Crowned the New Han Dynasty

Chapter 19: Wen Qi Ge’s calligraphy is amazing
"The paper has arrived, and the pen and ink are in place. Now it's time to write, right? You can't let someone else do this step for you, right?"

Seeing Chen Xi arranging his pen and ink neatly, sitting at the table calmly and contemplating his artistic conception, Wang Xi couldn't help but laugh at him.

He had heard many rumors about Chen Zhi's academic level in the past. Not to mention being optimistic, he simply looked down upon him. The original intention of coming here was to humiliate him, but he was forced to spend money. How could he feel happy?He was waiting for Chen Zhi to write a nonsense article, then ridicule him, and then publicize it desperately to make Chen Zhi's reputation even worse.

He made eye contact with his three companions, and they all understood each other. They waited for a while to find an excuse and criticized them harshly.

As soon as the words fell, Chen Zhi looked over and said, "I'm just writing the letter for you, not writing it for you. You have to dictate the content of the letter. After all, outsiders have no way of knowing the emotions of family letters, so it's still troublesome for you. Come and dictate in turn."

This made everyone choke again, and also blocked Wang Xi's next words - he could have asked Chen Zhi to write it himself, but Chen Zhi made it very clear. Outsiders have no way of knowing the feelings of family letters, so it must be I'm going to fight in person, but...

Thinking that they had spent money and had to write a serious oral family letter in front of Chen Zhi, they felt as if they had eaten flies and felt very uncomfortable.

But when things got to this point, they couldn't allow a few people to back down. They could only write this down in their hearts and plan how to take revenge in order to get back to where they are today.

After thinking about it, the eyes of several people fell on Wang Xi. This time it was Wang Xi who took the lead, and now he had to bite the bullet first.

He slowly came to Chen Zhi and reluctantly dictated the content, progressing slowly.

Since this was completely unplanned, the family letter that Wang Xi dictated can really only be described as general. The words are simple, the content is empty and far-fetched. Several other people shook their heads after hearing it, but when Wang Xi said it, it was almost done. But when he saw that Chen Zhi was still sitting there without writing, as if he was serious about what he was hearing, he became increasingly unhappy.

"I've already started dictating, and you still haven't started writing?" Wang Xi frowned, about to have a seizure.

However, Chen Zhi spoke calmly and repeated exactly what Wang Xi had just dictated, word for word.

In some places, even Wang Xi himself can't remember clearly - after all, it is the language of a temporary organization, and it is inevitable that there will be some negligence without careful consideration.

But Chen Zhi had written down even the smallest details of words and sentences. After he finished reciting more than 70 words, he looked at Wang Xi again and asked, "Are there any mistakes or omissions?"

Wang Xi and others shook their heads subconsciously, and their eyes changed when they looked at Chen Zhi.

Even if they still underestimated Chen Zhi, thinking that he was an absurd, ignorant person, they had to admire the other party's memory, and this alone was enough to make him famous.

"I didn't expect you to have this ability." Wang Xi opened his mouth, wanting to find something wrong, but he had nowhere to start, so he could only say, "I have to think about this last sentence. Write it down." After speaking, he gave the others a wink, telling them to start attacking.

"Okay." Chen Zhi stopped being verbose and signaled Chen Xi to polish it for him, dipped his pen in ink, pondered for a moment, and then started writing quickly.

The first-time guest was not Chen Zhi's original target, but he also knew the influence of these aristocratic families. They represented a circle involving many people and were worth taking advantage of.

"Making good use of these four people will play a great role in shortening the time required to accumulate fame. In this case, let's just make a big splash this time. The idea of ​​keeping a low profile and biding time is not very suitable for me."

After clarifying his thoughts and making a decision, Chen Zhi's hand movements immediately became faster. He could see the tip of the pen moving on the paper. Strokes were gradually formed and combined into words. He then rubbed Wang Xi's words on it, one by one. , three-thirds of the way into the wood, like a sculpture.

As each word was formed, the contemptuous eyes of Wang Xi and others slowly dissipated, and the thoughts they were preparing to find fault were instantly shattered. The four pairs of eyes gradually widened, looking at the rows of words in surprise, while Chen Xi looked worried. It also gradually disappeared, replaced by accidents and surprises.

"This...this word..." Wang Xi's lips trembled slightly, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat.

The calligraphy written by Chen Zhi has changed again from when he copied it for Chen Chi and wrote the sign outside the door. It is no longer exquisite and elegant, but appears rich and broad, with a historical atmosphere in it and contains some heavy feelings.

This time, Chen Zhi focused on revealing the atmosphere and spirit in the calligraphy through the transformation of strokes, aiming at the tendency of multiple artistic conceptions of the nobles and others to enhance the style of the calligraphy.

The wonderful way of writing is that the spirit is the most important, followed by the form and quality.

In today's era of pursuing magnanimity and grace, the study and identification of calligraphy belongs to the category of personal cultivation, which is the content of the compulsory course. As children of aristocratic families, how could Wang Xi and others not see the characteristics of Chen Zhi's writing? .

A person behind Wang Xi swallowed a gulp and whispered: "When Chen Zhi starts and stops writing, there are many changes in his strokes and strokes. There is a natural aura, like springs flowing in the mountains. He really has good calligraphy. This Chen Zhi, why do you still have such a skill? No wonder I came up with the idea of ​​writing letters for you."

"More than that, this isn't a letter writing service. He's clearly here to sell his handwriting. Once he writes it, he can take it back and use it as a copybook, right?" Another person spoke, but his eyesight was limited and he knew that Chen Zhi I have good handwriting, but I am not sure how good the handwriting is.

Chen Xi pricked up his ears and listened. Originally, he was worried that his elder brother's words would not be seen by outsiders, but now he was pleasantly surprised to hear a few people talking about it.

"That's strange, when did brother develop such good calligraphy?"

Although it was strange, he had a young mind after all. When he heard others praising Chen Zhi, he immediately felt proud of him. What's more, these people had despised his elder brother just now, but now they changed rapidly, which made Chen Xi even more relieved. He felt that Chen Zhi was really capable. people.

At this moment, Wang Xi took a deep breath, shook his head and said, "Not only start and end of the brush, but between square cut and round turn, the strokes fluctuate, and the brush strokes are like painting. Just looking at the artistic conception, it is similar to the little Fu that my uncle got a few days ago." place!"

"But that little poem by Cai Zhonglang?" The remaining three people were immediately shocked.

Cai Zhonglang is not an unknown person. He is Cai Yong, a famous calligrapher of the Eastern Han Dynasty. He is a great calligrapher who has been famous for hundreds of years and has a huge influence. The calligraphy works he left in the world are sought after by all parties.Of course, he is more famous for his daughter Cai Yan.

Wang Xi has the highest attainment in calligraphy among the four, he is highly valued by his family, and his vision is the first among the four. When he heard that he compared Chen Zhi's calligraphy with Cai Yong's, how could the others not be surprised?
After all, Chen Zhi's reputation was there. It was as if future generations compared those rich second-generation people who committed crimes with the masters of Chinese studies. The impact was so great that the remaining three people lost their voices.

But Wang Xi's expression was also changing, and thoughts were rolling in his heart, like a stormy sea. His mind was already in chaos, and all his thoughts were disorganized.

In the shock of several people, Chen Zhi stopped writing slowly, looked up at the four people, and asked calmly: "Have you thought about the last sentence?" But he had already written all the words that Wang Xi repeated. Okay, just waiting for the closing sentence.

Wang Xi just woke up like a dream, looked at Chen Zhi with a complicated expression, then lowered his head to read the letter with wet ink, his eyes scanned each word, but what was in his mind was his uncle who played an important role in the clan, An idea flashed instinctively.

"These words are really wonderful. I can't believe that they were written by this ridiculous man. But I saw them with my own eyes when he wrote them. Even if I don't believe it, I can only believe it. My uncle likes words the most. My third brother found it a while ago. The authentic calligraphy of Cai Zhonglang was immediately praised and valued by the clan. If I can also present a good calligraphy, the benefits can be imagined. It is Chen Zhi's reputation..."

The value of a calligraphy comes not only from the calligraphy itself, but also from the person who wrote it, but good calligraphy cannot be denied.

After thinking about it, Wang Xi finally made a decision. No matter what Chen Zhi's reputation was, this word was the real deal and could not be faked. So he cleared his throat, twitched the corners of his mouth, and showed a very forced smile. His words were stiff. Said: "I'm sorry to bother you, Brother Zhi Qi, but in the last sentence, I've heard that Brother Zhi Qi is an excellent calligrapher, so I would like to write this book for you as a tribute to my uncle."

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