In front of so many people, this eighth prince actually said that his calligraphy was so spicy?

The minister beside him couldn't help laughing.

Wei Zheng also laughed secretly and said in his heart: Duke Chen, Duke Chen, you dare to mess with the eighth prince? My butt still hurts now, can you be more careful, right?

Hou Junji hurriedly said, "Everyone, everyone understands it! I didn't say anything bad about the Eighth Prince!"

"But you look down on people!"

Li Chengfeng said disdainfully: "What? I am a six-year-old child. Can you look down on my calligraphy? If you have the ability, let's compete with each other?"

"What to compete?"

"It's like calligraphy!"

Li Chengfeng's calligraphy is righteous and full of confidence.

Hou Junji rolled his eyes and thought to himself: The Eighth Prince is indeed extremely intelligent, but calligraphy cannot be practiced in one or two years! Some people’s wisdom is born! But in addition to talent, calligraphy also requires acquired training to achieve everyone!

The so-called drops of water and stones are not a single day to achieve success!

Hou Junji thought about it carefully, but I didn’t believe that with my decades of calligraphy skills, I could not beat the six-year-old eighth prince?

After thinking about it, Hou Junji smiled and said, "Okay, since the Eighth Prince proposed to compete with the old minister for calligraphy, then the old minister will take on this game! Eighth Prince, please give me advice!"

"Okay, then what are the rules of the game?"

"The rules of the competition are of course that you and I will write a calligraphy on the blank rice paper and then give it to the ministers who are doing it! The ministers will judge and then select the winner, how about it?"

"Well, yes! So what about the bet?"

"Ah? Bet, what are you betting?"

Li Chengfeng smiled and said, "Of course it's a gamble! One game of 1,000 gold, whoever loses will give the winner 1,000 gold, how about it?"

Hou Junji was panicked.

As we all know, the Eighth Prince likes to bet very much.

It is said that Wei Zheng won 900 gold when he played chess with Wei Zheng a few days ago. At that time, Wei Zheng was so angry that he was trembling when he walked.

However, calligraphy is not a chess game, so I don’t believe that the Eighth Prince can really beat himself in calligraphy?

So Hou Junji said, "Okay, I'm a bet! The old minister doesn't believe that the old minister's calligraphy will not be as good as the eighth prince!"

"That's not your final decision, but the ministers present have the final decision!"

"Okay, start the game! Old minister is here to be the referee!"

Wei Zheng volunteered to become the referee.

The other ministers immediately became interested and wanted to observe the calligraphy competition between Hou Junji and Li Chengfeng.

Originally, more than a dozen ministers and Tang Dynasty princes participated in this calligraphy competition.

But Li Chengfeng and Hou Junji took the lead and had a two-person calligraphy competition!

"Duke Zheng, who do you think the calligraphy of the Eighth Prince or Duke Chen is better?"

"This, I think it must be Duke Chen! Duke Chen's calligraphy skills are no less than me! And the eighth prince said that although he is talented, calligraphy does take time to become a master!"

"Haha, what Duke Zheng said is right! The Eighth Prince is very proud and never admits defeat! I'm afraid that this time, he will hit a wall!"

"Well, it's better for the Eighth Prince to see what it means to have someone outside of people, there is a heaven outside of heaven!"

Wei Zheng smiled, then picked up two pieces of white rice paper, handed them to Hou Junji, and handed them to Li Chengfeng.

Wei Zheng said: "Okay, what can you start? The calligraphy competition between the Eighth Prince and Duke Chen is about to begin! The rules of the competition are: the two of them write down their own calligraphy and judge by the ministers present! Whoever the ministers support, then stand behind whoever they are!"

"Okay, the game begins!"

As soon as Wei Zheng finished speaking, Li Chengfeng picked up the ink pen on his left hand, and wrote four big words on the rice paper with a few swishes: God rewards hard work!

When writing these four words, Li Chengfeng deliberately used the art he purchased from the system: Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy.

Yan Zhenqing was a master of calligraphy in the later generations of Zhenguan, the Tang Dynasty. He was not born yet.

Moreover, Yan Zhenqing is dignified and majestic in regular script, and is elegant in running script. He is known as "Yan Jin Liu Gu" together with the calligrapher Liu Gongquan. He is a famous calligraphy master in later generations.

At this moment, Li Chengfeng directly let the "Yan style" come out. This must be the number one in the world after the calligraphy saint Wang Xizhi!

...

When Wei Zheng and others saw Li Chengfeng writing a few strokes and then writing a calligraphy sketch, they felt that Li Chengfeng certainly did not understand what calligraphy is, and then they wrote it randomly.

Seeing this, Wei Zheng and others couldn't help laughing. After all, they were still too young.

Hou Junji was also calm and calm, with a smile of victory at the corner of his mouth. He slowly wrote four big words on the rice paper on his desk: The prosperous Tang Dynasty!

"Eighth Prince, have you finished writing?" Wei Zheng asked.

"Of course I've finished writing! You can start to select the calligraphy of this prince or Duke Chen, who is better!"

"Okay, then, please ask the ministers to move their steps and go and observe the calligraphy of the Eighth Prince and Duke Chen! If you think that the calligraphy is better, then you can stand behind them and express your support! In the end, the old minister will choose the winner based on the ministers behind who stand more!"

After Wei Zheng finished speaking, a large group of ministers immediately surrounded him and observed Hou Junji's calligraphy.

In their opinion, Li Chengfeng will definitely lose, so he will first choose good calligraphy and look at bad calligraphy. In this way, he will definitely make a judgment on the superiority.

Liu Zhenghui looked at Hou Junji's calligraphy, clapped and shouted: "Duke Chen, you are so literary and good calligraphy! The old minister admires it, admire it!"

"Yes, Chen Guogong's calligraphy is full of spirituality, and he is truly a master of calligraphy!"

"Haha, I have won the awards, I have won the awards!"

Hou Junji was praised by all the ministers, so he was naturally extremely happy inside.

However, when Liu Zhenghui and others saw the calligraphy on Li Chengfeng’s desk.

Liu Zhenghui instantly widened his eyes and opened his mouth as if he had seen a ghost.

After careful observation for a while, Liu Zhenghui remained silent and then chose to stand behind Li Chengfeng.

The same goes for the rest of the ministers.

The few of them came to Li Chengfeng with great enthusiasm, originally wanting to see a joke.

They think how good can a six-year-old child's calligraphy be?

However, when they saw the four big words on Li Chengfeng's rice paper, they all widened their eyes and spoke in silence.

Because Li Chengfeng's handwriting is dignified and majestic, extremely thick, and full of depth.

Just these four words "Heaven rewards hard work", it is like four peaks, standing on rice paper.

All the ministers were shocked, and for a moment, they were so shocked that they didn't know how to speak.

And within Li Chengfeng's system, the surprises of the ministers kept coming.

"Ding, the shock from Liu Zhenghui, the naughty value is 10!"

"Ding, the shock from Changsun Shunde, the naughty value is 12!"

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Chapter completed!