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Xie E took the bamboo branch from Zhao Zhen's hand and gave it to him.

Zhao Ji carefully studied the bamboo shoot, and under Xie E's explanation, he understood the theory behind using bamboo brushes, and was extremely impressed, especially with the shape of the tip of the brush that was carved out of Xie E's little knife.

Xie E replied humbly and poured some ink into the bamboo shoot.

Ever since Xie E used it last time, Zhao Zhen ordered the Palace Maid to carefully clean the ink inside the bamboo branch. As a result, the bamboo branch was unobstructed and no small ink blocks had solidified.

Xie E secretly gave Zhao Zhen a thumbs up, and Zhao Zhen laughed like a flower.

This was the first time Zhao Ji had picked up a bamboo brush, and he really didn't know how to hold it. Xie E hurriedly explained to Zhao Ji, "The convenience of a bamboo pen is that the tip is harder than the tip of a brush. Thus, I don't need a cantilevered arm and only need to control the tip of the brush with my wrist to write.

As he spoke, Xie E picked up a brush on Zhao Ji's table and demonstrated two different holding positions.

Zhao Ji's talent in calligraphy was indeed astonishing, and he quickly familiarized himself with the special characteristics of hard writing.

Just like many future generations of soft brush writers, Zhao Ji's hard brush strokes at the beginning had preserved a large amount of habits of starting and finishing with his soft brush. It was extremely complicated, and the words were also somewhat original.

Without waiting for Xie E to give him any pointers, Zhao Ji had already started to have a clear idea of how to use the brush and had become more proficient at controlling it.

Xie E admired him and said from the bottom of his heart: "Although the two kings are still alive, the Sacred Hand of our royal way is only mediocre!"

Zhao Ji laughed out loud. Although he had long since passed the age of being used to being flattered, Xie E's words were extremely sincere without the slightest bit of flattery.

Tong Guan at such a young age, yet was able to coax the emperor to be so happy, and even did not reveal any traces of it.

Zhao Zhen and Zhao Ju clapped their hands and teased, "I didn't think that wood would actually be so good at flattering!"

Zhao Ji laughed out loud. "You two brats, how dare you call us horses?"

Tong Guan took the opportunity to say: "Your Majesty has the spirit of the dragon and is extremely talented."

Zhao Ji was very happy to hear this, and he replied, "Xie E."

Xie E bowed slightly, "This humble subject is."

"There are many similarities between our calligraphy and mine, but why?"

Xie E was dazed for a moment, and then flattered him, "Your Majesty, you do not know. His Majesty's book has long been known throughout the world, and it has been sought after by the world's scholars. Your Majesty's words, this humble subject's book is similar to Your Majesty's book, and is truly ashamed. "

Her humble words had flattered Zhao Ji yet again.

Zhao Ji suddenly became interested, "Since ancient times, we have never heard of anyone who has a nameless title, so we shall bestow them with a name, Fang Yuan. How about it?"

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was no exception, even if the ancient emperor gave him a name or something, he would still have to admit that he was unlucky.

However, this Yuan Fang still obtained Xie E's recognition, the name Fang Zheng did not lose out to Xie E.

Zhao Ji chatted about calligraphy skills with Xie E. Eight hundred years later, Xie E, a calligrapher lover, would naturally have more theoretical knowledge than him. Zhao Ji could not help but nod his head.

Instead, he had left the two adorable princesses to the side.

Zhao Zhen was a little impatient, "Royal father, it's already late, are you still letting me eat?"

Zhao Ji was overjoyed. He blinked his eyes, "Are you guys hungry? Both Xie E and I are not hungry, so what do you say, Xie E? "

Xie E had a bitter face, because the two princesses seemed to be extremely hungry, their gazes could swallow him up at any moment. Facing Zhao Ji's question, Xie E had no choice but to shrug his shoulders.

Zhao Zhen's eyeballs rolled around, he was obviously thinking about something bad, but unexpectedly, Zhao Ji made the first move, "We are very happy today, pulling your errands and talking endlessly, someday we will gift each of you with a gift, so let's consider it as compensation for your hunger today, what do you think?"

Seeing Zhao Ji's interesting words, Zhao Zhen cheered and threw herself into Zhao Ji's arms like a spoiled child.

When Xie E saw this scene, he could not help but feel confused.

More than a year later, the golden soldiers were about to invade, and it was unknown what would happen when the Bian Liang fell.

Looking at Zhao Ji in front of him, Xie E couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Xie E was stunned for a while. He only came back to his senses after knowing that Zhao Zhen had reached out and pinched Xie E with his small hand.

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Zhao Zhen had a lingering fear from when Xie E was abnormal, as she was worried that Xie E would suddenly go crazy in front of him.

At the same time, the other pair of attentive eyes were equally bright and equally scorching. Xie E felt that he was shouldering a sense of responsibility that exceeded his own.

Zhao Jian asked the three of them to stay for dinner in the Heartbreak Palace while Zhao Ji and Xie Zhong raised their cups and drank to each other, chatting and laughing merrily.

Although he did not know much about the rivers and mountains under his rule, at the very least, there was a lot of information going back to him. The people of this world suffered greatly, and thieves swarmed into the sky.

As a scholar who only knew how to draw and recite verses, his weak character was the trigger of his country's demise.

After Xie E bade farewell to Zhao Ji, and sent the two princesses back to the palace, Xie E returned to his own room, and a letter was left by his pillow: I already know about today's matters.

Tong Guan was present in everything, be careful!

Remember.

Xie E was moved, he knew that Zhang Xin had come here before. Towards Tong Guan, he really couldn't think of any effective methods unless he used violence, but right now, Xie E's body was extremely weak, and practicing martial arts had already become a top priority.

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