Ding-dong. The host has obtained the inheritance of the top calligraphy technique,'Sage of Calligraphy' Wang Xizhi!”
The elegant and beautiful words formed a long river and flowed into Cheng Chu Bi's mind like flowing water.
The elegant and refined words flew in the air, looking particularly beautiful. Like diamonds and pearls, they dripped into Cheng Chubi's mind one after another, making a " ding dong " sound, like a beautiful song, which made people have endless aftertaste.
" This is the soul of the calligraphy of the 'Sage of Calligraphy' Wang Xizhi. He is indeed full of ink and the strokes are like dragons and snakes!”
Cheng Chubi, who had received Wang Xizhi's inheritance, sighed in a refreshed manner.
His current mood was like the flying words that stirred up waves in his mind, jubilant and comfortable.
He wanted to write, he really wanted to write. He wished he could fill the sky right now.
His heart was on paper.
"System, hurry up and serve the Four Treasures of the Study!”
He couldn't wait to receive the inheritance of the Sage of Calligraphy, Wang Xizhi!
[Ding-dong. The host has obtained a Qing Emperor Qianlong Imperial Inscription Imitation Han Weiyang Brick Sea Sky First Moon Purple Sand Inkstone!]”
[Ding-dong. The host has obtained a black brush with gold painted on it that was made by Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty!]”
[Ding-dong. The host has obtained a stack of famous paper from the Jin Dynasty,'Side Paper.']”
[Ding-dong. The host has obtained a 'Azure Dragon Pearl' ink ingot made by Cao Sugong, the best ink producer in She Prefecture in the Qing Dynasty!]”
Four treasures appeared on the table. It was as if the system knew Cheng Chubi's state of mind at the moment. Even the ink was polished.
The ancient ink was lightly rubbed with a few fragrances, and the inkstone pool was bathed in divine light!
"Yonghe ninth year, the year is Gui Chou, the beginning of late spring, will be held in Kuaiji Mountain Yin Lan Ting, is to repair the ceremony."
He raised his pen and casually smeared it a few times. The flowers fell in profusion, the words were like peach petals, and the fragrance spread far and wide, becoming more and more fragrant.
"It's a sunny day. The sky is clear and the wind is gentle. Looking up at the vastness of the universe and looking down at the splendor of the various species, I can travel freely and enjoy the pleasure of hearing and hearing. I believe in pleasure."
The clear and elegant words were either vigorous, or tactful, or like a graceful beauty, or like a heroic warrior, or like the tender spring rain, or like the autumn wind.
"Bi 'er, Bi' er, you're finally back. I missed you so much!”
A gentle voice, like the chirping of an oriole, accompanied by a pair of slender, flawless, white, and boneless hands, pushed the door open briskly.
A graceful, elegant, and noble woman walked in from outside like a weak willow.
"Bi 'er, you're practicing calligraphy! Mother, you must take a good look at my son's growth in this year!”
She was wearing a red robe with phoenix and peony patterns, a red silk skirt, and a soft Ji Luo pink gauze in her hand. Her hair was tied into a bun, and a jade dragon-phoenix hairpin was inserted into her hair. Red peony flowers were blooming in her hair.
Her black eyebrows were open and beautiful, and her red hair was dyed with spring smoke.
This woman was the grandson of the Duke of Qi, Cui Xun, the head of the Seven Sects and Five Families. She was Cheng Yaojin's wife and also Cheng Chubi's mother!
However, at this moment, Cheng Chubi, who had merged with Wang Xizhi's soul, did not feel Madam Cui's arrival at all. His mind was fully focused on the calligraphy.
"Every time I look at the reason why the ancients were excited, if they are united, I will sigh and mourn in the text. I can't understand it. I know that death and life are false, and Qi Peng Shang is a false creation."
Madam Cui's voice was like an orchid in an empty valley, as she read softly with Cheng Chu Bi's brush.
Towards the end, Madam Cui's rosy sandalwood rose and her eyes sparkled in disbelief!
The words were like flowing clouds and flowing water. They were domineering and unrestrained. They were even written in a line like a god's. They came and went without a trace!
Not to mention one year, even a woman like Madam Cui, who had been immersed in poetry for decades, was inferior to her!
"Therefore, I list the people of the time and record their accounts. Although the world is different and things are different, the reason why people are nostalgic is the same. Later, those who read it will also have feelings for the text.”
Cheng Chu Bi took a deep breath, wiped the sweat on his forehead and smiled.
" Alright, now it's time to sign your name. You can't make a mistake, Wang Xizhi."
Although Cheng Chu Bi also wanted to write his signature, it was a pity that it was dedicated to Li Er!
"Bi 'er, this is what you wrote!"
"Mother, why did you suddenly come out? You scared me to death!”
Cheng Chubi was so frightened by Madam Cui's sudden words that his pen tip trembled and he wrote the name crooked.
"I'm sorry, Bi 'er. Mother didn't do it on purpose!”
Madam Cui was so scared that her face turned pale. Her strong phoenix eyes instantly turned into soft peach blossom eyes that were filled with tears.
Only then did she remember how terrible it was to be disturbed while practicing her calligraphy. It was possible that a simple word could ruin the entire post!
"It's okay, Mother!"
Cheng Chubi wanted to curse, but he felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, which made him smile and continue to write along the crooked words.
He knew that it was the deep love his soul had for Madam Cui!
He really wanted to write a new one, but it was too late!
He had to enter the palace immediately. Otherwise, Second Emperor Li might suspect him!
"Mother, I'm entering the palace. Help me tidy up the things on the table! You must help me clean it up yourself. Don't let the servants do it!”
Cheng Chubi rolled up the calligraphy and put it into a bamboo tube in front of the bookcase. He put it on his shoulder and imitated the tone of the original soul as he spoke to Madam Cui.
"I know you have a lot of questions. Wait for me to come back!”
As he spoke, he shot out of the door and ran away.
"This little fellow has finally grown up. But, but he's still so naughty!”
Tears of happiness fell from Madam Cui's face onto the inkstone, causing ripples in the ink.
"In the blink of an eye, he's already fourteen. It's time to find a marriage for him!”
"Let him go to Hongwen Hall first. With my son's calligraphy, he will definitely be the best among the young talents of the Great Tang! At that time, the nobles would all take the initiative to ask for marriage!”# Daguan Review Passed: Daguan Time:011720194:40PM
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