Great Sui Storyteller

Chapter 94 093

Seeing this situation, Hongying sighed from the bottom of her heart.

He opened the door directly and started tidying up the house.

And when she bent down, she covered her heart.

Obviously, the injury from that day has not healed yet.

But she still conscientiously performed her duties as a maid, but she just ignored her master who was lying on the floor.

Frankly speaking, she has seen this situation many times.

When Miss was 16 years old, calligraphy fell into an invisible bottleneck.

And this bottleneck brought her endless pain.

As for the bottleneck...it's actually very simple.That is the inability to break away from the shackles of the predecessors, and it is also the last shackle that will eventually become everyone.

Any word she writes is amazing at first glance.

It is a peerless good word.

However, ordinary people are fine. If you meet someone who is knowledgeable, you can see the craftsmanship in her words at a glance.

That is the ingenuity left behind by copying all the calligraphers including the calligrapher Wang Xizhi, and adopting the strengths of all the families.

For example, a simple word "pin".

Finished in three bites.

Just these three "kou" characters, Miss's first "mouth" has the charm of Cai Yong, the second mouth has the face of Du Du, and the third mouth has the shape of Wang Xizhi...

At first glance, these words sounded like praises, but to the young lady, they were a kind of ignorance.

In any case, she couldn't jump out of the framework of her predecessors.

And as long as you can't jump out of the framework, you can't integrate the strengths of hundreds of schools and use it for yourself.So for the lady, it is a kind of shackles.

Who would have thought that the famous Mrs. Sun, who is respected by countless calligraphy lovers as the "Mr. Jing Chan" lady, could not break out of this kind of shackles and finally became a faction. She was tortured every day and had a splitting headache, so she could only drink to relieve her sorrow. Woolen cloth?
This situation has been going on for several years. The Pegasus Sect has searched all over the world for the authentic works of famous masters, but...Miss has never been able to take that step.

I used to find famous teachers to visit Gaoyou.

But every time the lady returned disappointed.

These people are beautiful with their spirit resembling the charm of the ancients.

Although there is nothing wrong with it, it is not the path the young lady wants to take after all.

As a personal maid, Hongying looked at her lady's daily pain, and the only thing she could do was to indulge her to the greatest extent.

Others restrain and control the young lady, even the young lady's own brother.

They always think that it is good for the lady to do so.

But as everyone knows, what does the lady really need.

Perhaps... this is exactly what the Taoist Priest Shouchu said.

The most useless thing in the world is the phrase "I am for your own good".

Listening to books every day for the past few days, Hongying, who vaguely understands a lot of truths, thought for no reason about the Priest Shouchu who left without saying goodbye.

In fact... In all honesty, she felt that the other party was a real outsider.

Compared with those Taoist priests in the view of inaction, the realm is higher.

Do not move with external objects.

Be at ease.

Not everyone in this world can remain indifferent to the Pegasus Sect's invitation.

And when she first saw the Taoist priest's respectful attitude towards the second young master, Hongying felt that this person was very stupid.

The young master of Pegasus Sect intends to make friends with you, isn't this your great blessing?

Still so ignorant.

However, along the way, after she heard a story called "Li Xunhuan" and saw what happened to the most infatuated Tanhua Lang in that Jianghu, she suddenly had a kind of understanding.

Compared with the Daoist Yuan Zhen who has always been on good terms with Pegasus City and wanted to use Pegasus City as a backing to become the leader of the third-rank Taoist sect, the real, so-called Taoist quietness... should be the one who is the first Taoist looks long.

What did the Daoist Priest say...?
Not pleased, not to have compassion.

Go with the flow, the still water flows deep.

That's how it should be, right?

No wonder he can write such enviable poems.

Living alone and at the end, although it is the first time to come out.

But in terms of realm, it has surpassed too many mediocre people in the world.

Thinking of this, Hongying shook her head.

Show emotion.

And in this short period of time, she has arranged everything in this room with ease.

Except for the one who was still on the ground.

After sorting out the poems, inscriptions, and scriptures written by the young lady.

Hongying sat in front of the rosewood table, sharpened and licked her pen, took out a piece of paper and began to write:
"The west wind blows old Dongting waves,

In one night, Xiangjun had more gray hair.

When I get drunk, I don't know the sky is in the water,
The boat is full of clear dreams and crushes the galaxy. "

Her handwriting is very beautiful, but not brilliant.

In other words, anyone standing next to the lady, their handwriting is at best graceful.

After finishing writing, she blew on the ink, thought for a while and wrote:
"You may have seen the water of the Yellow River come up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning.

Jun, have you ever seen the sad white hair of the high hall mirror, like blue silk in the morning and snow in the evening. "

After another pause, she continued:

"Recalling last spring,

The riverside once met the king.

Visit again today,
No bosom friend. "

……

"The confidant in the sea,

The world is like neighbors. "

……

"When is the spring flower and autumn moon? How much do you know about the past. The small building was windy last night, and the old memories are unbearable looking back at the moonlight."

……

Eloquently, she put on the paper what she liked, what she thought the young lady would like, whether she listened to books or heard from Shang Nu, and then dried the ink, pressed it with a paperweight, and put it on the paper again. After tearing off a quilt from the bed and covering the young lady, he left straight away.

After a while, she turned back again.

It's just that this time there are two jars of wine in my hand.

After gently placing it on the table, she withdrew to the next room, and was about to use her kung fu to heal her injuries when she suddenly frowned.

After thinking for a moment, she walked out again.

In the courtyard, the three maids who were punished to stand just now have returned.

They were chatting in a low voice while holding some dried fruits that had been sun-dried in summer.

Seeing Hongying come out, the three servant girls quickly stood up and saluted:
"Sister Hongying."

"Yeah. Pear..."

Hongying looked at the leading maid, and said directly:

"Now you send someone to Leihumen, find an outer disciple named Shang Nian, and ask him to bring me the place where Priest Shouchu lives."

"!!"

"??"

"Wow!!!"

The moment they heard these words, the faces of the three maidservants became brighter.

A thirst for knowledge called gossip rises.

Another maid immediately asked:
"Sister Hongying, who is Taoist Priest Shouchu? Did you meet him this time? Taoist priest...is he a handsome Taoist priest? How old is this year?"

Just after asking this question, the last maid said immediately:
"Ping'er, you are so stupid! The person who can make sister Hongying so worried must be a suave Taoist leader!"

"...???"

Hongying still looked puzzled in front of her, but after hearing the latter sentence, she was instantly speechless.

"Don't talk nonsense! Hurry up!"

Hearing this, the three maids looked at each other, and Li'er nodded with a playful smile:
"Yes~"

(End of this chapter)