Meng Xing picked up the pen, dipped the polished ink on the inkstone, and wrote a few words.

The owner of the restaurant looked forward to it and immediately praised: "Not bad, not bad!" The calligraphy is very beautiful, and it is a font that has never been seen before. ”

Meng Xing wrote a thin gold font, which he had specially learned in his previous life, and he once performed it in his favorite girl.

As Meng Xing wrote, the restaurant owner suddenly became even more excited: "This handwriting is unique, enough to create a calligraphy school, which will be famous for centuries, and it is more beautiful than many Confucians who have read poetry and books!" What kind of font is this, and it is so beautiful? ”

Meng Xing didn't answer, he finished writing the poem seriously, and he was relieved when he finished writing, fortunately, he was not rusty, and the writing went smoothly and there were no mistakes.

The owner of the restaurant read: "The bright moon is not frightened, and the breeze chirps cicadas in the middle of the night." The fragrance of rice flowers says that there is a good year, and the sound of frogs is heard. Seven or eight stars outside the sky, two or three points of rain in front of the mountain. In the old days, at the edge of the forest of the Maodian Society, the road turned to the river bridge and suddenly saw it. ”

"Not bad! Not bad! This is a rare good poem, especially the first four sentences, which are full of charm, containing artistic conception, heroic but delicate. ”

The owner of the restaurant was full of praise and looked like he couldn't put it down.

In the crowd of onlookers, two old men wearing Confucian shirts, with a strong bookish atmosphere, and looking like they were reading poetry and books, walked over, and one of them said, "Boss Zhao, can you give us a look?" ”

The owner of the restaurant immediately saluted respectfully: "Dean Kong, Old Wu, you are here." ”

And get out of the way for the two old men to watch.

These two are the deans and supervisors of Changning Academy, and they are well-known in Changning County, so I didn't expect to come here to watch.

"This calligraphy is really unique, the text is elegant, very beautiful, I have never seen this kind of font." Dean Kong said in amazement.

"Enough to start a school of calligraphy. Dean, don't you want to make a breakthrough in calligraphy? This calligraphy is just right for you! Wu Lao also said excitedly.

"Yes, yes!" Dean Kong continued to study carefully.

"This poem is elegant and simple, with a long meaning, and it is also a rare masterpiece." Dean Kong stroked his beard and said. 、

"I've read so many books, but I can't write such elegant poetry." Wu Lao said with some shame.

"This student, where is the teacher?" Dean Kong asked Meng Xing.

"Where is the teacher? Mentorship crossing. This is a must-have skill for traversers. Meng Xing was stunned for a moment, and then complained in his heart.

Still, he said, "I don't have a teacher, I teach myself." ”

"Self-taught? Can I come to study at Changning College? Waiver of restraints, the college provides meals and accommodation. Dean Kong said.

If such a talent is cultivated well, it will also greatly boost the reputation of Changning Academy in the future.

Meng Xing shook his head and said, "I am a martial arts cultivator, and I am not interested in poetry and paths. ”

"You have a talent for reading, and it is really a waste of talent to cultivate martial arts. It must be known that studying and gaining fame is the only way to govern the country and level the world. Wu Lao also persuaded.

"I've made up my mind." Meng Xingdao.

Dean Kong looked at him with a persistent look, knowing that he could not change his mind, and sighed in his heart, good talents were about to be buried.

After a pause, he added, "That...... Can you sell this calligraphy and painting to me? ”

"No...... Dean Kong, this calligraphy and painting belongs to my Yuexian Restaurant, and it can't be sold to you. I gave them free food and drink, and this calligraphy and painting was the money for the meal. Boss Zhao of the restaurant said busily.

This is an opportunity to enhance the reputation of Yuexian Restaurant, and it is not easy for someone to write a masterpiece, so he is naturally reluctant to give it.

"Fifty taels of silver, can you sell it to me?" Dean Kong's eyes did not leave the calligraphy and painting, and said.

Boss Zhao shook his head, how can the value of this calligraphy and painting hanging in the restaurant be worth fifty taels?

With the addition of this poem, Yuexian Restaurant has been upgraded to a higher level, and the money earned in the future will definitely be endless.

Boss Zhao is a smart businessman, so he will naturally not be short-sighted and cut off his greater wealth.

Dean Kong was disappointed, he was a Confucian scholar, and he was embarrassed to snatch a calligraphy and painting.

Meng Xing's eyes lit up, and he said, "Dean Kong, why don't I write another calligraphy and painting like this, how about selling it to you for fifty taels?" ”

"Good, good! Thanks a lot! Thanks a lot! Dean Kong smiled and said busily.

Boss Zhao didn't want to offend the dean of Changning Academy to death, so he hurriedly asked the guy to bring rice paper and spread it and let Meng Xing write it.

Soon, Meng Xing wrote another calligraphy and painting, and inscribed his name at the end. Wu Lao paid fifty taels of silver, handed over the money with one hand, and delivered the goods with the other.

Meng Xing was satisfied, he made a small profit, and he didn't have to worry about renting a room to eat outside these days.

And Dean Kong and Wu Lao looked like they had received a treasure, and left happily.

The onlookers saw that there was no excitement to see, and they slowly dispersed.

Meng Xing said: "Boss Zhao, I have six friends, they can all go in together and have a free meal, right?" ”

"Yes, yes, it's okay to stay here tonight, including food and accommodation." Boss Zhao said.

"Thank you! Thanks a lot! ”

Meng Xing called Li Buxian, Gu Qingzhuo, Luo Yao and others, entered the restaurant together, and found a place to sit down.

Boss Zhao went to have the poems written by Meng Xing framed and hung them in a conspicuous place in the restaurant for people to watch.

Li Buxian, Luo Yao and the others looked at Meng Xing as if they were looking at a rare animal. They didn't expect that Meng Xing would really let these poor ghosts come in the most expensive restaurant to eat.

Zhou Ruoqing's eyes were full of brilliance, Meng Xing was not good at cultivation, he was good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and he was also smart, and he also had some means to solve the case.

Even the dean of the academy rushed to ask for his calligraphy and paintings, and wanted to recruit him into the academy to provide food and drink for free.

Such a man is really powerful!

She looked at Meng Xing, only to feel that the more she looked at it, the more she liked it, and her heart couldn't help but pound.

"Meng Xing, how can you compose poetry? I've never seen you write poetry before, and you're still good at writing. Yang Xiaohammer asked what everyone wanted to ask.

"I have loved books since I was a child, and I used to study the Five Classics with my family's private school. So, once in a while, inspiration strikes, and it's okay to compose a poem. Meng Xing said.

Everyone rolls their eyes, and occasionally inspiration strikes, and they can compose a poem, if only it were that easy.

I don't see those scholars who read poetry enough to make such good poems.

It can only be said that Meng Xing was born with a talent for reading.

Luo Yao and Ye Xuelian couldn't help but glance at Meng Xing a few more times, this young man is really versatile, no wonder Senior Sister Xiao is so optimistic about him and cultivates him carefully.

Gu Qingzhuo's heart was sour, this kid, the last time he followed them down the mountain, he was already in the spotlight, and this time he came along, it was like this, it simply broke his prestige.

This made his always arrogant heart a little uncomfortable. In the past, in Jianchi Peak, he was a high-profile existence.

Soon, the restaurant guy came up with a table of sumptuous wine and food. Except for Gu Qingzhuo, who was a little depressed, everyone ate very happily.

After eating, everyone decided to live in this restaurant and go to find a senior brother who was in Changning County tomorrow.

The next day, everyone came to the Changning County Ya and saw the senior brother who was about forty years old, tall and majestic, Ding Haisheng.