Seeing that Lu Tianyang was still indifferent and couldn't see the clues, everyone couldn't help but be curious to come forward and take a look, only to see that the penmanship was like flowing water, and there was an awe-inspiring pride in the silver hook and iron strokes, especially when it was written that "a few people returned to fight in ancient times", the force penetrated the paper, and it seemed to contain a tragic and painful indignation. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Compared with Lin Daxia's ink treasure, the penmanship and handwriting can really be fake, and it is difficult to distinguish the difference!

The martial artists who don't know calligraphy are certainly amazed to see it, and the old man and Guan Sui, the two people who read poetry and books, are even more shocked.

Guan Sui originally planned to see Lu Tianyang's joke, but when his gaze fell on these four lines, his mouth suddenly opened wide, and he almost forgot to close it. There is no need to look at the style of the characters, just looking at the glyph penmanship, he may not be able to catch up with it after practicing hard for another twenty years.

Impossible, simply impossible! How could this kid write such heroic words? He was young, where did he get this experience, where did he get this mind, and where did he get this bearing?

The old man was very excited, he pushed away the crowd, approached the desk by himself, carefully observed every word on the rice paper, he had been studying the ink treasure of the Lin Morin hero all his life, and the four lines of newly written words in front of him were not inferior to Lin Daxia's "Drunk Lying on the Battlefield Jun Mo Xiao"! The last sentence is even more unrestrained, full of spirit and spirit, and even has the meaning of blue out of blue.

His eyes sparkled, and he gently stroked the handwriting strokes with his trembling hand: "Good words!

Lu Tianyang wrote these four lines, and the resentment aroused in his heart by General Li was relieved, he retreated to the corner, untied the wine gourd around his waist, and drank it on his head.

The wine entered the dry intestines, which made him think that after a thousand years, this "Drunk and Lying on the Battlefield Jun Mo Xiao" also fell to the Guan family, and it can be seen that the descendants of General Li have long disappeared in the long river of history. It's a pity that there is a loyal martyr, a loyal bone!

He didn't speak, but Qiao Xiaofeng, who was overjoyed, walked over with a smile and patted him on the shoulder: "Little brother, you really surprise the old man, tell me quickly, how many skills do you still have that you haven't showed?"

This time, it shouldn't be a big problem to fake the score!

He was in a good mood, snatched Lu Tianyang's wine gourd with one hand, and drank heartily.

Lu Tianyang rolled his eyes, don't you have another gourd wine I gave you on your waist? Why did you rob me?

And the old man standing in front of the desk only let out a long breath at this time, he turned around, strode in front of Lu Tianyang, bowed his head and said: "Old Guan Xianjun has eyes and does not know talents, and he has offended Mr. Lu a lot before, and he is willing to make amends to Mr. Lu!"

Lu Tianyang didn't have any ill feelings towards this old Mr. Guan Xianjun, and knew that this old man must be a famous man who read poetry and books, so he hurriedly stretched out his hand to support him: "The old gentleman is serious, the younger generation is young and shallow, and he still needs to learn from the old man." After that, he respectfully bowed deeply towards Guan Xianjun.

This action can be described as extremely heartwarming, and Guan Xianjun's eyes flashed with gratitude and appreciation. As a great Confucian of the generation, if he really knelt down to apologize to a young junior, where would he put this old face in the future? But he openly said in everyone that he would apologize solemnly and was willing to gamble and lose.

Now Lu Tianyang's move really gave him enough face, and he was even more convinced. Looking at this young man's mind, it's no wonder that he can write such heroic penmanship!

When he saw that his son was still standing dumbfounded, he suddenly became angry: "Guan Sui, why are you still standing stupidly, why don't you invite Mr. Lu to take a seat?"

Guan Sui's wishful thinking in his heart was disappointed, but he didn't dare not listen to his father's words, so he politely moved two chairs and invited Lu Tianyang and his father to take a seat.

Guan Xianjun asked Lu Tianyang to sit down first, and he sat beside him.

What is the status of this old Mr. Guan, the former scholar and academic name of the dynasty are resounding all over the world, even a fierce person like Qiao Xiaofeng has to laugh with him when he sees him, but now looking at Mr. Guan's attitude, it is clear that he admires this Lu Shao very much, and everyone has not woken up, and all kinds of admiration for Lu Tianyang have been heard endlessly for a while.

Guan Xianjun said to Lu Tianyang sincerely: "The old man looks at Mr. Lu's legal conception, which is really not inferior to Lin Daxia, and even hidden out of the blue, if it weren't for the fact that the pen power is slightly inferior to Lin Daxia, the old man still thinks that Lin Daxia himself came to wield it." But it's no wonder that Lin Daxia's martial arts are unparalleled in the world, and who in the world can match it? Mr. Lu, can you give this calligraphy to the old man so that he can observe and learn it every day?"

Lu Tianyang saw that he treated him very politely, just a word, just give it to him, so he nodded and said: "Don't dare, the old gentleman can call the junior Tianyang, if the old gentleman does not dislike it, the junior will give this letter to the old gentleman." ”

Guan Xianjun saw that this young man was talented but not arrogant, so he valued him for two more points and thanked him repeatedly.

Seeing that Guan Xianjun valued Lu Tianyang's words so much, Qiao Xiaofeng's eyes rolled, and he also pondered, and said to Lu Tianyang: "Little brother, Mr. Guan already has a genuine painting of Lin Daxia, your Linmo work, it is better to give it to the old man to hang ...... in the hall."

After he finished speaking, Mr. Guan had already jumped up, and he didn't know where this old man got this spirit with a thin body, so he grabbed it in a few steps and rolled up the notebook on the desk and put it away, and hugged it tightly in his arms: "Qiao Xiaofeng, this is given to me by the little brother Tianyang, if you dare to fight it, I will drive you away immediately!"

Everyone had never seen this arrogant writer with such a demeanor and language, and they were dumbfounded for a while, Qiao Xiaofeng regretted that he didn't ask for a notebook earlier, how could he grab it with Guan Laoxian's attitude now?

At the request of Guan Xianjun, Lu Tianyang added "Gift to Mr. Lu Tianyang, the old man of Weinan Guan", except for the last name and the missing seal, the whole copybook is almost exactly the same as the original Lin Yu's copy.

Qiao Xiaofeng was more confident in the imitation of the piano score, and he was about to speak, when Lu Tianyang suddenly picked up the teacup on the coffee table, and with a wave of his wrist, he threw the teacup towards the window paper in the hall window.

This teacup was mixed with his Yi Jin True Qi and Bao Yuan True Qi, whistling through the window paper, flying out, and then heard someone "ouch" more than a dozen steps away, and fell to the ground in response.

Everyone was stunned, and Lu Tianyang solemnly said to Qiao Xiaofeng: "Senior Qiao, someone outside has been eavesdropping on the movement in the hall, I have hit his acupoint, and now he can't move, please find someone to escort him in." ”

Someone eavesdropping? Guan Sui's face changed first, Qiao Xiaofeng also smiled, he waved his hand, and the members of the Law Enforcement Hall who followed him had already rushed out, and soon carried a person dressed as a family member back to the hall.