Chapter 96 Treasures in the World

   After the sip of tea, the sip of tea is accompanied by small talk, and when the cup of tea is finished, it is time for Xu Guangling to leave automatically.

   But before I leave tonight, there is one more thing to do.

   In fact, it is not a problem, it is Xu Guangling who delivered yesterday's homework to Zhang Lao, which is the couplet written by Zhang Lao.

  Lao Zhang said yesterday, there is no rush, but since Xu Guangling has already come out, he will not hide it and put it there. - What are you doing?

   As for whether he was in such a hurry, whether it would be considered unstable by Zhang Lao or something, Xu Guangling did not consider it at all.

   As a junior, in front of an elder who is quite affectionate to him, it is enough to go straight and sincere. It seems inappropriate to consider this and that. Of course, it was Mr. Zhang Lao's knowledge and mind that made Xu Guangling make such a choice. If it is a change of elders, the situation may be different.

   After listening to Xu Guangling's second couplet, Zhang Lao's reaction was a long sigh, and then he asked further: "Humble words, what do you think about this yin and yang? What exactly does it mean?"

   There is nothing to hide, Xu Guangling told Zhang Lao in detail about his search and thinking last night.

  The two old men listened carefully. Yes, Xu Guangling found that the old man Chen's expression was very serious at this time, which was very different from the casual expression when Zhang Lao told it before. After listening to this, the two old people did not respond for a while.

  The living room was quiet.

After a while, Zhang Lao seemed to come back to his senses and waved to Xu Guangling: "Okay, my humble words, let's go here tonight, and we will continue tomorrow. Again, on the way back, be careful. point."

After Xu Guangling left, there were two people left in the living room. For a long time, maybe four or five minutes, it was still silent. The two old men sat there, both thoughtful and silent. .

   What broke the silence was after a long time, Mr. Zhang got up and walked from the living room to the study.

   Old Man Chen followed.

Mr. Zhang Lao took out a scroll from the large desk in the study, and slowly spread it out, but it was a blank calligraphy and painting banner. Standing in front of this blank banner, Mr. Zhang was calm. To the old man Chen: "Old Chen, you should come, my words are not worthy."

  The pen and ink are all ready-made, the pen holder is in the middle of the large desk, just move it over.

When    came to the position that Mr. Zhang had let out, the old man Chen pressed the banner with his hand. After looking at it carefully, he was surprised: "Good guy, Chengxintang's paper! Is it true or false?"

"I got it from the palace back then. It should be fake. It's probably faked during the Ming and Qing Dynasties, but the quality is not much worse than the original." Mr. Zhang said casually, and the next words showed that he really is Casually, "It's just an imitation, there's something good-looking, even if it's real, no matter how good it is, it's still paper for writing.

"Good Chinese cabbage is always eaten by pigs." Chen old man sighed, regardless of whether his words were suspected of scolding him, "I guess I will have the opportunity to write this on this kind of paper in a lifetime. Once, of course, be careful."

   After saying this, Old Man Chen looked at the ink on the bottom of the pen holder and said, "This ink is too bad! Is there a better one? Change it."

"I'm just a rude person, so where do you usually come from so much attention! Do you write? If you don't write, get out of the way!" Mr. Zhang's elegance in front of Xu Guangling is now completely gone. The action of rolling up his sleeves and waving his arms is completely in line with his self-proclaimed "rough guy".

   "Okay! I'll write, I'll write!" Old Man Chen repeatedly apologized.

   After this little clip, old man Chen stood in front of the unfolded banner, and he also remained calm for a while before taking a pen dipped in ink, waving his hand and writing.

   And this book, just in one go, without pause.

After he put the brush back in its original place, there were two more lines of neat big characters on the blank banner: "Nurturing is the way, and many sages in ancient times were like this; generally!"

   Of course, there are no punctuation marks.

You don't need to look carefully, just as soon as you drop your eyes, you can feel the two lines of large characters, the momentum is upright and dignified, and the brush strokes turn smoothly, and the overall writing is like splashing ink, without a pause, so that in general , This is a big mountain surrounded by clouds, surrounded by flowing clouds in the majestic mountains, or the sea standing on the mountain, and the sea is majestic with mountains and islands towering.

   Both dignified and ethereal, and the spirit and spirit coexist.

   It is indeed more than a grade higher than the picture that Mr. Zhang hangs in the living room, "Physical Fitness Like Pine".

   Looking at the two lines of words that came from his own hands, Old Man Chen actually felt a little bit of love at this moment. He stared at it for a while before moving away.

Then Mr. Zhang came over and took a writing brush. Also on this banner, in the lower left corner of the two lines of big characters, he swiped and wrote: "Xu Zhuoyan met Zhang Zaishan for the first time. Old friend Chen Changtian witnessed and wrote, Zhang is on the mountain postscript."

   "If there is no accident, in a hundred years, this book will be the treasure in the world."

   After putting the brush back on the pen holder, Mr. Zhang looked at the banner lying quietly on the desk in front of him and said lightly.

"It's already there now." The old man Chen's tone was full of envy, and he didn't forget to raise himself by the way, "The word of a generation of masters, a generation of national masters and imperial physicians, and a... Hehe." After speaking, he hehe twice inexplicably.

   But the meaning of his next words was very clear, and it couldn't be clearer: "Zhang Laoba, you have got a family heirloom."

"Heirlooms are not family heirlooms, but they are just dead things. It doesn't matter if they are given to you." Mr. Zhang said this, and before Old Man Chen was happy when he heard this, he continued: "Of course, it's impossible to give it to you. I came up with this couplet, not you. It's also me, not you, who I am dealing with."

   "This word is still written by Lao Tzu!" Old Man Chen was indignant.

   "Don't you know that there is a kind of person in this world called a helper?" Mr. Zhang said confidently.

   "Bah! I slapped you!" Old Man Chen was still angry, but of course he couldn't really slap someone.

After a little rioting, the study returned to a somewhat solemn atmosphere, Mr. Zhang coughed, and did not look at the old man Chen, but said lightly: "How, paving the way for such a person, your grandmaster of this generation , are you wronged?"

   "You're not wronged, so what's wrong with me." Old Man Chen's anger disappeared, and his expression was quite serious at this time.

   "I finally got a sense of the mood of the teacher surnamed Yang back then when he wrote 'I want to plant a big tree and lean into the sky'." Mr. Zhang turned his head at this time, looked out the window, and said in a leisurely tone.

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