King Xiao Qin was beating Xiao Jiujiu when suddenly, a soldier ran in and handed a set of the Four Treasures of the Study to Xu Jingzong.
"..." All civil and military officials were stunned: What's going on?
I saw Xu Jingzong standing up with a smile: "His Royal Highness the King of Qin, colleagues, the military advisor composed three wonderful poems today. It is truly a grand event in the literary world and will surely be recorded in the history books."
Everyone's eyes lit up: This seems to be the truth, then everyone will leave their name in history? For a moment, everyone was beaming with joy.
Xu Jingzong changed his mind and said: "How can we not commemorate such a grand event? Why not ask the military adviser to write down three poems, which will become a treasure thousands of years later."
"Yes, yes, it should be so." When everyone heard this, they all praised him.
Li Shimin was also very happy and said: "When someone comes, quickly prepare the desk for the military advisor and ask him to leave his calligraphy."
Xia Yu was a little confused: Damn it, this flattery is so flattering to Xu Jingzong! However, it is really comfortable to flatter him. Brother traitor, you have a future.
Soon, King Qin's personal guards brought cushions and desks, and Xia Yu didn't refuse and sat down directly.
Xu Jingzong hurriedly presented the Four Treasures of the Study, and was about to show a little more hospitality when Fang Xuanling, Changsun Wuji, and Xue Shou rushed up.
"Military advisor, I will help you polish your ink." Fang Xuanling.
"Military advisor, I will help you lay the paper." Changsun Wuji said.
Xue Shou was anxious when he saw it: Why is it okay for me? He quickly forced himself to add a trick: "Come here, bring a fan. It's too hot. I'm going to hold a fan for the military advisor."
In just an instant, these three guys pushed Xu Jingzong aside.
Xu Jingzong: "..." I don't know whether to say mmp in my heart or not!
Everyone: "..."
Who doesn’t understand the little thoughts of Fang Xuanling and the others?
Today's Mid-Autumn Festival Gala will surely be a major event in the literary world and will be passed down through the ages.
Xia Yu generously wrote, Fang Xuanling polished ink, Changsun Wuji spread paper, and Xue Shou held the fan. Later generations will know, why should we wait for elegant things?
Even if you don't think about it, you will never be able to live long in history.
These three items are obviously here for free, hence the name.
For a moment, everyone looked at Xu Jingzong and their eyes were full of sympathy: This idea came from the kid, but someone else took advantage of it, how pitiful!
Xu Jingzong burst into tears.
However, these three idiots Fang Xuanling are not only the confidants of the King of Qin, but they are also senior officials. What do you think he can do?
Xia Yu was also a little confused. He was flattered by this dog-legged attitude.
An astonishing genius holds a fan, and two Zhenguan sages polish ink and lay paper. Can you believe it?
"My lords, why is this necessary? I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself." Xia Yu refused.
"Commander, please sit down." The three ugly faces couldn't help but hold Xia Yu down. Then Fang Xuanling quickly filled the wolf hair with ink and handed it to him: "Commentary, please."
Good guy, this posture is really advantageous. Anyone who dares to object will be in trouble.
Xia Yu: "..." The ancients were so weird that he wanted to scold MMP. But he had no choice but to bite the bullet and write.
Xia Yu has been practicing calligraphy since she was a child, copying the original calligraphy of various masters.
In addition, for professional needs, he often looks up ancient books, so he is very familiar with ancient Chinese characters and has no problem writing them.
And what he writes is precisely the facial expressions that he is best at.
Ask your close friends during the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Xia Yu renamed Xinfengjiu's poem. Who would have thought that as soon as he finished writing the title of the poem, there was a sound of inhalation all around:
"Hey, this word is absolutely amazing!"
"Yes, the shape of the characters is so new, the rules are so severe, and the momentum is so majestic. It is simply unheard of. It is enough to establish a sect."
"I didn't expect that the military advisor is also a great calligrapher of the generation. He is amazing!"
Xia Yu was startled when she raised her head, and saw that there were three layers of people around her, and three layers of people outside. They all had fanatical expressions on their faces.
Obviously, everyone was frightened by the sudden appearance of Yanti characters.
"It's funny! It's funny!" Xia Yu was proud in her heart, she spoke modestly, and her pen moved like flying in her hands. In a short while, she finished writing the poem about Xinfeng Wine.
When everyone took a look at the complete work, a dignified, majestic and full-bodied wind came to their faces.
"Excellent! It is indeed a new font that can establish a sect. You are a great military strategist." Li Shimin grabbed it with his hands and was so mesmerized that he danced with joy.
This guy is an avid calligraphy enthusiast. He has collected countless good copybooks throughout his life, such as Wang Xizhi's "Lanting Preface" and so on. He also writes very well.
Now that I see everyone's elegant appearance, it's really hard to pull out the black eyes after seeing the silver.
Others, especially the civil servants, were immediately scratching their heads and heads with anxiety. Unfortunately, Li Shimin was the boss, so no one dared to grab it, so they had to wait patiently for the next song.
Xia Yu secretly smiled in her heart and kept writing, finishing "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan" again.
As a result, as soon as I put the pen down, it was snatched up by eager people, who passed it around to read, and received rave reviews.
Xia Yu was speechless. The ancients' enthusiastic love for calligraphy really surprised him.
I shook my head and saw that everyone was crowding around to read the finished work, so I had to lay out the paper myself and write the last song "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" vigorously.
This is an immortal piece that has been handed down from generation to generation, and Xia Yu has practiced it countless times.
Coupled with the surge of alcohol and the excitement of the atmosphere, Xia Yu couldn't help but write with spirit, walking like a dragon or a snake, without stopping, and finished in one go.
When I put down the pen and read it carefully, I couldn't help but nod. This is actually the best work he has written in his life.
It can't be compared to Yan Zhenqing and Yan Jiajia themselves, but it can be regarded as a small achievement.
Just when he was complacent, everyone who had come back to his senses grabbed it with their hands. After taking a look, they shouted: "This article is better written, powerful and powerful, and has the atmosphere of a prosperous age!"
"Let me see. Let me see." There was a crowd of people fighting for each other.
For a time, everyone was busy admiring the work, but no one paid any attention to Xia Yu. He was confused and felt like he was abandoned by a scumbag.
Shaking her head helplessly, Xia Yu returned to her seat and started to drink again leisurely.
"Hold on!" The scene was chaotic for a while. Suddenly, someone yelled: "Don't mess around, don't grab, just go back and sit down."
It was Li Shimin, King of Xiao Qin.
I saw this guy was so crowded that his helmet was crooked and his eyes were squinting, his face was full of sweat, and he yelled angrily: "You are so fucking crowded!"
The boss got angry, and everyone was frightened, so they quickly dispersed and returned to their seats.
Li Shimin breathed a sigh of relief, still holding on to "Ask Your Confidant during the Mid-Autumn Festival" in his hand. In the chaos just now, he almost got caught in troubled waters.
He glanced at everyone eagerly: "Military Commander Shicai wrote three poems. Are there two more?"
Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads:
"I don't know. Mr. Gangfang took an article."
"Nonsense, Mr. Feng took it away later."
"Not here, I will give it to Master Yuwen after I finish reading it."
"It's not here, either. I don't know who snatched it away in the chaos."
…
For a time, there were divergent opinions, but no one admitted that they had taken the other two poems.
"..." Xia Yu was shocked: Good guy, you are just pretending to be stupid and trying to hide a good thing.
It's a pity that you don't understand Comrade Li Er very well.
This guy's passion for calligraphy is beyond your imagination.
According to historical records, before Li Shimin died, he repeatedly told Prince Li Zhi to bring all his favorite calligraphy works to Zhaoling for burial.
You are so ruthless that you want to take possession of me even if you die, but you still want to keep it for yourself, it’s just a dream!
Sure enough, seeing everyone's shamelessness, Li Shimin tilted his nose angrily and said viciously: "If you are sensible, please take it out, otherwise I will order someone to search it."
All the civil and military officials looked at each other in shock: Your Highness wants to take it all for himself. Isn't that too unscrupulous?
However, he is the boss, and the official level is overwhelming to death.
With no choice, Xue Shou had no choice but to take out "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan" from his arms with an unlucky look on his face, and handed it back to Li Shimin under the eyes of everyone with contempt and gloating.
The corner of Xia Yu's mouth twitched: What a good guy, he is indeed a genius. He can actually take advantage of the chaos and has a trick.
"What about "Shui Tiao Ge Tou"?" Li Shimin's eyes were fierce and he refused to give in.
No one said anything.
"Come here, give it to Gusou." Li Shimin was anxious. This was the best word and the best calligraphy. He didn't care about appearance at the moment, so he went into battle shirtless.
"No, no, second brother, stay with me." Li Yuanji said quickly from the side.
I saw this guy reluctantly taking out "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" from his arms and handing it to Li Shimin with great pain.
Xia Yu was shocked.
Everyone was also stunned.
Everyone knew that His Highness Prince Qi and Xia Yu had never dealt with each other and did not interact with each other on weekdays. Unexpectedly, he was more cunning than anyone else and just thought of the best.
Your Highness, King Qi, I didn’t expect you to be such a duplicitous person!
Under the strange looks of everyone, the majestic King Qi almost died of shame.
"Ahem!" After receiving the three masterpieces, Li Shimin was finally satisfied and pretended to say: "Commander, please leave these three works here to enjoy them for a few days. Well, if you want to see them, you can come and see them."
Everyone had a look of disdain on their faces: Boss, can we have some face? I'll keep it for myself. If it's in your hands, can we see Ying again?
When Xia Yu saw that it was not as expected, she almost burst into laughter.