In front of so many people, these eight princes actually said that they were calligraphy spicy chicken?

The minister on the side couldn't help but laugh.

Wei Zheng also snickered, and silently said in his heart: Chen Guogong, Chen Guogong, you dare to provoke the eighth prince? The old man's butt still hurts, can you have a snack?

Hou Junji hurriedly said: "Everyone, everyone understands!" I didn't say anything bad about the Eighth Prince! ”

"But you look down on people!"

Li Chengfeng said disdainfully: "What? I'm a six-year-old kid, can you look down on my calligraphy? Do you have the ability, let's try to compete? ”

"What are you trying to do?"

"It's better than calligraphy!"

Li Chengfeng is full of confidence and full of confidence.

Hou Junji rolled his eyes and thought: The Eighth Prince is indeed very smart, but calligraphy is not something that can be practiced in a year or two! Some people are born with wisdom! But calligraphy, in addition to talent, also needs to be trained to achieve everyone!

The so-called water drop stone wearing, not a day's work!

Hou Junji thought about it carefully, I don't believe that with the old man's decades of calligraphy skills, he can't fight the six-year-old Eighth Prince?

After thinking about it, Junji smiled and said, "Okay, since the eighth prince proposed to test calligraphy with the old minister, then the old minister will take this game!" The Eighth Prince, please advise! ”

"Okay, so what are the rules of the game?"

"The rules of the competition, naturally, are you and me, write a piece of calligraphy on the blank rice paper, and then show it to the ministers who are doing it! How about the judges of the ministers and then the selection of the winner? ”

"Yes, yes! So what about the stakes? ”

"Huh? Bet, bet on what? ”

Li Chengfeng smiled: "Of course it's gambling money!" 1000 gold in a game, whoever loses, who will give the winner 1000 gold, how? ”

Hou Junji panicked.

As we all know, the Eighth Prince is very fond of betting.

It is said that a few days ago, when he played chess with Wei Zheng, he won 900 gold from Wei Zheng, and Wei Zheng was trembling when he walked.

However, calligraphy is not a game of chess, so I don't believe that the Eighth Prince can really win himself in calligraphy?

So Hou Jun Ji said: "Okay, bet!" Lao Chen didn't believe that Lao Chen's calligraphy would not be as good as the Eighth Prince! ”

"That's not up to you, it's the ministers present who have the final say!"

"Okay, let's start the game! The old minister is here to be the referee! ”

Wei Zheng volunteered to be a referee.

The other ministers were immediately very interested in coming up, wanting to watch the calligraphy competition of Hou Junji and Li Chengfeng.

Originally, this calligraphy competition was attended by more than a dozen ministers and princes of the Tang Dynasty.

But Li Chengfeng and Hou Junji took the first step and came to a two-person calligraphy competition!

"Zheng Guogong, who do you think can be better in the calligraphy of the Eighth Prince and Chen Guogong?"

"This, the old man thinks, it should be Chen Guogong! Chen Guogong's calligraphy attainments are no less than that of the old man! And the words of the Eighth Prince, although he is talented and intelligent, calligraphy does need time to sharpen before he can become everyone! ”

"Haha, Zheng Guogong is right! The Eighth Prince is full of arrogance and never refuses to admit defeat! I'm afraid this time, he's going to hit a wall! ”

"Well, let's let the Eighth Emperor see what it means to have people outside the world, and there are heavens outside the sky!"

Wei Zheng smiled, then picked up two pieces of white rice paper, handed one to Hou Junji, and one to Li Chengfeng.

Wei Zheng said: "Okay, why don't you start, the calligraphy competition between the Eighth Prince and Chen Guogong is about to start!" The rules of the competition are: two people write their own calligraphy, and the ministers present will judge it! Whoever the ministers support, then stand behind whom! ”

"Alright, it's game on!"

As soon as Wei Zheng's voice fell, Li Chengfeng picked up the ink pen on his left hand, and with a few clicks, he wrote four big characters on the rice paper: God rewards diligence!

At the moment of writing these four words, Li Chengfeng deliberately used the art he bought from the system: Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy.

Yan Zhenqing is a calligrapher of the later generations of the Tang Dynasty, and he has not yet been born at this moment.

Moreover, Yan Zhenqing is dignified and majestic, and the calligraphy aura is elegant, and the calligrapher Liu Gongquan is called 'Yan Muscle and Willow Bone', which is a famous calligrapher in later generations.

At this moment, Li Chengfeng directly let 'Yan Ti' come out, which must be the first person in the world to calligraphy after the sage Wang Xizhi!

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When Wei Zheng and others saw Li Chengfeng scribble a pair of calligraphy with a few brushstrokes, they felt that Li Chengfeng definitely didn't understand what calligraphy was, and then scribbled on it.

Seeing this, Wei Zheng and the others couldn't help laughing, after all, they were still too young.

Hou Junji was also calm, with a smile of victory on the corner of his mouth, and slowly wrote four big words on the rice paper in front of his desk: Tang Shengshi!

"Eighth Prince, have you finished writing?" Wei Zheng asked.

"Of course it's done! You can start to choose the calligraphy of this prince and Chen Guogong, who is better! ”

"Okay, then, please please move your steps and go to observe the calligraphy of the Eighth Prince and Chen Guogong! If you think someone is better at calligraphy, then you can stand behind them and show your support! In the end, the old minister will choose the winner based on who has the most ministers behind him! ”

After Wei Zheng finished speaking, a large group of ministers instantly surrounded him and observed Hou Junji's calligraphy.

In their opinion, Li Chengfeng is bound to lose, so first pick a good calligraphy to see, and look at the poor calligraphy, so that it must be a superior judgment.

Liu Zhenghui glanced at Hou Junji's calligraphy, and immediately clapped his hands and shouted: "Chen Guogong, good writing, good calligraphy!" The old minister admires, admires! ”

"Yes, Chen Guogong's calligraphy is full of spirituality, and he can really be described as a master of calligraphy!"

"Haha, you have won the prize, you have won the prize!"

Hou Junji was praised by the ministers, and his heart was naturally extremely happy.

However, when Liu Zhenghui and others saw the calligraphy in front of Li Chengfeng's desk.

Liu Zhenghui's eyes widened instantly, and his mouth opened wide as if he had seen a ghost.

After observing carefully for a while, Liu Zhenghui was silent, and then chose to stand behind Li Chengfeng.

The same goes for the rest of the ministers.

Several of them came to Li Chengfeng's side with great interest, originally wanting to see a joke.

How good can a six-year-old kid do with calligraphy, they think?

However, when they saw the four big characters on Li Chengfeng's rice paper, they all widened their eyes and opened their mouths dumbfounded.

Because Li Chengfeng's handwriting is dignified and majestic, extremely heavy, and three points into the wood.

Just these four words, 'Heaven rewards diligence', are like four mountain peaks, standing on rice paper.

All the ministers were shocked, and for a while, they were all shocked and didn't know how to speak.

And within Li Chengfeng's system, the voices of surprise from the ministers kept coming.

"Ding, the shock from Liu Zhenghui, naughty value +10!"

"Ding, the shock from the eldest grandson Shunde, naughty value +12!"

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