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Chapter 96 The so-called calligraphy problem

The problems raised by ancient readers were nothing more than poetry, songs, and couplets.

After all, Liu Yiu-chan has memorized Tang poetry and Song lyrics and sang popular songs, how could a person who has been sang popular songs be stumped by a nerd from the Tang Dynasty? Moreover, this nerd is obviously angry that he married, so he deliberately made things difficult for him.

This is a provocation. Looking at Huang Feiyun's disdainful eyes, Liu Yi became angry. How could I get my wife to be like a little girl?

"Brother Feiyun, please speak!" Liu Yicong confidently extended his hand to Huang Feiyun.

Alas, when Zhang Chu heard this, he couldn't help but shook his head and sighed secretly. Why did his brother-in-law not listen to others' advice? Huang Feiyun is a talented person in Sanyuan, how could he be an easy person? Liu Yi's response is so easy, and if he can't answer it at that time, wouldn't he be humiliated?

Seeing Liu Yi's agreement, Huang Feiyun smiled. He stood up and bowed to Zhang Chuwen, "I'm sorry Brother Chu Wen to help me get some pens, ink, paper and inkstones. Feiyun wants to ask Brother Yi about the problem in calligraphy."

Calligraphy? Liu Yiuyi was stunned. How could this be? His heart suddenly became cold.

When he was a child, he only practiced Song font for a few days, and in high school he practiced Pang Zhonghua fountain pen font for a few days. After that, he did not study other fonts anymore.

Huang Feiyun chose a good question.

"Brother Feiyun wait, I'll get it for you now." Zhang Chuwen stood up, glanced at Liu Yiyi, and then entered the inner study room.

After a moment, he brought out some pens, ink, paper and inkstone from it, placed it on the table next to Huang Feiyun, and said, "Brother Feiyun, please!"

"It's a blessing for Brother Chu Wen." Huang Feiyun thanked Zhang Chu Wen, and then started to start the ink. While the inkstone was in the same way, he said to Liu Yi: "I heard from Brother Chu Wen that Brother Liu had been a veterinarian before, and his medical skills were not bad. I wonder if it was true or not. Suddenly, there was a local dog in my house. A few days ago, someone broke one of his hind legs. I wonder if Brother Liu had a good prescription for it? If possible, Feiyun would definitely pay a lot of money to offer it."

When Zhang Chu heard this, he frowned. When did Huang Feiyun's family raise a dog? Isn't he obviously enjoying Liu Yipin? This is a bit too much.

No matter what, Liu Yi is also his brother-in-law Zhang Chuwen. With such a relationship, Zhang Chuwen naturally tends to Liu Yi.

"The leg is broken?" Liu Yijun said, "It must be your native dog, which barks bad breath and makes people angry. Otherwise, who will break its hind legs? I will just keep the hind legs like this. Sooner or later, I will be interrupted by others. Sooner or later, Brother Feiyun, why not stew it? Make a pot of good dog soup, and it will save you worry after eating it."

OK! Zhang Chu couldn't help but clap when he heard this. Liu Yi's words were so vicious.

Huang Feiyun's face suddenly turned into a purple-colored face. But he quickly recovered. He smiled as if nothing had happened: "Brother Liu would consider it. Feiyun would definitely come to invite Brother Liu to have a bite when stewing."

"Feiyun loves you very much, my favorite food is that dog meat. I will definitely support you when the time comes." Liu Yiu also bowed and smiled. But he was thinking in his heart that this kid was really tolerant and did not leave. Well, he has good psychological quality.

At this time, Huang Feiyun had already finished the ink inkstone, picked up his pen and dipped it on the inkstone, and wrote a huge word "小".

"Brother Liu, please see," Huang Feiyun put his pen on the inkstone and said to Liu Yiu: "What kind of font is this humble 'hu' character? Which calligraphy master created?"

Liu Yi looked forward and couldn't help but feel a little dumbfounded. Isn't this font just Song font?

After Chen Kun left the door, Gongsun Wuda and Gongsun Wenda sat down again.

Gongsun Wuda put his right hand on the table and tapped it softly. After a long time, he asked Gongsun Wenda: "Second brother, what do you think about this?"

"Think about it, this is normal." Gongsun Wenda seemed to have figured it out and said, "Which one of the many princes of the emperor is a simple person? More or less, there will be some means. It is not surprising that His Highness of the King of Wei has a secret residence in his hands."

"But what is strange is why did Your Highness King Wei send someone to assassinate Lan'er and a nephew? And the person sent was the leader of his secret mansion?" Gongsun Wenda analyzed in detail: "My Gongsun family and his Wei'er Mansion have neither political differences nor conflicts in interests. He has no reason to risk assassinate Lan'er. That will only cause him more trouble. Your Highness King Wei is not a fool, so he will not be so reckless."

"Then what you mean is that his target is a nephew?" Gongsun Wuda once said it, and then rejected it. "Second brother was joking. I think that although Liu Yi had some skills, he was just a new little landlord. What kind of virtue does he have? How could he be able to make a dignified King of Wei think of him so much?"

"Brother's words are good. The possibility of a virtuous nephew is very small. However, if it weren't for Xiaolan'er and a virtuous nephew, what was His Highness the King of Wei doing this for? There must be a reason, right?" Gongsun Wenda also agreed with Gongsun Wuda's words. But apart from this explanation, he really couldn't think of any other possibility.

"No matter who he is for?!" Gongsun Wuda was not the kind of brain-loving person. He stood up and said sternly: "This time he hurt Xiaolan'er, I destroyed his secret mansion. My Gongsun mansion has been established with Liangzi of his King of Wei's mansion. If the King of Wei does not know the practice and dares to come and find fault, I still don't believe it. He is a little furry child, can he still make a fortune?!"

"Yes, no matter who he is for, the hatred between our two families has been settled." Gongsun Wenda sighed and said, "But, it seems that it is not worth the effort to offend a prince for some reason."

"Second!" Gongsun Wuda said to Gongsun Wenda: "You are just too worried about it. What's wrong with the prince? No matter how old he is, he can still be better than the emperor? He can only be the first day of the lunar calendar, so he won't allow us to be the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar? Did that old eunuch have ever been ruthless when he came to kill Xiaolan'er and the others? You have also seen the injuries on Xiaolan'er's body, and every record would be dead. If there was not a virtuous nephew at that time, the next head of our Gongsun family would have been gone!"

Seeing that Gongsun Wenda did not speak, Gongsun Wuda continued: "A virtuous nephew has great kindness to our Gongsun family and is a sworn brother with Xiaolan'er. Therefore, no matter whether the castrated man or the King of Wei comes to find a virtuous nephew, we are not wrong in doing this. Pulling out the poisonous fangs of the King of Wei to shock and ensure the safety of the two families, this transaction is worth it!"

"What my brother said is reasonable, Wenda has been taught." Gongsun Wenda stood up and bowed to Gongsun Wuda. He had already figured it out. Since he had already tear his face, he didn't have to worry about anything anymore. Thinking of him, Li Tai, a hypocritical gentleman, could not cause any big storm.
Chapter completed!
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