Wang's backyard study room.

An elderly man with gray hair is practicing calligraphy.

In ancient times, Orchid Pavilion was like clouds and flowing water, and now he is very satisfied with his calligraphy.

The man's name is Wang Min, and he is Wang Ke's father.

He is also the helmsman of the entire Wang family.

Wang Min looked at the words he had just written and was very satisfied.

He took out a seal from the brocade bag at his waist and pressed it on the end of the calligraphy practice.

The housekeeper standing next to me while helping to clean up, said: "If I practice the word "master" for a few more years, I will definitely be as good as the calligrapher!"

"Ha ha!"

Wang Min smiled.

"My calligraphy can only be similar in appearance at best. If I want to compare it with that of Lanting in artistic conception, it is still far behind.

By the way, while I was away here, I heard that a great monk came to our Boning City. I wonder if there is a chance to make acquaintance with him."

Wang Min put away his seal and said.

At this time, there was a rapid knock on the door.

Wang Min frowned slightly and said displeased: "Who?"

"It's me, father, and I have something urgent to come to you for!"
Chapter completed!