"If you want to learn calligraphy, start with the most correct ones, and then develop your own style." Lin Su said with a smile, "Don't be in a hurry."
He thought about the strokes of the fonts he first learned, which he also practiced bit by bit. He first learned the regular script, and then learned other fonts, such as cursive script, flying white, and thin gold. It was just that he spent much more time learning than others.
Lin Su stood up and spread out the paper. Qing Tang knew he wanted to write, so he quickly ground the ink.
The ink was dark and rich. Lin Su wrote on the paper, and the word "Yong" appeared on it. Every stroke was neat, just like a golden hook and silver painting.
Qing Tang blinked his eyes. He didn't understand the artistic conception of the words, but he felt that the young master's writing was very good, much better than the words he had casually marked before.
"This character has all the strokes of all the Chinese characters. If you can practice this character perfectly, the other characters won't be a big problem." Lin Su handed him the pen. "I come here often and bring you some books. If you don't know something, you can ask me."
"Yes." Qing Tang was overjoyed. He held the words and looked at them carefully. He felt that the words were just like the young master himself.
With the demeanor that a man should have, he stood upright, as if he was as tall as the sky and as tall as the earth.
He was reluctant to trace over Lin Su's handwriting, so he put it aside and took a new piece of paper to carefully copy it. Every time he wrote it, he felt that it was almost impossible to write like the young master.
He wrote seriously and was quiet. Lin Su felt much more comfortable here than anywhere else. He simply sat down at the table, took the paper, and wrote down the poems and prose he had written.
In addition to copying, there is also a method of depicting the calligraphy. Qing Tang can be a book boy for a while, but he cannot be a book boy for life. If he gets married and has children one day, he can also write letters for others and live a good life as a good scholar.
Qing Tang wrote seriously, and only after finishing a page did he breathe a sigh of relief and look towards Lin Su. His beautiful eyes widened as he said admiringly, "Master Su writes really well."
"You can draw on it later," Lin Su asked with a smile, "Have you been out recently?"
"I went out once and there wasn't enough paper at home." Qing Tang said honestly.
Lin Su's men continued to ask, "I guess you've heard some rumors too. Aren't you curious why I said you've done me a favor?"
Qing Tang smiled and said, "Young Master, you have your reasons for saying this. I am your servant, so I won't ask questions that I shouldn't ask."
He actually heard a lot of rumors, some of which insulted the young master, while others praised him. People like them were despised by others, and the young master was just trying to protect him.
"Then aren't you curious about why I want to redeem you?" Lin Su looked up at him and said.
Qing Tang met his gaze, his eyes wandering uncomfortably for a moment: "I don't know, but I also know that the young master has his own reasons. It's just that I can't help but be curious. If the young master is willing to tell me, Qing Tang will listen. If the young master is unwilling to talk, Qing Tang will not ask."
He knew that such treatment was hard to come by nowadays, and he no longer dared to expect too much.
"Because you look like a human being." Lin Su said frankly.
Qing Tang was stunned for a moment and asked, "...Is this the person the young master likes?"
"Of course not." Lin Su laughed. "Although he looks 80% like you and is both talented and beautiful, he is not the one I like. Do you know who that person is?"
Qing Tang guessed, "Perhaps only those who are high and mighty are qualified to study."
"He is from the capital." Lin Su said, "The son of the Minister of Personnel, Qi Qingyi."
Lin Su will go to the capital in the future and will inevitably meet Qi Qingyi. This kind of thing should be made clear to the child as early as possible to prevent him from feeling inferior or thinking of himself as a substitute.
"Minister of Personnel..." The highest-ranking official Qing Tang had ever seen in his life was the county magistrate. He was wearing a majestic official uniform and sitting in the hall. There was also a county magistrate holding a court stick, which was extremely scary. He had heard of officials from the capital like the Minister of Personnel, but in the mouth of the brothel owner, such people were all-powerful officials, and the county magistrate could not catch up even if he flattered them.
I don’t know whether it is lucky or unlucky to be similar to his son.
Scholars were ashamed of them. If they knew that he looked very similar to the son of the Minister of Personnel, it would probably cause them great trouble.
"How could I be so similar to him?" Qing Tang was a little anxious. "If that's the case, won't it cause trouble for the young master?"
"You are my servant now, not a member of the court. No matter how powerful Qi Qingyi is, there cannot be someone similar to him in the world." Lin Su said, "We may leave here for the capital soon, and we may meet again in the future. The purpose of telling you this is that no matter who of you resembles whom, you don't have to worry about it. Just be yourself."
"Yes." Qing Tang responded obediently, then bravely asked, "Young Master Su, since you don't like him and don't have any favors for my family, why did you bother me with this trouble?"
"Although I have no interest in Qi Qingyi, there are people who do." Lin Su said with a smile, "Just think of it as my kindness."
"Young Master, it's clear that you can't think of a reason." Qing Tang didn't seem angry when he said this, and his smile became even brighter. "But Young Master is my benefactor. If you don't want to say it, Qing Tang will wait until you want to say it later."
Lin Su responded.
06 Reminder: [Host, raising a child is risky. It doesn't mean you'll be completely safe if you don't become a foster father.]
This is the experience gained from the host. The more innocent and cute they look, the more likely they are to be pitch black.
[Overthinking.] Lin Su worked hard to get the system back on track and stopped worrying about it.
06 was still very worried, after all, his uncle once had such confidence.
Lin Su could only comfort him: [Don't worry, I have a cheat and he doesn't.]
06 As a plug-in-like existence, I finally found a little sense of need: [Host, I will definitely do my best. ]
[Yes, I believe you.] Lin Su said with a smile.
He is very good at judging people and can tell whether a person is pretending or is really innocent.
Wei Yuan in the previous world also had the ability to discern, but he was distracted by his emotions and was blinded by one thing. If he were dealing with other people, he would not be as tolerant and relaxed as he was with him.
But Lin Su does not have this problem, he will not let his emotions blind his eyes.
Lin Su did not stay here for too long. He got up and left after finishing the calligraphy. However, as soon as he arrived at the Lin Mansion, he heard that someone came to visit.
"Who is it?" Lin Su asked.
"It is said that he is the son of Yang Tongzhi." The servants did not dare to neglect the people from the official's family in the slightest.
Yang Cheng?
He received the news really quickly. When Lin Su entered the main house, Lin's father was entertaining guests with a smile on his face. He didn't look like he was entertaining guests, but rather as if Yang Cheng was his biological son.
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