He has many identities, including the sword armor of the Thirteen Armors of Spring and Autumn!
Xu Fengnian's grandfather, Wu Su's father, the famous calligrapher of Western Chu. The person standing opposite Zhang Yange looked like a down-and-out old man.
The Thirteen Armors of the Spring and Autumn Period, the sword armor is Li Chun Gang, the sword armor is Qi Lianhua.
However, unlike Li Chungang, he only appeared briefly in the world and then disappeared. As a result, his reputation was later overshadowed by Gu Jiantang.
Become the best swordsman in the world!
Regarding his question, Zhang Yange just smiled and did not answer.
"For some reason, the warriors in the martial arts world always raise their swords and suppress their swords. They are all murderers, so there is no difference." Qi Lianhua said when Zhang Yange didn't answer, he was minding his own business.
"Come out!"
Nangong jumped down from a tree...
At night, she naturally discovered Qi Lianhua.
Song Nianqing was looking after the house, so she came with him.
Nangong stood next to Zhang Yange. Qi Lianhua looked at Nangong and said, "He is practicing swordsmanship wholeheartedly."
Nangong could naturally see the terrifying sword intention of the old man in front of him.
"Who is the senior?" Nangong couldn't help but ask.
"I am a nameless old man." Qi Lianhua said.
Since people have said this, Zhang Yange will not point out his identity in an annoying way.
Nangong found that she seemed to be a hindrance here, because Qi Lianhua and Zhang Yange had no intention of speaking because of her appearance.
"You guys talk." Nangong turned around and left angrily.
When Nangong left, Qi Lianhua said, "Are you friends with Xiaonian?"
"Yeah." Zhang Yange nodded.
"Do you know my identity?" Qi Lianhua asked.
"I understand, senior is Sword and Armor Qi Lianhua." Zhang Yange said truthfully.
"Sword armor? Qi Lianhua?" He narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Qi Lianhua has a lot of ambitions and a lot of things in his life. He wants his calligraphy to surpass the ancients, he wants his family to prosper, he wants the Chu Kingdom to be long, and he wants the welfare of the people. In the end,
Nothing is accomplished and both hands are empty.
My name is Wu Jiang now!"
"Senior Wu." Zhang Yange clasped his fists. He still respected this senior who was named after Li Chungang.
"I rented the yard next to yours." Qi Lianhua said, "I heard your handwriting is ugly, please learn how to calligraphy with me."
He said the last half of the sentence in a pleading tone.
"On behalf of Xiaonian's mother, I can thank you for protecting Xiaonian during these two trips."
Poor parents in the world, Zhang Yange thought that he could learn to make swords, and practicing calligraphy was no big deal.
"Sure." Zhang Yange said with a smile.
Seeing Zhang Yange agreed, Qi Lianhua's skinny face showed a smile.
When Zhang Yange went back in the evening, Song Nianqing was still waiting. Seeing that he was fine, Song Nianqing fell asleep.
Qi Lianhua is the kind of person who left the world for a while and then disappeared. The calligraphy sage of the Western Chu Dynasty has a long history. He is known as the seal script, official script, cursive script, and regular script, and has been ranked second in the millennium.
However, in the early Spring and Autumn Period, Qi Lianhua, who came from a wealthy family, was recognized as a great calligrapher with extraordinary talents. When he was an official in the Chu Dynasty and edited in the Imperial Academy, he only did small things like helping Emperor Jiang write imperial edicts and inscriptions, and he edited more than half of the works.
The previous dynasty's history books ended without any illness, so at that time there were nicknames Qi Banbu and Tianhualang. The latter insinuated that Qi Lianhua would only add icing on the cake but not help in times of trouble...
As for how he and Wu Su's mother met, I'm afraid only the person involved knows now.
Zhang Yange went next door the next day with pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
Ever since Zhang Yange helped Song Nianqing make the sword, he had been concentrating on raising the sword all day long.
When Qi Lianhua saw the cheap pen, ink, paper and inkstone that Zhang Yange brought, he couldn't help but read for a long time. Then he took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone that he had prepared and let Zhang Yange use it.
The old man sat aside and muttered, and then asked Zhang Yange to write.
It should be a poem that Zhang Yange has never heard of.
It’s obscure and difficult to understand, but there are still a lot of words Zhang Yan
I don’t even know how to write a song.
Qi Lianhua's eyes twitched as he read the article.
"Just use your own ink pen next time." Qi Lianhua said.
This is the first time Zhang Yange has learned something and been disliked by others...
In the evening, Qi Lianhua gave Zhang Yange the word "Yong" and asked him to go back and copy it. During dinner, Chen Yu called Zhang Yange three times before going to eat.
Song Nianqing knew it after just one look, and said dissatisfiedly, "If you don't learn a good sword, how can you practice swordsmanship?"
Nangong was attracted by the word "Yong", but she was too embarrassed to read more.
Zhang Yange said, "It's okay. I asked the owner of this word and he said you are qualified to read it."
Zhang Yange could naturally see that the word Yong was a sword move.
But Zhang Yange, who had been disliked all day, was not willing to copy this word and be done with it.
"It's very easy to copy this." Nangong felt that one day he would turn around.
She picked up the pen and wrote the word "forever" easily.
Being pinned down by this guy all the time... Bah!
I have always been outmatched by this guy, and today I finally beat him once.
"What I worry about is not copying the word, but copying its meaning!" Zhang Yange said and took the pen from Nangong's hand.
Naturally, it was inevitable for the two of them to have skin-to-skin contact. Zhang Yange held his breath and concentrated, and wrote the word "forever" after being covered in thick ink.
Nangong looked at it once, turned around and left.
Sometimes students say that they didn’t do well in exams, so don’t believe it.
Zhang Yange's word "Yong" has long been freed from the shackles of Qi Lianhua, but Zhang Yange's sword intention seems to have less meaning than his.
In the end, Zhang Yange casually held the knife and practiced his eight sword skills in the yard.
Nangong stood aside with an ugly expression, and Song Nianqing asked, "What's wrong..."
"Nothing!" Nangong said coldly.
After practicing the eight sword techniques for more than ten times, Zhang Yange ran into the room and wrote down the most satisfying word "Yong".
The next day Qi Lianhua saw Zhang Yange and asked, "How is it?"
Zhang Yange took out the results of the night.
"You only copied one piece?" Qi Lianhua felt that it shouldn't be the case. Although this guy's handwriting is average, his talent is really nothing to say.
Or do you mean there is no intention...
As a result, Qi Lianhua was stunned when the word "Yong" came into his eyes.
In his eyes, this word "Yong" is already very powerful, although his writing skills are still a bit immature. But the most important thing is that this word "Yong" actually fully understands his sword intention.
Originally, Qi Lianhua thought that all he needed to do was master the sword technique. However, Zhang Yange even learned the sword intention.
"Just one night?"
"Yeah." Zhang Yange smiled. "It's been a serious night."
Qi Lianhua looked Zhang Yange up and down and said, "I'll teach you running script today!"
"Yeah." Zhang Yange nodded. "To be honest, I really think this calligraphy is somewhat interesting."
"Something interesting?" Qi Lianhua snorted coldly. "You can learn from it."
So one of them taught sincerely, and the other studied hard.
Within six months, Zhang Yange had completely mastered Qi Lianhua's calligraphy. Calculating the time, it was time for Xu Fengnian to come back, so Qi Lianhua left directly.