Dragon's Origin

Chapter 220: Super Fan (Part 1)

Along with the Shadow Eunuch's words, a beautifully crafted scroll of yellow imperial edict appeared.

Wang Sheng unceremoniously took it, opened it, and was taken aback. The edict was filled with a long passage written neatly in meticulous regular script. Although Wang Sheng's knowledge of ancient Chinese wasn't great, he could still understand the gist of what the old eunuch had said.

"This edict is actually written in regular script?" Wang Sheng asked casually.

"Oh?" The Shadow Eunuch suddenly looked at Wang Sheng with new eyes, sizing him up for a while before saying in surprise, "I didn't expect someone who's been in the Thousand Absolutes Land for almost a year to recognize regular script?"

From the construction of the camp to Wang Sheng's comprehension of the Nine Words Incantation on the mountain wall, it had indeed been almost a year. The old eunuch's surprise lay in the fact that Wang Sheng, who looked like a warrior and assassin, would actually care about the font issues that concerned the literary scholars. It was truly strange.

However, the old eunuch himself had lived in the palace, so he had also picked up some of the ways of the officials. He had also dabbled in the regular script that had suddenly risen to prominence in recent years. He wouldn't say he would calm down and practice calligraphy, but at least he should be able to understand the contents of the edict!

Fortunately, most people who could understand the clerical script on those martial arts manuals could also understand regular script. The changes in these two fonts weren't too drastic, just some changes in the structure and strokes.

Without mentioning how much effort those learned scholars had put into it, at least in the old eunuch's eyes, these characters were easier to read.

"Obviously," Wang Sheng had already said the name 'regular script,' so of course he recognized it.

"You don't pay much attention to the literary world," the Shadow Eunuch seemed to suddenly have something to brag about. "The emergence of this regular script has been a major event in the literary world in recent years. All the scholars in the world are practicing calligraphy as if in a carnival, and it has become a trend. These days, anyone who can't write a few strokes of regular script simply can't get by in literary circles."

Speaking of this, the old eunuch seemed to have found a sense of superiority in Wang Sheng's presence. At least he felt he knew more, and he began to talk endlessly.

"It's said that initially, this was created by the Old Ancestor Ling Xu of the Old Lord Temple, who had been pondering for many years. In order to cultivate his Qi, he transcribed Taoist scriptures for decades, and thus created this calligraphy," it was rare for the old eunuch to be able to open his heart and talk about gossip with someone in Worry-Free City, especially gossip from the capital. The old eunuch spoke with great animation.

The Old Daoist Ling Xu was resting alone in the room, not knowing what he would feel if he heard these words. It was estimated that he would be more amused than anything else! Wang Sheng was now particularly eager to see the old Daoist's expression, to see how dignified he looked with the title of inventor of regular script, hahaha.

The Shadow Eunuch couldn't imagine the prank in Wang Sheng's heart at all, and was still bragging with great enthusiasm: "The first appearance of regular script was at the current Three Purities Temple. Do you know? Three statues of the Old Lord, hundreds of feet tall, appeared out of nowhere overnight, and Taoist disciples from all over the world came to pilgrimage as if they were crazy."

"On the left and right of each statue of the Old Lord, there was a Taoist couplet, which was carved in regular script," the old eunuch gesticulated more and more as he spoke, even striking the pose of the Old Lord's statue he had heard of, as if he had seen it with his own eyes. "As soon as the couplet appeared, it alarmed a Grand Secretary in the capital. Within a short month, it was said that everyone in the capital who had read and written had gone there to worship. It was a literary event, an unprecedented grand occasion!"

After speaking, the old eunuch looked at Wang Sheng's somewhat dazed expression and couldn't help but say, "That's right, in just over a year, regular script has spread all over the world, and even you know about it. You can imagine how wide it has spread."

The expression on Wang Sheng's face became more and more like he was constipated, as if he was holding something back. In short, it looked very awkward.

The old eunuch, however, didn't see Wang Sheng's expression at all, and spoke more and more excitedly, his mouth almost unable to stop: "It's all thanks to that Old Ancestor Ling Xu. It's said that he has been transcribing Taoist scriptures in the Old Lord Temple for decades or even centuries. Only such a god-like figure can write such a square and upright model book! Don't look at those old men who have read books until their hair is white and say that they are erudite, but the effort they put into calligraphy can't compare to that of Old Ancestor Ling Xu."

From the old eunuch's mouth, Wang Sheng could hear that the old eunuch admired Old Ancestor Ling Xu extremely, with the tone of worshiping an idol, which made Wang Sheng wonder.

"You're a dignified Seventh Grade Blue Plate assassin, you don't need to admire an old Daoist who copies scriptures so much, do you?" Thinking it was interesting, Wang Sheng asked casually.

"Bullshit! What do you mean by an old Daoist who copies scriptures?" The Shadow Eunuch's face changed faster than flipping a book: "That's Old Ancestor Ling Xu! What do you know?"

Wang Sheng cooperated and widened his eyes, as if asking about Old Ancestor Ling Xu's identity.

"Old Ancestor Ling Xu is at least one hundred and eighty or ninety years old, and his cultivation is divine!" The Shadow Eunuch really admired the old Daoist. When he talked about the old Daoist, his tone was protective: "The number one master of the Old Lord Temple, placed in the whole world, is also a rare super master. Ask all the vassal states in the world, is there any one who dares to say that their family has a master who can be compared with Old Ancestor Ling Xu? Tell you, not a single one!"

He had run into a fan, and a Seventh Realm, or even possibly an Eighth Realm, expert fan. What else could Wang Sheng say? If he said something unpleasant, wouldn't the other party turn against him? Wang Sheng had seen those star-chasing people on Earth, and he didn't expect to encounter a high-level star-chaser here.

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He endured his laughter all the way, patiently listening to the old eunuch's worship of Old Ancestor Ling Xu. The old eunuch had also drunk enough wine and chatted enough nonsense, and then he jumped over the wall contentedly and went back to his house to sleep, leaving Wang Sheng alone, holding back his laughter, preparing to see the Old Ancestor Ling Xu whom the old eunuch admired so much.

The Old Daoist had heard all the words outside, and he had heard them clearly. If what Lu Wenhou and the others said earlier was considered relatively normal and the Old Daoist could ignore it, then the latter half of the old eunuch's words made the Old Daoist a little unable to sit still, especially when he was praising Old Ancestor Ling Xu in front of Wang Sheng, the real inventor of regular script, which made the Old Daoist extremely embarrassed.

Fortunately, Wang Sheng didn't intend to play tricks, but just wanted to discuss some things with the Old Daoist. But the Old Daoist's face was flushed, somewhat ashamed. The founders of regular script were actively placed on his head by the literary scholars in the capital, and the Old Daoist declined for a long time but couldn't decline.

"Old Daoist, what do you think of the Emperor's reward?" Wang Sheng didn't mention those things at all, and directly asked the serious matter.