrogant mess, cross a river, put the ferry boat without sitting, you have to float on the water, the problem is that you float, don't make a splash, let the people who sit on the boat are all water.
If you want to stay in the cool ground and be bumped into by His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, let alone cheer and reward, and you must drag this group of bastards out and beat them, soak them in the water for a few months, and see if they dare to play majestic in the future.
The inexplicable Xu Fengnian glared at Hong Xixiang, who was affected by the pond fish, and the latter said with an innocent face: "Senior Brother Xiao Wang is a cow, so with this strong temper, he has practiced swords here before, and he is probably a little annoyed."
His Royal Highness the Prince has a large number of adults, don't be like Senior Brother Wang.
He practices swords, and he may be the new sword god in the future, and His Royal Highness the Prince will come to the first sword in the world to explore the bag and take things, which is a beautiful talk in Wudang. ” Xu Fengnian was angry and ordered: "Go to the hut and help me get some paper and ink." ” Hong Xi ran around to move things.
Xu Fengnian opened the food box, just picked up the bowl, and was accurately taking chopsticks to pick up a mouthful of dried bamboo shoots, but a mouthful of blood sprayed in the bowl, white and red were mixed together, Xu Fengnian exhaled a breath, Wudang pill was really extraordinary, spitting out blood, this time the qi pulse was much more comfortable, Xu Fengnian swallowed a bowl of rice with an expressionless face, chewed slowly, and ate a bowl, but it was not Hong Xixiang who brought the items, but the ginger mud that had never set foot in the Hanging Immortal Cliff, she was holding an ancient inkstone and a few pages of Qingtan rice paper in her hand, and the origin of the palm-sized ancient inkstone was terrifying, There is a Jiang Taiya in Xichu who does not love the country and does not love the beauty but loves pen and ink, that is, the imperial uncle of Jiang Ni, this ancient inkstone is ranked by him in the world's ancient inkstone, it is the best in the fire clay inkstone, the texture is outstanding, the winter is warm but not freezing, the summer is cool but not dry, but the ink can be accumulated for several years without rotting, Jiang Taiya is the imperial uncle of a country, but he is still reluctant to use it, and it falls into the hands of Xu Fengnian, but it is to come in handy every ten years, and he also wants Jiang Ni to grind it with his hands on the side, because Jiang Ni hates him to the bone, which is indeed reasonable.
Seeing Jiang Ni, Xu Fengnian still asked her to grind the ancient inkstone, picked the best Kanto Liaowei, and patiently waited for the ink to become uniform under the hands of Princess Taiping, and the unique flush of fire clay appeared.
Xu Fengnian's small Kai is the most brilliant, the ancients learn the book first, the word must first be a big character, the big character is based on the Yan bone willow tendon as the law, the middle Kai imitates Ouyang, and finally collects the mosquito and fly Xiaokai, learn the king of Zhong, this is the ancient precept, most of the world's scholars are so step-by-step, but Xu Fengnian in Li Yishan under the teaching of the opposite way, Xiao Kai learned, follow the legacy of the small seal Guli, and if the writing is not good, Xiao Kai is not allowed to touch others.
Once discovered, he will be beaten by the green gourd wine jug.
Contemporary calligraphy everyone, only two Zen temple a drunken old monk into Li Yishan's eyes, is called "this monk drunk after the pen only King Kong angry eyes, no Bodhisattva low eyebrows", so the words of His Royal Highness the Prince of the World followed by rare flattery, are murderous arrogance.
Speaking of which, Xu Xiao's two daughters and two sons can also handle Xu Fengnian's words, Xu Longxiang does not need to say, he doesn't know a single big character, Xu Zhihu can be regarded as mean, even the amazing and brilliant Xu Weixiong is pitiful, and the poetry can be said to be the best in the world, only this word, even Xu Xiao can't be cheeky to say a good one.
Xu Weixiong sent very few letters back to Beiliang, which may be the reason.
Xu Fengnian dried the last few drops of ink and folded the letter paper, who sent the letter became a problem, and he didn't want to pass this secret letter through the hands of Wudang Taoists, but the people of Beiliang Wangfu, the bloodline of the last emperor of Western Chu around him, not to mention the distance between him and his henchmen, that thin and small body, is not suitable for sending letters, it is difficult to guarantee that there is no madness The dead assassins are waiting for the rabbit near Wudang endlessly, and those Beiliang soldiers at the foot of the mountain are "escorting" Princess Sui Zhu and her three people away, Is it difficult to call a few Wudang masters to go together Xu Fengnian sighed, yes, or sacrifice the last killer weapon, go out to take Xiudong and cut a small section of green bamboo, stuff the family letter in, put two fingers to the mouth and whistle, and summoned the green and white luan from the top of Wudang Mountain, tied the cloth to the claws, and the six-year-old phoenix fluttered its wings and flew away, and disappeared in an instant.
Xu Fengnian came to the edge of the White Elephant Pond and looked at the sparkling deep pool, as well as the giant stone that was born like a dragon's horn.
Jiang Ni, who always stood behind Xu Fengnian, said stiffly: "I want to go down the mountain." ” Xu Fengnian frowned and said: "I don't even take care of the vegetable garden, let that small garden be wasted" She repeated in a cliché: "I'm going down the mountain" Xu Fengnian said angrily: "Say it in advance, you go down the mountain in front of you, and I will step on it flat with my back foot." ” Unexpectedly, Jiang Ni was not moved at all, "Whatever you want." ” Xu Fengnian was completely at ease, his heart moved, and he said with a smile: "If you want to go down the mountain, you can go down the mountain, your feet are on yourself, I can't tie you."
But before you go down the mountain, follow me to do something, and in return, I'll give you this clay inkstone you are holding in your hand, how about it?"
Jiang Ni didn't say a word, and threw the ancient inkstone in his hand into the white elephant pond.
She didn't want this ancient inkstone to be abused by the guy in front of her.
The reason why she is so interested in it is that she has turned into her inner demon, not only is it a relic that symbolizes the glory of the former prosperity of Western Chu, but also a secret that she hides deeply, Beiliang Palace, there are only two people who dare to show her hatred, except for Xu Fengnian, who is at the top of the list, and Xu Weixiong, who is flawless except for writing and appearance, when he assassinated His Royal Highness the Prince in bed to no avail, Xu Fengnian just slapped him in the face and said two cruel words, but Xu Weixiong rushed back from the Shangyin School Palace and threw her into the well, the well water was not as high as a person, Drowning people, but the darkness said, but the world's most vicious heart of the woman covered with slate, let her stay at the bottom of the well for three days and three nights, out of the well by chance to learn that Xu Weixiong's calligraphy is bad, Jiang Ni began to teach himself to practice, no pen no inkstone, no harm, branches to make a pen, rain and snow water all rootless water, can be used as ink, five years old before the pen copying, has long been vague memory, practice to later, Jiang Ni just vent the emotions in his heart, a pen can write numbers, often the end of the handwriting is treacherous and abnormal, and the current calligraphy is contrary to the right way.
Xu Fengnian glanced at the sky and said, "I'll call you again at night." ” Jiang Ni didn't ask anything, just went to squat in front of the thatched hut to look at the last few glances at the vegetable garden, which showed that she was her lips, and she was still a little reluctant in her heart.
Xu Fengnian shouted: "Bull rider, get out." ” The young uncle really came out.
Xu Fengnian was accustomed to the elusiveness of this birdman, and said: "You go and prepare some wine and meat, a big cone for writing plaques, you really can't take a broom, and a bucket of ink, go immediately." ” Hong Xixiang wondered: "His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, what is this doing?"
Xu Fengnian smiled: "Practice calligraphy." ” Hong Xixiang panicked: "Shouldn't I go to the Ziyang Temple wall to write?"
Xu Fengnian comforted with kind words: "How can this kind of tasteless thing be done in this world." ” Hong Xixiang said uncertainly: "Seriously" Xu Fengnian rewarded a rolling word.
In addition to asking for more blessings, Hong Xixiang prayed for Ziyangguan by the way.
It is said that the presiding real person can't sleep well every night, and he goes to the senior brother every day to pour bitter water, begging to invite the demon king who doesn't know when to make waves.
Xu Fengnian waited for half an hour, waited until Hong Xixiang carried the things, then returned to the waterfall to recuperate, and the bull rider brought a pot of mellow rice wine, two catties of cooked beef, a huge cone half a person high, and a bucket of ink, which was very complete.
Xu Fengnian really doesn't know what this bull rider is doing every day, either running errands and delivering food in a daze by the water, or herding cattle and riding bulls, how to cultivate the Heavenly Dao If practicing the Heavenly Dao is so comfortable and relaxed, Xu Fengnian wants to practice.
Fifteen months are full.
There is such a big silver plate hanging in the air, and there is no need to carry a lantern when walking at night, Xu Fengnian originally wanted to take the night pearl to light the way, so he was exempted.
Shouting Jiang Ni, who has been staying in the vegetable garden as a clay man, walked to the top of the mountain together.
Ziyangguan escaped a catastrophe, and the first palace of the thirty-six palaces of poor Wudang, Taixu Palace, was about to suffer.
"The night is like a microscopic worm, and the mountains are like a lying cow.
The bright moon is like a cocoon, wrapped in me and ginger mud. ” Xu Fengnian's poetry was booming, and he improvised a lame five-character poem with uneven rhythm, and was triumphant: "This poem is amazing."
Little clay man, what do you think of the moaning poems of Liangzhou scholars?"
Almost all the heavy objects were carried by her, and Jiang Ni was carrying on her back, and she didn't even owe one of the changes in expression.
Xu Fengnian took Jiang Ni up the stairs and went straight to the Taixu Palace on the peak of the Great Lotus Peak.
There is a white jade square there, which is best for splashing ink.
Let's ask, which literati dares to write the big character with a big cone in front of the Wudang Taixu Palace, only His Royal Highness the Prince.
That's what it's all about.
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For the evil township, I only know how to bully men and women to climb the wall to see red apricots, which is too petty.
When I arrived at the gate of Taixu Palace, the mountain breeze was blowing, and the whole body was cool, Xu Fengnian asked Jiang Ni to put things on the steps, tore a piece of beef, and sat and thought about how to write, whether it was regular script or line script, or the cursive script that had only been practiced in private was the Futu Temple tablet or the Huangzhou cold food post, or the urgent chapter grass Compared with the italics that do not exceed the rules, Xu Fengnian actually prefers cursive writing more and is wanton and unrestrained, but Li Yishan said that his skills are not enough, and he is far from the realm of natural success, and it is a pity that His Royal Highness the Prince is not allowed to touch it.
The roof of the main hall of Taixu Palace is paved with peacock blue glazed tiles, and the three ridges of the vertical are carved in yellow and green colors as the main building, and the momentum is magnificent.
The big eaves are flying, and it is the world-famous big Gengjiao eaves.
Xu Fengnian got up and picked up the big cone and stretched it into the bucket, shook it, and still didn't think about what to write.
The ancients did not deceive me.
Xu Fengnian sighed again and again with a large pen, and finally decided to take a few sips of wine, and then maybe he could write something good.
After turning around, she was stunned, Jiang Ni had already poured a big sip of wine on her head, she had never drunk wine, and her cheeks were suddenly flushed, just like the peach blossoms in the palace of Western Chu, it was rumored that the Emperor of Western Chu favored Princess Taiping to the extreme, and the little princess asked the peach blossoms how heavy the peach blossoms in the courtyard were, and the emperor asked someone to pick all the peach blossoms and weigh them one by one.
Xu Fengnian sighed quietly and inserted a large pen into the inkwell, today I just wanted to see her words.
Although the cursive script in the world has been far away from Licao, it is still the so-called chapter grass of Master Li Yishan, which is far from reaching the realm of "exhausting the rules and writing to the end without being literate" advocated by Li Yishan.
There are only a few people in the world, such as the strange monk of the Liangzen Temple, in order to be as the national scholar Li Yishan said, "joys and sorrows, wealth and embarrassment, longing, drunkenness, injustice, resentment, moving in the heart, into words, in order to be with heaven and earth." ” I saw Jiang Ni staggering towards the big bucket.
With both hands in their hands, he walked to the center of the square and began to write.
At that time, Xu Fengnian knew that the scenery was moving when she laughed, and when she was sad and wanted to cry but didn't cry, it was even more moving.
The pen in his arms walks the dragon.
It's like a ghost on the tip of a millimeter.
There are two hundred and forty-five words in the grass, and there are often five or six words in one stroke.
With "the moon of Xishu, the mountains and rivers die."
The moon in the east, the mountains and rivers die.
At the head of the big river, the people are bitter, and at the end of the big river, the people are bitter".
It ends with "Jiang Ni swears to kill Xu Fengnian".
She held a large pen and sat near the word Nian, covered in ink, stunned and burst into tears.
Xu Fengnian sat on the highest step and muttered to himself: "What a big Gengjiao oath under the moon." ”: