Chapter 83
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"Ha ha, it's a bit arrogant to say so." Mu Cong laughs.
Obviously, he didn't believe it, even a little disdainful.
Calligraphy is easy to learn but difficult to master. Especially in modern society, people are used to writing with ballpoint pen, how can they get used to brush calligraphy.
Not only mu Cong, but also Qin Yunhan, mu Zhaozhao and other guests looked at Wang Haoran suspiciously.
If you want to say that the only one who has trust in Wang Haoran is Wang Xiang.
There is no reason for him to trust him. Anyway, he thinks his son is a good judge.
"Do you have four treasures of study?" Wang Haoran took Mu Cong's look in his eyes. He did not refute anything, but asked cleanly.
"I have these things everywhere I go."
Mu Cong immediately asked someone to pick up the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
Clean up a table in the ballroom and put paper on it.
All around the guests gathered around and focused their eyes on Wang Haoran.
The pen and paper are ready, but the ink hasn't been ground yet.
Wang Haoran went up to Mu Zhaozhao, showed a sunny smile and asked:
"Can you help me polish the ink with your delicate hands?"
Grinding ink is also a technical activity.
Mu Cong must be good at this, but it's a little condescending to let him polish.
Mu Zhaozhao has been learning calligraphy since childhood. She must be very experienced in it. She is the most suitable one.
"But... Yes." Mu Zhaozhao is very friendly to Wang Haoran. Of course, he directly agrees to this request.
After a while, the ink had been ground.
Wang Haoran picked up his pen and began to write on the paper.
In the process of writing, the elegant and flexible fonts appear on the paper.
If you look closely, you can see the handwriting on it
In the ninth year of Yonghe, I was in Guichou. At the beginning of late spring, I would be in Lanting of Kuaiji mountain, where I was engaged in business.
The best of all, the best of all.
......
Soon, a 324 word article was finished.
Wang Haoran did not stop writing. Instead, he began to write on a new piece of paper.
Just now the article used running script, but the calligraphy style of the new article has become cursive.
A few minutes later, another article was finished.
Put on a new piece of paper again.
This time, it's another style of calligraphy.
All the people around are attracted by calligraphy, and time passes quietly.
About half an hour later, Wang Haoran wrote down the last word of his last article.
The ink stops.
Looking at the ground, there are more than ten sheets of wide paper.
Every piece of paper has exquisite calligraphy in different styles.
Wang Haoran, who has master level copying skills, can't easily copy these famous calligraphies.
Mu Cong's eyes swept over the calligraphy on the ground. He was shocked and lost his voice
"Wang Xizhi's preface to Lanting, ouyangxun's thirty-six methods, Yan Zhenqing's notes on Magu immortal altar, huaisu's self narration, Liu Gongquan's epitaph of Madame Su, Su Shi's dark cloud in the sky..."
For mu Cong, these calligraphy articles are too familiar to be familiar any more. They are all masterpieces.
When he first studied calligraphy, he also began to imitate those ancient calligraphers, and finally learned from others and created his own unique style.
The charm and style of these calligraphy articles written by Wang Haoran are very close to the original author.
If we put Wang Haoran's calligraphy and the original author's calligraphy together and just compare the handwriting, Mu Cong may not be able to distinguish them.
How can one imitate famous calligraphers to such a degree?
This is incredible!
In addition to Mu Cong, the other guests around also looked shocked.
Among them, there are people who know calligraphy. Naturally, we can see the way from Wang Haoran's calligraphy.
People are very stingy and praise Wang Haoran.
Wang Xiang felt very proud and couldn't help shouting:
"That's my son, my son!"
Wang Haoran didn't care about the noise, but said to Mu Cong:
"Wang Xizhi, the first master of running script, master huaisu, the master of cursive script, four masters of regular script, Ouyang Xun, Yan Zhenqing, Liu Gongquan and Zhao Mengfu
I have copied the works of Su Shi, Huang Tingjian, Mi Fu and Cai Xiang, the four famous calligraphers of the Song Dynasty. From the perspective of grandfather mu, is my level OK? "
"Haoran, I didn't expect that you still have this kind of attainments in calligraphy. I'm clumsy, old man. I underestimated you before." Mu Cong exclaimed.
In fact, Wang Haoran has only seen the works of these famous calligraphers, but has never copied them.
It's the first time to copy it, and there are still some tiny flaws.
If you have practiced, you can definitely confuse the real with the fake.
However, even if it is flawed, it still does not affect the shock of Mu Cong.
"It's mainly the beauty who sharpens the ink, which makes me play supernormal. Usually I don't write so well." Wang Haoran did not forget to use a pair of peach blossom eyes to cast a sultry look at mu Zhaozhao.
When they heard the words, they all subconsciously looked at mu Zhaozhao.
Being stared at by so many people, mu Zhaozhao feels embarrassed, and a red glow appears on his face.
[Ding, mu Zhaozhao, one of the female owners, has increased her liking for the host by 10, and the current total liking is 30 (very friendly)]
[Ding, the host influences the trend of the plot and gains 200 villain points!]
"Even if it's down a level, it's very severe. When I come to Mo, I think I can't be better than you." Mu Cong praised and looked at the calligraphy works again.
One of the works made him feel a little stunned.
"Haoran, I don't know which famous calligrapher in ancient times copied that last work?" Mu Cong asked.
"Can't grandfather Mu see that I copied you?" Wang Haoran smiles.
Of course, Mu Cong is very familiar with his calligraphy style. In fact, he has seen it for a long time, but he wants to hear it from Wang Haoran himself.
"Haoran, you look up to me when you copy my works together with the works of these famous calligraphers." Mu Cong was ashamed.
"That's not so good. Mr. mu, you are a great calligrapher of the time. There are countless excellent works. Many years later, you will also be famous throughout the ages, equal to the four families of the Song Dynasty." Wang Haoran said.
When Mu Cong heard this, he felt that every cell in his body was comfortable.
As a famous calligrapher, he most hoped that his works would spread to the world and be praised by later generations.
Wang Haoran's words, he really loves to hear them!!!
If he is not afraid of gaffe, he really wants to hold Wang Haoran as a descendant.
After a long time, Mu Cong's excitement calmed down a little. Suddenly, he tentatively asked Wang Haoran:
"You are so good at imitating famous calligraphers that you must be very interested in calligraphy and have made great efforts. Do you want to be more advanced in this field?"
Wang Haoran recognized that Mu Cong was moved to accept the apprentice, but he didn't have this idea at all, so he declined
"Calligraphy is just one of my hobbies, and I'm not going to put too much energy into my future plans."
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"Ha ha, it's a bit arrogant to say so." Mu Cong laughs.
Obviously, he didn't believe it, even a little disdainful.
Calligraphy is easy to learn but difficult to master. Especially in modern society, people are used to writing with ballpoint pen, how can they get used to brush calligraphy.
Not only mu Cong, but also Qin Yunhan, mu Zhaozhao and other guests looked at Wang Haoran suspiciously.
If you want to say that the only one who has trust in Wang Haoran is Wang Xiang.
There is no reason for him to trust him. Anyway, he thinks his son is a good judge.
"Do you have four treasures of study?" Wang Haoran took Mu Cong's look in his eyes. He did not refute anything, but asked cleanly.
"I have these things everywhere I go."
Mu Cong immediately asked someone to pick up the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
Clean up a table in the ballroom and put paper on it.
All around the guests gathered around and focused their eyes on Wang Haoran.
The pen and paper are ready, but the ink hasn't been ground yet.
Wang Haoran went up to Mu Zhaozhao, showed a sunny smile and asked:
"Can you help me polish the ink with your delicate hands?"
Grinding ink is also a technical activity.
Mu Cong must be good at this, but it's a little condescending to let him polish.
Mu Zhaozhao has been learning calligraphy since childhood. She must be very experienced in it. She is the most suitable one.
"But... Yes." Mu Zhaozhao is very friendly to Wang Haoran. Of course, he directly agrees to this request.
After a while, the ink had been ground.
Wang Haoran picked up his pen and began to write on the paper.
In the process of writing, the elegant and flexible fonts appear on the paper.
If you look closely, you can see the handwriting on it
In the ninth year of Yonghe, I was in Guichou. At the beginning of late spring, I would be in Lanting of Kuaiji mountain, where I was engaged in business.
The best of all, the best of all.
......
Soon, a 324 word article was finished.
Wang Haoran did not stop writing. Instead, he began to write on a new piece of paper.
Just now the article used running script, but the calligraphy style of the new article has become cursive.
A few minutes later, another article was finished.
Put on a new piece of paper again.
This time, it's another style of calligraphy.
All the people around are attracted by calligraphy, and time passes quietly.
About half an hour later, Wang Haoran wrote down the last word of his last article.
The ink stops.
Looking at the ground, there are more than ten sheets of wide paper.
Every piece of paper has exquisite calligraphy in different styles.
Wang Haoran, who has master level copying skills, can't easily copy these famous calligraphies.
Mu Cong's eyes swept over the calligraphy on the ground. He was shocked and lost his voice
"Wang Xizhi's preface to Lanting, ouyangxun's thirty-six methods, Yan Zhenqing's notes on Magu immortal altar, huaisu's self narration, Liu Gongquan's epitaph of Madame Su, Su Shi's dark cloud in the sky..."
For mu Cong, these calligraphy articles are too familiar to be familiar any more. They are all masterpieces.
When he first studied calligraphy, he also began to imitate those ancient calligraphers, and finally learned from others and created his own unique style.
The charm and style of these calligraphy articles written by Wang Haoran are very close to the original author.
If we put Wang Haoran's calligraphy and the original author's calligraphy together and just compare the handwriting, Mu Cong may not be able to distinguish them.
How can one imitate famous calligraphers to such a degree?
This is incredible!
In addition to Mu Cong, the other guests around also looked shocked.
Among them, there are people who know calligraphy. Naturally, we can see the way from Wang Haoran's calligraphy.
People are very stingy and praise Wang Haoran.
Wang Xiang felt very proud and couldn't help shouting:
"That's my son, my son!"
Wang Haoran didn't care about the noise, but said to Mu Cong:
"Wang Xizhi, the first master of running script, master huaisu, the master of cursive script, four masters of regular script, Ouyang Xun, Yan Zhenqing, Liu Gongquan and Zhao Mengfu
I have copied the works of Su Shi, Huang Tingjian, Mi Fu and Cai Xiang, the four famous calligraphers of the Song Dynasty. From the perspective of grandfather mu, is my level OK? "
"Haoran, I didn't expect that you still have this kind of attainments in calligraphy. I'm clumsy, old man. I underestimated you before." Mu Cong exclaimed.
In fact, Wang Haoran has only seen the works of these famous calligraphers, but has never copied them.
It's the first time to copy it, and there are still some tiny flaws.
If you have practiced, you can definitely confuse the real with the fake.
However, even if it is flawed, it still does not affect the shock of Mu Cong.
"It's mainly the beauty who sharpens the ink, which makes me play supernormal. Usually I don't write so well." Wang Haoran did not forget to use a pair of peach blossom eyes to cast a sultry look at mu Zhaozhao.
When they heard the words, they all subconsciously looked at mu Zhaozhao.
Being stared at by so many people, mu Zhaozhao feels embarrassed, and a red glow appears on his face.
[Ding, mu Zhaozhao, one of the female owners, has increased her liking for the host by 10, and the current total liking is 30 (very friendly)]
[Ding, the host influences the trend of the plot and gains 200 villain points!]
"Even if it's down a level, it's very severe. When I come to Mo, I think I can't be better than you." Mu Cong praised and looked at the calligraphy works again.
One of the works made him feel a little stunned.
"Haoran, I don't know which famous calligrapher in ancient times copied that last work?" Mu Cong asked.
"Can't grandfather Mu see that I copied you?" Wang Haoran smiles.
Of course, Mu Cong is very familiar with his calligraphy style. In fact, he has seen it for a long time, but he wants to hear it from Wang Haoran himself.
"Haoran, you look up to me when you copy my works together with the works of these famous calligraphers." Mu Cong was ashamed.
"That's not so good. Mr. mu, you are a great calligrapher of the time. There are countless excellent works. Many years later, you will also be famous throughout the ages, equal to the four families of the Song Dynasty." Wang Haoran said.
When Mu Cong heard this, he felt that every cell in his body was comfortable.
As a famous calligrapher, he most hoped that his works would spread to the world and be praised by later generations.
Wang Haoran's words, he really loves to hear them!!!
If he is not afraid of gaffe, he really wants to hold Wang Haoran as a descendant.
After a long time, Mu Cong's excitement calmed down a little. Suddenly, he tentatively asked Wang Haoran:
"You are so good at imitating famous calligraphers that you must be very interested in calligraphy and have made great efforts. Do you want to be more advanced in this field?"
Wang Haoran recognized that Mu Cong was moved to accept the apprentice, but he didn't have this idea at all, so he declined
"Calligraphy is just one of my hobbies, and I'm not going to put too much energy into my future plans."
"Ha ha, it's a bit arrogant to say so." Mu Cong laughs.Obviously, he didn't believe it, even a little disdainful.Calligraphy is easy to learn but difficult to master. Especially in modern society, people are used to writing with ballpoint pen, how can they get used to brush calligraphy.Not only mu Cong, but also Qin Yunhan, mu Zhaozhao and other guests looked at Wang Haoran suspiciously.If you want to say that the only one who has trust in Wang Haoran is Wang Xiang.There is no reason for him to trust him. Anyway, he thinks his son is a good judge."Do you have four treasures of study?" Wang Haoran took Mu Cong's look in his eyes. He did not refute anything, but asked cleanly."I have these things everywhere I go."Mu Cong immediately asked someone to pick up the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.Clean up a table in the ballroom and put paper on it.All around the guests gathered around and focused their eyes on Wang Haoran.The pen and paper are ready, but the ink hasn't been ground yet.Wang Haoran went up to Mu Zhaozhao, showed a sunny smile and asked:"Can you help me polish the ink with your delicate hands?"Grinding ink is also a technical activity.Mu Cong must be good at this, but it's a little condescending to let him polish.Mu Zhaozhao has been learning calligraphy since childhood. She must be very experienced in it. She is the most suitable one."But... Yes." Mu Zhaozhao is very friendly to Wang Haoran. Of course, he directly agrees to this request.After a while, the ink had been ground.Wang Haoran picked up his pen and began to write on the paper.In the process of writing, the elegant and flexible fonts appear on the paper.If you look closely, you can see the handwriting on itIn the ninth year of Yonghe, I was in Guichou. At the beginning of late spring, I would be in Lanting of Kuaiji mountain, where I was engaged in business.The best of all, the best of all.......Soon, a 324 word article was finished.Wang Haoran did not stop writing. Instead, he began to write on a new piece of paper.Just now the article used running script, but the calligraphy style of the new article has become cursive.A few minutes later, another article was finished.Put on a new piece of paper again.This time, it's another style of calligraphy.All the people around are attracted by calligraphy, and time passes quietly.About half an hour later, Wang Haoran wrote down the last word of his last article.The ink stops.Looking at the ground, there are more than ten sheets of wide paper.Every piece of paper has exquisite calligraphy in different styles.Wang Haoran, who has master level copying skills, can't easily copy these famous calligraphies.Mu Cong's eyes swept over the calligraphy on the ground. He was shocked and lost his voice"Wang Xizhi's preface to Lanting, ouyangxun's thirty-six methods, Yan Zhenqing's notes on Magu immortal altar, huaisu's self narration, Liu Gongquan's epitaph of Madame Su, Su Shi's dark cloud in the sky..."For mu Cong, these calligraphy articles are too familiar to be familiar any more. They are all masterpieces.When he first studied calligraphy, he also began to imitate those ancient calligraphers, and finally learned from others and created his own unique style.The charm and style of these calligraphy articles written by Wang Haoran are very close to the original author.If we put Wang Haoran's calligraphy and the original author's calligraphy together and just compare the handwriting, Mu Cong may not be able to distinguish them.How can one imitate famous calligraphers to such a degree?This is incredible!In addition to Mu Cong, the other guests around also looked shocked.Among them, there are people who know calligraphy. Naturally, we can see the way from Wang Haoran's calligraphy.People are very stingy and praise Wang Haoran.Wang Xiang felt very proud and couldn't help shouting:"That's my son, my son!"Wang Haoran didn't care about the noise, but said to Mu Cong:"Wang Xizhi, the first master of running script, master huaisu, the master of cursive script, four masters of regular script, Ouyang Xun, Yan Zhenqing, Liu Gongquan and Zhao MengfuI have copied the works of Su Shi, Huang Tingjian, Mi Fu and Cai Xiang, the four famous calligraphers of the Song Dynasty. From the perspective of grandfather mu, is my level OK? ""Haoran, I didn't expect that you still have this kind of attainments in calligraphy. I'm clumsy, old man. I underestimated you before." Mu Cong exclaimed.In fact, Wang Haoran has only seen the works of these famous calligraphers, but has never copied them.It's the first time to copy it, and there are still some tiny flaws.If you have practiced, you can definitely confuse the real with the fake.However, even if it is flawed, it still does not affect the shock of Mu Cong."It's mainly the beauty who sharpens the ink, which makes me play supernormal. Usually I don't write so well." Wang Haoran did not forget to use a pair of peach blossom eyes to cast a sultry look at mu Zhaozhao.When they heard the words, they all subconsciously looked at mu Zhaozhao.Being stared at by so many people, mu Zhaozhao feels embarrassed, and a red glow appears on his face.Ding, mu Zhaozhao, one of the female owners, has increased her liking for the host by 10, and the current total liking is 30 very friendlyDing, the host influences the trend of the plot and gains 200 villain points!"Even if it's down a level, it's very severe. When I come to Mo, I think I can't be better than you." Mu Cong praised and looked at the calligraphy works again.One of the works made him feel a little stunned."Haoran, I don't know which famous calligrapher in ancient times copied that last work?" Mu Cong asked."Can't grandfather Mu see that I copied you?" Wang Haoran smiles.Of course, Mu Cong is very familiar with his calligraphy style. In fact, he has seen it for a long time, but he wants to hear it from Wang Haoran himself."Haoran, you look up to me when you copy my works together with the works of these famous calligraphers." Mu Cong was ashamed."That's not so good. Mr. mu, you are a great calligrapher of the time. There are countless excellent works. Many years later, you will also be famous throughout the ages, equal to the four families of the Song Dynasty." Wang Haoran said.When Mu Cong heard this, he felt that every cell in his body was comfortable.As a famous calligrapher, he most hoped that his works would spread to the world and be praised by later generations.Wang Haoran's words, he really loves to hear them!!!If he is not afraid of gaffe, he really wants to hold Wang Haoran as a descendant.After a long time, Mu Cong's excitement calmed down a little. Suddenly, he tentatively asked Wang Haoran:"You are so good at imitating famous calligraphers that you must be very interested in calligraphy and have made great efforts. Do you want to be more advanced in this field?"Wang Haoran recognized that Mu Cong was moved to accept the apprentice, but he didn't have this idea at all, so he declined"Calligraphy is just one of my hobbies, and I'm not going to put too much energy into my future plans."
