Chapter 107： Become a disciple

Professor Su's first question left Liu Yan dumb.

嫚 Liu Ying considered for a moment,

"My teacher is an obscure woman. I only know her surname Xu. I don't know her name. I call her Mrs Xu."

I'm actually a woman!

Su Suyi was surprised, and asked anxiously, "Where is Mrs Xu now? Is she in the capital?"

嫚 Liu Ying shook her head. "She is from Chang'an. She passed away for many years."

The old man sighed, regretted, and helpless, "He is so jealous and talented, such a talented calligrapher was unknown to anyone before his death. He died even more after death. Fortunately, I left you as a disciple and inherited her mantle."

Indeed, in Liu Ye ’s mind, Mrs. Xu ’s talent is beyond anyone ’s reach. Once, when she was chatting with Jade Beauty, the Jade Beauty had told Liu Ye that when she was young, Mrs. Xu had the reputation of being the first talented woman in the world. After entering the palace, he gradually died.

"Does she still have any works left in the world?" Su Yi still holds a glimmer of hope.

Liu Liu shook his head. "It's all burned."

"Hey," the old man sighed again and again, "Well, let me ask you the second question, have you learned Indian seal?"

Su Suyi was indeed a connoisseur, and at a glance, he found something that Yu Zhan could not understand.

"Yes, I started with Indian seals."

"It's no wonder that some typefaces look very different from modern Xiaoya's, but modern Indian seals are not written like that."

Wu Suyi stood up, took out a folder from the bookshelf, and opened it.

He asked his doctoral students to enlarge the characters written by Liu Ye to the size of a4 one by one and print them out. These days, they are holding a magnifying glass to study these fonts.

The Han dynasty is more than 2,000 years old. At that time, papermaking was underdeveloped, and the text carriers were mainly stone inscriptions and brocades. Although a small amount of the ink at the time passed down, the rivers and mountains changed and the world changed. Many fonts were used by other dynasties in later generations. Scholars have modified it.

Su Yi and his doctoral students studied for a long time, and also went to the Department of Archeology to find relevant information. They found that the printed fonts were the same as some bronze inscriptions unearthed in the early Western Han Dynasty. The text at that time also had the shadow of the inscription.

"Mr. Fei, did you start with the inscriptions and inscriptions on the bronzes of the Western Han Dynasty?" Su Yi asked a third question.

嫚 Liu Ye can only admit, "Yes."

"Your teacher is from the ancient capital, but there are environment exposures to these things. I lived for almost a century and encountered this situation for the first time." Su Yi was still puzzled.

早期 The early bronze inscriptions of the Western Han Dynasty were too up-and-coming. It is not easy to learn to recognize and learn to write. It is necessary to understand them and write them into calligraphy works. How much comprehension is needed.

That's why Su Yi admires Mrs. Xu so much. He thinks that Mrs. Xu has created a new category of calligraphy. Because I don't know how to identify this category, Su Yi and his students gave Liu Ye a typeface and named it a complicated name, called Western Han Bronze. Neem body.

"Can you write a few words for me here?" Su Yi asked Liu Ye.

"of course can."

In front of his desk, there is a solid wood table dedicated to writing. Before Liu Yi came, Su Yi was writing at his desk here, and only half of the characters on rice paper were written.

Wu Suyi said, "You can continue writing completely after half of my article."

Liu Ying looked at Su Yi's words. He wrote a passage from Mencius.

"The gentleman has three joys, and the king does not live with the survivors. Parents live together, brothers have no reason, and they have fun;"

She Suyi is testing not only Liu Xie's calligraphy level, but also whether she has real talents.

"May I just use this pen?" Liu Ye asked, pointing at the wet brush.

"Of course you can." In fact, this Zhen Mulang tip is Su Yi's favorite pen. He never allowed others to touch it.

Liu Liu lifted the pen and dipped the ink. He didn't need to test his memory to write a memory. He wrote directly.

"Your worthy of heaven, not of others, Erle also;"

"You have the talents and education of the world, so do the three happy."

The words seemed to have been carved into her mind. She still didn't pause for a moment, and made it in one go.

The quaint and distant writing seems to travel through time and space, and came to life after two thousand years, and it reappears in the eyes of Su Yi. The old man who is so stupid is moved and grateful. As the last sentence of this "Mencius" said, he is Teachers, of course, hope to meet more talents in the world in their lifetime.

And this little girl is a real talent!

If you haven't seen it with your own eyes, Su Yi is really hard to imagine. There are still such children in this era. They are calm and dignified, with deep and profound traditions.

Liu Ying just put down his pen, he asked her, "Would you like to be my student?"

She stunned for a moment.

"But I am not a student at Capital University."

"I accept closed disciples and have nothing to do with school."

Su Yiai was eager, and continued to say, "You should only be able to save books. I can also teach you Lishu and regular script. I dare to boast Haikou here. Today, these two typefaces are better than me. . "

Liu Liu's heart moved. She really wanted to learn other fonts. Qin Zheng, who she is good at, is mainly based on hieroglyphics, which is difficult to identify. In modern society, the audience is not wide. She should learn simplified and closer to life.

苏 In the eyes of Su Yi's hope ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Liu Ye nodded slowly, saying one word at a time,

"Professor Su, I am willing to be your student."

Wu Suyi laughed, "Okay, okay, okay," he said three times in a row, his laughter was bright, he couldn't hear the old-fashioned, and he looked as if he was ten years younger.

"I'm afraid you are the last disciple in my life. We don't engage in rituals of worship, just worship on this paper." Su Yi refers to the "Mengzi" just completed by Liu Xie.

I saw Su Yi, and wrote with a round stroke at the end of the article.

"Shi Suyi."

Liu Ying immediately understood the meaning of Su Yi, took the pen, wrote

"Disciple Liu Ye."

Two people collaborated to complete this future worthy "Mencius" and signed their names at the same time.

Wu Suyi and Liu Ye had a good discussion. The lecture time is from 8 am to 12 am every Saturday. It is the same place as usual classes.

Liu Ying came out and waited for Jiang Chengfeng outside to ask her curiously,

"What did Professor Su talk to you, do you look in a good mood?"

Zhijiang Chengfeng guessed that the old professor praised Liu Xie's calligraphy well and praised her for her talents and the like.

I did not expect Liu Yi to say, "Professor Su accepted me as a disciple."

Minjiang Chengfeng was stupid, and his mouth became o-shaped.

Liu Liu didn't just come to meet Professor Su. How did he come out and become his apprentice?