Chapter 58: The Gigantic Dragon
Yunlan Pavilion is a place for Lingyun Villa to entertain distinguished guests, located on the west side of the villa, which is an independent attic.
Generally speaking, the guests who are qualified to come to Lingyun Villa are almost every one of them with an extremely noble status. Therefore, the decoration of Yunlan Pavilion is undoubtedly very particular, without any vulgarity and luxury, but rather a extreme elegance and classic charm, grand and yet dignified.
As soon as he entered the Yunlan Pavilion, Jiang Xu's gaze was drawn to the calligraphy and paintings on the walls of the great hall.
At a glance, there were at least twenty or thirty calligraphic works on the wall, with varying levels of quality. However, what really caught Jiang Xu's attention was the signatures on these works.
Some of those who signed were unknown to Jiang Xu, and almost all of those he knew were figures standing at the pinnacle of Hua Xia's power.
While Jiang Xu was hesitating, Liu Yining suddenly spoke up and said: "Jiang Xu, every guest who has stayed at Yunlan Pavilion will leave behind their mark here. Why don't you also leave one, what do you say?"
This is the rule of Yunlang Pavilion, which is a kind of respect for the host to the guests, and also a kind of respect for the guests to the host.
In terms of status, Jiang Xuyuan is far from comparable to any previous guest at Yunlan Pavilion, but this does not mean that Jiang Xuyuan does not have the qualifications. If he didn't have the qualifications, Old Liu would not have arranged for Jiang Xuyuan to rest at Yunlan Pavilion.
Liu Zhi Ning understood her grandfather's meaning, but she didn't know if Jiang Xu had any attainments in calligraphy and painting, so her words gave Jiang Xu an opportunity to choose.
"Alright then, I'll leave one too."
Since every guest left their mark, Jiang Xu naturally couldn't refuse anything. Most importantly, this kind of calligraphy was really too simple for him.
As she listened to Jiang Xu's words, a hint of unusual color flashed across Liu Yining's eyes.
She could feel the confidence and composure between Jiang Xu's words, which also meant that Jiang Xu must have had great faith in his own calligraphy skills. This added a few more points of curiosity and expectation to Liu Yining's heart.
Then, Liu Yining directly took Jiang Xu to the desk not far away, where pens, ink, paper and inkstones were already placed on it. On the shelf beside it, various scrolls were placed.
Jiang Xu glanced over and casually pulled out a paper scroll about half the size of a table.
Liu Zhi Ning lightly picked up the ink stick and began to grind it on the inkstone, her movements gentle and smooth. The black ink highlighted her skin as white as jade or snow, giving a strong visual impact that was pleasing to the eye.
Jiang Xu closed his eyes and focused, waiting for Liu Zhi to grind the ink. After that, he picked up his brush and began to write with flair, the tip of his pen dancing like a dragon on the paper scroll.
At the moment when Jiang Xu put down his pen, Liu Yining's beautiful eyes full of spirit had already lit up.
And when one after another dragon and phoenix-like characters appeared before her eyes, her absolutely beautiful small face was already filled with uncontrollable shock.
The great river flows eastward, its waves washing away all things, a thousand years of heroic figures, now but a memory on the western frontier.
A poem of Red Cliffs Nostalgia gradually emerges in Jiang Xu's brushstrokes.
Liu Zhi Ning's gaze was almost deeply attracted, she had seen many people write this poem of Red Cliffs, there were famous masters and great men, but none of them could bring Liu Zhi Ning the unparalleled shock at this moment.
Whether it's the pen strokes that flow like clouds and water, or the characters that are as elegant as they are free-spirited, Liu Yining has a breathtaking visual impact that is hard to put into words. Moreover, each character seems to possess a magical power that makes her see majestic mountains and rivers, witness the grandeur of the Red Cliffs, and feel the shockwaves of war.
Liu Zhi Ning had always been very confident in her own calligraphy, even compared to those famous masters she was not inferior at all. But now that she saw Jiang Xu's painting and calligraphy, she suddenly felt like a firefly facing the bright moon.
In front of Jiang Xun's calligraphy that can be described as divine, her own calligraphy is almost like a child learning to walk and not worth mentioning.
This made Liu Yining's gaze at Jiang Xu even more curious.
In her eyes, Jiang Xiu's everything had become incredibly mysterious, so young, not only possessing unimaginable extraordinary medical skills, but also having divine-like calligraphy.
Liu Zhi Ning couldn't even imagine how Jiang Xu had learned all of this.
Jiang Xu didn't know what Liu Zhi Ning was thinking, this was the first time he had brought out his calligraphy after merging with the Emperor's Soul Pearl, everything was so natural and fluent, it also made Jiang Xu very satisfied.
After the last stroke, a complete poem has been perfectly presented between the paper scrolls, with an aura of grandeur that cannot be described in words, just like a magnificent historical painting.
"What a magnificent piece of 'Red Cliff's Ancient Charm'! Jiang Xu, your calligraphy skills are the most outstanding among all the people I've seen." Liu Yining's voice gradually rose, with a hint of lingering shock still present in her tone.
Jiang Xu simply smiled and didn't say anything, instead putting down the brush in his hand.
Seeing Jiang Xu had no intention of signing again, Liu Yining asked curiously: "Jiang Xu, aren't you going to sign?"
"It's okay, I don't need it."
Jiang Xu gently shook his head, this one scroll of calligraphy was already more than enough.
Liu Zhi Ning was taken aback at first, but soon she understood Jiang Xu's meaning, and this made her gaze at Jiang Xu with a hint of admiration in her eyes.
After some thought, Liu Yining asked Jiang Xu with a bit of trepidation: "Jiang Xu, may I ask you for a calligraphy and painting?"
As a calligraphy enthusiast, Liu Yining naturally did not want to miss such an excellent opportunity. At this moment, in her eyes, Jiang Xu's calligraphy had far more collection value than any famous master's calligraphy.
"No problem, what do you want?" For such a small matter, Jiang Xu would naturally not refuse anything.
Liu Zhi Ning thought for a moment and asked with some expectation: "Jiang Xu, I want Tang Hou Zhu Li Yu's 'Yu Mei Ren', can I?"
Yuè Měi Rén!
As Liu Yining spoke, a strange smile flashed across Jiang Xu's face.
Liu Zhi Ning surprisingly wanted the Yu Mei Ren of Emperor Li Hou Zhu of Southern Tang, and Jiang Xu didn't know whether to give her a genuine work of Li Hou Zhu or not. In his fusion of imperial soul memories, there was indeed Emperor Li Hou Zhu of Southern Tang.
As long as Jiang Xiu is willing, he can completely write out a true trace of the same style, even if it is the best calligraphy appraiser in the world, it may not be possible to distinguish between true and false.
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Under an ancient banyan tree in the backyard of Lingyun Villa, Old Master Liu was sitting on a taishi chair at this moment, and on both sides of him were Liu Linghua and Liu Lingqing brothers.
He Changying and Liu Zhuoyuan were both standing under the eaves of a distant house, not getting close, because Old Man Liu had something to say to the two brothers Liu Linghua at this moment.
Liu Linghua has already informed the kitchen to prepare lunch, and Liu Lingqing has also contacted his trusted personnel to buy the things that Jiang Xu needs. In about half an hour, someone will deliver those things here.
"Ling Qing, do you know Jiang Xu's background?"
Mr. Liu's voice slowly rose, and his calm eyes, like an ancient well, fell on Liu Lingqing's body.
"Dad, I've already had someone check him out. He was born in Hu'an City and is currently attending Huyang High School in Hu'an City. His father is Jiang Qiming, the vice mayor of Hu'an City."
Liu Lingqing had arranged for someone to investigate Jiang Xu's identity and family background on the day he returned to Yanjing, and within a few days, he had almost thoroughly investigated everything about Jiang Xu from childhood to adulthood.
Liu Lingqing's tone paused slightly, then he continued: "However, there is something strange. Jiang Xu previously seemed to be a spoiled son who only understood how to eat, drink and have fun, and he didn't seem to have studied medicine before, so how did he suddenly possess such amazing medical skills?"
This problem has been bothering Liu Lingqing for several days, and he couldn't figure it out in his mind.
Listening to Liu Lingqing, a glimmer of wisdom suddenly flashed between Liu Lao's turbid old eyes, and he said faintly: "Lingqing, there are many things in this world that cannot be seen clearly with the naked eye. If you can't see through them, don't deliberately pursue answers."
"Got it, Dad, I was just curious." Liu Lingqing nodded seriously.
"This child is not simple, very extraordinary, he has a special aura on his body, giving me the feeling of a giant dragon overlooking the world."
As he spoke, Mr. Liu's gaze slowly turned towards Yunlan Pavilion.
Liu Linghua and Liu Lingqing exchanged a glance, their faces filled with astonishment. They had not expected that the old man would give Jiang Xu such an astonishing evaluation.
Moreover, they deeply understand that Old Master's art of physiognomy is profound, and can even be described as sublime.
The old man either doesn't speak or if he does, it's almost always accurate.
But Old Man Liu, he took a deep look at the sky above Yunlan Pavilion, and only then slowly withdrew his gaze, saying in a tone full of profound meaning: "I have a premonition that this child will one day be able to overlook this land like a giant dragon. If this time he can extend my life by five years, then we Liu family will use this favor to assist him in the future."
"Dad."
This time, Liu Linghua and Liu Lingqing were really stunned.
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