The heavens begin with Hongquan

Chapter 243 Review of "Shizao Tie"

Hong Kang and Zu Qianqiu also reported their names.

It can be seen that the bald penman didn't react at all, obviously he had never heard of the two.

This is not surprising.

[Four Friends from the South of the Yangtze River] Since returning to seclusion, I have stopped paying attention to the affairs of the Jianghu.

What's more, the title of "Yellow River Patriarch" sounds loud, but in fact it is only a second-rate person, and they don't get into the eyes of Bald Pen Weng and the others.

And Hong Kang's [Black Water Building] was established for too short a time, except for those who often walk on the rivers and lakes, they are also somewhat famous in the two lakes.

Hong Kang originally thought that Zu Qianqiu needed to open the way with his knowledge of wine, and he didn't want to meet the bald penman here.

The two followed behind the bald pen Weng and went up the stairs.

The door opened slowly, and two elderly men in family attire walked out side by side.

Zu Qianqiu was slightly startled, these two people had piercing eyes, steady steps, and long breaths, even if they couldn't master their martial arts, how could they do such humble servants here? ?
All of a sudden, Zu Qianqiu had an extra thought in his heart.

He glanced at the short, fat, bald middle-aged man in front of him out of the corner of his eyes, and thought to himself: "Who are these "Four Friends from the South of the Yangtze River"? Why haven't I heard of it before?"

Let such people guard the gate, how high is this bald penman's own martial arts? !

Then Zu Qianqiu glanced at Hong Kang beside him, what is the real purpose of Hong Kang coming to [Meizhuang]? ?

Is it really just for the wine? ?
As an old Jianghu, Zu Qianqiu still has this vigilance.

He already regretted that he followed Hong Kang to [Meizhuang] so hastily.But after thinking about it, it's all here, what else can I do? !

Here, it seems that his own martial arts is the lowest.

Forget it, let's settle down if it comes!

Anyway, I'm here to drink, and nothing else has anything to do with me.

Thinking of this, Zu Qianqiu immediately relaxed a lot.

The gentle-looking servant on the right lowered his head and shouted: "The third master is back! Uh, these two are...?"

The bald penman laughed loudly and said, "This is my guest! Lao Ding, go to my study, go to the bookshelf on the left, the fourth shelf from top to bottom, and bring that copy of "Shizao Tie"."

Lao Ding heard the words and said yes.

Glancing at Hong Kang and the two of them again, he thought: "It seems that they are book friends that the third master knows."

The "Four Friends from the South of the Yangtze River" each have their own literary hobbies, and they would also bring some like-minded friends to Zhuangzi on weekdays. Lao Ding is not surprised.

It's just that the rosacea who came here this time seems to be quite skillful, similar to himself.

As for that boy, young and handsome, could he be the son of an official from some family? !

The bald penman took the two of them to the living room and waited quietly for Lao Ding.

"Lao Shi, serve tea to the guests." The bald pen man ordered.

"Yes, third master." The slightly burly servant replied.

"Hey, what kind of tea are you serving!" A lazy voice sounded, "Third brother, you are so stingy, since there are guests here, you have to drink!!"

Amidst the yelling, a man walked in, with a long beard reaching his belly, holding a wine glass in his left hand, and holding the door frame with his right hand, with a drunken face on his face, very drunk.

Hearing this person call Bald Biweng "Third Brother", Hong Kang knew that this person was Dan Qingsheng.

The bald penman introduced: "This is my new friends, Hong Kang and Zu Qianqiu; you two, this is my fourth brother, Dan Qingsheng."

"I have seen the four masters."

But if Danqing didn't hear it, he just stared at the contents of the cup.

The bald penman looked at Dan Qingsheng, slightly dissatisfied: "Fourth brother, you are so drunk in broad daylight, what are you talking about! What's more, do you think everyone is as addicted to alcohol as you are?"

When the bald penman said this, Hong Kang noticed that Zu Qianqiu was staring at the wine glass in Dan Qingsheng's hand, his eyes stared straight.

Hong Kang smiled and said, "That's not necessarily the case. The third owner, my friend, is also a big drinker!"

"Oh? Really? You know wine too??"

Hearing this, Dan Qingsheng squinted his drunken eyes and glanced at Zu Qianqiu.

These two sentences are very rude.

But Zu Qianqiu didn't care at all, he raised his head and sniffed the smell of alcohol in the air.

With an intoxicated face, he said, "Pear Blossom Wine!"

Looking at the wine glass in Dan Qingsheng's hand again, he praised: "Drink pear blossom wine with an emerald glass. The four masters are indeed great experts in drinking wine."

Dan Qingsheng's squinted drunken eyes immediately opened to stare at Zu Qianqiu.

"Hahaha...it turns out that a good friend is here!"

Hmm, I seem to have heard this somewhere.

Moreover, this face has changed too quickly!

Hong Kang asked: "Is there any explanation in this?"

After hearing this, Dan Qingsheng also looked at Zu Qianqiu. He wanted to see if Zu Qianqiu really understood?Still confused?
Zu Qianqiu pinched a few sparse beards and said: "Bai Letian's "Hangzhou Spring View" said: "The red sleeves weave silk to praise the persimmon leaves, and the green flag sells wine to take advantage of the pear blossoms. "Think about it, the Hangzhou restaurant sells this pear blossom wine, and hangs a green flag that looks like dripping emerald green, reflecting the pear blossom wine's extraordinary spirit, so drinking this pear blossom wine should naturally be regarded as an emerald cup."

"Hahaha... Well said!!" Dan Qingsheng laughed loudly, "Come on, good friend, you and I will drink three hundred cups together."

The bald penman coughed twice: "Fourth brother, don't forget, these two are my guests."

Dan Qingsheng said indifferently: "Third brother, what is yours and mine? You don't know how to drink! This is Zhuangzi, so naturally he is a guest of Zhuangzi!!"

As he said that, he was about to drag Zu Qianqiu away.

When Hong Kang saw this, he couldn't help laughing. The bald penman and Dan Qingsheng seemed to be gentlemen after the first contact.

At this time, the old man entered the house with a scroll.

The bald penman took it over at once, and stroked it carefully, just like stroking a lover.

"You can drink this wine anytime, read the words first."

The bald penman said so, Dan Qingsheng still wants to give face to his third brother.

What's more, although he loves Danqing more, his calligraphy is not low.

After all, calligraphy and painting have something in common.

Tuliu Zu Qianqiu had the wine worm in his stomach, scratching him itchy.

Hong Kang noticed that although the bald penman liked this copybook, there was no obsession in his eyes. Presumably this was not his favorite.

Thinking about it, with the bald penman's obsession with calligraphy, the most precious authentic works must be handed over by himself.

The copybook expands.

There are 110 lines in total, [-] characters, and most of the works are horizontal.

The bald penman looked expectant, and said, "Brother Hong, what do you think of this calligraphy?!"

Hong Kang read softly: "Yunwen is suitable for creation, seeing humiliation, and visiting other happy places for thousands of miles..."

"...for the cultivation of the name, I sincerely beg you again and again."

On the lower right is the date written by Yu Yunwen, September 28th.

Hong Kang commented: "Yu Yonggong's "Shizaotie" is subtle and subtle, and elegant in the strange places; it seems to be inadvertently written in ink, but it is naturally interesting, and it shows kung fu in inadvertent places."

"Good! Good! Good!!"

The bald penman laughed: "Brother Hong's words are wonderful!"

Hearing this, Dan Qingsheng knew that Hong Kang was not low in calligraphy, so he suddenly wanted to show off.

He pointed to a picture scroll on the wall of the Great Central Hall, and asked, "Brother Hong, how do you look at this inscription?"

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(End of this chapter)