The Great Tang: God-level Bear Child

In front of so many people, the eighth prince actually said that his calligraphy is spicy?

The minister beside him couldn't help laughing.

Wei Zheng also couldn't stop laughing, and said silently in his heart: Chen Guogong, Chen Guogong, how dare you provoke the Eighth Prince? My butt still hurts now, can you take care of yourself?

Hou Junji hurriedly said: "Everyone, everyone understands! I didn't say anything bad about the Eighth Prince!"

"But you look down on people with dog eyes!"

Li Chengfeng said disdainfully: "What's the matter? I'm a six-year-old child, can you look down on my calligraphy? Let's compete if we have the ability?"

"Try what?"

"It's better than calligraphy!"

Li Chengfeng's words are correct and full of confidence.

Hou Junji rolled his eyes and thought: The Eighth Prince is indeed extremely intelligent, but calligraphy cannot be mastered in a year or two! Some people are born smart! But calligraphy, in addition to talent, also needs acquired training to achieve everyone!

The so-called drop of water can penetrate stone, it is not a day's work!

Hou Junji thought about it carefully, but I don't believe that with decades of calligraphy skills, I can't beat the six-year-old eighth prince?

After thinking about it, Hou Junji smiled and said, "Okay, since the eighth prince proposed to have a calligraphy competition with the old minister, then the old minister will take over the competition! Eighth prince, please enlighten me!"

"Okay, so what are the rules of the game?"

"The rules of the competition, of course, you and I, each write a calligraphy on the blank rice paper, and then show it to the ministers who are doing it! Let the ministers judge, and then choose the winner, how about it?"

"Well, yes! So what's the stake?"

"Ah? Bet, bet on what?"

Li Chengfeng said with a smile: "Of course it's gambling! 1000 gold in a game, whoever loses will give the winner 1000 gold, how about it?"

Hou Junji panicked.

As we all know, the Eighth Prince likes to place bets very much.

It is said that he played chess with Wei Zheng a few days ago and won 900 gold from Wei Zheng. At that time, Wei Zheng was trembling when he walked.

However, calligraphy is not chess, so I don't believe that the eighth prince can really beat himself in calligraphy?

So Hou Junji said: "Okay, it's a bet! The old minister doesn't believe that the calligraphy of the old minister will not be as good as the Eighth Prince!"

"It's not you who have the final say, but the ministers present here!"

"Okay, let's start the game! The old minister will be the referee!"

Wei Zheng volunteered and became a referee.

The other ministers immediately surrounded him with great interest, wanting to watch the calligraphy contest between Hou Junji and Li Chengfeng.

Originally, more than a dozen ministers and princes of the Tang Dynasty participated in this calligraphy competition.

But Li Chengfeng and Hou Junji went one step ahead, and a two-person calligraphy contest came up!

"Zheng Guogong, who do you think is better in calligraphy between the Eighth Prince and Chen Guogong?"

"This, the old man thinks, it should be Chen Guogong! Chen Guogong's calligraphy attainments are no less than this old man! As for the eighth prince, although he is talented and intelligent, calligraphy really needs time to hone before he can become a master!"

"Haha, what Zheng Guogong said is right! The Eighth Prince is very proud and never admits defeat! I'm afraid this time, he will hit a wall!"

"Well, let the eighth prince see what it means to have someone beyond the human, and there is a sky beyond the sky!"

Wei Zheng smiled, then picked up two sets of white rice paper, handed one to Hou Junji, and one to Li Chengfeng.

Wei Zheng said: "Okay, let's start now. The calligraphy competition between the Eighth Prince and Chen Guogong is about to begin! The rules of the competition are: two people write their own calligraphy, and the ministers present will judge! Whoever the ministers support, then stand Just behind whoever!"

"Okay, the game begins!"

As soon as Wei Zheng's words fell, Li Chengfeng picked up the ink pen on his left hand, swiped a few times, and wrote four big characters on the rice paper: Heaven rewards hard work!

When writing these four characters, Li Chengfeng deliberately used the art he bought from the system: Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy.

Yan Zhenqing is a great calligrapher of Tang Zhenguan's descendants, and at this moment, he has not yet been born.

Moreover, Yan Zhenqing's regular script is dignified and majestic, and his running script is elegant and elegant. Together with the calligrapher Liu Gongquan, he is called "Yan Jin Liu Gu", and he is a famous calligrapher in later generations.

At this moment, Li Chengfeng directly let the 'Yan Ti' come out, this must be the number one calligrapher in the world after the calligrapher Wang Xizhi!

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When Wei Zheng and others saw Li Chengfeng scribbled a calligraphy with a few strokes, they felt that Li Chengfeng must not understand what calligraphy is, and then scribbled on it.

Seeing this, Wei Zheng and the others couldn't help but laugh, after all, they are still too young.

Hou Junji was also calm and relaxed, with a triumphant smile on the corner of his mouth, and slowly wrote four large characters on the rice paper in front of his desk: Great Tang Dynasty!

"Eighth Prince, have you finished writing?" Wei Zheng asked.

"Of course it's finished! You can start judging the calligraphy of the prince and Chen Guogong, who is better!"

"Okay, then, I would like to trouble all ministers to move your feet and go to observe the calligraphy of the eighth prince and Chen Guogong! If you think who's calligraphy is better, then you can stand behind them and express Supported! In the end, the veteran will choose the winner based on who has the most ministers behind him!"

After Wei Zheng finished speaking, a large group of ministers immediately surrounded him to observe Hou Junji's calligraphy.

From their point of view, Li Chengfeng is certain to lose, so they should choose the good calligraphy first, and then look at the bad calligraphy.

Liu Zhenghui glanced at Hou Junji's calligraphy, clapped his hands immediately, and shouted: "Chen Guogong, you have a good literary talent and good calligraphy! The old minister admires, admires!"

"Yes, Chen Guogong's calligraphy is full of spirituality, he is really a master of calligraphy!"

"Haha, thank you, thank you, everyone!"

Hou Junji was praised by all the ministers, so he was naturally very happy in his heart.

However, when Liu Zhenghui and others saw the calligraphy on Li Chengfeng's desk.

Liu Zhenghui's eyes widened instantly, and his mouth opened wide as if he saw a ghost.

After observing carefully for a while, Liu Zhenghui remained silent, and then chose to stand behind Li Chengfeng.

The same goes for the rest of the ministers.

The few of them came to Li Chengfeng's side with great interest, originally wanting to see a joke.

They think, how good is a six-year-old child's calligraphy?

However, when they saw the four big characters on Li Chengfeng's rice paper, they all stared wide-eyed, opened their mouths and lost their voices.

Because Li Chengfeng's handwriting is dignified and majestic, extremely thick, penetrating three points.

Just these four words "Heaven rewards diligence" are like four mountain peaks, standing on the rice paper.

All the ministers were shocked, and for a moment, they were so shocked that they didn't know how to speak.

But within Li Chengfeng's system, there were constant voices of surprise from the ministers.

"Ding, the shock from Liu Zhenghui, naughty value +10!"

"Ding, the shock from the eldest grandson Shunde, naughty value +12!"

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