Just four words, shocked everyone.

Zhuang Bi this goods, it's too showy.

Especially the four people in the goddess's apartment, the feeling is especially strong.

When I thought this guy was a stinky rascal, he was a miracle doctor.

The divine doctor knows martial arts, and no one can stop it.

The martial arts are not only very high, but the cooking skills are also very good.

I thought that was all he had, but it turned out that this guy was Doraemon's almighty little pocket.

Dancing is a spike, a piano spike, and even calligraphy is a spike.

You should be a person and give others a way to live.

Mo Gushan was the most excited.

He is the eldest young master of the Mo family, but he is most obsessed with reading and writing, calligraphy with one hand, and everyone is proud of seeking one of his words.

But now?

He's going crazy.

Zhuang Bi was in his heart, and he directly changed from a rotten stone to a piece of peerless jade.

I heard that this kid and his baby daughter were not clear, and he was extremely angry.

But now, he seems to understand his daughter.

In the face of such an excellent man, Lao Tzu can't help but be tempted by a big man, let alone a daughter.

Gentleman, lady.

There is such a little guy as his son-in-law, it seems that ...... It's very face-saving.

What? Family background is not good? Does Lao Tzu's Mo family still need someone to set off with family history?

Drink tui!!

Zhuang Bi didn't have anything to be proud of, but he still couldn't help but feel a little fluttery.

If you don't enter the ancient martial arts, you don't know the size of this world.

In the secret collection of the Heavenly Palace, the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, the five elements and eight works, miscellaneous studies, and the way of things are all the top knowledge in the world.

Anyone who learns one of these is enough to be called a great master in the world.

And he, apart from martial arts, doesn't even know how much stuff he has been instilled in his head by a group of perverted old immortals.

What is so difficult for you is easy for me.

Mo Gushan wants a word, how dare Zhuang Bi refuse?

Brush brush brush, a customized version of the Gale Song is reflected on the paper.

Mo Gushan trembled with excitement, and almost threw himself on the painting and knelt down to lick it.

The three words of the song of the big wind at the head, the spirit of the oncoming face, is simply wonderful.

The old people who were watching looked at each other, and their faces changed dramatically.

They are all calligraphers, and they understand the changes too well.

The words that Du Yuanshan got at auction gave people the spirit of a king who gathered in the mountains and forests.

The four words of contentment and happiness that Zhuang Bi wrote to Wei Boqing before can arouse the most beautiful fantasy of the four words in everyone's heart.

And this song of the wind, blowing in the face, is a fierce wind, Jin Ge Iron Horse.

Everyone has the feeling that they are living to a dog at their own age.

Look at people, how old are they?

Twenty-five or sixteen years old.

With each word, he was able to bring out the literal thing itself onto the paper.

It's scary.

Demons!

This kid is definitely a demon.

This song of the great wind made the magnificent and tragic scenes continue to flash in front of these old guys.

Close your eyes and even linger.

What is it called?

It's unforgettable.

Wei Boqing was the first to wake up, and smiled very ambiguously, and when he looked at Zhuang Bi, his eyebrows were beating slightly.

Chu Siwen couldn't help it at first, and jumped out directly:

"Son-in-law, come on, come on, I'll write a picture for my grandfather, just write the four words of magic hands and benevolence, and hang it in the office, hahaha."

Mu Anmin was so angry that the crutches in his hand were about to be broken.

Zhuang Bi wrote another painting for Chu Siwen.

Then there was Huang Lao, and then the old guys from the four major families also cheekily begged for a word.

Mu Anmin is sitting firmly in Diaoyutai, and the old god is there.

But his heart was extremely delicious.

Brother Zhuang, you don't pay attention to it at all.

Lao Tzu also gave you all the granddaughters of the family business, if you don't kneel and lick it, it doesn't matter, and you take it for granted.

That's a bit annoying.

Alas!

It is conceivable that Zhuang Bi's words, if they are circulated, will inevitably cause a sensation in the entire cultural circle.

When the time comes, the value of these calligraphy and paintings will be immeasurable.

Even, it is not impossible to reach the height of history.

So, he simply didn't.

If there really is such a day, then he Mu Anmin is also a famous figure in history.

When others remember today, they will definitely mention him Mu Anmin, and he didn't let his grandson-in-law write.

It's a topic that can never be avoided.

Zhuang Bi was also a little crying and laughing.

These old guys, that's all there is to it.

Wealthy families, to put it bluntly, money is embellishment.

Who doesn't want to be praised for being detached from the smell of copper, with connotation and culture?

How to embody the connotation culture?

Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting.

This is actually one of the compulsory courses for children of wealthy families.

Huang Cheng'an, Xia Luo, people like them, in the elite education they received since childhood, there must be these things.

Mo Gushan stood beside Zhuang Bi the whole time, looking intoxicated, shaking his head, seeing that Mo Qiuyan had a sense of shame that he had drilled into the cracks.

It's a shame.

Dad, you are also an elder, do you want to kneel and lick this face?

When he was slandering, Mo Gushan suddenly said:

"Virtuous nephew, don't you have a seal?"

Zhuang Bi was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile:

"Uncle, that thing is useless to me."

Mo Gushan immediately said with a sad expression:

"How could it be useless? That's a symbol of your identity, I have a piece of the best Changhua bloodstone that has been treasured for more than 20 years, known as the queen of chicken blood, I will go back this time to find the best gold and stone master in person, make a seal, let the autumn smoke give it to you, just as her...... Father, I gave you a little gift. ”

Mo Qiuyan now heard his father speak, and he had a feeling of trepidation.

Don't say anything embarrassing.

But Mo Gushan's words still shocked her fiercely.

Including Wei Boqing and Wei Baiqing.

Mo Gushan likes calligraphy, and ends with many peerless unique pieces, many of which are treasures handed down from the imperial palace of the previous dynasty.

He also likes the gold and stone collection, and he has a piece of the best Changhua bloodstone in his hand, which is as red as dripping blood, condensed, and is known as the queen of chicken blood.

This stone, Wei Boqing originally wanted to get it from his son-in-law, but Mo Gushan was reluctant to give it.

I don't know how many collectors everyone covets this superb bloodstone in his hand.

Someone even offered a sky-high price of one million per gram.

You know, that piece of bloodstone has more than 500 grams.

Today's best mutton fat white jade, one gram is only 350,000 yuan.

In Mo Qiuyan's life, Mo Gushan has been like a jewel to her.

But only when she was ten years old, she secretly opened the box containing this bloodstone out of curiosity and was severely reprimanded.

And now, Dad wants to give the treasure in his heart to Zhuang Bi?

What is the charm of this guy?

Why does everyone who meets him either hate him to death or like him?

Mo Qiuyan's heart jumped fiercely.

I was absolutely not attracted to him.

Absolute!