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    In the evening, Chu Chen greeted Meng Yi and others who were about to return to their respective rooms, then closed the door of his room and quickly took out the note that was suspected to be written by Zhang Huoni.  "Finally I can read it!" Chu Chen chuckled, poured himself a cup of tea, and after taking a few sips, he opened the note and started reading slowly.  The notes were written with a brush, in block letters, and were very neatly written. They were very different from the handwriting of Zhang Huoni that Chu Chen had seen before. If it weren't for the fact that a little trace of Zhang Huoni's pen could be seen between the lines, then the notes would be very neat.  Coupled with the word "note" on the inner wall of the paper mallet bottle, it was difficult for him to imagine that this note was written by Zhang Huoni.  In addition, the contents of the notes have nothing to do with porcelain. When Chu Chen read it from beginning to end, he basically wrote about romance and emotions about life. If he didn¡¯t know better, he would have thought it was written by a young literary man.  s things.  At the end, Chu Chen couldn't help but feel strange. With such a note, he couldn't tell what secrets were hidden in it. Could it be that this was not written by Zhang Huoni at all, or that the author of this note was indeed Zhang Huoni.  But the note written on the inner wall of the bottle is not this one?  Chu Chen frowned and thought for a while, and then felt that since it was a secret, it would not be easy to find out. Now the words in the notes were all written vertically, so he was going to try it again to see if it would work if he read it horizontally.  What a discovery.  Next, he patiently and carefully read the notebook over and over again, but was disappointed to find that there was still no clue at all.  "I don't believe it anymore!" Chu Chen breathed a long sigh of relief and prepared to read it again at an angle.  actually.  In doing so, he was treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, which he didn't expect.  When he saw the last page, he really had to formulate a sentence "Why don't you try it with fire?"  "Why don't you try it with fire? What does this sentence mean? Is there something else hidden in this notebook?" Thinking of this, Chu Chen read the notebook inside and out again, and found that this is what it is now  The thickness of the paper made it impossible for there to be anything inside the cover, which made his face look puzzled again. Is it necessary to burn this notebook to find the secrets hidden in it?  Chu Chen was a little excited when he thought about it, but he immediately thought that if this sentence didn't mean what he thought, the thing would be burned out.  Then there is nothing.  "What does it mean?" Chu Chen thought while flipping the paper unconsciously. After a while, he came back to his senses and decided that since there were hidden dangers, he should put the matter aside for a while.  So, he lowered his head and was about to put the notebook away, when suddenly, he noticed.  There is a place on the blank paper behind the note that seems to be a different color than the page with writing next to it.  Originally, Chu Chen thought it was because of the dampness and didn¡¯t think much about it.  But just when he was about to close the notebook.  An idea flashed in his mind, and a possibility suddenly occurred to him, and he quickly turned to that page again.  After careful examination, I discovered that the colors were different.  It vaguely looks like it has a certain shape.     and.  Not only on this piece of paper, but also on the following four blank pages, this phenomenon also exists.  "Could it be that these papers are written with invisible ink and can only be revealed after being roasted with fire?" Chu Chen thought excitedly.  Speaking of this, some friends may think that invisible ink is magical. In fact, invisible ink is very easy to find in our lives.  For example, go to the supermarket and buy a fresh lemon, then squeeze out a mixture of lemon juice and water to form a solution, pour it into a pen and write on the paper, and then let it dry.  If you want to make the words visible, just place the paper on a desk lamp and bake it.  Of course, this is a very simple convenience. In Chu Chen's memory, there is another somewhat troublesome method. If you want to reveal yourself with this method, you have to bake it with fire.  Specifically, first prepare a small bottle of 0.1 mol/L cobalt chloride solution, and then use a water-dipped pen or brush to write a "secret letter" on white paper with good water absorption.  A dilute solution of cobalt chloride is light pink, so write the cobalt chloride solution on paper. After the paper dries, there will be almost no color visible on the paper.  Note that this is almost the same. If you look carefully, you may still find differences. Especially the notebook in Chu Chen's hand has experienced decades of time, and the paper has become oxidized and yellowed, so if you look carefully,  Be more conspicuous.  If you want to read something written with this ink, you only need to bake the paper on the stove, or slightly heat the letter paper on the flame of an alcohol lamp. The cobalt chloride hexahydrate on the letter paper will dehydrate and become  Blue cobalt chloride shows a blue "?"Letter". After reading it, just spray a little water mist on the letter paper, and the blue words on the letter paper will disappear again, and the content of the letter can still be kept confidential. After discovering this, Chu Chen immediately wanted to go downstairs to buy an alcohol lamp  , but think about it again, it¡¯s almost 11 o¡¯clock in the evening, where can I buy an alcohol lamp now? Although it¡¯s okay to use a candle, the candle will smoke when it burns, and the paper will be blackened in the end.  , Chu Chen considered that the birthday banquet was scheduled for tomorrow night anyway, and he had time to buy the alcohol lamp during the day. Moreover, it didn't matter if he didn't have time tomorrow, since the things were already in his hands.  It was impossible to become a cooked duck and fly away After a peaceful night, the next day, after breakfast at the hotel, Zhu Dafu took Chu Chen and others to his boxing buddies in Jinling.  After Meng Yi introduced him to his boxing friends, the two discussed boxing techniques for a long time. By the time they returned, it was almost three o'clock in the afternoon. Although this delayed Chu Chen's affairs, he started from today's discussion.  In the middle, he figured out a problem that had stuck with him for a long time, which greatly shortened the time for his boxing breakthrough. It was a great harvest. He returned to the hotel to get the gift, and the group of people drove to the destination without stopping.  After driving for more than an hour, he stopped in front of a rather ordinary-looking Jiangnan residential house. Chu Chen got out of the car and saw a pink wall in front of him, several houses, and thousands of green bamboo poles dancing in the clear shadows.  . It is said that this place used to be a wasteland, so the old man followed the example of the sages in the village to open up the wasteland, plant orchards, plant bamboo, pine, mulberry and peach, and devote himself to the study of poetry, calligraphy and painting. Nowadays, the place is full of beautiful trees, which is very pleasant.  Shen Yuexing is such a paradise. "Brother Zhu, Brother Meng" At this time, Mr. Ling's son Ling Qingli was standing at the door to greet the guests, and there were several people standing beside him.  The young men and women should be Mr. Ling's juniors. (The characters in this book are all fictitious. Please don't match your names. Thank you for your support!) "Brother Ling" Zhu Dafu took the lead and greeted him, and then there was a while of greetings. "  Brother Ling, I came here uninvited today, so please forgive me!  "Meng Yi smiled and expressed his apology first. Ling Qingli laughed and said: "As the saying goes, it's a joy to have friends from far away. You are very welcome to come to our family. What's so good about this"  Afterwards, everyone chatted for a while, and seeing other guests coming from behind, Zhu Dafu quickly said: "Brother Ling, let's go in first and say hello to the old gentleman.  " Ling Qingli agreed with a smile, and then asked a young man next to him to take everyone to visit Mr. Ling. Walking into the courtyard, looking around, there are tall pines and mulberry trees, emerald green, and a group of houses hidden in the bamboo forest.  The environment is really beautiful. Because the weather is still cold and it is evening, and Mr. Ling is old, he is still resting in his room.  Seeing that there is only one table, one chair, one bed, and two cabinets in the room, it is simple and simple, indifferent and poor. If I didn't say it, I would really think that I have entered a poor family. I have been content with poverty all my life, despising fame and fortune, focusing on art, and paying no attention to the things outside me.  It was unimaginable not to enter his room. Just now, the old man was reading a book. When he saw everyone coming in, a smile appeared on his face. Seeing this, Zhu Dafu quickly stepped forward and bowed to the old man respectfully.  : "Master, I'm here to wish you a happy birthday.  " Ling Lao said with a smile on his face: "Dafu, you are so busy at work and you are in the capital, and you still come to see me. You are really thoughtful.  " Zhu Dafu said with a smile: "I just drink tea and go shopping every day, there is nothing to be busy about!  Besides, you are ninety years old, and I have to come here even if I am at the end of the world!  " Mr. Ling laughed when he heard this, and then others hurriedly came forward to say hello. When he heard that Chu Chen was Mr. Liu's disciple, Mr. Ling said with a smile: "Xiao Chu, how is your master's health?  " Chu Chen quickly replied: "His body is very strong. He also asked me to send you a message, wishing you blessings like the East China Sea and longevity as long as the Southern Mountains.  " "Okay, okay!  Brother Anren (Lao Liu¡¯s nickname) is interested!  "Ling Lao said with a smile. "In addition, he also asked me to bring you a congratulatory gift.  "With that said, Chu Chen handed over a calligraphy and painting brocade box he was holding. Ling Lao took the brocade box with a smile and asked, "Oh!  Xiao Chu, I wonder if you can reveal whose work it is?  " "It is a five-character poem in running script written by Wang Duo.  "Chu Chen replied with a smile. "What!  "Ling Lao was slightly startled when he heard this, and then became a little impatient.He said sternly: "Then I have to appreciate it first!" Ling Lao's calligraphy achievements are inseparable from his study of other people's calligraphy. Among them, the one that had the greatest influence on him was Wang Duo's running script.  and cursive writing.  At that time, he sought to integrate the herbal methods of various schools, especially to adapt the herbal methods of Huai Su and Wang Duo.  Because he has a deep understanding of Wang Duo's cursive script, he is afraid of following the same old path and making it difficult to create something new again.  So, he went against the grain and made changes, and finally formed his current calligraphy style.  (To be continued)
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