It wasn't until he saw this ink scroll that Wang Zihao finally understood why Yu Shinan and Chu Suiliang became so fascinated, and it could even be said that they were enchanted.

Because of this ink roll!

No, to be precise, it should be because of the three lines of black letters on this ink scroll!

I saw that line of small characters, the knot is tight, the strokes are closely interspersed, so that the width is particularly open, the bone is strong, the edges and corners are sharp, and the calligraphy of all dynasties and dynasties is really not similar to it.

Such calligraphy can be called self-contained, but it has opened a sect!

In fact, if you think about it, Liu Ti came from Liu Gongquan, and the era when Liu Gongquan was born was the thirteenth year of the Great Calendar when Li Yu was in power in the Tang Dynasty, which is more than 140 years later than now, and even Liu Gongquan has not been born yet, where did Liu Ti come from?

After more than 20 years of careful teaching in the clan, the calligraphy is very similar to Wang Xizhi's style, peaceful and natural, the gesture is tactful and subtle, and it is beautiful and healthy.

But speaking with a conscience, if you want to compare with these three lines of small letters on the ink scroll, it is not comparable at all.

At this moment, Wang Zihao only felt that his whole person was about to collapse, and the ridicule of the surrounding scribes seemed to be about to follow.

Lu Chaolin saw Wang Zihao holding the ink scroll in his hand, standing in place stunned, he couldn't help but feel a little strange, and said in his heart: "What's the matter with this Wang Zihao?" It's just one loss, there are five games left, and there is a chance to turn the tables, why are you suddenly stupid? ”

Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand and pulled Wang Zihao, and said, "Brother Zihao, Brother Zihao, what's wrong with you?" ”

While saying this, he also subconsciously glanced at the ink scroll that was pinched in Wang Zihao's hand.

"Huh?"

At this glance, Lu Chaolin's eyes were about to pop out, this, this is the ink scroll that the guy used to answer the question?

This, just such a beautiful italic word, is it better than a fart?

Originally, Lu Chaolin thought that he could already handle his words, but compared with the words on this ink scroll, he had the mind to wipe his neck and hang himself.

This Nima lost before he could compare, it's so embarrassing!

"Two, if you can't believe the three adults, then let everyone here evaluate it!"

Li Yuanba saw that the two people in charge of the five surnames and seven families were all stupid, so he simply took back the ink scroll from Lu Chaolin's hand, and even put away all the ink scrolls with Fang Cai Wang Zihao and others, and then handed them over to the scribes in the hall.

"You ......"

By the time Lu Chaolin reacted, his ink scroll had already been taken away by Li Yuanba.

……

As a member of the mother's family, the scribes who received the ink scroll naturally looked at Li Yuanba's ink scroll first.

"What kind of calligraphy is this kind of calligraphy derived from? How can it be so pleasing to the eye, just with this handwriting, even if it is compared to Lord Yu and Lord Chu, I'm afraid it's not too much, right? ”

"Yes, this little Kai bone is strong, and there is a faint trace of the two kings' bones, so calligraphy is used in the calligraphy competition, it is a bit overkill!"

A group of scribes passed Li Yuanba's ink scroll to each other, full of praise and amazement.

And when Wang Zihao and others opened the ink scroll and evaluated it, they were criticized as worthless.

"This book, when writing, the wrist is weak, the pen is crooked, you are writing regular script, not cursive, do you think you are Wang Xizhi?"

"What? You say it's a book, but how do I look at it like a book? That's too perfunctory, isn't it? ”

"There is no focus on the pen, the words only see their shapes, not their muscles and bones, even if they are fortune tellers, they are better written than this!"

This world-wide difference between good and bad reviews made Wang Zihao and the other eight people almost want to vomit blood in depression: How much hatred and resentment is this? As for insulting us like this?

After half a pillar of incense, when the nine ink scrolls were withdrawn from the hands of the scribes, Yu Shinan's brows trembled, and he said, "Do you have any results for the calligraphy of the second competition of the six arts?" ”

The representative of the scribes elected by a group of scribes stood up, he was an eight-foot-tall young man with a young man, I saw that he first saluted Yu Shinan, and then said: "Lord Yu, after the unanimous judgment of our others, the winner of this second comparison of calligraphy is the side of the Zhaojun Palace!" ”

"Well, well deserved!" Yu Shinan was also very satisfied with everyone's judgment, he directly waved his hand, and said: "The two competitions have been completed, and the Zhaojun Wangfu took the lead in winning the two competitions, and there are still four competitions left!" Please choose the subject of the third competition of the six arts! ”

This time, Li Yuanba will not give this opportunity to Wang Zihao and them, originally, the choice of the second comparison is equivalent to a friendly gift, this is the third comparison, why do you have to let it?

And Wang Zihao and they are exactly this kind of thinking, they have already let themselves twice, but their side lost both times, and they failed gorgeously. If you continue to be cheeky and add it again, if you lose again, the reputation of the five surnames and seven families will really stink on the street!

Therefore, Wang Zihao and the others are silent now.

Seeing that Wang Zihao and the others were like frosted eggplants, wilting, Li Yuanba showed a bright smile at the corner of his mouth, only to hear him say: "The third comparison, Yu!" ”

Manage!

Yuyi, in fact, is the skill of driving, including: Ming and Luan, chasing water songs, passing the monarch's table, dancing and chasing birds. Of course, the cart here can also be replaced with a horse, and there is currently no way to prepare a carriage for the fight, so the next best thing to do is to change the cart to a horse.

The competition of the royal art cannot be carried out in this side hall, but fortunately, there is a polo field in the backyard of the palace, which can be used as a place for the competition.

More than 70 people walked out of the side hall and walked towards the polo field in the backyard.

Perhaps the movement of the crowd was too great, and a group of civil ministers and military generals who were eating wine and feasting in the back hall next to the side hall walked out of the back hall in a swarm.

When they saw that these people were all walking towards the backyard, they were all stunned.

"I said, lord, where did you go? I've been looking for you several times, and I'm about to have a few drinks with you? Cheng Laoyou, who was drunk and full of the smell of wine, grabbed Li Xiaogong's arm and said.

"Poof!"

Li Xiaogong was sprayed by Cheng Biting Jin's wine, and he almost didn't catch his breath, he slapped Cheng Biting Jindi's big hand away angrily, and said, "How can you still drink as much alcohol as a drunk cat?" Go, stay put, there's something going on here! ”

"Oh, don't go......"

Cheng Yanjin didn't hold Li Xiaogong for a while, and was blown by the cold wind outside, he suddenly woke up a little, he watched a group of people in Wuyang Wuyang all walk towards the backyard, and hurriedly grabbed a person.

It's good to die, this person is still a person with five surnames and seven hopes, Lu Chaohang!

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