Wishing You Eternal Happiness Chapter 84: : My cousin hit me on purpose

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Zhou Linghuai interrupted her: "It doesn't matter, I have to practice calligraphy for half an hour every day. I practice calligraphy with my cousin, and I won't practice when I go back to the yard."

Yu Youyao declined tactfully: "Well, let's forget it. I can practice my calligraphy by myself according to the copybook and practice slowly. How can I tire my cousin from running to Yayuyuan every day. ”

Zhou Linghuai twitched the corner of his mouth slightly: "I'm not tired, but I have to trouble my cousin in the future. Prepare an extra meal at noon. Please forgive me for disturbing me."

Now that the words have come to this, what else can Yu Youyao do? She can only droop her little head and agree.

She didn't like writing in the past. After practicing for a while last night, she felt that practicing calligraphy was boring and boring, and she lost interest. She originally planned to practice casually and it would be passable, but she didn't My brother wants to teach her how to practice calligraphy, but she can’t do it without practicing.

Zhou Linghuai asked Yu Youyao what classes she had taken today, and then told her "Shao Yi". The complicated and trivial etiquette and rituals were simplified a lot when it came to her cousin's mouth, except for some red tape.

After a while, Nanny Xu ordered someone to prepare a meal.

The two had lunch together and then went to the study.

Remembering that her cousin would come to Yayuyuan to teach her how to practice calligraphy for a long time, Yu Youyao ordered someone to move a file, select the best four treasures of the study, and place it in the small study.

Zhou Linghuai has a place in the small study.

The afternoon sun shines brightly through the entire study window. There are several pots of orchids on the shelf with dark green leaves, long and beautiful, and the light green buds sprout out, adding a bit of elegance.

Zhou Linghuai sat in front of the case and drank tea: "Write a few words for me to read first."

Yu Youyao sat in front of the desk with a sullen expression, spreading paper and flattening it with a white jade unicorn paperweight. Holding the pen in his tender hand, he took out his most serious posture and wrote the three words "Yu Youyao" one stroke at a time.

"Cousin, I have written it."

Zhou Linghuai put down the tea cup and took a closer look. There was no emotion on his face. He just said softly: "Pour out the ink. Let's learn from the ink grinding."

Yu Youyao’s face fell again: “My handwriting is not good, what does it have to do with ink?”

She also knows that the quality of ink will affect writing, but the ink she uses is old ink sent by her grandmother just yesterday, and it is the best ink stick.

Looking at the fine old pine smoke inkstone in the inkstone, Zhou Linghuai couldn't help but hold his breath as calmly as Zhou Linghuai. This girl is really exposing the world without knowing it: "Do as I say first."

My cousin's tone was indifferent, as if there was no difference from usual, but after hearing this, Yu Youyao felt scared in her heart. Is this probably what people often say, "Don't be angry but you will be powerful"?

"Got it, cousin!" Yu Youyao shrank her neck. Although she was full of doubts, she still followed the instructions and poured out the remaining ink in the inkstone and washed it with clean water.

Zhou Linghuai didn't say much. He held the cup and bowl in one hand and slowly poured it into the water. In the other hand, he held the ink stick and ground it slowly and steadily.

Yu Youyao has a smart mind and can tell at a glance that when his cousin is grinding ink, he not only has a moderate and gentle rhythm when grinding ink, but also the ink strips are flat, not crooked or slanted, and are making vertical circles in the inkstone.

The faint rhyme of ink, with a hint of rosin, permeates the study room, making it even more quaint and pleasant to smell.

Yu Youyao was embarrassed for a moment. She had just grinded the ink before, and the ink she grinded out always smelled like ink. It couldn't be said to be good or unpleasant, but after smelling it for a long time, it made her feel uncomfortable. People are upset and a little bit intolerable, so even practicing calligraphy is unbearable.

Zhou Linghuai tilted his head. Seeing the little girl's thoughtful expression and the corners of her lips slightly hooked, Zhou Linghuai released the ink stick, picked a whole goat's hair from the pen holder, and dipped his hand in ink.

Quanyang hair is a soft hair, which is extremely difficult to control, but it is suitable for official script, running script, cursive script, and even paintings. It is hard but soft, the pen has an edge, and the character is hidden.

Langhao and Jianhao were popular in the Zhou Dynasty. Yanghao pays great attention to wrist strength and internal strength. Therefore, "Zangfeng" can only be used by a very small number of masters in calligraphy.

The three characters "Yu Youyao" came into being in one breath, with suitable shades. Zhou Linghuai put down his pen: "Take a closer look."

Yu Youyao took a look and saw that it was written by his cousin on the left side. The three words "Tiger perched on the dragon's plate" hinted at the strong and majestic meaning of "Dragon leaping over the Tianmen, tiger crouching on the Phoenix Tower" without losing the slender and handsome appearance.

The words on the right were written by herself. The words she originally thought were quite correct, but now when she compares them, they are simply horrible.

Zhou Linghuai saw that she was looking at her carefully and asked, "Did you see any difference?"

Yu Youyao smacked her lips and threw away the money in her hand: "My cousin hit me on purpose, right?"

Zhou Linghuai was helpless: "I'm not asking you to read the words, I'm asking you to see the ink. Take a closer look at the difference between the two inks."

Yu Youyao was a little unhappy, but still lowered his head and looked carefully, and soon saw the trick.

The words she wrote were dark and dull, the pen penetrated the paper but was weak, and there were water stains on the edges of the ink.

As for my cousin's calligraphy, the ink is deep and luminous, the pen is penetrating and vigorous, but the ink does not bleed through the paper. The fonts appear neat and clean, and the ink is light and luminous.

No matter how stupid Yu Youyao is, he still understands: "Is it because my previous ink was not polished evenly, causing the ink and ink to never meet and blend?"

Zhou Linghuai nodded: "Mo Mo is also knowledgeable. Does my cousin want to know?"

Yu Youyao's interest was aroused at this moment, and she quickly said: "Think about it!"

Zhou Linghuai chuckled lightly: "You can tell from the words how well the ink is polished. The quality of my cousin's previous ink was uneven, the color was too thick, and it was not delicate enough. The written words looked rough and hasty. , not neat and tidy."

Yu Youyao looked carefully at the handwriting she had written before, and it was indeed full of frivolity.

Zhou Linghuai continued: "The ink grinding needs to be kept neutral and even~IndoMTL.com~ The process of grinding ink should be light and urgent. Make vertical circles on the inkstone, do not grind at an angle or push straight. The ink color should be moderate and light, not too light. It doesn’t matter whether it’s too dark or too light. My cousin is a woman, so the best ink color is dark ink.”

Speaking of this, seeing Yu Youyao's confused look, Zhou Linghuai said again: "What is Dai? It is extremely green and black, it is Dai, so the ink of Dai is green and green, making it look beautiful and even. Cousin, you might as well give it another try."

Yu Youyao’s knowledge has really improved. He didn’t expect that grinding ink requires so much attention. He held the ink stick and started grinding slowly according to his cousin’s instructions: “Cousin, is that so?”

Zhou Linghuai watched for a while, then came behind her, covering her hand holding the ink stick with one hand: "I will take you to polish it again first."

Her cousin's chest was pressed against her back. She could even feel that under the thin clothes, her cousin's slightly rugged chest was not as thin as she imagined. Instead, it looked tough, solid, and slim. For a moment.

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