Abandoning the Emperor and Paying the World: Peerless Master

Zixi didn't dare to make a sound.

Master just sat quietly at the desk.

His posture is elegant, and the pen and ink moves, the picture is extremely beautiful, revealing a quaint and elegant charm.

The sound of birds chirping outside the window is clear.

A gust of breeze blows into the room. [

The silky black hair fluttered gently.

Tranquil, beautiful, ethereal.

It's just a little cold and elusive, as if he and he are from two worlds.

Zixi's gaze shifted from Duanhua's elegant figure to the desk.

Although she lives in this room, except for the simple bed, everything in the room is actually used by the master. She has no chance to discuss the issue of privacy, and the master has come here in a grandiose manner. Go freely.

The desk that Master is currently using was moved by Uncle Feng alone this morning. It is more like lifting than moving. Uncle Feng swaggered into the room holding the desk high with one hand. On the desk, apart from the four treasures of the study, is Master pruned the green bamboo flower disc all morning.

The short table not far from the desk has been placed for several days, with a straw mat underneath, and a few incense books scattered on it, which are prescriptions for various spices. She flipped through a few pages, and Master Never mind other people flipping his book.On the low table are all utensils for spices, such as incense burners, porcelain jars, incense spoons, incense powder, etc., and many other utensils that she can't name.

Usually, the things that Master has used up are left in the same place, read a book, and throw it away after reading.For example, the flowers and leaves left over from his pruning all morning are scattered across the desk and under the desk at the moment. Regarding this, Uncle Feng will not tidy it up even if he sees it, unless the master asks him to tidy it up, but the effect is often better than that. It was even worse before it was sorted out, so these tasks were basically put on the kind Wanniang.

Therefore, she is also very curious, how does such a large Suxinzhuang keep it spotless?

Thinking of this, I suddenly saw Master approaching me quietly.

Duanhua put three sheets of paper full of characters on the low mahogany table, and said, "From today onwards, you will copy the characters according to the teacher's words. This is the content of the first three pages of the Sutra. The order must not be confused. I'll write the rest to you later."

Zixi nodded subconsciously, looked at the densely packed characters on the paper, and wondered if the master wanted to train her to be a calligrapher of a generation?