In February, my brother-in-law came to Zheng's house.

I stood at the door for a while and looked at the stone tablet strangely. Then I went in.

When my brother-in-law arrived, several empresses hurriedly asked to sit down and boil water and make tea. Zhang Dalang said, "I don't need it, I'll go and see the young man."

The aunt led Zhang Dalang to the backyard.

Zheng Lang was writing when he saw his brother-in-law coming, and he politely bowed and said, "Hello Dalang."

If you can't call your brother-in-law, there will be trouble.

"Hello Xiaolang," he said that, staring at the words on the paper on the table, and explaining the meaning of the scriptures. This is the fastest way to learn. I felt funny in my heart. The two of them were a pair of tacit understanding. But I asked in surprise: "This word..."

The more you write the characters, the better, but after a few months, the characters become ugly.

"Have you heard that the sayings of seeing a mountain is a mountain, water is water, mountain is not a mountain, water is not a water, mountain is mountain, water is still water?"

This is what Qingyuan Shanxingsi, a Zen master of the Tang Dynasty, said.

Buddhism in the Song Dynasty was not as popular as the Tang Dynasty, but this Zen saying has been widely circulated.

"I've heard of it."

"Let's take a look at the words I wrote before." Zheng Lang had a good impression of this brother-in-law. He did not deliberately hide his weakness, and took him to the room and took a few pictures from the manuscripts he wrote a few months ago. But his brother-in-law was soon attracted by the piles of manuscripts.

After flipping through it, he said, "You seem to have painted it very well."

"That won't work. The characters are vaguely going to break through. As for the painting, they are still in the graffiti and are not worth mentioning."

My brother-in-law was not very good at painting, so he had to look at the drawings suspiciously for a few times, then looked at the drafts again, and then asked in confusion: "The words you wrote before were very good."

"That's not good. I can only say that I look at mountains and rivers with no new ideas. However, after breaking through this level, my characters will truly improve." At this time, Zheng Lang was also in a difficult situation. He thought that learning a style of calligraphy that was the same as his own, so he would soon become a human being. But as he deepened his understanding of calligraphy, he realized that it was not. No matter which style of calligraphy, he did not have his own feelings, so he could not make any breakthrough.

So he also followed Mi Fu's old path.

Of course, there are more shortcuts than Mi Fu. After all, later generations have created new worlds in calligraphy. Mi Fu visited and copied everywhere for the sake of writing, but Zheng Lang didn't need it. He flipped through it in his mind and compared it. This will save a lot of time.

But the most important thing is talent!

Even Zheng Lang didn't know that year he could break through this level. Only after breaking through this level can he march into the realm of calligraphy success.

As for painting, there is no eyebrow.

Therefore, time is very tight. I wish I could use it for two days a day, but it would not work without closing the door.

But my brother-in-law was speechless. You are so big that you write these beautiful words and you still have to break through. How can I feel that I feel? Although I am used to being hit by my younger sister at home, I don’t want to continue to go deep into this topic of looking at mountains and rivers, and said in a different way: “Why is the words you wrote at my home that day so in a big contrast?”

Cui Youjie saw it, but he didn't say it. My brother-in-law still doesn't understand it. As for what he is tired, he doesn't believe it.

When Sier heard this, she lay in the corner of the wall and twitched. She was not crying, but wanted to laugh but didn't dare to hold it in.

"Ah, ah, I don't know," Zheng Lang called out, then glared at Sier fiercely. Brother-in-law changed the subject, and he also said, "Let's go out for tea."

When he arrived at the living room, his brother-in-law looked at Jiang Xing'er, who was so pretty that he didn't want to let his younger sister, and said, "She..."

"Dalang, she wants to learn calligraphy from me, and she is very eager to ask for it, so she has no choice but to accept her as a maid." Zheng Lang replied. However, he was guessing in his heart that his brother-in-law's words were too obvious, and he didn't know if it was his idea, or that the Cui family was also concerned about this matter.

"So that's it..." But my brother-in-law discovered another problem after a while. Hearing his brother-in-law's sharp voice, he became worried. This is also a big problem. What about the baby face, what is the **, the front is important, and the back is also important. It doesn't matter if the face is tender, and the body is healthy. If it is a baby face, it will be bad. It's not easy to ask, and I can't even talk to my younger sister. After talking for a while, I brought a new question back, and I can only come back next year to see it...

...

The visit of the Cui family Dalang was almost the eighth year of Tiansheng, and the Zheng family rarely received guests.

Zheng Lang only went out for a while.

It was Liu Zhizhou who was transferred to the Secretary-General and was appointed as a junior supervisor. The grade was average, one was an idle position, one was a local official, and the other was a Beijing official. It is hard to say which one is more important.

Zheng Lang went to see him off.

After observing Liu Zhizhou's expression, I was very satisfied with him when I saw it.

After thinking about it, I understood Liu Zhizhou's intention at this time. Although the official rank has not been moved, and the actual power in his hands has become smaller, when he enters the capital, he has the opportunity to meet the old lady and the emperor, and has more opportunities to be promoted. Moreover, the capital is so prosperous, who would like to stay in another place to work?

I wonder if my wish of half of my teacher can be realized?

I don’t have the name of him in my memory, but how many officials were there in each generation of the Song Dynasty? Even the capital was as numerous as ox-haired officials, and not many of them could be recorded in history. It is possible that the attendant would realize his dream, as long as he didn’t want to be the prime minister. It might not be realized.

However, Liu Zhizhou was happy, so he said with a smile: "Master, the young man congratulates the magistrate on going to the capital for his job."

"I am happier to see you than to work in the capital. I am gone here. Remember, Confucianism is true, gentle, kind, respectful, frugal, and frugal. Those who are gentle seem to be harmonious, those who are respectful are solemn, and frugal are chaste, and those who are let go are humble. There are also five constants, benevolence, righteousness, ritual, wisdom, righteousness, benevolence, and righteousness should be good, those who are polite, wise, and those who are trustworthy are sincere. Warm is the first."

Although I have done a good job as a young man, I sometimes have some bad tempers and say that it is a waste of courage by using tyrants, but I have some arrogance. So I reminded me before leaving.

This is what the elder says!

"Yes." Zheng Lang said. But he thought in his heart that the brilliant scholars and officials were about to appear in the Song Dynasty. With just one word Wen, most of the scholars and officials did not comply with the Confucian rules.

"Oh, I have been in Zhengzhou for a long time, busy with official duties, and you are in the suburbs of the city and have always felt guilty about you."

"The magistrate can learn knowledge slowly, but the magistrate teaches young people how to be a human being. If you can't even do a good job of a person, the more knowledge you have, the more likely you will commit evil."

The new magistrate stood aside and was a little surprised to hear it. Such mature words actually came from a young man. A genius could not be judged by ordinary people's thinking.

"With your words, I feel relieved."

"Magistrate, don't worry, Housheng also gave a gift to the Magistrate."

As he said that, Jiang Xing'er brought a brocade box. Zheng Lang handed it to Liu Zhizhou, owed him a whole body and sent you a thousand miles away. There was a separation. There was no need to say much, and he left gracefully under the embrace of Jiang Xing'er and Si'er.

Everyone looked at the brocade box curiously.

This kid is very good, and he has a little stingy temper. Someone asked for the words, but he said that the words were not yet successful and did not dare to show off his ugly words, so he almost refused them all. There were even people in the city who used big characters fifty characters one word and small characters one word ten words one word to collect Zheng Lang's calligraphy.

I wonder what gift he gave to Liu Zhizhou? Calligraphy, pen holder, or new long and short sentences?

He couldn't force it to snatch it up, so he opened the brocade box and had to look at Liu Zhizhou with his eyes.

"Everyone..." Liu Zhizhou shook his head and had to open the brocade box.

"Huh!" Everyone looked at the things in the brocade box and couldn't help but exclaim.

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Chapter completed!