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Li Chengru was forced to call Uncle Zhao Yushi, and he already had a lot of resentment in his heart, and when he heard him say this, he laughed out loud. He was about to make a big mockery, but when he caught a glimpse of his father's cold gaze, he suddenly stopped his voice as if he had been choked by the throat.

Li Chun glared at Li Chengru before he said apologetically to Zhao Yu: "This is my own family business, and I shouldn't bother Brother Zhao." ”

Although he didn't say anything, his thoughts were similar to those of his son. Zhao Yu, a young man, does have some novel ideas that are refreshing, but the way of calligraphy is no better than others, and it must be practiced for many years, and it can only show his skills after a long time. And that Yu Zongbai's reputation has long been spread far and wide, although Zhao Yu has good intentions, Li Chun doesn't want him to come forward to bring humiliation on himself.

Zhao Yu stood up and said, "Thank you for your hospitality, I can't thank you." I happen to be a little accomplished in calligraphy, and the master has a difficult matter, so I will not let it go. But if Master Li has a better person to deal with, I should let Xian retreat. ”

Even if his father suppressed him, Li Chengru couldn't help jumping out when he saw Zhao Yu's confident appearance, and said: "Of course there are good candidates, my eldest brother has been reading and practicing calligraphy since he was a child, and he is not a little attained, but a real great attainment!"

Hearing his brother's boasting and praise, Li Muwen's face was slightly gloomy, but he was dissatisfied with Zhao Yu's self-esteem as an elder, so he still puffed up his chest and spoke for his second brother.

"Then take the liberty of asking the eldest prince to write a handwritten article, and let me observe it. Zhao Yu also responded unceremoniously.

The father and son of the Li family have nothing to do, and although Li Chun has a lot of belittling for his eldest son, he is really satisfied in his heart, and he wants his son to show his strengths in front of the guests. So, they moved to the study together.

Li Chengru even rolled up his sleeves to polish ink for his eldest brother, looking at his gritted teeth, he seemed to grind through the inkstone.

Zhao Yu sat down calmly and watched the layout of the Li family's study while drinking tea.

Li Muwen stood in front of the bookcase, took a deep breath, and gently moved the knuckles of his wrists, ready to perform at his best level and be ashamed of this cheap uncle. He picked up his pen and cantilevered his arm, and soon wrote a Zhao Ti Tao Te Ching, and then respectfully asked Zhao Yu for advice. It's just that the confident smile on his face reveals a little bit of intent in his heart.

The Yuan people learned more from Zhao Mengfu, but I don't know because the Yuan court spared no effort to promote, but also because Zhao Mengfu's calligraphy inherited the Sui and Tang dynasties, and he did have the attainments of carrying forward the past and forging ahead into the future.

Zhao Yu walked over to take a look, and saw that Li Muwen, Zhao Ti was fair, but he had too much ingenuity, and he only learned the skin and the bone marrow. He was not polite, twisted the paper and threw it aside, and then waved his pen and wrote it himself, and the 5,000-word Tao Te Ching was completed in one go. He is the grandson of Zhao Mengfu, and his father Zhao Yong, a great calligrapher, teaches by word and deed.

Li Chengru saw that Zhao Yu was so disdainful of his eldest brother Mobao, and he wanted to be angry when he raised his eyebrows. At that time, Zhao Yu had already put down the pen, and Li Muwen's eyes flashed and he rushed up to hug his brother, but a pair of eyes did not follow Zhao Yu's pen for a moment. The two brothers of the Li family are also strange, one jumps out of Xiwu, and the other loves Wen.

Li Chun is very fond of calligraphy, and he will practice pure when he is not in his spare time, but he has achieved little after all without the guidance of famous experts. He leaned up to look at Zhao Yu's handwriting, and compared with his son's words, he only felt that the shape was similar, but Zhao Yu's words looked much more pleasing to the eye, maybe this is the charm. At this time, he realized that he was so excited to invite home, this young man is really extraordinary.

When the last stroke fell, Zhao Yu's arm was lifted suddenly, the pen was put back on the shelf, and he raised his head with a smile, but he saw that the Zhao family father and son had different expressions. Li Chun's face was thoughtful, Li Chengru's eyes were wide and angry, and Li Muwen was looking at the book case dementia.

After a while, Li Muwen suddenly jumped up and knelt at Zhao Yu's feet, and said loudly: "Please teach me!"

Zhao Yu felt embarrassed, because he was resentful of Li Chengru's sneak attack and hurt himself, and he just took advantage of it verbally, but he didn't expect that this eldest son, who had been quiet, would be so wild. Looking at him, he wanted to force him up, but he was afraid that he would have to break his arm, so he had to ask for help and look at Li Chun.

Li Chun's eyes flashed, and when he saw that his son seemed to be in this posture, it seemed difficult for a strong man, so he said: "Mu Wen, you step back first, Brother Zhao still has to be a guest at home, and there is no need to be in a hurry when you come to Japan." ”

He looked at Zhao Yu again and said with a smile: "This kid is a little crazy about loving calligraphy, don't blame Brother Zhao." But his head is knocked down, Brother Zhao will accept him as a registered disciple first, right?"

Li Chengru couldn't understand the literature and ink, and he couldn't see whether Zhao Yu's calligraphy was good or bad, and when he saw his father and brother respecting Zhao Yu so much, he knew that what the young man said was true, and he really had some attainments. At this time, he gasped, only felt that Zhao Yu was not like a person, his martial arts were already much stronger than himself, and his calligraphy was outstanding! ”

Li Muwen listened to his father's words and stepped aside, but his eyes kept staring at Zhao Yu, as if he wanted to swallow him.

Zhao Yu lowered his head to avoid the fanatical gaze, and said with a haha: "Let's talk about it after the competition." ”

Since then, the Li family has treated Zhao Yu as a guest. Three days later, it was time for the competition.

There is a school field outside the city of Dongping Mansion, which was originally a place where the Yuan soldiers were stationed and trained, but because the Liaodong Jin people made a rebellion, the Yuan soldiers were transferred north to quell the rebellion, so they were idle. The Taishan faction advertised itself as a famous and decent family, and was full of confidence, intending to make a big deal about it, so they rented this school field, and spared no effort to publicize it in the city a few days ago, which was bound to force the Li family to a situation where there was no way to retreat.

When Zhao Yu and the Li family father and son arrived at the school field together, they saw the scene of the crowd of people, and stepped out of the carriage to listen.

Although Li Chun was quite confident in Zhao Yu, he was a little worried in his heart when he saw this huge scene, for fear that Zhao Yu would be timid in his heart, so he comforted in a low voice: "Relax, even if you lose, it doesn't matter." ”

"How could the master lose!" Li Muwen has already become a loyal fan of Zhao Yu, and even his father does not sell it.

And Li Chengru saw this huge scene, only to remember that today's gambling game is to bet on his own life, no matter how bold he is, at this time he also felt that his legs and stomach began to turn tendons, only stared at Zhao Yu, and whispered "I won't lose, I won't lose"!

Zhao Yu just turned around and smiled at the Li family's father and son, although he was young, he couldn't frighten him in this meeting.

When the group entered, some disciples of the Taishan faction who were already hidden in the crowd were instructed, and they booed again and again with everyone, and constantly broke out shouts such as "hurt people to pay for their lives".

Although Zhao Yu didn't know what the Taishan faction was like, he felt a little disdain in his heart when he watched his actions. If they were reasonable, they could naturally kill the doorman Li Chengru to pay for his life, but they took the trouble to make such a big move, if they said that they had no other thoughts, the ghosts would not believe it.

When they walked up to the high platform in the school field, there were already a cadre of the Taishan faction waiting there, among which sat a middle-aged scribe with a clear face, who was closing his eyes and recuperating his mind, deaf to the noise around him, should be the helper invited by the Taishan faction, Yu Zongbai of Shandong.

Taishan sent everyone to meet him, his face was not good, and he smiled at Li Chun: "What, Master Li, do you really want to fight against the water? Now there is room for regret, and I won't be able to help you later!"

Li Chun said coldly: "Since you have come to power, you have naturally decided." This matter is because of my second son, and if he really loses the competition, he will have to bear the consequences. It's just that I have a word of persuasion, you Taishan faction have these thoughts, it is better to carefully restrain the people, otherwise next time it will not be as simple as being crippled, and the disaster of destroying the door is in front of you!"

"Okay, old horseman, kill your son today, I'll see, your Li family's heirs are all dead, and which one are you still holding on to the flying knife stunt!"

Zhao Yu took a step forward and said: "Kill chickens with a knife, it's enough for me to shoot!"

When the Taishan faction saw Zhao Yu's young appearance, they were stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, and pointed at Li Chengru and said: "Li Chengru, you hard-working boy, but seeing how ruthless your father is, he is really willing to let you die in vain!"

This noise naturally attracted the attention of Yu Zongbai on the stage, and after he saw Zhao Yu, his brows frowned tightly. Originally, he agreed to the Taishan faction's request, on the one hand, it was to enrich Xie Yi, and on the other hand, there was no lack of plans to make his reputation go to the next level through this matter. But the Li family sent such a stinky kid to play, even if he won, he had no face to publicize, but his latter plan was completely frustrated.

Zhao Yu naturally felt the contempt of everyone, but he didn't take it to heart, and said directly: "Since everyone is here, let's start." ”

"Wait!" said one of the Taishan factions: "It is difficult to have a clear standard for calligraphy competition. Although your Li family is destined to lose, my Taishan faction has always been fair and does not give others a chance to gossip, so I invited an arbitration, and I have not yet arrived. ”

As he spoke, a magnificent carriage drove into the school grounds. Zhao Yu turned his head to look, but was suddenly taken aback, it turned out that the car was actually held by five horses, which was the etiquette of the princes in the Zhou ceremony.

Now in the world of the Mongols in the Great Yuan Dynasty, what are the princes of Shandong? An answer is about to come out, Confucius Yan Shenggong!

In all dynasties, regardless of the Han family or the Hu people, there is only one family that remains unchanged and does not change due to changes in the world, and that is the descendants of the Confucian saints, the Confucian family in Qufu!

The successive dynasties have treated the Kong family with great courtesy, and when the former Emperor Renzong of the previous dynasty, the descendants of the Confucian family were given the title of Holy Prince, and the title is still used to this day. With the flying and domineering of the Mongols, they dare not be the slightest disrespectful to the Yan Shenggong!

No matter how powerful the Taishan faction is, it is just a sect of rivers and lakes, and it can actually invite such an extraordinary person as Yan Shenggong to drive? Zhao Yu was puzzled, looked up, and saw that Yu Zongbai had lost his composure, stood up and rushed off the stage, and greeted Yan Shenggong's car.

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