The old monk Zhizhen bowed to Liang Feng and said, "Today we will accompany Zhang Dalang Xian and Kunzhong to visit the mountain, but unexpectedly we met a talented man. When we came just now, we heard that Liang's donor praised Zhang Dalang's calligraphy. I thought that the donor's accomplishment in calligraphy and ink was also extraordinary. I wonder if he would leave a calligraphy treasure for Han Temple?" Zhizhen saw Liang Feng's talent and saw that his eyes were bright, his graceful and calm but heavy, and he loved it very much, so he went forward to ask for his words.

The old host Wen Yan invited him, and Liang Feng was very helpful. In addition, Zhang Hui and his group of people agreed, "It should be done, it should be done." He did not refuse, and said, "Then it is better to obey your orders than respect, I am afraid that it will be deprived of the master's eyes."

Zhizhen was happy and led everyone up the stairs and went straight to Zhike Hall. After leaving the pavilion, Zhou Tong, Zhou Da and others recognized Qian Xiaoyi, who was famous in Parkson Garden. Zhou Tong was happy and stepped forward to grab Qian Xiaoyi and laughed, and couldn't finish the topics. Qian Xiaoyi had to be careful and flatter and answered questions.

Zhou Tong asked Qian Xiaoyi how many episodes there were in "Journey to the West", and Qian Xiaoyi replied that there were a hundred episodes in total. Zhou Tong stroked his chest and said, "It's good that it's okay. We have only been here for a few days before we heard you talk about four or five chapters. This is not a loss!" Qian Xiaoyi held back and dared not laugh.

Originally, Zhizhen wanted to invite Liang Feng and others to the abbot, but there was a woman next to him. The old monk Kuoda was unruly, but he did not dare to be too shocked, so he welcomed the Zhike Hall.

When the little novice monk in Zhike Hall saw the host leading a team of men and hurried out to greet him. After listening to the host's order, he quickly arranged to serve ink, paper and inkstone. Liang Feng asked, "Just ask the master to give the order." Zhizhen smiled and said to Liang Feng, "I dare not, but please let donor Liang go as he pleases."

Liang Feng saw that Zhizhen was sincere, and he picked up the pen and dipped it ink, focused his mind for a moment. He wrote on the paper, "There are many changes in his nature, and he is charming and does not know what he sees. A thought of goodness will bring about happiness. A lamp can eliminate darkness for thousands of years, and a wisdom can eliminate foolishness for thousands of years."

The sentences are nothing strange, from the quotes of Huineng, the Sixth Patriarch of Zen Buddhism recorded in the "Platform Sutra". The font has a profound meaning. Liang Feng just focused his mind and actually thought about what style of calligraphy to write. Song people's calligraphy is focused on meaning. Although none of the four masters were born, their predecessors were constantly exploring and quietly became trends. Moreover, Zen Buddhism talked about enlightenment. Although it was gradually divided, it was its purpose. Therefore, if all the styles of the Tang Dynasty were used, the original intention could not be fully revealed; if the styles of the Wei and Jin Dynasties were used, it would not make people's eyes shine. After repeated consideration, Liang Feng used the Zhao style. Zhao Mengfu followed the Wei and Jin Dynasties and pondered more about the Tang and Song Dynasties. His calligraphy was elegant and luxurious, neither rushing nor harsh, which was just right to please the elegance of Zen Buddhism, but it was not round and subtle, and it was very appropriate.

Sure enough, Monk Zhizhen is also an expert in calligraphy, with a high vision. Liang Feng's writing was extraordinary. The old monk's eyes lit up, and then he was shocked and asked Liang Feng who was from. How could Liang Feng tell him the truth? He casually entrusted his youth to work hard and pursue the Mojin and Tang dynasties, without any teacher. Zhizhen had already had a great affection for Liang Feng, and this time he was even more shocked and praised: "Amitabha, Liang's gifted talent, this book is completely free from the rut of his predecessors, and has both grace and strength, and has the beauty of neither lust nor harm. I said bluntly that although the donor's writing style is born, it can compete with everyone in this world in time!"

Zhang Hui looked around and was even more impressed. This was a child prodigy, a talented man. I thought that all the poems and articles were good, but the lyrics were seamlessly followed by others, and his calligraphy was more than one step ahead of him. Zhang Hui was so carefree and unruly, open-minded, not jealous of Liang Feng at all, but cheered loudly. He immediately laid paper himself and asked Liang Feng for his words. Everyone agreed, but Liang Feng refused to rely on it, saying that this was a Buddhist clean land. It was a crime outside the temple for a while, so how could he make noise again and again? If you want to discuss it, you will wait for the Chen Inn one day.

Everyone couldn't force it, so they had to do it. Only Zhang Hui said viciously: "I'll go and ask for it tomorrow and the next day. If I don't give it to you..." Before he finished speaking, the fat little white man Zhou Tong also learned from Zhang Hui's breath and continued viciously: "Hmph, then go in with a white knife and come out with a red knife."

Everyone laughed loudly again.

The red sun gradually turned west, and because everyone was going down the mountain and turned back, Monk Zhizhen arranged a vegetarian meal early to entertain everyone.

Zhizhen personally accompanied Liang Feng, Zhang Hui, Deng Sheng and Zhou brothers, and the servants brought by everyone. Yunmei and Biyun should have been with Zhang Hui and Deng Sheng, but because the old host was there, he had to make his own seat. Qian Xiaoyi, Zhi Zhen, Zhang Hui and others invited him to sit together, but he insisted that he was a disciple and should stand behind the master to serve him. He had no choice but to ask him to sit together with Uncle Yong.

During the meal, Tomoshi personally prepared the dishes and was extremely enthusiastic. He also specially served the vegetarian wine treat made from the intestine water in the temple. Although the taste was thinner than ordinary wine, it was better than nothing.

The mountain temple is quiet and there is no need to be lively in the world. Everyone politely used up the vegetarian food. Although it was already dusk, the sky was still bright. Everyone stood up and said goodbye. Zhizhen sent him to the mountain gate before turning around.

When he arrived at the foot of the mountain, Liang Feng bowed to Zhang Hui and his group of people. Zhang Hui proposed to visit the Chen Inn the next day, and Liang Feng naturally welcomed him. The fat little white Zhou Tong pestered Qian Xiaoyi and wanted to listen to his singing. Qian Xiaoyi said that his master's friend was going, so he welcomed him naturally. He also treated him with a VIP courtesy. Zhou Tong was so happy that he wanted to go tomorrow immediately.

When they parted, Biyun's big eyes rolled towards Liang Feng.

The next day, everything was still the same. Liang Feng still got up at the same time and wrote and painted. Uncle Yong served the young master to wash and use breakfast. After Qian Xiaoyi finished the work, he still went to the front hall to help. Qian Xiaoyi still came to study the new book at noon. He did not expect that someone was discussing it seven miles away from him.

At noon, Zuihua Tower, a cultural and famous tourist attraction in the east of the city, seven miles away from Chenjia Inn in the west of the city, was the most peaceful time of the day. All the talented and beautiful ladies and dewed couples experienced a night of fierce battle, fighting and lingering, and most of the men left. The Yingying and Yanyan slept until noon, Zuihua Tower instantly became lively like a pot of boiling water. After all the ladies had lunch, they immediately became silent again.

The third time in Zuihua Building is to enter a refined embroidery room in the South Building, Xie Xiaochang, the most famous in Zuihua Building, wears a plain skirt, with his hair scattered on his shoulders, and sat in front of the dressing table by the window and looked at a short note. The note was written on the note, which was the Nanxiangzi who was combining Liang Feng and Zhang Hui.

The calligraphy is a good character, but it was not written by Liang Feng. It was written by Biyun begged Zhang Hui last night. At that time, Zhang Hui copied it and praised it constantly. He admired Liang Feng's talent and his calligraphy. Biyun didn't care about these things, but just asked for it and put it away. He sent it to Xie Xiaochang early this morning and told Xiaochang the story of the encounter yesterday.

"The white dew collects the waning moon, the breeze dissipates the morning clouds. The green willows ask the lotus by the embankment: Remember who to buy wine in the New Year?" Xiao Chang had seen Zhang Hui. Zhang Hui was very interested in Xiao Chang at the beginning, but Xiao Chang was disgusted with him, so he never added to his words. Regarding this short note, Xie Xiaochang only muttered the next stanza, but his mind passed through the window, traveling through time and space, imagining everything that happened yesterday.

Xiao Chang is from Wuzhou. He is poor and has been sold to Jiangling since he was young. He has been sold to Jiangling from Jiangling to Xiangzhou. Xie Ke'er, the mother of Zuihualou, was also a leader in Jiangnan. She was old and beautiful. She opened this Qinlou Chu Pavilion in Xiangzhou before she got married. Xie Ke'er saw that Xiao Chang was born in childhood, so she personally educated her and took Xiao Chang with his surname. Although Xiao Chang was young, she was amazingly intelligent. In just a few years, she had extraordinary accomplishments in singing, calligraphy, fine brushwork, double land, Go, Cuju, and poetry. She was even more beautiful and charming, naturally without any fireworks. Therefore, although Xiao Chang was young, she was already famous in Xiangzhou, and many huge merchants and wealthy people were coveted. Xie Ke'er saw it and was happy in her heart. This was a big money tree. The baby was like something, but Xiao Chang had something to ask for and agreed to it.

Later, when Xie Xiaochang was fifteen years old, Xie Keerman planned to arrange a grand gimmick to invite the wealthy people in Xiangzhou to wait for the price to enjoy the joy of the night and comb it. At this time, the Song people had been peaceful for a long time and the people were very rich, so they were very enthusiastic about it. When they heard that the finale of Zuihua Building was to be combed together, they ran around and told each other that there was one month before Xiaochang's birthday, someone said that it would be a hot price of 1,000 yuan.

Unexpectedly, one day Xiao Chang suddenly knelt down in front of Xie Keer and cried, "My daughter has been floating on the duckweed since she was young, but fortunately her mother was kept in love. But if she has something to do, her mother will never be able to fulfill her. She is like a relative. Her daughter has nothing else, and she will only repay her in the future. However, if I want to comb it together overnight, she will be destined to be defiled. Although it is a fate, she is destined to be helpless. Her daughter has only hoped to have a heartfelt person and love her three drums, which is not in vain for my life. I beg my mother to pity my life experience and choose from myself. After that night, she will be pilgrimage to her thousands of arms, and her daughter will never regret it!" After saying that, she burst into tears.

After hearing Xiao Chang's words, Xie Ke'er remembered her childhood childhood days, and she had dreamed of having a happy husband like Xiao Chang. Unexpectedly, her mother was greedy for money and would be a 60-year-old tycoon in Suzhou City. Although she lost her fortune and became famous in Suzhou, she was often worried about her dream of cardamom and couldn't bear to look back for more than 30 years. Although she has become a madam herself, her mentality is very different and her love for money has penetrated into her bones. However, Xiao Chang was raised by herself, and even if her motives are not pure, she has some feelings. Seeing that she is crying so hard that she is so sad that she has no choice but to follow her wishes.

At that time, the two agreed that for two years, Ren Xiaochang would find his wishful husband to comb it. After two years, Xie Keer would choose. However, there was a condition that within two years, Xiaochang would not take a step to Zuihua Building. If he did not comply, the agreement would be cancelled immediately. In fact, this was equivalent to narrowing Xiaochang's selection range and probability in disguise. However, it was not easy for Xie Keer to give in to this point.

Now Xie Xiaochang is over 16 years old, and he is less than a year away. The two sisters of the opposite sex who are sworn with her are Biyun, Yunmei is worried for her, so she will look for her whenever she has the chance. When she meets Liang Feng in Lumen Temple, she sees him as talented and talented, especially kind-hearted and sympathetic to the weak, which makes these two women more aware of their encounter. At this moment, the two recommended Liang Feng as the best choice to Xie Xiaochang.
Chapter completed!