Lan Bin didn't say much, arched his hand and said, "There is Father-in-law Lao!"

"Alright! The miscellaneous family will send someone to the main hall later!"

Gonggong Lu looked at Lan Bin for a moment, somewhat understood Lan Bin's thoughts, nodded, turned around and took Lan Bin, came to the palace case, and saluted, "Your Majesty, Lan Baihu brought!"

The sound fell, and he retreated very consciously and left the palace.

When he passed by Lan Bin, he didn't forget to wink at Lan Bin, signaling that he would send someone to the main hall now and invite His Royal Highness the eldest grandson.

After Lan Bin glanced at Gonggong Lu gratefully, he made a serious salute and said, "Minister, Lan Bin, see the emperor!"

Zhu Yuanzhang, who was behind the imperial case, had a straight face: "Let's let you copy the Analects, but can you finish copying it?"

"Back to the emperor, the minister has finished copying overnight, please take a look at the emperor!" Lan Bin took out a stack of rice paper from his long sleeves and raised his hands above his head.

Finished transcribing? So fast?

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned, the reason why he asked Lan Bin to copy the Analects, and he had to copy it three times in such a short period of time, was to find a reason, knock it, and embarrass Lan Bin.

It didn't really allow Lan Bin to copy the Analects three times in such a short period of time.

In other words, he just waited for Lan Bin to finish it, copied the punishment of the Analects three times, and beat Lan Bin.

And now Lan Bin actually said that the transcription was finished.

Is it possible to copy the Analects three times, tens of thousands of words, in such a short period of time?

Could it be that in order to avoid punishment, this kid Lan Bin found someone to write and copy it and fool us?

Thinking of this, his face changed slightly, and he stared at Lan Bin for a moment: "Are you really done copying?"

"The Analects copied by the ministers are here, and the emperor will know them at a glance!" Lan Bin said seriously.

Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at Lan Bin and decided in his heart that he would take a closer look at the Analects copied by Lan Bin later, and once he saw the traces of someone ghostwriting.

At least thirty boards up, and they must be beaten hard.

If this person doesn't fight, he can't watch the future important ministers of the court who he is optimistic about be ruined like this.

Thinking about it, he said lightly, "Submit it!"

The next moment, a eunuch waiting in the hall walked out, came to Lan Bin, took away a stack of rice paper that Lan Bin held above his head, turned around and came to Zhu Yuanzhang's imperial case, put the rice paper on the imperial case in front of Zhu Yuanzhang, and then retreated.

Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at Lan Bin, picked up the rice paper casually, looked down, and saw that a familiar and unfamiliar calligraphy font appeared in his sight.

The strangeness lies in the font on the rice paper, which is the first time he has seen the font on the rice paper, and it doesn't look like a word written with a brush.

To put it simply, a brush can only write three or five hundred words on rice paper, and the number of words on the rice paper in front of you is at least a thousand words.

Seeing this, he almost subconsciously raised his eyes to look at Lan Bin, then lowered his head and flipped through the stack of rice paper, saw the exact same font on it, and looked up and asked, "What kind of calligraphy are you?" Why haven't we ever seen each other?"

"Back to the emperor, what the ministers wrote was not calligraphy, but ordinary daily writing. But he didn't write with a brush, but with a quill pen." Lan Bin said busily.

Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned: "Quill? What quills, why haven't we heard of them?"

"Back to the emperor, the quill pen is a kind of pen made by the ministers to facilitate writing."

Lan Bin had already expected this scene, and unhurriedly took out a prepared quill from his long sleeves: "The minister has a quill here, please take a look at it!"

"You're a pen?" Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the quill pen in Lan Bin's hand, how do you look at it, how can it be a goose feather, no, it is a goose feather that has been processed and looks a little bright.

Lan Bin coughed slightly, and said, "Your Majesty, the ministers are courageous, and the ministers will demonstrate one or two for the emperor!"

"Exactly!" Zhu Yuanzhang said lightly.

Lan Bin stood up and said to the waiting eunuch, "Father-in-law, prepare a piece of paper and ink for me."

"Lan Baihu, wait a minute!"

The eunuch nodded, called someone to move a wooden table, and placed it in front of Lan Bin. asked people to take rice paper, ink inkstones on the wooden table, one by one neatly placed, not to mention, and took the initiative to grind ink for Lan Bin.

After Lan Bin thanked the eunuch, he took the quill pen in his hand, dipped it in ink, and began to write the Analects silently on rice paper.

Zhu Yuanzhang, after the imperial case, saw that Lan Bin really used goose feathers to write on rice paper, and he was curious, so he couldn't help but get up, walked out from behind the imperial case, and came to Lan Bin's side.

Seeing that Lan Bin's Analects written silently on rice paper were not only written quickly, but also better than the brush characters written by Lan Bin before, he couldn't help but itch and said, "Lan Bin boy, let us try!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Lan Bin raised his eyes and saw Zhu Yuanzhang, put the quill pen on the ink inkstone, and got out of the way.

Zhu Yuanzhang came to the table, picked up the quill pen on the ink inkstone, a light and fluttering feeling hit, learning from Lan Bin just wrote with a quill pen, and the tip of the pen was stained with ink on the ink inkstone.

Then he took the quill pen and landed on the rice paper, and when he was about to write down the two words of the Analects, he inadvertently used a little force, and the tip of the pen pierced the rice paper.

A touch of unnaturalness flashed on his face, "Your quill doesn't seem to be very good, it's far worse than a brush!"

"What the emperor said is very true, the goose quill, which is indeed a lot worse than the brush!" Lan Bin is professional, no matter how funny he is, he will not show a smile, but will echo it seriously.