When Di Shuxuan looked where he was, his eyes were shining, and the light in his eyes was flashing.
But after Di Shuxuan saw the words written by He Fang, he quickly looked away and even rolled his eyes.
All of this was seen by Jiang Bin. He knew that Emperor Shuxuan didn't hate the font written by He Fang, but the woman's name written by He Fang: Dierya!
Having wandered on the edge of love between men and women for many years, he guessed that Emperor Shuxuan was jealous, and the thought of this made him unhappy.
Anger arises from the heart, evil comes from the courage.
He turned his head to He Fang, his eyes were cracked, and he wished he could go over and beat up He Fang right now... But after all, he was a calm man, and his rationality defeated his bestiality, and he did not do anything so outrageous.
Now he can only watch the situation develop, unable to do anything.
Dilya on the side looked at the three words written on the rice paper with stars in her eyes.
A little red started from the edge of the ear, and in a moment, the whole ear turned red!
She gently covered her ears and withdrew her gaze, fearing that she might lose her composure if she continued to look at it.
"He is handsome, has poetry and books in his belly, and is extremely talented in martial arts... It's a pity that he is a eunuch, alas!" She let out a long sigh in her heart, a little sad.
Qingwen's eyes widened and she looked at the three words on the rice paper attentively.
Her handwriting is not pretty, but that doesn't stop her from liking men with good handwriting... or eunuchs.
Unknowingly, an idea came into her mind, "I must ask Xiao Fangzi to write my name again when I go back! Hehehe!"
In calligraphy, she is an amateur.
Not only that, most of the people present were laymen.
But Di Shuxuan was an expert.
She just read the words written by He Fang. Although she didn't want to read them, she still took a look.
Just one glance will make her unforgettable for the rest of her life!
"The strokes are silky smooth, the strokes are prominent, and the strokes are powerful, especially the back strokes, which are the soul of the entire character! Such a font can already create a sect!" She couldn't help but say it.
"The second princess is still an expert!"
"It turns out that the straight and backward strokes are the return strokes. This has improved my knowledge!"
"The second princess is right, such a font can already establish a sect!"
As the officials spoke one sentence after another, the smile gradually appeared on Di Yanjun's face.
She also felt that He Fang's calligraphy could start a sect, but now she needed to deal with one thing first.
She turned to look at Jiang Bin and said calmly, "General, is there anything else you want to say?"
"Wei Chen has nothing to say." Jiang Bin lowered his head and spoke in a low tone.
"In that case, Xiao Fangzi will be the pen-writing eunuch from now on. Come on, take the pen!" Di Yanjun made a gesture, and a palace maid walked out from behind the screen, holding a gold-threaded brush in her left hand and an official seal in her right hand.
The palace maid handed the brush and official seal to Emperor Yanjun, who then got up and walked towards where he was.
Where is she going to send these two things to in person?
Looking at the oncoming Emperor Yanjun, He Fang's pupils shrank slightly and he was highly focused!
He doesn't know why, but he always feels that Di Yanjun is a woman!
You are neither fat nor thin, and your handsome figure is hard to lose and hard to gain.
Although he couldn't see the protruding breasts or whether the legs under the dragon robe were inward or outward, he always felt that Di Yanjun was a woman!
When he and Di Yanjun stood face to face, his feeling was even stronger!
A person's judgment may be wrong, his intuition may be wrong, his sixth sense may be wrong, but his physiological reactions are hard to go wrong!
Looking at Di Yanjun in front of him, he felt like he was looking at the class beauty face to face when he was in school!
Suddenly, Di Yanjun's words interrupted his reverie, "Everyone in love said that your calligraphy can start a sect. What font do you plan to name it?"
"Your Majesty is wise, please make your decision." Although He Fang knew that the calligraphy he wrote was in thin gold, but the basic human sense... he would still consider it.
And he felt that since Di Yanjun asked this, he should have an answer in his heart.
Maybe Di Yanjun wants to combine this font with the name of the country?
Just when he thought of this, Di Yanjun said sweetly, "In that case, I will name this font Dayue style. What do you think?"
He Fang's eyes lit up, as expected!
Sure enough, it is combined with the name of the country!
She nodded quickly, not forgetting to praise Emperor Yanjun a few times.
The surrounding officials couldn't help but comment a few words:
"The Dai Viet style is so good! It can represent the calligraphy level of our country!"
"People from other countries will probably be shocked when they see official documents written in Dai Viet script, right?"
"Definitely! Their expressions when they first saw Dai Viet Ti must be the same as ours when we first saw Dai Viet Ti..."
During this period, Emperor Yanjun slowly stretched out his hands and handed the golden brush and official seal to He Fang.
"Thank you for your kindness!" He Fang reached out to pick up the brush and official seal, and at the same time, his fingertips touched Di Yanjun's jade hand!
Although it was only for a short moment, the softness and silkiness echoed in his heart and lingered for a long time.
"This must be a woman's hand!" he thought to himself.
"From now on, you will be the writing eunuch. You will do your job, pursue your political goals, and don't let me down." Di Yanjun said every word with a solemn face!
"The villain must do his best to fulfill his mission!" He Fang blurted out, his thoughts rolling.
Because he felt Di Yanjun's aura!
The distance between the two of them was relatively close now, and the fragrant breath exhaled from Di Yanjun's mouth filled his face.
He could clearly feel that this kind of aura must be emitted by women!
And he could also feel that his whole head was tightly wrapped by the fragrant breath exhaled from Di Yanjun's mouth!
After the ceremony of ennobling him, he silently stepped back, while Emperor Yanjun stepped onto the high platform step by step, turned around and faced the crowd, "If you have something to report, if you have nothing to do, leave the court."
"I have nothing to report!" everyone said in unison.
"Disband the court!" Emperor Yanjun waved his hand, and everyone in the court dispersed one by one.
When He Fang smelled the fragrance of plum blossoms emanating from Di Erya's body, he suddenly lowered his head.
"Little Fangfang, you are really getting better and better. Let's go home with me!" Dierya smiled and touched He Fang's bald head with gentle force.
He Fang was overjoyed, knowing that Di Erya was going to treat him to dinner!
But what he is more concerned about is Diriya's promise to him before: if he defeats Di Shuxuan, Diriya will let him take a look!
Unconsciously, his breathing became a little rapid.
On the way to Cining Palace, his mind was in a mess.
When he reached the gate, he realized that Qingwen had left at some point.
Following Dilya through the door, Dilya said lukewarmly, "Close the door."
"Yes!" After agreeing, he immediately complied.
"Raise your head." Diriyah's voice was a little soft, and a little... provocative.
"Yes!" He almost blurted out!
He missed many opportunities before, but this time he no longer hesitated or was afraid, and resolutely raised his head to see the true face of Dilya in Lushan!