After Zhao Xu and Wang Ya sent the message, they were worried that their wife Li Qingqing would see the message on their phone, so they immediately deleted the call record of their phone.

When he was idle, he picked up Zhang Xu's calligraphy masterpiece that he had obtained from the provincial capital "Guangyuan Auction House".

Zhao Xu felt a little strange. He could clearly see someone dancing a sword from this calligraphy. Why can't others see it?

Zhao Xu hurriedly searched for the person "Femin" on his mobile phone.

Feimin: A famous general of the Tang Dynasty. He is known as the three best in the world with Zhang Xu's cursive script, Li Bai's Shi Ge, and Feimin's sword dance.

There were many poems in the Tang Dynasty to praise Feimin.

Wang Wei once wrote a poem called "Seven Stars of Swords on the Waist" and "Bow on the Arm" with a hundred battles. When he saw that he captured the cunning enemy in the clouds, he realized that there were generals in the world.

It is said that Fei Min is a master of bows and swords. He once shot thirty-one tigers in a day. (In fact, it is not a tiger, but an animal that looks like a tiger called Biao!)

There was a painter in the Tang Dynasty called "Wu Daozi!".

Wu Daozi admired Fei Min very much and once said to Fei Min: Master Zhang Xu was inspired by the arrogant and elegant dance posture of Aunt Gongsun. In the future, his cursive calligraphy styles were more fluent and changeable, and elegance. I hope that I could enjoy the general's wonderful sword dance before painting. I wonder if the general can appreciate his wishes?

Feimin immediately played a swordsmanship for Wu Daozi, and Wu Daozi drew Feimin's sword dance at that time. This painting also became Wu Daozi's famous work.

After Zhao Xu searched for this information on his mobile phone, he couldn't help but frown and thought in his mind: Could it be that Zhang Xu, like Wu Daozi, hid Feimin's sword technique in this calligraphy of "Songsing!"?

In fact, Zhao Xu guessed it right!

It's just that he doesn't know it himself.

What made Zhao Xu feel strange is why others can’t see someone dancing a sword in this calligraphy, and only you can see it?

In fact, Zhang Xu was a master of calligraphy in the Tang Dynasty. He hid Feimin's sword technique in this calligraphy of "Songsong!". Only those who truly understand calligraphy and those who understand martial arts can see the meaning in calligraphy.

The two complement each other and are indispensable! Even ordinary calligraphers cannot do it, they must have deep attainments. Zhao Xu has both calligraphy and martial arts to see that someone is dancing a sword in his calligraphy, but he himself does not know the reason.

Zhao Xu held the calligraphy in his hand, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that someone was dancing a sword in his calligraphy.

He couldn't help but hold a pen in his hand and practiced dancing with the people in the calligraphy.

Zhao Xu became more and more immersed in it as he practiced. Even when his wife Li Qingqing came back from taking a shower, he was still dancing seriously.

Li Qingqing saw Zhao Xu holding a pen, wiggling in the room like a lunatic. She stood aside and looked for a while, and found that Zhao Xu was intoxicated and did not find herself!

Li Qingqing has been standing at the door for about half an hour, but in fact, Zhao Xuwu has been practicing for nearly an hour.

At this time, Li Qingqing couldn't help but interrupt Zhao Xu and said, "Hey! You don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you practicing there?"

Zhao Xu came back to his senses and saw that he was holding a neutral pen in his hand. He smiled awkwardly and said to his wife Li Qingqing: "Qingqing, the more I read, the more I feel that someone is dancing a sword in this calligraphy, and I can't help but practice it."

Li Qingqing walked closer and saw where she could tell her. She said to her husband Zhao Xu: "Zhao Xu, you won't be crazy about practicing martial arts, right? There is no one dancing swords on it. You should frame this calligraphy well! It was bought back by you for 300 million yuan. If you break it, you will feel sorry for you."

Zhao Xu was also worried that he would destroy Zhang Xu's masterpiece, so he nodded and said, "I will hang it tomorrow. When I move to Yuetan Bay, I will frame it properly. Qingqing, can't you really see anyone dancing a sword inside?"

"You are so crazy. It's just Mohen. Where did the people come from dancing swords? But..." Li Qingqing pulled the ending sound.

Zhao Xu asked excitedly: "Wife, what's it?"

I heard Li Qingqing say, "However, Master Zhang Xu's cursive calligraphy is really good. It can be called flowing and flowing, and it is worthy of being a masterpiece."

Zhao Xu deliberately showed off to his wife Li Qingqing and said, "Qingqing, you may not know yet?" The reason why Master Zhang Xu's cursive script is so well written is inspired by the dance posture of an aunt named Gongsun. Therefore, calligraphy is successful.

"How do you know this?"

"You can check it online!"

Li Qingqing clenched her pink fist and beat her husband Zhao Xu, and said coquettishly: "Okay! You can teach me what you searched online. Humph! You really learn first and sell first."

Zhao Xu smiled proudly and said, "Wife! Actually, these are all historical research. Do you think the Internet is written randomly. There are historians in every era, and these historians are specifically responsible for recording what happened in the dynasty. Do you know the poet Li Bai, right?"

"Of course I know! When I was in school, I learned Tang poetry, and many of them were written by Li Bai."

"Yes!" Zhao Xu nodded and said, "That's what you only learned in textbooks. In fact, Li Bai's poems, Zhang Xu's cursive script, and Fei Min's sword dance are known as the three best in the world. Some historical materials say that the three are good friends. Zhang Xu's calligraphy is cursive, and many people cannot appreciate it because they don't understand calligraphy. In fact, I can see from this calligraphy that Zhang Xu's mood at the time of writing a song."

"Tell me, what was he feeling at that time?" Li Qingqing asked curiously.

"Horse, show your ambitions! I really like the friendship I made. If I guessed well, Li Bai and Feimin were on the scene when he wrote this masterpiece of calligraphy."

Li Qingqing is a smart person. After hearing this, she asked Zhao Xu with a slight look on her face: "Zhao Xu, didn't you say that you could see someone dancing a sword in your calligraphy?"

"Yes! What's wrong?" Zhao Xu felt a little confused when he saw his wife Li Qingqing's excited look on his face.

Li Qingqing showed joy on her face and asked Zhao Xu: "Honey! Do you think Master Zhang Xu expressed Feimin's sword technique in the lines of calligraphy when he was writing this calligraphy? So, can you see someone dancing a sword in calligraphy?"

Zhao Xu was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth after hearing what his wife Li Qingqing said.

He only thought of Zhang Xu writing this "Song of Falling Songs!" when he was writing this calligraphy, he was very likely to be with Li Bai and Bei Min, but he did not expect that Fei Min was the person who danced the sword in the calligraphy.

Zhao Xu excitedly kissed his wife Li Qingqing's face and said happily: "Wife, you really wake up the dreamer! That must be the case. It is very likely that Fei Min's peerless sword technique is hidden in this masterpiece."

When Li Qingqing saw Zhao Xu very happy, she smiled and explained, "I also thought of you as Master Zhang Xu's masterpiece of cursive script because she thought of the dance of Mrs. Gongsun. Wu Daozi once drew Feimin's sword dance. So since Master Zhang Xu was with Feimin and the others, it is natural that he could convey his sword skills to future generations in the style of calligraphy. But I don't understand why others can't see anyone dancing in the calligraphy, but you can only see it?"

Zhao Xu couldn't figure this out either. He held his wife Li Qingqing's tender hand and said, "Maybe it needs an opportunity! Or maybe I have this opportunity."

Li Qingqing shook her head and asked Zhao Xu: "Zhao Xu, have you practiced cursive calligraphy?"

"I've practiced it! When I was young, my dad forced me to learn a lot of things. However, I voluntarily learned calligraphy. I remember that the old man who taught me at that time claimed to be a master of calligraphy. But I haven't heard of his reputation before, so I must have fooled my dad."

"No! Your father was very rich at that time. How could he ask such a poor teacher to teach you? The person he invited must be the master of calligraphy. It's just that some people disdain for fame and fortune!" Li Qingqing said with a clear analysis.

Zhao Xu frowned at his wife Li Qingqing and said, "Even if I know calligraphy, I can't be the only one who can tell that someone is dancing a sword in the calligraphy. At that time, at the auction house, there must be many calligraphy experts."

Li Qingqing said: "They may know calligraphy, but they may not know martial arts! You also said that this set of martial arts may be hidden in this set of calligraphy."

Zhao Xu's eyes lit up when he heard this. He slapped his forehead and exclaimed: "Qingqing! Do you mean that only those who understand calligraphy and martial arts can see the tricks in this calligraphy?"

"It must be!" Li Qingqing nodded with a charming smile on her lips.

Zhao Xu hugged his wife Li Qingqing in his arms and kissed her domineeringly.

"Um!..."

Li Qingqing wanted to struggle, but how could she be able to defeat Zhao Xu's strength? In the end, she fell into Zhao Xu's domineering kiss.

After the two kissed each other and separated, Li Qingqing said to Zhao Xu angrily: "I helped you crack the mystery. It would be fine if you didn't say thank you! You still bully me?"

Zhao Xu smiled and said to his wife Li Qingqing: "Qingqing, am I happy!"

"Okay! You guys are so cheap that you are still good at it. Go and take a shower! Go to bed early."

"Abide by the order!"

Zhao Xu grabbed his wife Li Qingqing's chest and ran away.

By the time Li Qingqing realized it, Zhao Xu had already run away.

Li Qingqing was both ashamed and angry, but she didn't expect that Zhao Xu became more and more presumptuous towards him!

But then again, she felt that living with Zhao Xu, the two of them lived more and more romantic life.

After taking a shower, Zhao Xu walked into the room with a bath towel around his waist.

He saw that his wife Li Qingqing had turned off the light and turned on the bedside lamp. He asked Li Qingqing, "Qingqing, are you asleep?"

"No, why?"

"I want to tell you something."

"What's the matter?" Li Qingqing turned her body over.

Zhao Xu didn't want to hide it from his wife Li Qingqing, and said to her: "Wang Ya asked me to come and see her. She also said that if I didn't go, she would come to her house to make trouble."

Li Qingqing frowned when she heard this and replied lightly to Zhao Xu: "You must have agreed, right?"

"Yes!" Zhao Xu nodded.

"Then you still ask me?" Li Qingqing was so angry that she shrank her head into the quilt.

Zhao Xu hurriedly jumped onto the bed. When he got into the quilt, he found that his wife Li Qingqing was secretly crying in the quilt.

Zhao Xu reached out to hug his wife Li Qingqing, coaxed her and said, "Qingqing, I don't want to lie to you, so I told you about this. I didn't expect it to make you unhappy."

Li Qingqing sobbed and said, "Zhao Xu, I just want to be an ordinary woman. We finally settled down and lived a good life together. Is it that difficult?"
Chapter completed!