(Heavy head and light feet, with Venus eyes... Did you really arrive in 2012?)

The fifth uncle of the Huang family used the method of provoking generals and finally invited Master Mu to come over. However, the time was delayed, but the main man Ye Junsheng left.

The arrival and departure happened to put the Huang family in a dilemma, and Duan was a little staring at him.

In response to this, the fifth uncle of the Huang family complained a little about why Huang's father did not keep Ye Junsheng, but Huang's father was also wronged. How could he keep others?

Na Mu is not tall in this walk, but because of his weight, he looks a little short and fat, with a red face and a strong alcoholic smell. He seems to have just drunk a lot. The robe he wears is long and short, completely different from ordinary people's clothes. He looks like a mess, which is very personal.

His eyes were not big, and he often squinted, looking a little drunk, and sat down swaggeringly, slapped at the table and shouted, asking people to pick up the copybook—

I heard from the fifth uncle of the Huang family that that copybook is worth fifty-five stakes, so I’m a little inlaid with gold? His master’s calligraphy saint can only sell for fifty stakes in a medium size, and only a representative work can sell for more than 100 stakes... However, in recent years, the master’s works have rarely been circulated in the world.

Now a copybook that can sell for fifty-five cents of coins has appeared. Mu Xixing doesn't believe it at all. If it weren't for the fact that the Huang family still had some respect in Dao'an Mansion, how could he be willing to pay attention?

To put it bluntly, it is often just a gimmick, which is just a hype.

But when he was in a good mood today, he came over and glanced.

The truth is that the fifth uncle of the Huang family did not say it clearly. At this time, he was unable to get rid of the tiger, so he had to exchange a wink with Huang's father.

The master had arrived, and Huang's father had no choice but to order Huang Chaozhi to go to the study to get the copybook, and smiled and said, "Master Mu is willing to visit the humble house. It's really a bright future. The dog son is incompetent. If you use such a high price to exchange for a copybook, you are afraid that you will be deceived, so you dare to ask the master to identify it..."

Mu Xuanxing waved his hand and said proudly: "Only a fool would spend such a price to buy a copybook of an unknown man." The language was direct and merciless.

With his status and personality, he would not show any mercy at all.

Huang's father's face was burning. However, several uncles and uncles laughed secretly: Master Mu's words were settled by this.

But Huang Chaozhi lamented in his heart that he could not escape this level. Isn’t it equivalent to showing off his ugly words? But it’s not okay to not take it. The masters came to the door, and his father and all the uncles were waiting outside, and they could not disobey them at all.

"Oh. It's a blessing, not a disaster, it's a disaster that cannot be avoided..."

After weighing it several times, Huang Chaoyi gritted his teeth and took out the letter from under the cabinet and held it in his hand. When he walked out, his heart was scattered and he was beating around.

It seemed that after a long time, he left the hall. At this time, he mustered up the courage and respectfully handed over the copybook: "Please check with the master!"

"hey-hey!"

Mu Xixing showed a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and he was not polite. He took it with him and spread it casually on the table, showing the four big words "Auspicious Household Maintenance".

In the calligraphy industry of Tianhuachao, such words are often used to write banners and hang them in halls or study rooms to give a sense of auspiciousness and stability, which is a bad street content.

The master held a bowl of tea in his hand, sipped it while looking at the words casually: It is undeniable that the words are written in a close eye, square and stable manner, which is quite consistent with the superficial meaning of the words. But who in the world writes the words and words, who will write so badly?

Writing is one of the six arts and a basic skill that must be possessed. During the imperial examination, if the word "go" is written badly, the examiner will filter it out directly when he sees it. Where can I read how the content of your article is written?

One-hand calligraphy is the storefront of a scholar. It is the first impression as the saying goes, and it is very important. The storefront cannot be passed, and you can imagine it later.

Therefore, scholars practice calligraphy first and then learn literature.

At this time, Huang's father and several others stood aside, not daring to breathe, for fear of disturbing the master's appreciation process, and then he would lose his composure.

Huang Chaozhi glanced at him and saw Mu Zuxing smacking his lips. He kept shaking his head. His heart couldn't help but sink: Fantasy is always fantasy, and miracles cannot happen...

He also hoped that Ye Junsheng's handwriting would be well written, so that Master Mu could understand it with a keen eye.

With just a few glances, Mu Xixing finished reading the words, glanced down, and saw that the seal seemed a bit unconventional, and couldn't help but take a few more glances—

An inexplicable feeling of comfort spreads in my heart like a sweet spring. There is no reason at all, it is just that I feel peaceful, calm, and gentle. It seems that all the troublesome and restless thoughts disappear without a trace, and the whole person enters an ethereal state.

"Hey, this is..."

Mu Xuanxing was excited, his eyes gradually glowed, and his expression became a little awe-inspiring. He couldn't help but stand up and looked at the words from the front again-

Over and over again, over and over again...

Looking at the master's appearance, he felt like he was willing to do anything.

Everyone in the Huang family was surprised and didn't know what happened.

After a long time, Master Mu suddenly sighed: "Strokes bring spirit, good words!" He followed the Book Saint for many years and expressed his intentions. He understood that when a character is written to the highest point, he would "strokes bring spirit", which made the viewer involuntarily immerse it in it, and many thoughts arise.

Just like reading articles and appreciating paintings, good works can always resonate with people, so that they are intoxicated and forget themselves.

It seems that the master can write a few works of "stroking to create spirit"... So, can this son's attainments reach the level of a master...

How is that possible?

Mu Xixing immediately denied this possibility - or, it was because the other party had a sudden outburst, and had sudden inspiration, so he happened to write such a copybook.

Yes, it must be the case.

Calligraphy is art, and since it is art, it has an enlightenment more or less. But Master Mu didn't know that it was not that Ye Junsheng's characters could really "realize the spirit", but the rendering effect caused by the seal stamped under the mysterious yellow stone seal of heaven and earth, which makes the whole character more lively and affects the viewer's sensory reaction.

You should know that this character itself is a magic tool, which has almost surpassed the scope of the worldly objects.

The word "动" is just like being able to survive and has some spirituality.

"Master, do you see this word?"

Huang's father couldn't help but ask tentatively.

Mu Xixing forced his eyes away from the copybook in his heart and coughed dryly: "It's so sloppy... Well, do you think this letter cost 55 stakes?"

Huang's father nodded.

"Who is the author?"

Now it was Huang Chaozhi's turn to answer: "It's a classmate and friend of the young student, written by Ye Junsheng, a student of Guanchen Academy." The status of an ordinary scholar with a fame is obviously not qualified. Therefore, he raised the title of "student of the imperial examination", hoping to increase the score slightly.

"Ye Junsheng..."

Mu Xuanxing chewed on this name and felt very unfamiliar, so he belonged to the kind of unknown person.

"Can I really write the word "strokes bring spirit"?"

I was doubtful in my heart and couldn't help but read the words again.

This was amazing. I looked at it for a whole cup of tea. The more I looked, the more I felt happy. The strokes seemed to be feathers that could touch my heart, which hit the most pleasant part of my heart. It was so touching and flirting that it was unbearable. It was like a greedy person filled with delicious food; it was like a playful person who saw the toy he had dreamed of...

The feeling of being happy when you see the hunter, you want to take this thing for yourself.

"Master Wood?"

Huang Chaozhi called out timidly.

Mu Xixing finally looked away again, rubbed his beard that had not grown long, shook his head and said, "This is indeed a trick. As for whether it is worth fifty-five stakes of money, it means that people have different opinions and wise people are not good at generalizing it."

When Huang's father and others heard this, they felt very familiar. Didn't this say that Ye Junsheng had just said before? Why did it come out of the master's mouth again?

If it were not impossible, everyone even doubted whether Ye Junsheng and Mu Zuxing had colluded.

Master Mu, who was stared at by many eyes, felt a little embarrassed, so he simply said straight to the point: "I'll just say it. This character may not be worth that much money, but I feel happy in my heart and want to collect it. I wonder if you are willing to transfer it?"

Huang's father was stunned. The trend of the matter was completely different from his imagination. He couldn't help but blurt out: "How much is the master willing to bid?"

Mu Xuanxing said leisurely: "As the saying goes, it is hard to buy a good fortune for a thousand gold coins. Since this calligraphy was bought by you for fifty-five stakes, I can't take advantage of it, so I'll pay 60 stakes."

As soon as the price was released, everyone was a little dizzy and felt that they had heard it wrong. They asked in unison: "How much?"

"Sixty taels!"

This trip was a resounding sound.

It's messy, everything is messy!

The people of the Huang family looked at each other, looking at each other with big eyes, and finally they were stunned. They could not find the north at all. Even though they traveled around the north and were knowledgeable, they had never encountered such a situation, and their thinking was a little inseparable.

Huang Chaozhi was also confused and wanted to agree, but when he remembered Ye Junsheng's advice, he held back and said, "Master, this calligraphy was given to him by a friend, but he dared not sell it."

Mu Xixing opened his eyes wide: "I don't want to sell it for sixty knots?"

Huang Chaozhi shook his head firmly: "How can a friend's gift be sold for profit?"

Seeing that he was determined, Mu Xixing had to give up and went out in disappointment. When he arrived at the door, he was blown by the cold wind and suddenly started a cold war and woke up: Are you crazy? You have to buy someone else’s copybook for sixty stags, but...

My mind is also chaotic.

After Master Mu left, the uncles of the Huang family looked at Huang Chaozhi with their eyes curled up, and even thought that it was the performance of him and Master Mu who colluded in advance. But if Huang Chaozhi really had such skills, that would be great.

Huang Chaozhi scratched his head and still felt like he was dreaming, which was extremely unreal.

Huang's father suddenly spoke: "Chatzhi, Mr. Ye is not married yet, right? What do you think of your third sister, or your fourth sister, five sister and six sister?"
Chapter completed!