When many people present heard the "Le Yi Lun" they had already made a conclusion: Zhong Yue would definitely lose.

The most famous calligraphy saint Wang Xizhi is naturally the "Preface to the Lanting Collection". However, the most famous calligraphy saint is the two small regular script works "Leyi Lu" and "Huang Ting Jing". When Emperor Taizong of Tang searched for Wang Xizhi's ink treasures everywhere, the most rumored thing is the running script "Preface to the Lanting Collection" and the small regular script "Leyi Lu".

The original works have long disappeared, and there are many engraved copies in the world, including "The Secret Pavilion Version" and "The Shishi Version of Yuezhou". However, this is not the most critical. Wang Ge's famous work back then was "The Le Yi Lu".

The descendants of the Calligraphy Saint naturally copied "Leyi Lu" into a superb meaning. The name of Xiaokai King is not completely based on it. Zhong Yue actually chose this content. Isn't this sending a sheep into the tiger's mouth?

Wang Ge smiled and said, "It's better to "Liujia Lingfei Jing".

Zhong Yue smiled slightly, "The Liujia Lingfei Jing is too long, so I will be spared. "The Le Yi Lun" is very good. I believe everyone here is familiar with the content, so it's fine."

Seeing Zhong Yue so arrogant, Wang Ge sneered: "Do you want me to find you a copybook?"

"No, Mr. Wang talks a lot. I don't know if you can start? I have my own paper. I use ribbed white primitives. If you insist on using the so-called intelligent scanning to attract the public's attention, then you'd better use the same one as me, so as not to say I'm cheating."

"Haha, are you afraid that I, Kai Hongxuan, will you be making a fuss on paper?"

Zhong Yue opened the leather box and Wang Ge thought about it casually.

Huanghuali Paper Town.

White jade inkstone drip.

Pen curtain.

This time, Zhong Yue brought everything he should have, and even brought one piece of the felt to avoid the situation like that last time.

When Wang Ge saw Zhong Yue’s four treasures in the study, he raised his eyebrows and thought to himself: Ouyang Kaishan is really willing to spend money. The things on this table look nothing ordinary, and they can’t be eaten at first glance, especially the white jade inkstone, which is transparent and exquisite in color, and it looks like a good thing.

"Mr. Zhong, your four treasures in the study are pretty good."

"Excessive award."

"So, since you want my three treasures so much, you might as well add some more lottery on your previous bet and use your four treasures in the study and the painting of Li Keran as a bet, how about it?"

Zhong Yue smiled and said, "Did Mr. Wang take a fancy to my four treasures in the study?"

"Hehe. This is the only hobby for literati." He saw that the camera was already moving, and said, "I've pinched this part, don't play it."

A chuckle may come from below.

"Your painting is too big. I want it, there is no place to hang it."

The laughter on the side became even louder.

Wang Ge said: "It's not a big deal. If Wang is really unfortunate to let you down, the painting will be reframed and made a scroll. It will be very convenient to take it away when rolled up."

"Mr. Wang is so polite, that's fine."

Wang Ge waved to the side.

Fatty Qin and several apprentices came over with two documents.

"Since it's a bet, I hope Mr. Zhong has some contract spirit. If you are unfortunately defeated, this means you can't write lacquer books anymore. If you write again, I can't always follow you and monitor you. So I simply drafted a contract. If you still have lacquer books in the future, there is no problem, but all commercial value, including the income from the exchange of works, will belong to Kaihongxuan's income. I hope you can understand."

Zhong Yue smiled slightly, looked at the contract on the table, thinking that he had signed too many so-called contracts to protect rights. Such word games are nothing more than those rogues who were worried about meeting people who were more rogue than him. Zhong Yue was too lazy to read more of the terms he thought of, and his voice increased a little, and asked: "Mr. Wang, what do you mean, you lost the previous bet. If you didn't sign the so-called contract, would you not admit it?"

Wang Ge laughed, "How is it possible? No one can stand without trust. I, Wang Ge, still has the most basic attitude towards people and things, but it has no legal effect. So even if I call myself Xiao Kai Wang, what can you do?"

"Haha. The bullshit Xiao Kai Wang, do you still want to get legal recognition?"

In one sentence, the scene was instantly filled with a pleasant atmosphere of teasing.

Wang Ge raised his eyebrows, "Mr. Zhong, you and I are both cultural people, please pay attention to your words."

Zhong Yue took one of his seals, pressed them in the cinnabar, pressed them on two documents, and said casually: "I am talking about Xiao Kai Wang. Mr. Wang, you are not okay, but you don't have a code name. Are you honest? If you want to sign a contract, sign it, and you are happy."

Wang Ge breathed out and sat down calmly. He picked up the pen and signed his name on the contract between the two parties.

"I won't talk much, please."

Zhong Yue didn't say much, poured mineral water directly into the inkstone drip. When some exquisite calligraphers saw it, they shook their heads and chuckled, and thought to themselves: It's really a countryside, such a good baby, who actually used mineral water as ink to give him such good study supplies. It's such a good cabbage that makes the pig hunched.

Zhong Yue slowly dripped the water into the inkstone, grinded a little paint slowly, picked up the previous mineral water bottle, and took a sip.

After the ink color was almost grinding, Zhong Yue opened the pen curtain and picked out the secret mouse's whiskers and hair, soaked it in the ink disc, and scraped away the excess ink carefully.

Everything Zhong Yue did in peace, and Wang Ge had disciples doing it for him. Ouyang Ming was a little unhappy when he saw it. He wanted to get up and help Zhong Yue, but was stopped by a middle-aged man with eyes. "Don't disturb him."

Ouyang Ming nodded. It seemed that the old man from home still didn't care about this battle at all. Although the Ouyang family did not come, many "people" still sneaked in.

When Zhong Yue picked up the pen, Wang Ge slowly picked up the pen and started to create.

Small calligraphy.

It is said to be creation, but in fact it tests more skills.

The rules of regular script are rigorous, and every stroke has a fixed pattern, so it is very difficult to make breakthroughs in rules. There are not many people who can write brilliantly in regular script and have a reputation in history.

When writing small regular script, it is even more impossible to stand up and write with your wrist.

Such small characters with fly heads are still long and full of writing, and do not require the ability to pull the pen. The main strength is the wrist, so sitting and writing is the best posture.

Zhong Yue holds the pen.

The auxiliary effect of the rat whisker pen was greatly improved. In addition to the mentality adjustment when grinding ink, gradually, Zhong Yue's hearing weakened and his attention was concentrated.

The ribbed rice paper on the table was cut to about one foot long.

Zhong Yue looked at the bold content on the screen on the side, silently recited a few words, and then wrote a few words. Except for calligraphy, he no longer cared about anything else.

The careful person saw Zhong Yue frequently looking up at the big screen, and he was a little shocked.

A question that even they themselves couldn't believe was born out of their hearts.

"In this way, it's not like... I haven't copied "Le Yi Lu"?"
Chapter completed!