"I didn't expect, I really didn't expect that Li Minghan would have a son like you." The surprise on Yan Zhang's face deepened as he clicked his tongue.
During the trip to Qing 'an Prefecture, the young man in front of him had left a deep impression on him.
It wasn't just because of his amazing attainments in calligraphy and painting. After that day, driven by curiosity, he learned more about him from his old friend Dong Wenyun.
The author of the "Teachings of the World" was unparalleled in poetry. His line "Love the upper floors" made countless scholars blush and reformed torture methods. Of course, Yan Zhang still loved his semi-cursive script the most. He copied the three words on the plaque day and night and could now emit eighty to ninety percent of its charm.
Last time, he didn't ask Li Yi for advice because of his pride. After returning to the capital, he regretted his pride greatly. What was pride compared to the improvement of calligraphy?
Yan Zhang hadn't expected to meet him again at the Li Clan. His heart itched, and when he saw the wine cup on the table, his eyes lit up. He poured some wine into the cup, and using a piece of paper as a pen, he wrote three words on the table with his finger.
He raised his head to look at Li Yi and asked, "How is it?"
Li Yi lowered his head and saw the three words "County Magistrate Li" that hadn't dried yet. He wrote them in a natural and elegant manner, faintly resembling the style of the sage of calligraphy, Wang Xizhi.
Just from these three words, it could be seen that Assistant Minister Yan's calligraphy had reached a higher level.
"So-so." Li Yi gave a very pertinent evaluation.
Wang Xizhi's reputation as a sage of calligraphy was inseparable from decades of hard work. Just by copying the three words for a few days, he was able to learn half of its charm. The description "so-so" was already a great compliment.
Yan Zhang naturally understood this. The more he copied the three words, the more he understood the difference between him and the person who wrote it. He wouldn't use age to judge whether the young man in front of him had the qualifications to say these words.
However, Yan Zhang understood this didn't mean that everyone understood.
"So-so? You're so arrogant. Although Yan Zhang's calligraphy is not good, it's not something you can judge. "A voice came from the side. It was an elegant man who looked at the words on the table.
The elegant man walked around the table with his hands behind his back and said in surprise, "Tsk tsk, long time no see. Brother Yan's semi-cursive script has become more refined. Did you steal another famous family's horizontal board and study it these days?"
Yan Zhang was displeased. What did he mean by his calligraphy was not good? Although this guy came from a scholarly family, the Zuo family's calligraphy master was Old Master Zuo, not Zuo Qiu. Why was he so proud?
"Master Zuo's calligraphy is upright and can be said to be the best in the Jing Kingdom. Compared to him, my calligraphy is naturally not presentable. Since Junior Supervisor Zuo has inherited Master Zuo's teachings, I naturally cannot compare to Junior Supervisor Zuo," Yan Zhang replied sarcastically.
Master of Zut Qiu. "Zt't Zuo Zuo, Zuo was Zuo by't.
On the surface, it was a compliment, but it was a sarcastic remark that Zuo Qiu only relied on his father and didn't have any real talent.
Although the two of them were family friends and were usually close friends, whenever they talked about something that they were good at, they would always mock each other a little.
Zuo Qiu looked at the table for a while with his hands behind his back. When the words on the table became blurred, he nodded and said, "Strange, strange. I haven't seen you for a few days, but you've made such great progress. Did you really get advice from a master, or did you find a famous card?"
Yan Zhang twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Let's not talk about this for now. You keep saying that this young man is arrogant. Why don't you compete with him? You're also good at semi-cursive script. Write a few words on the table with your fingers. Let's see who the arrogant one is."
Zuo Qiu shook his head and said, "It's better to compete with you. But him? If people know, they'll say that I'm bullying the younger generation. "
"Xi Ping Stone Scripture." Yan Zhang looked at him and said, "If you think your writing is better, I'll give you the Xi Ping Stone Scripture. If you lose, don't blame me for tearing down the horizontal board of the House of Zuo tonight. "
Zuo Qiu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said with uncertainty, "You mean the original post of the Xi Ping Stone Scripture? It's really with you. "
The Xi Ping Stone Scripture was the masterpiece of the creator of the Flying White Style, Cai Yong of the Eastern Han Dynasty. The original post was very valuable for collection and research. It would be a blessing to get it. As for the horizontal board of the House of Zuo, he didn't worry about it at all. His calligraphy attainments were not great, but they could be described as minor achievements. How could he lose to a young man who was still wet behind the ears?
Even if he started practicing since he was in his mother's womb, he couldn't beat him.
"What do you think? Do you dare?" Yan Zhang looked at him and asked with a smile.
"Why not?" Zuo Qiu laughed and said, "It's rare for you to be so generous. How can I spoil your fun?"
After that, he dipped his finger in the wine. In a flash, the four big words "Happiness like the East Sea" appeared on the table. He wrote the words smoothly and continuously.
Zuo Qiu's calligraphy attainments could be remarkable if he could write with his finger dipped in wine. Ordinary people couldn't even write with a brush.
"Come on, it's your turn." Yan Zhang didn't look at Zuo Qiu's words at all. With a cunning smile on his face, he was already planning how to tear down the Zuo family's horizontal board at night. He hurriedly urged Li Yi.
Zuo Qiu wanted his Xi Ping Stone Scripture. It was impossible. It would be better if it was Elder Zuo. Even if Elder Zuo came in person, Yan Zhang was 70% sure that he could win.
Seeing Yan Zhang's expression, Zuo Qiu's heart skipped a beat. He suddenly had a bad feeling.
Yan Zhang was not a fool. The Xi Ping Stone Scripture must be extremely important to him. How could he give it away for free?
Could it be that he was really sure that he could win?
Turning to look at the young man again, Zuo Qiu shook his head and suppressed this unrealistic idea.
"I'm not interested." Li Yi glanced at the words on the table and said, shaking his head.
The Xi Ping Stone Scripture and the Zuo family's horizontal board had nothing to do with him. "This Assistant Minister Yan has a good plan. He's treating me as a tool. Are they familiar with each other?"
"Tearing down someone else's horizontal board is no different from slapping him in the face. This is a great feud …"
Yan Zhang's expression froze. He hurriedly grabbed Zuo Qiu's arm and said, "I owe you one!"
Li Yi thought, "Last time when I snatched the horizontal board, I already owed him a favor, but he didn't take it seriously. Obviously, the assistant minister's favor is worthless."
However, Li Yi didn't want to be pestered by him. He casually dipped his finger into the wine and drew two words on the table. He was ready to leave this troublesome place and let them catch up.
"Haha, is this what you're relying on?"
Seeing the messy handwriting on the table, Zuo Qiu was stunned at first. Then, he smiled and patted Yan Zhang's shoulder. He said, "Brother Yan, tomorrow morning, I'll send someone to your mansion to get the Xi Ping Stone Scripture."
Yan Zhang didn't expect that Li Yi wouldn't give him face at all. He was a little anxious and grabbed Li Yi's arm tightly. "Write it carefully. If you win, you can make a request of me, as long as it's not too much …"
"Stop it, Second Young Master Yan, what are you doing?" Just as Yan Zhang shook Li Yi's arm violently, a delicate voice suddenly came from not far away.
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