The chief called, but Su Langzhong didn't seem to hear it, he just stretched his neck, and his eyes were firmly locked on the paper. also subconsciously set aside a maid to occupy the favorable terrain for viewing.

Wang Duan was angry and stopped squeaking.

Hu Shilang snickered and gloated:

"Feng Cheng, read it out."

However, the little fat man also did not respond. The brain melon tilted with Dong Shu's pen, and his mouth opened to stuff a big steamed bun.

The faces of the two bigwigs couldn't hold back, and the rest looked at each other.

Hell yes!

Could it be that the boy didn't write, but drew a soul-sucking talisman?

Boys and girls whispered and speculated.

Dong Shumin couldn't sit still, so she stepped forward to take a look. Immediately took a half step back, covered his mouth with his hand and let out an exclamation, his eyes widened.

But she didn't like to read and write, and she was far less affected than Feng Cheng and Su Langzhong, so she was stunned and asked:

"Xiao Shu, your dog is ...... Why is it so beautiful? “

He Lang smiled:

"Shumin, you read it to everyone."

Miss Dong nodded, looked at the desktop, and said:

"Heaven and earth are yellow, and the universe is desolate. The sun and the moon are shining, and the sun and moon are shining. The clouds make rain, and the dew turns into frost......"

Rumble......

The students were ignorant, and the officials blew up the pot first, exclaiming, rhyme!

They have been influenced by classics since childhood, and they feel that the words and phrases have suddenly grasped the key points in their hearts. Although it has not been unfolded, it has laid out a magnificent momentum and led to infinite expectations......

Wang Duan said slowly: "The pen is extraordinary, I don't know what is going on?" “

He Lang laughed:

"From the universe to the stars, to the clouds and rain, the next may be the world. The student cultivates immortals, and is starting from today's peach and plum banquet, seeking the way of heaven and proving immortality......"

In the Qin Heavenly Prison, only Hu Shilang knew Feng Cheng's origins. I think a few simple words will not make the family study and well-informed little fat man lose his temper, and said:

"Shumin, please hold up the written words and show them to everyone."

After a dozen breaths, a snow-white rice paper three feet long and two feet wide was written and taken away by Miss Dong. Feng Cheng silently laid another one, and Su Langzhong was silent. The cooperation is very tacit, as if it has become a pair of study dolls.

Dong Shumin lifted the piece of paper and slowly lit it up at the two main tables.

Oh......

The world is in chaos.

The table shook, the dishes "clanged", and the "plop, plop" overturned several. The rest of the people left the table one after another and ran to the front to take a closer look, and they couldn't tell that you are from Zhou and I am from Huaguo......

The three adults who sat alone, Wang Shangshu, He Shangshu, and Hu Shilang couldn't cry or laugh, knocked on the table and shouted, "Come back, be quiet."

The calligraphy on the paper is indescribably elegant and beautiful, so that these old scholars who are immersed in this way can't find a single flaw. The divine soul soared to heaven all at once, and his heart was overflowing with joy and freedom......

They don't know that the content of this "urgent chapter" work is taken from the lost "Thousand Character Text" in ancient times, and the writing comes from the first sage of the ancient book - Wang Xizhi.

"Thousand Character Text" was ordered by Emperor Wu of Liang in the Northern and Southern Dynasties to select 1,000 non-repeating Chinese characters from Wang Xizhi's calligraphy and compile them into rhymes by Zhou Xingsi.

When Xintianyou was a few years old, he went to study in the virtual realm, starting with the "Three Character Classic", then reading the "Hundred Family Names", and then it was the turn of the "Thousand Character Text", which was the most familiar.

The work he uses is the first facsimile excavated from an ancient tomb of the Liang Dynasty during the high-tech era. The use of double hook ink filling, perfectly replicated Wang Xizhi's brushwork charm. In the past, when I exercised my spirit, I often wrote "Thousand Character Text". This afternoon, the catalogue of the books in the inventory of the Qin Tianjian was compiled in the same font as the text.

He is no stranger to calligraphy, but he practices it less. Through an afternoon of pen practice, I basically mastered the performance of the brush. The ancients wrote on the elbow because the table was low and had to be done as a last resort. After the Tang Dynasty, it was mostly replaced by lining the elbow and hanging the wrist, unless the characters of the bucket were to be written.

But Xintianyou's control of his body is so wonderful that it's not a matter at all.

Double hook filling is still used, that is, the outer shape is accurately outlined, and then the middle is filled. It is the same technique as the word "ark" drawn with his fingers in Furong Village a few days ago. But I can't stand the movement more and more proficient, faster and faster. Even Feng Duan and Su Langzhong didn't see the clues, thinking that they would be able to do it with a wave.

The first book saint in the ages, with the first rhyme in the ages, the name is easy to play?

Dong Shumin slowly pulled the piece of paper in front of the students, only a few dared to come forward to observe, and the rest screamed "ahhhhh Like Miss Dong, they are still young in the WTO. I only know that it is good, but I don't know that this is the pinnacle of the world.

Dong Shumin jumped to the pavilion on the left, held a banner and showed it to Bai Ling'er, and said happily:

"Sister Ling, look, Xiao Shu wrote it."

Bai Ling'er pressed her hands on the strings, swept the young man in white with her wonderful eyes, and said:

"Shumin, ask for a word for me."

Dong Shumin grinned and said:

Xiao Shu is very stubborn, but he can't guarantee that he will get it. I still kept the sticky notes he used to write, which were ugly, similar to earthworms crawling and dogs shaving water. Why don't you just take it away......"

Hu Shilang was anxious, coughed heavily, and desperately lost his eyes at Zhang Qishi in the pavilion on the right.

Zhang Zhizhi understood, stood up and arched his hand:

"Miss Dong, Dong Shu is the librarian of Qin Tianjian, and anything written during working hours belongs to me. If you take this picture away, the article will not be complete. ”

As soon as he heard this, Wang Duan's face changed drastically, and he completely forgot the identity of Shangshu and shouted.

"Miscellaneous servants? How can it be a handyman? ”

Hu Li smiled and said:

"Lord Wang, there are too many talents in my prison, and Dong Shu is indeed a miscellaneous servant. If you work diligently for five or six years, and don't arrive late or leave early, it's still possible to be promoted to 'work'. ”

Wang Duan was speechless, leaning back in his chair with a dull gaze, and rubbing his temples with his hands.

Bai Linger didn't know that Dong Shumin's "before" was ten days ago, and thought that when Dong Shu was a child, he wondered what kind of magic font "earthworm crawling" and "dog shaved water" was, and muttered:

"Shumin, since Qin Tianjian wants to keep it, don't fight. The original heart of the child is the most rare, so why don't you give me the sticky note. “

Dong Shumin grimaced and said:

"That's not going to work, I'm ashamed of him. Don't worry, I'll write another one later...... Hmph, dare not write, see that I don't beat him! ”

After speaking, I walked into the pavilion on the right.

Zhang Zhishi carefully took the rice paper and placed it flat on the stone table in the pavilion, and the other four people were busy surrounding and admiring it.

A clever man saw that the boy was still writing, and the ink of this painting was not dry, so it was not easy to stack it for a while, and he wanted to blow it with his mouth. Others pushed him away, for fear of losing the glyph.