There are many definitions of it in the history of the Huaxia Kingdom, but the most fundamental one is what Guo Pu said in "The Book of Burial".
"The person who is buried takes advantage of the vitality. When the energy is carried by the wind, it will disperse, and by the boundary water, it will stop. The ancients gathered it to prevent it from dispersing, and moved it to stop it. Therefore, it is called Feng Shui. The method of Feng Shui is to get the water first, and to hide the wind second.
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To put it bluntly, it is just the art of phase and earth. It is based on the so-called environment or surrounding changes to study its laws to achieve the purpose of seeking good fortune and avoiding disaster. However, with the development of the times and the continuous improvement of science and technology, more and more people
Some people regard it as a pseudoscience or even superstition.
However, little did they know that Tsinghua University, one of the highest universities in China, has established a separate discipline to study the historical Feng Shui issues in China.
Ordinary people sometimes don't believe these things, but some executives and wealthy businessmen are very taboo about them.
Secretary Qiu told Ye Chenfu that Mr. Tang Yi accidentally gave some advice to the boss behind Ziyuan on some feng shui issues. Later, the boss behind the scenes personally gave Ziyuan a villa, and it was a good one.
The most noble building in the world.
Entering the villa, an antique atmosphere comes from the shop floor.
Although it doesn't look luxurious, it is full of quality. Several ink paintings are hung on the walls, and there are several orchids and the like surrounding it.
It is simple but reveals an artistic conception. It must be said that the decoration of the home alone reveals a charm. Mr. Tang Yi is indeed a great Bodhisattva.
"Brother Ye, Mr. Tang is waiting for you in the study. I won't go up, please!" Secretary Qiu led Ye Chenfu to the study on the second floor, then pointed to the study and turned around to leave.
Watching Qiu Xu walk out of the room, Ye Chenfu couldn't help but shook his head secretly, thinking to himself: Mr. Tang Yi is really a wonderful man. He can step down from a high position without much security nearby and come and go freely. I'm afraid this is the case.
There are not many old people who are paid well. Even the old man of his own family sometimes has restrictions on some things. It seems that he really has to stay away from the roots of the imperial city in order to live a free and easy life.
After knocking on the door a few times, a voice with deep meaning came from inside, "Is it Little Ye Zi here? Come in quickly, come in quickly!"
Little Ye Zi, this name seems to be Ye Chenfu’s nickname and nickname.
It’s just that so many years have passed. Although some people call themselves Ye Zi, not many people call themselves Little Ye Zi. Even their own old man calls himself Bunny. For a while, Ye Chenfu really has something.
A bit of a trance.
He breathed a long sigh of relief and pushed the door open. Mr. Tang Yi's study room was fully displayed in front of Ye Chenfu.
But the first thing Ye Chenfu saw was Mr. Tang Yi, not the rest of the study.
I saw a white-haired old man in the study, dressed in a simple Tang suit, holding a brush in his hand and splashing ink to his heart's content. Although he was old, the brush in his hand was like a dragon and a phoenix, with high spirits and high spirits.
A master's demeanor suddenly appeared in front of Ye Chenfu. Although Ye Chenfu was quite knowledgeable in calligraphy, he didn't have the momentum of Mr. Tang.
Then Ye Chenfu took a slight look at Mr. Tang Yi's study. The term majestic and majestic was probably the best way to describe this study.
A huge splash-ink landscape painting is placed in the middle of the study. The name of Mr. Tang Yi can be vaguely recognized with the words "dragon and snake" written on it.
On both sides are placed blue and white porcelain vases that are almost as tall as a person. The elegant blue and white porcelain has improved the taste of the entire study by several levels. Although it may not be very expensive, it at least shows the taste.
The tables, chairs and bookcases are all made of agarwood, on which are placed the ancient books that Ye Shenfu likes to read, as well as the Hubi Huimo She inkstone.
Mr. Tang Yi remained silent, but the brush in his hand did not stop at all. He did not stop until he finished writing all the words.
Ye Chenfu turned around and saw that the copybook perfectly combined with the aura of Mr. Tang Yi and the connotation of the study room. It was as majestic as thousands of horses galloping on the grassland.
After Tang Yi finished writing, he did not have any courtesy with Ye Chenfu. He turned to look at Ye Chenfu and smiled slightly, and then said an understatement, "Little Yezi, I often heard your grandfather say that you want me to be in the study."
I also have certain attainments in writing. Now, how about writing a few strokes?"
"Since Mr. Tang, you have said so, then of course it is better for me to be respectful than to obey."
Ye Chenfu didn't delay or refuse too much. How could an old man dare to refuse?
It was a stroke of luck, and then Ye Shenfu started writing quickly, and the pen was also like a dragon and a snake, a dragon and a phoenix, and a few words were written in one stroke, as if they were continuous and written in one breath.
In a few breaths, a word was born under Ye Chenfu's hands.
"Endure the calm for a while, and take a step back to open up the world."
This calligraphy was once given to Ye Chenfu by Mr. Ye Zhen when he was on a mission. There was also another calligraphy on it, "Control Anger".
Watching Ye Chenfu finish writing, Mr. Tang Yi, who was standing on one side, began to nod his head. Not that he was encouraging Ye Chenfu, but he really didn't expect that Ye Chenfu's writing could achieve such an achievement.
Although Mr. Ye Zhen mentioned Ye Chenfu's words to Mr. Tang Yi several times before with a unique charm, which is definitely rare among today's dandies.
However, Mr. Tang Yi only regarded it as Mr. Ye Zhen and Mrs. Wang selling melons and boasting about himself.
No one in the world would think that their son is not good, so it is understandable to show partiality and praise.
Although Mr. Tang Yi usually nodded frequently, he really didn't expect that what Mr. Ye Zhen said was a bit modest. Mr. Tang Yi is also well-informed and has seen a lot of young talents over the years.
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But now it seems that there are not only a handful of people who can surpass Ye Shenfu in terms of calligraphy attainments, but none.
In the past, Mr. Tang Yi often lamented that most of these little guys among the third generation of red and the second generation of rich people are arrogant and unable to calm down. If this is the case, how can it be possible to write a good story?
What about calligraphy characters?
But now that he saw Ye Chenfu, Mr. Tang Yi couldn't help it even if he didn't want to praise him.
"This cursive calligraphy is really good. It is done in one go. There are a few words coming out as soon as you start writing. The breath is continuous between the lines. The pen is full of energy and the meaning increases sharply. People who often practice calligraphy know that cursive calligraphy is not difficult, but if you want to write something with character and meaning,
Cursive handwriting is rare. But I didn’t expect that Xiao Yezi, at twenty years old, would be able to write with such grace and grace. It’s not easy!”
Mr. Tang Yi's words undoubtedly spoke highly of Ye Chenfu. You must know that even some so-called calligraphy may not be able to catch the eye of Mr. Tang Yi.
Now that Ye Chenfu can receive such high praise, it is enough to show that Mr. Tang Yi likes Ye Chenfu.
Although Ye Chenfu would occasionally narcissistically talk to himself about how his handwriting was so beautiful, but now when faced with Mr. Tang Yi's praise, Ye Chenfu was still a little embarrassed and said quickly, "Tang
You are so ridiculous. In front of you, Mr. Tang, my words are as small as a witch, and I am playing a big sword in front of Guan Gong."
"Little Ye Zi, being too modest is not good!"
Mr. Tang Yi turned around and looked at Ye Chenfu with a serious look, and then said, "Besides, when you were a kid, I held you and peed all over me. Back then, you knew how to call me Grandpa Tang. Why are you so angry now?"
Woolen cloth."
"Uh!" To be honest, Ye Chenfu really can't remember some things about his childhood very clearly, but thinking that Mr. Tang Yi said this, he must be right. Ye Chenfu quickly smiled, bent down and said, "
Grandpa Tang."
Ye Chenfu's words to Grandpa Tang caused a smile to suddenly appear on Tang Yi's face. Those who didn't know it thought it was because the old man was taking advantage of him, but in fact, he was just happy.
Of course, if Mr. Tang Yi really wants to take advantage and recognize someone else as his grandson, then it is estimated that people in the entire East China Sea who want to be taken advantage of will have to queue up from Sheshan to the estuary. It will definitely be more lively than buying an Apple mobile phone.
"Time flies really fast, and in the blink of an eye you guys have grown so old. I remember when you were young, I used to joke with your grandfather that if I had a granddaughter in the future, I would arrange a baby wedding for you.
"Mr. Tang Yi looked at Ye Chenfu as if he were his grandson-in-law, "It's just that what I didn't expect was that your grandfather, an old and disrespectful man, would later reach an agreement with that old ghost Bai Fengwu and privately order this for you.
It’s a marriage. It’s just that your grandfather is smart and hasn’t told you two.”
"Uh!" Ye Chenfu couldn't help but be stunned. His marriage had been arranged since he was a child, but the old man never told him.
Yaya, the old fox is really cunning and cunning.
"Why, you kid doesn't know it yet!" Mr. Tang Yi looked at Ye Chenfu's appearance, then frowned slightly and said, "If this hadn't been the case, our Tang Guoer would probably be your fiancée now."
"Well!"
Ye Chenfu was stunned again. He had a fiancée no matter what, so he really didn't treat his grandson as his own grandson.
It's just that Ye Chenfu's words of complaint were not heard by Mr. Ye Zhen, otherwise he would have roared and said: Damn, little bastard, I'm not afraid that you can't find a wife to help you in advance! You bastard
You dare to complain without thanking me. It's really a dog biting Lu Dongbin, and he doesn't know a good heart.
"Haha! Okay, okay, I won't sow trouble between you and your old man, otherwise this stubborn old man will come and beat me again." Mr. Tang Yi couldn't help but look at Ye Chenfu's slightly frowning look.
He laughed, then patted Ye Chenfu and said, "But you shouldn't blame your old man. There is no grandfather in this world who doesn't love his grandson. No matter what he does, it is just for the sake of
You little bastards. I admire Mr. Ye very much on this point. He can be cruel to you and train you. This is how he truly loves you. But I can be cruel to myself but I cannot be cruel to my children.
, Otherwise, they wouldn’t be so lawless and unaware of the heights of the sky and the earth.”
Seeing the slightly regretful look on Mr. Tang Yi's face and the expression that he hated that iron cannot be made into steel, Ye Chenfu said quickly, "Grandpa Tang, as the saying goes, children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. No matter what, you should believe that they are not, and no matter what they do, believe that they will do it."
He has his own achievements."
"Haha, I hope so, I hope so!"
Mr. Tang Yi smiled and then said, "Let's go, it just so happens that I haven't gone out for a long time. If you are in a good mood today, I will go hang out with you."
After that, the old man took Ye Chenfu and walked out of the study.
Now it seems that Mr. Tang Yi has a pretty good impression of Ye Chenfu. So far, Ye Chenfu has fulfilled his expectations. But he doesn't know what he will face next, let us wait and see.