The new era of chaos begins in the Song Dynasty

Chapter 230 Who is injured between Zhongyong and me?
This is the first time Ergou has practiced calligraphy seriously in his two lives. To be honest, it was Ergou in his previous life, and his handwriting skills were not very good. He only practiced calligraphy once or twice in art class when he was in school. .

To put it bluntly, there is no foundation at all.

Miss Li is not a meticulous calligraphy educator, so she just briefly explained the basic standards of writing to Ergou.

Utensils such as the four treasures of the study, pen holders, felts, pen washers, pillow rulers and other utensils are only mentioned briefly. After all, Ergou is not a child, and he can know what he needs to know at a glance.

Li Qingzhao focused on correcting Ergou's writing posture, including the body's standing posture, how to hold the pen, how to move the wrist, etc. (The specific internal flexibility is there, but it is not watered down here).

To practice calligraphy, you have to start with regular script. The most classic routine is nothing more than the "Eight Methods of Yongzi". However, it is too early for Ergou to practice the "Eight Methods of Yongzi". He has to start with horizontal, vertical, left, dot and nip. start.

Ergou's hand is accustomed to holding a gun barrel, but now it has been replaced with a slender pen barrel, but it is always a bit awkward. He writes horizontally, but the horizontal strokes are uneven, and the vertical strokes are not straight. There are dots and lumps of ink, and every writing is skimming and pressing. Each time, it was completely different from the last time.

The reason for this situation is that Ergou did not grasp the strength and length of the stroke.

Just practicing like this is like trial and error while blindfolded. Most people want to practice something, but they can't even think about it within a few months.

Ergou naturally had no love for so-called calligraphy, so he only wrote a few strokes on papyrus. Seeing that his writing was getting worse and worse, he soon became impatient.

Li Qingzhao was still watching with a smile at first, but after a while, she realized Ergou's impatience. She stretched out her delicate hand, gently held Ergou's pen-holding palm, and said: "Relax ! Don’t hold the pen so stiffly, and follow my strength to move the pen.”

Ergou looked back and looked at Miss Li's delicate face. He took a gentle breath, and a faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus penetrated his heart and lungs. His sense of smell was as sharp as Ergou's, and he could even distinguish a little bit of it that was unique to the girl - - place - the slightest fragrance of the child.

Ergou was not the kind of inexperienced junior brother, but he was able to suppress some thoughts in his heart, and instead held his breath and concentrated, and the power in his hand followed Li Qingzhao's strength.

Due to the huge difference in strength between the two, Ergou was unable to hold back at first, which caused Li Qingzhao to make repeated mistakes in his writing. Fortunately, Ergou continued to unload his strength and gradually figured out the trick, only using it in vain. Strength follows.

Since then, the two of them have been able to write some interesting strokes.

Only writing to the beginning, Li Qingzhao no longer obsessed with the strokes, but directly used the pen to write a poem that Ergou had never read.

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The wind blows suddenly,
Blow and wrinkle a pool of spring water.

In the path where the mandarin ducks are fragrant,
Hands move red apricots.

Douya leans alone on the langan,
The jasper scratched its head and fell sideways.

I hope you will not come all day long,
Raise your head to hear the magpie's joy.

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After Ergou read it, he felt that the first two sentences were quite familiar, but he thought it was Li Qingzhao who composed the lyrics in history, so he laughed and said, "Amei's lyrics are very good!"

Li Qingzhao didn't want to but glared at him and said: "You come to laugh at me! This is the lyrics of Feng Yansi, the prime minister of the Southern Tang Dynasty!"

When Ergou heard this, he quickly apologized and said, "My sister is so embarrassed because my brother made a mistake! I have never read this poem, but I mistakenly thought it was written by my sister."

But these words really annoyed Li Qingzhao. She threw away the jade hand holding the pen and said coquettishly: "Feng Yansi's "Visit to Kinmen" is a must-read article for all literati in the world. How come you haven't read it?! Yet here you lie to deceive the slave family! "

From the Five Dynasties period to the early Northern Song Dynasty, the two most recognized lyricists in the world were Li Yu and Feng Yansi of the Southern Tang Dynasty. Their poetry must be studied by all literati who like poetry in the Song Dynasty.

In particular, Feng Yansi's masterpiece "Visiting Kinmen" is as well-known to the literati of the Song Dynasty as Meng Haoran's "Chunxiao" and Li Shen's "Compassion to the Farmers" were to primary school students in later generations.

Ergou said that he had never read it, how could Mrs. Li believe it?

Ergou screamed and said, "How could I ever deceive my sister! Master Pang has never read this work to me, so how can I know its origin!"

Li Qingzhao stared at Ergou, but still asked angrily: "Didn't Aunt Pang teach you, and didn't you read it elsewhere?"

Ergou said: "Except for my wife and you, I have never talked about poetry with any outsider. How can I know about it?!"

Li Qingzhao said suspiciously: "That's not right! You haven't communicated with others, and you haven't read more poems by predecessors, but how can you write such a good work? Is it a gift from heaven?"

Ergou opened his eyes and lied: "Maybe! I started to learn how to read, but every once in a while when I was sleeping, I felt someone reciting poems in my ears. Some of them I can remember, but some I can't remember clearly. .

Because I often heard Mrs. Pang reciting the scriptures, I didn't pay much attention to it. Only when I copied it and gained some fame did I realize that there was something wrong with it.Sister, my poetic talent is like a loft in the sky, with no real foundation. "

Ergou made up this story to put it bluntly, he was trying to patch himself up. If he got to know Li Qingzhao, they would inevitably have to discuss poetry and articles together in the future.

It just so happens that he is a descendant, and the old versions of classical vernacular texts such as "Three Kingdoms" and "Journey to the West" are a bit difficult to read. How dare he risk his life to discuss those super professional things with someone like Li Qingzhao? Show your bottom.

Not to mention Ergou, even a doctoral student majoring in ancient literature would not be as good as Kong Yiji, who had several ways to write the word "fennel".

Li Qingzhao looked at Ergou faintly, then took a deep breath and said, "Is this really the case?"

Ergou pretended to smile bitterly and said: "How dare I make up such a thing? Let alone leak it to the outside world! That is to say, Amei can tell the truth in person, as a brother."

Li Qingzhao clapped his hands, gritted his teeth and said, "I didn't expect that what Wang Jinggong saw as a young man would happen to me again! Brother, would you like to believe in the slave family?"

Ergou nodded and said, "I believe you!"

Li Qingzhao only waved his hand, but said boldly: "Okay! Brother! The slave family will never let you become the second Fang Zhongyong!"

Ergou was a little dumbfounded, girl!What is my relationship with that guy Fang Zhongyong? !
Of course Ergou knew about Fang Zhongyong. Wang Anshi's "Shang Zhongyong" was one of the famous stories in middle school textbooks in later generations.

But the two dogs didn't know that Fang Zhongyong's story was equally famous in this era.

Wang Anshi and Fang Zhongyong were of the same age and from the same hometown.

In the third year of Tiansheng (1025), Fang Zhongyong, a five-year-old who was self-taught without a teacher, started writing poems, which shocked the countryside.

In the second year of Ming Dynasty (1033), 14-year-old Wang Anshi followed his father back to Jinxi to visit relatives, and met Fang Zhongyong at his uncle's house.He asked Fang Zhongyong to write a few poems. Disappointingly, Fang Zhongyong's poems were not outstanding, and the former "prodigy writer" was not as smart and talented as the legend said.

In the first year of Kangding (1040), when the adult Wang Anshi visited relatives in Jinxi again, Fang Zhongyong had returned to being a farmer.

Three years later, Wang Anshi wrote the article "Injury to Zhongyong".

Later, Wang Anshi presided over the reform and reform. Many people went to his hometown to confirm this matter. The purpose was self-evident, and the results were self-evident.Because no one has ever jumped out to accuse Wang Anshi of cheating in this regard.

However, Li Qingzhao believed that Ergou should be like the young Fang Zhongyong at this time, who knew poetry without a teacher, or that Fang Zhongyong was just like Ergou said, he got poems in his dream.

Only Fang Zhongyong has never told the truth like Ergou.

Wang Anshi wrote an essay saying that Fang Zhongyong had a talent given by heaven but could not learn it, so he was lost to everyone!
There is only one word "injury".The two dogs also received a dream from heaven. Li Qingzhao wanted to let him go to school to improve himself, but he wanted to see if he could rise to the top and become a genius!
The two of them were thinking about each other, but suddenly a voice came from outside the door: "Who wants to become the second Fang Zhongyong?"

Ergou and Li Qingzhao looked at it, but it turned out to be Li Qingzhao's stepmother, Li Wang.

Ergou felt a little like he was secretly kissing his girlfriend but was caught by his mother-in-law, but he cupped his fists and bowed in salute: "Young man has seen Mrs. Li!"

Li Qingzhao said somewhat calmly: "Why did Auntie come to Nuxiu Pavilion?"

However, Li Wang ignored Li Qingzhao's question and only smiled at Ergou: "You are a little self-aware, and you also know that your own family is dissolute! How can you sneak into the boudoir of your daughter's house in broad daylight? Morality?!"

Ergou smiled awkwardly.

But Li Qingzhao said angrily: "Why did Auntie say this!"

However, Mrs. Li ignored Ergou and did not deal with Li Qingzhao. She only turned around and looked at Li Qingzhao's boudoir, and then said loudly: "The books in Abao's boudoir are messy, and they have been like a day for several years!"

When Li Qingzhao heard this, the anger on his little face became even more angry. He only had two dogs present, but it was hard to get angry, so he sneered: "Auntie is always dressed in silk, brocade and emerald belt, how much money does she have in her belly?" What a thing?!"

Li Qingzhao's words were insinuating that his aunt's literary talent was shallow and that she was a loser.

Li Wang is also a talented person. How could she not hear Li Qingzhao's sarcasm? However, she also knew that she could not compete with Mrs. Li's sharp teeth and sharp tongue. However, she stopped her thoughts and only said: "Abao, your father knows." The young brother of the Chen family came here, but he sent me to keep him as a guest. I have brought the words, you can just wait and play on your own. "

After Mrs. Li finished speaking, she found a free place to sit down and looked at the two young men and women with a smile.

Li Qingzhao was surprised and said, "How did dad know that Brother Chen's coming here? Ah! It must have been Douchong'er who tipped off the secret!"

Li Wangshi smiled and said: "Ah Bao is so careless! He got a good poem, but he never thought about appreciating it with my husband and concubine. He only cared about his own happiness! He is still considerate and filial, and he knows how to share good things!"

Li Qingzhao wanted to say something: This is what kind of poem my brother gave me. How can I read it equally with you? !
It's just that these words made Li Qingzhao so bold, but he was also a little unable to say them.

She asked: "Aren't you meeting guests in the front hall? How can you worry about this?"

Li Wangshi smiled and said: "Chao Wujiu and Dong Wuzi are all close friends, so they can be considered foreigners! By the way, what did you mean when you mentioned Fang Zhongyong just now?"

Ergou and Li Qingzhao looked at each other, and Ergou said: "Mrs. Haojiao knows that the boy's calligraphy skills are poor, but he was a little careless when receiving instructions from Madam Li. Madam Li is warning me about Fang Zhongyong's injury, so that I can Practice hard and don’t be arrogant!”

However, Mrs. Li was surprised when she heard this and asked curiously: "The Chen family's young brother's calligraphy skills are very bad? Sister Pang is a famous calligraphy talent. How can the disciples she teaches be worse! And with concubine Let’s take a look at your books.”

this?Madam, can you stop doing so many things?
It's a pity that the two people's thoughts couldn't stop Li Wang's gossip. She got up and went to the desk where the two had just practiced calligraphy, but she picked up the papyrus Er Gou had just practiced on and looked through it.

All right!Mrs. Li felt that her eyes had been extremely cruelly polluted!
How can this be called calligraphy?Even a three-year-old can write much better than this.

Mrs. Li only read it once, but slapped the pieces of paper on the table, and said with a troubled face: "You... wait a moment, I'll go wash my eyes first!"

After saying that, she ran out of the Xiuge Pavilion in a hurry, leaving only a string of uncontrollable laughter.

Ergou looked at Li Qingzhao, who had a black line on his face, with a grimace, but asked: "Mei, what should I do now?"

Li Qingzhao gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "What else can I do! Keep practicing! Practice hard! Until you are blameless!"

Ergou sighed, picked up the brush, spread out a piece of straw paper, and continued practicing.

He only wrote two lines, but his hand and pen were once again held by gentle palms. He raised his head and saw Mrs. Li's little face again. The two looked at each other and smiled as if they had a tacit understanding, and then continued their previous practice. word mode.

After the two of them had filled up two pieces of paper, a harsh cough came from the door, but unfortunately they turned a deaf ear.

Li Wangshi's voice sounded again: "Learning calligraphy is all about learning calligraphy. How dare you pull and pull like this? How can you behave like this?!"

While Li Qingzhao accompanied Ergou to write, he said: "If my aunt is infected with the wind and cold, why not go back and rest! Be careful of the cold and the aggravation of the wind and hoarseness of the voice!"

This damn girl came to curse me!

Wang Li was angry, but said: "Ah Bao, your father knew that the little brother of the Chen family was here, but he had no objection. He only sent my aunt to take care of me, so as to prevent you from being unstable and doing something bad." It’s something I can’t bear to say. On this occasion, you must know some sense of propriety!”

When Li Qingzhao heard this, although he was still a little angry, he did not lose his temper. He just let go of Ergou's hand, took two steps back, and then watched him write.

At the same time, Li Wang also looked over and said, "Brother from the Chen family, Sister Pang is famous for her excellent calligraphy skills. Didn't she teach you how to practice calligraphy?"

Ergou stopped writing and said, "Earlier, I was diligent in practicing martial arts. Master Pang only allowed me to read scriptures and history, but he never taught me how to write or write."

"That's it!" Mrs. Li immediately understood what Master Pang was up to. After all, she was also a member of [Mulan Ji], and she knew how to train a serious demon-suppressor.

However, Mrs. Li restrained her manners and said sternly to Li Qingzhao: "Ah Bao, when little brother Chen is practicing calligraphy, you should choose some classics and history books and read them beside him!"

Li Qingzhao was stunned when he heard this, and asked curiously: "Why is it like this?!"

Wang Li said: "Don't ask any more questions! This will be of great benefit to Brother Chen! If you get the chance in the future, you will understand everything!"

Li Qingzhao was extremely curious, but now was not the time to get to the bottom of it. She picked up a book from the pile on the side, stood next to Ergou, and started reading softly.

When Ergou listened to the book, he felt extremely familiar with it.

"Qin Xiaogong took control of Weihan..."

How can I not be familiar with it?

"On the Passage of Qin" by Jia Yi of the Western Han Dynasty is a compulsory chapter in high school Chinese textbooks. Ergou had memorized it in his previous life.

Ergou listened to the familiar chapter and his writing moved accordingly.

Of course, he was not dictating [Guo Qin Lun], but copying the content that Li Qingzhao had previously tutored.

Ergou was able to use one year to practice the art of fast spear to the level that others would have worked hard for ten years, and even exceeded the limit. The biggest reliance was on his talent of "Practice Makes Perfect".

This talent is really terrifying. As long as Ergou can concentrate, no matter what he practices, he can outperform others ten times by practicing it once.

Taking calligraphy training as an example, his growth in writing ten large characters was more effective than others in writing a hundred large characters.

Especially when Ergou gradually mastered the changes in the strength of his brushwork, he got better and better at writing, and his handwriting began to move closer to Li Qingzhao's handwriting.

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(End of this chapter)