"Not too late, are you?" Gu Yang asked with a smile.
"No, no, my grandpa and the others wanted to come and pick us up in person, but Grandpa He and the others just arrived and were talking, so I came here by myself. Uncle and aunt, please follow me." Zhang Hua said.
"How dare I trouble you, old man? We are guests who follow the host's wishes. I'm sorry to trouble you today, Xiaohua."
"No, our family is very happy that you are here. My biggest task today is to entertain you well." Zhang Hua said as he led them in.
When He Yao and the other two saw Gu Can and the others coming, they hurried over to say hello.
"Are they wearing Floating Light Brocade?" Quite a few people had already come to the hall. Gu Can and Ji Xiaoju were wearing cheongsams made of Floating Light Brocade today. One was gentle and dignified, and the other was pure and beautiful. The ripples of the Floating Light Brocade were very beautiful when they moved.
"Exactly. Whose vixen is this? She's dressed so gaudy. What good intentions could she have?"
"The Zhang family has a low threshold, and they let in any cat or dog."
"If you are dissatisfied with our Zhang family, you can leave." Zhang Jing is the eldest daughter of the Zhang family and the eldest sister of Zhang Hua. The Zhang family is low-key, and no one dares to step on them.
"Someone, please ask these young ladies and their families to leave. I'm so sorry, but my Zhang family really shouldn't invite just anyone." Zhang Jing didn't waste any words with them.
"You, who do you think you are (Pa)" the girl cursed at Zhang Jing, but was stunned by a slap in the face.
"Dad, you hit me for this bitch (smack)"
"If you don't know how to speak, just shut up. I'm sorry, Miss Zhang, I didn't teach my child well. I've caused you trouble today. I'll take her away now and come to your house to apologize another day." The girl looked at her father, bowed her head to Zhang Jing, with a flattering look on her face.
"No need. We are the Zhang family, so the threshold is not that low. Please come in." Zhang Jing asked someone to drag them away.
After seeing what happened just now, no one else dared to speak nonsense anymore.
Zhang Jing turned around and walked in front of the Gu family.
"I'm sorry. We didn't supervise you well enough and disturbed you. I apologize."
"It's okay. Freedom of speech. They have their own mouths. What can you do about it?" Ji Xiaoju had a good impression of Zhang Jing and naturally wouldn't make things difficult for her.
"This is Uncle Gu, Aunt Ji, Gu Yang, this is Gu Can, and this is my sister Zhang Jing." Zhang Hua introduced both parties.
Soon, Mr. Zhang sent someone to invite them.
"This must be young friend Gu Can, right? Although he is so young, his handwriting is very elegant. An old man like me is naturally not as good as him." Old Master Zhang greeted Gu Liang and others, and when he saw Gu Can, his eyes were full of admiration.
"Yes, yes, even a rough guy like me thinks it's really good." Grandpa He smiled heartily.
"This calligraphy..." Since it is a calligraphy appreciation banquet, in addition to the four pieces of calligraphy written by Gu Can, there are naturally many other calligraphy works. Everyone who comes to participate must bring a piece of calligraphy.
There were also many people who were very confident in themselves and wrote on the spot, and discussed and appreciated the works with everyone. Of course, the works were also reserved for the host family.
"Cancan, why don't you write one too?" Zhang Hua walked to Gu Can and whispered.
"I, don't think it's necessary." Gu Can was a little confused.
"No, that calligraphy was confiscated by my grandfather. You can write another one for me. I have a jade-tube Xuan brush. How about giving it to you?" Zhang Hua did not say it in advance. Wouldn't that be an insult to Gu Can?
"You, Cancan, stay away from him." Gu Yang quickly pushed Zhang Hua away.
"It's okay, brother. It's just writing. If I had known, I would have just brought a few big characters. What do you want, brother Hua?" Gu Can asked with a smile.
"Whatever you write is fine, just a few more words would be nice." Zhang Hua rubbed his hands together and made a small request in a shy manner. Seeing his shy look, Gu Yang really wanted to pull Gu Can away.
"Okay." Gu Can agreed with a smile and walked to the empty desk.
"Grandpa, Cancan wants to write." He Yao ran over and took his grandfather with him. The others also became interested when they heard it, but many people still couldn't believe that such a little girl like Gu Can could write such beautiful calligraphy. Grandpa Zhang was a member of the Chinese Calligraphy Association, and even the association's president praised her calligraphy.
Many people gathered around, but Gu Can was not afraid of the stage. He picked up his pen and wrote a poem to encourage learning.
The lamps are lit at midnight and the roosters crow at dawn, which is the time for men to study. If one does not study diligently when young, he will regret it when he is old.
"Very good, very good, it flows smoothly, naturally and fluently, with both form and spirit, vigorous and powerful, very good, very good." Old Master Zhang was attracted when he saw Gu Can writing with his brush. As soon as Gu Can finished writing, he squeezed to the front somewhat rudely and read every word.
Gu Can didn't care and smiled as he gave up his seat. Thinking of Zhang Hua's resentment, he even wrote a few words "To Zhang Hua" in the signature. Zhang Hua looked at it and felt very happy.
Look at it, look at it, no matter how you look at it, this calligraphy is also dedicated to him, but his name is written on it.
What a nice name! Now he feels that this name is not ordinary at all!
Halfway through the banquet, people from the four major families of Feng, Chen, Chu and Wei came. Gu Can, Gu Liangji and Xiaoju all felt a moment of stagnation. Then when Feng Qingnan, Chen Shuwei, Chu Shanhai and Wei Lizhu appeared, everyone's eyes were stunned for a second, and then they began to whisper.
"Oh my god, it's the fourth young master Xingrong, why are they here too?"
"So handsome I'm about to faint."
"What's wrong?" There were only a few people standing by the desk, and just like before, Mr. Zhang and his companions were even more annoyed by the noisy sounds.
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