Wei Zhongdao suddenly opened his eyes!

Fierce light!

That expression couldn't wait to swallow Wang Haosheng alive, it was extremely terrifying!

Pen!

Exhale cloudy breath!

Wei Zhongdao wrote hard!

Coherent!

Unexpectedly, Wei Zhongdao actually showed a faint smile.

He was quite satisfied with his work.

The pen is powerful and sonorous.

It can be called a masterpiece.

Wei Zhang, who was beside him, turned his head and glanced at it, secretly relieved.

Lu Zhi was slightly startled.

He had a faint feeling of unease.

Could it be that this Wei Zhong said...

I dare not imagine.

He immediately turned his head and glanced at Wang Hao's work.

A pair of eyes stared directly like copper bells, full of incredulity.

"Yunyi, your calligraphy..."

Hiss~~~~

Lu Zhi couldn't help but gasp.

"Zigan, what's wrong with you?"

Cai Yong couldn't help but be curious.

In his impression, although Lu Zhi is not very good at calligraphy, he is at least a generation of Hongru, and he should not be so surprised.

Wei Zhongdao, who was seated, let out a sneer: "Hmph! Isn't the work too bad and ashamed to see people? "

Saying that, he got up and presented his work to Cai Yong: "Please Cai everyone taste it." "

Cai Yong took the look and couldn't help nodding and praised: "Hmm! Not bad, strong pen, strong and powerful, the whole article is completed in one go, it is a top masterpiece! "

Wei Zhongdao was overjoyed, and hurriedly bowed over: "Thank you Cai everyone!" "

Just at this time.

Lu Zhi beckoned: "Bo Zhao, I don't know some calligraphy, you can take a look!" "

Lu Zhi....

Is there calligraphy that he doesn't recognize?

Cai Yong was suddenly stunned and got up and came to Wang Hao.

His eyes stared at Wang Hao tightly, and he gasped.

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he knows that there is wood!

Cai Yong's eyes were full of horror and incredulity.

"Virtuous nephew, who is your master of calligraphy?"

What's going on?

Originally!

Wang Hao's five poems are written in five calligraphies: small seal, affiliation, kaishu, xingshu, and wild grass, and each calligraphy is as perfect as possible, so that people can't fault the slightest.

Wang Hao owes a salute: "Family teacher Qiao Hui!" "

The Chinese teacher is out again!

"Qiao Hui! Qiao Hui! Qiao Hui ~~~~"

Cai Yong chewed the name repeatedly, but no matter how he chewed, he couldn't think of such a person in the world today, who was good at poetry and calligraphy and could surpass him!

Han Dynasty calligraphers can be divided into two categories:

One category is the Han scholars, represented by Cai Yong;

One category is cursive writers, represented by Zhang Zhi, who was called "grass saint" by later generations.

(PS: Zhang Zhi, Zi Boying. )

In the history of calligraphy in the Celestial Dynasty, there are two people known as "grass saints", one is Zhang Zhi in the Later Han Dynasty, and the other is Zhang Xu in the Tang Dynasty.

Historical records record: Zhang Zhiqin studied good antiquity, was indifferent to Shijin, and the imperial court did not succeed with Youdao, and was called "Zhang Youdao" by people at the time.

Although there were two main categories of calligraphers in the Han Dynasty, this does not mean that there were no other calligraphies.

In fact, on the contrary, in the more than three hundred years of the Han Dynasty, the development of calligraphy can be described as reaching its peak.

From the small seal evolved into the affiliated book, and from the affiliated book, gradually derived the kaishu, xingshu, cursive script, by the time of the Hanling Emperor Liu Hong, all the existing fonts were basically complete.

It is precisely because Wang Hao knows this that he dares to write all kinds of fonts in unison, without worrying about revealing stuffing at all.

"There is really a hidden dragon and crouching tiger in this world!"

Cai Yong let out a sigh of emotion, pinched his goatee, and solemnly said: "Yunyi, if your master can be born, he must be the world's great relative, even Cai, and it is difficult to look forward to his back!" "

Lu Zhi was shocked: "Bo Zhao, this... Is it an overstatement? "

Cai Yong explained: "Zigan, Yunyi's first poem is Li Si's small seal. "

"Small seals are difficult to write, so there is a book, ordinary people write small seals, most of them have no form and god, pure imitation, but Yunyi's small seal is different, like a natural formation, the shape is good!"

Lu Zhi nodded silently.

What the little seal looks like, he still knows.

"Bo Qiao, in the second sentence, there seems to be your shadow, and it seems that there is not only you, but also the shadow of Zhong Xiu, Shi Yiguan and others, incredible, simply incredible."

Zhong Xiu, Shi Yiguan, Liang Hu and others were all famous calligraphers during the Han Ling Emperor period.

Lu Zhi was so excited that he felt like he had caught a treasure.

Cai Yong continued: "This third verse... It reminds me of Mr. Wang Cizhong, Wang Lao's calligraphy is like this, the shape is square, than the painting is straight! "

It is worth mentioning that the kaishu we wrote today, also called the right book and the true book, was created by Wang Cizhong of the Eastern Han Dynasty.

Lu Zhitun was surprised and asked, "What about this fourth sentence?" "

Cai Yong explained: "In this fourth sentence, there is the shadow of the calligrapher Liu Desheng, the handwriting is beautiful, the wind is gentle, far from the square, and the thick fiber is like moving clouds and flowing water, which is pleasing to the eye. "

Looking at Wang Hao's fifth verse, Cai Yong sighed: "This fifth sentence is probably Zhang Boying's cursive writing, right?" I thought that His Majesty had recruited him to become an official in the dynasty, but he refused to come, and concentrated on studying calligraphy, but he did not expect that the true transmission was actually ... Alas! "

Wei Zhongdao on the side felt that something was wrong.

Moving closer to Wang Hao, he glanced at his work.

Those eyes suddenly widened like copper bells, and they couldn't wait to jump out of their eye sockets, shatter, and smash to the ground.

Cai Yan was also shocked to the extreme.

Not only subordinate books, but also small seals, kaishu, xingshu, cursive, there is not a single one that can't work!

It's a decathlon ah, there is wood?

His future husband is so good!

Lu Zhi laughed loudly: "Bo Zhao, then this second competition..."

Cai Yong did not hesitate: "It is Yun Yixian's nephew who wins!" Two wins in three games, Yun Yi has already won two games, then there is one game of piano art left, there is no need to compare, the little girl promised to give it to the virtuous nephew. "

Wang Hao was overjoyed, and immediately bowed his hand and said, "Thank you Yue Zhang!" "

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