A ton of strength at the beginning, I will travel the world in the Red Mansion

Xia Bingzhong handed the letter to Emperor Wu Yun respectfully. When Emperor Wu Yun saw it, he also had a headache on his face. Did Jia Hu really write such big characters like chicken feet?

"Is this a letter from Jia Hu at Yanmen Pass?"

Emperor Wu Yun asked Xia Bingzhong with disbelief.

"Returning to the emperor, it was sent by Yanmen Pass. Look at the signature on the top and bottom of the letter, it is Jia Hu."

Xia Bingzhong pointed to the signature on the last piece of paper on the letter and said.

That's right, it was Jia Hu. The two words on the letter were written a little bit for Xia Bingzhong to recognize clearly, but there were only these two words.

Emperor Wu Yun looked at the four letters in his hand in pain. Each letter had no more than twenty characters, that is to say, eighty characters. Jia Hu wrote four pieces of paper.

In fact, it doesn't matter about Jia Hu. He lived in the modern age in his previous life. Jia Hu never practiced brush calligraphy at all. After traveling to the Red Mansion, the characters of the Han are not much different from the modern characters, except that one is traditional and the other is simplified.However, Jia Hu of the Red Mansion Dahan grew up in the border, and had never read a book at all. Even his own name was learned by his father Jia Mu under the pressure of Jia Hu, according to Jia Mu's words.

"Whether you can write or not is not important, the important thing is that you have to learn to write your own name, this is what your grandfather Jia Daihua told me, and I will tell you today, if you can't learn, I will interrupt you leg."

Under this concept, Jia Hu wrote his own name to look better, but only to look better, and other characters are not as good as chicken feet.

Emperor Wu Yun put down the letter and rubbed his head with some headaches.

It suddenly occurred to me that I also had such handwriting when I was a child.Back then, the Supreme Emperor was also approving memorials in the Hall of Mental Cultivation. When I came here, I heard the Supreme Emperor scolding from a long distance away.

It seemed that the handwriting was too ugly. I had read the memorial at the time, but I couldn’t understand it, but it seemed to be somewhat similar to the words on the letter sent by Jia Hu.

But it's been too long, and I can't remember clearly, so I'll go and see my father later.

Emperor Wu Yun thought so, and then put down the letter.

Afternoon dinner time.

"Your Majesty, it's time for dinner."

Xia Bingzhong reminded Emperor Wu Yun from the side.

"Is this time?"

Emperor Wu Yun stretched his waist, and glanced at Jia Hu's letter on the imperial table.

"Let's drive to the Daming Palace, today I will have dinner with my father!"

Then Emperor Wu Yun took Jia Hu's letter and walked out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Daming Palace

The Supreme Emperor is having dinner.

Dai Quan walked in from the outside.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor seeks an audience."

"Oh, the emperor is here, let him in."

"I will see my father, my father Wanan!"

After Wu Yundi came in, he greeted the Supreme Emperor.

"Excuse me, why does the emperor come at this hour, have you eaten yet?"

When Taishang Huang saw Emperor Wu Yun coming in, he put down his chopsticks and said.

"Returning to the father, the minister has not eaten yet, and the son is a little confused, so he came to the father to clarify his doubts."

"Sit down, we'll talk about things later, let's eat first, our father and son haven't eaten together for a long time."

"Dai Quan, add a pair of bowls and chopsticks"

After Taishanghuang asked Emperor Wuyun to sit down, he ordered Dai Quan to bring a pair of bowls and chopsticks.

"Yes, Father."

Emperor Wu Yun quickly agreed, and then sat down.

After finishing the meal, Emperor Wu Yun followed the Supreme Emperor to the chessboard and sat down.

The Supreme Emperor played with the chess pieces casually.

"Sit down and play two rounds with me."

After Emperor Wuyun sat down, the Supreme Emperor asked, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Emperor Wu Yun took out Jia Hu's letter from his cuff, handed it to the Supreme Emperor and said:

"I have a letter here, which was written by Jia Hu at the Yanmen Pass, but I can't understand it. I remember that when I was young, I saw my father wrote a memorial that was somewhat similar to this letter, so I brought it to my father. The emperor has a look."

"Oh~ let me see!"

The Supreme Emperor took the letter and said curiously.

After opening it, looking at the handwriting in front of him, the Supreme Emperor looked nostalgic.

After Wu Yundi saw it, he asked;

"Father, what's wrong?"

When the Supreme Emperor heard what Emperor Wu Yun said, he raised his head slowly and said;

"It's not wrong, it's just that I haven't seen this kind of handwriting for a long time, and I miss it."

Emperor Wu Yun was a little surprised when he heard it, the Supreme Emperor had really seen it.

"Father, do you know the words on it?"

Emperor Wu Yun asked in surprise.

"Hehe, it's more than acquaintance, Dai Quan."

"The old slave is here."

Dai Quan on the side replied.

"Go and get the memorial written by Jia Daihua, the former commander of the Beijing camp."

"Yes."

After a while, Dai Quan walked over holding the memorial.The Supreme Emperor took the memorial and Jia Hu's letter and handed it to Emperor Wu Yun.

"Look, what's the difference between this memorial and this letter."

Emperor Wu Yun was a little puzzled, what was Jia Hu's letter related to the memorial, but he honestly accepted the memorial and letter handed over by the Supreme Emperor.

When I opened it, Emperor Wuyun's eyes were immediately blinded. The handwriting of this memorial and this letter is almost the same, and they are both incomprehensible. People don't recognize Jia Hu's letter at all.

"Hehe, emperor, what did you see?"

The Supreme Emperor looked at Emperor Wu Yun with a smile on his face.

"Returning to Father, the handwriting on this memorial and this letter seems to be the same. Could it be that Jia Hu also wrote a memorial for you?"

Emperor Wu Yun asked with some doubts, thinking to himself; "Could it be that Jia Hu has hooked up with the Supreme Emperor, and not only wrote to me, but also to the Supreme Emperor, wanting to stand on both sides?" At the same time, he wanted to abolish Get rid of Jia Hu.

At this time, Jia Hu, who was far away at the border, didn't know that the letter he wrote almost sent him away.

Chapter 21: Your Majesty, hello, I am Jia Hu! !

The Supreme Emperor didn't know what Emperor Wu Yun was thinking, but just picked up the letter and said to Emperor Wu Yun with nostalgia.

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"The memorial in your hand was not written by Jia Hu. Didn't I say it before? It is the memorial written by Jia Daihua, the former commander of the Beijing camp. Let you compare it to see if you can tell the difference."

"Father, this, this is too incredible, different people have almost exactly the same handwriting."

Emperor Wu Yun said in surprise.

"Hahahaha!"

The Supreme Emperor was amused by Emperor Wu Yun's words, and after laughing for a while, he opened his mouth and said:

"Prince, what you said made me laugh so hard."

Emperor Wu Yun had a black line on his face, and said with some dissatisfaction:

"Father, I don't know the reason. As for making you laugh so happily, Father?"

"Okay, the emperor is looking for me this time, he must not understand what Jia Hu wrote in the letter, right?"

After Taishanghuang regained his composure, he said to Emperor Wuyun.

"That's right, Father, I really can't understand Jia Hu's letter."

"Let me translate for you. Back then, I could drag Jia Daihua to correspond one by one in the hall. After asking him to translate for me, I could barely understand."

"At that time, I scolded Jia Daihua and ordered him to go back and practice his calligraphy well. Guess how this stubborn donkey answered me."

The Supreme Emperor looked at Emperor Wu Yun, and Emperor Wu Yun also showed a cooperative expression of desire for knowledge.

The Supreme Emperor nodded in satisfaction.

When a person gets old, he likes to chatter. No one comes to Daming Palace on weekdays. Even if people come, most of them come to ask for work. Besides, as the Supreme Emperor, not everyone can chat with him , so that Emperor Wu Yun came over, so the Supreme Emperor could say a few more words.

"At that time, Jia Daihua sent me a good news, but at that time, like you now, I couldn't understand what Jia Daihua wrote in the letter. At that time, Jia Daihua's handwriting was not as good as Jia Hu's. I think this Jia Hu's letter, at least the name is well written, worthy of what I taught him back then."

"Father, I'm digressing. I'm here to ask Father to see what Jia Hu wrote?"

Emperor Wu Yun saw that the words of the Supreme Emperor were getting more and more outrageous, so he reminded him.

"Why panic, I'm just talking."

The Supreme Emperor looked at Wu Yun with dissatisfaction, and said with disgust.

"Yes, yes, father, please continue, and my son is listening."

Emperor Wu Yun said with an apologetic smile.

"Hmph, what did I say?"

"Said Jia Daihua to listen to your teachings."

Dai Quan reminded the Supreme Emperor in a low voice.

"Oh, yes, Jia Hu's name is okay now, it's just that Jia Daihua listened to my teaching..."

The Taishanghuang's thoughts went back to when he was still the emperor.

"Asshole, look what you wrote yourself?"