I have a seal of two worlds

Chapter 164 I'll Just Try
It has to be said that Liu Qingyan is indeed a medical student. She knows the key points of the body and is proficient in various techniques. After a massage, Lu Zheng feels refreshed and relaxed.

"Lu Lang~"

"Ok?"

"That pearl of water is Lu Lang's betrothal gift to Qingyan. From today onwards, Qingyan is Lu Langzhi... woo—"

……

The next day, I felt refreshed and exhausted.

In the morning, Liu Qingyan got dressed first, then helped Lu Zheng get dressed and washed, and had breakfast at home before getting ready to go home.

"Lu Lang." Liu Qingyan took out a sachet from her sleeve and handed it to Lu Zheng, "I see that Lu Lang is not around at night on weekdays, and Qingyan does not disturb Lu Lang's practice. There is Qingyan in this sachet. If Lu Lang misses Qingyan, he will hold the sachet and call Qingyan's name, and Qingyan will come right away."

"Okay." Lu Zheng took the sachet, put it in his arms as a treasure, and then grabbed Liu Qingyan who was about to leave, "By the way, I still have one thing to pick up today, so don't go today It’s time for the medical center, first accompany me to Qingshanzhai.”

"Qingshanzhai?" Liu Qingyan was taken aback for a moment, and immediately knew what was going on, her beauty bloomed, "Did Lu Lang write it?"

"Of course, go and see if you are satisfied." Lu Zheng smiled.

"Lu Lang's running script is well-proportioned and freely swayed, of course it's very good." Liu Qingyan smiled and was extremely happy that Lu Zheng took her matter to heart.

Saying that, Liu Qingyan obediently did not leave, but went out side by side with Lu Zheng, and came to Qingshanzhai in the south of the city together.

"Master Lu is here!"

The shopkeeper of Qingshanzhai is a middle-aged man with two mustaches. His name is Zhu Yitang. He was born as a scholar.

A few days ago, Lu Zheng sent him a picture to be framed. This picture was written in a smooth and smooth manner, and it made him feel itchy. He insisted on not wanting Lu Zheng's money, but asked him to print a picture so that he could print it in the future. Observe and learn from time to time.

What can Lu Zheng do?Of course he agreed.

For those who love calligraphy, if they can write a good calligraphy, they will naturally gain the enthusiasm and respect of the other party, just like Lu Zhengzhi and Zhu Yitang.

"Are the words framed?" Lu Zheng asked.

"It's mounted and mounted. I've used silk from Liji Bufang in the state capital, and fragrant poinciana wood from Yaozhou. The master craftsmen in the store have made it. It is guaranteed to be unbreakable and not rotten for a hundred years, and can be passed down from generation to generation." Zhu Yitang said hastily.

"Brother Zhu put his heart into it." Lu Zheng cupped his hands and thanked him.

"It should be, it should be, if there is a slight negligence, wouldn't it be a pity for Brother Lu's handed down work." Zhu Yitang said excitedly with his eyes shining.

Lu Zheng smiled, and thought it was worthwhile. He added a few rays of luck to his calligraphy. With his current calligraphy strength, even if he is not as good as Wang Xizhi, he is probably not far behind.

"Look." Lu Zheng said.

Then Zhu Yitang led the two into the back hall, and came to a wooden plaque covered with sackcloth.

"Look!" Zhu Yitang said, and then stretched out his hand to pull away the sackcloth on the wooden plaque.

This wooden plaque is eight feet square, and the outer frame is dark red phoenix wood. Various herbs are carved on it in a simple but fascinating way. It can't be said to be a masterpiece in the world, but it is also a good technique.

There is dark yellow silk in the wooden plaque frame as a frame, with a circumference of three inches, and at the center is the calligraphy sent by Lu Zheng.

The benevolence of the doctor!
"I should have thought that this was given to Renxintang." Zhu Yitang smiled and complimented Liu Qingyan, "The medical skills are superb, and the compassion for others is indeed like a doctor. They complement each other!"

Liu Qingyan looked at this picture and felt that the four words were freehand and freehand, with erratic movements. She couldn't help but feel flustered, her eyes were full of water, and the corners of her lips were smiling like flowers. Of course, she was very satisfied with this performance.

"Brother Zhu, please send someone to Renxintang, and hang up today." Lu Zheng said.

"Okay!" Zhu Yitang greeted two assistants and asked them to carry the plaque to Renxintang.

Next, he invited the two of them to the front hall to serve tea, and then he said to Lu Zheng, "Brother Lu, your handwriting is like a cloud floating in the sky, freehand and freehand, unmatched by others, you really don't want to consign it to Zhu." How many?"

Liu Qingyan smiled slightly, hearing what Zhu Yitang said, she knew that he had been rejected by Lu Zheng before.

Lu Zheng waved his hand, "I'm not short of money, I don't make a living by selling calligraphy, let's leave it to those who need it more."

"But without Brother Lu's book, wouldn't this world lose a treasure?" Zhu Yitang said regretfully.

Good guy, we are a calligraphy and painting studio in Tonglin County, Yizhou Prefecture, Dajingchaoling North Road, okay? I'll just let it go. I'm a coward. How brave are you, and you dare to speak out about the world's treasures.

Lu Zheng just smiled and refused to agree, Zhu Yitang knew that Lu Zheng had a house and a shop in his family, and he really lived a carefree life, so he could only sigh and stopped trying to persuade him.

After chatting with Zhu Yitang in Qingshanzhai, Lu Zheng and Liu Qingyan bid farewell and left, then turned back to Renxintang, and found that the plaque had already been hung up.

"Lu Lang." Mr. Liu greeted with a smile.

Lu Zheng licked his lips, he didn't know what to call him for a while, let's call him Yue Zhang, it seems that he and Liu Qingyan haven't gone through the process yet, let's call him Uncle Liu, he slept with his daughter last night.

Liu Qingyan pursed her lips and snickered, but seeing Lu Zheng's distressed face, she made a relief in a low voice, "Let's call him Uncle Liu, we'll still be the same as before."

"Uncle Liu."

"Come quickly." Old man Liu didn't mind what Lu Zheng called him, but he just dragged Lu Zheng to the calligraphy that was just hung in the middle hall of Renxin Hall, "You wrote this?"

"Yes!"

"Good calligraphy! I didn't know Lu Lang that you have such a good handwriting before."

"Exaggerated, isn't writing a basic skill for a scholar?"

The two scholars next to him who just came to see a doctor, who were admiring this painting, immediately turned their heads and looked at Lu Zheng with strange eyes.

Which academy does this person belong to, to say such inappropriate words, do their teachers and classmates know?Didn't hit him?
Those who can write characters to this level have almost the same meaning as those high school champions who said, "Isn't it enough to have hands in the exam?"
Lu Zheng glanced at the two scholars, ignored the resentment in their eyes, nodded and smiled.

The two scholars immediately put smiles on their faces, bowed their hands together, and expressed their admiration.

……

One day later, Lu Zheng went to Liu's house again for dinner, taught Hu Zhou the sword skills for half an hour, and then let him go.

At night, Lu Zheng sat alone on the bed, thinking about it, struggling for a long time, finally took out the sachet, held it in the palm of his hand, and softly called twice, "Qingyan—Qingyan—"

I'm just trying to see if this thing works, nothing else.

"Boom~boom~boom~"

There was a knock on the door, and there was no sleep tonight.

　Thanks to Fellow Daoist 08a, Fellow Daoist of Destiny’s Mistrack, and Fellow Daoist Avkang for their one hundred rewards, and fellow Daoist Fengyinwang for their ten thousand rewards
　
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