man forty

Chapter 423

Fang Hao asked his children to wash and put them to bed, and then went to the living room to use the four treasures of the study.

Su Boyuan looked at it, and said in surprise: "Your calligraphy is a bit interesting. It is domineering and unrestrained. It even writes the whole line in one stroke. It's like a fairy, coming and going without a trace. But, I don't understand what the word is?"

"This is crazy grass. Most people can't understand it. Only those who can make up their minds can understand it. You want to play too?"

Fang Hao put away his writing and handed the pen to Su Boyuan.

Su Boyuan is not good at calligraphy, but when he saw Fang Hao writing wild cursive, it was clearly scribbled, and he didn't talk about martial arts, so he got very excited and wrote with a penny.

He said: "In terms of writing, among the old people of our generation, Ling Tian is considered the best. One pair of his calligraphy has sold for 5000 million. Although there is some suspicion of flattery, the calligraphy is indeed beautiful."

"What word? Copy it."

Fang Hao became interested. Zeng Lingtian is indeed proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, although Fang Hao couldn't appreciate the painting in Xu Jie's study.

"I can't write well either. Write it first, and then you can read what I sent you."

Su Boyuan read it silently, and then wrote a few words, which was a sentence: "Simple and beautiful, no one in the world can compete with it."

Fang Haodao: "This is a sentence from the Nanhua Jing Tian Dao. Quietness is sacred, movement is king, inaction is respect, and simplicity is unmatched by the world."

"Not bad, you can blurt it out. We were there at the time, and he asked a few of us after he wrote it. You know the source of this sentence, but we couldn't remember it. Although we all thought it was familiar at the time."

Su Boyuan raised his head, thoughtfully, and said: "This man, at a certain age, all he can see are memories. No, this picture is from 20 years ago."

"20 years ago?"

"Yes, we were gathering in the capital at that time. In the Tongque Terrace, we were talking about the national economic situation in the millennium. Everyone criticized Fang Qiu, oh, and talking about wind, flowers, snow and moon... Oh, can you imagine where this word is now?"

"Halo, how would I know."

"A person in the capital... who can't remember. If she gets sick in the future, I will beg you to treat her with all your strength. Except for your mother Zhou Zhou, she is the one who loves me the most."

"Who?"

"You don't know me either."

"Not necessarily, I will go to the capital for training and classes in a while, maybe I will get to know each other."

"Qin Jinyu."

"Qin Jinyu... I heard that she is Zeng Lingtian's woman, you...how do you have anything to do with her?"

"You really know each other? Who told you that she has something to do with Ling Tian?"

"Zhang Xiuying."

"Zhang Xiuying... Cheng Meigui's secretary? She dated Ling Tian for a while, and Ling Tian didn't marry her, so she remarried. That's not good for Ling Tian. He always provoked them, but he didn't marry them. He was playful when he was young, but he was doomed to be lonely when he was old."

Su Boyuan is like a few treasures, all he says are memories, he said: "Qin Jinyu... She is doing very well now, she said it very well... Oh, Fang Hao, your surgical ability is better than Huang Yidao, you will often go to the capital to support consultations in the future, maybe you will be transferred to the capital hospital that day, there is a Yudaihe nursing home..."

He was silent for a while, and then said: "She is fine now, let me tell you what the nursing home does. Come on, write and read."

Fang Hao was not in a hurry to write, but instead asked: "Professor Su, when you were young, you seemed to be very popular. You can be found everywhere."

Su Boyuan held his head high, and said: "When I was at the peak of my appearance, although I was not as handsome as you, I was about the same. In addition, I have a good ancestor, so I am not short of money, and most of the ancestors I associate with are well-known. Although I am not up to date and cannot be appointed as the successor by the ancestors, I can still pretend to be a tiger in the name of the Su family. Besides, I also drank some foreign ink of economics, and I have achieved a little..."

He heard Zhou Fen's cough coming from the room, and he remembered to pour water and let his wife take medicine, so he hurried in.

It is simple and the world cannot compete with it for beauty.

Looking at these words, Fang Hao thought of his girlfriend, Guo Lan, who was far away in the capital, and suddenly had another impulse, then took out the red paper and started to write.

After finishing writing, he waited for the ink to dry, then carefully rolled it up, packed it carefully, called the courier, and sent it downstairs overnight.

……

The peak of the sky.

Su Rou looked through Moments, and also saw the private message from her father, so she went upstairs to the study, and said to Zeng Lingtian who was playing chess, "Lingtian, my father said that there are four treasures of study in my husband's study, did you put them?"

"Oh, and then what?"

Zeng Lingtian didn't take his eyes off the chessboard, because he had already reached the official stage, and according to the normal routine, he would win three pieces.

"My husband found it and thought it was from me, so he used it to write. Look, what he wrote is simple and the world can't compete with it..."

"The beauty of simplicity... Quickly cast it on the screen and let me see it."

Zeng Lingtian's hand holding the mouse trembled, and if he made a wrong click, he lost his mind, and immediately admitted defeat, and went to look at the words on the screen.

He said: "It's so-so, it seems that Xiao Guigui is proficient in medical skills, and he can't compare with me in calligraphy. I overestimated him."

Su Rou said: "I think this handwriting is not bad. The pen is full of pen and ink, and Huai Su is like a strong man drawing a sword. His expression is moving, and he turns back and forth. I don't know that my husband has this handwriting... Oh, but the case that my husband copied, his handwriting is very good, but I don't care... Oh, it's not that I don't care. Back then, I fell in love with my husband and chose him to be the man I married. Because of this word, the love letter he wrote to me was very good. He is handsome. Simple and honest, he looks like he has never seen the world, and his writing is also good, I think his character is not bad, and the doctor is kind, so I chose him."

The corners of Zeng Lingtian's mouth twitched coldly, and he said, "You're provoking me with the little tortoise again, which means I can't do it anymore, otherwise, I have to..."

"So, don't make trouble for my husband, let him accept me with peace of mind, remarry me, and let him satisfy me."

Su Rou stretched out her hand and said, "Here's the key, you can't go to your husband's house anymore. I was holding him in the hospital today, and he already suspected that I had other purposes. Even though I said I wanted to witness the glorious moment when he was elected as the dean, I knew that he didn't believe it at all."

"Don't worry, when I entered his house at noon, I had a special feeling again, which opened my mind. Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, if I have time, I will go in again."

Zeng Lingtian took out a key and threw it to Su Rou.

"Have you assigned the key? Are you crazy? If my husband finds out that you have the key to his house, he will definitely think that I gave it to him, and then he will annoy me to death. Ling Tian, ​​you are playing with fire like this, you are making trouble for me."

Su Rou frowned.

"Reciprocity, I will leave Tianzhifeng in two days. You can bring him to my place and let him visit my house. He may not agree to come, or dare not come. You can tell him that I have hidden something here. If he finds it, he will prosper."

Looking at the projection screen, Zeng Lingtian also had the urge to write, then started to write, then took pictures, and projected them on the screen. Compared with Fang Hao's, he frowned, then went back to write again, projected again, and compared again, but he was still not satisfied.

Su Rou smiled lightly, and said, "You said just now that your husband's handwriting is mediocre, but now that you compare it, yours is not as good as her husband's."

"Little Guigui...I don't accept it!"

Zeng Lingtian gritted his teeth and suddenly felt a splitting headache.

"Ling Tian, ​​you..."

Su Rou hurriedly asked the bodyguards to come in and give Zeng Lingtian a tranquilizer.

Hey, when you are old, you still can't afford to lose.

(End of this chapter)