Hands make fragrance

Chapter 419
The reason why Lin Dong has the confidence is because of his continuous drawing of spells.The talisman contains the truth of heaven and earth, so although the incantation is complicated, every stroke requires perfection. It takes a lot of money to make a wrong stroke, but it also allows him to practice exquisite brushwork, calligraphy is naturally not a problem.

Looking at the way he held the pen, Zhao Shanhe knew that he was a master of this skill, and his eyes were also eager, waiting for Lin Dong to perform with anticipation.

Unexpectedly, Lin Dong tried the writing brush in his hand, and felt that it was not smooth, so he waved his hand and took out the talisman brush from the sun and moon pendant.

Zhao Shanhe was astonished. He looked around for a while and couldn't figure it out. Where did such a large pen come from?
But he soon had no time to worry about this matter, Lin Dong's full-fledged gesture immediately attracted all his attention.Immediately afterwards, his calligraphy like a swimming dragon and flowing clouds and flowing water made Zhao Shanhe's eyes fixed on him.

Moreover, the trajectory of his writing has a wonderful sense of rhythm, which almost makes Zhao Shanhe forget to look at the font itself, and instead immerses himself in this wonderful feeling.

Then he couldn't help imitating the trajectory of Lin Dong's writing, shaking his head and enjoying it very much.While he was intoxicated,

"Uncle Zhao, you're making a fool of yourself!" Lin Dong had finished writing the words, and poured spiritual energy into the talisman pen, forcing out all the ink dipped in the pen tip, and then put the talisman pen away.

Zhao Shanhe didn't get a response for a long time, he turned his head in surprise and saw him dancing like no one else, smiled and shouted: "Uncle Zhao, I've finished writing!"

"Oh, oh, I'm sorry, I'm too involved. Let me see!" Zhao Shanhe woke up from his own world, picked it up with an embarrassed smile and walked to the table.

The inscription on the rice paper is: Yuanrong, in two bold characters.

what!
As soon as he saw these two words, Zhao Shanhe showed a look of shock on his face, he quickly reached out and carefully picked up the rice paper, and brought it close to his eyes for a closer look.

"Wonderful, wonderful! The body is broad and magnificent, and the bones are strong and imposing. Especially the turning part of this font is round and smooth without muddling. It is a rare boutique!"

Although there were words of praise in his mouth, Zhao Shanhe's eyes never left these two words at all.With the fanaticism in his eyes, the hands holding the rice paper trembled slightly.

"Uncle Zhao, you're too flattering. It's just a graffiti. It's nothing compared to your calligraphy."

Lin Dong's modest words immediately made Zhao Shanhe unhappy, and turned to look at him angrily.The angry Zhao Shanhe exuded a menacing aura all over his body, and immediately saw Lin Dong's neck shrink back, and he didn't know which words provoked him again.

"Young man, are you scolding me? Graffiti? Return calligraphy?"

The more he talked about Zhao Shanhe, the more he became angry. He grabbed the framed scroll, and with both hands, he tore the good script in half.

"Uncle Zhao, what are you?" Lin Dong was taken aback by his actions, so carefully framed, it shows how much he likes this word, and it was ruined directly!

"Since it's a failure, it's useless to keep it. With your help today, I have a deeper understanding of Yuanrong. I will definitely be able to write better ones in the future."

A trace of regret flashed in Zhao Shanhe's eyes, and then his eyes quickly became firm. After pondering for a while, he bowed to Lin Dong and said, "Lin Dong, Uncle Zhao has a request, and I hope you can agree."

"Uncle Zhao, what are you doing? Just say what you have to say, as long as Lin Dong can do it, he will never refuse."

He smiled and nodded and said, "I don't know if you can give this pair of calligraphy to Uncle Zhao? Uncle Zhao will not let you suffer, just ask for a price."

Lin Dong was stunned for a while, Zhao Shanhe was so polite, he thought it was something important, it turned out it was because of this painting.

Just as he was about to say yes, he changed his mind and planned to buy some decent gifts earlier, but Zhao Shuhai was determined not to let him buy them, saying that his old man never accepted gifts, so he had to give up in the end.

Now that Zhao Shanhe likes his handwriting so much, he might as well give him a set of handwriting.However, Zhao Shanhe is the father of the three brothers of the Zhao family, so of course he can't use this word as his number.

Only when it is written with the aura of cinnabar, not only can it leave the words, but it can also radiate the aura at all times, and take care of Zhao Shanhe's body, this gift can be given away.

Having made up his mind, Lin Dong smiled and said, "Uncle Zhao, if you don't mind my bad handwriting, just take it. I came here in a hurry today, so I didn't bring any presents, why don't I write another one for you, and chat with me?" How about expressing your heart?"

"This is better than any gift! Come, come, please."

When Zhao Shanhe heard an uncontrollable smile on his face, he quickly dragged Lin Dong to the desk.In his eyes, how could Lin Dong keep a pair of calligraphy for those expensive gifts to make him happy!
Lin Dong smiled, walked to the table, and said to him with a smile: "Uncle Zhao, this inkstone is not suitable, can you bring me a brand new inkstone?"

This time, Zhao Shanhe almost followed his example, so he quickly took out a brand new inkstone from the desk drawer.

After getting ready, Lin Dong added a little water to the inkstone, and took out a hundred-year-old cinnabar to grind the ink.

Seeing him take out the cinnabar, Zhao Shanhe frowned, and said in astonishment: "Lin Dong, are you right? How can you write with cinnabar?"

"Uncle Zhao, this is a good thing. Centuries-old cinnabar. The calligraphy I wrote this time is not just for viewing. It is often placed in your study. It is very good for your health." He raised the cinnabar in his hand and smiled. replied.

Zhao Shanhe didn't understand what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd. It was true that jade could nourish people, but he had never heard that calligraphy could nourish people.

Seeing that he didn't understand and didn't explain, Lin Dong smiled, pulled out the silver needle and slashed open his wrist. A pool of hot blood was instantly submerged in the cinnabar ink. It radiated out, making Zhao Shanhe feel refreshed all over.

"Lin Dong, what are you doing?" But Zhao Shanhe was shocked by his self-mutilation, and immediately stepped forward to stop him.

"Uncle Zhao, just watch. If you want to achieve the effect I said, this blood must be added!" He smiled and waved his hand to stop Zhao Shanhe. With one swipe, the wound quickly closed to stop the bleeding.

Zhao Shanhe looked at all this in amazement. He knew that Lin Dong was a very good Chinese medicine doctor, but he didn't expect that his method of treating the injury was so miraculous, that the wound healed with just a touch of his finger!

Turning to think of his identity, he was relieved.As a high-ranking figure in Huaxia, he also knew about the practitioners, and he knew that this might be some special method of Lin Dong.

Afterwards, he also believed Lin Dong's words about calligraphy and painting raising people.Therefore, I am very grateful to him for self-harming his body and taking care of his body. Reminiscent of his earlier attitude, Zhao Shanhe can't help but feel a little guilty.

Lin Dong didn't notice his complicated expression.

He dipped his pen in the ink and splashed ink on the rice paper. After a long time, he finished the title with the words of "making decisions for the people".He secretly used the spiritual energy to dry the pen and ink, locked the spiritual energy and released it slowly, then moved away and smiled at Zhao Shanhe: "I would like to ask Uncle Zhao to comment on my work."

Looking at his slightly tired appearance, Zhao Shanhe kept nodding his head and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "Thank you for your hard work. Uncle Zhao's attitude was not very good before, and I hope you can forgive me. After all..."

Lin Dong waved his hand lightly: "Uncle Zhao, I didn't care about your attitude just now. You are Brother Gou's father, so you are like my father. If you are so unreasonable, don't say it."

"Okay, okay, okay! But I don't want to, I'm in my dozen years old, and I'm not as free and easy as you. Let's all be polite, and the family doesn't talk about each other. Let me have a look first, your gift! "

Zhao Shanhe laughed loudly, and patted Lin Dong's shoulder heavily. His original thoughts of not wanting to get too close to the practitioner had already been swept away.He has already been an extremely human minister, even if he can't reach the final peak, he is already brilliant enough, wouldn't he be worse than a young man if he looks forward and backward?

Picking up the scroll on the table, Zhao Shanhe realized that the rice paper was too thin, and Lin Dong's aura only protected the rice paper itself, but the desk below was not well taken care of, and the ink stains had penetrated into the surface of the desk.

"Often heard the ancients said, penetrating into wood three points, it is a great blessing to be able to meet today!"

He turned his head, looked deeply at Lin Dong with complex eyes, and exclaimed: "I don't know where you are a freak, I don't want to say that you are a doctor, but you have such profound calligraphy skills. The waves behind the Yangtze River drive the waves ahead!"

After being praised repeatedly by him, old Lin Dong blushed, scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Uncle Zhao, don't praise me. This is all taught by my master. Compared with him, I am far behind. "

"Don't be humble. As the saying goes, the master leads the door, and the practice is up to the individual. Without your own understanding and hard work, no matter how good the master teaches, it is still someone else's property. I am very fascinated by your master. How about a chance to make a referral?"

"sure!"

After chatting, Zhao Shanhe focused his attention on the words, and felt the refreshing aura rushing towards his face. He took a long breath in enjoyment, and his whole body felt much more relaxed.Knowing that this calligraphy and painting is said to be a supporter, Lin Dong never exaggerated, this gift is definitely not light!
For a person of his age, physical health is the most important thing. Without a healthy body, no amount of ambition is empty talk.

"Making decisions for the people, Lin Dong, Lin Dong, you are giving me an army! These four words are too heavy, I'm afraid I can't bear them!"

Hearing Zhao Shanhe's sighs, Lin Dong chuckled lightly and said, "If you can afford it, you can afford it just because you, Uncle Zhao, punished corrupt officials like the senior officials of the Southern Province some time ago."

Zhao Shanhe shook his head and said, "It's all because of the amazing courage of the chief, and I'm just an executor."

"That's why you took action, Uncle Zhao, to bring him to justice so quickly. For the benefit of the people!" Lin Dong smiled. The reason why he had a great affection for Zhao Shanhe was not unrelated to this matter.He respects a good official who can do practical things for the people.

"Okay, I can't say enough about you. You boy, what you say with this mouth is really beautiful."

Zhao Shanhe laughed and scolded all over, and did not make any further excuses, and continued to appreciate Lin Dong's works.

After discussing calligraphy skills for a while, there was a knock on the door of the study room, and then a middle-aged woman with a lingering charm and elegant temperament pushed the door and walked in.

Looking at the two people chatting happily, she smiled softly and said, "Old man, the food is ready, hurry up and come down to eat with Lin Dong. They are all waiting for you!"

When Zhao Shanhe saw her, his face was filled with a smile, and he quickly got up and introduced, "Lin Dong, this is my wife, Yuan Yi, just call him Auntie Yuan."

"Hello, Aunt Yuan!" Lin Dong hurriedly got up when he heard the words, walked quickly to her, stretched out his hand and said with a smile.

Yuan Yi shook hands with him, looked him up and down for a while, and said with a satisfied smile: "What a handsome boy. I really want to thank you for my Xiaogou and Xiaowen. Let's go down to eat first , it won’t taste good when it’s cold.”

With an amiable smile on her face, she took his hand and walked downstairs.Compared to when Zhao Shanhe first met him, he was much more enthusiastic.

Lin Dong had no resistance to such a woman, so he naturally helped her walk downstairs.

(End of this chapter)