Datang: God-level son-in-law, salted fish will become stronger

"Your Majesty, Caomin still has a way to prove that this calligraphy is a fake."

"Qin Mu, you're not finished, are you!" Changsun Wuji yelled at Qin Mu subconsciously.

There is no such way to die.

But Qin Mu was unmoved.

Although he knew that Changsun Wuji was defending him.

"You let him say, I want to see today, how can he prove it!"

Li Er roared angrily, veins popping up on his forehead.

This child is so angry that his teeth itch.

After challenging the imperial power again and again, he saw that Qin Mu was getting impatient.

Qin Mu was neither impatient nor impatient, neither humble nor overbearing, and said calmly: "Because this word was written by Caomin."

Chapter 3: I don't care what your status is, if you dare to approach the princess, I will kill you

Qin Mu's words sounded like thunder in the hall.

"I...I didn't hear wrong, did this fellow say that this painting was written by him?"

"Hahaha... This is really ridiculous, a big joke!"

"Is this an exasperation, giving up on oneself?"

......

Everyone was shocked by Qin Mu's words, but no one believed him.

Scornful, cold, disdainful...

This was the look in the eyes of everyone looking at Qin Mu.

Including Changsun Chong and Changsun Wuji, father and son.

They just hope that tonight will pass quickly, and Qin Mu will stop trying to die.

"Hahaha..." Li Shimin laughed out loud, "Do you think I am a three-year-old child? Do you think I will believe your nonsense?"

"Why don't you try?" Qin Mu looked straight at Li Shimin, without panic, "Don't tell me your Majesty doesn't want Caomin to understand?"

"Okay, I will fulfill you!" Li Shimin's eyes were as cold as ice, and he said in a hateful voice: "If you can't prove yourself, today I will punish you for the crime of deceiving the emperor, and you will never be spared!"

The categorical words of Zhanzi resonated in everyone's hearts.

Qin Mu really played too big this time.

Princess Xiangcheng who was sitting at the table looked up at Qin Mu with curious eyes, with a bit of surprise in her eyes.

She didn't understand where Qin Mu's indifference and confidence came from.

Qin Mu turned his head to look at Changsun Chong, and gave him a firm look, "Cousin, please prepare a paper inkstone for me..."

"Ah good..."

Chang Sun Chong woke up from the shock and hurried to the back hall.

For some reason, seeing Qin Mu's confident eyes, he actually believed his words.

At this time, there was no sound in the hall.

Everyone is waiting for how Qin Mu can prove his destiny.

Waiting for him to slap himself in the face.

Changsun Wuji ran to Qin Mu's side, tugged at the hem of his clothes, and said in a low voice, "Nephew, you..."

Qin Mu turned his head to look at him, his eyes were calm, and he said softly, "Uncle, don't worry, I have my own measure."

"Ugh..."

Changsun Wuji sighed helplessly.

Now that things are up to now, he can only hope that Qin Mu has real talents and learning.

Even if the calligraphy is not written by him, he can rely on his ability and Changsun Wuji's three-inch tongue to protect himself wisely.

For a moment.

The table with paper, ink, brush and inkstone was carried in by several servants.

Qin Mu stepped forward confidently and picked up the pen, as steady as Mount Tai.

Book Saint Inheritance.

The pen falls on the paper, the clouds flow and the water flows, the pen flies the dragon and the snake, and the clouds startle the dragon...

At this moment, everyone in the hall was deeply attracted by Qin Mu.

They seem to have seen that crazy official in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, splashing ink and writing about the Spring and Autumn Period.

What falls on the paper is not words, but mountains, rivers, lakes, seas, sun, moon and stars.

Qin Mu raised his pen and waved it a few times, and the words came naturally.

Look at it like a group of giants playing in the sea, flying freely;

It's also like dancing cranes swimming in the sky, moving around.

This word contains the aura of heaven and earth.

Shock!

The guests in the hall were all dumbfounded and stunned.

At this point, adding any adjective to shock is an insult to the word.

This pair of [Orchid Pavilion Preface] is more expressive than the pair Li Er gave Changsun Wuji.

"hiss..."

Li Er looked at it and gasped, like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, his head was buzzing.

Qin Mu's calligraphy shocked him too much.

It is simply, taking in the universe.

Li Er never expected that, as the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, he would be completely defeated in the hands of a commoner.

"This little gentleman..."

Yu Shinan was even more shocked and speechless, and kept silent.

Thinking of his famous name in his life, he lost his eyes on calligraphy...

Ouyang Xun and Chu Suiliang blushed even more, their minds were in a daze.

[Lanting Preface] They have studied it no less than a thousand times.

"Is this... is this the legendary calligraphy technique?"

"Mr. Qin Mu, you actually wrote the holy line of the book so superbly, is this the book to become the sage?"

"In this life, I can watch the rebirth of the book saint with my own eyes, even though I die without regret..."

......

The guests in the hall were amazed and applauded again and again.

Everyone who was waiting for Qin Mu to make a fool of himself was slapped hard on the face.

Wang Xizhi is a majestic calligrapher, a scholar and poet in the world, how many people want to imitate his calligraphy?

But those who really have their shape are only rare, let alone pass on their spirit.

However, the "Orchid Pavilion Preface" written by Qin Mu casually waved his hands contains spirituality.

It fully shows the charm of the book.

A commoner can do this, how can it not amaze everyone.

Princess Xiangcheng's eyes flashed a bit of agility, "This Qin Mu...this Qin Mu is really talented, and only this calligraphy is peerless..."

Just when everyone was amazed by Qin Mu's book "Lanting Preface".

A man with a strong body and a fierce face looked at Princess Xiangcheng greedily, and then looked at Qin Mu ferociously.

At this moment, his clenched fists were throbbing with veins.

"Qin Mu, I don't care what your status is, if you dare to approach the princess, I will kill you!"

pat.

The sound of Qin Mu throwing his pen on the copy made everyone wake up like a dream.

Everyone looked at Qin Mu, unable to speak.

I'm afraid that he will attack them with sharp, harsh, ice pick-like words in the next second.

After all, Qin Mu was the only winner in the hall.

"Your Majesty, the grassroots made a fool of themselves..."

Qin Mu saluted slightly, with a graceful demeanor.

There is no half-satisfaction and joy on his face because he wrote the holy scriptures casually.

It seemed that all of this was just a trivial matter to Qin Mu.

Li Er stared at Qin Mu's calm eyes and calm demeanor.

Another surprise.

At a young age, and a commoner, he is so open-minded and broad-minded.

Possesses a noble character that ordinary people can hardly possess.

"Hahaha..." Li Er couldn't help laughing loudly, and said with a flick of his sleeves, "Good! Good! Good!"

Three praises in a row, all telling Li Er's approval of Qin Mu.

"At such an age, not only is calligraphy amazing, but also has a broad mind. You are really a role model for the younger generation. I am so relieved that Datang has a young talent like you!"

Changsun Wuji was at the side, tears were about to fall from excitement, "This child really has a long face, too much for me."

Thinking of this, he looked at the elder Sun Chong who was also of the younger generation, how could there be such a big gap?

Sensing Changsun Wuji's malicious gaze, Changsun Chong muttered in bewilderment, "Didn't Cousin Qin Mu prove himself? Why does my father still look at me like this..."

No matter how hard he tried to figure it out, Changsun Wuji was comparing him with Qin Mu.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the compliment..."

Qin Mu accepted Li Er's kindness, if he tried to push back, it would be hypocritical.

The Chinese and military officials in the hall looked at Qin Mu and nodded again and again...

At a young age, he possesses extraordinary skills.

It is not easy to do so.

At this moment, Qin Mu suddenly picked up the ink on the table and splashed it on the [Lanting Preface] that had just been written.

"oops..."

"Qin Mu, what are you doing?"

"Why are you like this!"

Everyone looked at the "Lanting Preface" destroyed by a splash of ink, beat their chests and feet, and screamed again and again.

Even Li Er was stupefied, and a little anger appeared on his calm face just now, and he said in a deep voice, "Qin Mu, what are you doing!"

Originally, he wanted to ask Qin Mu for the [Lanting Preface] for his collection.

Unexpectedly, Qin Mu destroyed it with his own hands.

No one can understand Li Er's obsession with Wang Xizhi's authentic works.

Although Qin Mu's book is a copy, it is not a bit worse than the original book sage.

Changsun Wuji was speechless at the moment.