Zhong Yue is the best way to write Yong with the eight methods of the word "Yong". Although he has not systematically learned Yan style, the lacquer script that Zhong Yue came into contact with was created by Jin Nong in combination with regular script and official script. What was Jin Nong called when he was young? He was called "Xiao Yan Gong". Naturally, the style of regular script was learned from Yan style. The simple and majestic font structure of lacquer script is also derived from the plump and grand atmosphere of Yan style.

Dakan was not the prosperous Tang Dynasty. These regular script masters of the prosperous Tang Dynasty were not the leading people in history. Zhong Yue also understood that he was not giving away his head, but competing with many unremarkable celebrities!

Just imagine, Ouyang Xun and Chu Suiliang were still young, and Yan Zhenqing was still a yellow-haired child. In this era, there were no masters of calligraphy, so why did Zhong Yue fear it?

He has settled this Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branch Order!

Zhong Yue looked at Yan Zhenqing's trembling hands, patted the fat man on the shoulder, and stood up, "You have to work hard, brother, please be careful of you!"

In the past, when Zhong Yue entered the brushwork system, he learned his skills. Zhong Yue finally understood that this so-called Mid-Autumn Festival event is equivalent to a kind of experience! I guess Zhong Yue didn’t dare to think about this before, but now he did it, which made the fat man in his little Yan stunned. Zhong Yue felt so happy!

Zhong Yue held his own paper in his hand and walked slowly down the high platform of the tiled house. People who were drinking and reading books looked at him. They looked at Zhong Yue, but they didn't know who he was, so they drank and chatted on their own.

"All those who are capable are almost on the aisle platform. In my opinion, this time, Ouyang Xun, Hengzhou, should have won the first place."

"After all, they are the three masters of Luochuan, one six-ming and two five-ming, occupying three seats on the A-list, as expected."

Someone answered again, "That's right, if the Taoist court has accepted new things in the past, it's enough to whirl the gold sounds, but this time, it seems that there are many whirls of gold sounds, and I don't know how to learn from it."

Zhong Yue walked slowly, and there were already people around him drinking alcohol. "No matter how you learn, you won't do anything about your birds. You can't even sound a sound. You'll worry about eating salty radish."

There was a sudden burst of laughter around him.

The man who was criticized was a little angry and immediately retorted: "Nonsense! How could you know I can't speak out!"

"Then you go up. Last year, you swear and couldn't speak out. Today, you are timid again. You have to wait until everyone leaves the table before you go up?" The person who spoke, he just shouted three times. If he still followed the standards of last year, it would be considered as a barely forceful person, and he could enter the so-called Taoist court.

At this time, Zhong Yue still didn't know what the so-called Taoist court was, and he didn't know why this Taoist platform could have the function of roaring gold. Is this the system's detection standard? Then why did the system have no prompts before? But these are not what he needs to consider. This is just an activity task. He didn't stay here for the rest of his life, so naturally there is no need to consider these details.

The envoy from the Taoist Court also looked at Zhong Yue who was walking up. He didn't care much about this junior who borrowed pens and ink before, but just now he saw that he could easily pick up the Daojun pen with a light weight. This is no longer an ordinary person! In his eyes, even the three masters of Luochuan, who could only be forced to pick up the Daojun pen, how could he be as calm as Zhong Yue?

Zhong Yue walked to the front of the road platform, "Just put this text on it?"

"Ah? Well." The Taoist envoy came to his senses and looked at the document in Zhong Yue's hand, and frowned, "The rules are so unrigorous, who allows you to be so presumptuous?"

Zhong Yue was stunned, what does it mean?

"Why did you say this for seniors? I am using running script. Why should we pay attention to rules and regulations in running script?"

Zhong Yue's answer immediately attracted the laughter of the people below.

"I'm afraid this person is drunk? He wants to write running scripts. If ordinary people have the power to write running scripts, they are really ridiculous to say this."

The three heroes of Luochuan also smiled indifferently, and he thought Zhong Yue was a joke.

Sun Guoting looked at Zhong Yue who spoke wildly and murmured to himself: "I'm so drunk and stupid. People who can write running scripts are at least ink-like ink, otherwise how can I get the brushwork?"

The Taoist envoy sighed. He originally thought that Zhong Yue could take the Daojun pen and was a talented person. However, when he saw the so-called running script, he seemed to be just a clown with a sleek and flirting, so he said, "You go down, don't embarrass you."

Zhong Yue was puzzled and placed the text on the Taoist platform, "It's so ridiculous, why can't you write running script?"

"I have said that people in the world cannot even walk well, and they still want to run away? Take it back, there will be no sound of gold."

Zhong Yue was confused about this era. Is there no running script? What does the "Cass Saint" mentioned earlier mean?

However, just when he was confused, the Taoist platform in front of him suddenly trembled slightly, as if he felt some power.

"Um?"

"What sound?"

Many people near the road platform seemed to hear some strange sounds, and they were hidden but not making any noise, as if they were suppressed by something, and they wanted to make a sound but couldn't make it.

The laughter gradually stopped, and everyone was looking for what strange sound it was.

The messenger from the Taoist Court saw the most clearly. He stood behind Zhong Yue, the closest to the Taoist platform.

He heard this kind of gentle chant the most sincerely.

"This is……"

The three masters of Luochuan also noticed the movements on the Taoist platform, and they all followed their reputation.

"It's on the road!"

I don’t know who shouted, and everyone who heard the movement looked over. Only Fatty Yan, holding the document in his hand, was so excited that he couldn’t speak. The word Yong hooked up his entire soul.

when!

A deafening sound of gold resounded throughout the temple.

The golden light emitted made everyone's eyes flash. At this moment, even the bright moon could not compete for the bright light!

when!

when!

There were a few more golden sounds, calm and melodious, which made everyone's beating hearts tangle together.

This...what is this?

The verse of the book that Ouyang Xun wrote before seems to be a fu, and no one has read the specific content carefully. After all, it is too long and I don’t want to read it...

However, Zhong Yue's poem is short and concise in just five words, which makes people see it at a glance.

The moonlight in front of the courtyard.

Very ordinary.

It is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Very ordinary.

Looking up at the bright moon.

It is still very ordinary and too straightforward. Shouldn’t the poetry be as beating and artistic as Chu Suiliang wrote just now?

I bow my head and think of my hometown.

It is straightforward, so straightforward to express one's aspirations.

This is simply a limerick!

But why, why did the Taoist platform make nine sounds!

The Taoist envoy opened his mouth tremblingly, "The phoenix...the phoenix sings in the Jiugao!"
Chapter completed!