Collection of Gods

Chapter 331
  "Xiao Tang is here."

"Come in, come in."

Facing everyone's gaze, Tang Yuan felt a little reserved subconsciously, but as Huang Xi's hearty laughter rang out, that sense of restraint quickly disappeared.

"Mr. Huang, I didn't know you had a distinguished guest visiting today."

"Coming here rashly will cause too much trouble."

Tang Yuan looked at Huang Xi on the main seat and responded politely.

"Why come here so rashly? It's too disturbing."

"You said hello in advance yesterday, but it's these old guys who came here rashly, what a bother!"

When Huang Xi finished speaking, he teased the four old men beside him.

"You old guy, we have come all the way to visit you, and you are saying we are too much of a bother. It's really unreasonable."

The old man who looked rough and bold, when he heard Huang Xi's words, he suddenly glared and denounced Huang Xilai to the other three old men beside him.

When the other three old men heard this, they all smiled, but they did not join in the booing.

"Xiao Tang, come on, come on."

"Now that I've met you, I'll introduce you to you."

Soon, Huang Xi briefly introduced his four old friends to Tang Yuan. He only introduced their names. As for their rank and position before retirement, he did not disclose at all.

In this regard, Tang Yuan was also very knowledgeable and did not ask any questions. On the surface, he was respectful and polite, treating them as ordinary old people, but in his heart, he remembered their names firmly and prepared to go back when he was free. Do some research online.

After Huang Xi introduced the four old people, Huang Xi then turned his attention to the middle-aged and young people sitting at the end, and introduced to Tang Yuan again: "This is my eldest son Huang Guoliang, and next to him is My eldest grandson Huang Mingzhe."

"Uncle Huang, hello."

"Hello, cousin Mingzhe."

In fact, Tang Yuan had already guessed the identities of these two people before Huang Xi introduced them. With Huang Guoliang's mature, steady and serious appearance, even if Tang Yuan guessed with his eyes closed, he could guess that the other person was the person Lin Ziyang said. That uncle who holds a high position in Zhonghai, and on such an occasion, the young man who can sit next to Uncle Lin Ziyang is most likely the unlucky old man Lin Ziyang talks about.

Tang Yuan knew the identities of the two of them very well, and he knew very well that the other two must also know his identity, so after Huang Xi introduced him, he greeted them with a smile. .

"Xiao Tang, Ziyang always mentions you at home. You, Ziyang and Mingzhe are all young people. Please keep in touch and communicate with each other more in the future."

Huang Guoliang squeezed out a smile on his face and greeted Tang Yuan.

"Dayuan, I heard from Ziyang that you really like playing basketball. We can make up a game and play together when we have time in the future."

Huang Mingzhe showed greater enthusiasm than his father. With his familiar tone and smile, it was obvious that these words were not polite words.

"sure."

Tang Yuan first replied to Huang Guoliang, and then to Huang Mingzhe: "Cousin Mingzhe, you are usually busy, and I have more free time. If you are free, please contact me. I will be fine."

Huang Xi watched Tang Yuan exchange greetings with his eldest son and eldest grandson. He always had a slight smile on his face, leaving the four old people quietly observing him. They were a little confused about Huang Xi's attitude. At the same time, he had a slight smile on his face. The young man in front of him secretly paid attention to it.

"Sit, sit, sit, we are all our own people."

"Zi Yang, Xiao Tang is a guest, and you are the youngest here. Go and bring the teapot and add more tea for everyone."

Huang Xi motioned for everyone to sit down, and at the same time ordered Lin Ziyang. When Lin Ziyang heard this, he naturally followed the instructions immediately. Tang Yuan originally planned to sit at the last seat, but Huang Guoliang and Huang Mingzhe were very determined. Tang Yuan must sit in the top seat, that is, next to him. holding the positions of the four old people.

In the end, Tang Yuan couldn't resist. He also knew that the other party was from a wealthy family and was very particular about the rules in this area, so he did not refuse anymore and found a seat next to the four old people to sit down.

"Xiao Tang, what are you holding in your hand?"

"Didn't we agree last time that the next time you come to visit me, you won't bring anything?"

At this time, Huang Xi noticed what Tang Yuan was always carrying in his hand. He frowned slightly and said with a pretentious look on his face.

"Huang Lao, I will naturally remember what you said, but this thing is not a valuable thing, it is a calligraphy written by the junior himself. I simply framed it as a little bit of the junior's thoughts."

Tang Yuan explained with a smile, taking the opportunity to hand the thing in his hand to Huang Xi.

"Oh?"

"You wrote it yourself?"

"If that's the case, then I would be disrespectful!"

When Huang Xi heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up slightly, and a slightly impatient look appeared on his face.

The four old men sitting next to Huang Xi noticed the expression on Huang Xi's face, and their eyes flashed with surprise. They did not expect that Huang Xi would be so interested in a piece of writing.

Huang Xi didn't care what the four old men were thinking. He had already pulled off the red cloth wrapped in the frame, revealing the writing inside.

It is still a poem by a great man. Compared with the last time, which only had 46 words, "Recalling Qin'e·Loushanguan", this time it is a long classic poem by a great man, "Qinyuanchun·Snow", and last time it was in vertical version. This time it is a horizontal version.

Relying on his master-level calligraphy skills, Tang Yuan directly perfectly demonstrated the vigorous and majestic style of the great man's poetry, as well as his broad mind and ambition.

The entire painting has strong calligraphy, iron paintings and silver hooks. The boldness and majesty revealed between the lines make people feel a little admiration.

Not to mention Huang Xi, who is extremely obsessed with calligraphy, but also the other four old men. After seeing the calligraphy presented by Tang Yuan, their eyes fell on it and they could no longer look away.

"Young man, what a good word!"

The old man who looked majestic and whose name was Zhao Chongnan couldn't help but turn his head and praise Tang Yuan sincerely after reading this calligraphy.

Faced with the old man's praise, Tang Yuan smiled honestly and showed a little humility.

"This word is really remarkable!"

"Looks like a king but not a king, looks like a face but not a face, looks like a willow but not a willow."

"Unlike any famous person, yet he is open-minded and tolerant."

"Has this child already formed his own style and system at such a young age?"

"Unbelievable, incredible!"

An old man with a thin appearance and elegant temperament, his name is Chen Song. He looked at the calligraphy in front of him with a slightly entranced expression. He muttered something in his mouth. There was a bit of amazement in his words. He obviously also has a deep understanding of calligraphy. Research person.

Huang Guoliang and Huang Mingzhe, who were originally sitting at the bottom, looked at their elders and other elders. After seeing the words Tang Yuan, they couldn't take their eyes away. They also felt a strong interest in their hearts and couldn't help but get up. Slowing down his pace, he moved closer to the outer edge and started to observe...

(End of this chapter)