"That old man just now must not be an ordinary person." Shuhan left, although he didn't see the monk's fate, but he had a similar guess. But he was also a little curious, why did the teacher choose to teach his disciples in this small village? The villagers here were also too simple. Not only were they not wary when they saw him as an outsider, they all greeted him with a smile. "They can't all be masters like my husband, right?" Shuhan shook his head with a smile, put aside the ridiculous idea, and went all the way to the bookstore at the foot of the green mountain. In front of the door, Shuhan straightened his clothes and gently knocked on the door. "Has senior brother arrived?" As an expectant voice sounded, the door was slowly opened. Shuhan looked up and saw a tall young man appearing in front of him.
The young man was dressed in plain clothes, with his long black hair tied up casually, and a peaceful and calm smile on his handsome face. The most eye-catching thing is the young man's bright eyes, which are as bright as stars and contain vast galaxies, as if they can detect everything in the world. Looking at the young man in front of him, Shuhan had a dazed look in his eyes. picture! So similar! He vaguely remembered that when he first met his teacher when he was six years old, he was no different from the boy he was at that time. That kind of resemblance is not a similarity in appearance, but a very special temperament. A kind of talent with great success in Confucianism and Taoism! "Shuhan, don't come in yet." Just when Shuhan was a little dazed, Li Qingchen's voice sounded in the room. "Sorry, I remembered some past events." Shuhan came to his senses, gave a wry smile and hurriedly came to the house. "I met the teacher." Seeing Li Qingchen, Shuhan looked solemn and gave him a big gift seriously. "There is no need for us, master and disciple, to be so open-minded." Li Qingchen waved his hand with a smile on his face. He knew very well why Shuhan was stunned just now. In addition to his lack of cultivation, Su Changqing's achievements in Confucianism and Taoism have already inherited 70% of his abilities. Moreover, there is also the presence of the awe-inspiring body, which makes the temperament exuded by Su Changqing's body, in the eyes of scholars, like fireflies in the night, particularly eye-catching.
Without thinking too much, Li Qingchen looked at Su Changqing standing aside and briefly introduced: "Your third senior brother, Chen Yili, courtesy name Shuhan." "His knowledge is so-so. He is the least talented among your senior brothers." Shuhan smiled awkwardly upon hearing this. His two senior brothers are not ordinary people, and he is really the least accomplished one when it comes to studying as a disciple. "Su Changqing, I have met my junior senior brother." When they met for the first time, Su Changqing bowed very seriously. "Your younger junior brother, Su Changqing, is named Zhiyu, as for learning." Li Qingchen drank a cup of tea and said with a half-smile: "It's almost the same as you, but it's also extremely bad." The purpose of letting Shuhan come this time was very simple, which was to suppress Su Changqing's character to prevent his self-confidence from becoming too high. He only has this chance to suppress Su Changqing, because before long, no one will be able to match Su Changqing in terms of Confucianism and Taoism. When Su Changqing heard this, he also touched his nose in embarrassment. The teacher commented like this when I first met my senior brother. Doesn't he want to lose face? "I'm going to ask my senior brother for advice later to see if I'm really that bad. It always feels like he's targeting me." Su Changqing muttered to himself, but Shuhan on the side looked serious. "Extremely bad?" "Even if the teacher was harsh before, he never said such words to his disciples." "Is it possible that this little junior brother is so unworthy that the teacher can't help but scold him?" Thinking that the teacher had traveled thousands of miles to teach him his experience, Shuhan's face suddenly became serious when he heard the teacher's current evaluation. He turned to look at Su Changqing, and was about to say something, but suddenly his expression changed. "Junior brother, haven't you read the aura of awe-inspiringness yet?" Shuhan's face showed an incredible look. Junior brother has been following the teacher for a year! In one year, even a pig following a fairy could read Haoran Qi, but in the end, the junior brother didn't have any at all? "This is not just bad, it is extremely bad!" Shuhan sighed in his heart and understood the teacher's mood better. Li Qingchen on the side seemed to see Shuhan's thoughts, but he didn't say a word, but the smile on his face grew wider. "Senior brother, are you feeling angry?"
Su Changqing asked cautiously after hearing this. "I'm natural" "Ahem." Just as Shuhan was about to speak, he suddenly understood when he heard the teacher's cough. His words changed and he said helplessly: "Of course I don't have it anymore." Su Changqing breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. Fortunately, he was not a special case. "teacher." Shuhan looked at Li Qingchen anxiously at this time. "Soon, my junior brother will have a competition with Miss Lingsi. How can we compete with each other in this situation?" Although Haoranqi is not the only criterion for judging the achievements of Confucianism and Taoism, it is the most intuitive. If you know a lot of truths and have high knowledge, you will naturally have an aura of awe. Now that my junior brother doesn't even have the slightest bit of awe-inspiring energy, how can he compete? Isn't this a sure defeat? "Wenbi? What Wenbi?" Su Changqing was stunned, no one told him. "It's not a big deal." Li Qingchen drank tea and said with a relaxed tone, "He is the apprentice of an old scholar." "We have some grievances. You can just go through the motions and write a few simple words." Literature competition? Li Qingchen never cared about this from the beginning. If it was a competition with Senior Brother Wei, he would be more serious, but if it was a competition of spiritual thoughts. Well, these two people are not at the same level at all. "Teacher, are you just giving up?" Shuhan said unwillingly. It would be a pity if the reputation that the teacher has worked hard for all his life was lost to his disciples. Li Qingchen smiled and said nothing. On the contrary, Su Changqing on the side said weakly: "Well. Junior Brother, if it's just a literary competition, I should be okay." Shuhan looked at Su Changqing after hearing this, he hesitated to speak, and finally sighed. Senior Brother Wei is not an old scholar, he is a great Confucianist, and Lingsi is even more of a Confucianist genius, and now he is almost at the third level. Junior Brother is just a mortal, how can he compare with him? "Well, you young people can chat together, I'll go out for a walk."
Li Qingchen smiled, glanced at Shuhan when he left, and said in a voice transmission: "Remember my words, no matter what you see, you must be calm, remember to give your junior brother a good beating." After saying that, Li Qingchen, who could hardly suppress his smile, turned and walked out of the room. "Beating? Of course I have to be beating. I don't know how my junior brother studied this year, and he actually read like this!" Shuhan sat at the desk and looked at Su Changqing with a serious face. Although he knew that he had little chance of winning the literary competition soon, he had to try hard. For his junior brother or for the final victory, he had to do his best! Thinking of this, he looked at Su Changqing and said solemnly: "Junior brother, I will teach you in the next period of time. It may be a bit harsh, you have to be mentally prepared!" Seeing Shuhan's serious look, Su Changqing was also a little nervous. He sat at the desk meticulously and nodded seriously. "Don't worry, senior brother, I will definitely study hard!" Seeing Su Changqing's serious attitude, Shuhan's expression eased slightly. He took out a piece of plain paper, placed it in front of Su Changqing, and said: "Calligraphy is the first of the four arts of Confucianism and Taoism. Write something casually first to show senior brother what level you have learned now." "Write well. I brought some of my previous works and ancient books. I will plan the course according to your level!" After saying that, Shuhan looked at Su Changqing seriously, and he was secretly thinking in his heart. "Form, skill, intention, Tao, I wonder what level the little junior brother has reached?" "Have you reached 'skill'? Or has the word 'form' been perfected? If the word 'form' has not been perfected, it will be a bit troublesome" Shuhan was worried about the next teaching schedule. And Su Changqing wanted to leave a good impression when he met his senior brother for the first time. After pondering for a moment, he took out his utmost seriousness, rolled up his sleeves and picked up the pen. The words fell like clouds and smoke, and each exquisite and elegant font, with a lively rhythm, slowly fell on the paper. Soon, a poem was written. Su Changqing nodded with satisfaction, and then handed his hands to Shuhan, "Please review it, senior brother." Shuhan nodded seriously, took the paper and looked down. In an instant, a tenacious and unyielding artistic conception that almost broke through the paper came to his face! Looking at the fonts!
Each word is exquisite like a work of art, unrestrained and elegant, and the fonts are connected. Looking closely, it's like a koi turning into a dragon and ascending to the sky, tumbling and entangled on the paper, and the fish and dragon dance together! Bang! Shuhan, who had a serious face just now, stood up with a bang, his face full of shock and horror, "The word 'meaning' is perfect, Xianzhuan·fish and dragon dance?" Ask for some free recommendation tickets, the little author thanks you!!!
