As for what Wei Zhao said, it is even more straightforward, sword dance and martial arts are different, and everyone can still taste it.

Yu Sanqi coldly swept the seat on the left, his face was slightly pulled, and he said to Yu Xian: "Didn't you prepare a gift for Your Highness?"

The servant next to him handed over a slender gift box, Yu Xian took it, and put his hands in front of him, "I heard that His Highness likes calligraphy, this is my copy of the tablet and dedicated it to His Highness." ”

The attendant next to Sima Pi opened the gift box and unfolded the book inside.

The scholars of Yuzhang had already sensed the subtlety of the atmosphere, but they still looked towards the hall in unison.

Under the light, the closer seats can read the words on the silk.

Wei Ji said in her heart: It turned out to be a ritual monument.

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62

Chapter 62: Competition

Sima Pi looked at the words on the silk and glanced at Yu Xian with some surprise.

How high is the martial arts shown by Yu Xian just now, the number of people in the hall who can say why it is less than one hand, but calligraphy is extremely valued by the literati of this dynasty, starting from He Yan's note of Xuan, the scholars of the whole country are pursuing the spiritual way, pouring it into metaphysics, qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, among which calligraphy is particularly important. To put it more bluntly, if the scholar's words are ugly, it may be difficult to stand out for the rest of his life. Yu Xian's character is very good, the law is strict, strong and powerful, which is in line with the solemn meaning of the font of the ritual tablet.

The chamberlain unfolded the book and took a few steps forward so that everyone in the hall could see the words on it.

Sima Pi put his hand on the case, held the wine glass in his hand, and said, "Everyone, take a look, Yu Langjun's book can be set as several products."

Nowadays, the custom of ordering products is prevalent, and people and things can be judged by nine products. The chamberlain walked around the hall with a book, and Yu Sanqi swept his eyes around, and said: "My nephew uses a pen to be healthy, and the layout is also decent, and he has the essence of the inscription. ”

After he finished speaking, everyone was speechless, and he said all the words of praise, Six products have been regarded as medium grades, Yu Xian weak crown year, if calligraphy can be set to six grades, in the future twenty or thirty years, with calligraphy into the Tao, on the third grade is not at your fingertips. There were few responders from the Jiangyou clan, one felt that this word was indeed too high-grade, and the other was that the atmosphere between King Langya and the Yu clan was a little wrong, and it was more appropriate to wait and see.

After Yu Sanqi spoke, the hall became quieter and quieter, he was very dissatisfied, and frowned: "At such an age, the calligraphy has already achieved a small success, is it not worth a six-grade?"

Sima Pi sneered and chuckled, "Yu Jun don't worry, you can't force the matter of the product, if you say that Yu Langjun writes really well, but there are many people with this hand, the middle grade is reluctant, and there is no problem in setting eight grades and nine grades." ”

Yu Sanqi stretched his face, "Your Highness is right, there are many people who can write this handwriting, but there are very few people who can peek into the calligraphy door at Yu Xian's age." Age should also be taken into account when ordering, and young talents should be rewarded, shouldn't they?"

Sima Pi turned his head and said: "If you talk about young talents, you should count Xie Jialangjun among those present." ”

Everyone looked at Xie Xuan. In terms of calligraphy, the Wang family has Wang Xizhi, who is the best in the world, and the Xie family also has Xie An, who is famous all over the world. Xie Xuan is the most famous of the young Langjun of the Xie family, and it is said that his talent is not under Xie An.

Sima Pi asked Xie Xuan what he thought.

Xie Xuan said: "If you talk about calligraphy, there is also the inheritance of Zhong Xuan in the audience. ”

Yu Sanqi smiled and said: "Zhong Xuanshu is from Yingchuan, and my Yu clan is also from Yingchuan......" Halfway through his speech, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and his eyes widened suddenly.

At this time, most of the people in the hall looked at Wei Zhao's position.

Zhong Xuan and Yu are both from Yingchuan, but the inheritance of Zhong Xuan's calligraphy, one is Mrs. Wei, and Mrs. Wei has taught Wang Xizhi, if you talk about it, Anyi Wei is the real inheritance of Zhong Xuan's calligraphy.

Sima Pi smiled slightly, "I almost forgot, there is Anyi Wei's here, and Wei's evaluation should be on the basis of calligraphy." ”

Yu's face was quite unhappy when he heard this, and his heart was true that the Wei family had been working on calligraphy for generations, but now the most competitive descendant in the family is a leader in the war, and he can have some insights into calligraphy. But he thought about it, it's okay, if Wei Jiazi doesn't say it well, he can just make a name for himself.

He looked at Wei Zhao, and said in a lukewarm tone: "I heard that General Wei has repeatedly performed miraculous feats and has achieved martial arts, I don't know what to think of this character."

Wei Zhao just watched what happened in the hall coldly, and didn't care, but he didn't expect the words to suddenly turn to his head, he sat up straight, beckoned the waiter to take the book and stepped forward, swept his eyes up and down and said: "The pen is good, the front is clear, and there is a majestic style ......of calligraphy."

Yu Sanqi bowed slightly, thinking that he was not all a reckless man. At this time, he listened to Wei Zhao's last slight pick, and said: "It's a pity that it is too rigorous and clumsy, and there are so many constraints with the pen, it is difficult to make progress in the future, and it is almost the same to set an eight-grade product." ”

Yu Sanqi's face turned dark, "Ridiculous, the ritual tablet is already strict and restrained, how has it become a shortcoming"

Wei Zhao sneered: "The principle of calligraphy should be learned from the ancients, and it should be more refined, not for people to carry forward their original shortcomings." ”

Sima Pi immediately laughed out loud when he heard this, "General Wei has a good opinion. ”

During the banquet, many people laughed after him.

Everyone knows the meaning of Yu Sanqi's calligraphy for his nephew, but his performance is too strong, which makes the elegant Jiangyou clan very disgusted.

Yu Xian had been standing in the hall just now, and Yu Sanqi didn't say a word when he fought for his calligraphy, and at this time, seeing Wei Zhao's evaluation and playful attitude, his face couldn't help it, turned around, and said: "The name of Anyi Wei's has long been heard, since the general is so proficient in calligraphy, I want to ask for advice in person." ”

Sima Pi said: "Yu Langjun is too anxious, this calligraphy is not a gift from you to the king, how can it be used to compete with others."

Yu Xian said: "Your Royal Highness is not strange, since I am the descendant of the Holy Inheritance of Zhong Xuanshu and Mrs. Wei's own family, I am obsessed with calligraphy, I just want to see it, and I ask □□ Your Majesty to forgive me." ”

Yu Xian's posture is very low, and the meaning is also very clear, only tasting is not a good thing, so simply compare.

Yu Sanqi also said: "Exactly, I haven't seen General Wei's Mobao, but I happened to see it today." ”

Wei Ji just heard Wei Zhao open his mouth to Yu Xianding Bapin, and he already felt a little bad, and the Yu family really couldn't bear this breath, and immediately had a seizure. She looked at Wei Zhao curiously, wondering if she had seen Wei Zhao's calligraphy practice when she was at home.

Wei Zhao turned his face at this time and smiled at her with the corners of his mouth.

Wei Ji was slightly stunned.

Wei Zhao said: "Let my brother write a word for everyone to see." ”

Wei Ji: "......"

The hall was silent for a moment, and then immediately began to talk again. Many people looked at Wei Zhao and Wei Ji, thinking in their hearts, could it be that this General Wei couldn't handle the words, so he pushed the younger brother out, even if he lost, he would not lose Wei's face, and the excuse was also ready-made, and he was still young.

The uncle and nephew of the Yu family also thought the same way, and Yu Sanqi's brows were twisted into deep wrinkles, and he was about to have a seizure.

Sima Pi spoke first and instructed the chamberlain, "Go and bring the bookcase, pen, ink, paper, and inkstone." ”

The chamberlain took the order and left.

Yu Sanqi said unhappily: "Such nonsense, what does it mean to win such a boy?"

Wei Zhao said: "Let's win first, who said just now that there are many people who write this handwriting, but there are fewer people at this age." Young talents, the more young they are, the rarer they are. ”

Yu Sanqi snorted coldly, his face gloomy.

The chamberlain moved quickly, and the bookcase was quickly carried into the hall, and the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone were all put up.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Wei Ji, she let out a long breath, Wei Zhao smiled and squeezed her hand, "Write well, my brother's face depends on you." ”

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63

Chapter 63: The Way of Calligraphy

Wei Ji got up and walked to the bookcase in the middle of the main hall.

Yu Xian's brows twisted, Xiao Langjun of Wei Zhao's age compared it with him, which was a kind of contempt for Wei Zhao. Yu Xian was indignant, when did the Yu family fall to this point, but today the king of Langya has a partial help, and Wei Zhao is in charge of an army, but he is not a vain general, He has a lot of dissatisfaction in his heart, and he can only suppress it first.

He looked at Wei Ji coldly, but said softly in his mouth: "Wei Xiaolangjun, don't panic, just think that this is the study at home, as usual to practice calligraphy, don't be too stressed." ”

Wei Ji slanted at him. There are so many pairs of eyes in the main hall watching, most of them are local scholars, if it is really an ordinary Xiao Langjun, the calligraphy competition in front of everyone's eyes, the pressure will definitely not be small, Yu Xian is comforting on the surface, but in fact, he deliberately reminds her of this and increases the pressure on her.

Wei Ji was indeed a little nervous when she stood up, but after walking a few steps and coming to the bookcase, her heart slowly sank. has lived two lives, and she dared to take on the identity of her brother, which is already a great disapproval of the world.

More serious things have been done, are you still afraid of words?

The chamberlain took the initiative to add water to the inkstone, and then grinded it up, and had time to smile at Wei Ji to appease, he was the person next to Sima Pi, of course he knew that Sima Pi was the person who hated the Yu family the most.

Wei Ji took advantage of the moment to polish the ink and think about what to write.

Quickly sharpened the ink, the waiter retreated to the side, Wei Ji dipped the pen in the ink, his wrist was steady, and he put the pen on the paper.

The paper in the palace is very good, the thickness is uniform, the texture is fine, Wei Ji felt the degree of ink absorption in the first stroke, and adjusted the gesture slightly.

Yu Xian originally stood in the center of the main hall, and later avoided the bookcase and came to Yu Sanqi's seat, he saw Wei Ji concentrating on writing, his head was slightly lowered, his head and neck were slender, and his posture was as graceful as a goose with a hanging neck and drawing water. Jin people are the most important Fengyi, but he has no intention of appreciating it, and has the heart to go over to see what Wei Ji wrote, but because he wants to show an attitude of not caring, even if his heart is already like a hundred claws scratching his heart, he has never moved under his feet.

Wei Ji quickly filled the page, put down the pen, and took two steps back.

Sima Pi stared at her for a while while she was writing, and when he saw her finishing, he immediately ordered the attendant to bring up the paper.

The chamberlain picked up the paper that had not yet dried, carefully pinched his feet, and slowly walked to the front of the main table.

Sima Pi looked over, at first he still had a casual expression, but after seeing the handwriting clearly, his body sat up slightly straighter, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he smiled meaningfully, "Give everyone a reward." ”

The inner attendant bowed down and held the paper, walking around the hall as he did just now, and the position he chose was also very skillful, starting from the left, and then going around in a big circle, and finally came to Yu Sanqi and Yu Xian.

Yu Xian didn't think so, even if calligraphy is talented, it needs to be practiced, he thinks that his talent is not bad, he must have practiced for several years more than Wei Ji, how could he lose to a young man, but looking at the amazement of everyone in the hall after reading the words, he was worried and gradually became uneasy.

The chamberlain finally brought the words to the Yu uncle and nephew. The two finally saw the words on the paper, and Qi Qi's face changed suddenly.

Wei Ji wrote the Yiying stele, using Zhong Xuan's penmanship, adding a bit of charm to the majestic gesture of the original stele, flowing and elegant. The pen power may still be insufficient, but the beauty and aura shown by the font pen are better than Yu Xian, I don't know how much.

Yu Xian's face was pale, and he had also copied a lot of inscriptions, and he had also seen Yiying Tablet, but it was too rare to be able to retain the original brushwork like this, and add a bit of personal style.

Yu Sanqi was speechless.

Sima Pi asked him with a smile: "What do you think?"

Yu Sanqi's expression stiffened, and it took a while to squeeze out two words, "Very good." ”

Sima Pi picked up their sore spot and said, "What a young talent, what Yu Jun just said is exactly, it is rare to be able to write this handwriting at this age, I have heard Wei's work book for a long time, and I only saw the real chapter today, Wei Xiaolangjun, you will finish this post, and this king will make your book as six grades." ”

There are a few inhaling voices in the hall that are very obvious - Wei Xiaolang Jun is only fourteen years old, and today's calligraphy is set as six grades, which is equivalent to setting the tone for Zhongzheng Yaji in the future.

Wei Ji was also happy, and immediately saluted and thanked him, and finished the note when he went back.

Sima Pi said to Yu Xian again: "Yu Langjun's words are also good, and now that there is a comparison, the eighth grade is indeed a little unsuitable, and the ninth grade is just right." ”

Yu Xian's face turned blue and white, but he didn't dare to refute Sima Pi's personal order.

Yu Sanqi was also annoyed, and opened his mouth to argue for his nephew, and calligraphy also has preferences, the so-called flowers into their own eyes.

Sima Pi spoke one step ahead of him: "Wei Xiaolangjun is several years younger than Yu Langjun, and his calligraphy is much better. ”

Yu Sanqi's words were held back, and Yu Xian had no choice but to admit it. When he came in, he was full of spirit, and now he lost that pride, and his face was stiff.

Wei Ji returned to the banquet, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, and she pressed in front of everyone, writing a word would make her go much easier in the future Zhongzheng Yaji, this joy was irrepressible, she smiled at Wei Zhao and called "Second Brother", her eyes were shining and waiting for him to praise her.

Wei Zhao's words that he wanted to praise came to his mouth, but he saw that her little face was red and her face was radiant. He almost wanted to reach out and pinch it, but after a sudden jump in his heart, his face sank slightly, and his words became, "That's just a show, and it's not unusual to win." ”

Wei Ji smiled obediently and sat up straight.

Over there, Yu Xian had been staring at Wei Zhao just now, and others didn't hear Wei Zhao's words, he had a keen sense of the six senses, but he heard them all, and his face became a little uglier.