Chapter 371

Thousands of miles to the east of Wuting in autumn, I sang songs and traveled in the past years.

There is no trace of horses in the moss temple, and there are many restaurants beside the green water bridge.

Cang Wu Xingyu, Runzhou.

Cangwu Xingyu is rich in articles and calligraphy, especially in Runzhou. There are countless restaurants, gardens and ink platforms on the land covering an area of tens of millions of mu. Entering the city, almost every family has high couplets, and inscriptions and written stone tablets can be seen everywhere.

Streets and alleys' zhenshu Pavilion ',' Haowan 'and' Jianxiu building 'are full of book flavor. The pavilions and temples with names make Runzhou look very elegant. Literati wield their brush and refined guests splash ink, and even the bursts of ink fragrance that permeates the heart can be smelled in the air.

Pink walls, black tiles, small bridges and flowing water.

Chen mowan walked into the ancient Jiangnan Water Town, forgetting the fierce battle hidden in the star world. Therefore, when he first entered Runcheng, he was surprised by the elegant atmosphere in front of him. He didn't expect that there was such a literary treasure in the star world.

"The central star region has divided several star regions into the star world. Stars who like writing and calligraphy will be used as places for communication. Cangwu star region is one of them. Most stars of force and magic in the star region will not be easily involved. If they cause disasters, the central star region will personally launch sanctions, so it will be so prosperous." Jiang Zhuo explained.

"The central star domain is also very meticulous, but I don't think the central star domain thinks there will be too many stars in the star world. Simply let the Lingli star be integrated, so it's easier to manage." Chen Mo looks at the beautiful scenery.

"What younger martial brother said is reasonable." Jiang Zhuo was thoughtful.

The two people walked along the small bridge, flowing water and garden landscape all the way, like a couple, attracting the attention of many people along the way. Jiang Zhizhuo's beautiful palace clothes, cloud temples and wreaths, curling posture, slim and graceful, Runzhou beauty is like water, but such a simple and elegant as Jiang Zhizhuo still brightens people's eyes.

Seeing that the man who accompanied Jiang Zhuo was just a monk who didn't have a fairy, immediately made some people jealous. Just jealous, looking at Jiang Zhuo RongZi, he knew that it was the identity of the star general, and the earth fairy friar did not dare to go to trouble.

The two of them walked along a few quiet paths, through a bamboo forest, and saw a hidden courtyard.

White glazed pavilions, red walls and green tiles, secluded and far away.

There is also a pair hanging in front of the door.

The first couplet: Yinlou Wanshan scenic gathering, the second couplet: ink pool Zhuo inkstone fish dragon collection.

"Right." Chen Mo praised.

"What is your friend's identity?" Chen Mo couldn't help asking. Looking at the elegant and quiet living environment, the courtyard and ink pool were spotless and surprisingly clean.

"My friend, Mi Fu, has a good knowledge of calligraphy, calligraphy and painting." Jiang Zhuo said softly.

"Mi Fu?" Chen Mo was surprised that it was him. Mi Fu of the Northern Song Dynasty was able to write poems, be good at calligraphy and painting, and be good at identification. He established his own calligraphy and painting family, and founded Mi Dian Shan Shui. He was one of the 'four song families', the first of which was the famous Su Dongpo and Su Shi.

Speaking of Jiang Zhuo and Jiang Kui, there is also a very interesting story. Mi Fu was writing the collection of inkstones for a period of time to collect the materials of inkstones. Jiang Zhuo had a grade-1 'falling snow fish ink stone'. Mi Fu asked her for it. The two entangled for a long time, but later failed to defeat her, so Jiang Zhuo simply gave her the inkstone; At that time, Jiang Zhizhuo had been practicing in Baishi cave of Huashan Mountain. There was a title of Baishi Taoist, and Mi Fu worshipped Shi as his sister. The two have been sisters since then.

Chen Mo couldn't help laughing at this. In history, Mi Fu also had an interesting story about worshiping Shi and calling him brother, but he was impeached for this.

"Mi Fu's younger sister has a mania for cleanliness, so you should pay attention to it, younger martial brother." Jiang Zhuo reminded me. Xing Jiang's real name is his own * *, Jiang Zhuo knows Mi Fu's real name, but it's not easy to tell him without authorization.

Chen Mo expressed understanding.

Jiang Zhuo took out a talisman and shot it into the room.

With a flash of inspiration, the door opened leisurely.

Seeing a young girl walking out Yingying, she was wearing a deep golden dress with a curly train, intertwined waist and a flower like hem. It was a kind of ancient Hanfu, which was very ancient.

The graceful body is in bud against the curve train, and with the girl's beautiful face, her eyes cut water, and her beautiful garland of green silk, she comes like a fairy in the cloud and frost.

"Sister Zhuo, long time no see." The girl's laughter is crisp, like a dew spring.

"Sister Mi Fu, excuse me." Jiang Zhuo holds the girl's catkin.

"It's too strange for my sister to call me a star." The girl frowned.

"Hey, let me introduce my junior brother to you first." Jiang lingzhuo smiled gently.

Mi Fu noticed that the man behind Jiang Zhuo was stunned, and the girl frowned more tightly.

"This is my junior brother Chen mo. he is helping me when I come out this time." Jiang Zhuo gently patted her hand, "my junior brother is very nice, don't be surprised."

"Junior brother? Huashan disciple?" Mi Fu came over and looked up and down.

Chen Mo arched, "Hello, I've heard of Mi Fu's star name for a long time."

"What have you heard for a long time? My star name is nothing great." Mi Fu didn't think so. "You can enter Huashan. It seems that you are also very good. I also wanted to go, but I didn't go because I felt too hard."

"It's worth the hard work to enter Mount Hua." Chen Modao.

Mi Fu smiled. "Huashan is easy to enter, but my 'rhyme building' is not so easy to enter."

"Sister, you..." hearing that Mi Fu seemed unwilling to let Chen Mo into the room, Jiang Zhuo frowned.

"Miss MI is really inconvenient, and it doesn't matter to me. Sleeping in the open air is also a kind of training for practitioners." Chen Mo doesn't care very much. People who practice take heaven and earth as their habitat, anywhere is OK.

Mi Fu said, "I'm not mean. Since I'm my sister's junior brother, I won't embarrass you. I'll give you a question. If you can answer it, I'll not only let you enter Yunyu building, but also tell you my real name."

"This is also the rule of Cang Wu Xingyu. Dare you?"

Chen Mo doesn't care where he lives, but he still has a little interest in hearing her question.

"Then I'd like to try to know Miss Mi's real name."

"OK." Mi Fu raised a triumphant smile, a pair of victory tickets in hand, and glanced at the courthouse. "I've always wanted to change the pair in front of the door, so I'll give you a pair."

"Couplets, interesting." At least Chen Mo is also a history major, and his literary counterpart is very clear, right in the middle.

Mi Fu paced and smiled, "I'll give you a second line: Qingzhao lake and mountain, bright moon!"

"This couplet..." Chen Mo fell into thinking.

Just like the fighting of military generals, Jiang lingzhuo knew that Cangwu Xingyu had been staying for a long time, and Lingli Xingjiang had some interest in literary fighting, so he was hard to stop. Hearing Mi Fu's couplet, Jiang lingzhuo thought for a while, but he didn't think of a perfect pair, and knew that his junior brother was not right.

Qingzhao lake mountain, jiaoyueming... Chen Mo said to himself.

"Are you right to come out?" Mi Fu said arrogantly. "You don't have to feel ashamed if you can't tell it. Even sister Zhuo is afraid it's difficult to tell it for a while."

"Yes." Chen Mo nodded and thought of something.

Mi Fu is all ears. In fact, he is a little careless. He doesn't think Chen Mo can speak out at all.

"Beautiful cloud brocade autumn flowers."

The girl was stunned at the first couplet, and her second couplet was simply wonderful.

"Beautiful cloud brocade and autumn flowers... It's very poetic, sister Zhuo. I can't see that your younger martial brother is very literary." Mi Fu praised.

Jiang Zhizhuo was also surprised. The force was already very strong, and he had a high Buddha nature. Now he could even get Mi Fu's approval when he was right. It seemed that nothing could embarrass him. He emptied the thin shadow and cast curious eyes. The bright eyes had a meaning of wanting to see through.

Chen Mo's couplets are naturally poetic. In fact, this couplet uses Mi Fu's own poem, but it seems that the girl doesn't know it from her meditation.

"Let me introduce myself again." The girl got serious this time. "I'm Mi Fu, the earth inkstone star 'I haven't heard of Mo Qing', whose real name is Mi Ji! The Ji of light, wind and moon." Ji has the meaning of rain and snow stopping and the weather clearing up. The girl has this feeling with a friendly attitude.

Mi Ji invited the two people into the rhyme building. There was a pool of water in the hospital, which had a black light and smelled the fragrance of ink.

I don't know how long she spent washing pens in this ink pool.

"Ji Mei, you seem to have taken great pains to practice calligraphy. I don't know how it is." Jiang Zhuo asked with a smile when he saw the ink pool.

"Just look at it, sister."

When I entered the study, the walls around me were covered with calligraphy and paintings. Every word was flying, wrapped in iron.

I didn't hear Mo Qing Mi Fu's finger, a line of white paper fell in the study, a fine wolf hair appeared in his hand, and then a black ice like snow inkstone also appeared, a star power ground ink into water, and the girl touched it with wolf hair and wrote wantonly.

Brush brush.

Walking like a dragon and a snake, it is straight as a line from top to bottom, and the flower whiskers, butterflies and awns dance in the paper.

Fourteen words appeared on the paper.

It's the pair Chen Mo made with her before.

"Sister, please have a look."

Mi Fu has his unique experience in the distribution, structure and pen use of calligraphy. Jiang Kui has studied calligraphy for many years, and he can see the characteristics of Mi Fu's pen use at a glance. Be good at forming an elegant and calm style in the front, back, turning, and tumbling. The beginning of writing is often quite heavy, and it is slightly light in the middle. When it comes to a turning point, the side of the pen is straight and turns down. There are also many changes in pen pressing. The focus of pen writing is sometimes at the beginning, sometimes at the end, sometimes in the middle of a pen, and there are twists and turns for longer horizontal paintings. Hook is also full of characteristics.

It is no less beautiful than facial muscles and willow bones.

"It is stable, dangerous, old and fertile. It achieves unity in change, and integrates the opposing factors of wrapping and hiding, fat and thin, sparse and dense, simple and complex." Jiang Kui showed a surprised expression and exclaimed, "bone tendons, flesh, fat Ze, and spirit are all complete, just like a good scholar. In terms of composition, we pay attention to the overall charm, give consideration to the perfection of details, be mature, and change with the encounter in the writing process, and be ingenious."

"The steed is flying fast, thick and unparalleled. Younger sister, your handwriting momentum is great."

"Thanks to the atmosphere of Runzhou, it is the best place to practice calligraphy." Mi Ji looked at Chen Mo, who was watching, and Jian Shui's eyes showed Brilliance: "how, what can Chen Mo's friends see?"

"No hanging, no shrinking, no going. Miss Mi Ji has completely mastered the essence of writing." Chen Mo also praised.

Mi Ji was stunned.

"Nothing sags, nothing goes, nothing goes. Chen Mo, these eight words are really wonderful." Jiang Zhuo was surprised again.

Mi Ji showed a wry smile: "I wanted to tell sister Zhuo the essence of my calligraphy practice in Runzhou for many years. I didn't expect you to see it at a glance, sister. Are you the apprentice of Lanting calligrapher?"

Jiang Zhizhuo looked at Chen Mo helplessly. If she didn't know this younger martial brother, she also thought so