Zhu Gaoyu rolled his eyes and looked at Zhu Di with a smile.
"I want to try this question."
When Zhu Gaoxu heard this, he didn't even think about it. With a disdainful expression, he directly opened his mouth and coldly snorted,"
"You little brat, how many words do you know? You want to write an inscription?”
Zhu Di glared at Zhu Gaoxu when he heard this. Zhu Gaoxu quickly shut his mouth and looked at Zhu Gaoxu without saying anything.
"Little brat, if you want to try, then let's try!”
Zhu Di's expression softened completely as he waved his hand gently at Zhu Gaoyu.
Zhu Gaoyu did not dawdle after receiving the approval. He immediately put down the sword in his hand and picked up a brush from the table. Under the scrutiny of the others, he raised his hand and wrote on it. As he wrote, he kept muttering,
"The tiger is the supreme beast."
Everyone looked and saw that this child was actually writing. He looked serious and serious!
The father and son looked at each other and curiously looked over at the same time. With just a glance, they raised their heads and were all amazed!
"Good handwriting!" Zhu Di sighed with a smile.
He saw that the word was elegant and fresh, floating like floating clouds, as strong as a dragon, with strong strokes and smooth speed. The form was rich and moderate, natural and implicit, and the combination was harmonious and peaceful, neither exciting nor fierce.
Zhu Gaoyu's face was stern, and his posture was tall and firm. He held the brush in his hand, and the speed of his writing was very fast. He had a swift and vigorous wind god.
His gestures were coherent and smooth, and he finished the last stroke smoothly. Then, he paused and picked up the pen.
The child stood where he was and took a deep breath. Then, he turned around and smiled at the people who could not hide their stunned expressions. He said in a childish voice,
"Father, please take a look!"
Zhu Di nodded at the little one with a look of admiration and satisfaction. He quickly went forward and carefully picked up the painting with both hands.
As he nodded in satisfaction, he praised,
"Good handwriting!"
"Good handwriting!"
At first glance, this word was peaceful and natural. The strokes were euphemistic and implicit, beautiful and vigorous. Every word had a different posture and was freely rotated.
Between the words, the white cloth was ingenious, and the scale contained an extremely rich artistic beauty.
No matter horizontal, vertical, point, flip, hook, fold, press down, it can be said that the pen is extremely sharp.
Looking closely, he should have used the center of the pen as the bone, hiding the edge and revealing the edge. They were connected to each other, big or small, casually appearing, containing the deep brush and ink skills and profound cultural heritage of the little brat.
Zhu Di looked at the proud child in front of him with amazement. He was secretly shocked. Since when did this kid's calligraphy reach such a standard? His calligraphy was quite like the calligraphy sage Wang Xizhi's!
Zhu Gaoxu, who was standing at the side, looked at the words that he had written. He looked at Zhu Gaoyu with a complicated expression and said in disbelief,"
"Fourth brother…You... Words... You must have practiced for a long time!"
When Zhu Gaoyu heard this, he rubbed his chin with a smug expression.
"It has indeed been a long time!"
"I've been practicing for half a year!"
When Zhu Gaoxu heard this, he rolled his eyes. He thought to himself, Do you think I'm not worthy of knowing what's good for me just because I'm a boor who goes to war?
He would need at least ten years of practice to write this!
Half a year?
Are you kidding me?
Thinking of this, Zhu Gaoxu looked suspiciously at Zhu Gaoyu, who was proud of himself.
This little brat…Could it be that he had been practicing calligraphy since he was in his mother's womb?!
After Zhu Di said " good " twice in a row, he focused on the title. He stared at it for a long time, and his expression changed. His hands that were holding the painting began to tremble slightly.
He raised his head and looked at Zhu Gaoyu with a complicated expression. Then, he read out in a trembling voice,"
"The tiger is the supreme of the hundred beasts…"
"Who dares to provoke him…"
"Only the relationship between father and son…"
"Step by step…"
Zhu Di read the last two sentences with a trembling voice. His dry old face trembled slightly, and his eyes turned red.
He shook his head slightly with reddened eyes and repeated the last two lines of the poem,
"Only the relationship between father and son…"
"Step by step…"
At this moment, the sound of soft sobs could be heard in the room. Zhu Gaoyu looked over and saw the Crown Prince standing at the side, his fat face trembling as he sobbed uncontrollably.
Zhu Gaoxu's expression at this moment was also very uncomfortable. His eyes were filled with tears as he looked at the Crown Prince. His face still carried some unwillingness.
The atmosphere in the room was really sorrowful and tearful. Anyway, he didn't know if it was true or not. At this moment, it looked like a brother was respectful and a father was kind.
The kinship of the royal family was precious to begin with. It was already enough for it to reach this stage.
This cheap father is really very pitiful
Zhu Gaoyu sighed slightly and stood quietly at the side, looking at Zhu Di.
He was trembling and frowning. He looked up slightly with a complicated expression. His old eyes were filled with tears, as if he was sighing at the tense father-son relationship in his family.
Zhu Di shook his head slightly and slowly turned around, leaving his sons with a stubborn back view.
He raised his head and stood there for a while. After a while, he turned around again. When he looked again, his expression had returned to normal.
He walked a few steps to the front of the bed and slowly sat down with his hand holding the little snot. He looked very tired and sighed. He pinched his nose with his left hand and waved at his sons with his right hand.
"Little brat, keep me company."
"You can leave."
When Zhu Gaochi heard this, he raised his hand and wiped away his tears. He looked at Second Brother with a complicated expression and turned to leave.
When Zhu Gaoxu saw that his boss had left, he did not stay any longer. He immediately bowed to Zhu Di, then glanced at Zhu Gaoyu with a warning, flicked his sleeves, and left.
"Little brat, come, come to Father's side.”
Zhu Gaoyu was looking at the back of the Han King with disdain when he suddenly heard Zhu Di say this.
He quickly turned around and put on a mischievous expression on his face. He ran towards Zhu Di with small steps.
"Father, I'm here, I'm here."
Zhu Di's eyes were filled with smiles as he held Zhu Gaoyu's small waist with a loving expression. He stroked his head and casually said,
"I heard that you…Put Chen Ying's son in prison!"
When Zhu Gaoyu heard this, the smile on his little face froze. Then, he smiled at Zhu Di and scratched his head awkwardly. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Zhu Di continue to laugh,
"Well done, little brat!"
"The son of my Zhu family is not someone that can be bullied by any Tom, Dick, or Harry.”
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