Ye Mansion is the residence of Ye Gong. Although Ye Zanghua has been living in Ye Mansion, he usually receives guests either at the company or in the villa under his name, and never takes guests home.
As for Ye Gong.
He is old and can attend an average of three appointments a year, which is unprecedented. Moreover, these meetings are basically secret and unknown to outsiders.
Therefore, for Ye Gongguan, it is basically a forbidden area in the Beijing business district, and it is also a sacred place. Who is qualified to come in for pilgrimage? It's more honor than dining at the same table with the giant Lin Chaotian.
This is already Xiao Zheng's second visit.
In fact, except for Lin Huayin, no one in the Ye family dared to take someone home.
Isn't this an innate advantage? The terrifying background of the first daughter
The white BMW** was parked in the courtyard. Before opening the door, Xiao Zheng saw a pair of handsome men and beautiful women standing at the door through the windshield. Was waving to him.
It's Ye Zanghua and his child bride. Tangyue.
Speaking of this Tang Yue, Lin Huayin, who rarely commented on others, gave it high praise. She seemed to approve of this aunt. Of course, from Xiao Zheng's perspective. Tang Yue, who is capable, virtuous and decent, really has nothing to fault. Even if you are picky, you can't find any major flaws.
"Dawai!" Ye Zanghua came laughing and wanted to hug the expressionless Lin Huayin. But was sternly rejected by the latter.
"Go away." Lin Huayin said coldly.
Ye Zanghua was rejected, but she didn't care. He then put his arm around Xiao Zheng's shoulders and said with a smile: "The old man has talked about you several times recently. I'll have two more drinks with him later."
Xiao Zheng smiled and nodded: "I miss Mr. Ye very much too."
Ye Zanghua rolled his eyes and curled his lips and said: "I don't know if you are sincere or fake. But now that you know the old man, why don't you make more use of it? Even if you go to Ye Mansion a few more times, it will have a good effect. .”
Xiao Zheng said very relaxedly: "I want to come too, but Lao Lin doesn't want to come with me, so I'd be embarrassed to come here on my own to get a meal, right? You also know that I have a bad reputation outside. If I shamelessly feed you, the old Ye family, I ate it too. How can I show my face in the future?"
"Haha. You are getting more and more interesting." Ye Zanghua patted Xiao Zheng's shoulder hard, and then glanced at Tang Yue. "How is it? Does it have the same style as I did back then?"
Tang Yue pursed her lips and smiled, and said, "Much better than you were back then."
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A group of people entered the house. Xiao Zheng and Ye Zanghua chatted while walking. Tang Yue was responsible for entertaining Lin Huayin. They are both strong women, so they definitely have more topics in common. In addition, Tang Yue was a child bride trained and trained by Mr. Ye himself. Even if they are not as talented as Ye and his daughter. But he has accumulated a lot of experience and is now a man of his own. Acts as Ye Zanghua's military advisor.
"You guys sit down for a while, the master is writing in the study." Tang Yue said, then went to the kitchen to make tea. Ye Zanghua took Xiao Zheng upstairs to watch Ye Gong write. Instead, Lin Huayin was left alone in the living room.
Ye Mansion is not big. After bypassing the screen on the second floor, Ye Zanghua led Xiao Zheng to Ye Gong's study. As soon as he entered the room, Xiao Zheng smelled a strong smell of books. And the scent of ink lingering in the air.
Looking around, I saw Ye Zhenggong scolding Fang Qiu with a solemn expression. He couldn't help but stand still and watch with bated breath. Ye Zanghua also stood aside honestly, waiting for Ye Gong to finish writing a picture.
After touching for about three minutes, Ye Gong put down the brush and glanced around a few times. Then he shook his head in dissatisfaction, waved to Xiao Zheng and said, "Azheng, come here and take a look."
Hearing this, Xiao Zheng walked forward slowly and said with a smile: "Hello, Mr. Ye."
"My family doesn't have to be so polite." Mr. Ye pointed to the eight big characters on the rice paper with a smile.
The handwriting shines through the back of the paper, bold and bold. Like a majestic mountain, like a pine tree on top of a cliff. The momentum is like a rainbow, majestic and galloping. Just reading these eight words makes people's blood surge and their pride surge up.
"Good calligraphy." Xiao Zheng, who has no knowledge of calligraphy but can write quite well with pen calligraphy, admired sincerely. No wonder calligraphy is the quintessence of the Chinese nation. It contains life, will, and even mind that are incomparable to pen calligraphy. It’s also difficult to see clearly on paper.
"The handwriting is pretty good. After half a lifetime of writing, I finally got it right." Ye Gong smiled slightly. Asked instead. "But what do you think of this painting?"
There are eight characters on the rice paper: Cherish time and be active, sleep more and be taciturn.
Xiao Zheng looked at it for a few times, then pursed his lips and said, "It's not very good."
"Oh?" Ye Gong smiled. He was not surprised by Xiao Zheng's comments and just asked with a smile. "What's wrong?"
"The overall situation is not good." Xiao Zheng said slowly.
Ye Zanghua joked: "Azheng, the old man is a master of calligraphy and painting. It is not an exaggeration to say that every word of his calligraphy is worth a fortune. Zhongnanhai still has two calligraphy works of the old man."
Xiao Zheng smiled and said: "There is nothing wrong with the words. It is majestic and makes people's blood rush. There is nothing wrong with the sentences, simple and easy to understand. But it has a warning. The bad thing is that such a sentence is paired with Ye Gong's vigorous calligraphy." It seems unrealistic.”
After a pause, Xiao Zheng continued: "Xin Qiji and Su Shi, representatives of the bold school, would not use soft and graceful calligraphy to express their works. Li Qingzhao, of the graceful school, would not use wild cursive to write her sad and desolate feelings. Otherwise, they would also become It will last forever. Words are like the person, like the heart. This is the truth."
Ye Zanghua seemed to understand, but Ye Gong said with a smile: "Ah Zheng. I haven't seen you in these days, and you have grown up a lot. Yes. This painting of mine is to do two things at once. My heart is harmonious, and my hands are full of energy. But what I wrote was unsatisfactory.”
After saying that, Mr. Ye grabbed the rice paper under the inkstone and crumpled it into a ball: "Failure."
Xiao Zheng smiled bitterly and said: "According to Uncle Ye, you lost at least a million by rubbing it."
"Don't listen to his nonsense." Ye Gong pulled Xiao Zheng out of the study. "There are so many Chinese calligraphers. I am just an amateur writer at best. I will never have the chance to enter the calligraphy industry in this life."
Xiao Zheng laughed dumbly. The more successful a person is, the more virtuous and generous he is. Xiao Zheng studied this point vividly from Ye Gong. Very useful.
After going downstairs, Ye Gong walked slowly towards Lin Huayin and joked: "Girl, please hurry up and get better, my grandfather's health has been deteriorating in the past few years. You can't stop looking at me. Don't wait until your son wants to be raised but you can't kiss him."
"I talk nonsense all day long." Lin Huayin frowned slightly. "If you keep talking nonsense, I won't come here anymore."
"Don't. Grandpa is just joking with you. Why are you so serious?" Mr. Ye smiled kindly and sat next to Lin Huayin. "Girl. We, Lao Ye, have a very small family. You, an incompetent uncle, don't have a decent job either. Grandpa is just pointing to you to carry forward your career."
The words are profound, but the words are sincere.
The words were filled with an emotion that made Lin Huayin extremely unnatural. It made her pretty face blush slightly and her eyes twinkled. He turned away and said, "It's disrespectful to be an old man."