Chapter 467: The Book Becomes a White Goose

Wang Xizhi has seven sons and one daughter, except for the eldest son Wang Xuanzhi Boyuan died early, the rest are famous calligraphers in Chinese history, especially the youngest son Wang Xian's son Jing and the fifth son Wang Hui's son You, who is superior, as for the sixth son Wang Caozhi and the fourth son Wang Suzhi are inferior. Of course, relatively speaking, with Zhao Gao's current talent, it is still easy to see that Wang Caozhi is a C-level historical figure, and Wang Suzhi is a D-level, both of which belong to the kind that the plot world is reluctant to discard.

"It turned out to be Shiro and Rokuro of the Wang family." Zhao Gao was not reserved, and jumped directly from the carriage without opening the door curtain. The so-called true celebrities are self-efficacious, and after reaching a certain extent, part of the etiquette is a floating cloud.

In fact, in terms of identity, although Zhao Gao can be regarded as having a knighthood, compared with the towering tree of the Wang family, it is at most a small seedling. He even believes that in this specific plot world, as long as the word "king" of the Langya Wang family is stained, I am afraid it is already at the level of a plot character, and he can't really estimate how huge the power of the entire Wang family is.

Wang Xie is now recognized as a super-noble clan, and even the children of the royal family are trying to intermarry with him, and the Meng family, who only occupies a ruined county, is a bit exaggerated to say that it can't be on the stage at all, but it is very appropriate to accompany the last seat.

But Zhao Gao's informal words and deeds this time obviously won the hearts of the Wang brothers. If they talk about respect, they have seen too many respectful people in their lives; If it is rude, it is often encountered in a proud and humble scholar. But if Zhao Gao's weightlifting attitude is as light as a floating cloud, it can be regarded as getting the true inheritance of the bamboo forest, and with his outstanding bearing, it complements each other and makes people feel like a spring breeze.

Of course, if they knew that in the Land of the Gods, Zhao Gao had been instructed by experts in etiquette and image design for such a simple action, and had practiced it thousands of times in the special space-time nodes of the Land of the Gods, which was not at all the external natural expression of his own temperament but a mechanical repetitive expression, I don't know if he would be so angry that a mouthful of old blood would spurt out.

At this time, of course, the two of them didn't think so much, and when they saw Zhao Gao saluting to themselves in a graceful manner, they were unusually ashamed of themselves in their hearts, and hurriedly returned the salute as a world brother. Unconsciously, the two of them had already acquiesced in the identity of Zhao Gao and themselves at the same time.

"Meng Lang, please forgive me for being abrupt." Wang Caozhi obviously remembered the poem that Zhao Gao had just recited, he carefully recalled it twice, that is, the more aftertaste, the more flavorful, at this time he actually took a step forward, eagerly grabbed Zhao Gao's hand, and asked anxiously, "What is the name of the poem just now?" But Meng Lang's new work? ”

This question was actually quite rude, and Zhao Gao quietly pulled his hand out. In fact, he knew that this kind of behavior was actually quite close, and it was normal for men and men to sleep together in this era, but being held by a middle-aged man like this was an awkward thing for him after all.

"This is a puppet of an immortal in the mountains, and the servant has a fate, in Bei County for three days, parting made this article, the name of the article is 'Bei County Xunyang Jiang Bei Mengshi'."

Zhao Gao didn't put this article on his head, in fact, it was very easy to be debunked in the eyes of experts, not to mention that there was a possibility that the will of the world could be hindered within the scope of the rules. But if it is someone else's gift poem, it is completely different, on the one hand, try to avoid the fact of plagiarism, on the other hand, there is also a faint self-restraint - the poet gives poems and sings, obviously regards Zhao Gao as a friend who is in line with his interests, this means, how can it not be read by someone with a heart?

"I can't wait to see him!" Wang Suzhi immediately beat his chest, and he also came back to his senses, the meaning of this poem is not a fairy but also a god, and the feeling of amazement is overflowing at this time.

"Wang Lang doesn't have to be annoyed, there may not be no chance of meeting again." Zhao Gao smiled, and then stretched out his hand to make a gesture of please. At the moment when they were talking, the servants in the Meng Mansion had already set up their tents in the field. The overall style of the tent is still consistent low-key luxury, and every utensil and ornament has been extremely simple under the advice of professionals, even if the Wang brothers have extraordinary vision, they can't help but whisper praise.

It was too late for the explorers or pioneers of the past to find a way to strengthen themselves, and who would pay attention to how shocking these seemingly useless things would play on the ancients?

Or even if they thought about it, they probably wouldn't have the financial resources to do it all. In order to achieve this, Zhao Gao's points spent in the Land of the Gods are still a trivial matter, and every tool in the plot world is personally instructed by him, and then piled up with plot silver.

Sitting down in the account, Zhao Gao had unconsciously occupied the advantage on the field, he barely said a word, and the intoxicating morale had deeply impressed the Wang brothers.

There is no way to disagree, this is the accumulation of thousands of years of aesthetic ability, and the Wang brothers are difficult to resist even if they are talented, and it can even be said that the higher the ability of aesthetic taste, the easier it is to fall into it.

"Servants are not talented, and the meaning of the Lang gentlemen coming from afar is also known." Zhao Gao didn't wait for the two of them to speak, and said with a direct smile, "When that god man was far away, it was inevitable that he would leave this skin in the world, so he gave me the personal Dannu. The daily production of Dannu is quite limited, and the quality is also different from the mud, the day before yesterday there was an occasional boutique, the servant did not dare to enjoy it exclusively, thinking that the prince was a servant of the county neighbor nobles, and quite a good Dan Dao, so he dared to serve it. ”

"Sure enough, it's an immortal elixir, and it lives up to its name." Wang Suzhi immediately got up. The story that Zhao Gao told just now and the poem just happened to corroborate each other, and after his personal test of the medicine, even if it is a slightly inferior quality elixir, the efficacy is by no means comparable to the original one, especially the effect in that regard, who really knows who uses it.

That's right, at the beginning, Zhao Gao would never just send a top-level "Wushi San" when he sent medicine with great fanfare, although there was only one that reached the A+ grade in quality, but there were still a lot of B-grade or so, Zhao Gao did not hesitate to give it to Wang Xizhi as an accessory, and Wang Xizhi naturally gave it to his sons.

Anyway, it's not once or twice that he pits his own son, this is simply a god-level start!

Zhao Gaoxuan Wang Xizhi has another reason, in history he sent Dan and recommended pills is famous, + grade Wushisan may be similar in quality to what he takes, but the specialty effect of the medicine is different, after Zhao Gao's specially improved Danfang, there is no doubt that it is countless times stronger than other formulas in terms of enjoying pleasure.

Don't think that old men don't have any ideas, their old thoughts of being strong and strong prancing horses and raising guns are even stronger than those of young people, Zhao Gao's elixir is enough to make these scholars who pursue the ultimate enjoyment of the flesh crazy.

As for the toxicity of the elixir? What is that? Who cares about that if the drug is cool!

Compared with Wang Suzhi's excitement, Wang Caozhi is much calmer, although Zhao Gao's words just now introduced the source of the pill, and he was also very polite, but it implied a rejection, but it was this refusal that made his heart for the pill more firm and eager.

The elixir is rare, which itself is expected, but as long as it is an existing thing in this world, it is not too difficult for the Wang family to get it, although the Langya Wang family is in the dormant period, he still has this confidence.

He didn't speak, he didn't stand up, he just took out a scroll from the placket, and Zhao Gao, who was pretending to be calm just now, immediately petrified. Wang Xizhi has a good story of "books for white geese" since ancient times, but he didn't expect that his "five stone scatter" was actually exchanged for his authentic works.

The true handiwork of the book saint Wang Xizhi!

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