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Ling also leaned on the back of the chair, turned to look at Wu Xie, and said word by word, "You are the most beautiful scenery I have ever seen."

Damn it!A bottle that is obviously so boring, is extremely stingy with words, but it is very generous when it comes to talking about love. Where did you buy "The Encyclopedia of Love Talks" old man!

"You...you..." Wu Xie jumped up excitedly, stared sideways at Zhang Qiling, blushing, and pretended to be disdainful for a long time before saying, "Who can compare people to scenery?"

Zhang Qiling slightly hooked the corner of his mouth, turned his head, looked at the plum blossoms all over the garden, as if talking to himself: "You are the plum blossoms in front of my window, and an ordinary life is completely different because of you."

Wu Meihua's face is dyed red, and the whole heart is messy, swaying, and trembling in the cold spring, and finally the fragrance is scattered all over the place.

"Are... are you... are you... lack of oxygen from climbing too high?"

"Huh?" Zhang Qiling was puzzled, and turned his head to look at Wu Xie suspiciously.

"I'm such a muddle-headed person who waits to die, doesn't seek to make progress, muddles along, and does nothing... You either get tired and stupid when climbing, or you have altitude sickness, or you climb up and don't see anything. It's so easy. I grabbed a piece of dogtail grass as a feather duster..."

Zhang Qiling was amused by the "feather duster" metaphor, and asked: "Do you think... is it possible?"

yes!how can that be possible?If people come to Zhang Qiling's step, not to mention all kinds of feather dusters, they are the moon in the mirror, flowers in the water, beautiful jade flawless, and Langyuan fairy flowers.

"Then why did you set your sights on me?" The blush on Wu Meihua's face burned down to the back of her neck.

"I don't know what to do, I'm just waiting to die, I don't want to make progress, I'm just getting along... and I'm fooling around..." Zhang Qiling turned his eyes to the few plum blossoms that Ling Han bloomed alone not far away, "The first time I saw you, I had reservations." The idea of ​​coming down..."

The first time I saw you, you were like this,

blooming by itself,

Don't care about the frost, why fear the ice and snow,

So wanton, so free and easy.

I have for the first time,

With the idea of ​​staying,

I don't want to hurry anymore, I don't want to wander anymore,

I just want to sit and look at you like this,

The nostrils are full of the fragrance you inadvertently revealed.

Sometimes, I can't help it,

Can't help getting closer,

I can't help picking up your falling petals,

Can't help but let the curve that suddenly grows in the palm of your hand become entangled with you,

Unknowingly, my heart softened.

From then on, even if I set off again, I won't be alone,

Because with you by my side,

Fragrance all the way.

Wu Meihua was so startled, why didn't she close the petals, with disbelief written all over her face: "That time in the toilet? What kind of weird aesthetic is that?"

"Not that time." Zhang Qiling smiled.

"No?!" Wu Meihua turned around and faced Zhang Qiling, "Have you seen me before?"

"Ah."

"When?" Wu Meihua had no memory at all.

"tell you later."

"In the future? Why in the future?" Wu Meihua was puzzled.

"Because it's your birthday today."

"What does this have to do with my birthday?"

"It doesn't matter."

"It's okay?! It's okay, why didn't you tell me?".

"I won't tell you because it doesn't matter."

"You..." Wu Meihua was so enraged by someone's nonsense that the petals almost fell off. He rushed over to strangle someone's neck and threatened, "Are you going to tell me?"

"Then you told me about He Tian Yusuo?" Zhang Qiling didn't dodge, but moved closer to Wu Meihua's side, buried his head in the crooked arms, and rubbed gently.

From numbness all the way to toes, Wu Meihua was stunned by the electric shock, she quickly let go of Zhang Qiling, and muttered sullenly: "Not to mention falling down, anyway, I have never seen you... You are all Lao Tzu's people, who cares about passers-by, A, B, C, Ding What about the time?"

yes!We are all together, what do you still care about in the past and present?Besides, the two big men talk about those things destined by fate, and I feel ashamed and flustered.

Zhang Qiling didn't ask any more questions, and hooked the corner of his mouth, picked up the box on the small table next to him and handed it to Wu Xie: "This is from your mother."

"What?" Wu Xie took it and weighed it in his hand.

"A set of the Four Treasures of the Study that my grandfather collected before his death was left to my mother."

"family heirloom?"

"It's passed on from a woman to a man."

"Fuck..." Wu Xie opened the box with a smile and saw what was inside.

The box has three layers. As soon as the lid was opened, Wu Xie's eyes lit up, staring at a set of lake pens with eight white jade pen holders in the box, from thick to thin, and exclaimed: "Fuck! Is this a chicken pen?"

Although Wu Xie has studied calligraphy from masters of calligraphy since he was a child, he is a modern person after all. Apart from using ink sticks and inkstones for competitions and special occasions, he uses ink for his daily practice, so although he likes ink sticks and inkstones, Not as much as I love the pen.

At this time, what he was holding carefully in his hand was the legendary chicken pen, because he had seen it once in Wang Lao's private collection, so he was very impressed.

Jiying pen, commonly known as chicken feather pen, is made of chicken feathers through a special operation of the traditional process of Hu pen. It is one of the most unique varieties in Hu pen. There are not many.Because of its extremely soft performance, the Jiying pen is like a cotton ball that absorbs enough ink when the tip of the pen hits the ink. Therefore, it is difficult to use without profound writing skills and experience.However, the works written with it can reflect the vigorous and graceful charm.Due to the high quality and few users, it is difficult to find it in the market.

"Have you ever used it?"

"No, there's nowhere to buy this money. Besides, I can't handle it with my little skill." Wu Xie couldn't put it down, and was reluctant to take it out to read. He just stroked the warm white jade pen with his thumb, "Wang Grandpa's pen holder is made of sandalwood, which is already very heavy. If you use this set...unless you know martial arts..." Wu Xie really liked it, and joked on his lips.

"My grandfather will."

"No wonder, that couplet must have been written with this kind of pen, otherwise it wouldn't be so clear and vivid." Wu Xie reluctantly withdrew his hand, took off this layer, and probed to look at the lower layer.

Zhang Qiling took the pen and put it on his lap, waiting for Wu Xie to exclaim.

really……

"Fuck! Your grandfather can get this kind of thing?" Wu Xie carefully looked at the 12 yuan in the box for a while, which was painted with Hui ink with embroidered portraits of the Twelve Beauties of Jinling, and he took out one piece gently with his thumb and index finger, and turned it over and over again. After staring at it for a long time, he said, "Really?"

"It should be true. At the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, many royal treasures were taken out of the palace by Puyi and sold at a low price."

"But that's not the point. The point is that "Dream of Red Mansions" was banned in the Qing Dynasty. Even if it was specially offered by the royal family, this set of things can only be made for the emperor alone. How dare other members of the royal family use it!"

"It is said that Emperor Qianlong liked "A Dream of Red Mansions" very much."

"He likes it and won't let others like it, who is it!" Wu Xie put the ink block away, and took this layer down, "The bottom is the inkstone."

"Ah."

"I also have a collection of Duan inkstones... Your grandfather even has Qianlong's ink, so this Fang inkstone is not worth it..." Wu Xie didn't continue, because he had already seen the true face of this Fang inkstone.

This is an extremely rare deep purple blue Duan inkstone, the color is uniform without a trace of variegation, at first glance the whole body looks dark, but under the reflection of diffuse light, faint purple blue light can be seen.And this is not the most special feature. What makes people unable to move their eyes away at the first sight is the "stone eye" on the inkstone hall. If you look carefully, you will find that this stone eye is exactly located at two-thirds of the top, bottom, left, and right. , consistent with the "golden section" point, is this man-made with ingenuity or natural workmanship?

Stone eyes are a unique feature of Duan inkstone.It is a "stone core" that grows naturally on the inkstone like an eye.Duan inkstone with stone eyes is very precious and rare.Generally, stone eyes are round or pointed and long, growing on sky blue or blue-purple inkstones, green or emerald green with a slight yellowish tint, black pupils, alternate in depth, and shaped like the eyes of birds and beasts, just like crystal and lovely pearls. .And the stone eye on this inkstone has no pupils, but a perfectly round full moon shape, evenly cool yellow and translucent, surrounded by circles of faint halos that smudge the deep purple blue inkstone hall.

The composition of the whole square inkstone is also very simple, only a few young bamboos are carved beside the inkstone hall in the lower left corner, and the small bamboo branches swaying in the wind are outlined with a few strokes.

In this way, a vivid picture of moonlight, bamboo and breeze is presented in front of you.

The bamboo is under the moon, and the moon is in the bamboo. This kind of "alternation" and "overlapping" of time and space produces a sense of remoteness and profoundness, as if a strange power soothes the soul.

Wu Xie stared at this stone eye for a long time, then shook the inkstone gently, and a miracle happened—this stone eye was actually in an "unpredictable" state.

"It turns out that there is such a thing as 'living eyes'. When I was a child, I heard Grandpa Wang mention it, and I thought he made it up to amuse me." Wu Xie took a deep breath, turned to Zhang Qiling and said, "You know this inkstone history?"

"No history."

"No?" Wu Xie didn't believe it. "This kind of treasure that can be called a "national treasure" will be investigated for eighteen generations."

"But it really didn't. I heard from my mother, but she was vague. It seems that during the Anti-Japanese War, a mysterious person asked someone to find my grandfather, and wanted to hide in a cargo ship and go down the river. Fang Yan was sent to Grandpa as a reward. Grandpa's collection is quite rich, and he himself is considered a well-known collector, but he couldn't tell the origin of this Fang Yan, so he suspected that it had just been brought out of the soil. "

"Just brought out of the soil?" Wu Xie reacted for a while before he understood, "The funeral objects? Freshly baked funeral objects?"

"Probably." Zhang Qiling carefully took out the inkstone, and motioned Wu Xie to look at the side of the inkstone, "There are only three characters here."

Wu Xie identified it, it was the three characters "Ling Yunzhi" in seal script.

"Ling Yunzhi? Is it Yan's name or the owner's name?"

"It should be the name of the inkstone." Zhang Qiling pointed to the tender bamboo next to the hall and said, "The sculptor took a part of the tender bamboo for a purpose, and it has the meaning of 'one step further', implying that although the attainments of Taoism are profound, But you still need to practice and improve, even though you have reached a very high level, you still need to work harder."

"Wow, it's so profound, it's hard to understand how you came up with it." Wu Xie still "haunted" the word "funeral object" in his mind, which completely missed Zhang Qiling's "rigorous" analysis, so his focus He went astray again, "Hey! Do you think that mysterious man is a tomb robber!"

"Tomb robber?" Zhang Qiling frowned.

"Yeah, just like what was written in "Tomb Raiders Notes"."

""Tomb Raiders Notes"?" Zhang Qiling was puzzled, "What?"

"Novel, written by the third uncle of the Nanpai. It is the best-selling novel now. I heard that it will be made into a movie." Wu Xie pretended to be surprised, "You have read a lot of books, but you haven't read it?"

"have not seen."

As if Zhang Qiling hadn't read "Tomb Raider Notes", but he had read it himself, and reversed his disadvantage in liberal arts. Wu Xie was in a good mood, and looked down at the Fang Duan inkstone in a good mood. After watching it for a while, it was a precious place After putting the upper two layers away one by one, and then put the lid on, he sighed a long sigh: "The dowry given by my grandfather is so precious, and my husband and I are poor, what can I do for the offer?"

"This is a birthday present from my mother to my son."

"Really!" Wu Xie laughed.

"Mom likes calligraphy, so grandpa left her the four treasures of the study, and now I give it to you..."

"It's too expensive, I still..."

"Only you know it is good, in the eyes of others, it is just a few strands of chicken feathers and a rock."

"Where is it?" Wu Xie smiled, bowed his waist and hugged the box, "This birthday is really worth it, and I got so many good things."

"Oh, there is one more." Zhang Qiling stretched his legs, reached into his trouser pocket and took out a box.

"What?" Wu Xie turned to look at him, and was stunned when he saw the box, "This...this...this is..."

"Your." Zhang Qiling held the box in his palm and held it up to Wu Xie.

"Mine?" Wu Xie snatched the box and opened it, and when she saw what was in the box, she was completely dumbfounded.

"The Audemars Piguet you sold for 7 yuan."

"Is it really mine?" Wu Xie looked at the watch repeatedly, and finally confirmed that it was indeed his own. He rolled his eyes weakly, "The most handsome Doraemon boy in history, I Kneeling for you, how did you conjure up this watch?"

"I asked your second uncle for help."

"My second uncle?" Wu Xie felt that he had received too much "shock" on this birthday, and at this moment, he couldn't digest these words at all.

"Ah."

"Wu Erbai?"

"Ah."

"Wu Erbai, director of the National Security Bureau?"

"Ah."

"Young man, you are so brave. Ask him for help, is it to die?" Wu Xie didn't know where to focus.

Hey, shouldn't you be concerned about how the most handsome Doraemon brother in history knows the most black-bellied X-Men uncle in history?

"Really? His nephew sold the watch his sister-in-law bought..." The corners of Zhang Qiling's mouth curled up slightly, "I gave him clues to get it back, so he should be grateful to me, right?"

All right!The little white rabbit looked at the sky silently, choking speechlessly—one and two are big bad wolves, how the hell should they live their lives?