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Chapter 65: The Eighth Prince's calligraphy is amazing!

After that, Li Chengfeng staggered out of the study, followed closely by Eunuch Wu and the two maids.

It can be said to be a unique landscape.

On the other hand, Li Shimin's lips curled up.

Li Shimin laughed and said: "Haha, this kid looks disfigured, right? What kind of calligraphy does he know? A six-year-old child can also know calligraphy?"

However, when Li Shimin walked to Li Chengfeng's seat, he found that on a piece of white rice paper, two big characters as vigorous as dragons were written: Hot Chicken!

"What? Spicy chicken? What is spicy chicken?"

Li Shimin was dumbfounded.

He knew what garbage meant, but what did this so-called spicy chicken mean?

Could it be that it's a very spicy chicken?

Li Shimin was confused, then looked at Li Chengqian and asked: "Qian'er, what does spicy chicken mean?"

"I don't know this!"

Li Chengqian also shook his head in confusion and said: "It's probably a very spicy **!"

"Oh? This is quite interesting!"

"But Father, don't worry about what spicy chicken means. Just look at brother Feng'er's handwriting! His writing is like a sword blade and as strong as a dragon! If you look at the entire Tang Dynasty, I'm afraid you won't be able to find another one. Someone who can rival brother Feng'er's calligraphy!"

"What?"

Li Shimin carefully observed the 'hot chicken' in front of him again, and then he suddenly realized.

"It turns out that the words "Dao Huoqin" were really written by Feng'er that day?"

"Oh, I missed him again!"

Li Shimin slapped his forehead heavily.

"But how could Feng'er write such calligraphy? Who was his teacher? He taught Feng'er his unique talent, superior intelligence, and also taught him calligraphy that was like a magic pen? In the end? Who is it? It would be great if Feng'er's teacher could be invited to the palace! I will definitely grant him the position of National Master!"

Li Shimin shook his head and felt regretful.

It's a pity that Li Chengfeng said that his teacher was not in the Tang Dynasty, nor in this world. Otherwise, Li Shimin would have invited Li Chengfeng's teacher to the Tang Dynasty Palace to be the national teacher even if he only visited the thatched cottage three times.

Is it possible that Feng'er's teacher is really an immortal in heaven?

Well, it's possible.

Only an immortal can teach the six-year-old Feng'er to be so outstanding.

However, apart from being naughty and naughty, Feng'er is no worse than the civil and military officials present in other aspects!

However, Li Chengfeng said: "Father, you can't find Feng'er's teacher! Isn't there a younger brother Feng'er right in front of you?"

"oh?"

Li Chengfeng continued: "I have heard about brother Feng'er's plan! When I first heard about the South-to-North Water Diversion project, I was thinking, how could there be such a profound plan in this world? Thought?"

"Later I heard that it was brother Feng'er's idea, so I kept coming to see brother Feng'er! Unfortunately, the last time I went to the Prince's Mansion, Brother Feng'er was not in the Prince's Mansion. Eunuch Wu in the mansion said, Brother Feng'er Flying away? I thought, isn’t this an obvious lie? It wasn’t until I asked Lai Guogong later that I found out that brother Feng’er had really flown away.”

"Hmph, that bastard, if he doesn't listen to me, I will lock him up in the Prince's Mansion for a month! But who knows, he made a pair of bamboo wings, jumped off the Longteng Wall, and returned Did he really fly away? Fly to Chang'an City, and also rescue Princess Changle who fell into the hands of the robbers? You said, I want to be angry, but I can't be angry! In the end, I have to thank him!"

Li Shimin touched his beard with a very strange expression on his face.

It seems that since he was a child, he has never met a person who made him so helpless.

Li Chengqian smiled and said: "The sea is wide enough for fish to leap, and the sky is high enough for birds to fly! Father, brother Feng'er is a deep-sea fish and a bird in the sky! You can't lock him up. The more you lock him up, the more he will be." Looking back at you! On the contrary, you just need to give him some help on his growth path! A son of destiny like Brother Feng'er is destined to be the future pillar of the Tang Dynasty!"

"Oh, what you said is right, Gan'er! But he is only six years old. No matter what, he cannot be ignored! He must be controlled, otherwise if he is allowed to run amok in the palace, my royal family will be completely disgraced by him! Hmph... "

Li Shimin was obviously still angry, and Li Chengqian also covered his mouth and chuckled, expressing his helplessness.

But he was also very curious, who taught him Li Chengfeng's knowledge and his calligraphy?

Li Shimin continued to study the word "hot chicken" for a while, but still couldn't figure out the reason, and finally just stopped caring about it.



It is said that after Li Chengfeng walked around Wenxuan Pavilion and found that all the students in Du Ruhui's classroom were on holiday, he went back home and returned to his study.

As soon as he returned to his seat, Li Tai looked at Li Chengfeng with a smile and said, "Brother Feng'er, your calligraphy is good!"

"Bonus, no prizes, brother Li Tai's calligraphy is also pretty good!"

"No, no, but compared to brother Feng'er, my calligraphy is still a lot worse!"

"No, no, no, my brother is too praised. I just write casually, and there is no calligraphy at all!"

"Haha, brother, you are so humble!"

Li Chengfeng and Li Tai had two business blows with each other.

Li Chengfeng felt that Li Tai's character suited him very well.

Even if he is not a biological brother, he will still be happy as a friend.

However, Li Shimin on the side frowned, wondering what Li Tai and Li Chengfeng were laughing at.

Li Tai continued to ask: "Brother Feng'er, what do you mean by 'spicy chicken'? Is it a very spicy chicken?"

"Uh...no, it means hot chicken, it's just garbage!"

"What? Pfft...hahaha..."

Li Tai held his stomach and laughed again.

Li Shimin in the audience had black lines all over his head.

This brat is still laughing?

It seems that when Li Tai and Li Chengfeng are together, they can produce some chemical reactions.

Li Chengfeng's advanced explanations always make Li Taixiao speechless.

Li Shimin sighed and tried to calm down.

There's nothing you can do about it, they're all your own children, so you must endure it.



Time passed quickly, half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

In this calligraphy competition, Li Chengfeng unsurprisingly won first place and was awarded 3,000 gold.

The second place was Fang Xuanling's calligraphy, and he was awarded 2,000 gold.

The third place was the calligraphy of Wei Zheng and Du Ruhui. They tied for third place and were each awarded 1,000 gold.

"Hiss... This is the first time I have seen the font of Eighth Prince! One word, God!"

"It's really amazing. At such a young age, the Eighth Prince can write a calligraphy of his own. I am ashamed of myself!"

Even Fang Xuanling shook his head and sighed, feeling ashamed.

That's of course, because what Li Chengfeng used was Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy purchased from within the system.
Chapter completed!
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