Chapter 847
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The goose-changing post is a flowing small calligraphy, with smooth brushwork and perfect structure.
Regular script has a straight meaning and should be relatively standardized. However, these fonts are not consistent, with large and small, and strokes are thick and thin. On the premise of maintaining overall harmony, the morphological changes between characters are enhanced and the
The dynamic is beautiful and more light and elegant. However, some people think that such small regular script brushwork is not the same as Wang Xizhi's brushwork, which makes it clearer about the authenticity.
It is worth mentioning that there is no title for the goose post, and it was only in May of the 12th year of Yonghe. I don’t know who started, so I first linked this scripture to Wang Xizhi. Anyway, there are still controversies until now.
Of course, for many famous calligraphers, it is not very important whether the goose-changing post is the original work of Wang Xizhi. The most important thing is that the post itself is of high quality. Otherwise, it would not have been regarded as Wang Xizhi's ink treasure by calligraphers of all dynasties.
Now what Daozhen wrote is changing the goose post. Mr. Zhang said that he had been copying this copy for more than 20 years. After looking at it for a while, Wang Guan believed it deeply. He saw that Daozhen held the pen like a flying pen, which was extremely fast, but every word was written.
Clear, full of beautiful and cheerful thoughts.
The real version of the goose post has been lost. Wang Guan has read the rubbings passed down through some channels. Now, recalling the rubbings and comparing the copybooks in front of him, he found that both the font shape and the frame layout are exactly the same.
"sharp."
Wang Guan admired it for a while, and although Daozhen had not finished writing it, he sincerely praised it: "It's true that he is dedicated enough, he is definitely an expert, a great expert in copying and changing goose posts."
"Mr. Wang has awarded me a lot."
At this time, a Taoist priest smiled and said, "Actually, it's a bit hasty. If Dao Zhen can prepare for a while, burn incense and clean his hands, and adjust his mentality, he may be able to write better."
"Yeah..." Wang Guan nodded. There was no doubt either.
It was just that without doubt, Wang Guan understood Mr. Zhang's sigh. He was able to copy the goose-changing calligraphy into a superb way, and even surpassed the copies of famous artists of all ages. It can be seen that his calligraphy talent is extremely high. However, it is a pity that such a calligraphy genius is too special.
It’s just a waste of resources and squandering your own abilities.
Waste is shameful and will be punished. No, retribution is coming. Apart from changing the goose post, Daozhen does not know how to write other calligraphy fonts. It is really sad and lamentable.
As Mr. Zhang said, even though Daozhen copied the goose-changing letter exactly the same as the original, even better than the original, no one admitted that he was better than the original author. Because he obtained it under the structure set by the original author.
Now, but without this framework, he is nothing.
Why have calligraphers of all generations been tirelessly pursuing innovation, creating new situations based on their predecessors and creating their own things. That is because they know very well that living in the shadow of others has no future, and they can only become their own family.
Only then will you be respected by the world.
Obviously, Wang Guan admires Daozhen's perseverance in practicing calligraphy, and admires him for his concentrating on copying and changing goose posts for more than 20 years, but he will never respect him because he does not have the qualification to respect people.
"Mr. Wang thinks he writes well."
At the same time, under the instructions of other Taoist priests, Zhang Qing whispered: "I think he still has room for improvement. If he can write a Huangting Sutra with fluorescent resin, he will use the strength of Taoist calligraphy. With the mystery of the scriptures
, and the effect of fluorescent resin, then the work will surely shake the past and bring good news to life."
Zhang Qing's words can be said to be straightforward, and he is straightforward... But this is also expected, and Wang Guan was not surprised.
However, Wang Guan did not respond positively, smiled without comment, and then turned around and said, "Old Zhang, it's late, and after watching the things for a day, I'm tired, go back and rest."
"Well……"
In an instant, several Taoist priests were very disappointed, but they didn't have to say much. After all, Wang Guan's excuse was open and honest, and it was a fact, so there was no reason to refute it. Besides, if someone wanted to leave, could he forcefully keep a guest?
"Okay, then go back."
Mr. Zhang is neutral in his attitude, so he naturally has no objection.
Just as Zhang Qing and others were disappointed and planned to send them away, Wang Guan changed his mind: "This Taoist priest's handwriting is really good, but I am really tired and I can't continue reading him to finish writing.
.I wonder if you have written the Huangting Sutra, so I will give me a copy to go back and enjoy it."
“…yes, of course.”
In an instant, it was a turn of twists and turns, and the flowers were bright. Several Taoist priests were a little surprised and quickly searched. Finally, Dao Zhen took out a beautifully crafted book in the drawer and handed it to Wang Guan for some reason.
To be honest, until this time, Daozhen still couldn't figure out Wang Guan's identity, nor did he know why Zhang Qing and other classmates were doing to please him as if he was servile. However, he heard that his handwriting was good and he needed to be carefully viewed, Daozhen was not
Mind that you will devote your proud works.
At this time, Wang Guan took the book and looked down at it. He saw that the book was carefully bound according to the ancient method, and the pages must be of high-quality rice paper. When he opened the pages, he saw rows of stretched and elegant small calligraphy inside, so that the pages of the book were filled with lines of stretched and elegant calligraphy.
People feel pleasing to the eye when they see it.
"Thank you."
Wang Guan nodded with satisfaction, and did not leave any promise at the moment. Instead, he turned around and called Mr. Zhang to leave.
After leaving Longhu Mountain, about half an hour, everyone returned to Fang Mingsheng's Penglai Xiaozhu again. Although Wang Guan said he was tired, everyone knew that this was an excuse, so they definitely did not go back to their rooms to rest, but gathered in the living room.
Drink tea.
While Fang Mingsheng was cooking fire and making tea, Mr. Zhang asked directly: "Wang Guan, what do you think?"
"What do you think?" Wang Guan asked in reverse.
"Pretended to be stupid again." Old Zhang glared and said, "Talk it straight, they want to buy your fluorescent resin. Are you willing to take action?"
"I don't know either." Wang Guan said frankly: "I'm still hesitating..."
"What are you hesitating?" Zhang Lao said curiously: "I am reluctant to let it go? Or are you thinking about how to slaughter another knife?"
"without."
Wang Guan smiled and said, "I am considering how much does it cost to ask Daozhen to help me write a Huangting Sutra."
"Um?"
When Mr. Zhang heard this, he was shocked and said, "After making a fuss for a long time, you are actually making this idea and preparing to remove the firewood from the cauldron."
"I'm not stupid." Wang Guan said naturally: "With such a thing, if you ask someone to help write a work by yourself, it is destined to be a rare treasure. Why should you give them a discount?"
"It's okay for you, it's your own business anyway, you can just solve it yourself."
Mr. Zhang didn't care. Anyway, the matter of the gloomy wood beads of the red sandalwood is nothing. He didn't plan to meddle in other people's business, but asked with a smile: "By the way, your thing is more precious than the fisherman in Wuzhen,
What kind of baby is it?"
"Good stuff, rare good stuff."
Wang Guan was kept in a rush, and only after Mr. Zhang urged him, he took out the things. The things were placed in a long box that was wide in a palm, which was a brocade box commonly used to install scrolls of calligraphy and paintings.
Seeing this brocade box, Mr. Zhang naturally misunderstood and said with interest: "What kind of calligraphy and painting are they? They are more valuable than Wu Zhen's fisherman's picture?"
"It's not calligraphy and painting." Wang Guan smiled and shook his head: "You always open it and look at it."
"What?"
In an instant, Mr. Zhang was stunned: "What else can it be if it is not calligraphy and painting?"
"Old Zhang, there are not only calligraphy and painting in the treasure house." Wang Guan smiled and said, "There are some other things that are of great value."
"This is true. In addition to calligraphy and painting, there are also some precious famous porcelains of the Ming and Qing dynasties, as well as jade, gold and silver utensils." Old Zhang nodded, and then pondered: "But looking at the box, it shouldn't be porcelain. Could it be that it is
That golden jade inlaid with good luck?”
"No." Wang Guan shook his head and denied: "If you have to die of a golden jade, Ruyi, you will have two or three million. How can you compare to the fisherman's picture?"
"That's right." Zhang Laoshen agreed: "With your nature, it's impossible to pick sesame seeds and throw watermelons."
"It's good to know, there's no need to say it." Wang Guan laughed.
At the same time, Mr. Zhang was not polite anymore, and directly reached out to take the long box over. After weighing it for a while, he said in surprise: "It's quite heavy, it seems to be about one meter and two meters away. Is it a weapon?"
"Not a weapon."
Seeing Wang Guan continue to shake his head, Mr. Zhang didn't plan to continue guessing, so he simply opened the box.
"ah……"
In an instant, not only Mr. Zhang was shocked, but even Fang Mingsheng next to him was stunned, his eyes full of shock and suspicion.
"This is..."
After a while, Mr. Zhang woke up and frowned immediately, and said in confusion: "Wang Guan, you... aren't you picking sesame seeds and throwing watermelons."
"Is there any?" Wang Guan still smiled: "I think this thing is good. Such a 'big deal' is rare."
Wang Guan’s big move is not only an adjective, but also a statement of facts.
Generally speaking, the so-called big-handed approach refers to famous writers or works, and is also a metaphor for implementing grand plans. However, the big-handed approach that Wang Guan mentioned, or the things in the box, is really big-handed approach. To put it bluntly, it is a very big-handed approach.
, which is what people often call a large pen.
The allusion of rafter pen comes from Wang Xun, a famous minister of the Eastern Jin Dynasty. One night, he had a dream. In the dream, someone gave him a large pen like a rafter. After waking up, he thought to his family,
There must be big things to do.
As expected, Emperor Xiaowu of Jin died not long after. Due to his outstanding writing skills, the court's mourning, obituaries and the overstatement of Emperor Xiaowu were all handed over to him to draft and promulgate the world.
From then on, like a rafter pen, a pen like a rafter, a rafter pen, a pen, a large pen, etc., became the goal of literati's pursuit. After discovering that no one gave him a pen in his dream, some people simply made large pens and hung them in the study.
, Whether it is used as a decorative ornamental object or a good omen with deep meaning, large brushes like this are not uncommon in ancient and modern times.
Chapter completed!