Baojian

Chapter 858
In the next few days, Qin Feng was completely obsessed with Wang Xizhi's copybooks. He asked Huangpuqiao to prepare paper, ink, brushes and inkstones for himself, and devoted all his energy to copying the copybooks.

As the saying goes, one knows everything, after Qin Feng entered Huajin, he can be said to be able to control the strength with ease, and this has also played a great role in calligraphy.

In addition to the obvious difference between the copybook copied by Qin Feng on the first day and the "Lanting Collection Preface", on the second day, this difference can be distinguished by someone who is not proficient in calligraphy.

Tang Taizong Li Shimin couldn't get enough of Wang Xizhi's "Lanting Collection Preface", especially since Qin Feng could figure it out in just a few days. With this investment, a month passed without knowing it.

For more than a month, Qin Feng devoted all his attention to the copybook, and handed over the golden falcon and blue wolf mastiff to Qin Shan to feed, and he didn't even allow anyone to approach his house.

Apart from eating, Qin Feng is just writing. He was originally a handsome man, but now he has a beard and sloppy hair and a shawl. If it weren't for the Huajin warrior who has a strong energy to protect his body from dust, Qin Feng's body would probably be covered in mud. .
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"Shen Yun is very similar. If this painting is shown, it can definitely be fake..."

After writing a copybook of "Preface to the Collection of Lanting", Qin Feng looked at it for a long time with satisfaction, and copied it non-stop for a month, but this one is the most similar.

If it wasn't for the different papers, Wang Xizhi might have been resurrected to get this calligraphy, and Wang Xizhi couldn't tell whether it was written by himself or not.

"The Shenlong post from the Tang Dynasty has many flaws in its subtleties, it's far inferior to mine..." After reading it for a long time, Qin Feng himself couldn't pick out the difference from the original post, so he couldn't help laughing smugly .

Although Emperor Taizong of Tang Dynasty asked many calligraphers to copy this calligraphy, after all, he cherished this calligraphy too much, so he would not put "Lanting Collection Preface" outside for those people to watch for a long time.

But Qin Feng is different, this calligraphy is his own now, except for the time of eating, this month, Qin Feng can't wait to sleep with the copybook in his arms.

"Hey, what's the matter?" Just as Qin Feng was comparing the "Lanting Collection Preface" he copied with the original, Qin Bing's voice sounded from outside the house.

"Brother Qin Bing, come in quickly..."

Qin Feng stretched out his hand and brushed it, and the door of the house came from it. Qin Feng's figure flickered, he grabbed Qin Bing, and said, "Brother Qin Bing, how do you see this writing?"

"Hey, I tell you to be gentle!" Qin Bing suddenly felt a sharp pain when Qin Feng grabbed his arm, and he couldn't help being terrified.

After nearly two months of retreat and refinement of the aura in the spirit pool, Qin Bing thought that he had made great progress in cultivation, even if he was not as good as Qin Feng, he was not far behind.

But now Qin Bing knows how big the gap between himself and Qin Feng is. The other party just grabs it casually and covers his whole body, and Qin Feng grabs him before even thinking of avoiding it. up.

"Hey, brother Qin Bing, I'm sorry!" After hearing Qin Bing's words, Qin Feng also woke up from his obsession, and apologized hastily.

"This bone was almost broken by you."

Qin Bing waved his hands dumbfounded, and was about to enter the room, but was stunned again, because all the copybooks written by Qin Feng were placed on the tables on the floor of the room, and there was no place to step down.

"Qin Feng, you are really crazy!"

Qin Bing shook his head, and said: "Calligraphy and painting can certainly fascinate people, but after all, they should focus on nourishing one's mind. There's no need to make it look like this, right?"

Qin Bing boasted that he was good at everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and he had copied Wang Xizhi's "Lanting Collection Preface" back then, but he didn't behave like Qin Feng. The kennel is average.

"Brother Qin Bing, don't talk about that, just take a look at my words..."

Qin Feng interrupted Qin Bing with a wave of his hand, pulled him to the side of the table, pointed to the writing he had just finished, and said, "Come and evaluate it, see what is the difference from Wang Xizhi's original post? "

"Huh? You wrote this?" After seeing Qin Feng's words, Qin Bing couldn't help being stunned, took a step forward, and began to observe carefully.

Hanging in the main hall is Wang Xizhi's original post. Qin Bing can make a comparison just by raising his head, which is very intuitive to observe.

But the more the comparison, the more shocked Qin Bing's face became, because he found that no matter in terms of font size, strokes, strength or charm, the two characters are actually exactly the same.

Qin Bing is also a warrior who transforms strength. After refining the aura of the spirit pool during this period of time, his cultivation has improved a lot. It stands to reason that his eyesight is not bad, but no matter how he compares it, he can't find the difference between the two pictures. any minor differences.

"Qin Feng, this...you really wrote this?" Qin Bing raised his head after a while, and couldn't help asking again.

"Of course, if I didn't write it, who else could have written it?" Qin Feng laughed loudly when he heard the words, and said, "With this copybook, my calligraphy can also be listed as a master?"

Speaking of his cultivation, Qin Feng is still a little confused, because he has been promoted several times in a daze, and this time he almost played himself to death.

But this calligraphy was written by Qin Feng one stroke at a time. It can achieve such an effect in a month. Qin Feng is really proud of it from the bottom of his heart.

"It's more than just a master!" Qin Bing shook his head and said, "This is simply at the level of a contemporary calligrapher. No, Qin Feng, you have to give me this calligraphy."

Qin Bing's words sounded a little flattering, but he really didn't flatter Qin Feng, because the artistic level reflected in this painting fully deserves the title.

"Hey, the book sage is a bit too old!"

Qin Feng laughed, put the picture on the table to the other side, spread out another piece of rice paper, and said: "It's rare to have a confidant in life, Brother Qin Bing, I'll give you a copy of my "Lanting Collection Preface" to you." you……"

In the past month, it's not that no one came to Qin Feng. For example, Huangpu Wudi came several times, but every time he was pulled by Qin Feng to review the copybooks, Qin Feng would always know what it means to be disappointed.

It is not a problem at all to let Huangpu Invincible take the head of a general among the millions of troops, but let Huangpu Invincible read the words, it will really kill him.

According to Huangpu Wudi's words, these things are disgusting to wipe their asses, so why waste so much effort on them?Qin Feng was so angry that he almost couldn't hold back his internal injuries.

So at this moment, apart from seeing Qin Bing who knows how to appreciate him, Qin Feng suddenly felt like a confidant, and he was about to write a new one for Qin Bing right away.

"Your own "Lanting Collection Preface"?" Qin Bing was a little confused about Qin Feng's words, but after seeing that Qin Feng had already picked up a pen and started writing on paper, he didn't ask any further.

"Huh? I understand!" Qin Bing understood after just reading a few lines.

Qin Feng's so-called "Lanting Collection Preface" is actually written in Wang Xizhi's original text, and the handwriting is also elegant and handsome, but it is done in one go, not a complete copy of the original post.

When Wang Xizhi wrote the "Preface to the Collection of Lanting", it was an impromptu work in Lanting when he was drunk.

At that time, many friends gathered in Lanting. One said that he wanted to write a "Lanting Collection" and asked Wang Xizhi to write the preface, so he created "Lanting Collection Preface". Because it was improvised, it was inevitable that mistakes would be written, so there were traces of alteration.

In fact, it was this Lanting Preface written like a rough draft written by Wang Xizhi, which was Wang Xizhi's pinnacle work. After he sobered up, he even said to himself that he would never be able to write such a work again.

It seems that the traces of alterations on the "Shenlong Tie Lanting Preface" of later generations are actually a complete imitation of Wang Xizhi's original post, which is the same as the one written by Qin Feng just now.

However, the copybook that Qin Feng is writing now does not imitate the broken pen, but directly writes down the entire "Lanting Preface".

In ancient times, such as Yan Zhenqing, a famous calligrapher in the Tang Dynasty, also wrote the "Lanting Collection Preface" without breaking the pen, which has also been passed down through the ages and has been sought after by countless people as treasures.

"Good! Good word!!"

It took Qin Feng more than half an hour to write more than 300 words. After finishing writing, sweat stains appeared on his forehead. Obviously, he spent a lot of energy. After finishing the last stroke, Qin Bing beside him couldn't help applauding loudly.

"Brother Qin Bing, I will give you this picture!"

Qin Feng put the brush next to him, stood back two steps, carefully figured it out for a while, then changed to a fine brush, and wrote his name on it.

"Give this to me?"

Qin Bing showed joy on his face. In terms of calligraphic attainments, Qin Feng's calligraphy is no worse than Wang Xizhi's, and even surpasses it in terms of strength, which has extremely high artistic value.

Another point is that Qin Bing knew Qin Feng's identity, and his act of presenting the word was equivalent to being bestowed by the emperor. For Qin Bing, this significance may be even more significant.

"Qin Feng, do you have a seal?"

The only thing that makes Qin Bing dissatisfied is that although Qin Feng's signature is on this copybook, it is not stamped with a seal, which is a bit of a fly in the ointment.

"No."

Qin Feng shook his head and said: "I originally wanted to engrave a seal, but I couldn't find a good jade, so I put it on hold. Or... I can find a random stone and engrave one first?"

In the outside world, except for financial or company seals, private individuals rarely use seals now. Qin Feng originally had one, but he didn't bring it into this space.

"Coincidentally, I have a piece of good jade here..."

Hearing Qin Feng's words, Qin Bing couldn't help laughing, took out a piece of jade the size of a baby's fist from his arms, and said, "This is the white jade from the Three Realms Mountains. Look at this oil, it's no worse than the Hetian jade from outside..."

"Huh? The Three Realms still produce jade?"

Qin Feng was taken aback when he heard the words, took a look at the piece of white jade with no trace of impurities in his hand, nodded immediately, and said: "The quality of this jade is higher than that of Hetian jade, and it is a rare and good item... "

What kind of vision is Qin Feng? Once he gets started, he knows that this square jade is very precious. Even in this place, it is probably the most top-notch beautiful jade.

In fact, Qin Feng really guessed right, this piece of jade was the best piece that Qin Bing picked out from Qin's warehouse.

Qin Bing had just ascended the throne of the patriarch, and originally wanted to carve this piece of white jade into his patriarch's seal, but now he saw that Qin Feng didn't have a suitable jade, so he took it out.
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