Baojian

Chapter 919 Visiting the door

"Go to Houhai..." After getting into the taxi, Qin Feng gave an address. He didn't expect that he just left there at noon and would run there again at night.

However, the location of Houhai used to be in the inner city, which is where Qin Feng lives now, and that is the essence of the courtyard house.

As for those courtyard houses in the outer city, they are all lived by poor people, the planning is very unreasonable, the sewer system is old, and most of them have been demolished and rebuilt.

"Hey, young man, do you know the name of the place you went to?" The taxi driver who drove the car followed the snarky words of the people in the capital, and chatted with Qin Feng as soon as he got in the car.

"The prince's mansion?" Qin Feng laughed when he heard the words. After all, he also worked in the Palace Museum, so he still knows this allusion.

"It's from the old capital city, but I was mistaken." Hearing what Qin Feng said, the driver is not poor anymore, and it's not interesting to show off when he meets people from the capital city.

"Master, here is the money..."

The place where Qin Feng lives is not very far from here, even if there is a traffic jam, it only took about ten minutes to stop outside a quiet alley in the midst of the noise.

After paying the money, Qin Feng pushed open the car door and walked straight into the alley. Although he didn't look back, Qin Feng still saw the person who followed him all the way, parked the car on the side of the road, and hung himself far away. behind.

"Grandma, I want to see if you can go through that door..." Qin Feng cursed in his heart, picked up his cell phone and dialed Meng Yao's number.

"Qin Feng, I'm here!"

Meng Yao didn't answer the phone, but directly came out of the house where the old man lived, and seeing Qin Feng wearing clothes she had never seen before, her eyes lit up.

Qin Feng practiced internal boxing, so his figure has always been very perfect, and his muscle lines are not obvious. Wearing this tailor-made clothes fits him very well.

"Run slowly..." Qin Feng supported Meng Yao with a smile, and asked, "Yaoyao, what happened? Why did the old man suddenly want to see me?"

To be honest, with Qin Feng's current state of mind, no matter who he goes to see, it will not cause a change in his mood, but this time he meets the parents who can determine whether he and Meng Yao can continue dating, Qin Feng still feels a little guilty .

"I don't know either, by the way, maybe it's because my brother has seen you?"

Meng Yao shook her head and said, "Qin Feng, what did brother tell you? Why did grandpa ask to see you by name as soon as he came back?"

Meng Yao really didn't know what happened. In her memory, Grandpa didn't seem to have invited any young people to his home, including her ex-fiancé Zhou Yichen.

"It's nothing, maybe the old man is more enlightened!" After hearing Meng Yao's words, Qin Feng could almost conclude that it was Meng Lin who told the old man about Meng Yao's condition.

However, what puzzled Qin Feng was that the old man should not be such a credulous person. He should see Meng Yao after he was diagnosed with Meng Yao's illness.

"Qin Feng, tell me, am I seriously ill?"

Meng Yao's tone suddenly became a little low. She was originally a smart girl, and when her grandfather invited Dr. Wu, Meng Yao began to guess in her heart.

And her own body, Meng Yao herself also felt it. In the past few months, she often felt heart palpitations, and even fainted once when it was serious, but Meng Yao didn't want others to worry, so she didn't say it out.

"Well, it's not a serious illness, but it's just that there's an illness here..."

Qin Feng pointed Meng Yao's head with his fingers, and said: "Your illness is because of me. Now that I am back, your illness will naturally recover..."

"You are beautiful, who misses you..."

After hearing Qin Feng's words, Meng Yao pushed him away angrily, but two blushes flew up on her cheeks, and Qin Feng was stunned by the morbid beauty.

"I'm not beautiful, but Yaoyao, you are very beautiful..."

Qin Fengfeng couldn't help grabbing Meng Yao's little hand. At this moment, he was really worried, worried that Meng Yao would leave him forever at some point.

"Qin Feng, I...I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you in the future..." Meng Yao lowered her head and said, "I don't know if my body can recover. If I die, you...you will still miss me ?"

"Bah bah, Tongyan Wuji, these words can't be said indiscriminately!"

Qin Feng raised Meng Yao's hand to his chest, looked into her eyes, and said seriously: "Yaoyao, I can tell you that you are very sick...

But I can also guarantee that I can heal you well, no matter what price I pay, I will not let you leave, I said... I can definitely do it, but first, you have to have confidence in me... ..."

Qin Feng's words were resounding. Meng Yao's illness originated from a heart disease. If this part is not cured first, I am afraid that acupuncture and medicine will not have any effect.

"Qin Feng, I have confidence in you!"

Meng Yao rested her head on Qin Feng's shoulder, and said softly, "I hope to be with you all the time in the future, and then have many, many children. Let's live happily together. This is my wish..."

"Yaoyao, your wish will come true, I promise!" Qin Feng made another promise, and gently hugged Meng Yao in his arms.

"Damn, why are you here to talk about love?"

The person who was watching Qin Feng not far away screamed bad luck in his heart, but he couldn't leave because of his duty. He could only lean against the wall and watch Qin Feng and Meng Yao whispering.

"Oh, let's go in quickly, grandpa has been waiting for a long time."

Meng Yao, who was in Qin Feng's arms, suddenly came to her senses, and hurriedly dragged Qin Feng to the yard where her grandfather lived. This was the first time she came to the door, and it would not be a good thing to keep the elders waiting for too long.

"Finally moved, I want to see which girl this is..."

The person following behind saw Qin Feng and Meng Yao entering a yard, and quickly chased after them. As soon as he saw the house number of that yard, he was a little dumbfounded.

This person didn't know Meng Yao and Meng Lin brothers and sisters, but he knew the residence of the former central leader well. He didn't expect Qin Feng to enter the house where Meng Lao lived.

"I met Meng Lin in the afternoon. Could it be that Qin Feng really has something to do with Mr. Meng?"

Pretending to be nonchalant, he walked past the gate of the house, and clearly saw the two guards at the gate, and the man couldn't help guessing in his heart.

"Forget it, let's report it!"

This person also knew that the current situation was beyond his control, so he returned to the car and reported what he saw.

"Give up the monitoring of Qin Feng himself, go back first!"

After a long time, the order was conveyed. Even if the national security department was extremely powerful, they would not dare to monitor the former leader. This is a big taboo.

"It turns out that having a high status has such benefits!"

When Qin Feng entered the courtyard and found the unremarkable van outside, he couldn't help laughing. He didn't like the feeling of being watched.

"Qin Feng, come in quickly." Seeing Qin Feng standing still in the front yard, Meng Yao waved to him.

"Hey, okay!" Qin Feng hurriedly walked over, followed behind Meng Yao, went straight through the middle courtyard, and entered the main wing room.

There were not many people in the wing room, only three, besides Meng Lin whom Qin Feng knew, there was also an old man sitting on a chair, and beside the old man stood a middle-aged man in his 40s woman.

Just by taking a look, Qin Feng can conclude that the middle-aged woman must be Meng Yao's mother, because the faces of the two are [-] to [-]% similar, but Meng Lin does not look like his mother.

As for the old man, although he was sitting there, he exuded an indescribable majesty. Just looking at Qin Feng so lightly, that invisible pressure spontaneously arose.

Of course, this little pressure is nothing to Qin Feng. He looked at the old man calmly, and a very natural smile appeared on Qin Feng's face.

"Qin Feng, this is my grandpa..." Meng Yao walked over and took the old man's arm, and said, "Grandpa is very nice, hey, can't you just smile?"

Maybe because he was afraid that his grandfather would scare Qin Feng, Meng Yao simply scratched his grandfather's armpit, which made the old man dumbfounded, but he couldn't maintain the majestic look just now.

"Girls are extroverted..." The old man sighed, and said, "Young man is not bad, it's really not easy to be able to be neither humble nor overbearing when you see me..."

Mr. Meng has been a soldier all his life, and later held a high position. Even though he has retired for many years, the majesty and pressure that arise spontaneously are unbearable for even the officials in the borderlands, let alone Qin Feng, who is twenty years old. Young people in their early years.

Qin Feng smiled and said, "You are Meng Yao's grandfather, why should I be afraid of you?"

"Well, yes, sit down, sit down and talk." Hearing Qin Feng's words, the old man couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and he waved his hand to signal Qin Feng to sit on the chair by the door.

Although it was only two sentences, Qin Feng had already expressed his meaning very clearly. In his eyes, the old man Meng in front of him was just an elder, but he had no other identity.

Qin Feng's attitude made Mr. Meng appreciate it a lot, because now the Meng family, including Meng Lin, are almost all in awe than affection when they see him.

This made the old man very unhappy, and this is also the reason why he has always doted on Meng Yao, because Meng Yao showed his true temperament in front of him, but simply regarded him as a grandfather.

"Hehe, the elder is here, where is my seat!" Qin Feng smiled, and looked at Tang Xiulian beside the old man.

"Qin Feng, this is my mother, she is also very kind." After hearing Qin Feng's words, Meng Yao quickly introduced her mother to Qin Feng.

"Hello Auntie!"

Qin Feng nodded to Tang Xiulian, took a step forward, put the scroll in his hand on the table in front of the old man, and said: "I didn't make any preparations before I came here. I heard Yaoyao said that grandpa likes calligraphy, so I specially brought it One scroll, please correct me, grandpa..."

"Oh? You also know calligraphy?"

Mr. Meng raised his eyebrows. According to the information he got, although Qin Feng is Qi Gong's disciple, what he learned from Qi Gong should be restoration of cultural relics, not the field of calligraphy.

"I have copied a few posts, it's not elegant..." Qin Feng said a few words modestly, but the expression on his face told everyone that he not only knew calligraphy, but was also very profound.

"Ahem, dad, I invite Xiao Qin here today, not to talk about calligraphy."

Tang Xiulian, who was on the side, saw that the old man and Qin Feng brought up the topic of calligraphy, so she couldn't help feeling a little anxious. She was always worried about her daughter's condition.

"What's the rush? Whenever there is a big event, you need to calm down..."

Mr. Meng turned his head and glanced at his daughter-in-law. Why isn't he worried about his granddaughter's condition?But firstly, Meng Yao is still in the room at this time, so it is inappropriate to talk about her illness, and secondly, the old man also wants to investigate Qin Feng to see if he is qualified to be his grandson-in-law.

"Yes, Dad, I'm the one who is in a hurry..." Although she was unwilling, Tang Xiulian didn't say anything more. After all, this family is still in the hands of the old man.

"Xiao Qin, tell me, what kind of post did you bring? Whose calligraphy is it?"

Mr. Meng picked up the scroll, he couldn't help being surprised, and said, "What kind of wood is this shaft? Why is it so heavy?"

"This is called Ironwood. It is a plant in the Amazon jungle. It is very hard..." Qin Feng started talking nonsense. He couldn't say that this Ironwood is a specialty of another dimension, could he?
But Qin Feng is not afraid of the old man asking the truth, because many places in the Amazon jungle are still restricted by humans, and it is not uncommon to see strange things hidden in them.

"As for this calligraphy, grandpa, please take a look first, and then I will tell who made it, okay?"

Qin Feng put a pass here, the old man wanted to study him, and Qin Feng also wanted to see, is old man Meng a calligraphy lover, or a person who really knows how to do it?

"Qin Feng, you want to test your grandfather, right?" Meng Yao smiled from the side, "Grandpa's calligraphy is very good. Some people say that he is on par with Teacher Qi Gong."

Hearing his granddaughter's praise, Mr. Meng couldn't help laughing, waved his hands again and again and said: "That's nonsense, my handwriting is more powerful than Qi Gong, but my background is far inferior to his."

Before the old man joined the revolution, he had already attended high school. At that time, he was considered a big intellectual, and he was born in a scholarly family. He started to learn to write with a brush when he was four or five years old.

Even after decades of military career, Mr. Meng never put down his pen, so he has always been known as a Confucian general in the army, even the leader of the year, and he is full of praise for his calligraphy.

"Oh, grandpa's calligraphy skills are so deep?" Qin Feng's eyes lit up, and he said: "Then my calligraphy is correct, I believe grandpa will be able to see it."

It took many days of painstaking effort for Qin Feng to write the "Preface to the Collection of Lanting Pavilion", and even the writing almost went mad, so he also wanted his work to get a fair evaluation from the outside world.

"Okay, I'd like to see, what is the post you brought here?" Mr. Meng laughed, feeling that Qin Feng was very fond of his temper, as a literati, one must always have a bit of literati's strength of character .

While talking, the old man took out a magnifying glass, and casually pulled the string on the scroll. When he saw the paper pasted inside, his eyes lit up.

Mr. Meng is a real person who knows the goods. Although he can't tell the age of this paper at a glance, he knows that this kind of paper inherits the ancient craftsmanship, and there are very few people who can make it in modern times.

"Preface to the Lanting Collection?"

The old man took a deep breath just after reading the first few characters, because he found that these characters are extremely elegant, and they are the best calligraphy of Wang Xizhi that he has ever seen.

"This...is this the original post?" An idea came to Mr. Meng's mind, but he immediately rejected it.

You must know that there was no Xuan paper in Wang Xizhi's time. Since this thing was written on Xuan paper, I am afraid that the earliest date can only be deduced to the Song Dynasty.

"Good word, good word!"

When Mr. Meng slowly spread out the copybook, the hand holding the magnifying glass trembled, and he murmured: "This...isn't this really the original post by the Sage of the Book?"

The true post of "Preface to Lanting Collection" disappeared as early as the time of Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, and all the posters handed down were copied by later generations. Among them, the most famous one is the Shenlong version of "Preface to Lanting Pavilion".

As mentioned earlier, the Shenlong version of "Preface to Lanting" is the most exquisite copy of "Preface to Lanting" that has been passed down to the present, because it expresses the pen and ink of the original work most vividly.

And this version of "Orchid Pavilion Preface" happens to be collected in the Palace Museum.

Mr. Meng loved calligraphy all his life. He didn't use his privilege to do many things for his children, but he only used it once. After he retired, he borrowed the Shenlong version of "Preface to Lanting" at home and copied it for more than three times. moon.

That's why Mr. Meng is very confident. He can definitely rank among the top three of those who have studied the "Preface to the Collection of Lanting" in the current world. The place is well known.

But the copybook in front of Mr. Meng is written more delicately than the Shenlong version of "Lanting Preface". One chip.

If it is said that the Shenlong version of "Preface to the Lanting Pavilion" has been copied in seven or eight parts, then this copybook is complete in shape and spirit. Looking at the copybook, it seems that the scene of Wang Xizhi when he is writing quickly appears in front of Mr. Meng. .

"A magical brush, a magical brush..."

After regaining consciousness, the old man couldn't help showing a look of surprise, because he found that this copybook could actually bring him into an artistic conception. It was the first time he encountered such a situation after studying calligraphy for so many years.

"Qin...Qin Feng, since this painting is in your hands, you...do you know who wrote it?"

Mr. Meng looked at Qin Feng eagerly, and he can be sure that this picture that he can't date has never been revealed in the world, otherwise he would definitely not be ignorant.

"Grandpa Meng, if you can see this handwriting, I will give it to you." Qin Feng did not answer the old man's question, but generously sent out the copybook.

"This... this..." The old man showed a troubled look on his face, his eyes could hardly be pulled out from the copybook, it was true love.

But the old man also understands that this painting is really priceless.

You must know that the value of the Shenlong version of "Orchid Pavilion Preface" collected in the Forbidden City is immeasurable. No matter in terms of preservation or calligraphy, this word is much better than the Shenlong version. Its preciousness is self-evident up.

Although the old man is not afraid of gossip, he still feels that it is too expensive to accept such a gift, so he will feel very conflicted.

"Xiao Qin, I can't accept this picture..."

After a while, Mr. Meng gritted his teeth, rolled up the copybook, and when he reached out to Qin Feng, he turned his head to the side, obviously afraid that his eyes would change his mind after seeing it.

"Grandpa Meng, why can't you accept it?" Seeing the appearance of the old man, Qin Feng couldn't help laughing. It turns out that the old man is also a wonderful person.

"This calligraphy is too precious, you should take it back!" The old man said without turning his head, "Just tell me who wrote it..."

"Grandpa Meng, put away this copybook, and I will tell you who wrote it."

Qin Feng laughed. Originally, he felt a little distressed when he sent his own words, but seeing the old man is so knowledgeable, Qin Feng also felt that he was sending it to the right person.

"Okay, I'll keep it first, you say..." The old man heard the teasing meaning in Qin Feng's words, and he didn't get angry, and immediately put the scroll back on the table.

Qin Feng bowed his hands at the old man solemnly, and said: "Grandpa Meng, you are not talented, I wrote this letter myself!"

"what?!"

As soon as Qin Feng said this, there were several surprised shouts in the arena at the same time, including Tang Xiulian and Meng Lin.

The unit Tang Xiulian works for has a limited relationship with art. In addition, there is such an old man at home. She also has a certain level of art appreciation. When she was reading the copybook just now, she was fascinated. Naturally, she knows the meaning of this picture The depth of attainments.

And Meng Lin has been forced by his grandfather to learn brush calligraphy since he was five or six years old. Although his vision is not as good as the old man's, it is not much worse, and he can see the preciousness of this calligraphy at a glance.

So after hearing Qin Feng say that this copybook was written by him, several people thought at the same time that Qin Feng was a little bit arrogant.

"Xiao Qin, are you joking with me, the old man?" The old man's eyes fixed on Qin Feng, and the originally amiable old man suddenly turned into a majestic general on the battlefield.

"Qin Feng, you kid is crazy too, right? If you can write this word, I... I'll eat it..." Meng Lin couldn't help but interjected, in front of his own face. , Qin Feng actually dared to tell such a lie.

"Grandpa Meng, do you think I will tell a lie that can be exposed so easily?"

Qin Feng smiled and answered the old man's words, then turned to look at Meng Lin, and said with a half-smile: "Brother Lin, if I can really write it, will you really eat it?"

"me……"

Hearing Qin Feng's words, Meng Lin suddenly felt guilty, because he thought of Qin Feng playing the piano at Wei Hua's party that year. Qin Feng's playing level at that time was definitely world-class.

So when facing such an evildoer like Qin Feng, Meng Lin really didn't dare to talk all the time. If Qin Feng could write it down, he would have a lot of fun.

"If you can write it, Meng Lin can eat it..."

Just when Meng Lin was hesitating, the old man sitting there suddenly said: "A man, if you dare to speak and act, isn't it just eating a piece of paper? Can you poison you to death?"

"Grandpa...Grandpa, you..."

Mr. Meng's skill can be described as proficient. With a single sentence, he would kill his own grandson, but Meng Lin was unable to resist and could only accept it.
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