In front of so many people, the eighth prince actually said that his calligraphy is terrible?

The ministers on the side couldn't help laughing.

Wei Zheng was also snickering, and silently thought to himself: Chen Guogong, Chen Guogong, how dare you mess with the eighth prince? My butt still hurts now, can you be more careful?

Hou Junji said quickly: "Everyone, everyone understands! I didn't say anything bad about the Eighth Prince!"

"But you look down on others!"

Li Chengfeng said disdainfully: "What? I am a six-year-old child, can you look down on my calligraphy? Let's compete if you have the skills?"

"What's the competition?"

“It’s better than calligraphy!”

Li Chengfeng is straight-spoken and full of confidence.

Hou Junji rolled his eyes and thought: The Eighth Prince is indeed very smart, but calligraphy cannot be practiced in a year or two! Some people are born with intelligence! But calligraphy, in addition to talent,

In addition, it also requires acquired training to achieve success!

The so-called drop of water can penetrate a stone, it cannot be achieved in a day!

Hou Junji thought carefully, I don't believe that with my decades of calligraphy skills, I can't beat the six-year-old Eighth Prince?

After thinking about it, Hou Junji smiled and said: "Okay, since the Eighth Prince proposed to compete with me in calligraphy, I will accept the competition! Eighth Prince, please give me some advice!"

"Okay, so what are the rules of the competition?"

"The rules of the competition are, of course, that you and I each write a piece of calligraphy on a blank rice paper, and then show it to the ministers who are doing it! The ministers will judge and then select the winner, how about that?"

"Well, sure! So what's the bet?"

"Ah? Bet, what to bet on?"

Li Chengfeng smiled and said: "Of course it's gambling! A round of 1,000 gold, and whoever loses will give 1,000 gold to the winner, how about that?"

Hou Junji panicked.

As we all know, the Eighth Prince likes to place bets very much.

It is said that I played chess with Wei Zheng a few days ago and won 900 gold from Wei Zheng. At that time, Wei Zheng was so angry that he was shaking when he walked.

However, calligraphy is not a game of chess. I don't believe that the Eighth Prince can really beat me in calligraphy?

So Hou Junji said: "Okay, let's take a gamble! I don't believe that my calligraphy can't compare with the Eighth Prince!"

"It's not you who has the final say, it's the ministers present who have the final say!"

"Okay, let's start the game! The veteran will be the referee!"

Wei Zheng volunteered and actually became the referee.

The other ministers immediately gathered around with great interest, wanting to watch the calligraphy competition between Hou Junji and Li Chengfeng.

Originally, more than a dozen ministers and princes of the Tang Dynasty participated in this calligraphy competition.

But Li Chengfeng and Hou Junji took the lead and entered into a two-person calligraphy competition!

"Zheng Guogong, who do you think is better in calligraphy, the Eighth Prince or Chen Guogong?"

"This, I think, should be Chen Guogong! Chen Guogong's calligraphy skills are no less than mine! As for the Eighth Prince, although he is talented and intelligent, calligraphy does need time to be sharpened before he can become a master!"

"Haha, what Duke Zheng Guo said is right! The Eighth Prince is very proud and never refuses to admit defeat! I'm afraid he will hit a wall this time!"

"Well, let the Eighth Prince see what it means that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world!"

Wei Zheng smiled, then picked up two pieces of white rice paper, handed one to Hou Junji, and handed one to Li Chengfeng.

Wei Zheng said: "Okay, let's start now. The calligraphy competition between the Eighth Prince and Chen Guogong is about to begin! The rules of the competition are: the two write their own calligraphy, and it will be judged by the ministers present! Whoever the ministers support, then stand

Just be behind someone!"

"Okay, the game begins!"

As soon as Wei Zheng finished speaking, Li Chengfeng picked up the ink pen on his left hand and with a few swipes, wrote four big words on the rice paper: God rewards those who work hard!

When writing these four words, Li Chengfeng deliberately used the art he purchased from the system: Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy.

Yan Zhenqing was a great calligrapher in the later generations of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty. At this moment, he was not born yet.

Moreover, Yan Zhenqing's regular script is dignified and majestic, and his running script is elegant and spiritual. Together with the calligrapher Liu Gongquan, he is known as "Yan Jin Liu Gu", and he is a famous calligrapher in later generations.

At this moment, Li Chengfeng directly made the "Yan Ti" come into being. This must be the first calligrapher in the world after the calligraphy sage Wang Xizhi!

…

When Wei Zheng and others saw Li Chengfeng hastily write a piece of calligraphy with a few strokes, they felt that Li Chengfeng must not understand what calligraphy is and then scribbled on it.

Seeing this, Wei Zheng and others couldn't help laughing. After all, they were still too young.

Hou Junji was also calm and composed, with a smile of victory on his lips. He slowly wrote four characters on the rice paper in front of his desk: The Great Tang Dynasty!

"Eighth Prince, have you finished writing?" Wei Zheng asked.

"Of course it's finished! We can start to judge the calligraphy of this prince and Chen Guogong, who is better!"

"Okay, then, please, all ministers, please move a little and go and observe the calligraphy of the Eighth Prince and Chen Guogong! If you think whose calligraphy is better, then you can stand behind them and say

I support it! In the end, the veterans will choose the winner based on who has the most ministers behind him!"

After Wei Zheng finished speaking, a large group of ministers immediately gathered around to observe Hou Junji's calligraphy.

In their view, Li Chengfeng was bound to lose, so they looked at the good calligraphy first and then the bad calligraphy. In this way, they would definitely judge the difference between the two.

Liu Zhenghui took a look at Hou Junji's calligraphy, immediately clapped his hands and shouted: "Chen Guogong, you have such good literary talent and good calligraphy! I admire you, I admire you!"

"Yes, Chen Guogong's calligraphy is full of spirituality. He is truly a master of calligraphy!"

"Haha, thank you for the award, thank you for the award!"

Hou Junji was praised by the ministers, and he was naturally very happy.

However, when Liu Zhenghui and others saw the calligraphy on Li Chengfeng's desk.

Liu Zhenghui's eyes widened instantly and his mouth opened as if he had seen a ghost.

After observing carefully for a while, Liu Zhenghui remained silent and then chose to stand behind Li Chengfeng.

The same goes for the rest of the ministers.

Several of them came to Li Chengfeng in high spirits, originally wanting to see a joke.

They think, how good can a six-year-old child be in calligraphy?

However, when they saw the four big characters on Li Chengfeng's rice paper, they all widened their eyes, opened their mouths and became speechless.

Because Li Chengfeng's handwriting is dignified and majestic, extremely thick and penetrating.

These four words, "Heaven rewards those who work hard," are like four mountain peaks, standing on the rice paper.

All the ministers were shocked. For a moment, they were so shocked that they didn't know how to speak.

Within Li Chengfeng's system, the ministers' voices of surprise kept coming.

"Ding, the shock from Liu Zhenghui, the naughty value is 10!"

"Ding, the shock from Changsun Shunde, the naughty value is 12!"
Chapter completed!