The princes and grandsons in the main hall immediately put down their books and looked back when they heard that there was a lot of fun to be seen.

Zhu Yunxi picked up the pen under everyone's joking eyes and just wrote two words on the paper when he was stopped by Qi Tai.

"stop!"

"Your Highness, your writing posture is wrong!"

"Hold the pen like this to me. The tip of the pen hangs down naturally, and the palm of your hand is held empty, as if you are holding an egg..."

After Qi Tai said this, he immediately picked up the pen and started writing on the paper. Not only did he write very fast, but what was even more rare was that his handwriting was elegant and handsome, with an indescribable sense of beauty.

As the saying goes, an expert will know if something is there as soon as he makes a move.

Qitai tried his best, and not only restrained Zhu Yunxi, but also the princes and grandsons who were watching the excitement were shocked.

"Mr. Qi, your handwriting is good, you have the character of Wang Xizhi!"

"It's just so-so, this is just a small skill, it's not worth mentioning, hahaha..."

Qitai said modest words, but his face was full of pride and pride.

Although he is not famous for his calligraphy, his attainments in calligraphy have been praised by His Majesty the Emperor, so he is quite proud of his calligraphy.

Qi Tai smiled proudly and looked at Zhu Yunxi with interest.

"Your Highness the Third Emperor, what do you think of my handwriting?"

"Mr. Qi, I don't know calligraphy, so I really can't tell whether it's good or bad. But the speed of your writing surprised me. Can calligraphy be written so fast?"

When the other princes heard Zhu Yunxi's words, their eyes lit up.

Their experience was similar to that of Zhu Yunxi. They were often forced to do homework by their husband and Lao Zhu, and they were exhausted every time.

If they could write as fast and as well as Mr. Qi, wouldn't they be able to spend more time playing?

When Qi Tai saw that Zhu Yunxi was only staring at the word "quick", he knew what this guy was thinking.

"certainly!"

"The reason why I was able to achieve high school Yingtianfu Jieyuan is because I answered the questions quickly enough and left everyone behind, hahaha..."

Qi Tai made a joke and then looked at Zhu Yunxi.

"Do you want to learn?"

When Zhu Yunxi heard this, he immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Qi Tai's ability is so useful. He spent half the night writing yesterday and only wrote 500 words.

However, people just swipe a few times, and dozens of words appear on the paper. They write quickly and well.

"Mr. Qi taught me, I want to learn this!"

The royal heirs who were watching the excitement also joined in the fun.

"We must learn too!"

When Qi Tai saw that everyone wanted to imitate him, a sinister smile flashed across his face.

"It's rare for princes to want to learn so much, so let's learn together!"

"As for whether you can learn it or to what extent you can learn it, it depends on whether you work hard!"

After Qi Tai said this, he immediately grabbed Zhu Yunxi's hand and lent him his hand to demonstrate to everyone.

"Everyone, pay attention!"

"When writing, you should put your mind first. Before the previous word is finished, you should keep the next few words in your mind. When you write, don't think about the strokes or sequence, but rely on your thoughts to move the pen..."

"As the saying goes, all fonts are transformed by thoughts. If you have thoughts in your heart, your writing will naturally have spirit..."

"When writing, the Qi moves spontaneously, and the hands, eyes, and body move with the Qi. From then on, dipping the ink, moving the pen, and changing lines can be completed in one go, just like flowing clouds and flowing water..."

"This is heart-flow calligraphy, and it is my secret that I will never pass on!"

After hearing this, others hurriedly tried it on the table.

However, no matter how they imitate, they cannot write as smoothly and smoothly as Qi Tai.

However, when they turned their heads to look at Zhu Yunxi and saw that he also had a confused look on his face, their hearts suddenly became much more balanced.

It seems that Mr. Qi didn’t hide anything, and his grandson didn’t learn it either!

Zhu Yunxi really didn't learn it. Qi Tai said a lot, but he could understand few words.

There are many mysterious and mysterious things that are beyond his ability to comprehend.

"Mr. Qi, what you said is too difficult. You can't even do it when writing!"

Others heard Zhu Yunxi's complaint and quickly nodded in agreement.

"yes!"

"This is completely different from what you are talking about. What kind of energy and thoughts are all nonsense!"

Qi Tai had known for a long time that they would not be able to learn, so he couldn't help but laugh when he heard their complaints.

"You have to practice diligently to understand the true meaning of flow calligraphy."

When the royal heirs heard this, they immediately asked expectantly.

"Mr. Naqi, how long do we have to practice before we can reach your level?"

Qi Tai stroked his beard and pretended to think about it.

"It's quick. I can write a thousand words every day. It will take me three to five years to write naturally, hahaha."

When everyone heard this, they realized that they had been tricked by Mr. Qi, and they booed for a while.

Only Zhu Yunxi did not follow the crowd and thought of another thing.

Since I can memorize words while dreaming, can I also practice calligraphy?

It's just that the "dream into the divine machine" is currently out of control, and I don't know when I will be able to dream about this scene.

If you master the magical skill of "flow writing", you won't be afraid of Old Man Zhu making things difficult for you!

Qi Tai was just teasing Zhu Yunxi on a whim, but now everyone looked disappointed, except Zhu Yunxi who was holding the brush and looking thoughtful, which actually surprised him.

This kid looks quite smart. He doesn't really believe that nonsense about flow calligraphy, does he?

Since ancient times, we have been diligent in writing. If we don’t write with hundreds of pens, how can we practice calligraphy well...

However, Qi Tai quickly put this matter behind him, because it was lunch time and he had to go to Wenhua Hall to eat.

At noon, it was still Zhu Gui, Zhu Zhi, and Zhu Yunxi who shared the same table. However, there was an incident during the middle of the meal. Lao Zhu felt sorry for his eldest grandson and sent someone to bring him a few more dishes.

Zhu Yunxi looked at the fried pork with bamboo shoots sent by Lao Zhu, and felt that the old man must have done it on purpose!

Zhu Gui and Zhu Zhi couldn't help laughing when they saw the dish of fried pork with bamboo shoots.

Seeing that the two of them dared to laugh at him, Zhu Yunxi immediately put the dish in front of him. Regardless of their explicit or implicit instructions, he would not share it with the two of them, but would just eat it alone.

It wasn't until the two of them apologized that he divided the dishes between them, causing them to scold him for being petty.

After lunch, Zhu Yunxi declined the invitation from his friends to play together, returned to the main hall alone, and lay down on the table to sleep.

He wanted to try if he could dream about flow calligraphy. Even if he couldn't dream about it, it wouldn't be a bad idea to dream about chemistry or mathematics. At least he could make some contribution to the four modernizations of the Ming Dynasty.

Just as his consciousness gradually became blurred, he suddenly entered the dream space again, and a book of The Analects of Confucius suddenly appeared in front of him.

Because of his previous experience, he read through it calmly this time. It was not until he had recited the entire Analects that the Analects disappeared.

However, unlike before, this time he did not directly exit the dream, but saw a phantom writing in front of him.

He took a closer look, wasn't this person Qi Tai?

Qitai in the dream didn't say a single unnecessary word, he just kept writing, writing, and writing...

Zhu Yunxi watched for a while and tried to practice. Unknowingly, he felt that writing became more and more smooth and comfortable. He even felt a hearty pleasure after finishing writing a long word.

Just when he wanted to look up to the sky and scream with joy, he suddenly felt his eyes light up and he had woken up from his dream.

Returning to reality, Zhu Yunxi immediately spread out the paper and wrote according to the scene in his dream.

I wrote a few lines of words in one go, without any feeling of sluggishness.

Not only has the speed increased to an incredible level, but even the handwriting has become countless times better than before, even compared to Qitai!

"I learned it, I finally learned it, hahaha!"

Zhu Yunxi's laughter attracted everyone's attention. Even Qitai, who had just returned from dinner at the Wenhua Hall, was also attracted.

"Zhu Yunxi, what have you learned?"

"Mr. Qi!"

"I have learned the flow calligraphy you just taught me!"

When Qi Tai heard this, he was so frightened that he almost fell to the ground.

"What did you say?"
Chapter completed!