"If you two girls don't mind, I'll be happy to help you -"
Wang Zi'an smiled brightly, like a spring breeze.
Oh, this handsome little scholar, how can he smile so beautifully!
It would be a pity not to send it to the palace.
What should you write to Princess Changle?
Wang Zi'an pondered for a moment and thought it would be better to copy a poem by Li Bai. With deep concentration, the pen moves quickly, and in a moment, a delicate and beautiful poem appears on the paper. This time, in order to match the content of the poem, Wang Zi'an used the small regular script of Lingfei Jing, which has a light and handsome font.
"The clouds think of the clothes, the flowers think of the face, the spring breeze blows on the threshold, and the dew is rich. If we hadn't seen him on the top of the jade mountain, he would have met under the moon at Yaotai. In the winter of the second year of Zhenguan, the prince placed a book in the thatched cottage."
He originally wanted to add that it was written in the thatched cottage for Miss Changsun, but considering that this was not her real name, he simply gave up.
Kong Yingda looked at the little poem Wang Zi'an had just written. While marveling at his talent, he couldn't help but smile. It seemed that this brat really had thoughts about Princess Changle.
Looking at the little poem in front of her, Princess Changle couldn't help but blush.
Oh, this handsome little scholar is so embarrassing!
But it’s so nice to talk!
Cheng Ying'er looked at Wang Zi'an who was so courteous to Princess Changle, and suddenly felt an indescribable sourness in her heart.
Am I that annoying?
He obviously robbed my hydrangea, but turned around and ran away. Afterwards, he pretended that nothing happened in front of him, and now he is even showing great attentiveness to his good sister in front of him.
The more Cheng Yinger thought about it, the more aggrieved she became, and she almost turned around and left. She even raised her steps, but her stubborn little temper made her calmly take them back.
Humph, I just don't get what he wants. Let's see how long he can keep pretending in front of me.
By the way, there are also hydrangeas. I don’t know where this hateful guy has hidden them. When I find them, I will make them look good to him!
Wang Zi'an held the writing brush and turned to look at "Miss Sun" who was looking across the mountains and into the peaks. With the face of an angel and the figure of a devil, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, she is really a beauty that is as beautiful as a disaster on earth.
If we just talk about appearance, she and Princess Changle are naturally like spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums, each with their own strengths, but Princess Changle is more beautiful and dignified, while this Miss Sun interprets the charm of women to the extreme.
A beauty in the world? Beautiful and fragrant!
What a pity? I don't know why I kept being so polite to myself. Wang Zi'an shook his head with regret.
Forget it? The fish is only caught in the net.
Let's take care of this cute little princess first.
As for this guy who is so sincere to me, I'd better give him a shot if he doesn't.
Wang Zi'an complained in his heart? He kept going and wrote a small poem in one stroke.
"The peony demon in front of the court has no character, and the hibiscus on the pond is pure and unfeeling. Only peonies are the true national color. When the flowers bloom, they move the capital. - In the winter of the second year of Zhenguan, the prince placed a book in the thatched cottage."
This time, the font Qi Gong is used. It is elegant and beautiful, which complements the song "Appreciating Peony".
My writing is so beautiful!
Looking at the newly written words, Wang Zi'an couldn't help but give himself a big thumbs up in his heart. Just this word? No cheating? I couldn’t write it even if I beat myself to death in my previous life? It’s so perfect.
Another brand new font that has never been seen before!
Kong Yingda was so shocked that he was almost numb.
"My little friend's calligraphy is so extraordinary that he has reached the realm of a saint who follows his heart's desires without violating the rules."
After saying that? Kong Yingda stared at the work in front of him passionately, with "I want" written all over his face.
That’s a bit too much, I’m not a writing instrument person!
Wang Zi'an ignored his comment, pretended not to notice, gently put the brush on the pen holder, turned around, and looked at Cheng Yinger, who called herself Miss Sun, with a smile.
"Miss Sun, this song matches your temperament and complements it perfectly. If you don't mind it, I'll give it to you."
dislike!
I don't want your stinky stuff!
Cheng Ying'er encouraged herself in her heart, but she took it hesitantly.
The characters are so beautifully written, and the poem - the poem is so well written, bah, you are a disciple!
Humph, if you want to please me, there’s no way!
However, since it was written in a separate font for me, I reluctantly accepted it.
However, the corners of her mouth could not help but turn up slightly, and a blush quietly appeared on her face.
Looking at the two girls on Xiafei's temples, Kong Yingda couldn't help but nod his head and show a meaningful smile.
Young Muai, okay, okay!
In this way, doesn’t it mean that our granddaughter also has a chance!
I have decided to bring the third daughter out next time.
Wang Zi'an didn't know that the smiling guy in front of him was already trying to catch his attention. At this time, he was also thinking about how to find an excuse to get rid of this big, eye-catching light bulb.
"I finally believe it today. There are real geniuses in this world."
Looking at the little poem Wang Zi'an had just written, Kong Yingda sighed. He has seen as many young talents as crucian carp crossing the river, but he has never seen anyone like Wang Zi'an.
"The old gentleman is really overly praised. These are just some minor skills. In the final analysis, they are just the use of power..."
Speaking of this, he suddenly felt something in his heart and looked at the three cheap disciples outside.
At this time, how could brothers Li Siwen and Cheng Chumo and Cheng Chuliang have any thoughts on practicing martial arts?
My whole heart is tied up in the main room.
My master didn’t even know the true identities of Princess Changle and sister Ying’er, but they were still quite familiar with each other – that’s great!
The three people who were waiting to watch the show did not expect that their master would suddenly look over. They shrank in fear and wanted to pretend to practice chopping firewood.
The prince laughed when he settled down, he was really waiting to see my joke, these three bastards who are not the son of a man!
"You three, come here—"
Wang Zi'an smiled meaningfully at the three people and waved.
The three people suddenly had an ominous premonition.
He didn't dare to go in, so he stopped at the door, looked at his elusive master with a guilty conscience, and asked tentatively.
"What are your orders, master?"
"Oh, that's a good thing. When I was chatting with Mr. Kong just now, I suddenly realized something and found a brand new training method for controlling strength. I want to teach it to you."
Wang Zi'an's smile was as gentle as a harmless little white rabbit.
That's it?
Then I'm relieved.
The three of them glanced at Wang Zi'an in surprise, feeling a little guilty in their hearts.
What a good master, but I just judged a gentleman with a villain's heart, thinking that the master was going to do something wrong again.
"Thank you for your advice, master!"
The three of them clasped their fists in excitement. Today's visit was really worth it!
"The boy is teachable!"
Wang Zi'an gave them a thumbs up with satisfaction, and then each of them gave them a large brush. Then, in front of their surprised eyes, he waved and wrote a word for each of them. Then he picked it up with a smile and gave one to each person.
"My master has hidden a peerless martial arts here. You can take it back and understand it carefully. Let's do this. After we go back, each of us should copy it ten thousand times. First, we should fully understand the beauty of using power - we must do it well. Write, as a teacher, you need to check——"
PS: The third round of PK has entered the third day, and the results will be announced on Monday. The crucial moment has arrived. I ask all readers for your support and recommendation votes. Please throw them over and let me experience the use of power. The beauty of it!
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