Dao fruit.

Yuanning Mansion, the main hall of the Zhang Family Mansion.

The hall occupies a large area, with an antique flavor, the floor is covered with square bricks, mahogany tables and chairs are placed in the hall, and the room is filled with sandalwood.

The ancestors of the Zhang family prospered through the imperial examinations, and later turned to business through their contacts, leaving behind a large family business. By the generation of Mr. Zhang, they have become pure merchants.

With a sick body, Mr. Zhang sat on the main seat. His face was sallow, there was a faint blackness between his brows, and his lips were pale, but his whole spirit was out of the illness.

In front of Mr. Zhang, the two rows of chairs on the left and right were full of people, some old and some young, all of them were brightly dressed, with extraordinary manners, exuding the taste of pampering, only the first seat on the left was vacant.

These people have different expressions, some are joyful, some are calm, and there are those with joy and anger, their faces are gloomy, but no one speaks, they are all listening to the young man sitting on the right.

"These few words..."

This young man was wearing dark clothes and a square scarf. He was not very old, but he didn't look immature. His eyebrows were slender and his eyes were bright.

He took a few pieces of withered yellow paper, looked at them again and again, and finally shook his head and said: "This word is not good. It has form but no spirit. It looks like a shape, but it is actually a fake imitation. When I was in Guanzhong, people often held Many people have the same attainments as this person when I come to ask for advice on my calligraphy, and some are even slightly better."

While the young man was talking, he put down the paper and smiled faintly, seemingly humble, but showing an air of arrogance.

Mr. Zhang frowned slightly, and said, "Young Master Qi's name. I have heard about it for a long time, and he was famous in Guanzhong three years ago. He is known as the sage of juvenile calligraphy, and the handwriting is really shocking. It's just these few pictures. It was written by a friend of the child, and it did have the effect of suppressing evil spirits before, helping the old man out of illness..."

Before the host could finish speaking, the young man smiled and said, "Master Zhang, I'm here in Shu. It's for Saburo's sake, not to compare calligraphy with others. I don't care about that man's calligraphy." Don't care, and don't need to care, I just ask you, this time you are infected with evil. Whose words suppressed the evil spirit?"

Being interrupted, Mr. Zhang was naturally unhappy, but he knew the truth after hearing the young man's words. Although the few words brought by his eldest son Zhang Zhen once suppressed the evil spirit for a while.Let his condition improve, but it didn't take long for him to relapse again, and it even got worse. If it wasn't for the young man in front of him, he might really die.

This is life saving grace.

At this time.A young man next to the boy stood up and said, "Father. I have heard of Qiu Yan, after all, he is the head of the Daoist Examination in Yuanning Mansion, but some people say that he got the head of the case through connections. It seems that the intention is not right, such a person can write good characters, but how can they suppress evil with characters? I guess it was just a coincidence before, but Mr. Qi is different, he is the sage of Guanzhong calligraphy! Characters can communicate with ghosts and gods!"

The young man who spoke was Master Zhang's third son, named Zhang Yu.

The master of the Zhang family has many wives and concubines, and the only son is Zhang Zhen. Zhang Yun was born to a concubine and is a concubine. It stands to reason that he is not qualified to inherit the family property, but Master Zhang intends to let Zhang Zhen become a talent in the imperial examination, so the other sons have contacts. Zhang Yu is taking care of the Guanzhong industry, so he has the opportunity to strengthen some personal characters in Guanzhong.

Suddenly, the young man sitting next to Zhang Yu said: "Third brother is exaggerating, it's just writing, can it really cure diseases?"

This man is also Master Zhang's son, named Zhang Jin, who is also a concubine, but has a good friendship with Zhang Zhen. He saw Zhang Yu slandering Zhang Zhen's friends in his words, so he spoke out.

However, as soon as Zhang Yu said this, before Zhang Yu responded, the boy turned around and gave Zhang Jin a cold look. The look in his eyes made Zhang Jin's whole body icy cold, and he couldn't help but tremble.

"I, Qi Jiulian, am not here to listen to your comments, and you are not qualified to comment on my words. If Zhang Yu hadn't invited me, I should have talked about mysteries with Bai Zhaoyuan and others at this time. Why did I come to the backcountry of Jiannan Road? "

This Qi Jiulian, known as the Juvenile Calligrapher, is a well-known calligrapher in Guanzhong. Although he is young, his handwriting has already entered the hall, and even reached the heavens. When the late emperor was there, he was summoned many times.

After hearing his words, there was commotion among all the people present, and many people whispered.

"Bai Zhaoyuan? I've heard of this name before, the most talented man in the world!"

"This Qi Jiulian can talk about mysteries with Bai Zhaoyuan! It's amazing!"

……

Because of a name, everyone's attitude towards Qi Jiulian changed suddenly.

Just at this time, a servant came from outside the hall, in a hurry, as if something urgent had happened.

"What's the fuss?"

As soon as the servant entered the hall, he didn't care about bowing to other people, so he came to Master Zhang.

"Master, Liu Mansion and Zheng Mansion knew about Mr. Qi, and sent people over to ask for a letter. According to them, both masters passed out and fell unconscious."

Master Zhang was surprised when he heard the words: "Huh? Liu Ningyuan and Zheng Chenghu? A few days ago, they took a few pictures from me. Isn't it already getting better? Why did it suddenly get worse?"

Zhang Yu seized the opportunity and said: "Father, everyone said that the previous few words were just a coincidence. Since they sent someone to come, I quickly asked Brother Qi to write two words and send them. It is important to save lives!"

That Qi Jiulian also said: "Alright, this is an opportunity, I can write on the spot, let you see what is the charm of calligraphy."

Hearing this, Mr. Zhang nodded and ordered people to go down. After a while, several servants came over carrying the table, carrying pens, ink, papers and inkstones, and set them up in the center of the hall.

Qi Jiulian was also polite, stepped forward, picked up a pen, and spread out the paper.

Immediately, his whole aura changed. His seemingly thin body actually released a faint aura, giving people the feeling of looking up from a high mountain!

"Those who have a deep knowledge of books can only see the spirit, but not the shape of the characters!"

Saying a sentence in his mouth, Qi Jiulian showed a smile, just like a Buddha holding a flower, calmly, turning his wrist, and the brush moved as he wanted!

In his heart, the love and pursuit of calligraphy turned into thoughts and spread out, arousing the aura around him.

At this moment, the lobby, the table, the people, and the pen seemed to be integrated into one, and there was a feeling of naturalness. The ink marks under the pen emerged, intersected and meandering, and roared out with momentum!

Two pieces of paper, two words, are blessings!

Once the characters are completed, the charm soars to the sky, filling the hall, making everyone present feel blessed. Even those who are interested in the way of calligraphy, seeing Qi Jiulian's movements and expressions when he writes, he will feel emotional in his heart.

"This is calligraphy!"

Snapped!

Qi Jiulian put down his pen, his expression restrained, his eyes flickering, he picked up the two words and shook them, the ink marks on the paper seemed to burst into colorful light!

The wind blows the paper, and the ink dries itself.

"This is the charm, and it is not comparable to those who have nothing but form."

Qi Jiulian was young, with the arrogance and arrogance of a young man, his deeds shocked everyone in the room, he was naturally proud, and stood with his hands behind his back.

The servants of Liu's and Zheng's mansions hurried forward, each took a piece, thanked them repeatedly, and left impatiently.

This time, everyone in the lobby looked at Qi Jiulian with a different look. Even Zhang Jin, after seeing the scene where Qi Jiulian splashed ink into words, all showed surprise.

Not long after, someone came to the door again, also begging for words, but this group of people hadn't left yet, and someone came from behind. For a while, Zhang's family came and went!

In this flow of people, Zhang Zhen and Qiu Yan arrived outside the mansion.

Looking at the scene of people coming and going at the side door, Zhang Zhenxin muttered, but still turned his head and said: "My dear brother, you wait here, I will let someone announce and open the main door to welcome you."

"Don't be so troublesome." Qiu Yan shook his head.

"Yes, this matter can't be sloppy..." Zhang Zhen said, and someone went in to report.

Not long after, the man came back and said with a troubled expression: "Eldest young master, the master ordered you to take Mr. Qiu to the wing to rest. After you finish your work, you will meet Mr. Qiu at night."

"What?" Zhang Zhen stared at him, "If it weren't for those few words, I don't know what kind of chaos the house would have been in. Now that brother Qiu came back from a long trip, he didn't have time to rest, so he rushed here without stopping. It's unreasonable to greet you, why only arrange it in the wing room? No, where is my father, I'll go argue with him!"

The person who returned the report looked distressed, glanced carefully at Qiu Yan, and whispered in Zhang Zhen's ear: "Master is entertaining the young Shengzheng in the lobby to write with others, suppressing evil spirits, you should bear it first..."

How could his words escape Qiu Yan's ears.

"Young scholar? A young man dares to say that he has profound attainments in the way of the law and can write with charm. In this way, he can indeed mobilize his thoughts and spiritual energy to suppress the evil spirit. It's just that the evil spirit is only tiny, and the real root is that Using calligraphy and painting can only suppress the person or monster performing the spell for a while, but not the root cause."

Thinking of this, he had an idea. Seeing that Zhang Zhen was still upset, he walked over and said, "Brother Zhang, calm down. Since your father's condition has improved, it doesn't make any difference whether I go or not."

"Look at this incident..." Zhang Zhen looked ashamed, "To be honest, I have some disagreements with my third brother. He invited the young scholar over this time. He probably wanted to take this opportunity to hurt my prestige at home, but My dear brother, you have been humiliated. I have already asked what happened. It was the young scholar who belittled your handwriting, but he didn’t know that it was a work you practiced when you were still in calligraphy. I will definitely report it to my father... "

Qiu Yan shook his head: "Forget it, don't fight for a moment's gain or loss. I heard from you earlier that Sun Xingming failed to ask for words twice, and now he is ill. Since I'm here, you might as well go and have a look."

Seeing that Qiu Yan wanted to leave, Zhang Zhen became more and more ashamed, but he also knew his father's temper and his third brother's disposition. Now that he was in the past, he was afraid of humiliating himself, so he nodded and took Qiu Yan to Sun Xingming's house. go.

As soon as the two left, Zhang's mansion went underground, and the two figures gradually solidified.

Two minds conversing—

"I was chased and beaten by that lunatic earlier, and I almost missed the job. I didn't expect Zhang's family to be so bold that they wanted to interfere with supernatural powers with humane calligraphy! This Qi Jiulian is probably the Zhang family boy who asked for help!" read.

Then, Piao Miaozhi said: "That's right, since I've bumped into it, this kid's calligraphy humanity must be broken!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m. to read.)