Collection of Gods

Chapter 448 Entering the House

Chen Song's thoughts were racing. After all, he was not an ordinary person. He quickly adjusted his mood. He silently opened the lid of the teapot, poured in the hot mountain spring water, and asked Tang Yuan: "Xiao Tang, do you have a goal?"

"Not yet." Tang Yuan shook his head: "Zhejiang Province has ten famous mountains. I plan to walk around them in a while and make a final decision."

“The top ten famous mountains in Zhejiang Province, Yandang Mountain, Shenxianju, Jianglang Mountain, Putuo Mountain, and Tiantai Mountain are all national 5A-level scenic spots. Needless to say, the natural scenery, the remaining Tianmu Mountain, Xuedou Mountain, Mogan Mountain, and Dongbai Mountain , and Tianmu Mountain are also national scenic spots, each with its own style."

"It involves an investment of 50 billion, so you really need to be more cautious. One of my students is currently serving as the secretary-general of Zhejiang Province. I will contact him later and tell him the truth. With such a huge investment, the province must We will take it seriously as a top priority, and when you tell them your request, as long as it is a reasonable request, they will definitely try their best to satisfy you."

Chen Song nodded slightly and said to Tang Yuan.

"Grandpa Chen, thank you!"

When Tang Yuan heard this, he knew that Chen Song had taken matters into his own hands.

The Secretary-General is a person who can reach Tianting directly, and he is in Chang Wei's seat.

"Xiao Tang, you don't have to thank me." Chen Song waved his hand and said seriously: "On the contrary, I want to thank you for considering our Zhejiang Province as soon as possible after the idea came up."

"Grandpa Chen, you are serious."

"Zhejiang Province is my hometown. I am honored to have the opportunity to do something for my hometown."

Tang Yuan responded with a smile.

"That's it, I'll contact you later."

"As for the follow-up matters, I will not interfere. You can study it yourself."

Chen Song poured another cup of tea for Tang Yuan and said with a smile.

After hearing this, Tang Yuan knew that the matter had settled, and he immediately sat down and drank the third pot of tea with Chen Song before taking the initiative to say goodbye.

……

Walking out of the tea room, Chen Shirou, who was guarding the study, heard the movement and rushed towards the tea room immediately.

"Brother Tang, have you finished talking to Grandpa?"

Chen Shirou ran over quickly, bringing with it a burst of fragrant wind.

"We're done talking."

Tang Yuan smiled and nodded, and then he looked at Chen Shirou's fair and flawless face with a slightly strange look in his eyes.

"what happened?"

Chen Shirou noticed the strange look in Tang Yuan's eyes, and subconsciously touched her face, feeling a little confused.

"Were you practicing calligraphy just now?"

"The ink is all on my face."

Tang Yuan pointed at Chen Shirou's cheek, which was leaning towards the jawline, and reminded Chen Shirou.

"what?"

Chen Shirou was stunned for a moment, then quickly turned around, took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and used the reflection of the screen to search for the ink stains in Tang Yuan's mouth. When she found it, she quickly wiped it with her hand. Instead of wiping it clean, it actually made her The ink stains spread on his face.

"Just get a wet wipe and wipe it off."

"Dry wiping will only make it dirtier the more you wipe it."

Tang Yuan looked at Chen Shirou's appearance, which looked like a little cat. He smiled a little and couldn't help but remind her.

"Whoa whoa……"

Chen Shirou responded with some embarrassment, then quickly walked to the nearby bathroom, turned on the faucet, took some water with her hands, wiped it on her face casually, and then hurried back to Tang Yuan again.

"Brother Tang, I just wrote a piece of calligraphy, can you take a look at it for me?"

Chen Shirou looked at Tang Yuan longingly, her fair and water-stained face full of expectation.

"sure."

Naturally, Tang Yuan would not refuse such a trivial matter.

"Brother Tang, please..." Seeing Tang Yuan agree, Chen Shirou's slightly immature eyebrows suddenly flashed with excitement, and she took the initiative to lead Tang Yuan to the study.

The study was less than five meters away from the tea room. Under Chen Shirou's guidance, Tang Yuan quickly arrived at Chen Song's study.

It is still a simple and simple style. There is a pure wooden table in the center. There are pens, inks, paper and inkstones on it. Behind this pure wooden table, there is a huge bookshelf with densely packed books on it.

Tang Yuan took a quick look and found that most of them were books related to state governance. In addition, there were many Confucian classics, philosophical masterpieces, Marxist classics, etc.

Many books look a little old, and the edges of many books are irrecoverably curled. It is obvious that Chen Song has read these books frequently, and they are not placed here as decorations.

Tang Yuan briefly observed the layout of the study room, and then returned his attention to the calligraphy works on the desk.

On the pure white rice paper, lines of beautiful handwriting appear vividly on the paper. With Tang Yuanzong's master-level calligraphy skills, it is not difficult to see that Chen Shirou's level has initially reached the level of entering the palace, which is the beauty of lines and structure in the usual sense. The beauty, composition, and ink color are so beautiful that they can be viewed by people after the calligraphy works are framed.

"Yo?"

"Love poem?"

After Tang Yuan saw clearly what Chen Shirou had written, he raised his eyebrows slightly and couldn't help but joke at Chen Shirou.

I saw writing on pure white rice paper:

There is no one else in sight, you are everywhere.

I see all living beings as grass and trees, but I see you as a green mountain.

May the years look back and grow together with deep affection.

Since I am willing to show my preference to one person, I am willing to spend the rest of my life being generous.

This life is short, how can I enjoy it without you?

……

Strictly speaking, this is not a complete poem, but a loose poem composed of many romantic ancient sentences. For young girls like Chen Shirou, these romantic ancient sentences are obviously deeply loved by them. .

"I just write whatever I want."

"I'm not in love, and I don't have a crush either."

Chen Shirou's face turned slightly red and she quickly explained to Tang Yuan.

"It's normal for young people to be pregnant, there's nothing to be embarrassed about."

Tang Yuan smiled at Chen Shirou with a gentle and gentle voice.

"Really not..."

Chen Shirou was a little persistent and defended in a low voice again.

"I see in your handwriting that the traces of willow are a bit heavy."

"Have you been copying Liu Gongquan's copybooks recently?"

Tang Yuan did not continue to struggle with this issue with Chen Shirou. He pointed at Chen Shirou's calligraphy works and asked.

"Brother Tang, you are so awesome."

"I have been copying Liu Gongquan's copybooks recently, but I have tried very hard to incorporate the characteristics of Liu style into my own style, but I didn't expect you to still see it."

Chen Shirou's eyes brightened slightly, and she couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Yan Jin Liu Gu, this is what everyone in calligraphy must copy and learn from, so I can see that it is normal." Tang Yuan smiled, then walked to the desk and took the work Chen Shirou had just written next to it. : "Let me write these ancient sentences for you again and see if you have any different experiences."

"it is good!"

"Brother Tang, I will grind ink for you!"

When Chen Shirou heard this, she suddenly became excited, and even her fair and tender face turned rosy. Tang Yuan couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

'Guilty sin...'

Tang Yuan muttered a few words silently in his mind, quickly withdrew his gaze, and then picked up the wolf-hair brush, lightly moistened the tip of the brush, and began to gather his thoughts and prepare to write...

(End of this chapter)