The Red Chamber: the Son of the Champion, I Secretly Sold the Psychic Gem

Calligraphy incorporates the perseverance, courage and enterprising of Confucianism, as well as the emptiness, serenity and tranquility of Lao Zhuang and Zhuang. meaning.

Observe his strength without losing his strength, his posture without exaggeration, and his handwriting flowing like a cloud.

……

"This……!!"

Looking at the handwriting on the rice paper in front of him, Jia Zheng frowned, thinking a lot in his mind, and finally woke up suddenly! !

good guy! !

This, isn't this the same handwriting in the half of the poem left in the pavilion by the Jiafu Lake? ?

this moment!

Jia Zheng felt his mind exploded, blank!

The rice paper in his hand began to tremble slightly!

This handwriting!

Not to mention that they are very similar, they are just the same!

Immediately!

Jia Zheng quickly put the rice paper in his hand in front of Jia Lang and said, "Lang'er, did someone come to you just now?"

"Tell me to my father, what does this man look like, has he told you anything, and when was this Analects written?"

Because Jia Zheng couldn't contain his excitement, his body began to tremble slightly!

Jia Lang has absolutely no idea what happened!

Why is Jia Zheng so excited? ?

"Father, no one has come to my son in recent days?"

"As for this Analects, I just wrote it!"

"The son is not talented, but also ask the father to give some pointers!"

Jia Lang said calmly! !

"what??"

"You wrote it?"

As soon as Jia Lang finished speaking, he saw Jia Zheng's face full of shock, the boss with an open mouth!

He stretched out his hand and pointed at the writing on the rice paper!

anyway!

Jia Zheng couldn't believe that his ignorant son could write such a pinnacle of calligraphy!

What a joke!

Even if Jia Lang practiced calligraphy since childhood, he would never have achieved such success!

The entire Great Zhou Dynasty!

Calligraphy can reach such a peak, I am afraid that there is no second person! !

And those people!

The age is at least the age of [-]!

How old is Jia Lang, seventeen or eighteen? ?

and!

Jia Zheng couldn't believe that Jia Lang had such a talent for writing that he could write quatrains that could be passed down through the ages! !

In Jia Zheng's heart!

that person!

It must be a senior who has been in the literary world for a long time, and it cannot be his own son Jia Lang!

"Father doesn't believe it, son will write another one!"

Seeing that Jia Zheng can't believe it!

Jia Lang held the brush next to him in his hand, and his whole body exuded an unprecedented style of writing, writing an Analects!

Chapter 26

Under Jia Zheng's attention!

Jia Lang easily wrote an Analects on a new piece of rice paper!

Look at the poems on the rice paper!

Jia Zheng was stunned, he couldn't believe what he saw in front of him was true! !

Omg! !

This, how is this tm possible? ?

Can anyone tell me if this is true? ?

Jia Zheng's heart!

There has been a stormy sea, and the boss with his mouth open...!

anyway!

Jia Zheng couldn't believe that this was really written by his son Jia Lang!

How old is Jia Lang? ?

Did you start practicing calligraphy with his mother's umbilical cord before she was born? ?

If anyone out there knew!

That half of the poem!

It was written by a [-]- or [-]-year-old son in my Jia residence. I am afraid that many people will be ashamed to hit the wall! !

Jia Zheng felt that his hand holding the rice paper began to tremble slightly!

Looking at Jia Lang in front of him, Jia Zheng felt that he had to make sure again, although this matter was almost a certainty!

"Jia Lang, let me ask you, did you keep the half of the poem in the lakeside pavilion?"

Jia Zheng said with a serious face!

Lakeside Pavilion!

As soon as Jia Zheng's voice fell, Jia Lang's thoughts recalled that day, he did leave a poem in the lakeside pavilion!

wrong!

It should be half a poem, because there is not enough paper, so I wrote half of it!

Nodding his head, he said, "Father, of course I know that this was written casually after I happened to be there that day!"

Any thanks? ?

Jia Lang's words made Jia Zheng's heart twitch.

Good guy!

You have nothing to do, and you have already caused an uproar in the entire Jinling City, do you know that!

Almost everyone is curious!

Who can write this poem, and calligraphy is such a pinnacle, who is it! !

Even this morning!

The rice paper that was taken from the previous court was also taken away by the right officer of the court after being appreciated by his colleagues, saying that he would go home and taste it carefully!

The Prime Minister of this dynasty is also a great calligrapher!

Jia Zheng has even seen it. After he announced the news, how many people must have been shocked and couldn't believe it!

"Then do you know that it is half a poem, and you can make the last half of the poem?"

Jia Zheng continued to ask!

"Father, my son made it naturally, but there was not enough paper that day, so I didn't write it all!"

"In the first half, it is Xianyun's cleverness, Fei Xing's hatred, and Yin Han's darkness."

"As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win but there are countless people in the world."

The second half, yes!

The tenderness is like water, and the good times are like dreams.

If these two feelings are long, how are they going up and down.

……

Jia Lang said!

If the two loves are for a long time, how can they be in the morning and evening!

"Boom!!"

As soon as Jia Lang finished speaking, Jia Zheng felt his mind explode with thunder again!

Eyes wide open!

He looked at his son Jia Lang in shock again!

ear!

He kept thinking about the second half of the poem that Jia Lang said! !

If the two loves are for a long time, how can they be in the morning and evening!

As long as two hearts love each other forever, why do they have to be with each other every day!

Jia Zheng can't believe it!

His own son was able to write such poems!