"I'm just afraid that I'm a military general, if the poems I write are better than the three princes, hey, forget it."

As soon as these words came out, it was like thunder on the ground, and it exploded in the crowd in an instant

The envoys of the State of Wu can't wait to go up and fight Zhang Twelve for hundreds of rounds, what the hell is this, you also know that you are a military general, how can you be more powerful than our three princes

And what do you civil officials think, how do you think that Zhang Twelve thinks that he would be mad if he was an enemy of such a person and not be angry to death

Mo Li looked at Zhang Twelve at this time, and actually saw a little shadow of the master, he was not afraid of heaven and earth, and he was not afraid of the earth, this would not be the reason why the master accepted him as an apprentice

Emperor Tang had already seen Zhang Twelve's strength in stirring up the brutality, and he originally wanted to stop it, after all, the three princes of Wu Guo were on the other side, but he looked relieved, and thought forget it, young man, let them solve it by themselves, hehe, it's weird and good-looking, and look at it for a while

Under the moon gate on the side of the imperial garden, the poor palace maid swayed from side to side while shaking the snow while patting the falling snow on Princess Yilan with a handkerchief, and was in a hurry.

And Princess Yilan, who was lying under the door and looking in with her head exposed, watched it with relish, and the corners of her mouth grinned.

"General Zhang, shouldn't a soldier be bold and bold and make a poem, if you can, you will do it, if you can't say so many big things, aren't you afraid of flashing your tongue?"

The three princes of Wu Guo, who were uncomfortable by Zhang Twelve's words, were already impatient, he usually cultivated so well, and he was so happy and angry, he would be so out of shape, which shows how angry Zhang Twelve is

"Since the three princes are so invited, if you don't agree, it's a little too unkind, so I'll also write a poem, and I ask you to correct it."

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After Zhang Twelve said it arrogantly, he waved his hand at everyone, and found that everyone's reaction was not strong, and he was a little disappointed, will he cooperate

And what everyone thinks is that they have seen shameless people, but they have never seen such shameless people who invite you are too good at putting gold on their faces

came to the desk, dipped the pen in ink, and faced a blank piece of rice paper, Zhang Twelve was stunned for a long time and never put down the pen

Seeing this, the three princes of Wu pouted, and the envoys of Wu directly showed a sneer, hehe, I can't write it

The people of Datang covered their faces even more, which is too embarrassing, although they are in a group, they can only support it silently in their hearts

"General Zhang, don't be embarrassed if you can't write it, you're just a general, poetry, if you can't write it, everyone can understand it, not everyone can be as civil and military as our three princes, haha"

The envoy of Wu reminded him "kindly" beside him, and the one who smiled was called a bright one

For his incitement, although others were angry, they couldn't say anything, because all of this was chosen by Zhang Twelve himself, and he couldn't blame others

They can only comfort themselves in their hearts, but fortunately, this General Zhang is just a military general, and it will be over if he is laughed at, if he is a civilian official, this can be regarded as a discredited person

Princess Yilan at the side door looked at Zhang Twelve frowning and holding a pen, clenched her little hand, and the whole person seemed to be even more nervous than him

At this moment, Zhang Twelve was thinking.

Because when he said the sentence "close your eyes and write a basket", he didn't expect that he would really appear, so he didn't think about what to write in advance.

So now he is thinking about what kind of calligraphy and what kind of poem to use to slap his face this time, so that he can hit it fresh and refined, and he can play it cleanly

I didn't think of a reason for the pain in my brain, Zhang Twelve was heartbroken, and I just wrote a book about Wang Xizhi

Zhang Twelve, who had made up his mind, began to put down his pen, and under the gaze of a group of people, the pen walked the dragon and snake, chic and natural, and in a moment, he had already made a poem.

After finishing the work, Zhang Twelve did not put down the brush, but thought about it for a while, and then picked up the pen again, and after a while, a poem had already appeared on the paper.

Looking at both sides of the paper, a line of grass, a word of poetry, Zhang Twelve blew the brush, almost got a mouthful of ink, quickly put down the brush, smiled and said, "Offering ugliness, offering ugliness"

Everyone was already stunned by what he had done, and the speed was too fast, looking at it, it was clear that he had composed a poem and a poem, which was shorter than the time for others to compose a poem

Is he serious, won't he be chasing ducks to the shelves and dealing with business

Emperor Tang couldn't hold it back, Zhang Twelve had already surprised him, and he hoped that he could also bring a miracle this time, although he also knew that the difficulties were a bit big

"Hiss"

The moment he saw the poem, Emperor Tang gasped, frowned, and then looked carefully.

By the time he had finished reading all the poems, his face had changed from shock, surprise, and surprise to surprise, and then he glared at Zhang Twelve fiercely, and retreated to sit down.

"Wu De, bring the poems to the two of you to comment"

"Yes, Your Majesty"

A group of people were as confused as the second monk, and they didn't know what Emperor Tang's reaction was, and Zhang Twelve was also confused, didn't he write well enough, why did he stare at me

Hey, don't guess the emperor's thoughts, don't guess

The two of them were originally sitting, but after seeing the handwriting on the rice paper, the table was even more exaggerated than that of Emperor Tang, and they immediately stood up, looking respectful, and their eyes became pious.

Everyone was completely confused, what the hell was going on

The two of them stared at each other for a long time, and then Lu asked Lin and Lu to speak first, "This poem is written in a line, such as flowing clouds and water, chic and elegant, with delicate bones, beautiful dot paintings, and extremely rich artistic beauty within the size." Regardless of horizontal, vertical, point, apostrophe, hook, fold, pinch, it can really be said that the pen is very good. Each word in this poem has a different posture and turns freely. And this word is used in cursive, although there is no line of writing Zhou Zheng, but beautiful and healthy, floating like floating clouds, like a frightened dragon old man studying calligraphy for decades, unprecedented to see before General Zhang this talent, when everyone is called if General Zhang has time, the old man also hopes that General Zhang can come to the cold house, pointing"

Lu Ranglin's comments were too high, and he directly said that Zhang Twelve was comparable to everyone, and asked him to point out that he was the pinnacle of literati

And everyone Fu on the side has also withdrawn their gaze, staring at Zhang Twelve with burning eyes, his eyes are complicated, it seems to contain all kinds of threads, staring at Zhang Twelve This old man is hairy in his heart, it won't be a gay

After a long time, Fu everyone spit out a sentence

"I'm not as good as him"

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