Chapter 117: Entering the Tao through calligraphy, new entry
"Okay."
Zeng Anmin sighed slowly and put the jade pendant into his arms.
Gain your own preparation space.
He wasn't curious about this thing.
His thoughts at this time began to slowly drift away again.
The green viper came from Lou Yingqi's house.
Now this snake is infected with people from the Eastern religion.
If this is the case.
I'm afraid this will be an unprecedented case!
The people in the court colluded with the demon clan and the Eastern religion...
Just for this one item, if this case is found out, the entire capital will probably be flooded with people.
The eldest princess, let me do whatever you want, King Qi...
What role did they play in this case?
Zeng Anmin narrowed his eyes.
It's really like pulling out the radish and bringing out the mud.
It turned out to be just a case of poisoning of the son of a minister.
But I never thought that there were so many undercurrents in it.
"That's a good thing."
Zeng Anmin looked at Bai Ziqing and said these four words inexplicably?
"What do you mean?"
Bai Ziqing was slightly startled, and he frowned and looked at Zeng Anmin.
"If this case is investigated, your position as the capital of Beiti will be completely secure, and you may not even be able to go further."
Zeng Anmin's eyes flashed with a cold light:
"And my father will definitely have fewer opponents in the court because of this case."
"When you and I unite, this great holy dynasty will have a bright future!"
What a big piece of cake!
But Bai Ziqing really did what Zeng Anmin did.
Not to mention anything else, since Zeng Anmin came to Beijing.
The fall of King Qi left the position of a fourth-rank official like Si Beitidu in the imperial city vacant.
Lou Tong's poisoning case quickly helped him find the real culprit.
He sat on the throne of Beitidu.
Every time he met Zeng Anmin, he would always get a lot of good things.
"Where did the fine works of Eastern religions escape to?"
Zeng Anmin slowly raised his head and looked at Bai Ziqing.
Bai Ziqing's eyes solemnly said: "Xunjizhu showed that he was heading south."
oh.
Zeng Anmin nodded slowly.
Jiang Guo was located in the south of the Great Holy Dynasty, so he did what he should do to escape southward.
"Then catch him before he leaves the borders of our Great Holy Kingdom. Without further ado, Brother Bai, please set off quickly!"
Zeng Anmin stood up and looked at Bai Ziqing solemnly. He reached out and patted Bai Ziqing heavily on the shoulder:
"Foolish brother, I'm waiting for you to catch the murderer and return to Beijing, and have a good time drinking and talking!"
"At this moment, don't you have any poems to send me?"
Bai Ziqing looked at Zeng Anmin expectantly.
Uh...
Zeng Anmin frowned and thought for a while, his eyes serious:
"Don't worry, no one knows you in the future. No one in the world knows you!"
Bai Ziqing took a deep breath: "Although I don't understand it, it fits me very well!!"
…………
The next day.
Imperial College.
Zeng Anmin didn't squint.
Try your best to do the sitting posture that a good student should do.
Just because the Master standing on the classroom desk now is... Qin Shoucheng.
"Today I will talk about one of the six arts of "book"."
Qin Shoucheng's face was indifferent, and his eyes glanced towards Zeng Anmin from time to time.
By the way, he took another look at Qin Wanyue sitting next to Zeng Anmin.
That look was like guarding against a thief.
Zeng An behaved extremely honestly.
A piece about calligraphy.
"Studying the six arts and one of the "Books" is a path that no one can escape in this life."
There was a touch of calmness in Qin Shoucheng's voice.
In class, he has always been extremely upright.
"From ancient times to the present, most Confucian scholars have used the way of "writing" to break through the sixth level and condense the Dharma."
"Because since enlightenment, calligraphy will accompany you throughout your life."
Qin Shoucheng's teaching method is somewhat different from other masters.
After he finished speaking, he picked up a piece of rice paper.
Hold your breath and concentrate.
Afterwards, after grinding the ink, I waved my hand and put pen to paper.
An extremely pleasant aura came from his skinny body.
As his pen moves forward like a dragon.
You can see his awe-inspiring green energy floating like clouds.
"Town!"
A big character slowly appeared on the paper.
That word gives people an extremely safe and stable feeling.
"Click."
Qin Shoucheng slowly placed the brush in his hand on the table, with a look of seriousness in his eyes:
"From the time I started writing to the time I put it down, there was always an "idea" that sustained it."
"It is precisely this "meaning" that makes the words written by me, a Confucian and Taoist monk, completely different."
He slowly opened the paper in his hand.
Let everyone see it clearly.
"Good words!"
"The formal calligraphy is straight and round. I heard that Master Qin realized the new style at the beginning, condensed the Dharma in one fell swoop, and entered the fifth level."
"This one word alone can sell for at least a hundred taels of silver."
"Yes, if Master Qin dies one day, his legacy will be hard to come by!"
"…………"
Qin Shoucheng's mouth twitched.
His pair of dead fish eyes looked at the crowd one by one.
I want to see who is so good at talking?
Then he saw a scene that made his heart a little broken.
Under the sun.
Zeng Anmin was looking at the words on the podium seriously.
And Qin Wanyue was beside Zeng Anmin.
At this time, her fair left hand was supporting the side of her face, her face facing diagonally forward.
But those eyes fell on Zeng Anmin's face from time to time.
"Hoo~"
Qin Shoucheng took a deep breath.
He suppressed his twitching eyelids.
"Just now someone said that I entered the fifth rank based on this "zhengti calligraphy"."
"That's true."
After he tried to calm down, he turned his attention to all the students, with an imperceptible tremor in his voice:
"This is related to the method of entering the Tao through the "Book" line."
"Two ways."
"The first is to understand the true meaning of the books written by predecessors and copy them until you enter the Tao."
"The second type is to break through the shackles of one's own thinking and create a new style of calligraphy like me."
Qin Shoucheng looked at everyone: "The calligraphy of our predecessors requires authentic works."
"Among the great holy dynasties today, I am the only one who relies on the second method."
When he said this, there was pride in his voice:
"So, you can be considered lucky if you copy my original work."
He has proud capital.
This is also the fundamental reason why he can serve as a doctor in the Imperial College.
Traditional Chinese characters are his original writing method.
"Now, let's start copying."
He glanced at the students below.
His eyes glanced at Qin Wanyue.
At this time, Qin Wanyue was studying ink.
After grinding it, she handed the ink to Zeng Anmin with a smile on her face:
"Brother Quan Fu, give it."
"Thank you, Sister Qin."
Zeng Anmin grinned and took the ink prepared by Qin Wanyue without any pretense.
The work of grinding ink.
It used to be done by the little fat prince.
…………
"Hoo~"
Qin Shoucheng pursed his lips tightly, then simply turned his head and looked outside the hall.
He took a step and walked to the fence outside the hall.
He lay on the fence and took several deep breaths in succession.
……
In the hall.
After Zeng Anmin heard Qin Shoucheng's words.
His face turned slightly serious.
He is about to take part in the Fantasy Formation Imperial Examination.
He now wants to urgently improve his Confucianism cultivation strength.
After the last "shooting" art to enter the Tao, he did not rely on that entry to condense the five-level Dharma.
It just condenses the "green bow" dharma.
Tian Fuzi, who teaches archery, said that maybe he needs to understand one more of the six arts, just like a pilgrim, condensing two of the six arts to break through the fifth level.
During this time, he has been trying various six arts.
But he tried "Music Theory".
You won't be able to listen at all, and you may even fall asleep listening to it.
As for Yu...he hasn't even understood it yet.
At the moment, only one of this "book" can be tried.
Under the power of his father, his predecessor had some calligraphy skills.
Although he came through time. But I also saw many authentic calligraphers’ works in my previous life.
There is even an authentic painting of Mr. Qi Gong in his home.
He is not so arrogant as to think that he can achieve enlightenment in this world by "copying" the calligraphy from previous lives.
If you can't understand it, you just can't understand it.
Even if you can write a completely different style of writing yourself.
It's just superficial.
Written to make people think and laugh.
So about Qin Shoucheng’s authentic works.
He looked at it very carefully.
"Hoo~"
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Zeng Anmin lightly dipped the brush into ink.
He looked straight at the word "town" written by Qin Shoucheng in front of him.
After thinking for a while.
Only then did he begin to write slowly.
Not long after, he wrote a big word "town".
It's just that... although the shape is similar, the spirit is missing.
"When you write, adjust your state of mind and don't think about anything else." Qin Wanyue pursed her lips and smiled at Zeng Anmin:
"Copying my father's "Zheng" calligraphy requires respect for the livelihood of all people in heaven and earth, and admiration for the unique learning of the saints."
"Yeah."
Zeng Anmin frowned deeply.
He closed his eyes.
He couldn't respect Qin Shoucheng's handwriting.
He cannot respect all the sages in this world.
It is impossible to enter concentration quickly.
Thoughts slowly drifted away.
The long-dusted memories of his previous life drifted through his mind bit by bit.
What floated through his mind were the sages from previous lives.
Since Dayu controlled floods, he has passed through his house three times without entering.
The three meetings with Confucius and Laozi established the profound thoughts of China for five thousand years.
From Fan Zhongyan's "Be anxious when the world is worried first, then be happy when the world is happy."
To Zhang Zai's "Four Sentences on Hengqu."
From the "unity of knowledge and action" by the sage Wang Yangming
And then to the blood red that set out on a journey for the people in modern times.
Preface from Wang Xizhi's Lanting.
To some silly thin golden body.
From Cangjie to Qi Gong in modern times.
Pictures appeared in his mind like a slideshow.
He frowned deeply.
My thoughts were in a mess.
From the outside, Zeng Anmin's hand holding the pen was trembling.
finally.
Zeng Anmin saw a picture.
It was the waterfront where thousands of lights from previous lives were reflected.
I have a sword.
It’s called the Wanjia Lantern Sword!
He felt as if a raging fire was burning in his heart!
The next moment, Zeng Anmin opened his eyes suddenly.
After taking a deep breath, the brush in his hand was slowly stroked towards the rice paper under his control.
"An"
"People"
Two words, each written in a different handwriting.
The first word "安".
It is a traditional Chinese character imitating Qin Shoucheng.
And the word "people".
It is modeled after cursive writing in previous lives.
He only learned this font in his previous life.
His understanding of cursive writing is very shallow.
Shallow only on the surface.
Crazy grass.
A very domineering name.
In the previous life, it was created by Zhang Xu, the grass sage.
The reason why Zeng Anmin was willing to learn in his previous life was because he thought it was cool.
There is no way, being handsome is a lifelong matter.
Then after studying for two years, he put it aside.
Disaster.
It's too difficult.
Kuangcao can be said to be the most difficult to learn among all calligraphy.
It looks like a ghost drawing two random strokes.
In fact, it is not the case. Stroke by stroke is even ten times more difficult than normal calligraphy!
Before learning cursive script, you must first be able to write regular script well to be qualified.
So he only studied for two years and then gave up.
However, today he seemed to have a new understanding of calligraphy.
He felt that Kuangcao's handwriting was very suitable for his personality.
In fact, he only wrote it with the attitude of giving it a try.
"Buzz!!!"
He had just put down his pen.
Then he suddenly noticed a vibration in his consciousness sea space!
He closed his eyes and looked at the sea of consciousness seriously.
At that time, the shadow of Kanlongtu was still floating in the air.
The martial arts energy on the left also forms a self-reflective cycle from the martial arts through the Second Bridge of Heaven and Earth.
The green bow composed of Haoran's righteousness also floated there.
Just follow his gaze.
Next to the green bow, a more intense green energy quickly condensed.
The original Wu Qing even had a hint of purple energy at this time.
After a while, it suddenly formed an extremely thick pen.
The pen is like a bow, with a touch of purple in the green air.
The awe-inspiring aura in his sea of consciousness has solidified a lot!
"Peace the people."
On the pen, two big characters appeared slowly with a fierce momentum.
Saw this "Anmin" pen.
Uh...
Zeng Anmin's mouth twitched.
Breakthrough again.
But not completely broken through.
He still hasn't broken through the fifth level and condensed the Dharma because he understood one of the "books".
But it has solidified Haoran's righteousness a lot on the original basis.
Every stroke, every stroke, flashed with purple aura from time to time.
【Congratulations on breaking through the level】
[Please choose one of the following three martial arts entries. 】
"[Silver] Martial Arts Giant: Get fifty years of life"
"[Silver] Share the happiness: When the battle starts, you get a 20% increase in combat power. The opponent gets 10%."
"[Silver] Insufficient transportation capacity: You can only improve your realm twice within three years, and then obtain three martial arts spiritual weapons."
[Note: Unselected entries will disappear permanently until the timer reaches 30, 29, 28...]
Another entry is out.
Zeng Anmin's eyes were placed on the panel of Gold Finger, and he could not calm down for a long time.
【Martial Arts Giant】
Add fifty years to life? ?
A delicious one!
As for [Sharing Happiness]...
If you are facing someone whose realm is lower than yours, it is better. If you are facing someone whose realm is higher than yours... just go ahead and mess around!
You don’t even need to look at the [Insufficient Capacity] at the back, it’s really rubbish.
Ten years from now, I don’t even know if I will still be short of spiritual weapons ten years from now...
Soon, Zeng Anmin seriously chose a life span of fifty years.
Then, he felt an extremely numb feeling rushing through his body.
He took off as if to electrify his soul.
As he opened his eyes.
I found that the entire school was quiet.
Everyone looked directly at him.
"Brother Quanfu!! Have you...understood the meaning?!"
Liu Xian widened his eyes, looked at Zeng Anmin's side face, and took a breath of surprise.
He picked up the piece of paper in front of Zeng Anmin's desk that copied the character "安" written in Qin Shoucheng's calligraphy, and looked at it very seriously.
“What’s going on??”
"Zeng Liangjiang is indeed a great talent in our college. He understood the meaning of "calligraphy" so quickly?"
"No, is the gap between people so big? I just took a few glances and people understood it??"
"Who is still playing with you?!"
……
"What's the fuss about?!"
Qin Shoucheng appeared at the door with a gloomy look on his face.
After Liu Xian saw Qin Shoucheng's figure, he was not afraid. Instead, he stood up very excitedly, holding the rice paper in his hand and said:
"Master Qin!! Look! Brother Quan Fu has understood the meaning of your words!!"
As soon as these words came out, Qin Shoucheng's brows furrowed.
He glanced at Liu Xian in disbelief.
Then he took the initiative to go this way.
But he didn't read the words in Liu Xian's hand first.
Instead, he glanced at Qin Wanyue first.
At this time, Qin Wanyue was staring blankly at the word "people" on the table.
Qin Shoucheng followed the eldest girl's eyes and looked over.
His eyes just landed on the word "people" on Zeng Anmin's desk.
The whole person fell into a sluggish state.
The word "people" was written by Zeng Anmin in imitation of his previous life's cursive writing.
(End of chapter)