The camel finished the poem with a blank face, and then removed his finger and wrote a few words beside it: "Came to him." ”

"Yes, it's got a bit of verve. Zhu Gantang praised it and didn't continue.

This is the daily practice of the camel, he wrote and wiped, wiped and wrote, wrote the three articles before he stopped, wiped his hands, and walked aside.

Zhu Gantang has been watching him write, and his expression shows obvious appreciation.

After he left, he said loudly: "Yuan Nanfeng's calligraphy is never passed on, and his calligraphy is easy to learn and difficult to master, and he can't write such a charm without being taught by hand." ”

He turned around and asked, "Where did you pick this person from?"

"The service craftsmen in Nanyue clashed with the Fengchun people outside Lulin Town, and I saved my hand. Xu Wen said truthfully.

Moreover, this person is not a simple temporary post, he has learned many people's words, which can be called inclusive, and finally integrated into one to form his own style. The muscles and bones are hidden in the fluent, and the steepness is not lost, extraordinary, really extraordinary. Zhu Gantang looked back again, his mouth full of appreciation.

He is a master of contemporary calligraphy, and when he sees this kind of good calligraphy, of course, he is happy to see it.

"It's also because I'm familiar enough with Yuan Nanfeng that I can see a little clue. If you change someone else, most of them don't have this ability. Zhu Gantang said a little complacently.

In these days, ordinary people don't have many opportunities to get educated, let alone practice such a one-handed calligraphy.

This must be a person who has received a formal and high-end long-term education to do so.

Don't say anything else, there's no way, where can I find so many copybooks to learn?

The origin of the camel seems to be really extraordinary.

However, the attitude he put on just now was obviously a refusal, and he didn't seem to want others to pay attention to his background.

Fortunately, Zhu Gantang didn't ask, and after admiring the words written on the mud for a while, he went back and took a set of four treasures of the study and asked Xu Wen to hand it over to the camel.

"Such words, even if they are just the finished product of practicing calligraphy, are too pitiful to be gone. If you can, try to keep it as much as you can. Of course, it also depends on his wishes, and there is no need to force it. Zhu Gantang's words were full of love for talents, and Xu Wen was a little moved when he heard it.

The camel seemed a little surprised when he took the set, and he stroked the soft paper, expressing his affection, as if he had not touched it for a long time.

After a long time, he nodded briefly to Xu Wen and accepted the things.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next morning, when Xu Wen went out, he saw that the camel was meeting with Zhu Gantang outside, and the camel handed over a stack of papers to the other party.

His face was still expressionless, but his overall aura was very soft.

Xu Wen saw Wang Yiding in a blink of an eye.

Last night, he had more or less dealings with the other chiefs, but this long-known young squire had not met him face-to-face or said a word.

At this time, Wang Yiding was facing away from him, facing a wall in a daze.

Xu asked how long he watched it, and he was stunned for as long as he wanted.

He was holding a porcelain bowl in his hand, and the contents of the bowl were obviously not finished, but the hand with which he was holding the chopsticks stopped and did not move.

This is...... What's the problem?

Xu Wen stared at him for a while, and didn't bother.

The five chief officials elected by the imperial court have different styles and different directions.

Now Xu Wen has some understanding of the others, and the only one who is unpredictable is this one.

Born as a small worker, he stood out from countless top craftsmen with a single drawing, and completely changed his fate.

What is the legendary Ink Art Hall like?

Also, it happened to be seen when the emperor was on his patrol, was this really a coincidence, or was it intentional?

Xu Wen only thought about these things for a moment, and then put his thoughts back.

No matter how well others do, it is their own works that have a decisive role in the end.

Just do your own thing.

The next day he built the framework of the whole city and began to build houses on it.

This is the simplest job, and it is also the most familiar to the craftsmen of Nanyue.

Hammer line, bricklaying, plastering...... They work extremely smoothly, and the only thing to note is that everything is very small, and it takes a lot of care and attention to detail.

They have also done hot samples before, and they only need to roughly draw a shape, and the meaning is enough.

But this time, Xu Wen is more demanding, like making a finished product, and every detail needs to be very in place.

The craftsmen of Nanyue know that this is a major matter related to their own fate, and they are all honest, and they will do whatever they ask, and they will do it, and they are not negligent at all.

At the same time, the other groups are also showing their strengths.

The most conspicuous is Liu Wange's group, whose disciples build a long stone platform, and do not put it on brick by brick like ordinary craftsmen, but put them vertically one by one and arrange them neatly.

If Xu Wen sees it here, he will definitely think that this arrangement is not dominoes?

When the disciples were arranging the bricks, Liu Wange sat next to him and watched with a smile.

When all the disciples were lined up, he walked slowly with his hands behind his back, walked to the front brick, bent down, and gently pushed it with his index finger.

The brick fell head-on, knocking down another piece some distance from it.

The second knocked down the third, and the third knocked down the fourth......

Descending in turn, all the stone bricks were knocked down, and when the last brick fell, a miracle happened.

The penultimate brick lay flat on the pedestal, and the penultimate brick, which had one end resting on the penultimate one, now snapped and lay down against the edge of the first.

Then, the sound of karta and bla rang out one after another, and all the uneven bricks in front of them were re-arranged. In the end, the entire brick platform was as smooth as a mirror, and it was almost impossible to see the gap in the middle.

"Hahahaha!" Liu Wange laughed happily.

"Master, is there any point in your old love to do this? A middle-aged man with a five-square face beside Liu Wange said with a serious expression.

"It's fun. Isn't it fun? Why are you so upright and boring!" Liu Wange complained, "And Sanhe soil can only be good tomorrow, and today is relatively empty." ”

Near them, another group of apprentices was smashing dirt. This is a necessary process before the use of Sanhe soil, even if this batch of new soil, it will take at least a day.

The flower sample played by Liu Wange's group will be seen by the chief judge, but before today's inspection, Jing Nanhai first received a bill about the use of the new Sanhe soil yesterday.

He glanced at it and asked unexpectedly, "The second group of the Inner Pavilion, there is no leader, why?"

He flipped a few pages forward, and was even more surprised: "Lao Sanhe didn't get it, so what did they use?"