Li Rui cried out, "Honey, I only repeated what you said. Is that wrong?" Lu Qingman snorted, "It's up to you. I've said what I wanted to say. It's up to you if you don't want to come." Li Rui lowered his voice and said, "I'll definitely come. I'll come even if I have to. Also, I want to hug you to sleep tonight." Lu Qingman blushed and said, "You wish. Even if you come, you can only sleep on the sofa. Hmph."
While the two were talking, Lu Zhouxing's secretary came down from upstairs.
Seeing him come down, Lu Qingman quickly stood up and stepped away from Li Rui to introduce the two of them.
Lu Zhouxing's secretary was called Yu Hongwei. He was currently the director of the second department of the provincial government's General Office Secretary. He was a true leader of the department and was not yet 40 years old. He was slightly chubby and wore a pair of silver-rimmed glasses. He had the face of a common son-in-law, so it was easy for people to have a good impression of him.
He knew that Li Rui and Lu Zhouxing's daughter were in a relationship, so he did not dare to be arrogant. He was warm and attentive to Li Rui and invited him to sit. He even personally poured water for him, making him feel flattered.
After the three of them sat down, they began to chat. After Yu Hongwei asked Li Rui about his work and life, he changed the topic and asked the two of them with a smile, "When are you two going to hold your wedding? As your older brother, I've already prepared the money. "
When he said this, Li Rui was very happy, but Lu Qingman was very embarrassed.
However, even though Li Ruixin was very happy, since the wedding day had not yet arrived, it was always full of variables. Who knew, when Lu Qingman's wedding day arrived, would the groom have already changed to another man? Therefore, he didn't dare to answer his question casually. He also knew that he was just taking the initiative to show his closeness. He was just trying to find something to talk about. He might not really ask about his wedding date with Lu Qingman. Maybe, he was deliberately using tricky questions to test his character. So, he answered honestly, "At present, I am still under investigation by Qingman, the female director of the Organization Department. When I pass the investigation, I can put the wedding on the agenda. What I can promise Brother Yu is that once the wedding is confirmed, I will definitely invite Brother Yu to attend the wedding. Perhaps, there will be many things that I will need Brother Yu's help with. "
Yu Hongwei saw that Wei Xiaobao's words were simple and humorous, without the slightest hint of arrogance. His words were watertight, so he nodded inwardly and said with a laugh, "Alright, alright, you don't have to be polite with me. When the time comes, I will personally arrange the wedding for you, haha. "
As they were chatting, Song Chaoyang slowly walked down the stairs with a warm smile on his face. Li Rui stood up to welcome him, thinking that he must have a good chat with Lu Zhouxing.
Song Chaoyang said, "Xiao Rui, Governor Lu wants to see you. You can go up."
Yu Hongwei heard this and said, "Xiao Rui, let's go. I'll take you up."
Li Rui glanced at Lu Qingman. Lu Qingman said obediently, "Don't worry, I will take good care of Song Chaoyang."
Yu Hongwei took Li Rui to the second floor, turned left, and entered a room that looked like a study. Lv Zhouxing was waving his brush and splashing ink in front of a large table. Looking at his concentrated expression and the vigorous and powerful movements of his arms, it was as if he was a master of calligraphy.
Yu Hongwei smiled at Li Rui and didn't say anything. He turned around and left the room, closing the door behind him.
Li Rui saw that Lu Zhouxing was concentrating on writing, so he didn't dare to disturb him. He looked around the room.
The room wasn't small. It was about twenty to thirty square meters. There was a large bookcase in the corner of the room. There were many thread-bound books in the bookcase, and there was a table and a stool. There were many calligraphy and paintings on the walls. Most of them were in Chinese characters. There were both cursive and regular script, but there were more cursive cursive scripts.
Li Rui could be considered to be someone who had mastered calligraphy. He was usually interested in calligraphy. Now that he saw so many works of calligraphy, he couldn't help but look at them attentively. After looking at them for a while, he realized that they were all written by the same person. The brushwork was vigorous and powerful, and the words were fierce and square. Although they weren't very elegant from an aesthetic point of view, they were still unique. Glancing at the words that Lv Zhouxing was currently writing, he compared the two and understood everything clearly in his mind.
Lu Zhouxing appeared to be concentrating on writing, but he was actually observing Li Rui's movements from the corner of his eye. He saw that after entering the room, Li Rui didn't move at all. Then, he started to observe the calligraphy on the walls. He was quite serious. Lu Zhouxing's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't say anything. When he saw Li Rui looking in his direction, he asked, "Xiao Rui, what did you see?" Li Rui smiled and walked towards the table. "Uncle Lu, I can see that these words were all written by you." Lu Zhouxing stopped writing and looked up at him. "Is that all you can see? You've been looking at them for quite a while. " Li Rui laughed in his heart, thinking that these old officials were all sly old foxes. They were clearly putting on a dignified appearance of writing, but they were already quietly observing his movements in the dark. With this kind of multitasking, how could his writing be good? He said, "As the saying goes, the words reflect the person. The writer of the Western Han Dynasty, Yang Xiong, also said, 'A book is a painting of the heart.' Therefore, the words written by a person can best reflect that person's character. I saw that Uncle Lu's words didn't deliberately imitate the handwriting of any famous writer. It can be seen that you have your own world. The style of your writing is upright and straight, and there's a hint of killing intent. It can be seen that you have a good character, and your character has an aggressive and pioneering spirit. If a person like you wasn't in the bureaucracy, then you would definitely be a famous general on the battlefield. "
When Lu Zhouxing heard this, he laughed loudly and waved at him. "Your words are better than a song. No wonder Man Man also fell into your trap. Come, come, come. From what you've said, you seem to be very knowledgeable about calligraphy. Come and write a few strokes. Let me see your writing skills. " Li Rui was already eager to give it a try, but when he heard this, he waved his hand and said modestly, "Uncle Lu, I don't know anything about calligraphy. If I write in front of you, it'll be like selling calligraphy in front of Confucius. I'll only make a fool of myself." Lu Zhouxing laughed. "Then what kind of calligraphy do you know?" Li Rui said, "Fountain pen calligraphy." Lu Zhouxing waved his hand and said, "I have a fountain pen here, but all the words written with a fountain pen are small. It's not interesting to look at. Come over here and write a few big words for me to see. "Li Rui laughed and said," Okay, then I'll embarrass myself. Uncle Lu, please don't laugh at me. "As he said this, he walked over to the table.
Lv Zhouxing first took the piece of calligraphy he had written to the side, pointed to the rice paper on the table, and said, "You write here, I'll look at it from the side." After saying that, he made space for him. Li Rui walked over to his previous position and stood still. He picked up the brush and dipped it full in ink. He hovered the brush above the rice paper and thought for a while before he started writing.
"When will the moon be bright? With a cup of wine in my hand, I ask the blue sky. I wonder what year it is in the heavens …"
It was true that Li Rui did not know how to write with a brush, so there were many problems with his starting and ending strokes. However, the words he wrote were elegant and beautiful, dignified and unrestrained, and had a romantic momentum. Therefore, even in the eyes of Lv Zhouxing, who had been immersed in calligraphy for decades and thought that he had achieved something in calligraphy, he could not help but nod and praise repeatedly.
Li Rui wrote a short paragraph of a few dozen words. He stopped writing and said to Lu Zhouxing, "Uncle Lu, I've embarrassed myself in front of you. I really don't know how to write with a brush. My starting and finishing strokes are all mistakes. Only you can see it. If other people see it, I'm afraid they'll laugh their heads off. "Lu Zhouxing slowly shook his head and said with a smile," Don't belittle yourself. You've never studied calligraphy before, right? If you had a year to study it, then your writing would be a hundred or a thousand times better than mine. "Li Rui said in fear," How is that possible? You're flattering me. "Lu Zhouxing sighed and said," There's a good saying from the ancient people, 'It's too late to read books in this life.' Now I know that calligraphy is also like this. It's not like you can achieve something just by studying hard for decades. Some people, like you, are born with a talent for writing. This kind of innate talent is not something that can be learned through hard work like us. " After sighing, he asked again, "Xiao Rui, did you copy the 'Sage of Calligraphy' Wang Xizhi with your writing skills?" Li Rui said respectfully, "Uncle Lu, you really have sharp eyes. You saw it with just one look. That's right. When I was in school, I imitated the Sage of Calligraphy's writing skills for many years. "
Lu Zhouxing didn't say anything else. He patted his shoulder and signaled him to go out.
The two of them walked out of the study one after the other. Lu Zhouxing brought Li Rui to the living room on the second floor. He pointed to the sofa and asked him to sit.
Li Rui saw that there was a red thermos in front of him. It was full of tea leaves, but there wasn't any tea in it. He picked up the thermos and refilled the thermos. Only then did he sit down obediently.
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