Reborn in the Three Kingdoms, I stole Liu Bei's uncle

Lu Bu held the pen, looking focused, and wrote slowly under the gaze of everyone.

Unlike when he was in the study, Lu Bu felt inexplicably pressured.

Even when facing an overwhelming force, Lu Bu still had strong confidence.

His extraordinary martial arts, the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand, and the Red Hare under his crotch are all sources of his confidence.

He reached the pinnacle of military power through victory after victory.

After all, calligraphy is different from martial arts. Martial arts require vigorous momentum, while calligraphy requires a calm mind.

Only when your mind is calm can your hands be steady, and only when your hands are steady can you write smoothly.

He collected his thoughts, clenched the brush in his hand, and tried hard to recall the feeling of the study. In an instant, Lu Bu seemed to be holding the Fang Tian Hua Ji.

He no longer hesitated and wrote faster. He watched a big word appear, just like a brave general being killed by him.

He looked at his own handwriting, which was strong and powerful, and had its own style. Lu Bu was somewhat satisfied.

"This calligraphy by Wen Hou is magnificent and extraordinary. It has its own style, and I admire it."

Wang Yun's words rang out at the right time.

Everyone who comes to the scene is well-versed in poetry and books. Although they may not all be calligraphers, they still have vision.

Although Lu Bu's calligraphy is not ugly, it has nothing to do with calligraphy, let alone praise for its powerful and outstanding style.

I can't believe that Situ Wang, in order to please Lu Bu, actually said such a hypocritical statement. Where has the strong character of scholars like me gone?

While everyone was indignant, Wang Yun smiled and said to them, "My fellow officers, what do you think of Marquis Wen's calligraphy? Tell us what you think."

Seeing Wang Yun's question, the scholar with a strong character hurriedly responded: "Wen Hou's calligraphy is good. I thought that Wen Hou's horsemanship was unmatched in the world, but I didn't expect that this calligraphy is also so unique. I admire it. I admire it."

"If you look closely at Marquis Wen's handwriting, you can see that it is a formation. I can clearly see thousands of troops between the words."

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Words praising Lu Bu were heard one after another in the middle of the courtyard. At the beginning, although the words were a bit exaggerated, they were still within the acceptable range. Who knew that in the end, the words became more and more outrageous.

In their eyes, Lu Bu had become a genius who was unrivaled in the world. Not only was he good at martial arts, but his calligraphy was also unique.

Cai Wenji looked through it out of boredom. She found that there were quite a few calligraphy works, but only a few of them could be called masterpieces.

He was about to turn around and leave when he heard the crowd's praises and leaned over to take a look.

He thought he would see a masterpiece, but when he saw those words of Lu Bu, he frowned slightly, shook his head slowly, and then turned and left.

He did not see the unique words that everyone was talking about, but instead saw that these words were a bit flashy and empty.

He was just about to turn around and leave when he saw a piece of calligraphy in a corner, quietly placed there with no one paying attention to it.

Cai Wenji was attracted by the words above and stopped immediately.

The words on it were unconventional and unique, and she felt vaguely that she had seen them somewhere before.

After pondering for a moment, he finally remembered that these words seemed to be written by Liu Yu.

Cai Wenji had not seen Liu Yu since Liu Yu left Luoyang with the emperor's edict, but news about Liu Yu had unconsciously reached her ears.

From the news she heard recently, Liu Yu should be in Luoyang. How could he come to Chang'an so easily?

Chang'an seems calm now, but it is not peaceful.

Dong Zhuo hid in the fortress and did not care about current affairs, but Li Ru not only did not relax his control over Chang'an City, but became even more strict.

If Li Ru discovered that Liu Yu had come to Chang'an, the consequences would be unimaginable.

She looked around and found a figure standing in the corner. He didn't look very old and his dress didn't seem like that of a minister in the court. He looked more like a knight-errant.

The ranger was looking at him intently.

After careful inquiry, Cai Wenji found out that the calligraphy was written by this knight.

Upon hearing this, Cai Wenji looked at it carefully again and found that it was indeed somewhat different from the last time she saw it.

She said no more, bowed, and walked out.

After the book club ended, Wang Yun saw everyone off. He came to the door of the study, looked around, and then gently pushed the door open.

There was already a person standing in the study. When he saw Wang Yun coming, he hurriedly saluted.

"Xu Shu pays respect to the prince."

"Yuanzhi, no need to be so polite."

After saying that, he took out something from his arms and handed it to Xu Shu.

Xu Shu took it in his hand and looked at it carefully.

"Lü Bu's martial arts are extraordinary, but this word? I really can't praise it."

Xu Shu was good at imitating. He found the more structured the characters were, the easier they were to imitate. On the contrary, characters like Lu Bu were a bit difficult to imitate.

"I can imitate this character about 70%."

Wang Yun was a little worried.

"Will Dong Zhuo find out?"

Xu Shu smiled and said, "Don't worry, my lord. If a calligraphy expert sees my imitation, he will be able to tell the real from the fake. But if it's Dong Zhuo and the others, I guarantee they will not be able to recognize it."

After hearing these words, Wang Yun's nervous heart gradually calmed down.

Xu Shu picked up the pen, sat down at the desk, and began to write.

After a while, a letter was completed.

Wang Yun took it and compared it carefully with Lu Bu's calligraphy. You're right, if you don't look carefully, you can't tell the difference at all.

"Yuanzhi has great skills."

"My tricks are just trifles, and I have made the prince laugh at me."

After writing the letter, Xu Shu came to Wang Yun's mansion.

He walked slowly along the street, without any kung fu, and came to a tavern.

The wine house is quite large and beautifully decorated.

There was a lot of noise and excitement inside.

Xu Shu looked around the first floor and prepared to go up to the second floor. As soon as he reached the stairs, he saw the waiter of the wine house bowing in front of him and said that according to the rules of the wine house, he needed to pay 5,000 coins to go up to the second floor.

The second floor is the elegant seat, and those who can go there are either rich or noble.

Xu Shu took out the money from his pocket and put it in the waiter's hand.

Seeing that Xu Shu did not hesitate at all, the waiter's smile became more respectful.

Following the waiter to the second floor, Xu Shu found a seat and sat down, ordered some food and wine, and seemed to be sitting there casually, drinking by himself. In fact, his eyes were always looking at the stairs.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, Xu Shu glanced at the sky. He knew that the person he was waiting for would be here soon.

Just as Xu Shu thought, footsteps were heard at the stairs. Li Jue, with a sad face, came to the second floor and sat down in a seat next to Xu Shu.

The guy had already gone over to meet him.

The man just waved his hand and said, "Old rules."

"Wait a moment, General. I will do it for you right away."

After a while, Li Jue's table was filled with wine and food.

Li Jue picked up a glass of wine, but the worry on his face did not ease with the wine and food.

A man came to Xu Shu who was sitting next door, and they drank a few glasses of wine.

Start the conversation cautiously.

The content of the conversation between the two men was heard intermittently by Li Jue.

Wenhou, lord, trust.