Zhang Hei female, actually pronounced as Zhang (zhāng) Hei (hè) female (r incarnation), pronounced as Zhang Heru.
The inscription on Zhang Hei's calligraphy first appeared in the Epitaph of Zhang Hei's Woman, which is called Epitaph of Zhang Xuan, the satrap of Wei Nanyang, also known as Epitaph of Zhang Xuan. This monument was built in the first year of Putai in Northern Wei Dynasty. The original stone has been lost, and now only the rubbings of the old collection of He Zizhen in Qing Dynasty are left. He Zizhen, a calligrapher in the Qing Dynasty, commented: "There is no evil in dividing seal characters into kai characters, but there is no comparison between rough and refined." The "People's Bank of China" on the fourth set of RMB that we are familiar with now belongs to "Zhang Hei Niangzi".
The epitaph of a black woman:
Epitaph of Wei Nanyang You are mysterious and black, and you are from Nanyang Baishui. The descendants of the emperor. Yesterday, in the middle period, I became a shepherd for Zhou and Yin. He made peace with Han and Wei Situ. Don't be smart just because you hold a candle; There is no fake water, so it has been cleaned. Bing secretariat, official department minister, Yuan Zuhe. Ancestors, backbone generals, Xinping satrap. Father, General Tomoko, Ursaka. The so-called words make the world shine. You are endowed with the pure essence of Yin and Yang, including the five elements. Elegant and curious, knowledgeable and profound. Xie Brown, assistant minister of Zhongshu, except Nanyang Taishou. Since Wei Yan was caught, he still added wind to the grass, which made people happy, just as fish like water. Fang wants to wing China and seize the emperor's room. What a ghost without simplicity, a philosopher like a fighter. In the thirty-second year of the Spring and Autumn Period and the seventeenth year of Taihe, he stayed in Xiaoyi Lane, Chengzhong Town, Puban. Wife, daughter of Hebei Jinshou. Life is a great reward. Is the treasures set each other off, and the jade quality is uneven. In the first year of Putai, in the year of Xinhai, Ding You was buried in the east of Puban City in October and the first day. You were enlightened at the end of your life. God gave you a clear message, and his words became a trajectory. He suddenly died. When people mourn together, they weep in the distance. So I published a poem to recite: Lan Zhou, Fang Gan. Ye qu, rooted in. I met Han gloriously. Germany flies with the wind, and the rain is scattered. Thanks to Stephen Chi, time flies. Not only wither tung branches, but also promote good wood. Sanjiang wails, Sichuan wails. Pain Mao Qun, sad feather family. There is no dawn in the mourning hall, only dim light in the grave. Xiantao Songhu, * * * Sleeps at the Spring Gate. Always follow the trend and be famous for your style.