Your highness from ancient times

Chu Hengyu was not very surprised that Zhou Zenan came down to invite him up, but was surprised that it was too fast, "Zenan, your grandfather really asked you to invite me up?"

Zhou Zenan nodded happily, "Of course it is true, do I still dare to pass on the imperial decree?"

This made everyone laugh.

Chu Hengyu shook his head with a smile, and said, "That's not what it means. Your grandfather is the respected Zhou Lao. People who want to see him are almost crushed. I..."

Zhou Zenan came directly to pull Chu Hengyu, "That's someone else. Grandpa likes calligraphy, almost obsessed. When he sees calligraphy that is better than his own, he is naturally impatient to ask for advice. Don't think so much. Let's go up and have a look." .”

Chu Hengyu hesitated for a moment, pretending to be embarrassed, and must not be found out that he did it on purpose, "Okay."

Zhou Zenan understands that others will be nervous when they see his grandpa. In fact, sometimes he will be nervous when he sees his own grandpa, "Hengyu, grandpa is not difficult to get along with, don't be afraid, besides, there is me, I will help you .”

Chu Hengyu took a deep breath, expressed the expression of fear to the fullest, nodded, "Yes."

Upstairs, Zhou Zenan reached out and patted Chu Hengyu's shoulder as a sign of encouragement, "Go in."

"it is good."

Zhou Zenan led Chu Hengyu into the room, "Grandpa, please come up."

Mr. Zhou and Mr. Qi have already seen the person, but they are just very surprised. Where is the old man with white hair and loud voice?Why is he such a bratty brat?

Chu Hengyu greeted them, "Mr. Zhou, Mr. Qi, my name is Chu Hengyu, hello."

Only then did the two of them come to their senses, and they were very amazed at Chu Hengyu's appearance. They were definitely well-informed people, but such an outstanding appearance, which they had seen in their entire lives, could be counted in a single slap.

What made them even more amazed was that Chu Hengyu's temperament was faintly dignified, and there was also a kind of stability that had been tempered through thousands of years. The sense of disobedience that people can't explain, but the strangest thing is that it seems to be very reasonable, that is, Chu Hengyu should have such a temperament, if not, it is wrong.

In the end, the two attributed this unexplainable phenomenon to the possibility that it had something to do with the youth's experience, but it didn't have much to do with them. What they really cared about was calligraphy. It's unbelievable that a young man can write at the level of a master.

Mr. Zhou had doubts in his heart, but no one could see through his heart like this old fox, so he smiled kindly on the surface, "Little friend Chu, did you write this word?"

Show it when it's time to show it. Chu Hengyu was neither humble nor overbearing, and said, "Yes, Mr. Zhou."

Mr. Zhou had a better impression of Chu Hengyu, he likes the grand juniors, "Then you practiced by yourself, or did some teacher teach you?"

Chu Hengyu lowered his head slightly, with a lonely expression, "I have a master who is very good in every aspect, he taught me, but he left after teaching me, and never came back after that."

The lonely expression is not fake, he is really sad in his heart, all the things he knows are taught by his master, he grew up with him, and he is closer than his father, but it is very likely that he will never see him again in this life.

Mr. Zhou said apologetically, "Little friend Chu, I didn't mean to ask about your sadness, sorry."

Chu Hengyu shook his head, raised a monstrous face, "It's okay, I believe Master will come back to see me."

"Yeah." Mr. Zhou didn't continue the topic, changed the subject, and said, "Your handwriting is very good, can you write some more for us to appreciate?"

Chu Hengyu is not annoyed at asking for words on the surface, but actually testing his real level. If it were him, he would do the same, "No problem."

Mr. Zhou gave up his seat to Chu Hengyu, and stood beside him, looking forward to it.

Chu Hengyu picked up the brush and stopped when he was about to write, "Mr. Zhou, I have no idea at the moment. I don't know what to write. Why don't you tell me what to write?"

Mr. Zhou secretly thought that Chu Hengyu was smart. He might have guessed that he didn't believe him, and he was afraid that the words he wrote would make him think there was something tricky about them. It can be well written, so that there is a possibility of being suspected.

But let him designate, there will be no possibility of being suspected, no one has mind reading skills, and it is absolutely impossible to know the other party's thoughts!

"Then I said a couplet?"

"can."

Mr. Zhou thought carefully, "Smoke locks willows in the pond, Feng Rong sea weirs autumn." Then he wrote these ten characters on the paper.

After seeing the couplet, Chu Hengyu's eyes lit up, and instead of writing immediately, he praised, "It's wonderful!" I don't know what he was praising.

Mr. Zhou was even more happy. The couplet he said was a famous couplet through the ages, and Chu Hengyu was able to see the mystery in it at such a young age.

Chu Hengyu silently memorized these ten words in his heart, then moved his gaze to the white paper, and swiped his pen...

Each word is vivid and lively on the paper.

Mr. Zhou and Mr. Qi watched without blinking their eyes, and a look of surprise gradually appeared in their eyes. Chu Hengyu's hand holding the pen was very steady, which was normal. It is very light, like holding a feather, but the written words give people a sense of weight, penetrating three points into wood, and iron with silver hooks.

The two looked at each other silently, how did he do it?

Chu Hengyu put down his pen, "It's finished."

Mr. Zhou hurriedly took the first couplet, while Mr. Qi took the second couplet excitedly, and placed them in the middle of each other. After carefully observing them, the more they looked at them, the more they liked them. Both of them raised their eyebrows in excitement.

Mr. Zhou praised repeatedly, this child's calligraphy skills are really profound!

Mr. Qi couldn't believe it. This kind of calligraphy was obviously done by everyone. Chu Hengyu's talent is too high. "Hengyu, when did you start practicing calligraphy?"

Chu Hengyu thought about it. Before he was five years old, he had never touched paper and ink. After five years old, his father seemed to think of him suddenly, and asked him to go to the study room to study. He was required to be able to write when he was reading. His handwriting began at that time. Started practicing.

"At the age of five,"

Mr. Qi gave a noticeable pause, "Shouldn't you be able to read at such a young age?"

Chu Hengyu didn't know that Mr. Qi was thinking with modern standards, so he answered honestly, "Yes, I have been writing with a brush since I started learning characters, and I have been writing until now."

Old Master Qi nodded, thinking, Chu Hengyu's parents really know how to raise children, "You are very smart."

Chu Hengyu smiled embarrassingly, "Old Qi is absurd."

At this moment, Old Man Qi raised his eyes and glanced at Chu Hengyu. The young man gave him a very different feeling. Apart from other things, he was very sincere, "You are the one who is humble."

Chu Hengyu smiled shyly.

Not many people praised him, which once made him think that he was bad, but only now did he realize that he is not bad at all, very good.

The attitude of flattering or humiliating made the two of them give him another high-level look. In short, the impression was very good.

Zhou Zekai touched Zhou Zenan's arm, and said in a low voice, "It's the first time I've seen someone gain grandpa's affirmation in such a short period of time. Grandpa's venomous gaze is something that most people can't resist under his gaze." For 10 minutes, Chu Hengyu was so calm and relaxed that even I admired it."

Zhou Zenan and You Rongyan, these are friends he knows, and the affirmation of his family is also the affirmation of him, "That is, Hengyu is not an ordinary person, didn't I tell you before? She is also very powerful..."

Zhou Zekai chuckled, but he forgot about it, "Grandpa likes people with real talents, and it just so happens that Hengyu is, and she is still so young, you can see that the joy in Grandpa's eyes is almost overflowing."

"It's rare to see grandpa so happy."

"In the future, you can often invite Heng Yu to come to your house as a guest."

"can."

About half an hour later, Chu Hengyu offered to leave, "Mr. Zhou, Mr. Qi, my friends are still waiting for me below, it's time to go down."

As for his purpose, it is not yet time to reveal it.

If he said it now, Mr. Zhou would definitely think that he was a deliberate design, a person with deep scheming, and his impression of him would definitely change from a good impression to a bad one.

After denying your character, it is very likely that even if you know the medicinal material, you will not give it to him, or you will not tell him directly.

In a big family, people of this age are not old and mature. If something is wrong, they will think very complicatedly. Even if you are telling the truth, they will not believe it.

Furthermore, my husband's memory is gradually recovering with the help of the jade card, so there is no rush to take the holy fruit, and there is no need to worry about taking the medicinal materials.

Anyway, the matter of medicinal materials has to be figured out slowly, and it must not be missed.

Mr. Zhou thought for a while and agreed, "Okay, Zenan, send Hengyu down."

"Yes, Grandpa."

Mr. Zhou watched Chu Hengyu leave, then waved to Zhou Zekai, "Come here."

Zhou Zekai looked puzzled, "Grandpa, what's wrong?"

Mr. Zhou handed the brush that Chu Hengyu wrote to Zhou Zekai, "You write, and I'll see your level."

Zhou Zekai went crazy in an instant, is grandpa planning to abuse him mentally?Compared with Chu Hengyu's words, he has no way to survive, okay?

Although his heart was broken, he was calm on the surface, "Grandpa, do you have to write?"

"Write."

Zhou Zekai reluctantly took the brush, stood upright, and wrote the couplet just now.

Because the old man likes calligraphy, in order to please him, almost all the members of the Zhou family can write calligraphy, but the level is only average.

After reading the couplet written by Zhou Zekai, Mr. Zhou shook his head and sighed, "It seems that many things require talent."

Zhou Zekai was speechless, "Grandpa, you let me write even though you know that my writing is average."

Mr. Zhou glanced at him, "I know your writing is bad, but I want to know how bad your writing is."

Zhou Zekai felt that a stab had been stabbed in the heart, and said pitifully, "Grandpa, you've hit people too hard."

"Strike? Why do others write well, but you do not write well, so you should reflect on yourself."

"Yes, Grandpa." Follow along quickly, otherwise Grandpa will talk endlessly.

Old man Qi looked at his grandson and expressed the same meaning.

Several people nodded immediately, expressing that they would study hard.

Mr. Qi is satisfied.