My servant in the Tang Dynasty is Li Shimin

Chapter 51
At this time, Li Chengqian was really scared, and even had the urge to travel through time and space, and slap himself just now.

If he had known it would end like this, he shouldn't have been so mean just now!

"Ha ha!"

Wang Yuan understood, seeing Li Chengqian's frightened appearance, he smiled lightly:
"Don't worry, as long as you work hard, I won't tell Lao Li anything."

"Speaking of which, you really are worthy of being Lao Li's son, and you followed your father's lead."

At the beginning, Lao Li just liked to talk cheap, and for no reason he promised himself [-]% of the profit from selling refined salt, but in the end he fell to the point of blackmailing his own money.

If he had a clearer head and said [-] to [-] percent, he would have made a fortune by now.

This Li Kun, on this point, fully followed his father.

It can only be said that they deserve to be their biological father and son.

"Thank you, Senior Wang!"

Hearing this, Li Kun immediately breathed a sigh of relief as if he had been granted an amnesty.

He got up quickly, then seemed to think of something again, stepped forward and asked respectfully:
"Senior Wang, this junior has an unsolicited request, can you tell me the name and origin of this calligraphy form?"

"Although the younger generation can't say that they have read the whole book, they can still be considered to have heard about it. Why have they never seen such calligraphy?"

Obviously, even after admitting defeat, Li Chengqian still wanted to figure out where he lost.

"Not bad!"

Hearing this, Wang Yuan frowned, and he had a high opinion of Li Chengqian in his heart:
"Recognize the shame and then be brave to know the weak and seek strength. Although you look stupid, nephew, you have the heart of a gentleman."

Seems silly?The heart of a gentleman?
Li Chengqian's face froze, he couldn't tell whether Wang Yuan's words were scolding or boasting.

Could it be that this is the way the gods of the world speak?
Seeing Li Chengqian's froze expression, Wang Yuan smiled again and said:

"Its name is Shoujinti. In fact, it's normal that you can't recognize this calligraphy, because it's the first time this calligraphy style has appeared in this world."

According to historical records, the Thin Gold Body originated in the Tang Dynasty, and was finally created by Zhao Ji, Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty. It is at least a few hundred years away from the present, but it was brought to the present by Wang Yuan, a traveler.

At present, apart from the three people in the house at this time, no one in the entire Tang Dynasty knows about it!

"First appearance."

Li Chengqian repeated Wang Yuan's words, and then he seemed to realize something, and stood there in a daze, looking at the rice paper in his hand, he was dumbfounded.

Doesn't this mean that this calligraphy style was created by the senior king in front of him?
"hiss!"

Thinking of the key point, Li Chengqian grinned directly, gasped, and shivered for a while!
He was completely shocked!
Throughout the ages, there has never been a style of calligraphy that was created by one person alone!

For example, cursive script, official script, regular script, etc., have been perfected by countless literati and inkmen after hundreds of years of silence, and they can finally be completed together with painstaking efforts.

And the senior king in front of him, who was about the same age as him, actually accomplished this feat by himself!

How unprecedented is this!

If it spreads out, it will definitely cause a sensation in the entire Tang Dynasty, and make countless famous teachers feel ashamed of it!

This is simply not something that humans can do, it is a miracle that only a man of God can accomplish!

At this moment, Li Chengqian completely understood why his father called Wang Yuan a god in the world.

Because he really lives up to his name!

Compared with him, those princes and tutors before me are like rubbish.

Do not!
Even Li Chengqian himself is trash!
"Ridiculous, how ridiculous I am!"

Li Chengqian came back to his senses, with a self-deprecating expression on his face, and bowed deeply to Wang Yuan again:
"I was so arrogant and arrogant just now, and I wanted to compare my knowledge with the prince."

"It's like a frog in a well, as ridiculous as a clown."

"Senior Wang didn't blame me, but instead patiently explained it to me. It's really moral!"

"Such a great kindness, the younger generation will always remember it in their hearts."

At this moment, Li Chengqian was convinced of Wang Yuan.

How dazzling is a person who can create a whole set of calligraphy fonts in his teens!

With this single-handed invention, Wang Yuan can be famous in history forever!

Seeing Li Chengqian's limping appearance, Wang Yuan also blushed, feeling very embarrassed.

"It's really nothing, and I'm still very young. If you do this, it's as if I'm very old."

"Okay, let's go to sweep the snow."

Did I go too far with this poor baby?

At this moment, a trace of guilt actually rose in Wang Yuan's heart.

Looking at this scene, the son of Lao Li probably already regarded him as a peerless sage.

This is very embarrassing, this time he seems to have overplayed it.

But he didn't say anything excessive, did he?How could this child be lied to?

Wang Yuan couldn't figure it out.

"As ordered!"

Li Chengqian obediently agreed without any dissatisfaction, and picked up the broom on the ground with one hand.

But when he walked to the door, he remembered something again, holding the rice paper in the other hand, looking at Ling Yuan, blushing and saying:
"Well, Senior Wang, can you give this calligraphy of yours to me for collection?"

"I want to take it back and frame it properly, so that I can always remind myself not to be arrogant, and at the same time, I can copy your writing style, senior."

"Of course, next time I come, I will bring enough money"

Li Chengqian's tone was very sincere.

In his heart, the value of this calligraphy is priceless, after all, it is the pioneering work of a calligraphy genre.

But before he finished speaking, Wang Yuan waved his hand helplessly:

"Stop talking, this stuff doesn't cost money."

"Your father and I are friends, isn't it just a few pieces of paper? How much is it worth?"

"Take as much as you like."

Hearing this, Li Chengqian was shocked again, and said respectfully: "Thank you, Senior Wang, for your gift!"

Senior Wang is worthy of being a god and man in the world, to give such a treasure to himself like this, what a broad mind this is!

Li Chengqian was extremely shocked.

If Wang Yuan knew what Li Chengqian was thinking, he would definitely be dumbfounded.

Of course he didn't care, because he didn't invent this font either.

On the other side, Li Chengqian carefully put away the rice paper as a peerless treasure, and then ran outside the house with a broom to sweep the snow.

And he was still smirking while sweeping the snow.

Even Uncle Ming and others wanted to help, but he flatly refused, saying that he wanted to complete the task of Senior Wang alone.

This made Uncle Ming and the others speechless for a while, Wang Yuan also felt a little dazed, subconsciously said:
"Young man, you are easy to deceive!"

"Yes! My brother is really pitiful."

Xiao Le'er also appeared from behind Wang Yuan at this time, with a lollipop in her mouth, and said naively:

"Young Master, if Ye Ye knew what happened just now, how would he react?"

"what?"

Wang Yuan was taken aback for a moment, and said in confusion: "Little girl, why do you care about this?"

"My lord, you are so stupid!"

Hearing this, a trace of disgust flashed across Xiao Le'er's big eyes.

Immediately, she stood up straight, looked at Wang Yuan, and said softly:

"My lord, I have a showdown, and you haven't paid me the hush money yet!"

"If you don't give me the hush money, I'll go and talk nonsense about what happened just now!"

Wang Yuan: "???"

thump!
In the courtyard, Li Chengqian, who heard Xiao Leer's words, fell a big somersault and ate half of his mouth.

Is this still my sister?

(End of this chapter)