Need for a Guard

After a while, Hong Xing, You Lan, and a few well-behaved girls in black silk came in with the Four Treasures of the Study, and put them on the table.

The girl in black silk rubbed ink while waiting for orders.

Old man Geng stood up, checked the four treasures of the study, and then smiled and said to all the talents: "Which one of you wants to be the first person to eat crabs?"

A few talented scholars took advantage of the wine to boost their confidence, picked up the brush, and tried it out.

Since they can sit at this table, they all have backgrounds, either they are great talents, or they are big dudes, or they are both great talents and big dudes.

So, of course, you have to show some of your own housekeeping skills.

These few talents splashed ink and ink, and their writing was either well-regulated or domineering. Although they did not reach the realm of first-class masters, they could be regarded as among the masters among the students.

A group of great Confucian scholars sat there, waiting for the gifted scholar to bloom the rice paper in front of his eyes, glanced at it, and nodded repeatedly.

Geng said with a smile: "These words are well written. It can be seen that you study hard on weekdays. However, the imitation is a bit heavy, and the strength of character is weak, and you need to strengthen it..."

Old man Geng's every word is perfect, and the words in his words have taught these talents a lot.

After a while, seven or eight talents had already passed by, and finally, it was the turn of Zhu Chao's son, Zhu Yan, to show off his skills.

Zhu Yan solemnly walked to the table, meditated for a moment, then moved the brush like an axe, and began to write solemnly.

All the great Confucian scholars know that Zhu Yan is famous for his talent, and he studied under Chen Sifan, a master of calligraphy and painting.

Therefore, Zhu Yan's calligraphy works should not be underestimated, and people look forward to it.

Zhu Chao and Chen Sifan looked at each other, both showing nervous expressions, thinking to themselves: Boy, don't let your father and your master spoil the role.

In fact, Zhu Yan did not disappoint Zhu Chao and Chen Sifan.

When Zhu Yan's calligraphy was displayed in front of the great Confucians, the Confucianists felt a kind of simple and unrestrained spirit of returning to nature.

"Good! Excellent..."

The old man Geng stood up, limped to the front of the book, frowned, stared at the book for a long time, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Okay, when you write and finish writing, It has the style of stone seal script, simple and classical rhyme, unique, good! Great..."

Those talented people in front thought they could get a good word from Mr. Geng, so they were a little complacent.

After seeing Zhu Yan's calligraphy style, she couldn't help being overshadowed, thinking to herself, this son is really talented.

The old man Geng took Zhu Yan's arm, smiled at Zhu Chao and Chen Sifan, "You two old things, why are you so lucky? You gave birth to a good son and took in a good apprentice. I really envy you to death. Why don't I have such an outstanding disciple? Shame! Shame!"

He also boasted to all the old birds: "Zhu Yan has a great talent. He is so young and has such attainments in calligraphy. From this point alone, he will definitely become a master of the generation in the future. His achievements are far beyond ours. Above old man Geng, of course, also far above his teacher Chen Sifan."

After receiving such an excellent evaluation, Chen Sifan and Zhu Chao couldn't help but feel beautiful in their hearts.

But Zhu Yan still stood there smiling, not complacent about the sugar-coated bomb, he turned his head and looked at Shi Yue beside him giving him a thumbs up.

Zhu Yan winked secretly at Shi Yue, shook her head and said in a low voice: "Everyone Geng is a master at calligraphy, and there is no one who can boast and wear high hats..."

Shi Yue and Kong Liren both listened to the truth, and couldn't help laughing knowingly. They didn't expect that the taciturn Zhu Yan also had a troubled heart.

Zhu Yan's profound calligraphy shocked the minds of all the talented people, and it was almost unsurpassable among the younger generation.

With Zhu Yan as a comparison, everyone in Geng didn't have much expectation for the talent in the future.

He smiled and scanned the past: "Who else hasn't tried his skills? Come on! Come on! But don't be intimidated by Mr. Zhu, after all, the whole Yankee may not be able to find someone like him. Several are comparable."

At this time, only Meng Chen, Shi Yue, and Kong Liren were left in the field!

On Meng Chen's face, there was no admiration for being overwhelmed by Zhu Yan's aura, and there was a natural and elegant smile on his fair face.

He smiled and cupped his hands to Kong Liren and Shi Yue: "Mr. Kong, Mr. Shi, please go first?"

Kong Liren smiled: "Mr. Meng, you don't need to be modest, everyone is still waiting to appreciate your masterpiece."

Meng Chen was no longer humble, cupped his hands, and finally turned around and walked to the desk, his eyes secretly glanced at Kong Liren, full of resentment.

Kong Liren shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Brother Shi, this time I am a dumb eater of Coptis chinensis, and I swallowed it in my stomach. Wait for my body to be collected later."

Shi Yue looked at Meng Chen's background, chattered his eyes, and said to Kong Liren: "Is this guy very powerful?"

Kong Liren smiled and said, "How powerful it is, you will know in a while."

The great Confucians didn't bother to watch those young guys perform calligraphy, but just sat around drinking and chatting.

Among these talents, Zhu Yan has the highest attainments and has almost reached the realm of transformation. Even if the rest of the talents can write vividly, compared with Zhu Yan, aren't they still admirable?

So, naturally, there is nothing to admire.

After a while, the door of the room opened quietly, and a smeared black face came in. The dark eyes were very agile, and he looked into the room timidly.

"Who? Is it a thief?" Old man Geng was the first to spot this sneaky black-faced guy, and hurriedly scolded him.

"No...it's not a thief, Uncle Geng, it's me." A soft note came, and the black-faced and delicate body squeezed in, and the small black hands swayed slightly, looking funny and weird.

All the scholars took a closer look, only to find that this dark-faced guy was Bai Mochou's daughter, Bai Su.

All the great Confucians laughed out loud.

Those junior talents didn't dare to laugh out loud, but they still couldn't help twitching their shoulders.

Bai Mochou frowned and said, "You...how did you get into this state, did you fall into the coal pile?"

Bai Su's clothes and hands are covered with black spots, and his fair little face is also dark. The black and white appearance is like a Dalmatians, which is very funny.

"I... I just went looking for something."

Bai Su dodged the eyes of the crowd, covered his black and white cheeks, walked up to Shi Yue who was laughing loudly, stretched out his small hand secretly, pinched Shi Yue's back, and said angrily, "Why are you laughing? Isn't it all for the sake of laughing?" You? This lady's reputation will be ruined today."

Shi Yue's face flushed red with laughter, and said narrowly, "Why did you make such a ghostly look?"

Bai Su pouted his pitch-black mouth, as if he was about to cry because of grievance, and complained: "The thing you asked me to find, can't be hard, soft, thick, thin, and elastic, this thing Where is it so easy to find?"

"As soon as I was in a hurry, I put my hands together, pulled hard, and sweated in anxiety, and wiped the sweat with my hands, so...it became like this..."

Looking at Bai Su's dark and delicate face, Shi Yue was moved in his heart, squeezed her dark little hands, and comforted him: "Susu, it's really hard for you. In order to help me, I don't even care about my own image, Shi Yue The third brother was very moved."

"You know it's hard for me, don't you?"

Bai Su glared at Shi Yue resentfully, and suddenly giggled happily, revealing a pair of white teeth.

"However, hard work pays off, and I finally found what you want."

Bai Su reached out, took out something from his pocket, and handed it to Shi Yue.

Shi Yue looked over, ecstatic, and smiled: "Haha...that's the thing, Susu, you've done a great service for me."

Zhu Yan, Kong Liren, Hong Xing, and You Lan all looked curiously, wanting to see what it was that made Shi Yue laugh so wildly.