"These words are simply the original writings of the Sage of Calligraphy!”
Li Tai was so excited that his voice was trembling.
He was well-educated and was able to cultivate calligraphy at a young age. Naturally, he had some attainments in calligraphy.
Wang Xizhi, the ancient calligraphy saint, the founder of the calligraphy world, how could Li Tai not recognize his handwriting?
In his study, there was even an authentic piece of calligraphy by the Sage of Calligraphy.
Since ancient times, many scholars practiced calligraphy by imitating the calligraphy of the Sage of Calligraphy.
However, the calligraphy of the Sage of Calligraphy was not so easy to learn. Since ancient times, there were many people who could understand its form, but only a handful could understand its true charm.
In the eyes of the scholars behind the family of generals, Luo Zhao, a martial artist who didn't know how to write, actually had such wonderful brush strength. The words he wrote were almost identical to Wang Xizhi's.
How could Li Tai not be shocked and ecstatic?
"The words are wonderful. This poem is even more desolate and magnificent. It's incomparably stunning.”
Li Tai snapped back to his senses and shouted.
He was eager to share this masterpiece with all the scholars present.
The talents were all dumbfounded, unable to guess what that vulgar warrior could write to make the King of Wei praise him so highly, almost losing his composure.
A few servants hurriedly hung the poem carefully on the wall.
The young scholars gathered around and looked up.
The poem was read out word by word.
The bright moon of Qin Dynasty and the pass of Han Dynasty
Long March, I haven't returned
But Long Chengfei will be here
Don't teach the Hu horses to cross the Yin Mountain
…
Time froze.
Everyone present, including Zhangsun Chong, froze on the spot.
Their expressions also changed from disdain to shock and finally to dumbfoundedness.
"'As long as Long Chengfei is here, I won't teach the Hu horses to cross the Yin Mountains'. Good poem, this is the true strength of our Great Tang!”
On the pavilion, the King of Shu, Li Ke, jumped up and clapped his hands.
After the deathly silence, the pot exploded.
Cheers rang out, and the hall seemed to be boiling.
Although these young scholars had the pride of scholars, they were all people who had read the books of sages and understood reason.
Luo Zhao's poem was as imposing as a tiger. The literary grace and boldness were extraordinary works. How could they not see the subtlety within?
When a scholar read a good poem, it was like a warrior obtaining a good weapon. How could he not be ecstatic?
Compared to Luo Zhao's poem, their poems were indeed trash.
"His parents are both martial artists. How can he have such literary talent? This doesn't make sense ~~"
Zhangsun Chong muttered to himself as he looked at the poem that had been handed down for generations. He was confused and lost.
"Everyone, don't you see? The Prince Consort's writing style is very similar to Wang Xizhi's.”
Li Tai loved talent, so he didn't care about Zhangsun Chong's feelings and pointed out the mystery loudly.
The scholars were once again in an uproar.
" It's indeed an authentic work of the Sage of Calligraphy!"
"This prince consort is so young, but he has already mastered such writing skills. It's truly unbelievable.”
"It seems that we have misunderstood the Fuma. So he is skilled in both literature and martial arts.”
"No wonder His Majesty bestowed the princess to him. Compared to him, we are like fluorescent lights competing with the bright moon.”
…
Exclamations, admiration, and ashamed discussions rose and fell, echoing in the hall.
Writing good poems and practicing good calligraphy were the talents that many scholars dreamed of.
Since ancient times, there were very few people who could combine poetry and books.
Luo Zhao, a youth who was not even sixteen years old and was born into a family of generals, had done it.
Facing such a genius, these young talents could only admit defeat and admit their inferiority.
They had completely forgotten how they had mocked Luo Zhao just moments ago.
Zhangsun Chong's expression turned from shock to astonishment, and then astonishment to endless shame and anger.
He had originally consoled himself that his martial arts skills were not as good as Luo Zhao's, but his literary talent was far better than that martial arts descendant.
But now, Luo Zhao had used a poem that was passed down for generations to ruthlessly slap his last bit of confidence to the ground.
From being praised from the stars to the moon by all the scholars, to being ignored by everyone, how could he, who had always been conceited, endure this shame, anger, and loneliness?
Zhangsun Chong snorted coldly and left angrily.
However, no one cared about his departure. Even Li Tai, the master, ignored his cousin's escape and only admired Luo Zhao's poems and calligraphy.
"It turns out that my worry was unnecessary. He actually has such literary talent. Just how much ability does he have hidden…"
Li Lizhi stared at the calligraphy poem in a daze for a long time. Her eyes changed constantly, and it was hard to tell whether it was surprise or pride.
"Your Highness, the Fuma is still waiting outside.”
Xiao Huan's voice sounded beside him.
Li Lizhi suddenly woke up. She couldn't be bothered to call Li Tai, so she turned around and ran away.
She couldn't wait to find Luo Zhao and ask him how many more secrets he had hidden from her.
" My mother likes to collect calligraphy, and she likes Wang Xizhi's calligraphy the most. I have to ask Green Sparrow for this calligraphy piece to show my mother. It will definitely be a surprise for her…"
Li Ke made up his mind and walked towards Li Tai.
An hour later, in the Yin and Yang Palace.
Luo Zhao's poem, whose ink had not dried, was placed on the dragon table.
Li Shi Min held the calligraphy and admired it carefully. His eyes were filled with joy.
"Your Majesty, this handwriting is as if it was written by the Sage of Calligraphy. It's unbelievable!”
Concubine Yang, who was accompanying him, pointed at him with her bare hands and exclaimed.
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