Running script, a type of calligraphy font, has the distinctive feature of "floating like floating clouds, walking like a dragon, stooping like a tiger, and walking like a flying animal." Looking at the running script written by Shangguan Baifeng now, it has the shape of running script but no soul. It is a form that is strong on the outside and dry on the inside, so it is difficult to be elegant.
After the man finished his evaluation, it was obvious that Shangguan Baifeng was angry.
"Sir, you said my calligraphy is worthless, you must be a master, right?
If you have the ability, I hope you can open the eyes of ordinary people like you."
When Shangguan Baifeng said this, the literati who gathered around also spoke and asked the young man to write a piece of cursive calligraphy work.
Seeing the people around him being so noisy was frustrating, so the young man had no choice but to agree.
"Paper, ink and pen!"
The young man called to the book boy on the side, and soon pens, ink, paper and inkstones were ready.
The man held the pen and dipped it into the inkstone. With a wave of his right hand, he started writing in a flash.
Although the man has not finished writing, his writing form is stunning.
He holds the pen powerfully, swings it like the wind, his body is like a giant shadow on the dome, and his posture is like clear bamboo in the spring breeze. This is the posture of a calligraphy master.
At that time, many literati had a vague hunch that this young man might not be mediocre, but might be really capable!
After making an appointment for a cup of tea, the man put down his pen and waved his hand, asking the literati to take a look at the running script he had written.
When everyone looked at the calligraphy fonts on the rice paper, they all felt a sense of shock!
The fonts are round and the strokes are powerful. The spirit is like a blue dragon flying in the sky and roaring into the sky. It really echoes the man's previous sentence, "Floating like floating clouds, walking like a dragon, stooping like a tiger, walking like a flying beast."
Suddenly, the tower was completely silent, and no one knew what to say.
This is natural. If we compare the man's works with Shangguan Baifeng's, it is obvious that the man's running script is more mysterious and profound. The key is, do the literati dare to say this?
Say Shangguan Baifeng’s works are not as good as others?
If you say that, I'm afraid it will offend Shangguan Baifeng, and also offend his Zhongshu Ling father, which will bring bad consequences.
However, a flattering person jumped out and shouted: "Humph, what do I think I am? Do you dare to compare this kind of calligraphy work with Mr. Shangguan?"
The person who spoke was Hong Feng, the "Doctor of Calligraphy". As a ninth-grade official, he had to receive help from Zhongshu Ling in many places, so naturally he did not dare to offend Shangguan Bai Feng.
In order to please Shangguan Bai Feng and to protect the face of the Shangguan family, Hong Feng stepped forward and crumpled up the work the man had just written.
"This kind of work is not qualified to even appear in a poetry meeting, let alone be compared with Mr. Shangguan!"
The man was shocked when he saw Hong Feng being so extreme, and asked blankly: "Is this the rule of the poetry club?
How do you treat the works of literati?"
"Literati?
Haha, what kind of scholar are you?
Your Majesty, judging from your dress, I am afraid that you might be a kid who slipped in somewhere?"
Hong Feng raised his hand and called two guards, ordering them to carry the man out.
Unexpectedly, the two guards were shocked and remained motionless for a long time, as if they did not hear Hong Feng's words clearly.
Hong Feng became angry and roared: "What are you two doing?
I want you to take this kid out!"
One of the big-headed guards said: "Sir... are you sure?"
"Why are you so sure? I asked you to take this rude boy out. How come there is so much nonsense?"
"But this is Lord Muchuanmu..."
"What Mu Daren?
If you are asked to drive people out, drive them out, don’t refute!”
After a pause, Hong Feng seemed to hear the word "Muchuan".
Muchuan?
The top scholar in the imperial court who made all the changes?
Speaking of which, because Hong Feng's official rank was not high and he was not even qualified to attend the imperial palace, he naturally had never met Muchuan.
Now Hong Feng glanced at the man's faint smile, then turned to the big-headed guard and asked: "Hey... what did you just say?
You said this kid is Muchuan?"
Big-headed guard: "Yes, don't you know, sir?"
"Wait a minute! How can this kid be Muchuan!"
"Sir, this is not wrong...Sir Mu came in with an invitation letter."
The big-headed guard then handed over the invitation letter he had just collected from Muchuan.
Hong Feng took it and looked at it. It was indeed a letter inviting Muchuan to come to participate in the poetry meeting, and the person who stamped it was "Yu Shinan".
So, is this young man really Muchuan?
Hong Feng looked at the man carefully and found that the man was very young and his physical features were exactly the same as the rumored Muchuan. So the man was indeed Muchuan!
Five thunderbolts struck from the blue. What did Hong Feng just do?
He cursed Muchuan, crumpled the calligraphy works created by Muchuan into paper balls and threw them away! This was a serious crime!
"It turns out that you are Lord Mu, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue! Meet Lord Mu!"
Hong Feng knelt down on the spot and said in a timid voice, "I am ignorant of Taishan. I don't know Master Mu's identity. Please forgive me!"
Hong Feng is indeed a court official, and his ability to observe people's emotions from all directions is admirable.
Muchuan glanced at the other party faintly and said: "Oh, Master Hong, please don't worship me... I am a subordinate in your mouth, how can I accept your kneeling and worshiping me."
"My lord, I don't dare, I don't dare."
Suddenly the whole place became lively. Everyone thought that Muchuan was a commoner who came out of nowhere, but unexpectedly he turned out to be a third-rank official, the Minister of Household Affairs.
Moreover, Muchuan, the Minister of Household Affairs, has the title of "the number one genius in Chang'an City" and "the youngest number one scholar in history".
Originally, many people looked down on Muchuan, but now the situation has reversed, and everyone admires and worships him.
"I knew this young master was not a mortal, he turned out to be Lord Muchuanmu!"
"As expected of Master Mu, he is indeed the number one genius in Chang'an City! The calligraphy work just now is so shocking that ghosts and gods are weeping. It is really a masterpiece! It's a pity that it was destroyed like this."
"Master Muchuan's talent and unique skills are unprecedented and unprecedented. It is admirable!"
The literati around him flocked to him, all of them flattering and flattering him.
These literati are really out of the ordinary. Just now they were trying to please Shangguan Bai Feng, but now they are trying to please Muchuan.
This is different from what Muchuan thought. In Muchuan's impression, all the talented literati should be very aloof, how could they be so flattering?
However, Muchuan was not in the mood to pay attention to those literati. Instead of doing this, he still had to think about how to deal with the flood in front of him.
This Hong Feng offended Muchuan privately, and violated the rules of the Poetry Society publicly, which is really unforgivable.
