"Your Highness the Crown Prince! In Xia Dou Jiang, I like calligraphy in my life, so I hope your Highness will give you advice!"

Just as Old Master Dou finished speaking, a young figure slowly walked out and looked at Xiao Zhengtai with a arrogant expression.

At this time, he was holding a pair of words in his hand. The handwriting on it had not dried up yet. It was obviously what he had just finished writing. In his eyes, how could a little boy's pen power be comparable to that of him, a person who has been practicing for more than ten years.

However, if he wanted to bring shame to himself, he would be willing to win this honor for the Dou family. There is no big or small literature and a specialty in art. Who made this little boy so capable of pretending to be so frustrated by him? Even if he was frustrated by him, he would still suffer.

"I dare not take the advice, I will discuss with each other and discuss with each other."

Xiao Zhengtai said humbly, and at the same time stretched out her chubby little hand to pick up the paper from Dou Jiang's hand.

"What is this? Ghostly drawing talismans? Or do you have claws on an egg? Brother, are you planning to enter the Taoist sect? I am not talented, and I am definitely a friend of my age with Yuan Tiangang and Taoist Yuan. If you have any ideas, I am willing to recommend it to you."

After glanced at the content on the paper, Xiao Zhengtai's face suddenly became exciting. It was not that Dou Jiang's words were not good. For ordinary people, Dou Jiang's words were definitely considered to be of higher quality, but in front of Xiao Zhengtai, a master-level calligraphy master, this is just a joke.

"What?"

Old Master Dou thought he had heard it wrong, so he licked his ear hard and asked Xiao Zhengtai again.

"Puff!"

After hearing His Highness's words, Cheng Chumo laughed directly, but knowing that the occasion was wrong, he hurriedly covered his mouth and prevented him from laughing out loud, but his shoulders were constantly shaking.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, can you let me see your calligraphy and speak vernacularly, it is really hard to convince people!"

Dou Jiang's face turned red. He practiced calligraphy hard for more than ten years, but was ridiculed by a little baby. Even though he had a good cultivation, he wanted to scold people at this moment.

"I don't know, does anyone in the Dou family like painting? In order to save time, it is better to do painting and calligraphy together, so as not to delay the time of the prince."

Xiao Zhengtai ignored Dou Jiang at all, but swept his eyes to the other people's cheeks, with a playful look on his face.

"I don't know what Your Highness wants to draw? Then Dou Fu asks the Crown Prince for advice!"

I have seen someone who is so pretentious, but I have never seen someone who is so pretentious. And this person who is pretentious is still a little boy, so angry that he feels so painful.

"Whatever you draw is on the spot, huh, let's take Old Man Dou as the topic, how about it?"

After looking around, Xiao Zhengtai finally fell on Old Dou's body, and turned his eyes to Dou Fu and said.

"presumptuous!"

This was a great disrespect to Mr. Dou. Dou Fu was furious and scolded him directly.

"Yes, the old man also wants to see Your Highness's wonderful calligraphy and prepare the four treasures of the study!"

Old Master Dou waved his hand and signaled Dou Fu to shut up, but he had no objection to Xiao Zhengtai's question.

"Your Highness, you can start!"

After everything was ready, Dou Fu still looked angry. After saying that, he picked up the pen and started to outline it.

Although he was the first time he drew a self-portrait for the old man, the old man's shadow had long been imprinted into his heart, and there was no need to look up from time to time to see the old man's body and posture.

"Your Highness, please start writing!"

Dou Fu's side had already started, and Xiao Zhengtai was still looking at the old man calmly, without any intention of being anxious.

"What do you know? If you don't carefully understand the expression of this old guy, how can I start writing about this prince?"

Xiao Zhengtai waved his hand to Cheng Chumo impatiently, signaling him not to talk nonsense if he doesn't understand, and he knows it.

The Dou family, who was standing by, sneered without sneering when they heard Xiao Zhengtai's words, said in a very clear way. When it was time to start writing, they were not timid. This did not limit him time and did not make him too embarrassed.

"It's just like that. When it comes to the real seal, it's gone?"

"Is it really embarrassing to the royal family?"

"At a young age, I don't know how to keep my feet on the ground, how about growing up?"

...

Not far away, the Dou family saw that Xiao Zhengtai didn't take action for a long time, and they couldn't help but talk, their tone was full of contempt for the royal family.

When Cheng Chumo and Qin Huaiyu heard this, they were so angry that their bodies were trembling. However, seeing that His Highness had no intention of being angry, they forced their anger to swallow.

Finally, under the expectation of the two, Xiao Zhengta finally started writing, but no one expected that Xiao Zhengta did not move, and when she moved her pen, she immediately shocked everyone's chin!

I saw a large oval outlined by Xiao Zhengtai on a huge piece of paper, which made everyone stunned. Look at Old Master Dou's thin body, he could not draw such a thing.

"Your Highness, you..."

Cheng Chumo opened his mouth wide and looked at Xiao Zhengtai foolishly. He really didn't understand why His Royal Highness the Prince was sitting like this.

"Shh!"

Xiao Zhengtai raised a finger and told him not to speak. Then he once again looked at Old Master Dou and began to outline it in the oval. The speed was so fast that it was astonishing.

Many people in the Dou family were holding back their smiles. This little boy just pretended to be 20,000 or 50,000 yuan, and now it was finally their turn to be proud. With this little boy's methods, how could he be a rival to Dou Fu and Dou Jiang?

"Your Highness, awesome! This old king..."

As Xiao Zhengtai's movements became faster and faster, the lifelike face of Mr. Dou suddenly appeared on the whole piece of paper. Cheng Chumo couldn't help but exclaim, but with the huge circle outside, no matter how you look at Mr. Dou's face seemed to be printed on a huge turtle lid.

If Cheng Chumo hadn't reacted quickly, Dou Laoba would have called out directly. Fortunately, at the last critical moment, Cheng Chumo covered his mouth and did not dare to let him make a sound.

"Live forever and hope for defeat!"

With the legs and feet extending around the oval, six big words appeared under the turtle's head, which were very arrogantly presented to everyone.

"Tsk tsk! I haven't started writing for a long time. The kung fu in my hands is really unfamiliar. Who, are you doing it?"

Looking at his masterpiece, Xiao Zhengtai was quite satisfied, and then he looked up at Dou Fu, who was still busy with his head down.

What?

How is this possible?

How could his speed be so fast?

When Dou Fu saw Xiao Zhengtai who had already put down his pen, his pupils contracted and a bad premonition arose. He hurried forward to watch Xiao Zhengtai's Mobao. His face suddenly looked extremely ugly and he couldn't say a word for a while.
Chapter completed!