Ran Sheng heard someone arrogantly saying that only his young man could write such big characters in the world, and he thought to himself: "Whose young man is so clever, can he compare to my young man?" He asked Chen Caozhi.
He said: "Xiao Langjun, I'm going to see who is writing." He took a big step and left.
Chen Caozhi was afraid that Ran Sheng would cause trouble, so he said to Mrs. Lu, Zhang Wenwan and Lu Weirui: "Let's go and take a look first." Then he and Zhi Fahan accompanied Mrs. Lu and Lu Weirui to go around to the left side of Dong'an Temple, and saw a crowd of people under a yellow wall.
There was a large group of people, including bald monks and waiters in the temple, believers who came to offer incense, and servants of wealthy families. They all stretched their necks to read the big characters written on the yellow wall. Because they were blocked by others, Chen
Cao Zhi only saw the tops of a few large characters, but the strokes were excellent, and even though he could not see the whole characters, he knew they were high-quality characters——
Ran Sheng stood there obviously much taller than the others, and read loudly: "Pictures of Immortal Clouds - well written, but not very good, the word "Pian" is too thick, and the word "Yun" is too thin -
What, am I right?" Ran Sheng saw someone glaring at him and immediately stared back.
Ran Sheng murmured: "The writing is very big and very good, but if you want to say that you are the best in the world, I don't think it is possible——"
Some of the pilgrims who recognized Chen Caozhi said in surprise: "This is Jiangzuo Weijie, Chen Caozhi, Chen Langjun!"
There was a young man who looked like a book boy who was very angry at Ran Sheng's rude words and was jealous of Chen Caozhi's handsomeness. He said with a cold breath: "Whoever says these four big characters are not the best, let him write one."
Come out and take a look at the best big characters!"
Ran Sheng blushed and asked the book boy: "Did you write this word?"
The boy said proudly: "How can I tell that it was written by my young husband?"
Ran Sheng was very competitive and refused to let the book boy compete. He said: "My young man can write better than your young man. My young man can write with both hands. Can your young man write?"
Chen Caozhi was about to scold Ran Sheng for not talking too much. Mrs. Lu Zhang Wenwan heard that Ran Sheng was having fun arguing, so she smiled and signaled Chen Caozhi not to stop Ran Sheng from fighting with the book boy. Although Ran Sheng looked bigger than the book boy.
He is twice as old as the boy, and he has a beard and a beard, but he should be about the same age as the book boy. Both of them are proud of their respective young men, and they don’t give in to each other——
Lu Weirui pursed her lips and smiled. She had seen Chen Caozhi's calligraphy with both hands. Chen Langjun was probably the only one in the world who could write a good calligraphy with both hands, so she didn't have to worry about who Chen Langjun would lose to.
The book boy looked sideways at Chen Caozhi and said: "It's not uncommon to be able to write with both hands. The key is to write well. If scribbling is nothing, then I can do it."
Ran Sheng said angrily: "It's up to you to stand aside and call your young husband."
"Just call." The book boy turned around and asked a servant: "Where has the young man gone?"
The servant said: "I went to the temple with Miss Xi to pick loquats."
The bookboy glanced at Chen Cao and said to Ran Sheng, "Just wait." He trotted away.
At this time, the crowd dispersed, and Chen Caozhi saw the four regular characters written on the yellow wall of the temple - "Pictures of Fairy Clouds". The pieces of fairy clouds should refer to the hot spring clouds rising everywhere in Tangshan. These four
Each character is six feet square, with a grand momentum, a strong writing force, a strong momentum and a sharp edge, and full of spirit and energy.
Kang Youwei once said that there are five difficulties in writing big characters: the first is the difference in holding the pen, the second is the inability to control the movement, the third is the sudden change in standing, the fourth is the difficulty of imitating, and the fifth is the difficulty of mastering the pen. If there are these five, even if some people can write
A person who is familiar with the method of stele tablets and writes a list of books all at once, but often makes mistakes——
Writing on such a wall is very different from writing at the desk in ordinary times. The pen used is also a special large pen like a rafter. Because the pen is heavy and the posture of holding the pen is different, it is impossible to hold the pen with four fingers. Instead, the pen is held in the tiger's mouth and the writing is done.
The beauty of using a large calligraphy pen lies in the sharpness of the strokes. It requires all the force and no movement, and it is especially difficult to frame the structure. This requires a high level of calligraphy skills on the part of the writer. He must practice large calligraphy regularly, and not just practice more.
You can write well if you don't have the foundation of small regular script. You can't write big characters at all. But the four big characters "Pictures of Immortal Clouds" in front of you have the spirit of epigraphy and stone inscriptions, and the smooth charm of regular regular script. They have an exquisite structure and are completed in one go.
Chen Caozhi praised: "Excellent, it is indeed a wonderful book!"
Ran Sheng's eyes turned into bull's eyes and he stammered: "Xiao Langjun, you, you said the same!"
Chen Cao said: "I dare not say that I am the best in the world, but I am far behind."
Ran Sheng said: "That's because Xiaolangjun has never practiced such big calligraphy. No one can match Xiaolangjun's left-hand calligraphy, right?"
Zhi Fahan said: "Is Chen Tanyue good at calligraphy with both hands? I must see it today."
Chen Caozhi said with a smile: "Young man, you'd better go and see the Lord Commander." He turned around and went back when he heard the book boy from before shouting: "My young master is here." Chen Caozhi stopped and thought too.
Do you want to know who this young man is who is good at writing books?
I saw a pair of young men and women walking on the Fangfei path outside the temple. The man was about 7 feet 3 inches tall.
It gives people the feeling of a breeze and a bright moon; the girl next to this man is also in her twenties. Although not as beautiful as this man, her figure is plump and graceful, her face is plump and tender, her eyebrows are long and slender, and her almond-shaped eyes are full. She looks around her as she walks.
A man with a gentle and affectionate expression——
As soon as Mrs. Lu saw this pair of handsome young men and women, she couldn't help but compare them with Chen Caozhi and Wei Rui. Except that the man was slightly shorter than Chen Caozhi, he had a more elegant look.
None of them are inferior to Chen Cao. Although that girl is also a beauty, but compared with the delicate and beautiful Rui'er, both appearance and temperament are slightly inferior——
Who are these young men and women? Such an outstanding man with excellent calligraphy cannot be an unknown person!
The book boy pointed at Chen Caozhi and Ran Sheng and said, "Xiao Langjun, these are the two people who said your handwriting is not good."
Chen Caozhi shook his head secretly. This scholar was really good at instigating people. He didn't want to make enemies out of nowhere. He asked, "Is that what I said?"
When asked by Chen Caozhi, the book boy flinched and said forcefully: "But you didn't praise my young man's handwriting for his good calligraphy -"
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by everyone talking, everyone said that Chen Langjun had just said that this was a wonderful book, and even the young man's servant said so.
While everyone was chatting, the young man didn't say a word, he looked tall and calm.
Zhi Fahan came forward and asked: "Little monk Zhi Fahan of Dong'an Temple, may I ask what is Tan Yue's surname?"
The young man had obviously heard of Zhi Fahan's name, and he returned the greeting: "It turns out to be Senior Brother Zhi. Your Majesty, Wang Xianzhi, came to your temple with his father to visit Lord Zhi."
Chen Caozhi's heart was moved. It turned out that this person was Wang Xianzhi. He was indeed the most outstanding of Wang Xizhi's seven sons. Compared with Wang Ningzhi and Wang Huizhi, he was more brilliant, uninhibited and romantic. Then the girl next to Wang Xianzhi must be Xi Chao's younger sister Xi Daomao.
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Zhi Fahan introduced Chen Caozhi to Wang Xianzhi. Wang Xianzhi had been with his cousin Xi Daomao in Jingkou for the past year. He had also heard of Chen Caozhi's reputation. Zhi Fahan heard that the handsome and tall man in front of him was Chen Caozhi, who was known as Jiangzuo Weijie.
Cao Zhi couldn't help but secretly praise the reputation for being well-deserved, but he couldn't help but feel a little grudge in his heart——
Wang Xianzhi was tepid in his treatment of others, taciturn, and seemed not to argue with others, but in fact he was extremely conceited and arrogant. When he was a child, he once watched his guests play Aobao, which is similar to chess in later generations. Wang Xianzhi watched it for a while and said: "Nanfeng
No competition." It means that the one who sits in the south will lose. The guest sneered and said: "This man can also spy on the leopard and see something." Wang Xianzhi felt that he was being slighted and said angrily: "I am ashamed of Xun Fengqian from afar, and I am ashamed of Liu Zhenchang from afar.
” He walked away with a puff of his sleeves.
Liu Zhenchang is Xie An's brother-in-law, Liu Xun of Pei State. He is proficient in Lao Zhuang and can understand mystical principles. He once predicted that Huan Wen would destroy Shu and take power.
Xun Can, the son of Xun Yu in "My Son's House", was famous for his mysterious heart and deep affection. The infatuated man who was naked and cold in the twelfth lunar month of winter and then cooled down his wife who had a high fever was this Xun Fengqian——
Wang Xianzhi's words meant that he only admired Xun Can and Liu Xun, and did not respect the others. Wang Xianzhi was even more conceited about his calligraphy. Xie An once asked him: "How can your calligraphy be respected by your family?"
How does Wang Xianzhi's calligraphy compare with that of his father Wang Xizhi? According to common sense, one should admit that Wang Xianzhi is not as good as his father, but Wang Xianzhi replied: "So it should be different." It means that each has its own characteristics. Xie An said: "External theory is not good."
When it was said that Wang Xizhi's calligraphy was better than Wang Xianzhi's, Wang Xianzhi was unconvinced and said: "How could anyone know!"
Wang Xianzhi was so proud and arrogant in calligraphy that he refused to be humble even to his father. How could he allow Chen Caozhi to criticize his big calligraphy, even though I heard that Chen Caozhi praised these four characters?
But he didn't hear it with his own ears, so he immediately gave a little salute and said: "Brother Chen, please write a few big characters and have a look."
Wang Xianzhi was still young and vigorous. Chen Caozhi smiled and said: "Brother Wang has big characters on it, who dares to write on it?"
Wang Xianzhi felt that Chen Caozhi's words were not very respectful, and he seemed to be being modest but actually teasing him, so he said: "It doesn't matter if you write a few words, brother Chen, why should you be too modest?" He then ordered someone to bring a specially made rafter pen from Baima Workshop.
Chen Caozhi glanced at Lu Weirui next to him. Lu Weirui had clear eyes and a smile on his lips. Chen Caozhi glanced at Xi Daomao again and thought: "Wei Rui is here, I can't shrink too much. Although Wang Xianzhi is a calligraphy genius,
I have a family background, but my knowledge of calligraphy is wider than his. Yan Liu Ouzhao, Dian Zhang Zuisu, and Su Huang Mi Cai, Shou Jin Liufen. Wang Xianzhi has never dreamed of these calligraphy masters, and Wang Xianzhi
I have also copied the Han Li and Zhang Cao that I have studied carefully in the past few years -" he immediately said: "I have never learned big characters, so I will just write two lines at will. Do you have a large one with a long edge and purple hair?"
Wang Xianzhi glanced at Chen Cao, smiled slightly, and ordered someone to bring a large long-edged purple-hair pen, and a servant took a large inkstone to grind ink. The inkstone was as big as a basin.
Grinding ink for him, he wrote in the air with a one-foot-long purple hair pen, and said to Mrs. Lu Zhang Wenwan: "I'm going to show my embarrassment in front of Aunt Zhang."
Chen Caozhi and Zhang Wenwan came to Beijing together and were already very familiar with each other, but this was the first time that Lu Weirui heard Chen Caozhi call her stepmother Zhang Wenwan Aunt Zhang. She was a little surprised and saw that her stepmother Zhang Wenwan's expression was as usual.
This made me feel relieved and secretly happy.
Zhang Wenwan said with a smile: "I have never seen Cao Zhi's left and right hand calligraphy. Today I will open my eyes."
At this time, I suddenly heard someone announcing the name of Buddha, saying: "Chen Tanyue is coming, and the old monk is not far away to welcome him." He also said: "Two female devotees from the Lu family, please come to the Buddhist hall to have a rest."
Chen Caozhi turned around and saw a tall, thin monk with a pale face, about fifty years old, looking at him with a smile. This monk did not look lonely, his eyes were gentle and wise, and he held a rhinoceros-handled tassel in his hand.
, and it turned out to be Wang Bi wearing a cassock.
"My dear boy, Chen Caozhi, pays homage to Mr. Zhi." Chen Caozhi bowed deeply.
Mrs. Lu Zhang Wenwan and Lu Weirui also paid homage to Zhi Gong respectively. Although Zhi Daolin, who was like a wandering crane and a wild crane, lived in a remote place in Tangshan, he also knew about the affair between Chen Caozhi and Lu Weirui. When he saw Chen Caozhi and Lu's mother and daughter, they came to Dong'an Temple together.
I couldn't help but smile. He was a monk and had no regard for family status. He was happy to see this good marriage.
Zhi Daolin said: "Introduce someone to Chen Tan Yue, Langya Wang Yi Shao Wang Tan Yue——"
Chen Caozhi had already seen this old scholar with a black turban and a loose demeanor standing on the left side of the Zhidao Forest. Although he was nearly sixty years old, he still had a face as beautiful as a crown jade, with delicate features and beautiful eyes. His appearance was very similar to that of Wang Xianzhi.
He is tall and thin, with a wide and slow robe, making him feel weak and out of clothes.
Chen Caozhi bowed his head to the ground: "Qian Tang and Chen Caozhi have met senior Wang Youjun."
The slender Wang Xizhi looked at Chen Caozhi with a smile and said: "Three years ago, I saw Chen Gongzi's poems written in left and right hands by Quan Changshi. The poems are wonderful and the calligraphy is wonderful. When I saw it today, I found that the man is even more wonderful.
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Zhi Daolin smiled and said: "Brother Yi, this Chen Tanyue is not only knowledgeable in Confucianism and Mystery, but also has a wonderful understanding of Buddhism. The old monk invited him here to ask for his advice."
Wang Xizhi knew that Zhi Daolin did not make polite remarks, and when Zhi Daolin said that he was really asking for advice, he was secretly surprised. He thought to himself that Chen Caozhi was the same age as Xianzhi, could he really be such a genius? So he called his son Wang Xianzhi to come over and talk to Chen Caozhi.
When Cao Zhi met, Wang Xianzhi said: "Dad, I have already met Brother Chen -"
At this time, the servant of the Wang family who was polishing the ink raised his voice and said: "Master, the ink has been polished. Please write."
Chen Caozhi glanced at Wang Xianzhi, who nodded in greeting and said: "Please."
Chen Caozhi said to Zhi Daolin and Wang Xizhi: "Brother Zijing wants me to make a fool of myself on the wall. I have no choice but to play tricks and ask Senior Wang Youjun to be honest."
Wang Xizhi raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Very good. I just wanted to see how Mr. Chen's calligraphy has progressed in the past three years."
Chen Caozhi gave a brief salute, picked up his pen and walked under the yellow wall. On the right side of the four characters "Pictures of Immortal Clouds" written by Wang Xianzhi, he calmed his breath first, then held the pen with his left hand, writing in the style of Ouyang Xun's "Zhang Han Tie"
Write four lines of large characters in cursive writing:
"The body is like a bodhi tree, and the mind is like a mirror. I should brush it diligently at all times to avoid dust."
Each of the twenty characters is about the size of a bowl, with a strict structure and a sharp and steep shape.
Just listen to Ran Sheng shouting in surprise: "Why does Xiao Langjun write such calligraphy with his left hand!"
Chen Cao always writes this kind of "Zhang Han Tie" running script with his right hand, and writes various Han Li, Zhong Yao, Wang Xie and other styles with his left hand. Although Ran Sheng is not proficient in calligraphy, he has seen it a lot. Now I see Chen Cao.
