It's not because he praises him that he roars out. Slightly out of shape.

Because of the word.

After more than a year of hard work, I don't know how many brushes I wrote, and now Zheng Lang's writing has become very impressive. Until today, it is like a piece of jade, like a Qilan hidden in a deep valley, Yang Yuzhen in the deep boudoir, and finally blooms with dazzling brilliance in front of the world.

At the beginning, Zheng Lang chose the word rice, which was an extremely correct choice.

Mi Dian worships the stone, Mi Dian snatches the inkstone, Mi Dian deceives the law, and Mi Dian makes fake paintings to fool people, but everything he does is unbridled and free in the rules, with a scribe's demeanor, naïve and rotten. And the life encounters are not bumpy, they can be regarded as growing up in a honey pot, and there is no sadness.

Zheng Lang loves collecting, painting, words, stones, and all beautiful handicrafts, and his appetite is greater than Mi Dian. I don't like to be too restrained.,The surname is free and easy.,No one around.,Sometimes it's very innocent and kind.,Sometimes I like to do something rebellious.。 There was some suffering in the previous life, which was self-inflicted. Not to mention this life, I want money and money, I want love, I love too much, the love of seven mothers. May I ask the future generations, which good young man can enjoy the maternal love of seven mothers?

The fate is not too bitter, and he is also a well-fed young man.

The two not only have surnames, but even their fates are so similar!

This also created his ability to absorb rice calligraphy.

Even if he drinks wine, with his current level, he may not be able to write four or five points of rice taste. It's barely four points.

But enough.

Fourteen lines of books are free, like flowing water, and the book arrives at the end of the mind. In particular, every word is full of that kind of mellow and lively meaning, which makes people feel that it is a good horse galloping, powerful and powerful, proud and noble, and full of beauty.

Fourteen words, in one go, after Liu Zhizhou cheered, he almost came to Zheng Lang's side, and kept touching the air with his hands. Of course, it wasn't Zheng Lang's calligraphy that had surpassed him at this time, and he wrote very well, but he might not be able to convince Liu Zhizhou. I am impressed by the generosity and novelty in calligraphy!

As far as calligraphy itself is concerned, it is also very good. The calligrapher in front of me is not a master calligrapher in his thirties and forties, but a twelve-year-old child. Before writing, everyone ridiculed, and even a suspicion arose in his heart.

"New font!" He muttered again.

He is not Zheng Lang's uncle, he has seen how many of everyone's calligraphy, he has never seen this kind of calligraphy, he can see some traces, and he has some demeanor of the two kings, especially the overall structure, which is very similar to the words of the two kings. But no, it seems that I can find some shadows of everyone in the Tang Dynasty.

Who taught him this calligraphy?

No!

If someone could write this new style of calligraphy, they would have been famous all over the world, could it be the young man himself...... Figure it out yourself?

The thought struck him like a bolt of lightning in his heart, if so...... A twelve-year-old child reads through everyone's calligraphy at home and creates a new style that is still so good and expensive? Think about how many people have been trying to find a new way of calligraphy since Ou Chu Yanliu, but they have not succeeded, and finally have to return to the path of recruiting their ancestors. But a twelve-year-old child is about to do it. This...... This...... Big deal!

Except for the people nearby, the people behind can't see it. I don't know what the Zheng family's loser wrote, but after making Xinzhizhou applaud, he felt as if he had lost his soul. Then I saw several elders nearby, one after another, as if they had lost their souls, trying to touch them in the air.

In fact, this line of poetry seems to be simple, far more clever than the poem written by Gao Yanei, and when he splits a sentence, he explains the cause, place, and time. But it is very natural, unlike other people, so they start with a surprise sentence, which seems abrupt. These people didn't pay attention, they were all looking at calligraphy.

This aroused people's curiosity, but the poem was so long that it could not be circulated for a while, so it was squeezed forward. Or the military officials are very sensible, and let the officials enclose the nearby arch, so as not to let the people interrupt Zheng Jiazi's train of thought.

I faintly feel in my heart that this Xinzhizhou's unintentional flower arrangement may become a real elegant thing.

And I am also happy, Zheng Jiazi has a close relationship with his third son, the dragon is matched with the dragon, the phoenix is matched with the phoenix, and the mouse mouse is matched with the hole, if the Zheng family is in the limelight this time, it will be more or less able to correct the name of his third son.

Zhu Shaochun said: "Brother Lang is going to correct his name this time. ”

It's not that Zheng Lang wants to correct his name, it's how much of a sensation his reputation will cause! The correct name is their brothers, if they want to cooperate well, they will change it in the future, and they will ascend to heaven with them.

"That's right, otherwise why do I have to call Brother Lang here?" Wu Saburo said triumphantly.

"Yes, don't be complacent, you guys will learn from our family in the future, read more books, write more. Look at how bad your reputation has been for my lord! Si'er said unevenly. For more than a year, my little master has been subjected to too many unfair discussions and eyes. It's these brothers, corrupted.

"Yes, yes," the teenagers said, nodding their heads.

Zheng Lang only wrote one line, which made Xinzhizhou lose his temper like this, and he has a bright future, and he doesn't know what kind of future he will have in the future. Prime Minister Mennu Sanpin Official, this little girl is close to Zheng Lang, and she will be very good in the future. It's better not to offend early.

Zheng Lang didn't know all this.

In my previous life, I almost couldn't even eat when I played with collecting, and in this life, I suffered from the white eyes for more than a year, and I developed a good attitude of not being shocked. Other people's opinions are not very concerned, so I devote myself to this word, this poem.

After writing the first line of the poem, he continued:

"The four wild fathers came to celebrate, and the eight directions were handsome. The boy is too much of a guardian of love, and he is stationed in the pen to draw jade pulp. When the festival is warm and warm, it is the time of Cai Shui potpourri. Just go to the great poetry meeting of the prosperous era, that is, use the gap to make a rough outline. ”

So far, the poems are stable, and it cannot be called the point where the poems in the high government are not enough. But some people secretly made a comparison, at least a little stronger than Gao Yanei, and there is something to say! It can even be said that it is done in one go, and there is no blockage in it.

But looking at this posture, a long axis that has dragged on for such a long time, only accounting for a very small amount, is the beginning of this poem. Judging from the content, it is only a small start, that is, using the chasm to make a rough outline. I haven't gotten into the topic yet. Good or bad, only when he finishes writing the poem can he make a fair evaluation. But the word!

Originally, Zheng Langruo wrote the skill of three into nine of the rice body, but at this time, the strength of the wine gradually set up, coupled with the mood full of pride, he broke through again invisibly, and he could barely say that he could write four out of four. The writing is becoming more and more palatable.

There were officials guarding him, but the big people in the neighborhood were all standing beside him, and they liked it and crowded closer. It was also noon, and it was a little hot, Zheng Lang didn't realize it, and unbuttoned the shirt outside, revealing the undershirt inside and the chest meat of the small half-white flower.

In the past, it was called unseemly and debauchery. But at this moment, almost no one had such an idea. Some people actually think that they are young, but they faintly have the demeanor of a romantic person in the Wei and Jin dynasties.

Zheng Lang's writing was also rising at this time, and he shouted: "Wine." ”

It's said to Si'er.

But at this time, Liu Zhizhou was fascinated, made a move, regardless of his identity and advanced age, respectfully picked up the wine jar, made an almost offering action, and handed it to Zheng Lang. Zheng Lang didn't refuse, took a big sip of wine, and handed the wine jar to Liu Zhizhou. Liu Zhizhou was like a student again, carefully putting the wine jar behind him.

Ordinary people don't know many words, but it doesn't mean that they are ignorant.

Seeing this action of the new Taishou, boom! All at once the battalion was bombed up.

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