The first watch, there are two more, ask for recommendation votes The thin barrel of the pen hangs on the paper, and the person holding the pen only feels as light as nothing, and cannot feel the force of the pen tip pressing on the paper. otbnkotgt He wrote a permanent character with a hard head, but the words he wrote were like being blown by a strong wind or dug out with chicken feet, and he couldn't stand it anymore.
Lin Qing'er on the side praised: "At least the strokes are not wrong, and others know them when they are written" Today she sent the four treasures of the study room as promised and began to teach him to write calligraphy.
Wang Xian's old face flushed and said: "I feel that this brush is as light as nothing, and it is heavier than Mount Tai."
"That's inevitable, because you haven't written calligraphy before."
Lin Qing'er's smile can make people feel calm: "Let's start with a pen first."
As he spoke, he took out another brush from the pen holder, held it in his hand and explained to Wang Xian: "For beginners to practice regular letters, the pen should be held lower, and the fingers should be one inch away from the tip of the pen, so that the strokes are more stable."
The pen is high, the changes are great, and it is not easy to master the regular script. ” Wang Xian nodded, he had just held two inches, and quickly reduced one inch.
"And the tightness of the pen.
If the hand is too tight, it will tremble, and if it is too loose, it will not be able to exert force.
You hold the pen too tightly and should be relaxed.
Lin Qing'er said: "But it's not that you don't use force.
There is a way that the force is in the nib, but the use of ingenuity rather than death force, to transfer the power to the nib, you can move the pen freely. ” This is easy to understand, hard pen words are easier to write than soft pen words, right in this place.
Wang Xian nodded and asked, "How to force the tip of the pen?"
"Although it is called skill, it is the most unfortunate, and it can only come from long-term practice.
If you practice diligently, after a long time, you will be able to move the pen freely, and you will pass the pen level.
Lin Qing'er glanced at Wang Xian's hand and said, "Then it's fingering."
The trick is to hold the pen firmly with the method of pressing, pressing, hooking, topping, and resisting, so that the five fingers perform their duties."
Lin Qinger demonstrated in detail how each finger should exert force and how to cooperate with the correct posture of holding the pen.
Wang Xian studied very seriously according to what she said, but he was really unfamiliar and tight, and he always didn't know the essentials.
Seeing that he couldn't hold it well, Lin Qing'er had no choice but to endure the shame and help him adjust it by hand, although she was already very careful, but the fingers that were as thin as onions could not avoid touching Wang Xian's fingers.
Every time she touched it, Lin Qing'er's heart trembled, and a jade face was embarrassed and a taste that was indescribable and inexplicable, making it burn, and the silver bell who came in to deliver water was so strange: "Sister Lin, are you very hot?"
"Ah, yes, it's a little hot" Lin Qing'er retracted her hand like a thief, and actually stuttered: "I'm in a hurry, I'm in a hurry" "Alas, take a sip of tea to lower the fire," Yinling looked at her sympathetically and said, "My brother has been very stupid since elementary school. ” "Your brother is already very smart" Lin Qing'er took the teacup and whispered, "It's just that it was delayed in the early years."
Saying that, he asked Yinling, "Do you have eggs at home?"
"Why, you're hungry," Silver Bell asked, "I'll cook two for you." ” "It's not to eat, it's for your brother to practice calligraphy."
Lin Qing'er couldn't cry or laugh.
"Oh."
Yinling hurriedly went to fetch one, and Lin Qing'er let Wang Xian hold it in his hand and said, "Practice like this for a period of time until you realize that you are pointing to the truth and the palm is empty." ” "Hmm."
Wang Xian nodded, followed Lin Qing'er's instructions, and practiced one by one.
From this day on, Wang Xian has been practicing diligently.
He wasn't a genius, he started late, and he had to sweat twice as much.
Where is the paper that Lin Qing'er brought enough Wang Xian originally planned to learn from Fan Zhongyan, dipping it in water to practice calligraphy on the stone slab, but after being seen by the eldest brother, he complained that he didn't say it earlier.
There is a way to be the champion of Kyoto Fuyang paper, ten pieces of yuan book to enter the Shi, Fuyang is a famous papermaking township, Wang Gui is working in the papermaking workshop, every day when he goes home, he will bring him some paper that the workshop does not want.
The quality of these papers is actually good, but there are wrinkles or they are not neatly cut, but there is no problem at all when used to practice calligraphy.
In this way, seeing that his words were improving bit by bit, Wang Xian even liked to practice writing, and couldn't help but scold himself for being perverted.
In the meantime, Lin Qing'er would come to see every once in a while, comment on his work, and then teach him further brushwork, although she would blush every time, it would not affect her to teach again.
On this day, she came over early in the morning, Wang Xianzheng finished copying a painting, picked it up and smiled at her: "I feel a little better today." ” "I won't write today," Lin Qing'er covered her chest with her small hands, and said evenly: "Go to the county government quickly, the cold face and iron cold are coming."
"Okay."
Wang Xian put down his pen, put on his shirt indiscriminately, and went out with Lin Qing'er.
He can already walk without crutches, just not too fast.
"I'll go, I'll go."
Yinling dropped the work in her hand and followed the two of them into the street.
On the street, ordinary people also heard the news and rushed to see the excitement in one direction.
When the three of them came to the county office, they found that the gate had long been blocked.
Fortunately, many people knew Wang Xian and Lin Qing'er, and they said: "Let it go, the bitter master is coming" Only then did everyone flash out of the way and let them crowd in front of the gate.
Through the gate, Wang Xian saw that it was no longer Soali standing in front of the yamen, but two rows of judges armed with spears, red felt hats, green straight bodies, white socks and black shoes.
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In the courtyard, there were also two columns of brocade guards wearing flying fish suits and embroidered swords on their waists Looking inside, I saw three high-ranking officials in scarlet official uniforms sitting in the lobby, and I didn't know which one was cold-faced and iron-cold However, Zhou Xin is indeed among the three.
After reporting the case, Zhou Xin did not wait for the court to reply, but transferred the file from the beginning of the case, carefully reviewed it from the beginning, and soon found several loopholes.
The first is the bloody clothes that serve as physical evidence.
Judging from the physical object, the warp and weft of the bloody clothes are complete, and there is no sign of deterioration.
But judging from the case file, it had been buried underground for nearly a year when it was discovered, and it was rainy and wet in the south of the Yangtze River, and the bloody clothes were buried very shallowly, so it was not strange that there was no damage in a year Moreover, if according to the case file, the deceased died of a head injury, the blood stains on the bloody clothes should be from top to bottom, but what Zhou Xin saw was from bottom to top, which made him believe what Lin Qing'er said, and the evidence was forged as a last resort At this time, the arrester sent out by Zhou Xin also arrested a trafficker named Chen San from Jiading.
The man confessed that he had sold a kidnapped woman to He Chang three years earlier.
Zhou Xin confessed according to the trafficker, and went to Yangzhou Mansion, and sure enough, there was a missing person case three years ago, and the missing woman was named Zhang Linghua Zhou Xin put these solid evidence into Wei Zhixian's report, and finally finalized all the facts of the case.
At this time, the imperial court issued an edict to retry the case.
Emperor Yongle was very angry about this case, and sent Gao Duo, a servant of the Criminal Department, and a Jinyi Wei Qianhu to try it.
When the court came, the case presented in front of them was clear and complete, the evidence was conclusive, and there was no need to spend time to solve it, which made Gao Shilang and the Qianhu very happy, so they decided to drive to Fuyang to try the case After being promoted, Gao Shilang summoned all the prisoners, witnesses, and parties in turn.
The people outside couldn't hear it through the fence, but they saw the sound of startling wood in the lobby from time to time, and heard the presiding judge's stern reprimands The passage begins at the end of the hour and ends at the end of the hour.
At noon, several soldiers who were sent to the inspection guarded the seven products and posted a trial proclamation covered with the defense of the Qincha Pass.
Li Guan, the official of the county's torture room, read aloud for the people: "The trial of Lin Rongxing's murder of his wife in Fuyang County is really a false accusation.
Lin Sheng was falsely imprisoned, tortured, innocent and wronged, and immediately released Chen Rubai, the former governor of the county where he returned home, was fair, honest and honest, and it was a misjudgment to take bribes; Wang Xingye, the former secretary of the torture room, was law-abiding and a good official, but he was brutally tortured and wronged for several years, and was immediately released and returned home; Although Zhou Xiyong, the original concubine, had a misinvestigation, did not cover up, and was tortured to death, he was really wronged, and he was buried and cared for in this county.
After the above personnel are to be played in the Ming court, there will be another bereavement pension" "It was found that Zhao Yan and Zhao Dayou, citizens of Fuyang County, colluded to cheat, falsely accused good people, framed county officials, and were sentenced to behead according to the law, and they were executed after the autumn.
He Chang, a citizen of Fuyang County, plundered and sold people's daughters, raped and killed, sank corpses to cover up crimes, instigated false accusations, and cast unjust prisons, the crime was extremely heinous, although death could not be redeemed, it was planned to punish Ling Chi Zhao for fleeing, communicating with people, causing bad discipline, and planning to send to the teaching workshop as a slave Hu Sancai was greedy for money, bribery and perjury, and bad conduct, ventilated and reported, and the rod was exiled for 100 miles and 2,000 miles."
Hearing the verdict, the people applauded in unison, applauding that this strange case, which had dragged on for many years, could get a fair trial.
Zhao Qing'er covered her mouth with Luo Pa and held back her tears.
Wang Xian said on the side: "The unjust prison is settled, but no one can go back to the past."
In fact, Wang Xian is lamenting his own experience, he is completely his current self, and he can never go back to the past.
Zhao Qing'er thought that her family was ruined, even if she was rehabilitated, she would not be able to get back her father who died with hatred.
Finally, I couldn't help leaning against the gate, and tears broke down the embankment.
The silver bell on the side twisted Wang Xian fiercely, glared and said, "Don't hurry up and coax" Wang Xian also realized that he had been injured by mistake, so he had to hesitantly reach out his hand, gently pat Zhao Qing'er's shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Ziyun, I didn't mean to" Puff Zhao Qing'er was crying sadly, and she was teased by him, she didn't laugh when she cried, she couldn't get angry for a while, and she actually punched Wang Xian twice.
Wang Xian pretended to be injured, took two steps back, and smiled at Zhao Qing'er: "I'm going back to practice calligraphy, Miss Zhao will also go home early, and tell your mother the good news." ” Looking at the departing figures of the brothers and sisters, Zhao Qing'er's eyes were dim, and finally flashed a trace of determination, and he quickly caught up and said, "Second brother Wang, I have something to say to you." ” Wang Xian turned around and said with a smile: "What's the matter, Sister Lin" "I" Zhao Qing'er was red-faced again, and she was speechless with shame: