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Chapter 13 The Calligraphic Fallacy

Chapter 13 Calligraphy Fallacy ()

Han Mu took a break in the afternoon, and his father Han Yong sent someone to call him, saying that he wanted to visit Wang Xianzhi's prefect. The prefect's mansion entered the assassin last night, and the city had already known all the matter. Although the prefect was safe, officials, gentlemen and gentry from all sides still visited him in a constant stream. Hearing that the prefect was closed, Han Yong decided to visit him, and the matter in this scene was still to be done.

When the carriage arrived at the prefect's house, Han Yong handed in a famous post. He thought he was rejected like others, but unexpectedly, the prefect sent a message to invite the Han family father and son, which made Han Yong a little surprised.

It turned out that when the famous post was sent to the study, the first thing he got was Miss Yurun. On the Dragon Boat Festival that day, Ms. Wang was deeply impressed by Han Mu. When asked Han Mu to visit with the car, she invited her father to meet them. First, chatting and meeting guests can slightly reduce the boredom in her father's heart; second, Han Mu has been very eye-catching recently, and she also wants to examine this person to see if it is true.

The Han family and his son were invited into the flower hall, and the maid brought in fragrant tea and asked the two to wait. Han Mu looked around at the calligraphy hanging on the surrounding walls. Wang Xianzhi was a famous calligraphy master in later generations. If he kept this character, he would have no worries about food and clothing for several lifetimes.

On the carriage when he came, Han Yong told Han Mu some stories about Wang Taishou when he was free. Wang Xianzhi was Wang Xizhi's seventh son, and he was very talented when he was seven or eight years old. Once, Wang Xizhi praised Wang Xianzhi in front of a guest and asked Wang Xianzhi to write an inscription on a fan. As a result, Wang Xianzhi accidentally dropped his pen on the fan. Xiao Xianzhi had a sudden inspiration and drew a calf along the ink mark and came to life on the fan. Everyone praised Xiao Xianzhi's calligraphy and painting, and what they even admired was his flexibility and change.

Another time, in order to test the skill of Wang Xianzhi in calligraphy, Wang Xizhi deliberately secretly snatched his pen behind him, but he couldn't snatch it away. It can be seen that since he was a child, the skill of writing was very comparable to that of this prefect.

While he was thinking about it, he heard the maid at the door saying, "The Prefect is here." The father and son hurriedly dressed and faced the hall door. Princess Wang followed Miss Yurun with a smile in behind.

Han Yong and his son greeted each other and sat down, Han Yong said, "I heard that there were some villains in my house last night. Judging from the adult's complexion, it must be fine."

"Hahaha, I'm not so easy to be assassinated. I'm worried about it." Prefect Wang said with a haha.

"That's great, it's really a blessing for the scholars and people of Wuxing."

The two of them talked about some unnutritional polite words. Han Mu was so upset that he couldn't help but yawn. Prince Wang saw Han Mu yawning a super big yawn and turned his head and smiled, "Does Nephew Han feel very upset?"

"That's true," Han Mu replied bluntly. Miss Yurun looked at him in disbelief with her big eyes open.

"Mu'er must not be rude." Han Yong was frightened and hurriedly stopped. "I'm not going to accompany the prefect..."

Wang Xianzhi reached out to stop Han Yong's words, and said with a smile on his face: "Actually, I feel bored like Nephew Han Xian. But I can't be as straightforward as Nephew Han Xian."

Everyone was shocked and said, "Master Han Yong could hardly believe his ears."

Looking at the expressions of everyone, Prefect Wang laughed loudly. Han Mu also laughed. The atmosphere in the hall became relaxed.

"According to the meaning of my nephew, what can I say to avoid being frustrated?" Wang Xianzhi asked interestingly.

Han Mu thought for a while and said, "The purpose of coming is to visit the adults. Since the adults are safe and not disturbed by the assassin, then there is no need to mention this matter. After all, who the assassin is and why they come, it is not something that the father and son should ask about."

Wang Xianzhi smiled and said without saying a word. Han Muxu said, "If you want to talk, just talk about things that are interesting to adults, such as how about calligraphy?"

Everyone in the hall was stunned and talked about calligraphy with the Wang family, which was the opposite! But who dared to talk? Isn’t this a shame for Lu Ban playing a big axe in front of the gate and selling books in front of the Kong Mansion?

Han Mu, who was born in the liberal arts, was not a vegetarian. His parents were both university professors and were both good characters. Han Mu also studied calligraphy through his eyes and ears. Although he was not good at it, it was not bad to talk about it. Han Mu knew that the way to arouse other people's interest was to meet his preferences. Talking about calligraphy with Wang Taishou was like talking about making money with businessmen, and talking about beauties like talking about beauties. However, no one dared to speak nonsense in a field that the other party knew well.

Wang Xianzhi's eyes showed a strange look and his interest was even stronger. Apart from his father Wang Xi, he had never really talked about calligraphy with others. Today, this young boy wanted to talk about calligraphy with him, so how could he not be surprised?

Wang Xianzhi sipped the tea ceremony: "Then, Nephew Han, let's start."

Several pairs of eyes stared at Han Mu, and Han Mu felt a little relieved. But since he had already said something, he would not take it back even if he had killed him. Han Mu calmed down, got up and walked slowly to the front of the few words hanging on the wall of the flower hall to look at him. A seventeen-year-old boy pretended to be sophisticated was really ridiculous. Several people in the hall looked at him with their own thoughts.

"Sir, are you most satisfied with your running script?" Han Mu suddenly asked.

Wang Xianzhi smiled and asked back with an interesting look: "What do you think my nephew thinks?"

Han Mu said: "The running script of the Lord is famous all over the world, and it seems that he is not much more inclined than the prince."

The prince Han Mu mentioned was Wang Xianzhi's father, Wang Xizhi, the saint of calligraphy. Wang Xianzhi's face did not change and signaled Han Mu to continue speaking.

"I think the words of people in this world are worthy of their own evaluation. I will speak out in a blatant way." Han Mu made up his mind to speak out.

"Speaking."

"In my opinion, this is not the case." As soon as Han Mu said this, Mr. Han Yong was shocked and hurriedly gazed at him with his eyes. Miss Yurun also opened her mouth in surprise and looked at him in a daze. Han Mu was a little embarrassed and secretly looked at Wang Xianzhi.

"It was originally a conversation about the world, and my nephew just said it; I am not yet able to hear bad words." The prefect Wang did not think it was offended, and he said it."

When he opened the bow without turning back, Han Muya continued, "The running script of the prince and the prince is a unique person in the world. If someone can surpass him, it can only be a joke. I have been lucky enough to read the copy of the "Preface to the Lanting Collection" written by the prince. From the meaning and rhyme, it is worthy of flowing clouds and flowing water, and the elegant and elegant eight-character test. From the skills and strokes, it is worthy of the exquisite bones, beautiful dots and strokes, sparse and dense, and clever white space. If you want to surpass this calligraphy skill, it is even more difficult than climbing to the sky."

When everyone saw him talking and commenting accurately, and his knowledge was extraordinary, they all thought: This kid is really a bit evil.

"I have only read the copy of the "Chumu Tie" of the prince and the prince's cursive script. If I want to be calm, I should be able to afford it. It floats like a floating cloud and agile as if it is astonishing as a dragon. I have already become a master and a family. All the fonts of the prince have become their own styles. So I said that I am afraid that I can't surpass the prince's achievements." Han Mu Xun said.

Wang Xianzhi was thinking, his face was sometimes happy and sometimes worried, and no one dared to speak out.

"However, my small calligraphy cannot surpass it?" Wang Xianzhi suddenly said.

"This is the knot in the heart of the adults. In fact, from the bottom of my heart, it is your regular script that is proud of. I have also observed the master's amazing work "Farewell Fu" and is indeed comparable to the princes and princes in terms of brushwork. However, if you talk about the meaning of calligraphy, it is too handsome and charming, and it is difficult to compare."

Han Yong could no longer bear it and shouted angrily: "Ignorance boy, I am still talking nonsense, stop talking quickly." He turned to the prefect Wang and said: "Don't blame me for being a naughty child. I have no right to teach my children. I will forgive my guilt."

The prefect of Wang said, "How did Brother Han say this? You and I are close friends. Don't you know what I value most in my life? Today, Han's nephew talked to me about calligraphy and criticizing the shortcomings. It is the gentleman's fault. What's the blame?"

Turning his head, Han Mu said, "This is the crux of what I have always thought about. What is the reason for my nephew?"

Han Mu said: "Learning from Mrs. Wei's books is just a waste of time."

The prefect Wang smiled and lit Han Mu with his hands, saying, "Good boy, good boy. If you don't say it, I have forgotten my father's teachings. I'll wake up the dreamer with one word."

Prince Wang smiled and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The atmosphere in the hall immediately eased. Miss Yurun glanced at Han Mu and asked, "Dad, are there any allusions here?"

Wang Taishou smiled and said, "Who do you think this sentence is said? It was said by your ancestor Wang Weng. When your ancestor was first learning calligraphy, you learned Madam Wei, the master of calligraphy in the world. He learned it vividly, but he couldn't make any progress. So once he sighed that learning Madam Wei's calligraphy was just a matter of time. He was determined to break through himself and create oneself in oneself, so that he could achieve something. When I was young, I took this golden and jade words as a wind in my ears."

After a pause, he said, "Nephew Han said that my regular script is too handsome and charming. The reason is that I learned calligraphy from my father and Mrs. Wei. That Mrs. Wei is a woman, so it is natural to say that Mrs. Wei is beautiful and charming. I have been thinking hard all the time, and today my nephew Han pointed out the mystery. Haha, haha."

Everyone suddenly realized and looked at Han Mu with a different eye. Miss Yurun said wonderingly: "But, how did Brother Han Shi learn about this?"

Wang Xianzhi looked at Han Mu in confusion when he heard this. Han Mu was only seventeen years old. When the prince said this, he was still in his mother's stomach. Han Mu regretted it, why didn't he expect this festival? He hurriedly said: "I just heard it when others talk. I guess when the prince said this, someone from the side passed it out."

After hearing this, Wang Xianzhi and others could only think so. They moved a big stone in their hearts and didn't care about delving into it. They ordered people to prepare food and drinks and keep guests.

The dinner was rich, and the prefect Wang invited several staff members to accompany him, and the guests and hosts were all happy.

After the banquet, everyone was tasting tea in the hall; the prefect Wang asked Han Mu to sit next to him, and as he chatted, the topic was about calligraphy again. The prefect Wang said, "Nephew Han has a good taste of calligraphy, and his attainments seem to be somewhat awesome."

Han Mu said: "Where is the effort in my mouth. If I want me to write, it will be similar to a crab crawling."

Everyone laughed, and the prefect Wang said, "My dear nephew, I saw that your handwriting was quite elegant. You must have not practiced much, and you are indeed not good at skills."

"What the adults said is that I am impetuous and practicing calligraphy is really not suitable for me."

"The character of my nephew is indeed straightforward, but it needs to be changed in the future. Do you think that today your father and I talk in the hall is very boring; but in this world, in various occasions, whether bored or bored, this kind of scene still needs to be done. Do you know why?"

Han Mu thought for a while and said, "This is the way to deal with the world."

"By the way, this is how to deal with people. Sometimes people are pushed away, not just how you want to go."

Han Mu was thinking about this sentence and thoughtful. Miss Yurun also lowered her head, as if she was thinking.

"Does Nephew Han intend to learn calligraphy from me?" Wang Xianzhi looked at Han Mu with a smile.

Han Mu's head was as big as a fight and hurriedly said, "I dare not, if I become your disciple, it would be a shame to the reputation of an adult. Actually, I don't care how I write. I just have a pair of eyes that can appreciate. I have my own view of calligraphy."

"Oh? I wish to hear the good fortune." Lord Wang is very interesting.

"Don't blame me for abruptness." Han Mu first sued him. After hearing this, the prefect Wang knew that there were some remarks later.

"In fact, for a person, the most important thing is to improve his own cultivation, and he can take into account other things on this basis. For example, painting, calligraphy, piano skills, literary talent, etc. are like ribbons decorated on clothes, and their own moral cultivation is the clothes themselves. How can you talk about decoration if you don't dress properly? You are wearing jade pendants barefoot on your neck. This is not to modify it, but to make a fool of yourself. Below is to wear clothes neatly and completely. For other aspects, I have not reached that level, which is different from adults. Adults are famous people in the world, and they have long been famous for their moral character. The more you modify, the more you add your demeanor and dignity, why not do it?"

Everyone was stunned by what they said.
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