Looking at Xue Xiang's long-winded appearance for a long time, undecided, this is the possibility of an ancient calligraphy and painting, it is almost a certainty, this is cheap, she Su Xiaohe can't let Hu Xiangyu go alone.

Sure enough, Su Xiaohe spoke, and Hu Xiangyu glared, but Su Xiaohe was not afraid of her at all, and looked at her with a smile on the corner of her mouth;

And Su Xiaohe made such a fuss, and immediately someone came back to his senses and shouted that he wanted to participate in gambling.

The public was angry, Hu Xiangyu had no choice but to look at the cake that was in front of her mouth, and it was divided into several points.

Then, with a burst of anger, she went towards Xue Xiang and shouted at the top of her voice: "Let's go!" ”

Xue Xiang sneered in his heart, he had been grinding for a long time, waiting for it to be at this moment, just to let these flies gather before starting.

At this moment, he didn't talk nonsense, walked quickly to the marble table in the hall, shook off the dust cloth that had been hanging on the sofa on the way, and spread it on the long table, and then put the snow-white scroll on it.

When Xue Xiang moved, Hu Xiangyu, Su Xiaohe and other gambling participants came forward and crowded at the forefront.

Su Yandong, Su Yundong and other dignified people also gathered aside.

But seeing Xue Xiang untie the rope, fix the left horizontal axis with his left hand, and slowly release the scroll to the right with his right hand, in a moment, a rich ink color appeared.

As Xue Xiang's right hand slowly moved, the ink on this piece of rice paper showed its true face, which was a piece of calligraphy.

"What is this written?"

Hu Xiangyu couldn't help but get out and ask, this person is not highly educated. The cursive script, which is arguably the most illegible form of calligraphy, is naturally illiterate.

At this moment, Su Yandong read out this wild grass: Qinyuan Spring, the scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting, looking at the inside and outside of the Great Wall, but the remaining recklessness, up and down the big river, suddenly lost and surging. Mountain Dance Silver Snake. Wax Elephant ......"

Su Yandong was reading this cursive script almost with a trill, everyone's attention was on this cursive script, but no one noticed Su Yandong's face, as early as when Xue Xiang unfolded this scroll. I can't help but blush.

Now. When he got a glimpse of the true face of the handwriting, Su Yandong's swollen face suddenly lost all his blood. It seems that with the strength of his whole body, he is supporting the most difficult recitation in this world.

said that as soon as Su Yandong's recitation entered his ears, Hu Xiangyu, Su Xiaohe and other people who participated in gambling all showed a deep sense of disappointment on their faces.

Obviously, they knew that they had lost, after all, no matter how low their level of education was, they also knew that Su Yandong was reading one of the most famous poems of the leader, and it was a political task to recite the leader's poems back then.

Since it is a leader's work, it is naturally impossible for this handwriting to be an ancient calligraphy and painting, after all, no matter how great the ancients are, they can't steal the leader's book.

Since it is not an ancient calligraphy and painting, this gamble is naturally that they lost, and these people showed disappointment on their faces, not because they were worried about losing money later, after all, a modern work is worth a lot, and it costs 180 yuan a day, not to mention so many per capita shares, even if one person loses all, it is not a big deal.

What they are disappointed about is that they have lost face in front of others, and they have not caught wealth, which can be described as losing and losing.

Just when these people thought that they had reached the worst end, as Xue Xiang's right hand continued to move, this wild cursive calligraphy had gradually revealed its full picture, and Su Yandong's recitation could catch up with Xue Xiangzheng's big hand that opened the scroll.

“…… The past, the number of romantic figures, but also look at the present. Yi Si year, Yi You month, Ding Chou day, Zhu Jian...... Tonggo ...... Brother Songhe prolongs his life! ”

A cursive script, but it is worth more than 100 words, Su Yandong finished reading it, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he was sweating profusely, soaking his sweatshirt.

Because when he unfolded this scroll from Xue Xiang, he had already guessed who the author of this handwritten book was, but he didn't believe that this thing would be handed down in the world, and it was left in his own home, but he could wait to read the whole text, especially the congratulatory message after the end of the whole word, and the seal that simply left his name, the source of this handwritten book, there is no doubt, it is the great leader!

Because, Su Yandong has calculated that the year of Yisi, the month of Yiyou, and the day of Ding Chou are September 20, 1965, and that day is the 60th birthday of his old father, Mr. Su.

And because Su Yandong's grandfather was the leader's teacher when he studied at the Fourth Normal School in southern Hunan in his early years, and then his grandfather also participated in the Long March at an advanced age, so his father and the leader were from the same family, and they were more like-minded and like-minded, which can be regarded as a rare acquaintance.

His father celebrated his 60th birthday, and it was only natural for the leader to congratulate him with the most proud work in his life.

In addition to the testimony of calligraphy and congratulatory speeches, the most powerful evidence is the seal that leaves the leader's full name, because that seal, Su Yandong is too familiar, it is the big seal of the dragon made for the leader by Deng Sanmu, a generation of calligraphers and master of gold and stone.

And when Deng Sanmu made this seal at that time, he also visited Su Yandong's grandfather, Su Yandong was present at the time, and he saw the dragon new seal with his own eyes.

But he said that just when Su Yandong was stunned, Hu Xiangyu yawned, and when he asked Xue Xiang how many yuan she would have, he wanted to see if Xue Xiang was embarrassed to open his mouth!

It can be seen that this Aunt Hu is simply a mad dog and a leper dog, all of which are now, she has lost a mess, and she has not forgotten to embarrass Xue Xiang.

But before Hu Xiangyu could speak, Su Yundong on the side asked first in a trembling voice, "Big brother, this, this is Chairman Mao's handwriting?" ”

Although Su Yundong is not as good at calligraphy as Su Yandong, he is not stupid, the two words of Jiantong have aroused his suspicions, and after some careful identification, he also recognized the three big characters in the seal, and then exhaled in surprise.

"Yes, this is seventeen years ago, on my father's sixtieth birthday, the leader wrote the words and chapters written by the leader, and I gave it to my father, and my father kept it a secret so tightly that even I didn't know it existed!"

Su Yandong gave an affirmative answer.

Yes, this is the most proud work of his life, written by the great leader himself.

Previously, in the study, when Old Man Su took out this ink treasure and showed it in front of Xue Xiang's eyes, Xue Xiang was stunned!

To put it in detail, Xue Laosan was a half-hung calligraphy lover in his previous life, and he thought about it, the source of calligraphy, isn't it a scholar who has no ambition, he has nothing to do, only to practice calligraphy, you practice, I practice, just practice an art?

In his previous life, he was depressed and depressed, and when he practiced bench skills in the Party History Office, in addition to pinning his affection on chess, he was left to practice calligraphy.

Although he may not have achieved much in calligraphy, he is also a good calligraphy lover, distinguishing the good and bad of calligraphy, as well as the works and styles of famous calligraphers of the past dynasties.

And because of the worship of the deceased leader, under the love house and Wuxia, the leader's wild grass can be regarded as Xue Xiang's favorite.

To this day, Xue Xiang still remembers the evaluation of the leader's cursive writing by the calligraphy master of the department at that time: Wang Yang is unbridled, ups and downs, full of passion, and rational, rigorous in law, magical in knotting, handsome and elegant, like a god, with a strong sense of visual beauty.

And he himself did see the leader's wild grass on the Internet, as soon as Old Man Su took out this work today, Xue Xiang was stunned, almost without looking at the bottom of the paragraph, the majestic atmosphere of "opening Tian'an Horse, Qiyi People and Dragons" proved everything.

Xue Xiang loves calligraphy, better poetry reading, and this Qinyuan spring is one of his favorite words, what is even more rare is that this word is the leader with his most proficient wild grass book, wonderful words, with wonderful calligraphy, and the leader himself has a strong aura, this calligraphy can be described as unparalleled, as soon as the old man Su exhibited, it immediately hit Xue Xiang's soul.

What is the jade seal of the country, the Qingming Riverside map, in his heart, it is not worthy of this calligraphy.

At that time, Xue Laosan had the intention of getting this calligraphy, whether it was to let his wife come to the old man to be coquettish, or to exchange it for his own collection.

Who knows, Xue Xiang thought about Fang Sheng, and the old man actually said that this calligraphy and painting was given to him, which was a wedding gift for him and Su Meiren!

Isn't this a blessing from heaven!

At that time, after getting this treasure, Xue Xiang had a thought, hurriedly ate lunch, and beckoned Su Meiren to return home, so that he could properly collect this treasure.

How did he know that when he arrived in the hall, he was stopped by Hu Xiangyu, whose eyes were red, and he had to see the true face of this ink treasure.

If it was someone else, Xue Xiang would either ignore it, or be ruthless, and clean it up, but this Hu Xiangyu was another one he couldn't provoke.

What's more, in just two meetings, he has already figured out this Hu Xiangyu's temperament, knowing that this is a kraft candy, and he can't get rid of it if he gets entangled, and if he doesn't let her see her, he won't be able to get out of the door of this old Su family if he doesn't get it right today.

But this Aunt Hu is clear, she is a person who can't see others well, if she sees him Xue someone from under her nose and takes away such a big baby, then she is not jealous and desperate with him Xue someone!

Yes, on the one hand, Aunt Hu insisted on seeing Mobao, and on the other hand, Xue Xiang was unwilling to let her see this treasure, and immediately, Xue Xiang faced this dilemma.

And what is even more difficult is that to deal with this Second Aunt Hu, he Xue is still unable to move strongly, in addition, he has to control the impact of the conflict, so as not to let Second Aunt Hu use the topic to play and make trouble with Old Man Su.

Considering the above difficulties, the only way to break the situation is to squeeze Aunt Hu first, and then freeze her with cruel facts.

To say that the more difficulties this Xue Laosan encountered, the more sensitive this brain became under the tempering again and again, and almost in a moment, he thought of a way to deal with it.

No, he only lightly used the two strategies of "showing weakness to the enemy" and "leading the king into Weng", and Hu Xiangyu's gang obediently jumped in.

At this moment, when Su Yandong revealed the origin of this calligraphy, Xue Xiang's eyes were deliberately fixed on Hu Xiangyu's face, waiting to see how this Aunt Hu would compensate. (To be continued......)