Seeing that Wu Yuan still looked confident, Su Xun said again: "Do you still want to make excuses?"
"Everyone, I can guarantee with my lifetime reputation that Wu Yuan's calligraphy was stolen. No matter how similar he copied it, it was just a superficial resemblance and not worth mentioning at all."
Su Xun used the famous saying of victory to say this, and it became true even if it was not true.
At present, there are really not many people who believe in Wu Yuan.
Moreover, when faced with Wu Yuan's handwriting, they were amazed at how Wu Yuan could write such a unique handwriting at such an age.
Only copying other people's calligraphy is the most reasonable explanation.
Copying other people's calligraphy is actually nothing.
When everyone is enlightened, they practice by looking at other people's calligraphy, and slowly add their own understanding and soul.
But if it is copied completely, and still under such circumstances, it is a shameless practice.
Even if it is the words of Prime Minister Wen, it can only be seen that there is a shadow of Master Zeng Guo in it.
Moreover, only a person with Su Xun's level of attainment can see it, so the words written by Prime Minister Wen still belong to him.
But now, Su Xun said that Wu Yuan was like this, even Da Wu people didn't bother to be proud of him.
Su Xun was secretly proud when he saw everyone's reaction.
As long as he bites him to death, no one will believe Wu Yuan.
He still won this battle.
But suddenly, he found that there was no anger in Wu Yuan's eyes when he looked at him, but only sympathy and pity.
This discovery made Su Xun almost go berserk.
But I heard Wu Yuan say: "You should have finished speaking now, right? If there is nothing else, I also have a question to ask you."
Su Xun was wary, but he still snorted coldly: "Just ask, no matter how you argue, you can't confuse right and wrong."
"Okay, don't be nervous. If you said that the words I wrote were copied, then just think that you are right."
Wu Yuan's words made Su Xun extremely shocked.
I even doubted whether my ears heard it correctly.
While Su Xun was stunned, all the officials of Dawu, including Emperor Wu, looked at Wu Yuan at the same time, their eyes full of disappointment.
Prime Minister Wen, who had just woken up, happened to hear this key conversation, but unlike others, Prime Minister Wen murmured: "Impossible, he must have written this himself."
I'm afraid Wu Yuan would not have thought that Prime Minister Wen would be the one who believed in him at this time.
Besides Prime Minister Wen, probably only Shangguan Jianjia knew what was going on.
Just because she knew that Shangguan Jianjia was more surprised than anyone else at the moment, she couldn't understand why Wu Yuan said this.
But they know that Wu Yuan's abnormality may definitely lay a bigger hole waiting for them.
After Su Xun was stunned for a short time, he said with a proud face: "The fact that you have such an awareness shows that you are still salvageable. If you can learn from the pain, practice hard, and strive to find your own Brother Feng, you will still be able to do it in the future."
improving."
"Yes, yes, I will say these shameless words later. I haven't finished speaking yet."
Su Xun's face turned pale when he heard Wu Yuan's rude words.
But then I heard Wu Yuan ask: "Old man, let me ask you, how many seniors do you know who can write this kind of calligraphy? Why don't you tell me and let everyone learn more."
Others don't know what Wu Yuan means when he says that there are some but not all, but they also want to know, are there really many such strange people?
"What are you talking about? Although there are indeed many powerful lay people in this world who are hiding in the world, naturally there are not many people who can write to such a state. I only know this one senior, so if you
If you still want to quibble, it's best to stop it."
Su Xun put his hands behind his back and said with great confidence.
"Oh, it turns out I only know one senior, so I'm relieved." Wu Yuan said with a smile.
"What are you worried about?" Su Xun felt that Wu Yuan was overstimulated.
Wu Yuan shrugged, "It's nothing, you will know later."
Having said that, Wu Yuan no longer looked at Su Xun, but looked at everyone, and then focused his eyes on Shangguan Jianjia.
"Since this old man thinks my writing is imitating others, I will write another one for you to take a look at."
Shangguan Jianjia's eyes narrowed slightly, and Wu Yuan's confident look gave her an ominous premonition.
In the eyes of others, Wu Yuan admitted what he had just copied because of a guilty conscience, but was unwilling to admit defeat, so he planned to use his own words to defeat Su Xun.
Even Su Xun himself thought so.
Su Xun didn't care about Wu Yuan's actions at all, and said sarcastically, "Then you'd better not be too similar to what you just said."
Wu Yuan smiled slightly, "Of course, the words I just wrote were just a small test of my skills."
After Wu Yuan finished speaking, he didn't bother to chat with this shameless old man, and once again came to the desk under the disappointed or contemptuous eyes of everyone.
Who said he only knows Wang Xizhi's calligraphy?
It's too boring to just watch one person's calligraphy practice.
Moreover, his ancestors have been practicing medicine for generations, and there was even an ancestor who was an imperial physician.
In addition to Wang Xizhi's original works, he also met Su Shi, Wang Xianzhi, Yan Zhenqing, Dong Qichang, and Mi Fu, a famous calligrapher in the Northern Song Dynasty.
But this time, Wu Yuan also became ruthless.
This writing actually took me an hour.
There are six articles in total, from "Ode to Red Cliff" to "Poetry on Indifferent Autumn Mountains".
Six articles, six completely different fonts.
Regular script, running script, cursive script, etc. are all fonts that have never been seen in this world.
These six articles are all inherited from the fonts of real great calligraphers, so how can they be compared to Su Xun's.
Wu Yuan put down his pen and stretched his slightly sore wrist. He hadn't written like this for a long time, and he felt a little uncomfortable for a while.
But when he looked up, Wu Yuan was startled. He didn't know when he was surrounded by water.
What makes me laugh or cry is that, except for the article I just finished, the five articles I wrote earlier are all gone.
These people took it to another place and admired it with great excitement.
Su Xun, on the other hand, looked at Wu Yuan motionless as if he was pinned here, until Wu Yuan put down his pen.
"Old man, please tell me again. I have six pictures of calligraphy here, but do you still have the one that resembles the senior you know?"
After hearing Wu Yuan's words, everyone's eyes focused on Su Xun.
Right now, anyone can see that Wu Yuan is a genius, and there is no such thing as copying or not copying.
These fonts that have never been seen before are all exquisite products in the world.
If someone had actually written it, it would have been circulated long ago.
"Hey, where is Master Shusheng? I really believed his lies. What about this guy, once he has no shame, what does he care about his reputation?"
I don’t know who said this, but it was like the straw that broke the camel’s back.
Su Xun kept vomiting blood, which really frightened everyone.