My father is a Confucian sage, but the system forces me to be a crude warrior

Chapter 118: "The willing ones take the bait" written in cursive script

“Is this what you wrote?”

Qin Shoucheng stared at the word "People" on the table for a long time.

Then his eyes fell deeply on Zeng Anmin's face.

"Here, here it is, Master Qin!"

Liu Xian held up the word "An" in his hand, with an anxious expression on his face.

He pointed at the words in his hand, trying to attract Qin Shoucheng's attention, and said in a loud voice:
"Just now, Brother Quan Fu copied your calligraphy and entered the realm of calligraphy!!"

As his voice rang out, all the students around him nodded in agreement.

"Yes, Master, we all saw with our own eyes just now that Zeng Liangjiang entered the Tao after copying your calligraphy."

"Especially after Zeng Liangjiang finished writing, it looks just like your handwriting was carved from the same mold!"

"........."

The students around began to chatter.

However, Qin Shoucheng was not attracted by any of their voices.

Those old yet not cloudy eyes were still fixed on Zeng Anmin.

He was quietly waiting for Zeng Anmin's answer.

“It’s my handwriting.”

Zeng Anmin hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Physically speaking, this character "民" was indeed written by myself.

"Whoo~"

After receiving Zeng Anmin's affirmation, Qin Shoucheng took a deep breath.

His eyes fell straight on the word "民" (people) written in cursive script.

At this time, the students around also felt that something was wrong.

Everyone's eyes fell on the word "Min" that looked like a ghostly scribble.

Liu Xian naturally saw it as well.

When he saw the extremely sloppy word "民", his expression froze for a moment.

Then he licked his face and smiled at Master Qin and said:

"Master, please don't be angry. Brother Quan Fu may have lacked the righteousness after copying your traditional Chinese characters and understanding their meaning, so he didn't control the strength well, resulting in the second word being written a little sloppily..."

After saying that, he quickly winked at Zeng Anmin.

Good brother, please continue speaking as I say!

But Zeng Anmin seemed not to notice his look and just looked straight at Qin Shoucheng.

Qin Shoucheng seemed not to have heard Liu Xian's words, and stared deeply at the "Min" written in cursive on the table.

The hall fell into an eerie silence for a moment.

After a long time, Qin Shoucheng suddenly raised his head and looked towards Zeng Anmin, his voice was extremely solemn and hoarse:
"This character remains unchanged, elegant and free."

"You didn't enter the Tao by copying my traditional calligraphy, but you entered the Tao by creating another "style" of calligraphy on your own!"

The voice was not loud, but very affirmative.

Qin Shoucheng himself entered the Taoist school through the calligraphy style he created himself.

Nature has a very keen sense of smell for calligraphy.

At first glance, the word "Min" on Zeng Anmin's desk looks like a scribble.

But with his many years of experience, he was immediately attracted by the grass and blue flying in the font.

Although the style of calligraphy written by Zeng Anmin is not mature.

Even a little immature...

But this will definitely not affect his ability to develop this new style of calligraphy over time!

"Zeng Anmin, what is this style of calligraphy called?"

Qin Shoucheng's voice was not only hoarse, but also trembling.

He looked at Zeng Anmin seriously.

And his words rang in everyone's ears.

Like thousands of arrows, they pierced straight into the hearts of everyone present.

After hearing this, everyone felt a tightness in their hearts.

It was like hearing some terrible joke.

But after seeing the solemn expression on Qin Shoucheng's face, they all stood there in a daze.

"Shhh!!"

Everyone looked at the extremely illegible word "民".

It was as if the words on those ordinary rice paper held some incredible magic!
"Gudong~"

Liu Xian's throat rolled.

The crabapple blossom on his head rolled to the ground, but he was completely unaware of it.

That still handsome face was staring at the word "Min" (people) on Zeng Anmin's desk.

“Cursive script, or you can call it ‘cursive writing’.”

There was something strange on Zeng Anmin's face.

Only he knows.

He did enter the Tao through Qin Shoucheng's "calligraphy".

But now it seems that he misunderstood me as someone who, like him, created his own “Cursive Script” and achieved enlightenment? ?
Zeng Anmin glanced at the scribbled word "Min" on the table.

He swore.

I just wanted to try out the cursive calligraphy that I learned in my previous life out of curiosity.

So I wrote this word on a whim...

But he looked up and glanced around.

He noticed that everyone's eyes were fixed on the cursive word "民" on his desk.

have to.

Unconsciously pretending to be cool again? ?

"Crazy Grass..."

After Qin Shoucheng heard Zeng Anmin's words, he murmured, "Crazy cursive script."

He repeated these two words over and over again.

After a long while, he looked at Zeng Anmin deeply and said, "Can you write another line in this book?"

Of course you can write.

Zeng An didn't nod, but he didn't refuse:

"Okay, but what should I write?"

Qin Shoucheng seemed to have thought of something, and stroked his beard slowly and said:
"My greatest skill in life is fishing. How about writing a sentence about my fishing?"

……

"Cough cough..."

Qin Wanyue suddenly coughed twice.

That extremely beautiful face seemed to become a little strange.

She turned her face away.

Zeng Anmin didn't notice Qin Wanyue's expression.

He was just thinking.

Fishing?

What could be more famous than those four words?
Zeng Anmin didn't waste any time. He just picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and started writing.

He wrote four big characters on the rice paper in a flamboyant manner.

"He who wishes will take the bait."

The four big characters came out from the cursive script.

Every word flows smoothly.

Zeng Anmin also discovered a detail while writing.

That is, after I became a Taoist, I seem to have become much better at cursive writing than before!
I don't have so many distracting thoughts when I'm writing.

I feel relieved every time I write a word.

Even when he was writing, his understanding of the art of calligraphy became deeper.

The righteous spirit in my heart was also slightly fluctuating.

"Willing to take the bait?"

Qin Shoucheng didn't understand.

After seeing these four words, he looked up at Zeng Anmin blankly and asked:
"What do you mean?"

"Well, a legendary top angler."

Zeng Anmin explained seriously.

"Oh~" Qin Shoucheng's eyes suddenly lit up:
"Since ancient times, saints have been endowed with the power of kindness and tolerance."

"I think that sage must have been so close to me that the fish in the pond were eager to bite the hook!!"

"Yes, yes, it really fits me perfectly!!"

At the scene, only Qin Wanyue's expression froze.

She glanced at her old father hesitantly.

In the end, he pursed his lips and dared not say anything more.

And at this time.

Qin Shoucheng's eyes changed when he looked at Zeng Anmin.

There is no longer the previous vigilance.

Instead, there is a kind of joy of knowing one’s friend.

The more he looked at Zeng Anmin, the more satisfied he felt.

"Wow."

He stretched out his hand and held the four big words written by Zeng Anmin in his hand.

I watched it carefully for a long time.

"The grass remains unchanged, it is elegant and free, flowing like clouds and water, as if it were created by nature!"

"This kind of calligraphy will surely be remembered for generations to come!!"

The more Qin Shoucheng looked at the words in his hand, the more he liked them.

"Well, as long as you are happy."

Zeng Anmin scratched his head and revealed a clear smile.

"I heard that you have mastered the art of archery among the Six Arts." Qin Shoucheng seemed to remember something and his eyes fell directly on Zeng Anmin.

"It was just a fluke."

Zeng Anmin smiled modestly.

"Whoo~"

Qin Shoucheng narrowed his eyes, then nodded calmly. He glanced around, then met Zeng Anmin's gaze:

"Then wait until you reach the sixth level in Confucianism and Taoism, and then you can condense the Dharma image."

As soon as these words came out.

Zeng Anmin narrowed his eyes slightly.

Not many people know that I have reached the sixth rank.

Among them are Dad, Qin Shoucheng, and Qin Wanyue.

There is also Master Tian who teaches archery.

And the prince.

They are not talkative people.

Zeng Anmin could hear it from Qin Shoucheng's words.

He should have guessed that he had entered the Dao through "archery" and "calligraphy" successively, but still failed to break through the fifth level.

This kind of qualification is similar to that of the ancient saints.

He didn't want the news to get out so quickly.

It's also a disguised way of protecting yourself.

After understanding all this, Zeng Anmin smiled and nodded, bowing respectfully:
"Master, what you said is absolutely true."

"Ah."

Qin Shoucheng took the words "Those who are willing to take the bait" in his hand and walked slowly outside. His voice floated into the ears of all the students:

"get out of class is over."

…………

After Qin Shoucheng left the classroom, he picked up the four big words "Those who are willing will take the bait" in his hand.

There was joy on everyone's face.

"Good! Good!"

After he walked away, he burst into laughter.

…………

In the classroom.

Everyone's eyes were on Zeng Anmin.

Liu Xian took a deep breath, looked at Zeng Anmin with sharp eyes and said:

"Brother Quan Fu, can you please write a note for me to copy?"

As soon as these words came out.

Everyone reacted.

"Brother Quan Fu, I also need your guidance."

"Hey! Brother Quan Fu, would you mind going to the Jiaofangsi with me tonight? Don't worry, I'll treat you!"

"I have many academic questions that I don't understand. Can you help me solve them?"

"........."

For a moment, there was a chaotic sound.

Zeng Anmin just laughed and nodded:

"Don't worry, come one by one."

…………

That night.

Zeng Anmin walked out of the gate of the Imperial College.

The fact that he entered Taoism through "books" cannot be concealed.

I just don’t know in what form I will become famous so quickly.

Of course, these things have little to do with him at the moment.

Now he has to deal with Liu Haitang in front of him.

"Brother Quan Fu, tomorrow is a day off. Can you come to my house as a guest?"

Liu Xian's face was full of smiles. He rubbed his hands awkwardly and said:
"I often tell my mother that I met a good brother in the academy, and my mother wants me to invite you to my home... You see..."

Ok?
When Zeng Anmin heard this, he blinked slightly.

"Your mother wants to see me?"

"Yes, Brother Quan Fu, when are you free?"

Liu Xian also knew that what he said was quite presumptuous.

But when he thought of his mother's stern look at home, he felt that he had to convey his message today even at the risk of his life.

Elders invited.

This is hard to refuse.

Zeng Anmin didn't want to refuse either.

He really wanted to visit Liu Xian's home.

Or he could follow Liu Xian into the "Liangyou Chamber of Commerce" to see if he could get his hands on the account book of Liangyou Chamber of Commerce.

"That's fine too."

Zeng Anmin turned his horse's head, looked directly at Liu Xian and said, "Let's go."

?

"Going now?"

Liu Xian was stunned. He looked at Zeng Anmin blankly.

"It's a good thing to visit your elders."

Zeng Anmin nodded as a matter of course.

In fact, he wanted to try to see if he could meet Liu Xian's father.

The president of Liangyou Chamber of Commerce, Liu Sanjiang!
"This……"

Liu Xian's face flushed a little.

He obviously didn't expect Zeng Anmin to give him so much face!
"Brother, from now on you are my real brother!!"

When Liu Xian said this, his voice was a little choked.

He gently stroked the crabapple flower on his head, his face became extremely serious, and he bowed deeply to Zeng Anmin:

"If you order me to do something in the future, I will obey you!"

"Stop talking nonsense and go."

Zeng Anmin glanced at him and raised the whip in his hand:
"lead the way!!"

…………

Night falls.

Zeng Anmin followed Liu Xian's carriage and slowly stopped in front of an extremely spacious mansion.

He obviously didn't expect that the Liu Mansion was so far away from the Imperial College!

It took more than half an hour.

Although this mansion looks extremely luxurious, its location is indeed a bit remote.

Actually that's right.

For a merchant family, being able to occupy such a luxurious mansion in the capital is already a special favor.

If we get any closer to the palace, it would be an overstepping of authority.

"Brother, please slow down."

As soon as they arrived at the place, Liu Xian got out of the carriage in a hurry and pretended to help Zeng Anmin get off the horse.

It’s just that Zeng Anmin’s horsemanship is really amazing.

With a slight push of her toes, she got off the horse as swiftly as a butterfly.

"Master, you are back."

The servants in the Lin Mansion came out of the mansion very respectfully.

"Ah."

Liu Xian looked down at the servant and said, "My brother Quan Fu is here as a guest. Please inform the servants in the mansion to keep their eyes open."

"Yes."

The servant looked at Zeng Anmin cautiously.

"hehe."

Zeng Anmin chuckled. He had come in a hurry today and had not yet taken off his Imperial College student uniform. He said softly, "Sorry to bother you."

The servant quickly bowed and said with a respectful smile:

"Since you are the young master's distinguished guest, I won't bother you. It is a blessing for our mansion that you can come to our mansion."

"Oh?"

Zeng Anmin raised his eyebrows and asked Liu Xian casually:
"Who is this for? He is quite good at talking."

"This is the housekeeper of the mansion." Liu Xian smiled warmly. He supported Zeng Anmin with his other hand and said to the door:
"please."

"Ah."

Zeng Anmin followed Liu Xian and walked towards the gate.

After entering the mansion, Zeng Anmin looked around the entire environment in the mansion at a very fast speed with a disrespectful look.

This is the outer courtyard, and its furnishings are similar to those of an ordinary mansion.

Until they reached the inner courtyard.

Zeng Anmin's gaze became much deeper.

He observed the environment in the courtyard calmly, and followed Liu Xian towards the main hall of the Liu Mansion.

Just approaching the main hall.

Zeng Anmin faintly heard a series of crisp music making tinkling sounds.

Like the sound of chimes.

It sounded little by little, like the flow of a spring, and was very pleasant to hear.

"The music of the chimes is really beautiful."

Zeng Anmin couldn't help but admire.

(End of this chapter)