"… I don't know if it's a complete poem, or if it's just a fragment?"
By the Qinhuai River, Elder Qin asked Ning Yi. Beside him, Kang Xian also sighed.
"Three mountains and half fall beyond the blue sky, two rivers divide Egret Island in the middle … Even though it's a fragment, it's already the bearing of a great master …"
Ning Yi looked at the poem and laughed. "Heh, a fragment." He spread his hands. "I don't understand poetry …"
"This kid is not honest, otherwise he would have gotten a few good poems today …"
Although that was the case, it was common for the author to occasionally have fragments when writing poems. The two of them did not say much and then started to talk about calligraphy. This was a rather professional field. The poem could be said to have been written by someone else, but the words could not be said to have been written by someone else. Moreover, there were several types of words that formed a system of their own. Both of them were masters of this field, so they could naturally see the knack of it at a glance.
For masters of calligraphy like them, each stroke of Chinese characters had its own soul, spirit, and bones. The words written with these charcoal strips might not be at the level of a master, but they had already shown enough skill. Just as Nie Yunzhu thought, no one in this day and age would think that someone would specially practice this kind of brushwork at home. People who could write such words with charcoal strips were naturally skilled in calligraphy, especially the few characters that they had never seen before. To them, it was even more indescribable value.
Finally, the slanted black character that looked like a square block might only be novel, but it did not have much reference value. It was just like a more advanced children's game. However, the Song and Skinny Gold characters that wrote "Three mountains and half fall beyond the blue sky, two rivers divide Egret Island in the middle" were really pleasing to the eyes.
These two characters had originally appeared during the Song Dynasty. The trajectory of the Wu dynasty was similar to that of the Song Dynasty. There were many scholars, and Confucianism was highly developed. In the process of seeking novelty and change, all kinds of innovations appeared. These two characters were undoubtedly innovative and most in line with the aesthetic of the contemporary people.
Those who were one step ahead of the times were geniuses, while those who were two steps ahead would often become lunatics. These two types of characters happened to stand on the foundation of the times, and it also seemed like a quantitative change had achieved a qualitative change, resulting in a perfect breakthrough. Ning Yi might not have taken the initiative to think too much when he wrote. At most, he just wanted to explain the problem and amaze people a little. However, with his way of thinking, even if he did not take the initiative to consider it, all kinds of complex trade-offs had been done subconsciously, filtering out the simplest results. There was no need to hide these aspects of culture. His last "unreliable" slanted black character was just enough to prove that he liked to play with these seemingly interesting things. It not only maintained the impact of the Song and Skinny Gold characters, but also made the impact natural, not just blindly.
When the two of them discussed calligraphy, Ning Yi remained silent most of the time. He only occasionally mentioned a few key points that he knew. The two of them were real masters, and their basic skills were much more solid than his. Naturally, it was better for him to speak less and listen more. He was bored these days, so he was also improving his calligraphy skills. Occasionally, he listened to a few words and felt that it was very beneficial.
If it were an ordinary scholar, it would be impossible for him to be taught like this by the two. Of course, if the two used the teaching attitude, they would probably give specific explanations to their disciples. If an ordinary student listened too much, it would be useless. However, Ning Yi's ability in summarizing, distinguishing, and organizing was superb. He only admired the two's profound knowledge in this aspect, but did not worship or follow blindly. It did not matter to him to listen to them.
The discussion about calligraphy lasted for about an hour. Occasionally, they would write and draw on the whiteboard with charcoal. Their hands were already black, and then they went to the river to wash their hands. Elder Qin and Elder Kang did not talk about the charcoal pen and the brush. Based on the level Ning Yi had shown, he only needed to make some innovations in the small Academy, so they did not need to remind him. Of course, if he wanted to promote it, there would definitely be problems. Ning Yi clapped his hands, then shook off the water droplets on his hands, and said casually,
"Actually, charcoal is really bad for writing. In a few days, I plan to get some plaster and see if I can make a few pieces of chalk. When the time comes, I can paint the wooden board black, and the writing on it will be white. It will be clearer than the charcoal writing, and it will be easier to clean."
"Gypsum?" Elder Kang was puzzled, "What is chalk?"
"After the gypsum is calcined with fire, water is added, and then solidified into strips in a mold. It can be used for writing. Compared with charcoal, it will not be blurred easily, and your hands will not be so dirty."
At this time, the Wu dynasty already had gypsum and lime. Elder Kang thought for a while, then nodded, "That's right. After calcination, gypsum can indeed be used for writing … Oh, you don't need to find someone else for this. If you want, I can ask someone to make a batch for you. What's the specific size and shape? Besides, is there anything else to pay attention to?"
Ning Yi knew that Kang Xian had a large family business, so since he had asked, he naturally would not refuse. He immediately gestured with the chalk. The process of making chalk was simple. Even if it was not deliberately made, some hard lumps formed in the lime kiln could be used for writing. There was not much to say. "You can ask the craftsmen to try a few more times, or add some clay and other impurities. It will be best if you can find the most suitable ratio for writing."
"This old man naturally knows. Ah Gui. " Every day when Elder Kang went out, his four attendants, two men and two women, were always nearby. At this time, he called one of the attendants. "You heard what Young Master Ning said. When you go back, give the order." The attendant bowed and said, "Yes."
"Hehe, we were talking about writing just now, and the tea has turned cold …"
Previously, the three of them were holding charcoal in their hands, so the tea was naturally not good to drink. At this time, it was getting late, so they did not have much interest in playing chess. They sat at the tea stall for a while, and Kang Xian's maidservant made new tea. The white wooden board was still at the side, so the topic naturally revolved around the calligraphy. After a while, Elder Qin began to comment on the styles of some of the calligraphy masters. He was also good at calligraphy, so his comments were at his fingertips. At the same time, he also ridiculed Kang Xian's calligraphy. Kang Xian laughed and scolded, "This old man may not be as good as you in clerical script and wild cursive script, but when it comes to regular script, you are far inferior to this old man."
Elder Qin laughed, "This is the art of specialization. Duke Ming always uses the way of a gentleman to teach others. If his regular script is bad, it will inevitably lose credibility. Duke Ming is the first person in history to practice regular script to such a high level just for the sake of teaching others … "
After joking for a while, Elder Qin thought about it and changed the topic, "… But, seeing Liheng's handwriting, this old man thought of someone. This person is also from the Qin family, and he is quite talented. When I was in Tokyo, he once wrote a book to me. His talent is outstanding, and his writing style is also very good. His style is similar to Liheng's' three mountains and half fall beyond the blue sky '. It has the essence of facial muscles and willow bones … But his handwriting at that time was not out of the box, so I don't know how it is now."
The corner of Ning Yi's eyes twitched slightly. On the other side, Kang Xian laughed, "Could it be that Duke Qin is talking about the current Deputy Imperial Censor, Qin Hui?"
Elder Qin nodded, "It is this person. A few years ago, when the Liao people went south, they captured his family. But this person is brave and smart. Deep in the land of tigers and wolves, he was still able to feign civility with the Liao people. Two years ago, when the Liao people attacked Shanyang, he took the opportunity to return south with his family. Oh … is he now the Deputy Imperial Censor? "
"This matter has been reported in the Imperial Bulletin a month ago. Because of his deeds of returning south, he is now being put in an important position, especially when he was in danger, he did not forget his wife. It is said that at that time in Liao, the Liao people originally wanted to detain his wife. The two of them painstakingly put on a good show before they were able to return south together. On the way, they were discovered by the Liao people. It was also a few loyal servants who risked their lives to escape from the rear. It can be seen that he is very good at managing his subordinates … Sigh, it is also because the war at the frontline is not going well that his deeds are even more precious. However, today in the imperial court, there are many people who are suspicious of his return south. They think that this matter is suspicious and there is something fishy … "
Elder Qin thought for a while and shook his head, "This matter is hard to say. But it is not the behavior of a gentleman to make wild guesses without any basis. According to what I saw that day, this person has a good character, is upright and magnanimous, and cares about the country and the people. It is not an act. As for what will happen in the future, we will just have to observe his actions. Ah … speaking of which, Huizhi's hometown is also in Jiangning. If he comes in the future, Liheng can meet him. Maybe we can have a common language … "
Ning Yi blinked and then touched his nose with a complicated expression. After a while, he finally smiled and nodded perfunctorily.
Elder Qin and Elder Kang did not see anything wrong. Kang Xian picked up the teacup and took a sip. He looked at Ning Yi and said, "However, with such talent as Liheng, does he really not have the slightest desire for fame?"
Purely in terms of time, Ning Yi and the two of them did not interact for a long time. Just like what Kang Xian said, they were just acquaintances who played chess and chatted like water. However, this kind of literati generally had the thought of worrying about the country and the people. They set their hearts for heaven and earth, set their lives for the people, inherit the lost knowledge for the saints, establish peace for all ages, or acquire the skills of literature and martial arts to sell to the royal family. These were undoubtedly things that did not need to be discussed. Now it seemed that Elder Qin only played chess leisurely every day, and Kang Xian also acted like a rich and idle person. However, there must be a complicated reason for this.
From the interaction these days, to the Shuidiao Getou of the Mid-Autumn Festival, to the writing chalk at this time, and so on, to them, there was no need to discuss the matter of Ning Yi's talent. The following doubts also became clear. In the past, Elder Qin would occasionally sigh that it was a pity that he was a son-in-law. In fact, it was more of a sigh than a question. However, this time, the meaning of the question was different.
This afternoon's conversation, between the lines, Ning Yi's intention to deny the title of a scholar was very obvious. It seemed that it was not a joke or a perfunctory question. In this world, who really did not have the slightest desire for fame? There must be some hidden reasons. Moreover, the identities of these two people were not simple. Since Kang Xian asked this question with such an attitude, in reality, he really had the thought of cherishing talent. This was already … an attitude that he wanted to help.
The autumn wind blew past the riverside, caressing the willow branches. Elder Qin raised his teacup and slowly blew on the tea leaves in the cup. He looked up, obviously also curious about Ning Yi's answer. Sensing the meaning behind the words, Ning Yi lightly shook his head.
"I know that no one will believe me if I say it like this, but … there are some things that I really do not want to do. Whether it is a scholar, reputation, or fame, I do not want to touch them. This … is true. "
"Hmm?"
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Tietong, tietong, it really did not work. Ever since his home was connected to the tietong network, the high latency made it impossible to play online games. Opening the website also had all kinds of problems. Logging on QQ to verify N times. Today was a festival, a festival! The landline and the network were all cut off. Until now, he still had not come. He could only come to the internet cafe to send a message … Tietong users, you can't afford to hurt them. Crying, I don't know how much money the management of the community received from Tietong company …
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