Lanke Chess Edge

I have known Ji Yuan for many years, and I have long known that he is extraordinary, but this is the first time Zhu Yanxu has come to visit.

The older a person is, the more clearly he sees some things. Compared with the past, Zhu Yanxu's perception of Ji Yuan is even more special at this time. Just watching Ji Yuan slowly polish his ink, his previous nervous and uneasy mood has gradually disappeared. Calm down and breathe more slowly.

"Master Zhu, Ji has only boiled water, how about we borrow flowers to offer Buddha and use the tea leaves you brought to make tea and drink together?"

Ji Yuan just finished the ink, looked up at Zhu Yanxu and asked a question.

"Of course it's possible. Mr. Ji would like to drink Youzhou Fengjian tea or our Jizhou Yuqian tea? I, Mr. Zhu, have brought some, all of which are good teas from relatives and friends."

"Tea before the rain, I haven't had it in years."

"Hey!"

Zhu Yanxu lowered his head and bent over, rummaged through the sack he brought, and found a yellow bamboo jar. After shaking it, he twisted it open, and a faint scent of tea wafted out.

Judging by the sense of smell, it is natural to know that this is a good tea. It is no worse than the one sent by the Wei family. Looking at Zhu Yanxu's appearance, the hand holding the bamboo pot is already wrinkled, and the complexion is still ruddy, but the hair on the temples There are dots of dark spots, and there is only a seven-point resemblance to the powerful Zhu Xianwei in memory.

Ji Yuan took the bamboo pot from Zhu Yanxu's hand, said "wait a moment", and walked to the kitchen.

Zhu Yanxu watched Ji Yuan leave, and then looked around the Ju'an Pavilion. The well not far away was covered with a large slate, and the surrounding buildings looked old, with dull or peeling paint, but they looked clean.

The jujube tree on the top of the head is much larger than the outside looking through the courtyard, like a big canopy, covering most of the courtyard of Ju'an Xiaoge, but the magic is that the winter sun can always be projected through the branches. , which makes it very bright and warm even in shade.

Looking back at the table, the plaque of Ju'an Pavilion is not a hard-covered or meticulously mounted, but a piece of wood with polished edges. Fortunately, the wood should be fine, without any cracks or moth-eaten marks. As for the words on the top. , it is indeed mottled and mutilated, and it is impossible to see at all.

Because he brought a treasure inkstone, Zhu Yanxu's eyes will naturally fall on the four treasures of the study, who are placed outside by Ji Yuan. Of course, there is no paper now, so there are only three treasures.

The ink must be the best ink, and the pens on the ceramic pen holder also seem to be very special. Zhu Yanxu looked at it from several angles, and felt that the sunlight fell on the pen with different luster, which was very pleasing to the eye. I have this feeling on the pen.

But the inkstone seems to be just an ordinary old black inkstone. Zhu Yanxu felt that the inkstone he brought was better. He thought that he would have to push and push for a while. Maybe Mr. Ji was just being polite.

This accountant also came out from the kitchen with a tray with a tea cup and a pot of brewed tea on it.

"Master Zhu has been waiting for a long time. He hasn't returned home for a long time, and he hasn't treated guests for a long time. He's a little neglectful. You should have prepared tea since then."

Zhu Yanxu quickly stood up to help.

"Hey, Mr. Ji, it was Mr. Zhu who made a hasty visit and disturbed Mr.

The two poured tea, Zhu Yanxu blew it, and Ji Yuan put it aside to cool.

Zhu Yanxu actually had nothing to ask for, but when he saw Ji Yuan, he just wanted to get along and have a relationship. Thinking that Yin Gong ran so diligently to Ju'an Xiaoge, he thought that he had already decided that Mr. Ji was extraordinary.

Although Zhu Yanxu also understands that his talent and hard work must be the main factor for Duke Yin to achieve his current status, but he can't help but think about whether Mr. Ji has also helped.

Originally, Zhu Yanxu was a martial artist. Although he was not a dull person, he was not too talkative. Before he came, he struggled with how to talk to Ji Yuan, but now he has a lot of words that came to his lips.

He blew on the hot tea, smelled the aroma of the tea but didn't drink it right away, watched Ji Yuan clean up the residual vermilion paint on the wooden board little by little, and said with a little emotion.

"Sir hasn't come back for more than ten years, right?"

Ji Yuan scratched the board with a small shell and nodded.

"That's right."

Zhu Yanxu took a shallow sip of tea, looked at the jujube branches and leaves swaying slightly above his head, and then looked at Ji Yuan.

"In a blink of an eye, I'm already old, but Mr. Ji is still the same as before!"

Ji Yuan smiled.

"Master Zhu has praised it wrongly. When you are old, you will grow stronger, and your style will not be diminished. It must be the same with Chen Sheng."

If it is replaced by the saying of the fate of the previous life, Chen Sheng and Zhu Yanxu are the "Ning'an County two heroes" who have influenced Ning'an County the most in the past few decades, followed by the blockbuster Yin Zhaoxian.

Without these two parents and officials, Ning'an County, which was once struggling, would not be what it is today, so Ji Yuan also admires these two. At least he admits that he may not be able to do better than them when it comes to being an official.

Zhu Yanxu tried another sentence while drinking tea.

"I heard that after the husband left, the jujube tree in Ju'an Pavilion has never bloomed again. Now that the husband is back, should the jujube tree bloom?"

Although not many people in Ning'an County today remember it, the special fragrance of jujube flowers used to permeate almost half of the county, and Zhu Yanxu still remembers it fresh.

"Whether it blooms or not depends on its own meaning, but Mr. Zhu is right. If a certain flowering season is still here in the coming year, it should bloom."

"Oh, that's what it is, that's what it is!"

In these few words, Ji Yuan didn't give him a sloppy look. It was a question of what to answer. Zhu Yanxu had already realized it in his heart. For the time being, he didn't speak again. His hands were forced and relaxed for a while, obviously something was hesitating in his heart.

About a quarter of an hour later, Zhu Yanxu drank two cups of tea, and Ji Yuan finally cleaned the original red lacquer on the wooden board and shook it under the table. Two people at the table.

When Ji Yuan put the wooden board back on the table, stretched out his hand and stroked it lightly, and then picked up the pen, Zhu Yanxu's mind couldn't help but be attracted by it.

Pulling up his sleeve and carrying the pen, he dipped the ink a little, as if a special rhythm was implied in it. Zhu Yanxu looked at it seriously, but he didn't notice the already very quiet Ju'an Pavilion.

"Master Zhu, writing can make one's mind calm, and the same is true of watching people write. Master Zhu, please take a closer look, and I will ask the adults to judge Ji's words in a while."

Ji Yuan's voice was calm and powerful, she moved the ink-stained wolf cents on the wooden sign, and then slowly dropped.

The ink was stained at a little, far larger than the area covered by the edge of the pen, but Ji Yuan didn't care, he turned his wrist and moved his arm slowly to write, the iron painting and the silver hook were vigorous and powerful.

Zhu Yanxu sees Jiyuan's writing, the strange thing is that the pen on his hand is as thick as a thumb, but the handwriting that falls is at least two and a half fingers wide. Does not affect calligraphy.

After a long time, Ji Yuan finished writing the last horizontal line, put the pen away and placed it on the pen holder on the side. After looking at the plaque for a while, he smiled and said to Zhu Yanxu.

"Master Zhu, please taste it!"

Zhu Yanxu was still immersed in the feeling just now, and even Ji Yuan's words did not break the rhythm. He just said "OK", then stood up and walked to Ji Yuan's edge, looking down at the plaque that never left his eyes.

Looking from the front, the words "Ju'an Xiaoge" are neither rigid nor soft, and a feeling of freshness and pleasure almost revealed on the surface.

Especially the word "Ju'an" made Zhu Yanxu feel at ease, and his mind was calm. Even the lack of energy caused by poor rest during this period was greatly relieved, and he appeared full of energy.

"Good words, good words, really good words!"

Zhu Yanxu can read and write, but that's all he can say. He can't say any compliments, but these words are sincere. He has never seen such beautiful and charming words.

"In this way, Lord Zhu, just watch it for a while."

Ji Yuan said this, and she just started to drink tea from the teacup. It was winter, but the tea that he had kept for so long was just the right temperature for the entrance.

The afternoon sun in the winter is very warm, and the breath under the jujube tree in Ju'an Pavilion is also very comfortable, especially in this state, Zhu Yanxu feels that every breath is very comfortable and fresh.

Unconsciously, a long time passed, Ji Yuan stood up and approached Zhu Yanxu, who was still standing blankly.

"Master Zhu, Master Zhu! It's time to wake up!"

Zhu Yanxu was refreshed~www.NovelMTL.com~ woke up like a dream.

"Ah? I, oh, what a good word!"

"Well, thank you for your compliment, but it's getting late. It's time for you to go home. After a while, you should worry about your wife and children's association."

Ji Yuan said and pointed to the sky.

Zhu Yanxu was stunned for a moment, looking at the sky, it was actually quite dark, and although it was blocked by the house and the courtyard wall, he could still see the light of the sunset in the west, indicating that it was not because the clouds blocked the sun, but The sun has really set.

"Well, why did it happen so quickly..."

Zhu Yanxu was halfway through speaking when he suddenly reacted.

"Mr. Ji, is that the word?"

"Hehe, Master Zhu, don't think too much, go home, since there are no dishes in a certain house, I won't let you eat."

Zhu Yanxu didn't say anything more, and cupped his hands.

"Well then, Mr. Ji sits down, and Zhu will leave. This inkstone..."

"take it back."

"Uh, okay!"

Zhu Yanxu didn't dare to insist any longer, for fear of being too polite and unpleasant, so he picked up the box of the inkstone platform alone, left the pastries and drinks, and then went down to the door with the help of Ji Yuan.

"Mr. Ji doesn't need to send it, Zhu is going home now!"

"Okay, Lord Zhu, walk slowly."

"Hey!"

Zhu Yanxu cupped his hands again and again, subconsciously glanced at the top of the courtyard gate of the small pavilion, and then turned around and walked out.

Anyway, today's trip is the right one!