Exploring the Secret: Dig the Mausoleum of the First Emperor at the beginning

Chapter 147 Banpo Ruins ([-])
Rodin got up and went to watch this work as well, after watching it for a while.

I feel that the calligraphy of the man who is honored as Meng Lao does have merits, but it is not comparable to Zhao Mengfu's calligraphy no matter what!

She definitely has the ability to appreciate art at the very least.

Lu Jian stood behind Luo Dan, glanced at the work, and stopped looking at it.

Everyone's eyes were on the calligraphy, but Lu Jian looked out of the window with disdain.

This abnormal behavior caught Elder Meng's attention, and he asked Lu Jian, "My little friend, what do you think of this work?"

"Are you asking me?" Lu Jian responded.

"Hmm, what's wrong, can you point it out?"

"Are you sure you want me to tell?"

"But it doesn't matter!"

"It looks like rubbish to me! You have ruined a piece of fine rice paper!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present and Rodan were stunned.

A middle-aged man in his 40s beside him looked unhappy, and said bluntly: "Do you know who you are talking to? Mr. Meng is the vice president of the Provincial Book Association."

"That doesn't prove that this work is a masterpiece!"

"You, you speak rudely at a young age."

"I didn't want to say it at first, but he forced me to say it."

There were still people who wanted to criticize Lu Jian, but Mr. Meng motioned for everyone to be quiet.

Although his face was ugly, he still said politely to Lu Jian.

"Since this little friend doesn't like my calligraphy, it must be a good handwriting! Can you let me open my eyes?"

"I don't want to write!"

Lu Jian's words of rejection are self-evident!

But in the ears of several people, it was Lu Jian who was afraid, afraid of revealing his secrets.

Luo Dan apologized: "I'm really sorry, this is my friend who doesn't know much about calligraphy, and that's why I offended Mr. Meng."

When several people heard this, they laughed and said: "No wonder, he is a layman."

"Let me just say, this is Wang Xizhi's "Lanting Collection Preface", he also thinks it is rubbish."

"Hey, young people, you still have to learn more and see more to appreciate the beauty of art!"

The livid color on Meng Lao's face turned into a smile: "Everyone, don't say a few words! If an expert wants to debate with an outsider, then he is an outsider!"

The middle-aged man also said immediately: "Old Meng is right, I remembered a joke. For example, I told the rocket scientist that your rocket is not good, and the fuel is not good. I think you have to burn wood, preferably coal, coal It is better to choose clean coal, and washing coal with water is not good. If that scientist looks at me, he will lose."

Luo Dan's face turned from accompaniment to displeasure, and he himself apologized for Lu Jian.

These people also humiliated Lu Jian as a layman, which was a bit unreasonable.

Seeing Luo Dan's slightly angry face, Lu Jian wanted to ask for an explanation.

He stepped forward, stood in front of Rodin, and said to her seriously.

"Let's go! Arguing with these arty people, if I look at him more, we will lose!"

Luo Dan and Lu Jian just stepped out of the door of the painting and calligraphy studio.

A sentence came from inside: "Cut! You still want to pick up girls with this little means, and say that Meng Lao's works are rubbish. I think he should read books and study more!"

Lu Jian was still in a calm mood, and Gujing Wubo asked Rodan: "Do you think I should write or not?"

"Do you know how?"

"meeting!"

Rodin also seemed to be a little angry, frowned and said: "Write!"

Lu Jian walked to the table and said to Luo Dan, "Come and grind it for me!"

A few minutes later, Lu Jian picked up the pen and dipped it in the ink until the pen was full of ink.

The pen and ink dyes the thousand layers of paper, and the white mist outside the window envelops the green hills.

With one stroke, it looks like a runaway horse, coming in the air, and then leaving in the air.

Everywhere is plain and unpretentious, but when you look closely, you suddenly feel that there is a universe inside.

Mr. Meng and the others were dumbfounded!
Lv Jian's brushstrokes are quick, and his shapes and colors can change into thousands of images, with ups and downs between characters and rigorous structure.

After a while, a piece of "Luo Shen Fu" fell on the rice paper.

Luo Dan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his shocked eyes never blinked, and he kept his eyes on Lu Jianxing's wanton and unrestrained writing throughout the whole process.

The owner of the teahouse happened to come up at this time and saw this work.

He praised again and again: "Good! Good! I haven't seen you for a long time, but Meng Lao's "Luo Shen Fu" has been written so superbly. Zhao Mengfu learned from the "two kings" and learned his brushwork."

"This calligraphy is elegant, elegant, upright and well-proportioned. Its style is elegant and unrestrained. It is elegant and charming, yet contains a strong character. The slightly right-sloping style is Zhao Mengfu's unique calligraphy style."

The boss is also a person who loves calligraphy and painting, otherwise he would not live in seclusion in the mountains and open a teahouse to meet guests and make friends!

Meng Lao shook his head, his eyes full of apology: "Indeed, this calligraphy follows the ancient method, using the combination of hardness and softness of ink, echoing left and right, echoing up and down, coherent energy, sometimes soft and graceful, sometimes thick ink and heavy brushstrokes. It is just like Zhao Mengfu's living work. ! Even if I have been copying for a hundred years, I can only get its shape, and it is rare to get its spirit!"

"To be honest, I think even if you copied it for a hundred years, you would still be unable to get the exact shape!"

Elder Meng hurriedly said: "Little...Master, can you move around and talk for a while."

"cannot!"

Lu Jian's words choked Mr. Meng to death!

Luo Dan looked at Lu Jian, she didn't expect that he was proficient in calligraphy!
"Master, I really admire you for having such writing power and knowledge. I was offended just now!"

The faces of those around were also flushed!

Mouth shut in shame!
Compared with Lu Jian, they are laymen at this moment!
In front of Lu Jian, he was like a clown jumping on the beam!

Lu Jian walked out the door and said a murderous sentence.

"In my opinion, it's enough for you to be arty, and don't waste your calligraphy. Zhao Mengfu's "Luo Shen Fu" can be copied when I was 15 years old. I haven't written much in the past few years, and it's a bit rusty!"

It's a bit rusty!
These words are more like stepping on the face of several people to rub against the ground!
Luo Dan knew that Lu Jian was telling the truth!
Because she has never seen Lu Jian lie!

The boss hurried up and said politely to Lu Jian: "Master, I also like calligraphy. Can you leave a calligraphy for the small shop, and I will frame it. Come and have a look, so that we can appreciate the master's treasure together." Don't worry, all consumption today is free."

Lu Jian doesn't know the ways of the world, but he is not a fool!
He naturally understands that people respect me a foot, and I respect others a hundred feet.

In this regard, he is the same as Qin Chen!
"Buy a single photo and give you this calligraphy, it's a small thing!"

Lu Jian picked up his pen again, and said something to the boss that seemed extremely arrogant in the eyes of others.

"Whose calligraphy do you want?"

"It's really hard for me to say. Wang Xizhi? Mi Fu? Zhang Xu? Anyway, I like running script, cursive script and regular script."

"It's okay! I wrote it all for you, by the way!"

In a moment!
There are three big characters written on the three rice papers - Yaxuan Pavilion!

Suddenly.

Everyone looked at these three calligraphy, and the atmosphere was extremely quiet!

so similar!
It's like three calligraphy masters coming to the reincarnation in person!

Luo Dan is getting more and more curious about Lu Jian now!
How could a student of the other party be so proficient in calligraphy!

Still the same sentence: A woman's fall often begins with being curious about a man!
(End of this chapter)