Emperor Qiangu is in Huadu

Chapter 16 The Eternal One Emperor, Not to Be Humiliated

"Don't blow it here!"

Liu Shu made a joke, and naturally blamed Yin Zheng for this.

Hearing now that he said that he wanted to present the real imperial edict of the First Emperor, he naturally scoffed, dismissed it, and began to ridicule wantonly.

"The first emperor's edict is a priceless treasure, and you, a poor student, can have it?"

"People don't look good."

Long Yuan shook his head and said calmly, "Mr. Yin, please."

He said that, what else can the rest say?
Immediately, the sharp knife sent up the landscape brush and ink respectfully.

Pen, ink, paper and inkstone are all available, and all of them are first-class things.

On the inkstone, some ancient people are engraved vividly.

This is Mr. Long's favorite thing, and he would be furious if anyone touches it on weekdays.

But now...

Yin Zheng glanced at this Liu Shu, and said calmly, "It's barely enough, come and help me sharpen the ink."

"what?"

Liu Shu is neither big nor young, and he is also a well-known person in SZ urban area. Now he wants to grind ink for a poor student?
"I let you grind ink, that's because I think highly of you."

"Hey, I'll go, you mean I have to thank you?"

The distinguished guests next to him also laughed a little, not understanding where Yin Zheng got the courage to say this.

"Help him sharpen the ink."

Mr. Long frowned slightly, Liu Shu was at a loss for words, and immediately jumped up, "Mr. Long, today is your [-]th birthday, but no matter how bad I am, Liu Shu is also a bit famous in our SZ city. Now you ask me to This kid grinds ink?"

"If you don't want to, then I can change someone."

"Miss Xian'er, please help me sharpen the ink, can you?"

Luo Xian'er was stunned for a moment, seeing so many people looking at her, even though she was always so much-watched, she was still a little shy.

"I?"

"it is good!"

Luo Xian'er nodded firmly, and walked to Yin Zheng's side.

"Grinding ink requires nine points of force, seven points of savagery, two points of ingenuity, and one point of effort. What is important is to do it step by step, and don't rush it."

"clear."

Luo Xian'er, a famous first-line domestic star, grinds ink personally. Looking at the whole of China, few people can enjoy this kind of treatment.

"Hmph, you've done enough to look good, it depends on what you have."

"Cowhide, you are blowing up to the sky, what about the first emperor's edict?"

Yin Zheng turned around, with a murderous look in his eyes, these people were instantly frightened and took two steps back.

This gaze seems to control the life and death of countless people...

"Writing brush characters, paying attention to the combination of movement and stillness, is an act of self-cultivation."

Luo Xian'er happened to have finished grinding, Yin Zheng raised his right hand suddenly, and the seven-inch-long writing brush stood upright.

"The pen is Qinglanghao, the paper is Qinghu silk, the four treasures of the study, and yours is barely a pass."

Mr. Long smiled wryly. This set of landscape brush and ink was added by his friends for many years. The value is unknown. It fell into Yin Zheng's mouth, but he barely passed it?
"Zhen, I want you to see what is the real imperial edict of the First Emperor!"

"One emperor through the ages, not to be humiliated!"

A slight breeze blows in, and the grass on the ground is swaying slightly.

I can only see Yin Zheng standing straight with his waist pole, and his right hand is in a unique holding posture. It is written in the small seal script of the Qin Dynasty.

The pen is penetrating three-pointers, vigorous and powerful.

Without the slightest pause, it was done in one go, just like flowing clouds and flowing water.

Recalling the writing of this edict in the past, Yin Zheng subconsciously turned to the right to pick up the Jade Seal of Chuanguo, but...it is not what it used to be.

However, the rest of the guests were dumbfounded.

"This……"

"This calligraphy, the entire Chinese calligraphy master, no one can do it!"

"The iron painting with the silver hook is done in one go, and this Xiaozhuan is even more flawless."

Even though these guests were all compliments, Yin Zheng didn't care at all.

In the past, there were countless princes and generals who stalked by his side, would he care about these people?
"Today is your eightieth birthday. This is my congratulatory gift to you. Farewell."

Even though they all knew that the imperial edict of the first emperor was written by Yin Zheng on the spot, but being able to copy it to such an extent, its value far exceeds that of Liu Shu's forgery.

"and many more!"

Mr. Long was still about to persuade him to stay, but he saw Yin Zheng leaving resolutely.

"Grandpa Long, it's getting late, I'm going back first too..."

"Li Dao, send Xian'er back."

"Yes!"

Luo Xian'er's early departure undoubtedly made the whole scene somewhat awkward.

But Liu Shu was still unconvinced, and after comparing for a long time, he still couldn't see why.

"Mr. Long, even if I'm a fake, isn't this guy writing it? At least I still have the seal of the country, and it's been framed. What about him?"

"roll!!!"

Long Yuan let out an angry roar, as if all the grievances of Yin Zheng's departure were poured on Liu Shu.

He was so frightened that he was trembling all over, and somehow he provoked the leading boss of SZ City.

"Old man calm down!"

"Tell you, his oracle is a priceless treasure in the true sense! Looking at China, there are very few people who can find such a pen style, or write the old Xiaozhuan!"

"As long as it is cultivated, it will definitely become a master of Chinese studies throughout China in the future. Tell me, is it better than your computer-generated fake?"

Liu Shu trembled all over, speechless.

"Old man, don't be angry..."

"Now, get out of here!"

How could Liu Shu dare to stay still, and hurried out with the fake, this time it was really embarrassing and embarrassing.

Originally, I wanted to leave a good influence on Mr. Long, but now it's a good thing, stealing chickens won't make you lose money...

Mr. Long breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Yin Zheng's calligraphy, and waved his hand, "Frame it and hang it in my study."

"Yes."

"Today, you are honored to attend my birthday banquet, which has already made me radiant, so there is no need to give birthday gifts, see off guests!"

It's no secret that Mr. Long never likes to ask for gifts from others.

However, he accepted Yin Zheng's gift, and specially framed it and put it in the study.

This is simply Arabian Nights!
"Ahem, since Mr. Long said so, then we'll leave first."

These distinguished guests looked at each other in blank dismay, they brought presents, in fact, they were just asking Mr. Long to do something.

Think carefully about this, Mr. Long has been in the mall for so many years, wouldn't he know?
When they left, Long Yuan didn't even look at him.

Instead, his eyes were scorching, staring at the calligraphy and painting where the ink hadn't dried.

"According to the information, he never learned any calligraphy, let alone Xiaozhuan more than 2000 years ago."

"But the first emperor's oracle was completed in one go, completely natural, without decades of skill, it is impossible to do it."

"Is there really a genius in this world?"

Long Yuan smiled wryly and shook his head. This birthday gift was obviously the biggest gift he had ever received in his life.

In fact, if he knew Yin Zheng's identity, he wouldn't think so.

An emperor through the ages, personally wrote the imperial edict, have you seen it? !
(End of this chapter)