Three Kingdoms: Divine Choice

Wang Xuan took a deep breath and said, "Su Che's handwriting is commendable. As your predecessors said, Su Che riding this picture can be called a generation of grandmasters. But if you want to reach this level, I don't know how long you have to practice hard. "

"After such a long time, it is only possible to go a long way in calligraphy, so that there is no time to study poetry, and it is impossible for energy to keep up." "

Wang Yun squinted his eyes and said, "Nephew Wang Xian, what do you want to say?"

Wang Xuan said, "I suspect that this poem that Su Che rode was copied from someone else, and he did not write it himself at all." "

Wow!!

As soon as these words came out, the faces of everyone present instantly changed.

Dare to say that Su Yan's poem was copied?

Wang Yun said in a deep voice: "Virtuous nephew, you can't say this nonsense, do you have any evidence to prove it?"

Everyone looked at Wang Xuan, but "eight eight zero" Wang Xuan curled his neck and said loudly: "I have no evidence, but the reason I have just said, I don't believe that this kind of calligraphy and poetry can exist, this is against common sense!"

Everyone felt reasonable when they heard Wang Xuan's words, after all, in addition to talent, calligraphy also needs continuous practice, and without seven or eight years, it is impossible to write anything.

Even calligraphy masters like Cai Yong began to practice when they were young, and it was not until their current advanced age that they reached the peak of their skills.

Su Yan is only twenty-five years old now, and it is not easy to reach a level comparable to Cai Yong, it can be said that he is extremely talented.

But even such a talent has to be practiced from a young age and take more than ten years to reach the current level.

It stands to reason that he simply did not have time to delve into poetry and could not have attained much of it.

Therefore, what Wang Xuan said is actually very reasonable from the perspective of ordinary people.

It's just that Su Yan is not very human.

At such an age, he served as a riding general, and also led the pastor of Jizhou, holding great power, such a person looking at the whole world, which is not at least more than forty years old?

Su Yan, this is really an outlier among them.

All his deeds cannot be calculated according to common sense, because he is simply a demon.

Throughout the history of the previous generation, the person who worked side by side with calligraphy and poetry may also be Su Yan.

Even though everyone understood Wang Xuan's words in their hearts, no one dared to come out and support him.

"Hmph! I don't know how bad it is!"

A cold snort sounded, and I saw Su Yan looking at Wang Xuan and said, "You are not the first person to say this about me, do you know who the last person who said that I plagiarized was?"

"Who?"

Wang Xuan asked subconsciously.

Su Yan sneered, "Yuan family, Yuan Shu!"

Wang Xuan was stunned suddenly.

Su Yan said, "Back then, I accompanied my family to attend the banquet of the great general He Jin, and then, Yuan Shu looked at me unfavorably like you, so he kept making it difficult in every possible way and said mine." "

"Your father Wang Qian was also present at that time, do you know what happened to Yuan Shu?"

After that, he continued without waiting for Wang Xuan to answer: I was humiliated, and finally he was directly driven out of the General's Mansion by He Jin's mess!"

Wang Xuan suddenly changed color, his face was full of fear, and he looked at Su Yan Yin Qingqing.

Su Yan said coldly: "In my opinion, you are all the same kind of people, all of you are so self-righteous, pretentious, feel that what you can't do, others definitely can't do, a look like everyone is inferior to me, it's ridiculous!"

"You........"

Wang Xuan was said by Su Yan to the pain point, his face turned red, and he opened his mouth to defend himself, but he couldn't say any tenable reason, and he was speechless for a while.

"Alas..."

At this time, Cai Yong sighed and shook his head: "Okay Zhongxuan, let's stop here, your heart is still not enough, you still have to hone it after you go back." "

"Teacher, I..."

Wang Xuan's face was pale, he pursed his lips, and his eyes were densely bloodshot.

Ma Riyan persuaded: "Nephew Wang Xian, let's stop here, we know that you and Su Cheqi are just a battle of will between young people, you have no intention of offending him, so let's end this matter." "

Yang Biao said: "Stop it, nephew, otherwise you will provoke Su Cheqi, and no one will be able to save you." "

Wang Xuan's body continued to shake, looking at Su Yan's heart with all kinds of unwillingness, his heartbeat continued to accelerate, and his chest rose and fell more and more obviously.

Suddenly, a flush appeared on Wang Xuan's face, only listening to his "ah" scream, and opening his mouth to spit out a blood mist.

Fortunately, there was no one ahead, and it didn't make a difference.

Wang Xuan's face was like golden paper, his eyes were closed, and his body fell backwards: 0 Yang Xiu's eyes were quick, and he helped Wang Xuan and hurried to let people treat him.

After some rescue, Wang Jian woke up slowly. However, his spirit was weakened, and he was no longer able to stay.

Su Yan looked at all this lightly, without the slightest wave in his heart.

This Wang Xuan is better than the original Yuan Shu, at least he is talented, after this setback, if he can wake up, his future achievements will definitely skyrocket.

If he can't survive and dies here, then he will be a waste person and will not deserve the attention of others.

Su Yan retracted his gaze and turned his head to look, but found Cai Yong looking at him with a smile, and said, "That Su Che rode... Can you give this painting to your husband?"

Su Yan smiled and said, "Of course, Mr. Cai can take it if he wants." "

"Thank you so much. "

Cai Yong was overjoyed, and put away the pair of words that Su Yan had just written like a treasure, handed it to the next person, ordered him to receive it in good life, and then observed it after he went back.

Wang Yun, Yang Biao, Huangfu Song and other old guys, watching Cai Yong get such a priceless treasure, all of them were red-eyed, looking at Su Yan with their eyes, and he couldn't bear to look at him directly.

In desperation, Su Yan had to write another picture, but what he wrote was only a poem that had already been written, not a famous sentence in later generations.

The old guys all got Su Yan's ink treasure, and 1.4 triumphantly chanted, happy no.

Cai Yan looked at Su Yan's eyes at this time, also very eager, I don't know what to think, his cheeks suddenly flashed a blush, but quickly disappeared.

Many people did not see this scene, but they did not hide it from her father Cai Yong.

When Cai Yong saw this scene, his eyes looked at Su Yan's back, and he couldn't help but ponder.

For the rest of the day, everyone strolled around the neighborhood again and stayed until the afternoon, and then the group began to descend the mountain and walk to their residence at the foot of the mountain.

After reaching the bottom of the mountain, everyone rested in the camp.

After resting for a night, early the next morning, the group returned by car.

On the way back, Cai Yong and his daughter sat in a carriage, he looked at Cai Yan and said softly: "Daughter, you are not small, it is not appropriate to always be like this, do you have any ideas for the future?" _

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