"What...what font is this? Why have I never seen it before?"
"Don't talk about you. I have been reading poetry and books for decades, and I have never seen calligraphy like this."
"This calligraphy has unrestrained brushstrokes, continuous body movements, and numerous changes in glyphs. It has a rather unrestrained meaning. However, the most valuable thing is that even so, it has not lost its muscles and bones."
"I didn't expect that Gu Dongjia is not only excellent in poetry and poetry, but also has such attainments in calligraphy."
"If my prediction is correct, this should be Brother Gu's own font!" Among the group of people, Liang Shan stood up with a look of amazement on his face.
As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed from admiration to shock.
You know, Gu Beichuan's high attainments in calligraphy and creating a new font are completely different concepts.
So what if your calligraphy skills are high? After all, he is a writer. There is no shortage of such people in the literary world. At most, they have some ability.
But creating a new font is completely different!
You know, in the three hundred years since the founding of Daqian, there have been only a few unique calligraphy schools.
Kai, Xing, Li, Zhuan.
Among them, regular script is the first among all books. It pays attention to correct fonts and neat strokes, especially the muscles and bones!
Running script is flexible and changeable, mellow and smooth, and pays attention to the vivid charm.
Official script and seal script each have their own characteristics.
But the fonts written by Gu Beichuan are completely different from the above four.
Not only that, but the arrogant and carefree style seems to come to life on the page.
This kind of momentum and this kind of characteristics are really unique.
It is completely comparable to the four fonts and is unique in its own right!
The fifth calligraphy school in the world was born!
This concept is completely different from having high attainments in calligraphy!
Because this means that Gu Beichuan's calligraphy attainments have reached the point where he can establish a sect.
From now on, all scholars who write this kind of calligraphy will be respectfully called Gu Beichuan their mentor!
Can't see anything yet.
But once this font spreads out and more and more copycats learn it, the effect will be terrible.
In the Daqian literary world, there are three kinds of reputations that are the most popular and sought after.
First, like the saints of ancient times, they wrote numerous works and created a school of thought.
In the three hundred years between Emperor Gao and Emperor Renxuan of Daqian, no one has reached this level!
The second is the integrity of civil servants, who dedicated themselves to their family, country and the world until death, and their loyalty shines through history.
Three hundred years after the founding of Daqian, there were countless civil servants like carps crossing the river.
However, there are still very few people who can achieve this praise, no more than five fingers.
The third level is teaching and educating people, with students all over the world!
Gu Beichuan is now unique in his calligraphy attainments, creating a new style, even if he is not as good as the third class. But given time, I'm afraid it can barely be counted as half.
Such a prestigious reputation was snatched away by a boy who was only twenty years old and had not even reached the title.
How could the scholars present feel so good?
So when Liang Shan said this, everyone couldn't help but become nervous. Their eyes looked at Gu Beichuan full of anxiety, as if they were waiting for his answer.
"Beichuan is dull and very interested in calligraphy."
"After years of hard training, I finally have some insights."
"The font in front of me was indeed created by me."
boom!
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the restaurant instantly became lively as if it had been cooked by a raging fire.
When the diners looked at the young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, they felt as if a cruet had been knocked over, and they had mixed feelings for a while.
Some are envious, some are jealous, some admire, but most of them admire.
"Alas, Huainan's talents are worth one stone, but Brother Gu only has eight fights!" Liang Shan sighed.
Once upon a time, he thought that talent was nothing more than modesty, and hard work was the way to go!
After more than ten years of studying hard, day and night, he finally achieved some success in poetry, and his good calligraphy was praised by people from all over the country.
He was also conceited, believing that as long as he worked hard, he would one day be on the gold medal list.
Enter the Jinluan Palace and become a disciple of the Emperor!
But it wasn't until he came to Huainan and met Gu Beichuan.
Only then does he know what talent is! What a monster!
At a young age, he was already comparable to Mr. Bai Lu in terms of poetry attainments, and in calligraphy, he was in his own way and established his own sect.
Such figures, not only in Huainan, but also in the entire Daqian literary world, deserve a place!
"Brother Liang, be careful, how can Gu bear such high praise?" Gu Beichuan also smiled bitterly.
When I first learned Kuang Cao, I just thought it was a pleasure to write.
But who would have thought that once it appeared, it would cause such a huge response.
He was actually a little ashamed.
"Hey, Brother Gu is such a talented person, why shouldn't he be worthy of it?"
"I haven't asked you yet, what is the name of this calligraphy?"
"Crazy grass!"
"Crazy grass...crazy grass...crazy grass."
"What a mad grass!"
"The continuous strokes and endless strokes are for grass."
"Being bold and unrestrained and moving forward without restraint is madness."
"These two words can't be more appropriate to describe this calligraphy."
"Everyone, today we are lucky enough to witness the birth of the Kuangcao school of calligraphy."
"I wonder if Brother Gu can bring out some more fine wine so that I can wait until I get drunk before returning!"
Liangshan's eyebrows were full of enthusiasm, and Gu Beichuan couldn't refuse, so he had to say:
"Uncle Fu, let's get some wine. Today Beichuan will not let you get drunk until we return!"
Hearing this, the diners in the restaurant opened their eyes.
Most people are not scholars. They can only see that the writing in Kuangcao is really good, but they don't know the meaning of forming a family of its own and establishing a sect.
But having wine to drink is always a good thing.
Xiang Zhirou looked at Gu Beichuan in the crowd, her eyes twinkling.
There were obviously so many people, but he was the only one in her eyes.
The moment Kuang Cao appeared, Xiang Zhirou knew that she had found the wrong person.
There is someone with such talent in poetry and calligraphy.
Except for the person who exchanged letters with her every day, there was no one else!
People in this world cannot pretend to be fake even if they want to.
Now, Gu Beichuan was surrounded by everyone, and their table became deserted.
Xiaohong curled her lips and said: "Young Master, you have a noble status, there is no reason for you to be ignored. Why don't I go argue with that Gu Beichuan?"
Hearing this, Xiang Zhirou shook her head and said, "This is what Gu should really be like. His talent should be discovered and admired by the world."
…
After sobering up the next day, Gu Beichuan only felt a severe headache.
It must be that Xiu'er knew that she felt sorry for the young master, so she made sobering soup in advance and put it on the table next to the bed.
Yesterday, we had a great time drinking and drinking together.
He couldn't hold it back, got drunk, and was drunk for a while.
On the contrary, he has neglected the young master of the aristocratic family. If he knows his background, I am afraid that he will have to pay a visit in the coming days, apologize to him, and hope that he will not blame him.
Gu Beichuan could not tolerate being so cautious, because he was a foreigner who had just arrived in Huainan.
It's not easy to do this kind of business, so you should be more careful.
He is not afraid of merchants, but he is also afraid of aristocratic families, princes and nobles.
Before development, it would be better to avoid conflicts with such beings.
