After everyone's greetings, Ning Zhiheng turned around and signaled to Kanan Kota and introduced with a smile: "You are here just now. Kota and I are talking about calligraphy, but he is too modest and just refuses to write. Imai Jun, if you are interested, let's take a look together. This is a work I just wrote, and I will review it one or two!"

After saying that, Ning Zhiheng looked full of hope, and the expression of a writer was completely smug. This made the three people in the room smile. It seemed that Mr. Fujiwara was innocent. When he mentioned calligraphy, he was not as dignified as before.

Yuzhi Imai himself was not interested in calligraphy and was not good at it, but he hurried forward to look carefully. The words were naturally extremely outstanding. Yuzhi Imai nodded repeatedly to praise him, but didn't know where it was.

Wen Hao was also following closely and watching carefully. His calligraphy skills were quite good. He could see the excellence of this character at a glance. He couldn't help but feel shocked. He didn't expect that Mr. Fujiwara's calligraphy achievements were so high!

"Sir, this character is quite like a Zhao style, but it is unique in its technique. At first, you should have copied most of the European styles before, but later it became Zhao Feng. The pen tip is deep and steady, the pen path is clear, and the broad and beautiful. You should be the best at writing large books, and the written layout is very accurate!"

Wen Hao's words immediately shocked Ning Zhiheng. It turned out that he was just using calligraphy to deliberately lower his posture and bring them closer together. However, Wen Hao's calligraphy level is so high, and his judgment is amazing. He can know his writing skills and writing habits at just one glance.

I heard from Wen Hao again: "Sighing that the horse passed by the west window, the light sun has just arrived and the sun is relaxing! This is Huang Tingjian's poem, sighing that time is like water, and the rising sun is warm and comfortable!"

Speaking of this, he looked at the sunshine outside the window and immediately understood, and then said, "Mr. must have seen the sunshine and pleasant scenery today, so he felt something. He wrote this poem. The words are as appropriate as the scene, which can be said to be 'Tiandesi Tang'. Mr.'s Chinese attainments are simply amazing!"

After saying this, the people in the room were shocked. Although Yuzhi Imai and Kanan Koda had a little literary literacy, they did not have a deep understanding of Chinese literature. However, Ning Zhiheng was very clear. Wen Hao's last sentence "Tiandesi Tang's book" was the last poem in Huang Tingjian's "Window Sun", which was exactly the scene where he wrote this character today, which shows that his literary attainments were also superb.

Wen Hao is indeed outstanding in his talent, otherwise he would not have caught Shen Le's eye and made an exception to be promoted to his confidant and confidant.

This person is not only very literary and literate, but also has versatility in civil and military affairs. He is also good at fighting and shooting, especially because he is meticulous and has accurate reasoning and judgment skills.

When he first saw the cause of death of Zhang Pei and other spies, he judged Ning Zhiheng's attacking habits, fighting style and techniques at a glance, and pointed out that the murderer was proficient in fighting techniques in the army and fighting techniques in the martial arts world, which shows that his combat qualities are also excellent.

Unfortunately, such a person actually surrendered to the enemy and became a traitor. Ning Zhiheng couldn't help but complain in his heart!

However, he still looked satisfied and said with emotion: "Wenjun, it's really a word. I did like the Ou style before. Later, I rewrote Zhao style and realized that I was the leader of the two families. I didn't expect you to see it at a glance. OK, 'Tiandesi Tang', it's so good, it's hard to find a confidant!"

Speaking of this, he reached out and continued, "Please leave a piece of ink treasure, so that we can enjoy it too!"

Wen Hao also tried his best to perform in front of Mr. Fujiwara. Now that he has received praise from the other party, he is naturally very happy. Seeing Fujiwara Tomori invite him, he refused a little, and then he stopped being pretentious. He stepped forward and spread a piece of rice paper again, took the wolf's hair and brushed it all over, and then took it all.

"Spring breeze and spring rain flowers pass through the eyes, and the water in the north and south of the rivers siege the sky."

It is also a poem by Huang Tingjian, and it is also a beautiful scenery describing the arrival of spring and the revival of all things.

Now that spring is coming, Nanjing is close to the south bank of the Yangtze River, at the junction of north and south of the Yangtze River. This poem is exactly the right time and perfect.

As for calligraphy, it is also regular script. Although it is not as good as Ning Zhiheng's skill, it is also considered a masterpiece. It can be seen that this has been made a lot of hard work.

"Sir, I'm so ugly!" Wen Hao took a step back and said with a pause.

He knew that his writing skills were naturally far inferior to Tomohito Fujiwara, but he was also an expert and should leave a deep impression on the other party.

Ning Zhiheng naturally nodded and praised it, and then said, "When I was in Shanghai, my favorite place was Mulan Society. There were many like-minded people there, all of whom were the leaders of our Japanese literary and artistic circles. However, when we came to Nanjing, there was no such atmosphere. It was really boring. Wenjun, if you have time, you can come to me often. Everyone can make friends through literature and learn about their skills, which is a matter of elegance!"

As soon as this statement was said, Wen Hao was overjoyed. This time he visited the door, the effect was so good, and he suddenly fell into Mr. Fujiwara's eyes. As Yuzhi said, if he could get the recognition of this powerful man, his development in Nanjing would be much smoother in the future.

Even Kanan Koda, who was beside him, was envious and thought that Wen Hao was so lucky that he was favored by Fujiwara Tomoto, which would naturally be of great benefit to his future career, but he didn't care. After all, Wen Hao is a Chinese, and his future is limited. At most, he has a higher position in the Nanjing government, and he is just a minion used by the empire!

The next few people talked about the world and had a great time. At noon, Ning Zhiheng specially asked them to have lunch together. During the banquet, several people had a cordial conversation, and their relationship became much closer. Until the conversation was over, everyone said goodbye and left.

On the way back, Yuzhi Imai was very satisfied with Min Hao's performance today and said in a comforting tone: "Mr. Fujiwara has a very good impression of you today. This is a good start. As far as we know, he, like General Uehara, is a rare Chinese master. You should have many common hobbies."

Wen Hao smiled and said, "Yes, I didn't expect Mr. Fujiwara to have such an understanding of Chinese culture, especially his profound attainments in calligraphy. I am not a compliment. As for calligraphy, Mr. Fujiwara's attainments are definitely no worse than well-known calligraphers in China, and even better than the best!"

Yuzhi Imai didn't like these things, but being recognized by Fujiwara Tomori is very beneficial to him and Wen Hao. He couldn't help but be secretly happy. Fortunately, he brought Wen Hao to visit and made the meeting very successful. He said, "I think he liked the plate you gave to Mr. Fujiwara today. I heard that when I was in Shanghai, he loved collecting Chinese cultural relics and antiques, especially ancient calligraphy and paintings. You can put more effort into this. Nanjing City is the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties in China, and there should be a lot of these things."

Wen Hao nodded quickly and took the order: "Yes, I know how to do it! I will collect a batch of fine cultural relics as soon as possible and give it to Mr. Fujiwara."

"Also, you should express something to Takeshita Jun. This time, Takeshita Jun has made great contributions to you. You can see that he has said a lot of good things to you before, and you have put in a lot of effort!"

Yushi Imai naturally knew the situation here. They knew Shin-Takeshita very well. This guy became a monk halfway through and his intelligence ability is average. It can even be said that he is not like an agent at all. However, he is cheerful and enthusiastic, easy to make friends, and it is undespicable.

When Wen Hao was in the Detective Office, he gave him many benefits and had always had a good relationship with each other.

Wen Hao knew that Yu Zhiyi was right, so he couldn't explain it in detail, so he had to call him, haha, and asked again: "Secretary, I don't know whether Luo Jiana's matter is mentioned by you and Li Zhiqun?"

Yuzhi Imai nodded and said, "I had already called him yesterday. According to him, Luo Jiana insisted on not speaking at first. It was not until a week after being arrested that he explained some situations. However, all the people associated with him disappeared, which was indeed useless, so he agreed to us to transfer people. However, he has been sentenced for too long and is seriously injured and cannot move. If you really need it, you have to recuperate for a while before you can send it to Nanjing."

Wen Hao couldn't help but feel relieved when he heard this result. He was afraid that Zheng Jiayuan would not be able to endure the torture, which would eventually lead to Shen Le's exposure. Now it seems that he has finally passed the crisis for the time being.

In fact, he didn't care about Zheng Jiayuan. He was ruthless and harsh. It can be said that except for Shen Le, everyone else could be sacrificed in his eyes. However, since Shen Le did not hesitate to put down his airs and begged him to save Zheng Jiayuan, Wen Hao could only try it out.

However, now he is not at ease to put Zheng Jiayuan in the No. 76 Special Agent Headquarters. He has been in the Special Agent Headquarters for a long time, so he naturally knows the conditions there. If Zheng Jiayuan is left to be thrown in the prison, the chance of survival is really not high. He will not be able to explain to Shen Le at that time, unless he is taken to No. 21, Nanjing as soon as possible and arranged for treatment by himself, he can still save his life.

So Wen Hao asked, "Secretary, I think it's better to send someone here as soon as possible! If it is placed on No. 76, I'm afraid this person will be gone in a few days. I'm very useful to me!"
Chapter completed!