Chen Zhengtai looked at Fang Xuanling, so he smiled respectfully and said, "Please give me advice."

Fang Xuanling looked at Chen Zhengtai up and down, and then said, "You are a very smart person and you will definitely have great potential in the future. Your Majesty favors you very much. This is your luck. But... you must not be arrogant because of favor. As a disciple and a minister, you must remember one thing, that is, be steady. Otherwise, no matter how smart you are, you may not be able to become a great person in the future."

Chen Zhengtai blinked, couldn't figure it out for a moment, and asked quickly: "Dare you ask Fang Gong, why am I unstable?"

This kid is still arguing.

Fang Xuanling said calmly: "You are so embarrassed to ask, you are all good, but you recommend nine students to participate in the imperial examination at a time. Isn't this enough Meng Lang? You are your Majesty's disciple, and you should know how to be cautious in your words and actions. How can you do such a joke?"

"Ah, someone else is laughing at me?" Chen Zhengtai said in his heart, no, why didn't I hear it, so he smiled confidently: "I think my image is okay."

Fang Xuanling was stunned. The boy in front of him... It was true that he just praised him in front of His Majesty, and his tail was raised to the sky.

Recommended, is this how you recommend it? You are not sure, if you really recommend people, it would be fine if others joke. Then all these nine people failed the exam, and how will you end when you see it?

You are Your Majesty’s disciple, and you represent your Majesty’s image everywhere.

Your Majesty is another person who loves face...

If your Majesty is disgraced, what should you do?

Forget it, it’s useless to talk to him more.

He asks for blessings.

So Fang Xuanling brushed his sleeves and left.

Looking at Fang Xuanling's long-distance back, Chen Zhengtai shook his head, saying that the world would mislead me.

However, any time traveler is lonely. What everyone doesn’t understand about me is not that I, Chen Zhengtai, did not treat others honestly, but that they are short-sighted.

Thinking of this, I felt much more relaxed and I happily arrived at Erpigou University.

He still has many important things to do. Although the flyers were sent out, there seemed to be no response. I think there was no one who came to school. However, Chen Zhengtai was not depressed. Failed is success. He was old. I failed a hundred times. Even if I failed infertile, I had to give birth to success.

Chen Zhengtai summoned the nine people to Minglun Hall in school and asked Chen Fu to cook tea.

Facing these nine future hens laying golden eggs, Chen Zhengtai smiled and said happily: "You have lived here for many days and entered the school by yourself. I wonder what you have gained in this school?"

The nine people looked at each other, look at me, look at you.

Li Yifu smiled all over his face. He was born as a poor man and smiled whenever he met everyone.

But Hao Chujun is different. He is proud and somewhat rebellious. To be honest, he completely looked down on Erpigou Academy in his heart.

Others have different performances.

But...scholars are scholars after all.

Chen Zhengtai "invited" them to the school. Although they thought Chen Zhengtai was hateful, no matter what, Chen Zhengtai did not treat them badly in this school.

You don't hit people with a smile.

So, everyone started to think about their gains in school.

Finally, Li Yifu thought of it and his eyes lit up: "Yes, yes, I'm going to school by myself, I'm getting fat."

When everyone heard this, they nodded in unison. This sentence was the most pertinent. They said with a conscience that the food in school was indeed good. They were not without people who had eaten delicacies, but the chicken here was much better than other places.

Chen Zhengtai's face was pulled down: "Is there nothing else? Don't be restrained."

Minglun Hall fell into death again.

Chen Zhengtai couldn't help but sigh: "This is a holy place in the school, why is it always related to eating? Well, since you are idle, you might as well do me a favor."

Chen Zhengtai said, "I am going to engrave bronze characters to print, but the bronze characters need to have a calligraphy template. My calligraphy is very bad. Please give me a consultant, which font is better to use."

All scholars love calligraphy.

Chen Zhengtai himself said that his calligraphy was not good, so naturally he could not help but contempt Li Yifu, Hao Chujun and others.

The nine people all looked at Chen Zhengtai with a look of being ready to watch a joke.

Chen Zhengtai implicated them here to study. If they could see Chen Zhengtai making a fool of themselves, their hearts would be cured.

Chen Zhengtai is preparing to print the text. Of course, those texts need to be carefully selected and re-translated. Start with primary school Chinese and mathematics, and take out all the things that are not suitable for the Tang Dynasty, and then print them in copper plates.

But to make a copper plate, you must first engrave words. What font should you engrave? This is also Chen Zhengtai’s most troublesome problem, because once the copper plate is carved, it is too troublesome to reprint it, and the cost is also high. The copper plate also has many requirements for fonts, such as it must be simple, beautiful, and more recognizable.

Chen Zhengtai was unsure of this matter. After thinking about it, he would rather let these nine future Jinshi be the ones who are in charge of the staff.

So Chen Zhengtai asked Chen Fu to prepare the pen and ink and lift the pen.

His calligraphy is very average, but fortunately, he inherited the original master's calligraphy skills and could barely get through it.

Nine scholars looked listlessly at the white paper on the desk.

They were not interested in Chen Zhengtai's calligraphy, but the paper was really good, and... at this time... they felt a little hungry, wondering if the chicken roast was ready.

Chen Zhengtai first brewed his emotions, and then a scream made the nine people shudder.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Li Yifu looked panicked.

Chen Zhengtai smiled and said, "I scare you."

Li Yifu's face turned pale and his appetite suddenly decreased.

Hao Chujun seemed to be smiling. He was not convinced by Chen Zhengtai. Seeing Chen Zhengtai's unstandard lifting of the pen and dipping ink, he couldn't help but want to laugh at him, but in the end he still held it in, the prince would chop people.

At this time, Chen Zhengtai finally moved his wrist, started writing, and then... the word "Chen" was slowly written out.

Thanks to the original owner of the body's body's consciousness, Chen Zhengtai was quite at ease in writing.

But... at this moment, these nine scholars suddenly forgot to breathe.

They looked at the handwriting under Chen Zhengtai incredibly and were scared.

Um?

Chen Zhengtai looked up at them lightly, why, it's very strange?

Oh, yes, my character is in Yan style. Yan Zhenqing was not born yet at this time. Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy emphasizes the center-head brushwork, which is full of muscles and bones, and also has sharp edges. Generally, the horizontal strokes are slightly thin, vertical strokes, dots, strokes and strokes are slightly thick. This style of calligraphy is grand and powerful, with many muscles and bones, which can be said to be a big opening and closing, revealing all the atmosphere of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

After that, later generations began to copy Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy constantly, and finally formed Yan's style characters.

Of course, Chen Zhengtai's calligraphy is still much less good.

But when the Yan style character was released, the people of Li Yifu still felt the majestic spirit in the font.

"This...this..." Li Yifu stuttered: "What is this?"

"Chen, are you illiterate?" Chen Zhengtai smiled at him, with a bit of mother doting on her children, with the glory of maternal nature.

Li Yifu: “…”

Hao Chujun's breathing was rapid at this time, staring at the ink traces left by Chen Zhengtai. For a moment, he was actually crazy.

"How about this word? If it is used as a carving, will there be anything wrong with it?" Chen Zhengtai humbly asked for advice. He was very concerned about the future text, which was related to the future of Erpigou.

“…”

The Minglun Hall was silent and silent.

Nine scholars looked at Chen Zhengtai with the look of looking at monsters.

Chen Zhengtai smiled bitterly: "It seems that you are not satisfied yet. Don't worry, let's take your choice."

As he said that, he continued to lift the pen, and then wrote the word "chen" on the white paper.

This time... I used a thin gold body.

This is the calligraphy pioneered by Song Huizong, a master of calligraphy, and the thin gold style can be regarded as the pearl of the calligraphy world of the Song Dynasty.

The last stroke fell.

The people of Li Yifu only felt a beautiful and elegant atmosphere of the sky bones.

This thin gold body is the most beautiful, and it is still fresh in memory when you just look at it.

Of course... Chen Zhengtai didn't write very well, and he couldn't achieve the natural state of Song Huizong.

But at this moment, Li Yifu felt that his body was soft and as if it was so soft. His eyes were staring at the second Chen character, as if he had seen the beauty of the world, and he could no longer breathe.

Hao Chujun suddenly felt like he was in a fairyland. This word...This word... There are such thin, powerful and strange words in the world... Oh my God, if I could write this kind of book, I would not know the taste of chicken for a year, and there would be no regrets.

The other seven people opened their eyes wide.

The more people read books to the point where they are, their hobbies for calligraphy come from their hearts.

In their impression, all those who are good at calligraphy are talented men who are invincible. Perhaps a talented person may not be able to have good calligraphy. But in their impression, anyone with excellent calligraphy is definitely a knowledgeable person.

But the person in front of me only wrote two fonts of Chen in understatement. Even if they could feel that Chen Zhengtai's pen was lacking in some heat, the unparalleled shape of the characters gave them the urge to worship him.

"Hmm? You don't talk?" Chen Zhengtai frowned: "It seems that you are not satisfied with this, so don't worry, let's continue."

besides……
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