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Chapter 170: An Expert Looks at the Way

"Who said I gave in? There are no deserters on this field!"

The emperor nodded in praise. He just liked Duan Qingyao's ruthlessness of not being afraid of heaven or earth.

He has the style of his youth, no matter what difficulties he encounters,

Seeing that Duan Hongyan was about to finish writing, it would be too late if she didn't pick up her pen.

Duan Qingyao closed her eyes and simply took the thickest brush.

Everyone let out a sigh of relief. Such a thick brush is just a decoration, and it is almost the same for sweeping the floor. Who would choose it to write?

Lord Duan, who was beside him, sighed and shook his head helplessly.

Can he not know his daughter?

If Duan Hongyan is his pride, then Duan Qingyao is definitely a stain on his life trajectory.

"Are you crazy? Choose the size of the pen to fit!"

Jun Yan'an couldn't help but walk to her side and reminded her in a voice that only the two of them could hear. Give power website m.

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"I think it's quite appropriate. Duan Hongyan uses a fine brush to write small seal scripts. If I write large characters, I have to use thick ones!"

Duan Qingyao was too lazy to pay attention to Jun Yan'an.

"You listen to me, can I still harm you?"

Now, they are just people sitting on a boat. She doesn’t want to lose to Duan Hongyan, and she doesn’t want to marry Duan Hongyan!

"After you say this, I really think you will harm me! You might as well want Duan Hongyan to beat me, so you deliberately interfere with me, right?"

What? She actually missed him so much!

It’s so kind to treat it as a donkey’s liver and lungs!

Jun Yanan was about to speak, but was interrupted by Duan Qingyao.

"If you stand by and disturb me again, I will be too late!"

"I can't write, but I still rely on me?"

Jun Yanan was a little speechless. He stood here for a long time and was only concerned about picking a brush, and he couldn't write a single word.

I just came over and became an influence on her?

"Your Majesty, since it's a competition, it should be fair and just! Prince An has already affected me! This is unfair!"

Time passed by minute by minute, and Duan Hongyan was about to finish writing, but Duan Qingyao had not finished writing yet.

Duan Qingyao was too lazy to continue to reason with Jun Yan'an, so she simply asked the emperor for help.

"An'er, step back!"

At this time, the emperor was fair and selfless.

Jun Yan'an gave Duan Qingyao a look of self-care and walked slowly.

"Prince An is so lucky!"

When Jun Yanan passed by His Highness the Crown Prince, His Highness the Crown Prince said without any yin and yang.

"No matter how good your blessing is, it is not as good as your prince's prince! Before my prince's princess has been established, the prince will soon establish a second princess, right?"

When Jun Yan is stupid, he can only make his prince take advantage of his stupidity if he has nothing to do.

But now, his "illness" has been cured, so naturally there is no reason to continue to suffer losses!

Sure enough, the corners of His Royal Highness's mouth twitched, and his face turned red.

If we talk about the biggest scandal in the Eastern Palace, could it be that the Crown Princess was deposed?

Although the deposed princess is the crown prince, the person who is not strict in his family is His Highness.

How can a person who can't even manage his own harem help the world?

This matter is big or small, no wonder His Royal Highness's face is so bad.

Without any speculation, Jun Yanan walked past His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, returned to his original position, and looked at Duan Qingyao calmly.

Although time was tight and although she chose a brush that looked incredible, for some reason, when Duan Qingyao saw that the mountain collapsed in front of her, she remained calm and looked forward with her expression of bravery and courage, but involuntarily chose in her heart that she would win!

It has nothing to do with reason or emotion, it is just such a magical belief.

Duan Qingyao closed her eyes and abandoned all distracting thoughts.

Although she writes diagnosis every day in the hospital and can write cursive script that no one can tell, it is a hard pen after all!

I know how bad my soft pen is!

If you want to win Duan Hongyan with your own strength, it is absolutely impossible.

But, she has some tricks!

As the saying goes, reading thousands of books is worse than traveling thousands of miles.

Her biggest hobby after work is traveling and traveling around.

Although she is young, she has almost traveled all the beautiful rivers and mountains of her motherland.

The biggest hobby of ancient Chinese literati was to recite poems and write pairs, leaving their own calligraphy everywhere.

And she was fortunate to see many famous cliff carvings!

While traveling in Guilin, Guangxi, she saw the word "Fu" one meter high on a mountain.

At first glance, she also felt that the word "Fu" was nothing special.

Later, after the tour guide's explanation, she realized that the word "Fu" which looks not surprisingly good actually has a great background. After a closer look, it turned out that it contained the four words "Fu Lu, Shou and Xi".

It's unique ingenuity!

Since I can't write, whether it's plagiarism or copying, it should be better than her, right?

"alright!"

Duan Hongyan put down her brush, blew the undried ink traces, and confidently handed her ink treasure to the little eunuch standing beside her.

"Good words! Good poems! Chunjiang Fu, it's really good words and good poems, which makes people feel refreshed!"

The emperor nodded with satisfaction, looking at Duan Hongyan's calligraphy, which was much more pleasant than watching those cumbersome memorials!

"Thank you for your praise! My daughter knows that the emperor's calligraphy is really amazing!"

Duan Hongyan's sweet-mouthed mouth made the emperor happy with just one word.

"I've written it too!"

Compared to Duan Hongyan's full article, Duan Qingyao wrote very little, and only had one ordinary word - Fu!

"Isn't this too perfunctory? It's not like posting Spring Festival couplets during the Chinese New Year!"

"Didn't Lord Duan say that Duan Qingyao lost her mother since childhood and no one disciplined her at all. She could write, which was already very good!"

"Your Majesty, according to my opinion, this game should be considered as Miss Duan's victory!"

But when an outsider watches the fun, an insider looks at the tricks.

When the emperor was about to announce Duan Hongyan's victory, the tutor who had been watching the fun silently suddenly stood up!

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"What else is there to wait for? Is the Taifu's eyes so dazed? It's clear that the words written by Miss Duan are more beautiful and beautiful than those of Duan Qingyao! Moreover, even if the number of words is discussed, the number of words of Miss Duan is several times that of Duan Qingyao!"
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