Mu Zhengyang took advantage of the "Toast" written by Jiuxing and presented it to Zhao Yushi and Yuantong in a sleek manner.

When I saw the turbulent and turbid water of the Yellow River, rushing from the distant sky with thunder, and heading towards the sea like an ever-winning general.

Then, in a trance, I saw my elderly parents sitting in front of the mirror and lamenting their white hair. They were still covered in black hair in the morning, but why did they turn snow-white in the evening?

The pen tip immediately turned wildly. When you were in a proud mood, you should indulge in joy and not let the golden cup without wine and the feelings for the moon appear on the paper.

Then every word is active with confidence, conveying a strong belief that everyone is born with their own value and meaning. Even if the gold is gone, it can still be obtained again.

Zhao Yushi and Yuantong stood at the long table, staring blankly at the picture "Asking to Wine" written by Mu Zhengyang, without saying a word.

a long time.

Zhao Yushi said to Mu Zhengyang with a full breathtaking expression, "I have always wondered that the two excellent works of "Bamboo and Stone" and "Drinking" were actually discarded in a wastebasket, and were also used by Mr. Mu as the introduction to ignite dry materials. I even felt heartbroken. But after seeing Mr. Mu's painting "Asking to Wine", I finally understood Mr. Mu's approach. This is to burn his boats and strive for excellence. With this attitude towards art, no wonder Mr. Mu has such achievements in calligraphy at a young age. I, Zhao Yushi, admired him, and was also proud of the artists like Mr. Mu in Xizhong County!"

Monk Yuantong clasped his hands together, sang the Buddha's name, and said, "Mencius does not lie, but Mr. Mu is too modest! Compared with the two words posted by Mr. Zhao in the WeChat group, this painting "The Toast" is not only a little progress? Mr. Mu's pen is like a dragon and snake, graceful as a stunning horoscope, as if it is a dragon and a swaying dragon, and its shape is scattered, and the spirit is connected to the muscles and bones. The strokes of each stroke are fluctuating with the meaning conveyed by "The Soul and Wine", which at first glance looks like the meaning of Yan Zhenqing's "Mour of Nephew"

If you look closely, each character is full of iron-bending will. Using Yan Zhenqing's "Draft of Memorial to Nephew" as the god, and using Liu Gongquan's Liu style as the bones, combining the two into one can be said to have undergone a qualitative change! From today on, I can be transferred to someone else, but the name of Ze'an City's number one running script is still too small for Mr. Mu. Even if you call Mr. Mu the number one running script in Hanjiang Province, there is no problem at all!"

Zhao Yushi nodded frequently and agreed, sighed and excitedly: "I felt very sorry when I first met Mr. Mu's "Bamboo and Stone" written by him yesterday. With Mr. Mu's age, he could write Liu style to the extreme, which shows his talent. Unfortunately, Liu style is extremely difficult to transcend. At best, he is a slave to the books. But later he met Mr. Mu's "Drinking" written by Mr. Mu. While writing Liu style to the extreme, he actually understood the true meaning of Yan Zhenqing's "Draft of Memorial to Nephew". This has already made me realize how talented Mr. Mu is. I don't expect that in just one day, when he comes again, Mr. Mu will merge the charm of Liu bones and Yan Zhenqing into a furnace. Such peerless talent is probably unprecedented and there will be no one after the past, and even the saint of calligraphy Wang Xizhi is hard to compare with!"

After hearing this, Mu Zhengyang shook his head repeatedly and said, "Mr. Zhao has really ruined me. The Book Saint learns from the strengths of others and becomes a family that has been passed down through the ages. I just got the fur of the Liu style Yanyun, so how can I compare with the Book Saint!"

Monk Yuantong smiled and said with a smile: "Mr. Mu is still young and has a lot of time. In the future, he may be better than the Saint of Calligraphy!"

Mu Zhengyang knew in his heart that there would always be only one saint of calligraphy, that is, Wang Xizhi, even if he got a book, he could not surpass it.

But looking at Zhao Yushi and Yuantong's frenzy in the eyes of the two, Mu Zhengyang was also very helpless.

Although Zhao Yushi is old, he can be Mu Zhengyang's grandfather. He was once the chairman of the Ze'an Federation of Literary and Art Circles and a famous old artist, but at this time he has completely become Mu Zhengyang's fanatic fan. He took out his mobile phone and said to Mu Zhengyang: "Mr. Mu, I really love this calligraphy. Can I take out my mobile phone to take a photo?"

Mu Zhengyang nodded, but Zhao Yushi posted two calligraphy photos of himself in the WeChat group of the Calligraphy Association, which attracted a monk Yuantong. This painting "Jiangjinjiu" has higher artistic accomplishments in calligraphy, which may attract more people. This is what he does not want to see. He reminded him: "It is okay to take photos, just keep them yourself, don't spread them everywhere!"

Zhao Yushi asked in confusion: "Mr. Mu said that the style of the two paintings was immature and he didn't want to be widely spread for the time being. I can still understand this, but your current calligraphy has integrated Liu Gu Yanyun and formed your own unique style. What other taboos are there?"

Mu Zhengyang looked at the white clouds in the sky, raised his lips slightly and smiled: "Actually, I have nothing to do with it, it's just that I like purity! Besides, practicing calligraphy is my personal hobby, it's my own pastime in the deep mountains, and there is no need to make everyone know it!"

Monk Yuantong sang a Buddhist chant again and said, "Since ancient times, you should become famous as early as possible. Nowadays, people are even more powerful. For fame and fortune, Mr. Mu has this mentality of transcending the world and being destined to be with me. Why not enter my Buddhism?"

Mu Zhengyang showed a lazy expression. He didn't have the idea of ​​becoming a monk and smiled and said, "Since I have left a door, why bother entering another door!"

Yuantong's heart moved. This man really has Buddha nature. He made sure to pay attention in his heart that he must cross Mu Zhengyang to enter Buddhism. At that time, a Buddhist master may be produced, but this matter must be boiled with a frog in warm water. You should not be anxious to achieve it. He said: "Mr. Mu has seen the calligraphy of Mu. Before the monk entered the door, he smelled the fragrance of osmanthus wine at the foot of the mountain. Now that he has gone up the mountain, he is a little thirsty, like Mu. He has turned into a bowl of wine to drink!"

"The monk begged for alms and drinks? No wonder he heard that a monk in a certain place was investigated for driving drunk and fined 1,000 yuan!" Mu Zhengyang felt strange in his heart.

Monk Yuantong roughly guessed Mu Zhengyang’s thoughts and said: “Buddhism has the Three Refuges and Five Precepts. All Buddhists must do the Three Refuges and Five Precepts. The Three Refuges are to take refuge in the Buddha, Dharma, and Sangha. The Five Precepts are to not kill, steal, commit adultery, do not lie, and do not drink alcohol. Avoiding alcohol is to prevent trouble after drinking, but the monk practices the Three Refuges and Four Precepts. This stop is to stop drinking without quitting alcohol! Three glasses of vegetarian wine, one glass of strong wine, and no drink afterwards!”

"Three Refuges and Four Precepts One End?", It is true that some monks do not follow the rules and precepts now, but this is the first time Mu Zhengyang heard about it, saying, "Master Yuantong is really unique. You can wait, I will go and get the wine!"
Chapter completed!