Dao Fruit

Yuanning Mansion, the main hall of the Zhang family mansion.

The lobby occupies a large area and is antique. The floor is paved with square tiles, there are mahogany tables and chairs in the hall, and the room is filled with sandalwood.

The ancestors of the Zhang family prospered through the imperial examination, and later turned to business by leveraging their connections, leaving behind a large family business. By Mr. Zhang's generation, he had become a pure businessman.

Dragging his sick body, Mr. Zhang sat in the main seat. His face was sallow, there was a faint black air between his eyebrows, and his lips were pale, but his whole spirit was free from the illness.

In front of Mr. Zhang, the chairs on the left and right rows were full of people, old and young. They were all brightly dressed, distinguished, and exuding a sense of pampering. Only the first seat on the left was empty.

These people had different expressions, some showed joy, some remained calm, and some showed joy and anger, with gloomy faces, but no one spoke, and they were all listening to the young man sitting on the right.

"These words..."

This young man was wearing dark clothes and a square scarf. He was young, but not childish at all. He had slender eyebrows and bright eyes. He exuded the demeanor of a great scholar. When he opened his mouth, he looked like a great Confucian preaching truth.

He held a few pieces of yellow paper, looked at it again and again, and finally shook his head and said: "This word is not good. It has form but no spirit. It looks similar, but in fact it is just imitating others and making people laugh! When I was in Guanzhong, there were often people holding When I came to ask for advice on my calligraphy, many people’s attainments were the same as this person’s, and some were even slightly better.”

As the young man spoke, he put down the paper and smiled faintly. He seemed humble, but he showed an arrogant mood.

Mr. Zhang frowned slightly and said: "I have heard the name of Mr. Qi for a long time. Three years ago, he became famous in Guanzhong and was known as the Young Calligrapher. His handwriting is really shocking, but these few paintings, It was written by a friend of my childhood. It has indeed had the effect of suppressing evil spirits and helped me get rid of illness..."

Before the host could finish what he said, the young man smiled and said: "Mr. Zhang, I came to Shu for Sanlang's sake, not to compete with others on calligraphy. I don't care about that person's calligraphy." I don’t care, there’s no need to care, I’m just asking you: Whose words suppressed the evil spirit this time?”

Master Zhang was naturally unhappy to be interrupted, but after hearing what the young man said, he knew it was the truth. Although the few words his eldest son Zhang Zhen brought to him suppressed the evil spirits for a while and made his condition improve, they did not. It doesn't take long before it relapses again. It even got worse. If it hadn't been for the young man in front of him, he might have died.

This is a life saving grace.

At this time, a young man next to the boy stood up. He opened his mouth and said: "Father, I have also heard about Qiu Yan. After all, he is the head of the Taoist Examination in Yuanning Mansion, but some people say that he got the head of the case through connections. I think he has evil intentions. Such a person. Even if He can write good calligraphy, but how can he suppress evil with his calligraphy? It was probably just a coincidence before, but Mr. Qi is different, he is a calligrapher in Guanzhong! "

The young man who spoke was Mr. Zhang’s third son, named Zhang Yu.

The Zhang family has many wives and concubines, and only one legitimate son is Zhang Zhen. Zhang Yu is the son of a concubine and is not qualified to inherit the family property. However, Master Zhang is determined to let Zhang Zhen succeed in the imperial examination, so the other sons have contact with the family. Zhang Yu was taking care of Guanzhong's industry, so he had the opportunity to meet some people in Guanzhong.

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

This man is also the son of Mr. Zhang, named Zhang Jin. He is also a commoner, but he has a good relationship 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 young man turned around and gave Zhang Jin a cold look. That look made Zhang Jin's whole body go 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 discussed mysteries with Bai Zhaoyuan and others at this time, so why would I come to a remote place like Jiannan Road? "

This Qi Jiulian, known as the Young Calligrapher, is a famous calligrapher in Guanzhong. Although he is young, his calligraphy skills have long been in the hall, and even went up to heaven to hear it. The late emperor summoned him many times when he was there.

After hearing his words, everyone present was in a commotion, and many people were whispering.

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

"This Qi Jiulian can discuss mysteries with Bai Zhaoyuan! That's incredible!"

…

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

Just at this time, a servant came outside the hall, and he was in a hurry, as if he had encountered something urgent.

"Why are you so upset?"

As soon as the servant entered the lobby, he did not bother to salute other people and came to Master Zhang.

"Master, the Liu family and the Zheng family found out about Mr. Qi and sent people to ask for help. According to them, both masters have passed out and are unconscious."

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

Zhang Yu seized the opportunity and said: "Father, they all said that those few words were just a coincidence. Since they sent someone here, let Brother Qi write two words and send them over. It's important to help!"

Qi Jiulian also said: "Well, it's just an opportunity. I can write it on the spot, so that you can see what the charm of calligraphy is."

After hearing this, Mr. Zhang nodded and ordered people to go down. Within a moment, several servants came over carrying desks, pens, ink, paper and inkstones, and set them up in the center of the hall.

Qi Jiulian was not polite, walked forward, picked up the pen, and spread out the paper.

Suddenly, his whole aura changed. His seemingly thin body actually released a faint aura, giving people the feeling of standing tall on a mountain!

"Those who know the book well can only see the expression but not the characters!"

With a sentence in his mouth, Qi Jiulian showed a smile, just like Buddha holding flowers, calmly and calmly, turning his wrist and moving the brush according to his heart!

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

The lobby, tables, people, and pens seemed to be integrated into one at this moment, with a natural feeling. The ink marks under the pen emerged, crisscrossed and meandered, and they roared out with momentum!

Two pieces of paper, two words, both blessings!

As soon as the words were completed, the charm soared into the sky and filled the hall, giving everyone present a feeling of good fortune. Even those who were interested in calligraphy felt emotional in their hearts when they saw Qi Jiulian's movements and demeanor when writing.

"This is calligraphy!"

Snap!

Qi Jiulian put down his pen, with a restrained expression and twinkling eyes. He picked up the two words and shook them. The ink on the paper seemed to bloom with colorful light!

The paper moves and the wind blows, and the ink dries on its own.

"This is the charm, and it cannot be compared to mere appearance."

Qi Jiulian was young, with the arrogance and domineering momentum of a young man. His actions shocked the whole room, and he was naturally proud and stood with his hands behind his back.

The servants of Liu and Zheng Mansion hurried forward, each took one, thanked them profusely, and then left eagerly.

At this time, the eyes of everyone in the lobby looking at Qi Jiulian changed. Even Zhang Jin, after seeing the scene of Qi Jiulian splashing ink into characters, all looked shocked.

Not long after, another person came to the door, also begging for help. However, before these people left, another person came from behind. For a while, people came and went in the Zhang family's courtyard!

Amid the flow of people, Zhang Zhen and Qiu Yan arrived outside the house.

Looking at the scene of people coming and going at the side door, Zhang Zhen muttered in his heart, but still turned around and said: "Brother Xian, you wait here, I will let someone announce and open the main door to welcome you."

"No need to go to such trouble." Qiu Yan shook his head.

"It's important, we can't be careless about this..." Zhang Zhen said, leading someone to go in and report.

Not long after, the man came back and said with an embarrassed look: "Young master, I have asked you to take Mr. Qiu to the wing to rest. After you are done with your work for now, you can meet Mr. Qiu in the evening."

"What?" Zhang Zhen's eyes widened after hearing this, "If it weren't for those few words, the house would have been in chaos. Now that Brother Qiu has come back from a long trip, he rushes here non-stop without having time to rest. He is so kind and righteous that he doesn't open the front door. It doesn’t make sense to welcome him, so why only arrange it in the wing? No, where is my father? I’ll argue with him!”

The person who responded looked embarrassed, glanced at Qiu Yan carefully, and whispered in Zhang Zhen's ear: "The master is entertaining the young calligraphy sage in the lobby. The calligraphy sage is writing with others to suppress evil spirits. You'd better be patient for a while. …”

How could his words escape Qiu Yan's ears.

"Young calligrapher? A young man who dares to be called a calligrapher must have profound attainments in calligraphy and be able to write with verve. In this way, he can indeed mobilize his thoughts and spiritual energy to suppress evil spirits, but the evil spirits are only weak. The real root cause is the person or monster who cast the spell. Calligraphy and painting can only suppress it for a while, but it can only cure the symptoms but not the root cause. "

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

"Look at what happened..." Zhang Zhen said with a face of shame, "To be honest, my third brother and I are at odds with each other. He invited the young calligrapher here this time. He probably wanted to take the opportunity to undermine my prestige in the family, but he Dear brother, you have been humiliated. I have asked you clearly what happened. It was the young scholar who belittled your calligraphy, but he did not know that it was a calligraphy practice when you were not yet good at calligraphy. I must tell my father... "

Qiu Yan shook his head: "Forget it, let's not argue about temporary gains and losses. I heard you tell me earlier that Sun Xingming failed to ask for a letter twice and is now bedridden and unable to move. Since I'm here, I might as well go over and take a look."

Seeing Qiu Yan's intention to leave, Zhang Zhen became even more ashamed, but he also knew his father's temper and the character of his third brother. If he went over now, he was afraid of humiliating himself, so he nodded and led Qiu Yan towards Sun Xingming's home. Go.

As soon as the two left, two figures gradually solidified underground in the Zhang Mansion.

Two thoughts conversing——

"I was chased and beaten by that lunatic before, and I almost missed the point. I didn't expect the Zhang family to be so bold and want to use humane calligraphy to interfere with magical powers! This Qi Jiulian is probably the reinforcement that the boy from the Zhang family invited!" read.

Then, Piao Miao thought: "Yes, since we bumped into each other, this kid's calligraphy humanity will definitely be destroyed!" (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!