This person's words made everyone who had not paid attention to the leader of the sect look at them.

At this time, the head of the sect had returned to normal and took away the words written by Brother Hui. Before walking towards the next person, he looked at Brother Hui again, and Brother Hui grinned and smiled at him.

All those who saw the expression of the sect leader just now had two kinds of guesses in their hearts. One was that the handwriting of Prince Jie was very good, and the other was very bad.

After thinking a little, most people still believed that Zongshou’s reaction just now was entirely because Prince Jie’s name was so bad, it was so bad that it was terrible.

Otherwise, there would be no way to explain the expression of the Sect leader just now.

A small number of people looked at the three people on Xue Wenyu again and observed their reactions. No matter how they looked, they felt that Xue Wenyu and Fan Puchang were in a bad mood, and they didn't seem to have a confident reaction.

As for the business boy, he was a military general, and nothing could be seen on his face.

Not to mention anything else, just when he saw Prince Jie write and put down his pen, he was happy.

Zongshou took all the words in public, and with a wave of his hand, someone immediately carried a wooden shelf. Zongshou put the works on his hand on the table, wrapped them with thick paper around the top of the name, and then clamped them with a clip to disrupt the order of the works and then hung them on the wooden shelf.

Someone brought in a vase and placed it at the bottom of a work.

Let the ministers who came here line up to get a silk flower from their father-in-law and throw it into the bottle under the approved works.

At one time, ten people went to the top, and after they voted and left, the other ten people stepped forward again.

However, not everyone here.

Dear friends and relatives of all candidates, you cannot come forward to vote for the flowers.

This rule is quite fair and eliminates cheating.

Of course, if a minister recognizes the handwriting of the candidate and knows who votes, it is not considered cheating.

The ten ministers in the front row stood up and lined up to take the silk flowers to the wooden frame.

According to what they learned, among these eleven people, Zhou Shuhuan, who is 45 years old this year, loves calligraphy the most. He has practiced calligraphy for at least one hour a day since he was four years old. After he grows older, he will be at least two hours a day, and will stop until he is sick.

The worst one is Prince Xue and Prince Jie, who is supported by the merchants. There are many things that can be confirmed.

As for other people's calligraphy, the specific details are not very certain.

A person's talents are divided into high and low, and they may not have many advantages and strengths. The efforts they put in are shallow and deep, so where can they be perfect? ​​Each person's own conditions determine the height he can reach, so calligraphy is also divided into different levels.

According to the respective proficiency and special skills of each calligrapher, there are roughly divided into five levels; one is authentic, two is a great master, three is a famous master, four is a positive source, and five is a list source.

It is integrated between ancient and modern times, neither sharp nor excited; it is proficient in rules, pure backbone, calm attitude, good at various fonts, and dignified style. Those with such a level will leave a permanent example to carry forward the past and open up the future, which is authentic.

Be familiar with various fonts and master the key points of various brushwork. When many strokes appear side by side, the shape and breath of the characters are richly changed. Each character and even the characters in the whole article are very different, and there are wonderful and ever-changing things that are transformed and transformed. This is for everyone.

There are some good at various fonts, and some are not good at writing poorly, either fast and powerful, slow and neat, fresh and beautiful, plump and gorgeous, or cheer up, or show their grace. Although their minds and spirits are different, the true feelings are fully revealed.

Just like the man who is a doctor and divination technique, he is well-known, but he does have unique skills. This is the so-called third-class famous master.

Gentle but decisive, solemn but a little quiet, majestic but lack peace, thinness but lacks moistness, stretching and stretching, strictly complying with the rules, and carefully following the rules, as if the innocent and declining family were calm and composed, and even if the young generation did not achieve any fame and fortune, they did not discredit their ancestors. This is the source of the fourth-class place.

Indulge in toughness, strong momentum, show off your skills and show off your sharpness, and show off your crazy and unrestrained journeys. The vertical paintings are like snakes hanging on a tree, and the pens are like squatting toads, either thin and dangerous or thick and scattered, just like the special flowers and strange things, which surprised ordinary people. It was like a pheasant with only a few feathers like a phoenix, which was a fifth-class stream.

Among these ten people, I feel that Prince Najie is probably not even considered a fifth-class backwater.

However, when ten people were doing the works on the wooden frame, ten pairs of eyes stopped on one of the characters one after another.

The content is a passage from the Book of Songs, and the focus is on the font of this character, which they have never seen before.

After a closer look, what surprised them even more was that the fonts of the four passages of the Book of Songs were different.

The first paragraph has a steep writing force and a unique structure.

The second line uses the pen of seal script and pen to make it plump and vigorous, with a wide structure and a magnificent momentum, and a strong bone force.

The third paragraph is clear, vigorous, rigorous in structure, exquisite brushwork, and upright in brushwork.

The last paragraph is round and elegant, upright, rigorous and elegant with running script.

Oh my God, who did this word come from?

Ten people looked at the words and looked at the candidates for the new king.

If the head of the sect was not allowed to talk to each other when throwing flowers, these ten people really want to discuss whose work they are going to discuss.

But now you cannot speak, and violations will be removed from the power to participate in the election of the new king and will be driven out of the palace.

"What's going on? Why are you rushing around there?"

"That's right, as they do, we can't leave the palace even if it's dark."

"Are you afraid of offending someone?"

"No, the head of the clan covered the author's name, and he couldn't tell who wrote it. He wouldn't offend anyone even if he missed it. If he looked at any good character, he wouldn't be able to finish it if he missed it."

The ten people huddled together with the wooden frame hanging on the work, but they didn't look hesitant, but instead seemed to be attracted by a piece of characters.

Li Jiecheng, the Minister of Justice, was among the ten people. He turned around and looked at Zhou Shuhuan, hesitated for a moment and inserted the silk flower in his hand into the vase under the four pieces that looked similar but different.

Zhou Shuhuan had never won him over, nor did he like Zhou Shuhuan. The reason he submitted to this picture was entirely because the word was indeed good.

Zhou Shuhuan was most obsessed with calligraphy. I guess the new font must have come from him. However, what Yanguo needed was a wise king, not a calligrapher.

With his lead, the other nine people no longer hesitated and inserted the silk flowers in their hands into the same vase, and then returned to their seats.

In fact, two of them wanted to throw silk flowers into two other characters, because although the writer's name was covered and invisible, they recognized who was handwriting. But when they saw that eight of them had thrown a bottle, and they threw another bottle themselves, wouldn't it seem too strange? So, these two were also thrown into the same bottle as the flow.

Seeing this scene, everyone present was in an uproar except for the head of the sect. How could this happen?

Among the eleven people who ran for the election, except for Prince Najie, they all practiced writing since childhood.
Chapter completed!