"Dad, that's my ......" He Wanru wanted to protect Taibai's words.

He Changwen said with a smile on his face, "It's like rest assured, no one can take this character away, I just took it to give those guys a long look and brought it back soon." ”

After speaking, He Changwen carefully put away the palm-sized piece of paper, and then hurriedly left He Mansion.

When he came to the Hanlin Academy, He Changwen straightened his waist and walked out of the steps that the six relatives did not recognize, "Lao Li, I heard that you collected a painting of Master Wang's characters last time?" ”

The middle-aged man who was called Lao Li turned his head in surprise, "What's wrong with your neck, Lao He?" Stiff neck? ”

He Changwen sneered, "It's a pity, someone didn't have the opportunity to appreciate the master-level book today." ”

When Lao Li heard this, he immediately put down the book in his hand, shook his beard and said, "Master-level books? Take it out and take a look. ”

He Changwen sat down in the chair for a long time, "Some people regarded Master Wang's words as treasures last time, and I only looked at them twice and put them away......"

Lao Li just wanted to say something, but was interrupted by He Changwen's voice,

"Ahem, my throat is a little dry."

Where does Lao Li still not know He Changwen's thoughts? Crying and laughing, he poured a cup of tea for He Changwen,"

Lao He, didn't I say you, you are so old, why are you still like a child? ”

He Changwen took a sip of tea with satisfaction, leaned back in the chair, and sighed comfortably, "This is called the heart of a child, what do you know?" ”

"Okay, the heart of a child......" Lao Li reluctantly echoed, "Take out the words and I'll take a look, don't grind." ”

"What's the hurry?" He Changwen motioned to Lao Li to be restless, "Lao Yang, where is Xiao Wang?" ”

"You're still waiting for them?" Lao Li stomped his feet and hurriedly said, "What if they don't come to the duty today?" ”

"Give me a sneak peek."

He Changwen snorted and smiled, "Lao Li, you also have today." ”

As he spoke, he didn't challenge Lao Li's patience anymore, and slowly took out the palm-sized piece of paper from his arms, and didn't forget to advise,

"You have to be careful, if you break it, I'll break it with you."

Lao Li nodded hurriedly, and the movements in his hands were very gentle, as if he was touching a peerless beauty, "Don't you worry about me?" I'm so much more careful than you are. ”

Lao Li's gaze greedily fell on the piece of paper in He Changwen's hand, and his breathing stagnated instantly.

After a long time, Lao Li spoke, with a hint of tremor in his voice, "This...... Who wrote it? ”

He Changwen was very satisfied with Lao Li's reaction, "How is it?" ”

"Absolute master-level calligraphy, and it is different from the current school of calligraphy, faintly has the aura of founding a sect!" Lao Li swallowed nervously.

Holding the piece of paper handed over by He Changwen, as if holding a rare treasure, "Which master is this?" Lao He, you must introduce one or two for me. ”

He Changwen leaned back in the chair, looking at Lao Li's appearance, he couldn't do it with joy, "Who wrote these two poems?" ”

"Exquisite dice An red bean, I don't know ...... lovesickness" Lao Li gently recited these two poems, "This is too white poetry." ”

Immediately, Lao Li seemed to react, and looked at He Changwen incredulously, "Lao He, don't scare me......"

He Changwen shook his head, "Do you think I'll lie to you about this kind of thing?" ”

Lao Li couldn't help but shudder, "Calligraphy can't be done at all, except for stopping writing for many years, there is no second way to go." ”

"If it was written by Taibai...... Do you know what this means? ”

He Changwen's face was solemn, "The appearance of Wenzong!" ”

"Taibai poetry is unique among its peers, if even calligraphy has this realm, why worry about Wenzong!?" Lao Li seemed to be talking about a monster, and his tone was full of horror.

"Lao He, do you think it will be Taibai asking a certain master to ghostwrite?"

He Changwen said angrily, "Are you a fool when you are too white?" This kind of disrepute is something that no one with a sick brain can do. ”

He Changwen seemed to have forgotten that he had thought so just now.

"It's terrible, it's terrible." Lao Li paced back and forth, "Is there really such a demonic character in the world?" ”

"I heard that he is only an apprentice of the academy, and his poetry and writing are amazing, and now even calligraphy is unbeatable, and he even has the momentum of founding a sect......

He Changwen summoned Wen Zheng, "Have you seen Taibai's second poem this month?" ”

"Didn't he say that it was still a relationship between men and women? Why are you looking at this if you have nothing to do? Lao Li said as a matter of course.

This kind of poetry is quite popular with women, but it is not valued in the entire Jin Dynasty literary circle.

"You can see first." He Changwen also watched "The Evil Gift" just now, and couldn't help but close his eyes after watching it.

Lao Li unfolded the list of literary saints according to his words, and then there was no sound.

After a long time, a figure strode into the room, "Lao He, Lao Li, what are you doing?" ”

Soon, all three people in the room had the same bewildered expression.

After a while, another figure walked in,

"Lao He, Lao Li, Lao Yang, what are you doing?"

……

When it came to noon,

He Changwen sighed, and said with a lack of interest, "Let's go eat, Wen Shengzhai...... Lao Li treats you. ”

"Why me?" Lao Li asked.

"If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have seen it." He Changwen said as a matter of course.

"What about Lao Yang and Xiao Wang?"

"It's your turn."

I usually go to Wenshengzhai, and several people are in a very good mood, but I don't know what happened today, I always feel that I can't lift my spirit, and my spirit seems to be a little trance.

"This Taibai can't really be the reincarnation of the first saint, right?" Lao Yang couldn't help but speak.

"Kong Shengdu said that there is no one in the world who can be reincarnated." He Changwen said.

Xiao Wang looked at the pieces of paper on the table, and then looked at the "Evil Gift" on the text, "I don't really want to eat today." ”

"Me too, I don't have much appetite." Lao Yang shook his head, and then sighed, "I really don't give people a way to live." ”

"It's even more terrifying than Su Yuantian back then."

"Calligraphy is the beginning of the sect!"

"Even the poems of the love between men and women can write such a breath, which of you has ever seen it?"

Lao Li's expression has not returned to normal until now, and he said in a daze, "It's like a big river hitting your face, burning yourself, which makes people feel a sense of grandeur." ”

"This kind of affection is strong to the extreme."

He Changwen put away the piece of paper, "Looking at this line of books again, I have never seen anyone dare to use such a penmanship, but it is just flowing and smooth, and the same word is written with different charms." ”

"In March, I'm afraid Taibai is going to the top! Can't stop it......"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the room instantly became solemn.

"It's just the last time." Lao Li felt that his heartbeat was about to stop.

"Climb to the top of the Wensheng List three times in one year, and you can open the legendary treasure house of saints...... That's an existence that most Wenzong can't hope for! ”

The four of them glanced at each other, and they all saw each other's horror,

"There are dozens of Wenzong of the Great Jin Dynasty, who do not make a move all year round, and are obsessed with the classics of all saints."

"This time, I'm afraid that these Wen Sects are very likely to make a move because of Taibai!"

"Who can watch Taibai reach the top three times?"

"Aren't those Wenzong blocking each other? If you want to reach the top three times and open the treasury of all saints, no one will agree! ”

"Taibai can be regarded as making history."

"As an apprentice of a mere academy, he has attracted dozens of Wenzong to block him!"