"Haha, Mr. Zhao, when it comes to calligraphy, who can compare with you in Ze'an City?"

Wu Jianguo knew that Zhao Yushi had served as the chairman of the Ze'an Federation of Literary and Art Circles. In addition to writing a few articles, he was best at calligraphy, painting, and especially calligraphy. He was quite famous throughout the Hanjiang Province, saying half compliment half sincerely.

"This is the Willow body!"

Zhao Kangping had a father like Zhao Yushi. He was forced to practice calligraphy since he was a child. Although he did not follow this path later, he still had a certain vision and immediately recognized the font on waste paper.

"It's nothing to do when you're idle. Let's pick up this piece of paper and let Mr. Zhao comment on Mr. Mu's calligraphy, which will also make us more knowledgeable."

Qiu Dingli bent down and picked up the waste paper with the word "bamboo" written on it from the waste paper basket, put it on the long table and spread it flat. The white paper reads "Bamboo and Stone" by Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty.

"Persist in the green mountains and do not relax, the roots are originally in the broken rocks. Thousands of mills and tens of thousands of blows are still strong, no matter how winds are east, west, south and north."

"This word is a bit strange. It looks vigorous and powerful. A tall and steep tree, firmly holding the green bamboo crevices on the rocks in the green mountains and presents it in front of you like a picture!"

Wu Jianguo only knew some calligraphy and fur, but when he admired the painting on the table, he felt inexplicably and said in surprise.

"This calligraphy is really wonderful. The calligraphy characteristics of the characters themselves are just written about the scene where green bamboos are closely attached to the green mountains, showing the bamboo's spirit of not fearing hardships, fighting against nature, and stubbornly living."

Zhao Kangping looked at it with relish, forgot to get tired for a moment, and exclaimed.

"Haha, the words written by our doctor are heavenly books, which ordinary people cannot understand at all. The words written by Mr. Mu are also heavenly books, which ordinary people can understand the artistic conception between the lines!"

Wang Ligang joked that of course, their handwriting was sloppy when they were doctors. The reason was that the patient had too much time to write a few words in one stroke, including Latin, English letters, numbers, medical terms and other abbreviations, which ordinary people naturally cannot understand.

"Old Zhao, what do you think?" Qiu Dingli asked the most authoritative person among everyone present.

"The horizontal strokes are square and round, with strong bones, clear starting and ending, short and thick, long and horizontal, and extra thin, elegant and elegant, vertical strokes are strong, straight and thin, concise and solid, sharp strokes, thick and heavy strokes, slightly shorter and kicking, and the brush is clean and neat. Overall, it is restrained and expanded, the central palace is tightened, and the limbs are unfolded, and the sparse and open manner is seen in rigorous. It is most appropriate to write Zheng Banqiao's "Bamboo and Stone"!"

Zhao Yushi carefully appreciated every word on the white paper and commented very carefully and professionally.

"Well, Mr. Zhao, you are too professional, we don't understand... Can you be more popular?" Wu Jianguo said awkwardly.

"Simply put, Mr. Mu has already practiced Liuyi to the extreme! It can even be said that there are very few people in the country who can surpass Mr. Mu in terms of Liuyi attainments!" Zhao Yushi looked at the words written by Mu Zhengyang on the table and said with great certainty.

"I have practiced Liu Sports to the extreme, and there are not many people in the country who can compare with it?"

These words shocked Qiu Dingli, Wang Ligang, Wu Jianguo and others. Moreover, these words came from the former chairman of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles in Ze'an City. They are of great value. A person who is proficient in medicine and writes such excellent calligraphy. What a monster?

"What a pity!" Zhao Yushi sighed with a complicated expression.

"What a pity? I lost all the good words so well! When Mr. Mu comes back, he will ask him if he wants them. If he doesn't want them, he can sell them to me at a low price!"

Qiu Dingli stroked the paper with his hands on "Bamboo and Stone", and he wanted to have such a calligraphy and painting.

"Haha, I'm not talking about this!" Zhao Yushi smiled and shook his head, "Learn from the top, you can get it; learning from the top, you can get it below; learning from the bottom, you can't get it! Liu Gongquan is one of the four major regular calligraphers in Chinese calligraphy, and he is also the one with the highest achievements in regular script. But now there are very few people who learn Liu style. Do you know the reason?"

"In theory, many people should learn such a good font. Why didn't anyone learn it?" Wu Jianguo asked in confusion.

"It is difficult to get the Liu style, it is difficult to jump out. If you practice it to the extreme, you just write Liu style calligraphy, and it is difficult to form your own calligraphy style."

Zhao Kangping is beyond the reach of Wu Jianguo and others, and Zhao Yushi asked nothing profound, and he explained.

"I have not let down my teachings to you since I was a child!" Zhao Yushi nodded with satisfaction and continued: "Bai and dots and strokes are the core of single characters in calligraphy. If the regular script is second, it will definitely be invincible in the world. Liu style is exactly the essence of the king of regular script and the two masters of Ou, and has brought the craftsmanship to the extreme. But this is the reason why Liu style is not suitable for specializing in. Many people have reached a dead end after ten years of hard work!"

Zhao Kangping understood the meaning of his father Zhao Yushi's pity and said with regret: "It's really a pity. Wang Xizhi and Ouyang Xun's fonts also have the essence of their predecessors and have added their own opinions, but they have not brought a single direction to the extreme. As long as learners practice hard and have more insights, they will naturally have a breakthrough. Finding a breakthrough may take ten or eight years, or in their lifetime, and they can eventually achieve certain success. Mr. Mu can practice Liu style to the extreme at a young age, and must be very talented in the calligraphy journey, but he mistakenly chose Liu style. Even if he practices Liu style to the extreme in a short period of time, it is still difficult to get out of the Liu style. If he learns other fonts, it is very likely to become his own style in the future!"

When Zhao Yushi, Zhao Kangping, Qiu Dingli and others were appreciating the manuscripts that Mu Zhengyang discarded in the wastebasket, Mu Zhengyang took Sun Xiaosheng to sit on a large stone in the middle of a stream.

The turbulent stream slapped the big stones, and Sun Xiaosheng lies on Mu Zhengyang's shoulder and sleeps soundly. There are various manuscripts discarded by Mu Zhengyang on the stone surface, leaving only one in his hand.

"I finally integrated "Anatomy of Willow Bone" and "Yan Jin Shen Yun"!" Mu Zhengyang tore the manuscript in his hand to pieces, stood up from the stone, leaped his muscles and bones, floated out of the stone, floated out of the distance of three or four meters, and landed gently on the ground. The muscles, bones, skin and flesh all over his body felt like they were integrated, and he couldn't help but smile: "The effect of practicing calligraphy is not much weaker than the effect of practicing body care exercises, it seems that it is about to break the barrier!"

It's still early.

Mu Zhengyang found another big tree, climbed up the branch like a spirit ape, leaned against it and read Zhou Jiazhou's "Fragrant Cheng".

After a long time, the first incense recipe finally appeared in "Nanshan Incense Point".

On the top of Tiannan Mountain, in the Nanshan Academy on the Sun Cliff.

Wu Jianguo found a piece of paper in the wastebasket. The fonts on the paper were very different from those on the white paper before, but he didn't know which font this was, so he said to Zhao Yushi and Zhao Kangping: "Look, there is still a piece of paper here, but the words on it are a bit different. Could it be that it was written by another person?"
Chapter completed!