The private treasure of the president of the wealthy family Ⅰ

Chapter 1027 Butterflies come with a gust of wind, like the jade hand of a fairy, sliding and fluttering green bamboos, and then softly fall with a "gurgling" sound...

The Prime Minister slowly put down the writing brush, placed it on the ebony pen pad, and placed the jade lion beside the rice paper against the wind. Then he stood up a little, turned his face to look at the gentle girl behind the screen, and said solemnly With a kind and casual smile on his face, he said slowly: "Since you have all come to the Prime Minister's house, don't be so frightened, it's not the first time you have come..."

Tang Kexin stood shyly and nervously behind the screen, raised her head with a blushing face, looked at the prime minister and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, prime minister, I didn't mean to disturb you, I just smelled a little ink, so I wanted to come and see Look, I didn't expect you to be writing..."

The Prime Minister listened, smiled faintly, turned around, and with a slightly old but strong hand, held the ink stick that was exposed next to the inkstone, placed it on the inkstone, rubbed the ink clockwise, and said firmly and forcefully while rotating : "The prime minister called you home because he wanted to have a chat with you, to talk...then there is no reason to disturb or not...come here..."

Hearing this, Tang Kexin's eyes flickered for a moment, but she finally mustered up her courage and carefully stepped on the soft and fallen branches and leaves in the back garden. After passing through the scattered light cast by the bamboo shadows, she came to the Prime Minister's side, and together with his old man At the same time, she looked at Cao Pi's "To Guangling on Immediately" that she wrote just now, her eyes moved gently, but she remained silent...

The Prime Minister turned his head slowly, stared at the girl in front of him with deep eyes, and said with a slight smile, "Kexin...knows calligraphy?"

Tang Kexin blushed a little when she heard this, but she also smiled frankly and modestly: "When I was young, my father once taught me to write calligraphy. In a word, calligraphy has eight realms..."

"What about the Eightfold Realm?" The Prime Minister rarely talked about the quintessence of the country with such a lively young man, but he looked quite interesting, and asked the girl in front of him with a smile.

Tang Kexin also smiled, and said softly: "Be calm, calm, sincere, tolerant, open-minded, benevolent, patient, and concentrate... Set your mind, respond to the changes in the world, calm your mind, and discuss the affairs of the world, Be sincere in your heart, treat people in the world, tolerate your heart, tolerate things in the world, empty your heart, accept the good of the world, benevolent in your heart, love life in the world, endure your heart, endure the humiliation of the world, hide your heart, and observe The power of the world!"

The Prime Minister was a little surprised, smiled a little approvingly, and looked at Tang Kexin...

Tang Kexin was a little embarrassed, but continued to explain, and said with a smile: "In the eyes of the ancients, calligraphy can not only cultivate temperament, but also include the way of health preservation. The cultivation and cultivation of mind is a very special kind of physical and mental exercise of the human body. It is good for your health, so anyone who loves calligraphy must have the Four Aspirations!"

"What are the four ambitions?" Prime Minister Zai Xiao asked with a smile.

Tang Kexin couldn't help holding up the thick black ink stick, and while she was grinding the ink with a smile, she said softly: "If you have a strong will, you will never turn back; if you have a high ambition, you will have a lofty goal; Indifference leads to a sense of loneliness. The last sentence means to be happy in poverty and noble in mind. Calligraphy for health preservation has always been from delicate to simple, from handsome at the beginning to profound, from rigor to leisurely freedom, and finally to clarity. Abstract ideas, the final result, wash away all the lead, majestic and unique!"

The Prime Minister listened to this remark, looked at this seemingly innocent girl, nodded with a smile, and said, "It's been a long time since I heard someone talk about calligraphy with the Prime Minister. After all, the quintessence of Chinese culture is getting farther and farther away from modern society. ..."

Tang Kexin smiled modestly again, looked at the ink in the inkstone gradually overflowing, continued to lift the jade pot, added a little more water, and continued to say softly: "The prime minister is the prime minister of a country, and he has already swallowed mountains and rivers. Those written explanations have long been mastered by you, and the brushwork and skills are integrated into them, from tangible to intangible, seemingly nothing, but strategizing..."

Hearing this, the prime minister smiled noncommittally, stared at the poem he wrote just now with deep eyes, and asked slowly: "Since Kexin knows a little calligraphy, how about the prime minister's handwriting today? "

Tang Kexin looked at the impressive handwriting on the light yellow rice paper again, and smiled a little embarrassedly.

The Prime Minister probably understood what she meant, so he smiled directly and said, "But it's okay to say..."

Tang Kexin heard the answer, and then she put down the inkstone silently, stood a little closer to the handwriting on the rice paper, stared at the first line of the poem, watched the soldiers facing the river, tapped the word Bing lightly with her slender fingers, and smiled Said: "As the saying goes, good calligraphy must have both form and spirit, and unity of mind and mind. However, Prime Minister, you are a person who is full of heart and calm, but today's calligraphy seems too sharp. Your usual indifferent and calm aura does not match, it can be seen that Prime Minister, you have something on your mind today..."

The Prime Minister silently looked at the ink-black writing on the rice paper, rolled his eyes slightly, but remained silent...

Tang Kexin took a look at the prime minister's emotional instability, and said with a smile: "Cao Pisu was misunderstood by unofficial history, and he was judged as a cunning and selfish person, but he was the first emperor of the Wei state. He is a good emperor, and he is quite self-disciplined, especially this song "Zhi Guangling is written on horseback", which shows his unique vision and extraordinary bearing..."

"Do you understand the meaning of this poem?" After hearing this, the Prime Minister couldn't help turning his head and smiling at the girl.

Tang Kexin said with a smile: "I know a little bit. After all, when my father taught calligraphy, he also wanted me to know a little poetry. Possessing lofty sentiments and determination to win, he wrote this poem... the first part refers to his majestic momentum, while the latter advocates that the country should recuperate in time to discover the national economy."

After hearing this, the Prime Minister smiled slightly.

Tang Kexin also smiled a little embarrassedly, and said softly: "I think, only a real gentleman can truly understand the meaning of a gentleman... My father often said that a truly brave and good fighter is not the kind The opponent lay down millions of corpses, bleeding and drifting away, but without shedding a drop of blood, he can make the world submit, this is the highest state of war...but how easy is it?"

The Prime Minister was silent.

Tang Kexin raised her head again, glanced at the prime minister's stern eyes, and she couldn't help saying: "I think what I miss the most is that in the past, there was always a picture of my father standing behind me, letting me face the early morning In the morning light, holding my hand, standing in front of the desk, writing horizontally and vertically, I always remember that those were the days of deep cold winter, when my father’s solid chest was pressed against my back, that The warmth that radiates always makes me feel moved and safe. His teachings have benefited me so far... I think Prime Minister, as the father of all people in the world, what you desire should be to stand behind your children and give them warm comfort. The harbor, however, keeps the leadership and education silent and hidden in it... The so-called war is not only reflected in the confrontation with the enemy, but also in the fit and struggle between hearts! All competitions are to attack the heart first! Hope You old man, although the clouds are calm, but you also understand the occasional selfishness and narrow-mindedness of ordinary people like us, don't get too angry, so as not to be angry..."

Hearing this, the prime minister couldn't help laughing, and said in a slightly joyful and relaxed mood, "There are children who say that about themselves..."

Tang Kexin was a little embarrassed herself, and said with a smile: "Isn't it? People like us who are still in the mundane world are either confused by career or trapped by love. You are definitely not as proud as the Prime Minister. You have a lofty vision and a more free attitude."

The Prime Minister looked at Kexin with a smile and said, "Could Kexin be troubled by these two things?"

Tang Kexin's face turned red all of a sudden, and she smiled embarrassedly and said, "Prime Minister, you are laughing at me. I am more ordinary than those ordinary people. I am often punished by teachers. The old man can't wait to hang me on the whip, so that he can whip me if he does something wrong!"

Hearing these witty words, the Prime Minister couldn't help raising his face and smiling, and looked at the girl happily, with a little regret, and comforted him, saying: "Any child with a bit of talent will be more indulgent than others, the closest Nature! This is not a shortcoming..."

Tang Kexin couldn't help laughing and said, "Then Prime Minister, next time you see my teacher, you must mention him a little bit, so that he will not scold me less!"

"Your teacher, although traditional, does not follow blindly. He is a person with personality and principles. Therefore, the students he teaches are flexible and individual, advocating tradition, but not reforming and innovating! You have a good teacher, you He is a good student!" The Prime Minister finished speaking with a smile, but he saw that the conversation had been going on for a long time and the ink was dry, so he wanted to reach out and rub the ink habitually...

Tang Kexin quickly took it over, obediently studying the ink for the old man with a smile...

The Prime Minister stopped his movements, looked at Tang Kexin with his deep eyes, and stood aside gently and quietly, holding the ink stick in his small hand and rubbing the ink lightly and rhythmically. Her gentle character can be seen from the profile, and she is very considerate, especially her pair of Eyes, clear and kind, very absorbing, and toughness can be seen... Slowly, he couldn't help but smile and nod...

While studying the ink, Tang Kexin raised her head and looked at the Prime Minister obediently with a sweet smile...

At this time, the autumn wind is blowing, scratching the bamboo shadows again and again, like a moving movement in the morning... A pillar of golden morning light quietly falls on the rice paper, reflecting its light red squares, which are very standardized and orderly ...

"Come on! Since you know a little calligraphy, show it to the prime minister!" Seeing that the ink was almost finished, the prime minister picked up the famous and high-quality lake brush, dipped it in the deep-scented ink, and handed it to Tang Kexin...

For a moment, Tang Kexin smiled awkwardly because she felt that her skills were not enough. She looked at the Prime Minister, a little embarrassed...

"Don't be afraid! As you said, the competition is in your heart! The main reason is that you have a brush in your heart! Come!" The prime minister became more and more interested, and then handed the brush to Tang Kexin...

Tang Kexin bit her lower lip lightly, rolled her big eyes playfully, and finally smiled sweetly, took the writing brush unceremoniously, stood in front of the desk, stared intently at the rice paper in front of her, thought for a while, finally, With bright eyes, he wrote in front of the paper, showing a little momentum, but steadily and forcefully opened the handwriting in regular script, with gratitude and respect hidden in his heart, he wrote: At the foot of Luojia Mountain, on the coast of the East China Sea, peaches and plums do not say anything, and the next step is self-made!

The prime minister's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at the verses on the rice paper with a little concentration...

Tang Kexin also stopped her brush, staring silently at her beautiful handwriting on the rice paper, finally turned her head, looked at the Prime Minister and couldn't help being grateful and respectful and said: "I just talked to the Prime Minister about the four aspirations, the third aspiration is elegant, and there is no one. Vulgarity, in my opinion, the ancients had foresight and foresight, and knew that when learning poetry, learning words, talking about hobbies, talking about hobbies, you must first start with a happy state of mind, and even face the various situations of life. You must know how to appreciate both the refined and the popular, neither rigid nor too lazy. It may be that after following the teacher for a long time, many of my thoughts have changed. Our country has always been a country that values ​​tradition, but why are there fewer and fewer followers? Those The ancient city walls that have been torn down, and those buildings that are contrary to nature, all reveal the years when we are seeing the dryness. Sometimes, learning is important, but the humanistic spirit we have lost is what reflects the tolerance and strength of a country. Self-cultivation. Perhaps because we are moving too fast, we lack the opportunity to explain to the world and nature!"

The prime minister silently looked at the girl in front of him...

"The teacher often said that we Chinese are too rigid in our study, because we not only lose the humanistic spirit that is gradually lost, but also gradually forget the profound wisdom and wisdom of the ancients in the years!" Tang Kexin said to the Prime Minister sincerely : "Original aspirations and interests are just like a tiger with wings!! The so-called "intentionally happy" means that all successful people must be optimistic, upward, even broad and receptive. Interest may not only refer to what you like, but also Refers to those humorous spirits that will never be forgotten in the years!! I think, because our souls go too fast, we forget that the essence of pursuit is happiness! In today’s blooming years, like you, Prime Minister, like your father , peaches and plums do not say anything, but there are many paths under the tree, but in the face of the fiery heart followed by our tens of millions of students, including those who are messy and lost, you will inevitably have worries and concerns in your heart, but please Believe us, as long as there are flowers in front of us, butterflies will definitely come! Thank you, old man, for everything you have dedicated to us!"

"..." The prime minister once again looked deeply at the girl in front of him, his old eyes revealed excitement and praise beyond feeling, he was still an old man who would get tired after removing the prime minister of the next country...

Tang Kexin silently looked at the Prime Minister's silence, her heart tightened suddenly, her eyes flashed, and she began to be a little afraid that she had said something wrong, her complexion suddenly changed, she was so nervous that she lowered her head and dared not speak...

The Prime Minister continued to look deeply at Tang Kexin, and after staring at her for a long time, he finally smiled and said, "The daughter Tang Zhilong taught really lived up to everyone's expectations!"

Tang Kexin was taken aback, then raised her head in surprise, and looked at the Prime Minister.

The Prime Minister smiled again, stretched out his hand and patted the little girl's face, and said: "It's a pity, you are not my daughter-in-law. How good would it be? You can be in front of me every day, at least When I am tired, there is always a child to accompany me to relieve boredom and talk..."

Tang Kexin's face flushed red.

"Ahem..." A cough came from ahead.

Tang Kexin turned her face in surprise, and saw Su Ruiqi wearing a blue and white plaid shirt and dark brown slacks. He was very handsome and charming, standing under the shadow of the fluttering bamboo, with a gentle light in his eyes, so charming. She looked at herself deeply, showing a helpless smile... Her eyes lit up, facing a gust of wind, holding the dark brown writing brush, it fell to the ground inexplicably, splashing a little black ink...

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