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Xie E was startled. "Is there anything else, Lord Young Fu?"

The young master frowned. "This homework doesn't seem to be standard …"

Xie E's scalp tingled a little as he subconsciously looked at Zhao Zhen. At the moment, Zhao Zhen and Zhao Ju seemed to be talking about something and didn't even notice Xie E. Instead, it was Zhao Ju who smiled towards Xie E.

Xie E always felt that Zhao Ju's smile had other deeper meanings, but at this time, she had to deal with Lord Young Fu first. With a respectful and enlightened look, he said, "Please speak clearly, Lord Young Fu."

The young master had long seen Xie E's expression, and said seriously: "The purpose of the homework that the Grass Hall has arranged is to train the power of the uplifted hand. "As for this book, it's not a calligraphy piece, so it has no effects. What's the use of coming here?"

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Xie E thought that it was obviously Zhao Zhen's homework, but the young master was staring at him fixedly.

The young master was basically targeting Xie E, "Since this is the work of a princess of the Chongguo Country, I won't make things difficult for you. How about this, just use the paper and pen on the Grass Hall to make up for a portion. It only required a hundred words. "To Scholar Su, the order of a hundred characters is sent to the east of the Great River, where it is written about all the old affairs of the East Wu. If there are any other words, it will refer to the name of Zhou Lang Feng."

Xie E almost cried out. This was clearly making things difficult!

A hundred words were not enough to stop Xie E, but he could get to Su Dongpo's thousand year old song, "Scarlet Wall's Remembrance of the Ancient".

It was easier said than done!

Furthermore, the damned Young Master had restricted the content of the poem to describing Zhou Yu, and had even placed Xie E next to the cliff.

Everyone present was staring at Xie E, there were many experts in the dao of words amongst them. Although Young Fu had put Xie E in a difficult position, if it was him, he could only shake his head and sigh.

Only now did Xie Chi realize the "danger" that Princess Huanqing was up to.

With his heart, Zhao Ju intentionally made it so that she could go to the Grass Hall to help Zhao Zhen with her homework. Zhao Ju predicted that the Young Master would be attracted by Xie E's calligraphy and had even more so calculated that the Young Master would definitely test Xie E.

Xie E glared at Zhao Ju fiercely. Zhao Ju stuck her tongue out mischievously, and consciously leaned on Zhao Zhen's side.

Xie E had no choice but to retreat to the side.

Lord Fu ordered the servants to lay out the Xuan paper and insignia with great interest, smiling as he watched how Xie E would perform.

Xie E had to speak first and bowed to the young master, "This young lad is very talented, if there is anything dishonest and vulgar about him, I hope that you can forgive me."

Young master really liked the young guard named Xie E. He nodded slightly, indicating that Xie E should write.

Xie E was a modern man, his attainments in the calligraphy was very ordinary, but because Xie E had practiced martial arts before, although he was not very profound, it was not difficult for him to secretly channel his power into the usage of the brush.

Xie E's identity was that of a guard, he was a military official, so even if his identity was seen through, it would still be understandable.

< p > Xie E wrote the first word of the week.

Using the Grass Elf Brushwork had perfectly made up for the stiffness of the calligraphy. Just by looking at the effect, the calligraphy had penetrated the back of the paper!

The crowd immediately burst into an uproar. It was not common to see someone who could win Young Master Fu's praise. There were even a few royal disciples who had never received Young Master Fu's praise before.

Xie E's performance had garnered many envious gazes.

Xie E's expression began to focus as he thought deeply for a while. Then, he wrote down half of Que. Eight hundred thousand soldiers flew a torch, wind swept the beach in front of the yellow leaves. The sky was filled with clouds, the flags were swept by lightning, and blood flowed from the river. "In the third month of the Aral Sun, the flames were not able to burn like this."

This Zhou is the enemy of tens of thousands of people! Cloudburst, Sweep, Shooting River, such wonderful words! "It has the spirit of storming the waves and splitting the shore, and shattering the rocks and clouds!

Xie E nodded his head in thanks to the young master before continuing to write: "If you want anything from him, go back to Gu Que. "Thank you, Young Master Ju." Wu Shu was unsociable, Yan Liu was noisy, and Old Charm was crafty. For the rest of the day, Qin Huai will swallow every single night! "

The young master was shocked as he stood up and said, "I didn't expect such a person to appear in my Grass Hall today! What a good 'Qin Huai Evening Eclipse'! The conclusion was ingenious and full of meaning. It was indeed a good poem! I have never seen such a strong and vigorous grass spirit since ancient times! "I'm impressed!"

Xie E was stunned. The young master was surnamed Mi, could it be that he was one of the four great families of the Northern Song, "Su"?

"Yellow."

"Mi!"

"Cai!"

Mi Fu in the middle?

Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that the historical Mi Fu was a character from the early period of Song and Hui Dynasties. At this point in time, he was probably sick, and the doubt in his heart was clear as he replied humbly, "Young Master Fu, you are too kind. Forgive this young lad for his stupidity, but may I know what your name is, Young Master Fu and the Scholar of the New Deer Sect? "

< p > "That's my father!"

Young Master is actually Mi Fu's son, Mi Youren!

The father and son of the Mi family could be said to be the best in terms of painting skills. The number of paintings that the Mi Fu passed down was extremely few, relative to Mi Youren, who had spent a lot of money to collect three of Mi Youren's paintings.

Mi Fu Mi Youren's paintings were all the same, he created the "Mi Jia Yun Shan" in the landscape painting.

The best way to do this is to "blur".

The brush ink as a cloudy southern scenery, with the size of the mismatched thick ink, charred ink, crosswise points, point clusters to reproduce the layers of mountains, known as "rice points."

To be admired and imitated by many later generations of painters.

But Xie E did not expect to meet Mi Youren.

He gave it to the servant to place on the table, before instructing Xie E to temporarily return to his seat.

Xie E returned to his seat, but before he even sat down, Zhao Zhen nearly threw herself into Xie E's embrace. Zhao Ju was reserved, but her admiration and adoration were well expressed.

Of course, there were also those who secretly felt jealous, so they coldly snorted without end.

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