Gao Zhang put on an expression that was trying to remember, and tried hard to describe those comments about the thin golden body.
"He said that this book has a beautiful sky and a graceful and elegant style. It is so thin that it shows the muscles and bones without losing its flesh. It can still be seen that it is graceful and graceful, and it shows a noble spirit, so he calls it a thin golden body."
There was a crisp sound, and Zhao Ji's slap hit the table hard.
The child Gao Zhang standing in front of him and the confidant eunuch Yang Jian standing behind him were frightened.
Zhao Ji had a distorted expression that was almost filled with joy, and he kept mumbling.
"Skinny Body... Sure enough, sure enough, this name fits my calligraphy very well, and it simply speaks to my heart..."
Seeing Zhao Ji's eccentric and slightly crazy look, Gao Zhang, who knew that the iron was hot, could not hide his surprise.
"Brother, is this calligraphy original to you?"
Then Gao Zhang threw away his shame and began to jump up and cheer with his hands raised.
"I knew it, I knew you were the immortal in my dream, the destined one..."
"Ah, this..." Looking at the cheering child in front of him.
The faint-hearted Zhao Ji finally calmed down, and suddenly felt that maybe it was himself in the dream who taught this child his most proud artistic creation: thin gold calligraphy.
Otherwise, I haven't figured out how to name my calligraphy style yet, and this child came up with the name.
And the evaluation of calligraphy is like scratching an itch in one's heart, and it feels so comfortable that it makes you feel happy.
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Gao Zhang lifted up his front and stepped onto the pier. When he turned around, he saw Zhao Ji standing on the ship, smiling and nodding, raising his arm to say goodbye.
Gao Zhang obediently and politely bowed to Zhao Ji, and watched as the boat set sail again and swung towards the lake.
It wasn't until Zhao Ji could no longer be seen on the boat that Gao Zhang turned around and headed towards his carriage parked not far away.
After boarding the car and lowering the curtain, Gao Zhang exhaled with relief and lay down lazily in the car.
Very good, the faint king Zhao Ji thought he was well disguised, wearing a vest, and then took the initiative to reveal a false identity.
He wanted to mislead himself into thinking that his vest was his true identity.
But little did he know that with his sharp eyes, he could see through his vest directly through his calligraphy fonts.
And he also made the faint king Zhao Ji think that he had really successfully deceived him.
How to describe it, Zhao Ji, the foolish king, squatted on the fifth floor, thinking that Gao Zhang, the child, was on the second floor.
In fact, this child was living on the 18th floor obscenely, not only watching the play, but also knowing how to act cooperatively with him.
This sense of secret happiness really made Gao Zhang want to look up to the sky and smile.
Haha... Do you really think that I am an ignorant and naive child? In fact, I... am really a child.
Looking at his small body that was still in the growth stage, Gao Zhang, whose hair had not yet fully grown, lay back down with a bored look on his face.
As the saying goes, if a mouse wants to drink cat's milk, he can change his own destiny.
If I can make good friends with the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, I will try to increase my favorability to MAX.
In this way, he can have a backing that is stable enough to protect him from wind and rain.
Only then can I concentrate on developing silently and work hard to grow up. Being young is an advantage in some aspects, but it is also a weakness in some aspects.
Zhao Ji asked him to leave, but he stayed, and the group of pretty young ladies were still on the boat.
Maybe what will follow is a battle involving guns and sticks, and insinuations.
This will cause a serious psychological impact on my child, who has not fully grown his hair yet. It would be better to leave as soon as possible.
In order to live a high-quality life to old age, I, who is still at the peak of my development, must be sworn in with gambling and drugs, and of course I need to stay safe for a while.
No matter what, I have to patiently watch my brother grow up and be able to do whatever he wants.
By that time, where in the world are there dangerous mountains that cannot be climbed? Even the Nine Nether Abyss, I dare to explore.
In this era, apart from Lin Chong, who has innate blood suppression against me, who else am I, Gao Yanei, afraid of?
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Zhao Ji watched as Gao Zhang, whose fate was entangled with him, boarded the car and drifted away.
He let out a sigh, then revealed a sudden smile.
"No wonder this kid called me little brother when he first saw me. It turns out his roots are here."
"I think he must have called him like this countless times in his dream..."
"What the officials said is absolutely true. The officials are indeed as young and handsome as Young Master Gao said, with extraordinary temperament..."
After hearing Yang Jian's flattering words, Zhao Ji's eyebrows relaxed and he was very happy.
"Little brother... little brother... interesting, this little Gao is indeed interesting."
"Brother..." Yang Jian on the side couldn't help but repeated in a low voice.
Zhao Ji turned his head and looked at Yang Jian's beardless face, which was full of chrysanthemum patterns when he smiled.
His smile froze, he turned around subconsciously, took two steps, stopped and gave a faint order.
"You'd better call me an official."
"...Slave understands."
Yang Jian looked at the official who turned his back to face him, as if he had taken a bite of lemon, and felt sour and uncomfortable in his heart.
Returning to the desk, Zhao Ji looked at the three words "Slim Gold Body" written by Gao Zhang under his instruction.
Why should gold be used instead of tendons? Gao Zhang’s child also gave the answer.
The gold one shows the majesty and nobility, so it is called the thin gold body. In this way, it is even extremely sophisticated in terms of meaning and style.
"Yang Jian, according to your opinion, how long has Xiao Gao been practicing this calligraphy style?"
Facing the official's inquiry, Yang Jian did not dare to take any eye drops, and tried his best to be fair and honest.
"If I hadn't seen with my own eyes that Young Master Gao was just a young boy, I'd probably think that the writer was a scholar who had practiced calligraphy for more than ten years."
Zhao Ji was silent for a few breaths, then raised his eyes to look at Yang Jian.
"Go to Gao Aiqing's house for me and inquire carefully for me..."
Yang Jian lowered his body and leaned in front of the official. The official's words made Yang Jian nod frequently. After a long while, he bowed respectfully to the official and turned away.
"Remember, I don't want others to know about my acquaintance with that Xiao Gao."
Yang Jian's heart trembled, and he immediately leaned forward to accept the order in fear.
"Don't worry, the officials. I understand, and I will not dare to go against the officials' wishes."
Hearing the footsteps getting further and further away, he recalled the scene where Gao Zhang's child had a face full of surprise, bowed his head to me and called him master.
Zhao Ji couldn't help but laugh and shook his head, his eyes falling on Gao Zhang's handwriting.
"After all, I'm still a young boy, but I'm sincere and it's really hard to refuse."
But now is not the time, let's wait until Yang Jian goes to find Gao Aiqing and solves the doubts in his heart.
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