Until he finished writing, Chen Yi only then came to his senses.
He looked at that lyric work on the Yunsong paper, those individual characters either large or small, simplified or cursive, extending continuously like a painting and unified as a whole.
"So it could still be like this."
"The Minor Accomplishment Realm of the Way of Calligraphy not only guides the improvement of calligraphy, it is also the artistic conception of the Way of Calligraphy, only I had not discovered it previously."
"Moreover, not only can I rely on fortune to elevate my realm and gain profundity, I can also make progress through my own comprehension."
Just like this time, the qi generated within his body from the Great Spear Stance Cultivation had unexpectedly connected with the will of heaven and earth while he was writing, giving his characters a trace of divine charm.
Thinking this, Chen Yi looked over that lyric once again, then lifted his brush to write the lyric title "Qing Chun Ze - Graceful Spirit Ode" on the right side of the lyric work, and inscribed words such as "Randomly brushed by Chen Qingzhou on a spring night in Year 21 of Anhe" on the left side.
He felt not the slightest bit that there was anything wrong with composing a lyric for a woman other than his wife.
After all, graceful young ladies are a gentleman's good mate, and a worldly man like him naturally would not have any stirrings.
On the contrary, Chen Yi looked at the lyric work, which was splashed and natural throughout, and was extremely satisfied.
"With the Ode to the Luo River Goddess before and the Graceful Spirit Ode after, it is equivalent to Cao Zijian and me splitting eighty percent of the literary talent in the world."
Of course, this was merely his wishful thinking.
Cao Zhi composing a poem in seven steps relied on his own literary talent.
He was able to write the "Graceful Spirit Ode" apart from some well-matched flat and deflected tones largely because of his emotional stirrings.
If he were to be made to write another similar one, he feared he would still only be able to act as a porter of "Three Hundred Tang Poems and Song Lyrics".
However, aside from "beauty", what was even more brilliant about this lyric work was still his calligraphy.
"Now my attainments in Wei Qing script should belong to a contemporary master."
"It is time to learn other scripts, running script, cursive script..."
Just as Chen Yi was pondering, a gentle knock came from outside the door.
Followed then by Wang Lixing's voice: "Son-in-law, the Chou hour is already more than half past, you should practice your stake training."
Unawares, it was already four in the morning.
Chen Yi gave a response, placed the "Graceful Spirit Ode" on the table, and got up to go out.
"Brother Wang, have you been guarding outside the garden for the whole night?"
"Military duties are on my person, so I hope the Son-in-law will excuse it."
"No matter, no matter, I was just asking casually, let's go..."
Xiao Die heard the sound, woke instantly, and scrambled out of bed to dress neatly.
Upon seeing that Chen Yi and Wang Lixing the two had already walked far away, she could not help slapping her face in self-reproach.
"Xiao Die, oh Xiao Die, the Son-in-law has already gotten up, and you are still sleeping in."
"I punish you with preparing breakfast well for the Son-in-law. Moreover, after the Son-in-law practices martial arts, his body will definitely sweat, so you must also prepare bathwater and clean clothes."
While making plans, Xiao Die tidied up the writing brushes, ink sticks, inkstones, and paper on the desk.
Upon seeing the poetry and prose content on the messy paper, she looked through them one by one, her bright and spirited eyes fixed on that "Graceful Spirit Ode".
Do not look at how she only read books for five years together with Xiao Wan'er and her articles and learning were not considered high; she was already able to read and understand the meaning of lyric works.
Otherwise previously, she would not have understood after reading that lyric "Entering the Xiao Household" composed by Chen Yi that the meaning of the poetry and prose was "the Son-in-law still wants to escape the Xiao family".
Therefore, when Xiao Die finished reading "Qing Chun Ze - Graceful Spirit Ode" word by word, a trace of astonishment immediately surfaced on her small face.
"...Jade steps, jade trees, like you, rare in the human world. Startling the Guye immortal of old, sighing the Luo River is idly hymned, the Chishui is chanted in vain... Even with ink and wash it is hard to paint the bones, illuminating alone through the ages the desolate Chu sky."
"Graceful Spirit Ode, Graceful... Could it be that the Son-in-law saw the Eldest Miss last night?"
In certain aspects, Xiao Die was still very smart.
Especially associating Chen Yi appearing at that outer wall of Jiaxing Garden, combined with the two characters "Graceful Spirit" in the lyric work, the figure of Xiao Wan'er surfaced in her mind.
And in her heart, the only person who could match the beauty described in this lyric work was the Eldest Miss.
Even the Second Miss Xiao Jinghong, um... was only on a par.
Thinking thus, Xiao Die almost threw the lyric work out, her little heart pounding frantically, only feeling that she had discovered a heaven-shaking secret.
"Oh heavens, the Son-in-law and the Eldest Miss... No, no, it's that the Son-in-law feels towards the Eldest Miss... Neither can it be, nor is it."
Xiao Die instantly felt her brain was not enough to use.
Thinking back and forth, that small face of hers revealed a trace of resoluteness, "Xiao Die saw nothing, and cannot speak of anything to the outside."
Only thus would the Son-in-law not suffer punishment from the Eldest Miss because of this "anti-lyric".
"That's right, Xiao Die knows nothing, Xiao Die doesn't know..."
Muttering to herself, Xiao Die tidied the desk, and very thoughtfully placed "Qing Chun Ze - Graceful Spirit Ode" at the very bottom, lest it be seen by others.
What she feared even more was for it to be seen by the Second Miss in the future... Would the Son-in-law be beaten to death?
Chen Yi on the other side did not know Xiao Die's inner conflict at all.
He was currently following his previous plan, concealing his own martial arts natural talent.
In order not to be seen through by Wang Lixing, he did it very carefully.
Either his movements became deformed during the stake-standing process, or he only had the framework without any effect.
And the condition that most frequently occurred to him was that his breathing rhythm was incorrect, coughing twice from time to time to interrupt the stake cultivation.
"Son-in-law, today your stake training is much worse than yesterday's," Wang Lixing could not help speaking out:
"Are you troubled in your mind and unable to clear away distracting thoughts?"
Chen Yi feigned deep thought, smoothly nodded, and with his face also revealing some slight apology, said:
"It's probably because I didn't rest well last night, I always feel unequal to the task, my breathing is short, and my body feels somewhat weak and fatigued."
Wang Lixing looked him up and down and frowned, saying: "Son-in-law, it should be that your physical depletion is too great, coupled with the fact that yesterday's stake-standing hours were too long without timely replenishment."
Hearing this, Chen Yi blinked. Was this saying his body was weak?
He had not expected Wang Lixing to look thick-browed and big-eyed, yet be so covertly vicious with his mouth, actually saying his body was weak.
Flesh can be borne, what cannot be...
Bear it! He must bear it!
Thinking of his own plan, Chen Yi dryly laughed and said: "Perhaps so. How about we just practice up to here for today, and later I'll have Xiao Die prepare more to eat, and see if tomorrow will be better."
Wang Lixing hesitated for a moment, and nodded, saying: "That's fine as well."
"However, martial arts cultivation requires unremitting diligent practice. It is like sailing against the current; one day without practice is nothing, two days is also fine, and after three, four, or five days, no matter how high the cultivation base is it will regress, let alone..."
Although the words were not finished, his meaning was already thoroughly expressed-without hard work one cannot achieve success in the martial path.
"When I have rested well I will definitely make it up."
Seeing it thus, Wang Lixing could only helplessly bid farewell, and straightway leave Chunhe Garden.
Chen Yi watched Wang Lixing walk far away, and wiped a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.
Fortunately he left early, a little later and he would have given the game away.
In fact.
Because yesterday he had elevated [Martial Dao Body] to entry level, today as soon as he practiced the Great Spear Stance Cultivation he directly entered the state.
Had it not been for his timely reaction and cough interruption, the tendons, bones, and skin on his body would all have simultaneously emitted heat, generating a trace of qi to jointly train the five viscera and six bowels.
"Having too high a natural talent is also not a good thing."
Thinking thus, Chen Yi opened the panel and directly added "Martial Dao Body" to the Minor Accomplishment Realm.
Immediately some abstruse and profound Dao intent appeared in his mind, resembling a lake shrouded in mist, waiting for him to peek into its secrets.
"The remaining two points of fortune should be kept for now; once the body is tempered well I can set about practicing the Collapsing Mountain Fist..."
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