Zhu Qi said: "Fu Shangshu, your suggestion is very interesting. Let me tell you, Mr. Qiu's calligraphy is the best I have ever seen, and he also has a special skill of copying other people's calligraphy, which is really lifelike.

It’s not accurate to describe it, it should be called exactly the same. I have seen and collected his copy of Wang Xizhi’s "Lanting Preface". If you have the opportunity, you can come to my house and take a look. It will be an eye-opener for you."

Li Shimian couldn't help but swallowed his saliva and said to Qiu Wuhen: "Really, I may not believe what others say, but the prince will not lie when he says this. Since Mr. Qiu has such ability, he must show off his skills today no matter what.

Think about it, Fu Shangshu is marrying his daughter, so you should write a letter to express your congratulations no matter what."

Fu Shangshu was very excited when he heard what Li Shimian said. He had never seen Qiu Wuhen's name. However, he also knew that King Zhu Qi would not make such a joke on such an occasion. If he said this, he must really have such ability.

He had to take action. He immediately raised his hands and said, "Thank you in advance, old man!"

When they heard that someone was going to present a calligraphy as a congratulatory gift on the spot, they were all surprised and came over to watch the fun. Many people learned that this was Qiu Wuhen, the recently famous food official in the capital. He had just returned from his recent mission to Nanyang, and they were all very surprised.

He was surprised. Privately, he said that he was so young, even if he started practicing calligraphy from his mother's womb, he wouldn't be able to get any better.

But seeing how enthusiastic the old man Li Shimian of the Imperial Academy is, what kind of person he is. This old man never paid attention to others, as if he was the only one awake when everyone in the world was drunk, and he looked aloof and free and easy. Today, he was so heckled that this man was so excited.

Master Qiu is writing a calligraphy. I think Master Qiu’s calligraphy is indeed outstanding.

"I just heard King Xin say that he is good at copying. Do you want to copy one?"

Qiu Wuhen saw that everyone was gathered around, and the King of Tao Zhu Qi was also encouraging him. If he shied away at this time and didn't give the King of Tao face, it would be absolutely unjustifiable. Moreover, the King of Tao also wanted to show his face on such an occasion.

I wanted to make more connections in the officialdom, so I nodded and said: "Okay, then I will write a calligraphy. But the writing is not good, please forgive me, Your Majesty."

"Don't be modest, just write."

At that moment, the attendants quickly prepared pens, inks, paper and inkstones. Qiu Wuhen held the pen in his hand and looked at Fu Shangshu and said, "I wonder what the Lord Shangshu wants me to write?"

Fu Shangshu stroked his beard and thought for a while, then said: "Master Qiu, the prince said just now that Master Qiu is very good at copying. The copies he made are almost exactly the same. They can't even be described as lifelike. They can be as fake as real. I also heard that Master Qiu is very good at copying.

I copied Wang Xizhi's "Orchid Pavilion Preface". To be honest, I also really like Wang Xizhi's calligraphy. It would be a great thing if I could copy a piece of Wang Xizhi's work for collection. I would like to express my gratitude in advance."

Qiu Wuhen nodded and said: "In that case, let's copy a piece of Wang Xizhi's "Quick Snow and Clear Tie"."

Everyone was surprised when they heard this, because this copybook is a masterpiece of calligraphy by Wang Xizhi, the sage of calligraphy. It is a piece of running script with only twenty-eight words in total. It is actually a letter written by Wang Xizhi, because after seeing

I was very happy when the heavy snow cleared, so I wrote such a word.

Qiu Wuhen said to Yao Gulu in his mind: "Brother Gourd, I'm going to leave it to you this time. I want to show off, so you have to help me."

Yao Gulu said: "I'll help you show off, no problem."

"Please help me print Wang Xizhi's "Invitation to the Snowy Time", but please note that it can only be printed in black and white, and the image must be accurate, and some messy stains and historical traces in the background must be removed.

Only the words are left. And it must be done seamlessly, so that it can be seen that I wrote it and not printed it.”

The medicine gourd shook it twice more and said, "Don't worry, nothing will go wrong this time."

Qiu Wuhen was very happy. He had to warn Yao Gulu, otherwise Yao Gulu would make a completely authentic printout like last time. Even the stamp on it would be stamped on it, which would make people laugh or cry.

Qiu Wuhen was about to write when Zhu Qi quickly said: "Wait a minute, I need to drink a glass of wine to celebrate. Otherwise, since it is written to Mr. Fu's daughter and son-in-law, why not ask them to toast me with a glass of wine."

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Everyone said that this proposal was good, and Fu Shangshu nodded repeatedly, and quickly ordered people to call his daughter and son-in-law. Although it was not time to go to the wedding hall to get married, it was appropriate to propose a toast and accept the gifts first.

However, there were many people watching on the sidelines and muttering to themselves: "This is so outrageous that I even called the minister's daughter and son-in-law to propose a toast. If this calligraphy is not written well, it will be embarrassing to grandma."

Home."

"How dare you go to Liangshan without a few strokes? If he dares to write on such an occasion, he is absolutely right. If it were me, no matter how good my handwriting is, I would not dare to show off in front of everyone with such awesomeness.

, who here is not a famous expert, that Master Li of the Imperial Academy has superb calligraphy, how can ordinary people's calligraphy catch his eye?"

"Don't forget, people are copying Wang Xizhi's calligraphy."

"What he is saying is that he dared to copy Wang Xizhi. Every word of Wang Xizhi has been written countless times by the world. Even the slightest change is well known by people. As long as he makes a mistake, these people can see it. He

It’s really not a wise choice. If it were me, I would just find someone who is not very famous to write a word, but it is really inappropriate to create such a big battle!"

All these comments from the crowd reached Qiu Wuhen's ears, and he just smiled faintly. Soon the daughter and son-in-law of Fu Shangshu hurriedly came from behind. They had already dressed up and were waiting to worship the heaven and earth at noon.

When they came closer, Fu Shangshu introduced him personally, and the two of them quickly toasted Qiu Wuhen with wine.

The groom was quite handsome, but the bride was really laughable. Not only was she fat and had a sinister look on her face, but her nostrils were upturned. But when she spoke, she spoke in a soft voice. Close your eyes and her voice that day was absolutely stunning.

I thought it was a Xiaojiabiyu who could scare people to death when I opened my eyes. I would immediately hate the fate of heaven and earth for playing tricks on people.

On the contrary, when the groom's official heard that Qiu Wuhen wanted to copy Wang Xizhi's calligraphy, he immediately looked at Qiu Wuhen with reverence.

Qiu Wuhen brought a glass of wine and said: "Congratulations to both of you, I wish you to grow old together and respect each other as guests!"

They both thanked him respectfully and drank a glass of wine each.

Qiu Wuhen wiped his mouth, held the pen in his hand, took a deep breath, and said, "We can start."

Immediately, a stream of white air flowed out of the medicine gourd and controlled Qiu Wuhen's hand. Qiu Wuhen's arm moved quickly and mechanically, unlike ordinary writing. But he was trembling as if printing.

The speed was balanced, unusually smooth, and completed in one go. The people watching were smiling and silent at first, but as each word came out, their pupils began to dilate, their eyes widened, and they almost stopped breathing. The smiles on their faces also

They all froze, staring dumbly at the words that popped out one after another.

Because they are all experts, this calligraphy is very familiar to everyone. Everyone has copied many calligraphy, but they are copying the inscriptions on inscriptions, and they already know them all. But now they are watching Qiu.

It was written without any trace, and every stroke and stroke was exactly right. It was no different from the original. Of course there was no difference. After all, how could it be different if it was printed from a plate?

While Qiu Wuhen was writing, King Xi next to him shook his head and recited what he had written: "Xizhi paused, it snowed and then cleared up, and I longed for peace and kindness. But the results were not fruitful. The strength was not enough, Wang Xizhi paused. Shanyin Zhanghou." Being the last one.

After writing the words, the white air disappeared. Qiu Wuhen slowly put down the pen, raised his eyes and looked at it. This time he was very satisfied. The printing effect could not be seen. It was completely handwritten, without any other traces.

There were traces that shouldn't have appeared. Then I was relieved. It seemed that this medicine gourd was something that could be taught to a child, and it would work with just a few clicks.

Qiu Wuhen didn't hear any cheers, and looked up curiously, only to find that everyone in the circle around him was dumbfounded, staring straight at the words. They all couldn't believe it at the same time.

Their eyes, and in fact the eyes of so many people, really saw that this was what Qiu Wuhen wrote, and it was definitely not adulterated. The guests who were talking on the side just now stretched their necks

They have grown up and are just watching like ducks. At this moment, they are all touching their heads and even drooling.

The people in front of them are just sorry that this treasure is not theirs, but someone else's. They are really worrying about gain and loss. They are happy that they are lucky enough to see such a wonderful copybook with their own eyes. It belongs to others and will not be seen soon. It is really a bit like the old story in Journey to the West.

The monk was crying and sighing while holding Tang Monk's cassock.

Qiu Wuhen said: "It's funny."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the crowd was shocked as if they had been whipped by someone. Everyone came to their senses again, and the sounds of admiration could not be heard.

Fu Shangshu had not yet recovered from the shock. He pointed at the copybook with trembling hands and then at Qiu Wuhen: "Here, this copybook was written by you?"

Li Shimian next to him was so excited that tears filled his eyes. He couldn't help but raise his hands to wipe his tears, but he kept nagging in his mouth and said: "I can see such a word in my lifetime.

My life has not been in vain. What Wang Xizhi wrote in his own hand was nothing more than this. I never thought that there would be another Wang Xizhi in this world who could write such words."

The groom was also very excited. With trembling lips, he looked at Qiu Wuhen and said, "Is this calligraphy for students?"

Qiu Wuhen nodded and said: "Copying famous people's copybooks is actually a last resort. You use this for practice, and you must not publicize it, let alone pass it off as the original.",

"Students understand that students must treasure it properly."

Qiu Wuhen said: "Looking at you, you are also a person obsessed with calligraphy. By the way, you didn't ask for your name?"

"The student's surname is Shang and his name is Shang Ren.
Chapter completed!