After marrying a wealthy vegetative person Chongxi[Transmigration Book]

A murmur broke out in the crowd: Two lead steel plates were tied to each of Jin Miao's arms.

At the calligraphy tea party held by the Fang family, those who were invited would naturally bring a few rare treasures to show off. Watching the fun was no big deal, and soon two sets of the four valuable study treasures were displayed in front of Jin Miao.

Randomly picked up a piece of rice paper and spread it on the table, the moment Jin Miao picked up the pen and ink, the audience held their breath in unison:

I saw that he was steady with his pen, flying like a dragon and snake on the ink-fallen paper, his brushstrokes were vigorous and vigorous, and his strength penetrated the back of the paper.

"Xintai has scorpions, and the river is full of water. Yanwan's request, scorpions are not fresh..."

The young man who had deliberately encouraged him to show his hands squeezed to the side, slowly read the lines written by Jin Miao, and couldn't help laughing:

"It really fits the occasion."

This poem comes from "The Book of Songs·Xintai". The mood of the grandfather and grandson coincides with each other.

"A waiter, who knows some calligraphy, asked your manager to come see me!"

After others explained the meaning of the poem, the faces of the grandparents of the Fang family turned from black to green and then to red. Fang Qinan slammed the gold-encrusted walking stick on the marble floor with a "boom", his voice trembling:

"You don't want to continue working here in the future."

"My 'manager' didn't come, he was collecting wind in the northwest."

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Jin Miao had finished writing. The young man ignored Fang Qinan, who was blowing his beard and staring at him, and quickly slipped to his desk to protect the copybook. As if afraid of being snatched away, he couldn't help sighing:

"It's not bad, it's like an autumn eagle with thin tendons penetrating into the bone, and the edges are hidden in the force of the words." I didn't expect to come this trip, and there will be unexpected gains."

When the man was talking, Jin Miao had been observing him silently. The man's right fingertips and wrist had a thick layer of calluses, and there was an inconspicuous light gray on the edge of the palm, which appeared to be the result of years of ink contamination.

"Thank you, this gentleman must be no less accomplished than me."

With a chuckle, Jin Miao put down the brush, tidied up his sleeves, and asked with great interest:

"Who are you?"

"Sorry for the lack of a formal introduction. I am an academician of the Huaguo Academy of Arts. This is my business card."

First, he took out a simple and simple business card from his cuff and handed it to Jin Miao with both hands. The man seemed to have finally remembered Master Xia and the grandparents of the Fang family who had been forgotten in the corner. With a sarcastic smile on his lips, he turned around and spoke loudly. :

"Mr. Fang mentioned your 'manager' just now. This time, on behalf of Dean Yi, I will cooperate with relevant departments to investigate a case of defrauding a calligrapher at home and abroad."

The business card is embossed with the logo of the Huaguo Academy of Arts, and in the middle are three gilded small seal characters——Yi Shenyan.

As if echoing his words, more than a dozen policemen poured into the side door of the hotel, and they knocked down the "Master Xia" who was covered in ink and had no time to escape.

"This 'Master Xia', under the name of 'United Nations Calligrapher', forged certificates, bluffed and deceived, and the victims were all over the world."

Watching the eye-catching "Master Xia" being escorted away, Yi Shenyan continued with a smile:

"If you have any questions, you can contact Dean Yi in person. Of course, Mr. Fang and Mr. Fang have contributed a lot to this incident, and I will report it truthfully."

In an instant, Fang Qinan's face turned pale, and the hand holding his grandson was crumbling:

How could they not know that the Huaguo Academy of Arts has made such a big scandal, how can it be saved? !

"There are many members of well-known calligraphy associations in the province here, but in the face of the clown-like performance just now, only Mr. Jin stood up. I have to say, it is really sad."

With a piercing gaze, Yi Shenyan glanced at the venue, and carefully picked up Jinmiao's copybook, and saw the ink seep into the cloth, leaving clear handwriting.

With a thought in his heart, he signaled the waiter next to him to lift up the tablecloth. Sure enough, there were lines of ink on the wooden table.

Unexpectedly, there are still people in modern times who can achieve "three-point penetration"...

"Mr. Jin, please stay!"

Chasing out of the hotel in a hurry, Yi Shenyan stopped Jin Miao, who was about to sneak into the car and leave, out of breath, and sincerely invited:

"Recently, the Huaguo Art Research Center has a new project aimed at cultivating a group of young artists in traditional culture. Are you interested in joining?"

"Me? An artist?"

Probably the only person present who had no concept of the "art research center", Jin Miao gave him a suspicious look and asked:

"Why? There are so many people in Huaguo, so it's not hard to find them."

"You are humble. In recent years, there are very few young people who are willing to work hard on traditional skills. The society is too hostile. It is frankly a headache for us to make jokes like 'Master Xia'."

Shaking his head helplessly, Yi Shenyan's eyes fell on Jin Miao's arm, and admiration spontaneously arose:

"The lead weight tied to your hand is at least one kilogram, and your wrist does not shake at all when you wear it to write, which is not much even among the older generation. You are outspoken about the fraud of 'Master Xia', which not only proves that You have absolute confidence in your own level, and the most important thing is your respect for the art of calligraphy, we really need you as a fresh blood with both ability and political integrity."

Skills can be polished, and the most valuable thing is honesty and integrity. Yi Shenyan has not met a junior who is so impeccable in every aspect for a long time. No matter where Jin Miao is from, he hopes to make friends with him.

"You are serious."

Hearing this in a cloud of fog, Jin Miao thought for a moment, then answered in embarrassment:

"My situation here is a bit special, otherwise, can I reply to you after I finish my recent exam?"

"take an exam?"

Staring blankly at the car going away, Yi Shenyan was a little skeptical about life:

What exam is more important than direct entry into a national program?

"Yo, you're back"

As soon as he stepped into the gate, Jin Miao looked up and saw Huo Xinyan half leaning on the stairs, with a playful expression on his face:

"I heard that you made the old man very angry again this time, well done!"

"Actually, I didn't mean to."

Taking off his coat and handing it to Uncle Yan, Jin Miao replied with a guilty conscience:

"Anyway, I didn't lose face for the Huo family."

Jin Miao didn't expect that Huo Xiaoyun would be so angry that he would leave him alone and leave the venue first. After thinking about it, he had done nothing wrong, and he didn't understand what the other party was angry at.

"As long as you don't follow his instructions, you are disobedient."

As if seeing through Jin Miao's confusion, Huo Xinyan raised his hand and shook his index finger:

"Once you wear the label of disobedience, everything you do is wrong, including breathing."

Yan Bo behind him hesitated to speak: "Second Young Master..."

"So it is."

Strolling up to the second floor, Jin Miao put one hand on the doorknob, turned her head and took a deep look at Huo Xinyan:

"However, one's own life is always one's own. If one resists blindly for the sake of resisting, isn't that also being manipulated in another sense?"

The cynical smile on his face froze for a moment, an indescribable emotion flashed in Huo Xinyan's eyes, but it disappeared quickly, and when he met Shang Jinmiao's eyes again, he had an indifferent expression:

"Well said, I will remember. By the way, the doctor came to check on the elder brother's condition in the afternoon, and he recovered very well. I dug out a few books that he used to love and put them on the table. If you are free, you can read them. Give it to him, I think he'll like it."

A few days ago, after receiving an email from Xie Wanyun, Huo Xinyan was sure that his brother had already woken up. Unfortunately, he was unable to move for the time being and had to keep it secret, especially to Huo Xiaoyun.

After all, they are brothers. Although Huo Xinyan complained about Huo Xinhong at the beginning and made him feel worried, after he heard the other party's plan, he immediately supported him without hesitation.

At the same time, Huo Xinyan was naturally keenly aware of his brother's careful thinking towards Jin Miao, so he secretly decided to push him.

With a slight smile, Jin Miao's eyes sparkled, and he said gratefully:

"Really? I will, thanks."

With his finger on his lips, Huo Xinyan made a "shh" gesture and said in a low voice:

"In exchange, you must not reveal any information about me to Cheng Yi."

Without waiting for Jin Miao to answer, he jumped down the stairs lightly, and waved his hands behind his back:

"Come on for the exam."

That night, Jin Miao wanted to talk to Huo Xiaoyun about the day's affairs, but was told:

The master is too tired, he has already rested first, it is best not to disturb.

Seeing that he looked a little depressed, Yan Bo couldn't help comforting him:

"Master Miao, don't take this matter to heart. The master's character is like this. You have to give him some time. He is still satisfied with you."

With a faint smile, Jin Miao didn't take it seriously: "It's okay."

It has become one of Jin Miao's habits to check Huo Xinhong's status before going to bed. He sat by the bed, recalling what Huo Xinyan said, and carefully pulled out a book from the table.

It was an English poetry collection, and judging from the color of the pages, it had been quite old; fortunately, its owner took good care of it, and the book cover was tightly wrapped in parchment, the pages were not wrinkled, and only one page showed light blue silk bookmark.

At the bottom right of the title page, there is a vigorous pen writing - "Hong".

Out of curiosity, I opened the page with the bookmark, and it was a little poem titled "The White Birds". Jin Miao cleared his throat, and read softly:

"I would that we were, my beloved, whitebirds on the foam of the sea!"

……

His voice is deep and magnetic, like the warm sun in winter, shining gently and delicately into people's hearts.

Huo Xinhong's heartbeat unknowingly quickened, his usual calm and calm mind fluttered, as if he was in a gentle ocean wave, and his ears couldn't help but focus on catching every syllable Jin Miao uttered.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Jin Miao glanced at it unintentionally, and found that "Bingshan" didn't look cold at all, and even looked a little soft.

"It seems that you like it very much. As long as you can wake up, I will read it to you every night."

Looking at the "sleeping" "husband", Jin Miao approached slightly, looked at Huo Xinhong's appearance, and once again sighed:

This person looks pleasing to the eye, if he smiles, he must be very good-looking.

"But my pronunciation is definitely not as good as yours. If only you could stand up and guide me."

Probably realizing that these words sounded too self-indulgent, Jin Miao closed the book and laughed at herself lightly:

"Just kidding, you are the general manager who manages everything every day. When you wake up, we will be just passers-by."

Huo Xinhong's heart trembled, and a little displeasure welled up in his heart: Who said that? !

Ten days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was the day of Jinmiao's exam.

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Huo Xinhong: You said you would read it to me every night, don't go back on your word!

Miao Jin: >//////

Quote:

1. "National Style_Beifeng_Xintai"

In Xintai, there is a lot of water, and the river is full of water.Yan Wan's request is not uncommon.

There are sprinkling in Xintai, and the river water is flowing.Yan Wan's request is not rejected.

When the fishing net is set up, the bird will leave it.Yan Wan's request was given by Qi Shi.

2. "Old Sun Xin Qiu Mo Miaoting Poem" - Su Shi, excerpt:

Lanting cocoon paper enters Zhaoling, and the relics of the world are like dragons.Yan Gong's reform brought out new ideas, and his muscles penetrated like an autumn eagle

The father and son of Xu's family are also outstanding, and their words are hidden in their strength.The engraved code of punishment in Yishan is here, and the penmanship of thousands of years has left Yang Bing.

3. "The White Birds" (white bird)

by William Butler Yeats (Yeats)

I would that we were, my beloved, whitebirds on the foam of the sea!

If only we, dear, were two white birds flying over the waves of the sea!

(later omitted)