Empress, don't make trouble, I'm really a gentleman

The color of the world changed, and the arrogance was like a dragon.

At this moment, not only the Grand Master's Mansion, but the entire capital city was glowing with golden light, faintly, there was the sound of misty singing, and there were wonderful fairies dancing.

But when you really listen and see, you can't see anything.

"The vision of heaven and earth... Lifting the pen and Zhenzhou... This! This! This is calligraphy at the master level!"

A distinguished dignitary of the dynasty murmured to himself.

"Calligraphy master! How is this possible! Calligraphy master! Confucianism and Taoism have not had a calligraphy master for many years!"

Another senior member of the second rank who fell to the ground didn't care that his hair was disheveled. He stared at the glowing words like a madman.

"Impossible! Impossible!"

Ye Lingyun took a few steps back abruptly, bumped into the dining table, and fell onto it, staining his white shirt with drinks and food.

No one cared about his actions, because, among the people present, who was in a better situation than him?

Li Zhonglian stood up abruptly, staring at the words with a radiant light in her eyes, she rarely lost her composure.

Not to mention him, even Wang Yong, who is a general, trembled in his heart, his eyes were filled with disbelief.

Holding the words, Mu Baifan stood proudly, like a fairy tainted with golden light, in the eyes of everyone, she was so holy and beautiful.

Fu An had long been dumbfounded.

God!Is this the word written by the master?The antique treasure he robbed from that ancient tomb, right?

Doesn't he know the words of his master?To put it bluntly, catch a chicken, dip its paws in ink, put it on the paper and walk around, and the writing is better than my master's handwriting!
The vision of heaven and earth lasted for a quarter of an hour before slowly stopping.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the white paper, wanting to witness with their own eyes how elegant this master-level authentic work is!
Loyal and patriotic!

The four big characters, the pen is like a dragon, penetrating through the paper, penetrating three points into wood.

Black ink on white paper, simple strokes, seemed to be drawn randomly, but everyone felt a loud noise in their minds.

Behind this piece of paper, they seemed to see touching historical stories one after another, and saw the existence of countless famous names in history.

They are strong and strong, facing enemies that are several times their own, they just smiled generously, drew their swords, and launched the final charge; I still don't forget to tell my descendants: Wang Shibei set the Central Plains Day, and the family sacrifices never forget to tell Nai Weng.

Life is like a burnt oil lamp, slowly turning to ashes while trembling. There are only unyielding souls hovering over the country, gazing affectionately at every inch of the land.

I don't know how many people's eyes are moist.

They recalled their original intention of reading sage books back then, and looking at the present, they couldn't help but feel guilty, and they wanted to draw their swords and kill themselves.

Nangong Jing has been watching silently, even if the word Zhenzhou is in this picture, she did not show too much emotion.

Because this is a confrontation between civil servants and generals, so what if Ji Wuchen wins?She is just an emperor whose imperial power has been left behind, all of this, no matter how wonderful and fierce the fight is, it has nothing to do with her.

Although she was also amazed at the emergence of master-level works.

Her helplessness and sorrow, until she saw these four words.

Loyal and patriotic!What a loyal and patriotic one!
Nangong Jing felt as if he had been electrocuted, his whole body trembled, and a feeling of joy that he had never felt before appeared in his heart.

At this banquet where the dignitaries gathered, there are still people who remember loyalty to the emperor and patriotism?
The stagnation in his chest dissipated, Nangong Jing wanted to laugh out loud, but felt indescribably moved.

"Congratulations to the host, your upright actions have touched the Empress. You will be rewarded with [-] integrity points and a spirit-gathering disk. Keep up the good work! Come on!"

Xiaomeng's cute voice sounded, making the corner of the treacherous minister's mouth draw a slight arc.

Not bad, those 26 integrity points are worth it!

He didn't know that at this moment, his every move, in the eyes of Nangong Jing, seemed so righteous, so handsome and charming.

No matter what purpose he dedicates this painting, Nangong Jing is willing to be moved by him.

"Good! Good word!"

When the audience was silent, the empress was the first to applaud.

No one applauds him, so let me do it!

Nangong Jing thought silently.

By sending the four words Li Zhonglian, are you praising him for his loyalty and patriotism, or are you satirizing something else?
Nangong Jing's applause woke everyone up.

They looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing, should they conform to the empress, or should they keep silent?
"it is good!"

Another round of applause.

This time, it was Li Zhonglian who spoke out.

The old man's momentum calmed down, his face was expressionless, but he clapped his hands vigorously.

"Good! Good calligraphy! It is worthy of Zhenzhou's work, this calligraphy, within ten years, no one in the Celestial Dynasty can match it!"

He was not stingy with compliments.

After the compliment, Li Zhonglian sighed slowly, with complicated eyes, and sat down again.

"The future generations are awesome, the future generations are awesome. This old man has lived in vain for so long, and he has been pursuing the realm of a calligraphy master, but the general has reached it first... I am ashamed, I am ashamed."

He sighed and looked at Ji Wuchen, the emotion in his old eyes was hard to figure out.

Seeing the grand master's statement, the rest of the people applauded belatedly.

This praise, this picture can bear it.

Ji Wuchen stepped forward, took the paper, and rolled it up.

He was indifferent on the surface, but what he was thinking in his heart was: "Fuck, why is there such a big movement? Isn't it just a single word? Why did it look like an atomic bomb explosion! When I wrote it at that time, there was no such a big movement... "

He calmed down, looked at the distraught Ye Lingyun, and said with a sneer:

"Nephew Ling Yun, I don't know, I said that your words are not as good as dogs, have you ever been convinced?"

Ye Lingyun suddenly raised his head and looked at Ji Wuchen.

"you!"

He wanted to refute, but couldn't find what to say.

If Ji Wuchen is really the author of this calligraphy, then what can he do if his calligraphy is not as good as a dog?
Sophistry, saying that his handwriting is better than a dog?

wrong!

A flash of light flashed in Ye Lingyun's mind, making him realize suddenly.

"Ji Wuchen! You're lying! How can you... this kind of person be able to reach the master of calligraphy! You are not even a Confucian student! You can't write this kind of calligraphy!"

When his words came out, all the guests suddenly realized.

Yes, maybe there is an unknown calligraphy master in the world, but how could that person be Ji Wuchen?
Ye Lingyun let out a long breath, feeling that the shock that was enough to shake his heart calmed down a lot.

"Don't lie."

A clear and majestic drink sounded, and it was Nangong Jing who made the sound.

She chose to speak up to defend Ji Wuchen.

Ye Lingyun's heart trembled, and with a bit of unwillingness, he knelt down on one knee in front of the Heavenly Empress, and said respectfully, "Xiaosheng is guilty."

"No, you know shit."

Ji Wuchen stood beside Ye Lingyun and said disdainfully.

"You doubt me? It's hard to write this kind of characters? Hehe, you have no talent, which limits your imagination."