"Last time, you watched the willow character by the Wudao River and created your own willow font, what is the object of this font this time?" one person asked.

Fang Yun was silent for a moment, and said: "I admired Yan Sheng because of reading "Yan Zi", Yan Sheng's holy way is like a high mountain in front of me, so I understand this font, so it is called Yan Ti. ”

Everyone was stunned, although this statement is rare, it is indeed not strange, and there is a precedent.

"Yan Ti, okay! Fang Xusheng is a little restless, I'll return it as soon as I wait for the rubbing. ”

Fang Yun smiled helplessly, Sai Xiaoyu didn't even ask if he agreed or not, for fear that he would reject them.

This level of calligraphy works, even if it is rubbing, has a very high collection value, and the calligraphy printed in the workshop is far inferior.

The two great Confucians and scholars showed their own magical powers, and they did not use ordinary rubbing methods, but directly used their talents as the medium to rub them onto the page.

Sai Xiaoyu was the most extravagant, and he directly took out a holy page and printed the shrunken text with talent.

Although the text of the holy page rubbing has become smaller, it has more charm than the rubbing of ordinary paper, and even faintly has the sword edge and sharpness of Fang Yun.

Everyone was stunned that the words printed on the holy page had such power.

When Ling Guao saw this, he also took out a holy page and rubbed the four characters.

After everyone finished rubbing, they still looked at the plaque and continued to discuss and communicate.

After a while, both the Holy Courtyard and Kong Cheng appeared and flew here.

Fang Yun looked at it casually, and couldn't help but be stunned, there were more than thirty green clouds, and a small number of Jinshi or Hanlin champions, Yan Yukong was among them.

The number of rising clouds is increasing.

Many women looked up at the front, constantly shouting softly, and a few women even whispered the names of those who approached, all of whom were people of Kong City.

This time, no one is all soldiers, but there are still some worries. After all, it happened suddenly, and I don't know what kind of storm will brew.

Sai Xiaoyu swept the people who came at random, and then said: "These people are all people who love calligraphy, you don't have to panic, what to do, disperse." ”

The women hesitated, and then looked at Fang Yun together.

Fang Yun is the master of this place in their minds.

Fang Yun smiled and nodded, "It's getting dark, some people want to go home, let's go now." As for those who live in this place. Go buy some tables, chairs, melons and fruits to eat, I think, this women's academy will be very lively in front of it. ”

All talents wake up like a dream, Fang Yun's face can attract Confucianism, and it will inevitably attract other calligraphy masters, the plaque can only be placed here, and those people can only come here to see.

Yang Xunlou hurriedly said: "I am responsible for this matter, sisters, you must not fall into the prestige of our Women's Club today!"

The women were excited. They all realize that today may be an opportunity for the growth of the Women's Society.

So, Yang Xunlou began to direct the women of the Women's Club to arrange the scene, and those women who were supposed to go home also stayed here. Don't miss out on such an event.

After a while, those steady clouds descended one after another, and many readers greeted one after another, and Yan Yukong came over. smiled: "Why do I always think that the source of your face is nonsense?"

"I'm serious. "Fang Yun is serious.

"I'll come to see the words, Li Fanming's guys are also coming. Tonight, I'm afraid there will be no quiet here. Yan Yukong glanced at the broken door frame. Don't care about anything else, walk quickly to the plaque and look at the four characters of Yan Ti.

The sky continued to fall, and soon after, horse-drawn carriages continued to approach in the direction of Kong Cheng and the Holy Courtyard, and scholars arrived here one after another.

When many people arrived, their eyes were like fire, as if they were snatching treasures, and they approached quickly, staring intently at the plaque.

The sun sets, the night falls, but the lights in front of the women's academy are bright, and the night pearls are held in the air by the power of scholars or Confucians.

The front of the academy is no longer empty, many tables and chairs have been placed, and many people have gathered together to eat and drink and discuss after reading the plaques, and they are in full swing.

Confucius City is the largest city of the human race, and it is also the city with the most readers, and the humanities level is very high at the beginning, but I don't know who spread the falsehood, saying that Fang Yun held a calligraphy meeting in the Women's Academy, and created the world's first regular script, and the readers of the entire Confucian City couldn't sit still.

The Fang Yun Kaiwen Conference alone is enough to attract many people, and the gimmick of the world's first regular script is even more attractive, coupled with the four words of the Women's Academy, those who don't want to see calligraphy want to see the excitement.

At night, from the sky, the road from Confucius City to the Women's Academy is covered with dense torches, like a spark dragon moving slowly, dozens of miles endlessly, quite spectacular.

The plaque was placed on the table, but there were so many people that everyone couldn't see it from a good angle.

So, after a Mojia scholar asked Fang Yun, he personally took action, held the Luban ruler, and threw it lightly, and saw that the Luban ruler became larger in the wind, and finally turned into a hundred-zhang light ruler suspended in the sky, emitting a faint white light, forming a trumpet-shaped light mask.

Subsequently, a large amount of timber flew out of the warehouse of the Women's Academy.

After the wood entered the light range of Lubanchi, it was quickly deformed, and a large number of wood chips fell gently like snowflakes.

Shaped wooden components flew to the back of the broken gate, quickly forming a majestic new door.

"Offended!" After the scholar of the Mo family finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the plaque that read "Women's Academy" flew into the air, and finally landed on the main entrance of the academy, firmly nailed to it.

The people who came here never talked about the Women's Academy, only the words "Women's Academy", and now that the main gate is completed, everyone is silent.

More and more people came from Confucius City, and the total number of people in front of the main gate of the academy had exceeded 10,000.

Under the illumination of the lights, tens of thousands of people were silent, and the scene was quite strange.

Sai Xiaoyu coughed lightly and said: "Today, only talk about calligraphy, not anything else, if someone makes waves, it will be the enemy of our calligraphy court and painting academy!"

"What Xiaoyu Daru said is extremely true, today is only about calligraphy!" Wang Minghan, the head of the calligraphy court, then spoke, as a descendant of the half-saint Wang Xizhi, his words were final.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Xiaoyu is right, today's women's literary meeting, only talk about the face and body, regardless of anything else!"

Some people hidden in the shadows suddenly frowned, and finally sighed helplessly, although the calligraphy court and the painting academy cannot be compared with the four holy pavilions and the halls, but they still have huge power, after all, every scholar has to practice calligraphy and learn painting.

The atmosphere at the scene eased slightly.

Suddenly, Li Fanming's voice came from a carriage that had just arrived: "Fang Yun, is your face created because of "Yanzi", or is it for Yan Yukong?"

After a moment of calm, the hall burst into laughter.

"A dog can't spit out ivory in his mouth!" Yan Yukong was said to be like this, and he blushed angrily.

"Dirty!" Fang Yun glanced at Li Fanming, who had just gotten out of the car, angrily.

The slave fell to the ground laughing, out of breath.

The inkstone turtle trembled with laughter, and suddenly stepped into the air and fell off the table with a thud

The first technical test of the mobile game "Confucianism and Taoism" will be conducted today, and this test is only open to the Android client, IOS users need to be patient. For specific details, please pay attention to the WeChat public account rudao2016.

This time, you don't need an activation code, you can download it and play. The next test Apple will be able to play.

(To be continued.) )