In Dazhou, I was overheard by the Empress

Seeing Ye Chen's easy-going look, Xiao Fei couldn't help rushing up to talk to him now.

It's a pity that the Holy Son hasn't started writing yet, so we can only wait.

Wang Hongchang nodded again and again after seeing that look.

As expected of the Holy Son!Even if it may be a little lacking in calligraphy, but in other aspects it is simply a god-like existence!

At this time, Ye Chen on the stage was also muttering in his heart.

[Tsk tsk, I should have regained my face now. 】

[But the young master came later, and there seems to be no one behind me. 】

【Originally, I was taking up their time, but now that I have delayed it for so long, I'm afraid it would be inappropriate to write "The Preface to the Lanting Collection", right? 】

[After all, the preface to Lanting Collection is still a bit long...]

[I'm going, why are they looking at me like this?Is this urging me? 】

[Forget it, just write a name and upload it, anyway, the content is not limited! 】

Hearing Ye Chen's heartfelt voice, Ji Fanxing was also slightly startled.

Unexpectedly, Ye Chen, who was so careless, would actually consider the feelings of the audience.

And... isn't the look in his eyes full of expectation from below?How did it turn into urging him?

It should be a psychological hint.

In addition, after the princess goes down, he has to write a preface to the Lanting collection for the princess alone.

"Everyone, some small accidents happened just now, and I wasted your precious time. I am really sorry."

Ye Chen said sincerely.

Seeing that sincere expression, everyone looked in admiration.

With such high strength, he still thinks about them everywhere!

Everyone felt that they were respected, and it was the respect from the Holy Son!
Not to mention, just for this humility, after a while, I will buy Shengzi's pen!
Anyway, if you don't buy a wooden pen, it's over.

"So then I decided to change the plan and stop writing novels."

After speaking, Ye Chen picked up the gold fountain pen and began to suck up the ink on the spot.

Seeing Ye Chen's action of sucking ink, everyone except Ji Fanxing and those female apprentices were stunned!
"I said why don't those people who used wooden pens never use ink?"

"It turned out that the ink was directly sucked into the pen?!"

"But won't the ink leak out like this?!"

"Leak out? Did you see that the previous wooden pen leaked out?"

"The Holy Son's skills are simply unparalleled!"

The audience was dumbfounded by this novel way.

Xiao Fei was even more stunned at this time, unable to say a word for a long time!
After analyzing for a long time, Xiao Fei suddenly realized!

"So that's the case. The pavilion master guessed that the ink was inside the pen, but he didn't expect it to enter like this..."

"In this way, the nib can both enter ink and exit ink, and the rest of the place is closed, so you don't have to worry about ink leakage!"

"It's just that the design of the nib is too difficult..."

"Ingenious workmanship! The workmanship of the Holy Son is simply ingenious workmanship!"

Ye Chen didn't care so much, after absorbing the ink, he waved his hand and wrote "Ye Chen" on the paper!
The feel of the gold fountain pen is several times better than that of the wooden fountain pen. Not only is it extremely silky, but the shape fits Ye Chen's fingers perfectly.

Ye Chen was able to display his perfect strength!

"I have practiced these two characters for half my life!"

Ye Chen picked up the pen suddenly, and the word "Ye Chen" appeared on the paper!
"This... why do these two words seem to jump out of the paper?!"

"No, after seeing these two words, I seem to see the Holy Son himself."

"I seem to see it emitting golden light?!"

"Golden light? I don't have it here, is my side emitting sword energy?!"

"Huh? Are we seeing something different? Buddha's light is erupting from my side!"

Everyone was shocked!
These two short words are almost thousands of faces!

Everyone looks and feels differently!

"This this……"

Xiao Fei was also stunned. What he saw on the word "Ye Chen" seemed to be a pure white Tianlin roaring.

But heard other people say golden light, Buddha light, sword energy?
Does everyone see the scene differently? !

Is this the legendary thousand people and thousands of faces?
"Old Wang, what's going on?!"

Xiao Fei turned around, but found that Wang Hongchang's face was dull, his eyes were fixed on "Ye Chen" son, and his lips were slightly stirring.

Emotions seemed overwhelming.

"This... is this the soul of calligraphy?!"

Wang Hongchang was really excited, because this is exactly what he pursued all his life!
"Old Wang, what is the soul of calligraphy?"

Xiao Fei asked from the side.

The rest of the referees and the audience also noticed their conversation one after another, and they all fell silent.

"Calligraphy generally has three major stages."

"The first stage is copying, following other people's fonts and writing their shapes."

"The second stage is to have a certain understanding of the copied objects and write similar works."

"The third stage is non-similarity, that is, the creation of works with its own style, which is already different from the previous copy."

"Old man, including the sixth princess, have reached this stage."

"So I don't mean to refute the same score you gave before. After all, they are all in the third stage. There is only a difference in style, but there is no distinction between high and low."

Having said that, everyone present has already begun to listen attentively.

But Wang Hongchang suddenly changed the subject!
"But above this, there is a hidden realm!"

"That is the soul of writing calligraphy!"

"With a soul, calligraphy seems to really become an independent individual, which can interact with people and reflect what people think in their hearts."

"At this time, the shape of the characters is no longer important, because the characters at this time have souls, like living things, and can change their shapes by themselves!"

"The old man has been pursuing this realm all his life, and it is for this reason that he wants Tianlinhao."

Looking at Ye Chen, Wang Hongchang seemed to suddenly realize it!

"After seeing the words of the Holy Son today, the old man seems to have some insights."

"This stage seems to be different from the other three stages. The other three stages are to improve their own skills!"

"But the last stage should be to improve your familiarity with something!"

"For example, when writing stones, if you observe the stones every day and explore all the characteristics, you will be very clear about them, and then practice every day."

"Should be able to write the soul of the stone!"

"Holy Son should be a name that is very familiar with himself and has been practiced for a long time, so that the word 'Ye Chen' can be written out of the soul!"

A look of enlightenment burst out in Wang Hongchang's eyes!
To understand oneself, anyone who is not too confused should be able to do it.

But very few people practice writing their name day in and day out!

[I'm going, it's quite mysterious! 】

[However, what he said may really make sense, after all, the world shouldn't be like the young master, right? 】

[I write my name on papers and workbooks every day when I am in school, and I write my name on documents every day after work. 】

Hearing Ye Chen's heartfelt feelings, Ji Fanxing couldn't help laughing, but when she thought that this reconciliation seemed not suitable for laughing, she forcibly held back.

From Ye Chen's heart, he has cultivated the so-called highest state without knowing anything?
If Wang Hongchang, who has been cultivating hard for decades and hasn't seen any signs of this, finds out, won't he be so angry that he vomits blood?