Just when the Ming Cult members were about to cross the suspension bridge, Li Jiang moved his lips, but in the end he held back and did not make a sound.
Zhao Min stepped forward and saluted, and said heroically: "All the heroes of the Ming Sect came to Green Willow Villa today, and they are really shining. Master Zhang, please! Yang Zuo, please! Senior Yin, please! King Wei Bat, please... This is
Consultant Li?"
She knew all the Mingjiao heroes, and casually reported their names without any introduction, and there was no mistake in the order of status. Only when she faced Li Jiang, she was a little confused.
Zhou Dian couldn't help it anymore and asked aloud: "Miss, how do you know our names? Do you have the ability to predict the future?"
Zhao Min was not unhappy because he was interrupted by Zhou Dian. He smiled and said: "The heroes of the Ming Cult are famous all over the world. Who doesn't know about it? In the recent battle at Guangmingding, Leader Zhang used his peerless magic to intimidate the six major sects, and it has even spread throughout the martial arts world.
You all are heading east to the Central Plains. I don’t know how many martial arts friends you will admire and receive along the way. Is this just a little girl?"
Zhou Dian changed the subject, and Zhao Min did not continue to press for Li Jiang's origins.
Next, it was her turn to get to know the masters around her. However, she was not asked to kiss them. The eight Orions took the initiative to introduce themselves.
The eight people together are called the Eight Heroes of the Divine Arrow. A tall man said: "Here is Zhao Yishang, this is Qian Erbai, this is Sun Sande, and this is Li Si De." Then he pointed to the other four people and said:
"This is Friday's defeat, this is Wu Liu's defeat, this is Zheng Qi's destruction, this is Wang Ba's decline."
After hearing this, the Mingjiao lords were all dumbfounded, but it was normal for people in the world to use false names, so they stopped fussing and insisted on asking for clarification.
Zhao Min personally led the way and ushered everyone into the hall.
I saw a plaque hanging high in the hall with the four characters "Green Willow Villa" written on it.
Hanging in the middle hall is a picture of "Eight Horses" hand-painted by Zhao Meng.
There is a large character hanging on the left wall, which reads: "The white rainbow is flying on the throne, the green snake is roaring in the box, the killing frost is at the front, the moon is approaching the new year. The sword cuts through the clouds in the sky, the sword hits the sun and fights, the sword breaks the demon's belly
, the sword brushes the head of the sycophant. When you hide, you will ward off evil spirits. Don’t just scare your concubines. Leave them behind to kill the dragon. Don’t test the dogs in the street."
At the end of the poem, there is a line of small words: "I tried the Heavenly Sword at night and learned about it as a sacred object. I also recorded some sword poems to praise it. Bianliang Zhao Min."
Zhang Wuji did not inherit Zhang Cuishan's calligraphy, so he can be called the father of a tiger and the son of a dog. However, he once practiced calligraphy with Zhu Jiuzhen, and he knew a little about the quality of calligraphy. Seeing that the calligraphy in this painting is vertical and horizontal, but quite charming, it is obviously from
This is Miss Zhao's hand.
As a guest, of course he couldn't tell his shortcomings directly. He praised her against his will: "Miss Zhao is versatile in both civil and military affairs. I admire her. I admire her. It turns out that she belongs to a noble family in the old capital of Zhongzhou."
Zhao Min smiled sweetly and said: "His Majesty, Master Zhang, is known as the 'Silver Hook and Iron Cross', and he is a famous calligrapher. Master Zhang has a long history of family studies, and the little girl will ask for a calligraphy later."
Zhang Wuji immediately blushed after hearing this, and Hao Ran said: "If the girl wants me to write, it will cost my life. Unfortunately for me, my late father passed away very early and I was not able to inherit my father's knowledge. I am very ashamed."
Zhao Min smiled and turned to Li Jiang, whom she had never been able to figure out. This man suddenly appeared in the Ming Cult, and the Ruyang Palace's intelligence system has not yet sent any information about him.
But this gentleman is now seriously appreciating Zhao Meng's paintings, without even looking at the banner he wrote, as if he doesn't care.
Zhao Min asked: "I wonder what Consultant Li thinks of this calligraphy I wrote?"
Li Jiang didn't look back, his eyes were still staring at the paintings on the wall, and he said casually: "It's just so-so! Among women, it's pretty good."
After saying this, he still made a "tsk, tsk" sound in his mouth. I don't know if he was sarcastic about Zhao Min or in admiration of Zhao Meng's skills.
Zhao Min's eyes turned cold and he said: "It seems that Consultant Li is a real person and does not reveal his identity. I wonder if you would be honored to ask Consultant Li to keep your calligraphy treasure?"
"Oh?" Li Jiang finally turned his head and glanced at Zhao Min. He hesitated for a moment and then said proudly: "Since Miss Zhao kindly invites me, I won't be presumptuous and show my ugliness. Here comes the pen!"
While they were talking, Zhuang Ding happened to offer tea, and Zhao Min ordered them to get the Four Treasures of the Study.
Does Li Jiang really want to write? Of course he wants to write, and he also understands Zhao Minji's intention in writing. Because words are "paintings from the heart".
As the saying goes, words are like people. Like their learning, their talents, their aspirations, in short, they are like people. In other words, if you have never been in contact with a person, then you can roughly understand the person's character and personality by looking at his handwriting.
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Of course, this is not absolute. Cai Jing’s handwriting is still good! It can only be said that it was basically useful in ancient times, but it is basically useless in modern times, because everyone uses computers to type.
Soon, Zhuang Ding presented the Four Treasures of the Study.
Zhang Wuji quickly took it and polished the ink for Li Jiang himself. After polishing the ink, he also helped him lay out the rice paper.
Li Jiang chose a medium-sized wolf hair and soaked it with thick ink. He thought about it for a moment and then wrote:
"The bright moon of the Qin Dynasty passed the Han Dynasty, and the people who marched thousands of miles have not yet returned."
"But let the flying generals of Dragon City be here, and don't teach Hu Ma to cross the Yin Mountains."
A poem "Poetry for Leaving the Fortress" in regular script with the edge of a warrior and an iron horse appeared on the white rice paper.
Li Jiang put down his pen and nodded with satisfaction.
For more than ten years, he has practiced calligraphy in his spare time to calm his mind. Perhaps due to his ability to control the muscles of his whole body, his calligraphy skills are now quite good. Although he is far from the calligraphy masters and does not have his own style,
But as far as the font is concerned, it has reached the ultimate beauty.
Everyone in the hall gathered around him, and Li Jiang smiled lightly and stepped aside to let them watch.
When Li Jiang was writing, Zhao Min was beside him. The first thing she noticed was Li Jiang's posture and expression when he was writing, and she wanted to analyze Li Jiang's character through these movements.
It wasn't until Li Jiang finished writing that she observed the words on the paper.
I saw these words, each horizontal line was violently depressed downward; each vertical line was paused at the starting point of the pen, and the power was condensed. Coupled with the meaning of this poem, a murderous breath rushed towards my face.
Others in Mingjiao didn't quite understand it, but that didn't stop them from praising it, saying that the characters were beautiful, the poem was powerful, etc.
Only Zhang Wuji and Yang Xiao could fully understand the meaning of Li Jiang's words and couldn't help but look at each other and smile.
Zhao Min's face turned a little dark, but she quickly recovered, looked around, and said: "Everyone has been tired from the journey, and I apologize for the poor hospitality in our village. The little lady ordered the servants to tidy up a few tables.
Food, please come here and enjoy some wine and rice first."
As she spoke, she stood up and led the group of heroes through the corridor and into a large garden.
There is a water pavilion in the center of the garden. There are seven or eight narcissus-like flowers planted in the pool around the water pavilion. They are as large as narcissus, with white flowers and elegant fragrance.
After everyone sat down at different tables, Zhao Min first offered everyone a glass of wine. When everyone in the Ming Cult saw that the wine bottles and glasses were all in good condition, they cheered.
Next, Zhao Min talked very eloquently. She talked about martial arts anecdotes from various sects in the Central Plains, many of which were unknown to the Mingjiao veterans. During the dinner, she also intentionally or unintentionally inquired about Li Jiang's situation.
Li Jiang would definitely not tell her. Every time she asked, he would either ignore him or pretend not to hear and just drink and eat on his own, nodding frequently as if approving the deliciousness of the dishes.
Chapter completed!