HCB Chapter 148: Master of Calligraphy and Painting
Chapter 148: Master of Calligraphy and Painting
Wang Jinyi blinked her big furry eyes, tilted her head and asked:
"Do you think my name is nice?"
"Everyone has a different name, and no one is better."
Oh, as the patriarch, you should think like this. But you are right. No wonder you can become the patriarch at such a young age!
Wang Jinyi was thinking about this when he heard the person above him say:
"The reason why our clan came to Xunyang this time is because you have not established a clan temple since you separated from our clan. We came here to take a look at your site selection and survey. Our clan has ready-made drawings and personnel who can help you. We also want to meet Wang Shuyan..."
Ah! They didn't come to see me at all. You are just being sentimental. After all, I am just a storyteller. I can't even squeeze into Chongwenfang. Naturally, no one will take a fancy to me.
Just remember what the clan leader said: "Don't be too bad!" As she thought about it, Wang Jinyi lowered her head, and unconsciously fiddled with the ribbons on her dress with her two little hands, without saying a word.
The patriarch sitting at the top raised his lips slightly with a calm expression.
"Okay! You all go down."
Many years later, Wang Jinyi recalled the patriarch's calm expression that day.
He felt that in the eyes of the clan leader, he was still far from being valued by the world, and therefore, Wang Jinyi had absolutely no possibility of being conceited or arrogant.
Just because of the extremely indifferent look of the clan leader, I realized that in the Wang clan, I can only be called mediocre. Compared with the calligraphy saint and many great writers, I can only be called a puppy P...
It was that simple. Wang Jinyi started studying hard every day.
Three days after being ignored by the clan leader, the clan elders and the clan matron of the clan brought Wang Jinyi's newly written storybook - "Records of Gratitude and Revenge", as well as the "Arithmetic" copied by many people with the consent of Wenbai, and of course, they also brought pencils to make data books, as well as the finished red and blue pencils that had just been tested.
The group left Xunyang and returned to their hometown in Langya.
Wang Jinyi did not go to see him off this time. It was his grandfather who went with his father and brother.
In the evening, the brother saw his sister sitting quietly on the swing again. Wang Wendong talked about the farewell in the morning, but Wang Jinyi asked a new question:
"Brother, why is the clan leader so young?"
"Hush, Jin'er, don't talk nonsense. The clan leader is the elder of the clan leader. Although he looks young, he is the most outstanding person of his generation..."
In fact, the Wang family's patriarch is selected by the elders from among the younger generations, unlike other clans where the position is passed down from father to son.
Those that are passed down from father to son lack competitiveness and will be ruined in a few generations.
The Wang clan only passes on the most outstanding person in a generation to be the clan leader. The current clan leader looked very similar to Wang Shuyan when he was young.
He also became famous at a young age. It is said that he passed the examination for a scholar when he was only about 10 years old, and passed the examination for a Jinshi at the age of 30. He also took part in the palace examination, but he had no intention of becoming an official. He was fascinated by mountains and rivers and traveled to surrounding countries. He was once known as a talented person with "excellence in both calligraphy and painting."
Later, the former clan leader grew old and wanted to find a successor to take charge of clan affairs. The first person the clan elders thought of was this talented man. So, the Wang clan sent people all over the world to look for him and persuade him to return to the clan, but this man refused to take on the position of clan leader.
It was the former clan leader who threatened him that if he didn't learn clan affairs, he would die in front of him to see if he would take over the position.
So the talented scholar had to put down his pen, which was both his calligraphy and painting skills, and began to study hard and manage clan affairs.
The old clan leader had been with him for three years, and fearing that he might have the indecisiveness of a scholar, he specially selected two people to be his assistants, who were the other two older clan elders who came with him this time.
Wang Jinyi finally understood why the clan leader felt that he was nothing special. He was a master of both calligraphy and painting. Your level of “not too bad” was considered good enough in his eyes, not to mention that you were a burden to the clan! What else do you want?
Wang Jinyi saw himself again, holding the arrow with the words "Wang family's writing ability" written on it, and flying straight out of the earth. The two calligraphy masters stood behind him, and the clan leader stood beside him.
The three of them shook their heads in unison, helplessly:
"Alas!" They all lowered their heads again...
This picture in her head made Wang Jinyi want to die. This evil writing level made her feel like she was beyond salvation!
The day after the clan leaders left, Wang Jinyi called Wang Jinlai and Wang Jindong into the main hall and explained that they were going to visit the descendants of the Wen family in Xunnan County. He also carefully arranged the route and instructed them on how to act.
Wen Bai had been sitting silently at the table, and finally took out the letter and a small blue cloth bag.
"Sir, forget about the money. I will find a way. When you write to your family, please don't say that you are at the Wang family or that the Wang family sent someone to visit them."
"Miss, I understand. I just wrote a letter to my friend to visit on my behalf. It won't cause any trouble to the Wang family."
"Okay, the two of you go separately, one in front and one behind, into Wenjia Village. It's best to have one person stay outside the village to support you. Also, try not to arouse suspicion along the way."
Wang Jinyi took out a piece of paper from a book at hand:
"This is 50 taels of silver. I will also give you two pieces of silver. You two can carry them with you. Qingyu has prepared copper coins for each of you. You can pack them up yourself.
Don’t bring weapons, but have something to protect yourself, carry it with you…”
Wen Bai started to cry as he listened. Wang Jinyi looked at the three people, all of whom were half-grown children. Although she was the youngest child on the surface, she actually had an adult soul, so she had to comfort them herself:
"Mr. Wenbai, maybe there will be good news. There is no need to cry so early!"
"Miss, I am touched."
As he spoke, tears were streaming down his face. Seeing this, Wang Jinyi quickly pulled off her small handkerchief from her lapel and handed it to Wen Bai.
In Wenbai's eyes, the young lady was holding up a small piece of cloth that looked like a toy and handed it to him. Wenbai didn't dare to take it. This was a purely private transfer.
Wang Jinyi ordered:
"Hurry up and wipe your tears and give me back the handkerchief. Don't waste time. Hurry up! We still have something to discuss!"
Under the gaze of a pair of round eyes, Wen Bai could only wipe away his tears gently, and then folded a small piece of embroidered cloth the size of his palm and returned it to the young lady intact.
"Thank you, miss."
How could he dare to use the young lady's handkerchief to blow his nose? Besides, the small piece of cloth looked like a toy to him and could not hold his tears and snot.
The young lady is smart and can manage things, and she seems very shrewd in every way, but she can't remember very well. She lends him this personal item, which is a fatal flaw!
The lady didn't care at all and yelled at him to use it.
"Miss, tell me!"
"Mr. Wenbai, who in your family was sent to Xunnan County? You have to know who they are contacting. We can't let them be in the dark! If they find the wrong person again, something bad will happen!"