"Women have no lower limit than men!" Luo Ziling finally believed this sentence.

He punished Xu Chen a few times to warn her of talking nonsense.

"I can tell you that if I dare to make such suggestions in the future, then I will..."

"Then how can I punish me?" Xu Chen looked at Luo Ziling with charming eyes, "Did you want my sister too?"

Luo Ziling was defeated by Xu Chen and turned around and ran away.

Xu Chen laughed there.

However, she didn't dare to stay too long. After saying a few serious words to Luo Ziling, she went to bed on the grounds that it was too late.

She came over tonight, mainly asking about Monicara's situation and tomorrow's arrangements.

These jokes with Luo Ziling were just a whim.

In front of others, Xu Chen looked very serious. It was not easy for her subordinates to see her smiling.

Xu Chen has a very high prestige. She is beautiful, has outstanding abilities, and is decisive in doing things. In addition, she has relied on Ling Ruonan, so no one dares to disrespect her. Even those who are higher than her are polite when they see her.

Ling Ruonan has a high opinion of Xu Chen. She told Luo Ziling several times that it is really a blessing to find that Xu Chen is a talent. In the future, she will have to bring Xu Chen with her. With such a right-hand man, she will be more convenient and labor-saving when doing things.

Compared with the others who were excavated, they were a little worse than Xu Chen.

Whether it was the characters she discovered herself, or those who Luo Ziling "accepted" after going around Jiangbei Province, including Wang Jianmin, the administrative director of Jiangbei, Zhao Songliang of Guangling and his wife Wang Bijun; Guo Chao, the administrative director of Gusu, etc., cannot be compared with Xu Chen in terms of availability or ability. Those people have not given them too many opportunities yet, and they are still allowed to stay in their original positions.

For those people, consolidating their current position is also a result.

The next day, Luo Ziling and a large group of others, accompanied by Xu Chen, went to Lanting for a tour.

In the morning, they visited Lanting, and they would have dinner at the old Luo family house at noon, rest there in the afternoon, and stay there in the evening.

Lisa has never studied Chinese culture. He is not very interested in calligraphy holy places like Lanting, but the environment there is quiet and full of Chinese characteristics, so she still doesn't dislike it.

Monicara was very interested in the place, and even held a brush and wrote a few ugly big characters beside the goose pond.

The head of the scenic spot received these guests as if they were facing a great enemy, and also invited Ling Jinhua and Ling Mingrui to inscriptions.

Ling Jinhua and Ling Mingrui handed over the task of inscription to Luo Ziling, saying that their calligraphy was too ugly and asked Luo Ziling to write a good calligraphy.

Luo Ziling did not refuse, and wrote a copy of "Preface to Lanting" in front of everyone.

Luo Ziling's regular script is quite good and running script is also very good. Although it is still much worse than Wang Youjun, the "Preface to the Lanting Collection" that was completed in one stroke still shocked everyone.

"It's quite like Wang Youjun!" The person in charge of the scenic spot sighed repeatedly.

Many of the people who come here to travel have written "Preface to the Lanting Collection", but there are no ones of people of Luo Ziling's level.

Those who don’t know much about calligraphy, after reading Luo Ziling’s calligraphy, think they can compete with Wang Xizhi.

Luo Ziling of course expressed modesty. He said that his calligraphy was taught by his grandfather Luo Liansheng, and his grandfather's calligraphy art level was far higher than his.

So, the group of people kept asking Luo Liansheng to keep a pair of calligraphy, and even Ling Jinhua made a request, saying that he hadn't seen the calligraphy written by Luo Liansheng for a long time, which would open everyone's eyes today. Luo Liansheng had no choice but to accept it.

He wrote a copy of Wang Xizhi's "Quick Snow Shi Qing Tie": Xizhi paused his head and quickly snowed Shi Qing Jia wanted to be peaceful but failed. Wang Xizhi paused his head and Zhang Hou of Shanyin. In just twenty-eight words, Luo Liansheng also wrote in one stroke, and his writing speed was no less than Luo Ziling.

The grandfather and grandson wrote similar styles, and even their gestures were similar.

If you look at it from an outsider's perspective, Luo Ziling's calligraphy is more distinctive and has a sharp look.

Luo Liansheng's words are a little more restrained and look quite mature.

For Ling Jinhua and Ling Mingrui, they prefer Luo Liansheng's word.

"Good words!" Ling Jinhua was the first to praise him, and then asked Luo Liansheng, "You have to write one for me. If I want to hang it in my central hall, just write Wang Youjun's "Ping An Post"!"

"You old man Ling has an order, why dare I refuse to obey? I will write it to you later!" Luo Liansheng agreed.

Monicara also asked Luo Ziling for her calligraphy and wanted to take the "Lanting Preface" written by Luo Ziling as existing.

But the person in charge of the scenic spot did not give Monicara face, so how could they bear to give these two words to others?

After Luo Ziling agreed to write another copy for Monicara, the person in charge of the scenic spot finally breathed a sigh of relief, personally collected two copybooks, and said that he would install them well and hang them in the most prominent place.

Although Lisa doesn't know calligraphy, the momentum she felt when Luo Ziling and Luo Liansheng wrote, her waved aura still made her taste something.

She asked Monicara to ask Luo Liansheng and Luo Ziling for calligraphy and paintings, and said she would take them back and hang them in her room.

Of course, Luo Liansheng and Luo Ziling would not refuse, saying that they would write the copybook this afternoon and let Lisa take it back then.

Monicara was responsible for contacting these matters, and she took the initiative to ask Luo Liansheng to write a "Preface to the Lanting Collection" for her grandmother, Luo Ziling wrote a poem, and Cao Zhi's "The Goddess of Luo".

"Sister, do you know how many words there are in "The Goddess of Luo"?" Although Luo Ziling agreed after hearing Monicara's request, he still complained to Monicara afterwards, "You want me to be exhausted? Nine hundred and eighty-four words, do you know how long do you have to write? "Lanting Preface" has only 320 words, and three times the number, my hand is about to break."

"Hmph, that's your business, it has nothing to do with me!" Monicara looked disdainful, "I just like Cao Zijian's poem. If you don't want to, then refuse it directly."

"Haha, do you think of yourself as a beauty in "The Goddess of Luo River"?" Luo Ziling looked sarcastic.

"Yes, I'm so beautiful!" Monicara looked proud.

Luo Ziling retreated speechlessly and did not argue with her about this topic.

After the Lanting tour, it was already noon, and the group rushed towards the old Luo family house in a mighty manner.

Xu Chen has arranged to stop working and hired a bunch of chefs to cook a very local cuisine in the old house.

"The rules for welcoming them are so high, and they are so troubling." Yang Qingyin was a little jealous, "I didn't have such treatment for the first time when I came to your house, right?"

"I invite you here during the Chinese New Year. Isn't the treatment higher?" Luo Ziling took advantage of the inattention and patted Yang Qingyin hard, and then threatened: "If you dare to be jealous again, believe it or not, let you get up tomorrow!"

"Who is afraid of you!" Yang Qingyin looked proud, "Don't threaten people!"

So, Luo Ziling retreated again.
Chapter completed!