"Your Majesty, Wuji began practicing calligraphy at the age of five, and it has been nearly eleven years since then." I replied respectfully, but the corner of my eye fell on Ouyang Xun and Yu Shiji, but these two calligraphers still had no conclusion, holding the handwriting of this son and whispering there, I don't know whether to praise or criticize there.

Yang Guang asked some questions casually, and I answered cautiously, it didn't take much effort, then Ouyang Xun and Yu Shiji finally finished the review work, and handed over the handwriting of this son to Yang Guang.

"Two Aiqing, what do you think?" Yang Guang asked while admiring the calligraphy work in his hand.

After Ou and Yu glanced at each other, Ouyang Xun was the first to speak: "Your Majesty, the minister thinks that the calligraphy of the eldest grandson Wuji, the pen is like a seal, plump and majestic, the body is broad and magnificent, and the bone strength is strong, which is really a rare and good product. If it is tempered over time, it can be a generation of masters. ”

And Yu Shiji also went on to say: "The minister looks at his book, although the pen is still a little immature, but the point is like a falling stone, horizontal like a summer cloud, hook like Qu Jin, Ge like a crossbow, vertical and horizontal elephants, low and ambitious, since Xi, dedication, there is no such book." ”

As soon as these two contemporary calligraphy characters came out, it can be said that the palace was in an uproar, and even Yang Guang couldn't help but be stunned. {}{Small} said that 3w.ybdu finally did not lose his temper on such a big occasion.

Yang Guang also admired it for a long time, so he nodded very pertinently. "I can't imagine that Wuji can have such pen power at such a young age, and it is rare to get these two calligraphers to praise them so much...... I hope you can continue to work hard, and in the future, I will be able to appreciate your hand-me-down. ”

Hearing this, I first gave Yang Guangbi a long and respectful look: "Your Majesty's expectations are exactly what Wuji wants." Wuji thanks the two elders for their comments, Wuji knows that he has many shortcomings, and he will practice diligently......"

Yang Guang glanced at the nobles in the hall with great interest, and said loudly: "I came to Brother Wang's mansion today to celebrate Brother Wang's birthday, but I don't want to, it is really fortunate to be able to see the demeanor of the two young heroes of our dynasty. Reward Yang Shidao 100 horses, give a brocade robe, and a set of four treasures in the study. ”

"Reward the eldest grandson Wuji with a hundred horses, give a brocade robe, and a set of four treasures in the study. Wangru and the two are diligent ......"

Under the envious gaze of those nobles of the Sui Dynasty, I thanked Yang Guang for his reward with Yang Shidao, turned around and walked towards the outside of the hall, and when I reached the door of the hall, I paused, and seemed to have just remembered a major event and turned my head to look at Duan Wenzhen.

This old guy saw me stop at the door of the hall and look back, he was stunned at first, and his face became ugly, it seems that this old guy is not a kind person, he has already guessed my intentions, but unfortunately, what can I do?

"Mowgli has seen his uncle." Ignoring the surprised gazes of everyone in the hall, even Yang Guang and others, I walked straight to Duan Wenzhen's desk and bowed deeply.

Duan Wen Zhenqiang stood up with a smile and raised his hand to help. "The virtuous nephew doesn't have to be polite, I can't imagine that the virtuous nephew is not only talented in poetry, but also writes such a good hand, the old man is very comforted, presumably under the nine springs of your father, it should also be blind, right?" When the last few words were spoken, Duan Wenzhen's voice gradually lowered, and his eyes blinked at me quickly, it seemed that this old man wanted to soften.

It's a pity that Ben Gongzi didn't have the mood of being sad and sad and waiting for the other party to repent. Now I'll give you a taste of the power of this son. Let you lose face in front of the world.

I took a deep breath, took a step back, and gave a deep salute again: "Since my uncle has already made a decision, although Wuji is young, he is also a shameful person, so for a dilapidated child like me who has nothing to do and nothing to do not let Duan Yiniang and his uncle be ashamed, Wuji has already written a letter of divorce, and asked his uncle to accept it, I hope that in the future, Yiniang's sister can find a good husband who can be Anbang and Wu Kedingguo." ”

After saying this, Ben Gongzi ignored the noise in the hall, took out the divorce letter that had been prepared a long time ago, and presented it with both hands.

At this time, no one in the hall could guarantee normality anymore, everyone was surprised and surprised, some people were curious, and some Xungui who should not deal with Duan Wenzhen showed a lively and gloating expression.

At this time, Yang Xiong, who was sitting beside Yang Guang, glanced at Yang Guang, who had a meaningful expression, stood up and shouted, "Wuji Xian, what are you doing?" ”

"Wuji knows that he is rude, and he asks his uncle to be lenient, just because Wuji has not been able to enter Duan's Mansion at all in the past few years, so he has no choice but to ...... here" I took a deep breath, didn't bother to pay attention to Duan Wenzhen, who was now numbly staring at Duan Wenzhen, who was handed the marriage certificate in his hand, and bowed respectfully to Yang Xiong, who walked over.

"Letter of divorce?" Yang Xiong was not polite, and after striding over, he snatched the divorce letter in Duan Wenzhen's hand and opened it to take a look, and couldn't help but be taken aback. "You ...... Duan Yiniang"

"When Wuji was young, my father and Uncle Duan made a family agreement for me and Duan Yiniang, but unfortunately my father died early......" Speaking of this, I couldn't help but choke up a little in my voice, well, of course it was pretended, Lao Tzu saw Duan Wenzhen's uncomfortable face like a serious fecal patient, and his heart was like pouring a big cup of sour plum soup on dog days, how refreshing it was.

But in order to continue the play, Ben Gongzi continued to show his extraordinary acting skills, imagining himself as Yang Bailao standing in the snowstorm and staggering with a red-headed rope. began to tell a lingering and scarf-making story, which made people sigh three times......

“…… Until the death of his father, Uncle Duan no longer came to the door, and on the day of the New Year's holiday, the mother often visited the old housekeeper with gifts, but was always rejected by the Duan family, and there were often cold words...... "At this moment, the hall is already silent, and everyone is listening to my father's affectionate account of his experience."

"The erector is talking nonsense, when did the old man do such a thing?!" Duan Wenzhen burst out with a loud shout, stood in front of Ben Gongzi, and roared. This old guy looks like he's going crazy.

Not to be outdone, I stared at this old guy and said coldly: "Wuji is not talking nonsense, my uncle can find your doorman or my eldest grandson's housekeeper to inquire, could it be that in the past few years, people from my eldest grandson's family have not come to visit, so my uncle doesn't think it's strange?" You can't get into the lower body, and you can go to my house to question? ”

"Duan Wenzhen, this is my brother's birthday banquet, Hugh is noisy, eldest grandson Wuji, you go on, I didn't expect that today, I would actually hear such things here as Brother Wang." Yang Guang's eyebrows were brought together, and his deep but not angry voice made all the noise in the hall fall silent again.

Where did Duan Wenzhen dare to stiffen his head, and hurriedly bowed down and asked for sin, but those resentful eyes stared at me with an expression of choosing someone to devour.