Ye Hong also heard Zeng taoyin's name from another place.

At the beginning, before Yehong returned to egret city in the future, the night food was introduced by Qin Hongshuang.

Qin Hongshuang originally wanted to find Zeng taoyin's inscription.

However, Ye Shi's reputation did not show up at that time, and Qin Hongshuang's letters to Zeng taoyin were all sunk into the sea.

However, Qin Hongshuang can only find a local people in Bailu city to write an inscription.

This is also Qin Hongshuang has been a pity.

Yehong did not expect to see Zeng taoyin in such a situation.

No wonder Wei Hongshu was so anxious that he asked Secretary Zhang to urge Yehong. It must be because he was worried that Zeng taoyin would be upset.

But.

Yehong already felt that Zeng taoyin was in a bad mood.

"Mr. Zeng, I've heard a lot about you."

Night Hong sitting on the futon, not humble and not arrogant to say hello.

Zeng taoyin frowned and questioned all over his eyes: "are you the night Hong praised by Duke Wei?

In addition to the face is OK, but also so.

I thought it was some kind of monster with three heads and six arms. "

Hearing Zeng taoyin's sarcasm, Yehong frowned.

But he didn't want to worry about anything.

One is to give Wei Hongshu a face, and the other is that the old man is famous for his strange temper, so there is no need to worry about him in general.

Wei Hongshu, however, smiles and praises Yehong.

"As far as Zeng Gong knows, although this son is not obvious in the literary world, he has done a lot of great things in other circles.

It's not convenient to disclose the details, but he is not the mediocre person in Zeng Gong's imagination. "

"Hum! Not easy to disclose?

Sneaky people are hard to climb the hall of elegance!

That's all. I'll take it as if I've never met this person today. "

Zeng taoyin looked even more disdainful.

Wei Hongshu saw that ye Hong's face became more and more ugly, and he couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart.

He quickly took Zeng taoyin's hand and said with a smile: "Zeng Gong, I guarantee in my name that this son has excellent talent. If Zeng Gong accepts him as his disciple, he will never let your [Zeng Feng Cursive Script] be inherited."

Wei Hongshu's words left Yehong and Zeng taoyin in a daze.

Ye Hong couldn't laugh or cry in his heart. Wei Hongshu wanted Zeng taoyin to accept himself as an apprentice.

It seems that the old man's heart to pull himself into the literary world has not died.

As for Zeng taoyin, it was Wei Hongshu who talked about the pain.

Zeng Feng's cursive script is the unique calligraphy that Zeng taoyin is proud of.

In recent years, he has also accepted disciples, but none of them can fully write the charm of his Zeng Feng cursive script.

Zeng taoyin was so angry that he expelled all the disciples from the door.

This is also one of the reasons for Zeng taoyin's odd temper.

Now, seeing Wei Hongshu, his best friend, said so firmly, Zeng taoyin was somewhat shaken.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Yehong and said faintly, "don't say I don't give posterity face.

For the sake of Wei Gong, I'll give you a chance.

You write a piece of calligraphy on the spot.

If I can achieve 80 points in my mind, I will take you as my apprentice.

How about it? "

You're my teacher?

Who is rare?!

Night Hong in the heart disdains a smile, but suddenly appears a whole this arrogant old man's ghost idea.

He pretended to be moved and said seriously: "in this case, I will make a fool of myself."

Wei Hongshu saw that things had changed. He was very happy and asked Secretary Zhang to prepare pen and paper.

Holding the first-class brush of Lingnan Baihao brought by Secretary Zhang, looking at the first-class Xuan paper, Ye Hong's heart is calm.

He glanced at the picture of Wei Hongshu hanging on the wall from the corner of his eye. He moved in his heart and wrote with his pen.