The blank space on the painting, there is a large piece of ink, under careful distinction, there are six lines, like words are not words, like paintings are not paintings, and these handwriting strokes are fat and thin, winding and wrong, such as python coil branches, occasionally see a few skimming, from the python body obliquely inserted out of the provocation, straight like the sword light and sword shadow, thrilling,

That exclamation was originally issued by Xiaoqing, her eyes were wide at the moment, looking at this piece of handwriting, as if she had seen something rare, and she was stunned.

Chang Sihao looked left and right, it was really difficult to make out a word, he was embarrassed, and said: "I thought I could write, but I didn't expect it to be like this......"

Gao Yang touched his chin and muttered: "No, no, no, hey, this is strange, not bad, although it was across the table at that time, I also took a rough look, your character is exactly the same as what the eldest grandson Xiaochi wrote, hey, he writes very fast, when he doesn't look carefully, he feels that he is scribbling indiscriminately, and if he looks carefully, it is like a ghost drawing a symbol, and the difference is really not big," As he spoke, he raised his head to look at Zheng Mengzhu and Jing Wenzhong, but saw that the two of them were happy in the face of the handwriting, which made him confused, and he didn't know what to say,

Jing Wenchong said with a smile: "It seems that our worries are unnecessary, I also said that Xu Ge Lao wrote a few days ago to ask others to be eunuchs of Bingbi, and the people around him should not be of the same heart and mind as Dongchang,"

"Well, this is to miss a piece of heart disease," Zheng Mengzhu looked at the words, covered his mouth and coughed lightly, and said: "However, there is a bit of difficulty in this word, it is very strange, since there is the meaning of the statement, he is talking about himself, but how to explain this nostalgia, is he not a Jiangnan clan, but his ancestral home in Beijing?"

Gao Yangqi said: "Nostalgia, what nostalgia,"

The two ignored him, their eyes still fell on the paper and did not move, Jing asked: "It is very possible, for many years, the situation of Jingshi has almost been in our eyes, but there is such a character who went down to Jiangnan and made such a big name, this is really difficult to ......" Gao Yangshi couldn't help but interrupted: "Wait, wait, don't talk about it first, I don't care what he wants, since you two understand these words, read them first and listen to them, so that I can also know what he said, it's really uncomfortable, ”

Zheng Mengzhu and Jing Wenchong looked at each other when they heard this, and laughed,

Xiaoqing looked at Chang Sihao's face full of confusion, and said, "It turns out that you don't know each other, this is a dragon-shaped wild grass,"

Chang Sihao was surprised: "What dragon-shaped wild grass,"

Jing Wenzhong explained with a smile: "The Tao is contained in the text, the word has a calligrapher, the world's calligrapher, the peak of the master, there are only two people in a thousand years, one is the right army king, the other is sloppy Zhang, the right army king, refers to the Eastern Jin Dynasty Wang Xizhi, sloppy Zhang, is Zhang Sanfeng at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, Wang Xizhi met a hermit in Tiantai Mountain, and was awarded the Taoist Miao Yao in the "Huang Ting Jing", since then the calligraphy has advanced by leaps and bounds, and after going down the mountain, he wrote the world's first line of book "Lanting Preface" , he is the Taoist true learning are used in calligraphy, Zhang Sanfeng originally learned Shaolin boxing, did not reach the high realm, and then in Wudang Mountain to learn the Tao, watch the eagle and snake fight, understand the natural principles, after more than ten years of cold and summer, the Taoist heart in martial arts, is the establishment of the inner family boxing sect, its calligraphy will be martial arts and Taoism of the essence of the catechism and coherent, the words written seem to encompass the mountains, rivers and valleys, the sun, the moon and the stars, and there is a real dragon flying walking through it, its momentum is shocking and stirring the sea, ups and downs, supreme harmony, so people call the dragon-shaped wild grass,"

"Not bad,"

Zheng Mengzhu looked at the handwriting on the paper, couldn't take his eyes off it, and said with emotion: "Wang Youjun entered the Tao with text, carried the Tao in the book, its calligraphy has become a masterpiece for thousands of years, Zhang Zhenren entered the Tao with martial arts, and returned to the martial arts, his martial arts is the sect of the eternal generation, calligraphy for him, just a small riverside, a giant tree and a slender branch, the world learns calligraphy, more from the side door to enter, has not obtained the true transmission of the Xuanmen, how to understand the calligraphy of Zhang Zhenren, The best way to learn from the world, there are many people who admire the right army, and there are few people who understand real people, and it can really be said that they are high and low, but even if they know that the right army is good and empty from the word, they will also go in the wrong direction in their lives, and they will not be able to catch up with it no matter what,"

Jing asked: "Yes, this is also in response to the sentence 'If you find Buddhism from the paper, the tip of the pen will dry Dongting Lake', the right army has become a book because of the Tao, but the world is a book for the sake of the book, and it is naturally difficult to go north, alas, I just can't imagine that the eldest grandson Xiaochi is an underworld hero, and the true meaning of the dragon-shaped wild grass is actually obtained in the word, and his people should not be underestimated,"

Gao Yang stared and listened for a long time, the two still only talked about calligraphy, not mentioning the content, he couldn't help but be so angry that his nostrils widened more and more, and his breath became thicker.

Xiaoqing said with a smile: "Okay, okay, as soon as you talk about calligraphy, you will be interested, the farther you talk, Uncle Gao, they don't bring talents, don't be angry, I'll read it to you, make up a song later, let's sing it together, and don't bring them," a sentence caused Zheng Jing and the two of them to laugh,

Xiaoqing lifted the pen and cleared her throat, and read it word by word: "The angry sea is flat and the sky is Lingyunxie, the turbid waves are flying, pointing to the west wind, the clothes are like the ronin and the people are like iron, immovable, listening to the sound of the gulls, how many catastrophes before a farewell, people are old, the nostalgia is timid, the great rivers and mountains are red dragons, demons are rampant, people and ghosts share the world, the temple is tilted and the jade pillar is oblique, the fog locks China, Kyushu cries blood, I am willing to follow the Pangu godless axe, shake the clothes and raise my eyebrows, and borrow from the sky with one hand," she read in her mouth, the pen moved with the sound, and translated the same six lines of small letters under the six lines of dragon-shaped wild grass,

The regular script is clear and concise, Chang Sihao can understand it, after a glance, I feel that Xiaoqing's words are delicate and delicate, exquisite and regular, and it seems that a lot of effort has been made, as for the lyrics of the eldest grandson Xiaochi, I don't feel how good it is written, Gao Yang looked at those words and was silent, Jing asked a kind of finger and said: "You look at these two words, what do you think of?"

At his finger, it was the word "red dragon", Chang Sihao pondered: "The poem writes dragons and phoenixes, which are also common, and what can you think of, ah," he lost his voice and said: "Yes, since ancient times, it has been said that the emperor is a dragon species, since it is said that 'the great rivers and mountains are red dragons', so that 'demons are rampant', the eldest grandson laughs Chi is complaining that although the Ming Dynasty is beautiful, the emperor is not a good emperor, do you want to rebel?"

Gao Yang smiled and said: "Wrong, wrong, red is red, red dragon is red dragon, great rivers and mountains are red dragons, since it is said that the red dragon system of Dongchang is a blessing and a disaster to the world,"

When he said this, Chang Sihao had already reacted, thinking: "Yes, Xiaoyu said that the two major systems of Dongchang are divided into red dragons and ghost fog, how can I forget," and then looked at the lyrics, and his heart suddenly brightened, thinking: "The latter sentence 'fog locks China', naturally it is talking about ghost fog, Zongmiao should refer to the national court, and the loyal ministers and good generals on the stage have always been compared to the white jade pillar of the sky, and the purple gold beam of the sea or something." Yuzhu oblique' means that the loyal ministers are victimized, and the eldest grandson Xiaochi separates the two major systems of the red dragon and the ghost fog, but the actual spearhead is clearly pointed at Dongchang, which means that the country is ruined, and it will be destroyed in the hands of Dongchang, and if they do evil, the people of Li will naturally 'cry blood in Kyushu' and 'people and ghosts share the world', no wonder Zheng Mengzhu and Director Jing said that they were relieved when they saw each other, thinking that he would not go with Dongchang,"

Gao Yang muttered: "Looking at this, the eldest grandson Xiaochi has the heart to break the chaos and return justice to the world, haha, his ambition is not small,"

Master Zheng nodded and said, " These are easy to understand, the strange thing is the middle sentence, the eldest grandson Xiaochi's identity is mysterious, everything is a mystery, so many years, no one has been able to know where his ancestral home is, who his parents are, whether there are brothers and sisters, which teacher, want to find out his origin, there is no way to start, I believe, even if it is a person from Dongchang, I am afraid that it will not know more than us, what is said in this word, it is clear that he went to Beijing this time to return to his hometown, so as to infer that he is most likely from his ancestral home in Beijing, or that he lived in Beijing in the early years, which is somewhat unexpected, ”

Jing asked: "Yes, from the meaning of his sentence, he should have gone through a lot of hardships and tribulations before going to the south, and now when he comes back, his eyes are full of strangeness, which makes him a little confused,"

Xiaoqing was a little puzzled: "Uncle Gao, you said that the eldest grandson Xiaochi is not very old, at most thirty-one or twelve years old, if the person in the words is talking about himself, then what kind of 'person is old',"

Gao Yang thought for a while, and said: "That's not what I said, a manly man, he sighs when he is idle, isn't it sad, the eldest grandson Xiaochi is a character after all, presumably not so, maybe he was still very young when he went to the south, and when he reached the age of thirty, his vision of things will change, recalling his childhood, it is not surprising that there is such a sigh, just now you Uncle Jing didn't sigh that he was old, where did he get old, this thing, sometimes it depends on the state of mind,"

Zheng Meng said: "Just a few words, I'm afraid it's difficult to understand his life experience, don't say it, the eldest grandson Xiaochi's attitude towards Dongchang directly affects the direction of the situation, let's not be cautious, you think about it, if his lyrics are sung by Shui Yanxiang, how will Zeng Shiquan react, even if there is Xu Ge as a backer, but it is not a comfortable thing to form a beam with Dongchang after all, the eldest grandson Xiaochi's mentality is really disturbing,"

Gao Yang said: " A few of them are polite to the people of Dongchang on the surface, but they are still disdainful in their hearts, but they are still empty and wronged on the wine table, the most obvious thing is Zhu Qing, knocking on the side and scolding happily, as if they only treat each other as an ordinary little official, and they don't put it in their eyes at all, Jiang Wan is also teasing haha, occasionally playing a round, although they pretend to be literati, but they are all full of madness, the eldest grandson Xiaochi is no exception, and he has always connived at Zhu Qing's excess, and has not stopped it, I see in their hearts, the current strength of Juhao Pavilion is that they have the capital to be fearless, ”

Lord Zheng nodded: "There are some words that Zeng Shiquan doesn't understand, it's just that he is a treacherous and slippery ghost, if Cao Xiangfei is replaced there, I'm afraid that he will already be messed up,"

Xiaoqing said with a smile: "Daddy, why are you worried that the eldest grandson is late, if they fight, isn't that a good thing, in the past two years, the suppression of us by the East Factory has gradually increased, and friction occurs from time to time, in the end, it is not that you want us to deal with Juhao Pavilion, if the eldest grandson Xiao chichi picks up with the East Factory first, don't we just end up quiet?"

"What do children know, they just talk nonsense," Zheng Mengzhu glared at her reproachfully, glanced at Chang Sihao again, was silent for a moment, and said: "Eldest Sun Xiaochi's heart to help the country is even if it is just a thought, it is also a fellow believer of our alliance,"

Gao Yang frowned slightly, and said: "Alliance leader, several years have passed, haven't your original thoughts changed, what is a lyric, the people of the country, anyone can hang out as a guise to deceive people, in the past, your persuasion was still written less, he didn't do his own thing, he said that his invincible intention was to turn the enemy into a friend, but if this is the case, how can he slaughter the Jiangnan martial arts and dominate the underworld, no matter when and where he goes, he and we will not be in the same way, what the eldest grandson Xiaochi believes is only fists,"

Jing Wenzhong nodded: "Gonglie is right, there are some things, we can't think too naïve,"

Zheng Mengzhu didn't speak, looked at the dragon-shaped wild grass on the paper quietly, suddenly rolled up the painting and put it aside, re-laid a small note, picked up the pen and wrote, the number of words written was not much, it was done in an instant, he put down the pen and stretched out his palm, and stroked it in the air on the paper, the ink was dry, and he took out a small seal from his arms and pressed it, Jing Wen asked in amazement: "You want to see the eldest grandson Xiaochi," Zheng Mengzhu folded the paper, sighed slowly, and said: "There are too many disputes in the world, I don't want to see anyone shed blood again, the world should do its best, whether it is successful or not, always have to try, He got up and took the envelope and handed it to Gao Yang: "Someone sent this letter overnight, and said that Zheng Tianxiao will be upstairs in Duhug tomorrow at noon, waiting for the pavilion master,"