There are still a few days left before the children's exam, but Liu Xu is not panicked at all, anyway, the exam will not rely on himself at that time. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's a little ashamed to think about it." Liu Xutian thought shamelessly.

These days, in addition to practicing martial arts, he began to read books in a serious way, the reason is very simple, he wants to improve his knowledge, otherwise blindly relying on the system is not the way, and then all the hard-earned prestige will be used to buy a package.

"Anyway, I used to be a college student, why is this knowledge still 0 points." Liu Xu thought angrily.

[This system has detected that the user was a scumbag before, so the knowledge system cannot be opened for the time being.] 】

Liu Xu rolled his eyes, feeling that the books he had read for more than ten years before were useless.

[When you have nothing to do, play less, read more books, practice calligraphy, and experience the charm of literature, you will find ...... Or play merry. 】

"The mentally retarded system ......" Liu Xu scolded the system a thousand times in his heart.

After three days of Liu Xu's 'perseverance' of hard study, he finally gained 1 point of knowledge, but the knowledge system was still not opened.

On this day, Liu Xu directly secretly went to the antique street in Chuyang County with the authentic handwriting of 'Wang Xizhi' written by himself.

Don't look at this Chuyang County is not big, although the sparrows are small, they are complete, there are other places, Chuyang County has them, and the antique street is no exception.

Moreover, the antique street in Chuyang County is very lively, which shows that there are still many rich gentry in Chuyang County.

As soon as he entered the antique street, Liu Xu felt a strong ancient charm, and even there seemed to be a faint scent of ink in the air.

This time, Liu Xulai was wearing a black gauze hat, otherwise it would be bad to be recognized.

Both sides of the antique street are full of stalls, on which there is everything, such as ancient characters and paintings, ceramics and bronzes, which are dazzling and dizzying.

Most of the stallholders also covered their faces, and they let out a burst of shouts:

"The bronze sword during the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty was cheaper than cabbage, and now it only costs five taels of silver!"

Liu Xu sneered: "I haven't eaten such expensive cabbage yet." ”

"Yan Buqing's real work "The Moon Rises in the Sea", take it away for one or two silver!"

Liu Xu rolled his eyes, this is indeed a real work, because this Yan Buqing is a nameless person at all.

"The posthumous work of the strange man Chunyang Dao Chang "Mountains and Rivers Embroidery", take a look at it, and you can feel the wonder of Pang Zhenren without buying it!"

Hearing this, Liu Xu deliberately ran over to take a look, but it didn't matter if he didn't look at it, he was startled when he saw Liu Xu.

This painting of a pure Yang Daoist ...... It's unsightly, and the byline underneath is ugly.

How ugly is it? The words written by Liu Xu are half a catty and eight taels.

"Are you really the 'legacy' of the Pure Yang Daoist?" Liu Xu also asked.

The evil ghost who set up the stall smiled: "That's natural, this guest officer, I won't tell you, my great-grandfather and the Pure Yang Dao people are close friends, and this painting is indeed from the hands of the Pure Yang Dao people!" ”

The corners of Liu Xu's mouth twitched, did you buy such an ugly painting home to ward off evil spirits?

"Why do you say it's a posthumous work? The Pure Yang Dao people are dead? Liu Xu was quite interested in this Pure Yang Daoist, after all, what he cultivated was the exercises he created.

"No, if you're still alive, it's estimated that you're more than two hundred years old." The young man who set up the stall laughed.

Liu Xu nodded, turned around and left.

"Hey, guest officer! If I don't sell it to you cheaper, I will only charge you fifty taels! This is the deeds of the pure Yang Dao people! ”……

All kinds of shouts filled the antique street, but it added a hint of copper smell.

There is even a person selling the 'inscription' of the hero Liu Jiuri of Chuyang County!

Liu Xu ran to take a look, was happy, and said secretly in his heart: "My words, how can they be so good-looking." ”

These people sell real and fake, but none of them are returned, which is why the stall bearers are masked.

Especially those who specialize in fakes, they change their outfits almost every day, and they set up stalls in different areas every day.

Liu Xu casually found a corner, and then took out the original handiwork of 'Wang Xizhi' that had been framed in advance.

"Ancestral ancient words, thousands of years difficult to appear, now penniless, sell words to survive!" Liu Xu tore open his throat and directly used a trace of vitality.

Suddenly, Liu Xu's shouting could be heard almost all over the street, and many people also gathered around, and there was even some people who set up stalls.

"Tsk, this is the real stall man, just shout, the whole street can hear it." Some of the stall setters nodded in appreciation.

"That's right, it's a model for my generation."

But when everyone saw the framed words in front of Liu Xu, they all fell silent.

Many of these people are collectors of ancient characters, and when they savor these characters, they can't move their feet.

This character is different from any font of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but it looks extremely comfortable, and faintly, it seems that you can feel the majestic atmosphere between the words.

A song "Sleepwalking in Taishan and Leaving Farewell" is vividly expressed under Wang Xizhi's authentic handwriting, and everyone can almost see the majestic Taishan through these words.

"Good word! Good word! This character has a unique style, its own style, but it has reached the pinnacle, and it can be called the work of a grandmaster! I have collected calligraphy and paintings for so many years, and it is the first time I have seen such wonderful words! An old man with gray hair sighed as he touched his beard.

"It's written "Sleepwalking in Taishan and Leaving Farewell", isn't it from Li Taiqing's hand?" Some people also asked.

Another white-haired old man shook his head and said, "I have been fortunate enough to see Li Taiqing's authentic handwriting, the two fonts are not the same style at all, but this character is not worse than Li Taiqing's......"

"Brother, which master is this word from?" Someone asked impatiently.

Through the black gauze hat, Liu Xu looked at this group of people with bright eyes, and began to secretly rejoice in his heart, not afraid that the words were not good, but afraid that no one would know the goods.

"This word was handed down by my ancestors, and this is the only one, and I don't know which master it came from." Liu Xu replied indiscriminately.

Who wrote this word? He wrote it himself, of course!

"Didn't your ancestors have rumors of this framed lettering?" The gray-haired old man asked.

This kind of character is the first case in the thousand years since the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, so they are very curious about who made it.

"Those who can write this kind of characters can be called calligraphy masters! No, it's the saint of calligraphy! Someone commented without hesitation.

"I'm going to ask for that!" Some people even began to threaten to cover this word.

"Let's listen to what this little brother has to say." Only the white-haired old man looked very indifferent, but in fact, his heart was more excited than anyone else.

If this framed character is really the only one, then it is unique in the world, and even more valuable than the words of the legendary calligraphy god Ouyang Xun, and the significance of the collection is far beyond imagination!