It turned out that among the people drinking at Bei Moting that day, Ma Yuanzhi, a lieutenant of the Forbidden Army, happened to be drinking here. Although he was not good at poetry, he also liked to be arty. When Chen Hao and Shen Fei were competing, Ma Yuanzhi was there. Watch from a distance.

Although Ma Yuanzhi didn't understand poetry, he was able to praise Du Mu's wonderful words and received endless admiration from everyone. Even a fool knew what to do. Ma Yuanzhi, who had always been flattering, would naturally think of the emperor's hobby, which was to like gold and stone. Zhiyin's poems even have the ambition to regain Hehuang.

"This man's name is Chen Hao. He is sixteen years old. He is from Taihe County. He used to be a beggar and is now a staff member of Taihe County. This time he came to Beijing to celebrate Mr. Bai's birthday, but for some reason, he missed his birthday. Now he lives in Mr. Bai's house." Ma Yuanzhi revealed all the information to verify Chen Hao.

"Oh? Haha, that's interesting. I heard that Chen Hao has good calligraphy? Du Aiqing, is this the case?" Li Chen raised his eyes and looked at Du Mu beside him.

Du Mu holds the official position of Zhongshusheren, which is the rank of the fifth rank. It is equivalent to the emperor's penholder, or a modern secretary.

Du Mu leaned forward and said: "Exactly! It combines movement and stillness, is elegant and elegant, is calm and elegant. I don't dare to keep it privately, but I have brought the poem written by Chen Hao that day for the emperor to read!"

As he spoke, he held the scroll in front of his forehead, took two quick steps and placed the rice paper scroll on the Long Book Table, waiting for Li Chen to read it.

"Then I want to see if this boy's calligraphy skills are as good as you said, and can surpass Liu Gong's calligraphy!" Li Chen said and opened the framed paper scroll by Du Mu.

"This..." Li Chen pondered for a long time and only said this word.

Because he was stunned by the calligraphy in front of him. Most of the famous calligraphers Li Chen saw were beautiful, powerful, slim and graceful calligraphy, or they were magnificent and changeable like Wang Youjun, or Liu Gong's charming posture. The bones are strong and the way is strong. But the fonts written by Chen Hao are a different scene. They are neither drooping nor shrinking, and they are not drawn back in any direction. They are majestic and full of wind and spirit.

"Such calligraphy that is innocent, natural, unpretentious, and spontaneous is the calligraphy of an emperor!" Li Chen couldn't help but sigh after reading it.

"In today's world, among the overwhelming sounds, it is really rare to have such a golden and stone sound!" Du Mu also admired sincerely.

How could Ma Yuanzhi not know that Li Chen was a person who loved calligraphy? Everyone in the government and the public knew that Liu Gongquan's calligraphy was the best in the world, and Li Chen, the emperor, was no exception and had been studying Liu Gongquan's calligraphy.

"Your Majesty is wise, if this son can write such calligraphy, if it is not taught by a great master, he is a genius!" Ma Yuanzhi observed his words and flattered him.

Ma Yuanzhi strongly admired Chen Hao's calligraphy at this moment, but it was not for a single purpose. Ma Yuanzhi had always been at odds with Liu Gongquan, the Guanglu doctor. Liu Gongquan said that Ma Yuanzhi was an eunuch dictatorship, but Ma Yuanzhi said that Liu Gongquan would not change the past. However, the emperor loved Liu very much. Ma Yuanzhi always respected Liu Gongquan because of his style of calligraphy.

"If the emperor can be allowed to study this calligraphy, it can be used to alienate Liu Gongquan... but then... hum, old traitor!" Ma Yuanzhi thought secretly in his heart.

"That makes a lot of sense. It should be passed down by a calligrapher who is new to the world. This line in the poem, 'A scholar is ashamed to call himself a scholar and talks about poetry', is very close to my heart. It coincides with my intention to regain Hehuang!" "Li Chen couldn't help but think in his heart.

"Pass an edict that Chen Hao will appear in court in the morning three days later and be given the body of a commoner!"

"yes!"

In the study room of Li Bao's residence, the Minister of Rites, Shen Fei stood respectfully at the bottom.

"Fei'er, it's not that my uncle doesn't want to help you, but you were unwise in the restaurant the day before yesterday and let that eunuch Ma Yuanzhi see you. Now that the emperor knows everything, you said you can't be the prostitute this time." Li Bao said angrily. Yu slightly comforted him helplessly.

"Uncle, there is no need to work too hard. My nephew is already satisfied with his achievements now. It's all my fault that my nephew is conceited and looks down on the people in the world." Although Shen Fei spoke modestly, there was unwillingness and resentment hidden in his eyes.

If it weren't for Chen Hao's appearance, with his uncle's power, there wouldn't be any problem in becoming the most beautiful young man. If he were not among the top nine students, or someone with extraordinary ability after being a senior official, I'm afraid his uncle would have given him the top prize. .

"But Chen Hao, who is competing with you, is very hateful. When my uncle finds out, he will not be spared lightly. This time I am embarrassed in front of the emperor all because of my son!" Li Bao said in a deep voice with anger on his face.

The next morning, just after discussing the government affairs, Emperor Li Chen said: "I recently got a piece of calligraphy by chance and thought it was pretty good, so I brought it to everyone to see!"

Then two eunuchs came to the palace, each holding one end and slowly opening it. The ministers raised their eyes and looked at it. They were a little surprised at first, then surprised, and finally a little blind.

"This calligraphy is unique. It is very different from the calligraphy of the predecessors, but it also seems familiar. From my perspective, someone must have absorbed the essence of the famous calligraphers of the past to form this style of calligraphy!" Linghu Gui, a member of the household department, praised. road.

Linghu Xi's statement was praised by many people, but it also attracted a lot of criticism.

"Master Linghu is wrong. As the saying goes, calligraphy must have its own method. Although this book is very different from the predecessors, we should not value rare things and value nothing. When it comes to calligraphy, it is Master Liu's regular script!" Cui Shenyou, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, objected.

For a while, there was a lot of discussion in the court. However, the Master Liu whom Cui Shenyou mentioned, Liu Gongquan, stood aside and kept watching Chen Hao's calligraphy without making a sound.

Bai Minzhong, who was standing aside, was thinking to himself. When Bai Minzhong saw that the poem was exactly the same as the poem written by Chen Hao, Bai Shiyan returned to his house that day and told Bai Minzhong all the things about Chen Hao. Bai Minzhong was also a little surprised and confused.

"Could it be..." Bai Min thought in his heart.

Li Chen asked the silent Liu Gongquan with great interest: "Liu Aiqing, as a calligrapher, what do you think of this calligraphy style?"

Seeing that the emperor had spoken and asked about Liu Gongquan, an authoritative figure, all the ministers collectively fell silent. They also wanted to hear Liu Gongquan's views.

Liu Gongquan hurriedly turned away from his contemplation, pinched his gray beard and said solemnly: "How dare I call you everyone, but for this volume, although the poems are not gorgeous, they are full of arrogance. The style of the book has not been seen, and it is a melting pot of hundreds of schools of thought!"

hiss!

Even Emperor Li Chen couldn't help but be surprised that Liu Gongquan would give such a high evaluation.

"Well, I and all my dear friends will meet this young man with a wonderful pen."

At Emperor Li Chen's signal, a eunuch shouted: "Xuan Taihe County commoner Chen Hao comes to see you!"

As the shouts continued, they finally reached the distant palace gate. Chen Hao then tidied up his clothes and followed the little eunuch towards the Golden Palace.

Since receiving the imperial edict yesterday, Chen Hao has been feeling dizzy. He doesn't know why the current emperor summoned him to the palace. When asked about Bai Minzhong, Master Bai also didn't know the reason.

In order to maintain etiquette when meeting the saint for the first time, after receiving the imperial edict, Bai Minzhong carefully taught Chen Hao some etiquette and rules for meeting the saint in the palace.

Chen Hao walked into the main hall and looked up. In the middle was a red lacquer square platform about one meter high, with a gold lacquer carved dragon throne placed on it. Behind it was a carved dragon screen. The civil and military divisions of the Manchu Dynasty were separated in left and right order, and there was a particularly solemn atmosphere.

solemn.

There was a man sitting in the middle. He was about forty years old. He should have been in his prime, but he saw that this man had beautiful hair on his temples.

"Chen Hao, the common man, Chen Hao, kowtows to the emperor, and wishes the emperor long live, long live!" Chen Hao bowed three times and kowtowed nine times.

"Get up and answer!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Chen Hao lifted his robe and stood up.

When the ministers saw a young man of sixteen or seventeen years old coming in, they couldn't help but feel a little dazed. Could it be that what they saw in front of them... was actually written by him!

Even Liu Gongquan, who was over seventy years old, couldn't help but be moved and looked straight at Chen Hao, who was handsome in white.

"Chen Hao, is this what you wrote in the restaurant that day?" Li Chen asked, pointing to the scroll in the hall.

Chen Hao raised his eyes and saw that it was indeed the poem he had written that day, and his heart suddenly became clear. It was because of this matter that he announced that he had entered the palace to see him.

"It was written by Cao Min! Mr. Du is the witness!" Chen Hao looked at Du Mu who was not far away with a calm face and said.

Seeing that Chen Hao was calm and orderly, Li Chen nodded secretly with pleasure.

"I also wrote a poem in Liu Aiqing's regular script according to your poem. What do you think?" Li Chen said and motioned to the eunuch to take out the scroll.

After unfolding it, one can see that the characters are full of charm and strength, and even Liu Gongquan has to admit that the emperor's writing has reached 80% of his power.

"Chen Hao, I would like to ask you, who is more accomplished in calligraphy, the Emperor or you?" Li Bao, who had been silent, asked intentionally at this moment.

"This..." Chen Hao was unprepared for the moment and was stunned after hearing this.

And all the ministers couldn't help but sweat for Chen Hao. Failure to answer this question is a capital offense! Is it to deceive the emperor, to disgrace the saint's face, or to insult Duke Liu? It turns out that among the people who were drinking in Bei Moting that day, it happened that this person

Ma Yuanzhi, a lieutenant of the Forbidden Army, came here to drink. Although he was not good at poetry, he also liked to be arty. When Chen Hao and Shen Fei were competing, Ma Yuanzhi was watching from a distance.

Although Ma Yuanzhi didn't understand poetry, he was able to praise Du Mu's wonderful words and received endless admiration from everyone. Even a fool knew what to do. Ma Yuanzhi, who had always been flattering, would naturally think of the emperor's hobby, which was to like gold and stone.

Zhiyin's poems even have the ambition to regain Hehuang.

"This man's name is Chen Hao. He is sixteen years old. He is from Taihe County. He used to be a beggar and is now a staff member of Taihe County. This time he came to Beijing to celebrate Mr. Bai's birthday, but for some reason, he missed his birthday.

Now he lives in Mr. Bai's house." Ma Yuanzhi revealed all the information to verify Chen Hao.

"Oh? Haha, that's interesting. I heard that Chen Hao has good calligraphy? Du Aiqing, is this the case?" Li Chen raised his eyes and looked at Du Mu beside him.

Du Mu holds the official position of Zhongshusheren, which is the rank of the fifth rank. It is equivalent to the emperor's penholder, or a modern secretary.

Du Mu leaned forward and said: "Exactly! It combines movement and stillness, is elegant and elegant, is calm and elegant. I don't dare to keep it privately, but I have brought the poem written by Chen Hao that day for the emperor to read!"

As he spoke, he held the scroll in front of his forehead, took two quick steps and placed the rice paper scroll on the Long Book Table, waiting for Li Chen to read it.

"Then I want to see if this boy's calligraphy skills are as good as you said, and can surpass Liu Gong's calligraphy!" Li Chen said and opened the framed paper scroll by Du Mu.

"This..." Li Chen pondered for a long time and only said this word.

Because he was stunned by the calligraphy in front of him. Most of the famous calligraphers Li Chen saw were beautiful, powerful, slim and graceful calligraphy, or they were magnificent and changeable like Wang Youjun, or Liu Gong's charming posture.

The bones are strong and the way is strong. But the fonts written by Chen Hao are a different scene. They are neither drooping nor shrinking, and they are not drawn back in any direction. They are majestic and full of wind and spirit.

"Such calligraphy that is innocent, natural, unpretentious, and spontaneous is the calligraphy of an emperor!" Li Chen couldn't help but sigh after reading it.

"In today's world, among the overwhelming sounds, it is really rare to have such a golden and stone sound!" Du Mu also admired sincerely.

How could Ma Yuanzhi not know that Li Chen was a person who loved calligraphy? Everyone in the government and the public knew that Liu Gongquan's calligraphy was the best in the world, and Li Chen, the emperor, was no exception and had been studying Liu Gongquan's calligraphy.

"Your Majesty is wise, if this son can write such calligraphy, if it is not taught by a great master, he is a genius!" Ma Yuanzhi observed his words and flattered him.

Ma Yuanzhi strongly admired Chen Hao's calligraphy at this moment, but it was not for a single purpose. Ma Yuanzhi had always been at odds with Liu Gongquan, the Guanglu doctor. Liu Gongquan said that Ma Yuanzhi was an eunuch dictatorship, but Ma Yuanzhi said that Liu Gongquan would not change the past. However, the emperor loved Liu very much.

Ma Yuanzhi always respected Liu Gongquan because of his style of calligraphy.

"If the emperor can be allowed to study this calligraphy, it can be used to alienate Liu Gongquan... but then... hum, old traitor!" Ma Yuanzhi thought secretly in his heart.

"That makes a lot of sense. It should be passed down by a calligrapher who is new to the world. The line in the poem, 'A scholar is ashamed to call himself a scholar and talks about poetry', is very close to my heart. It coincides with my intention to regain Hehuang!"

"Li Chen couldn't help but think in his heart.

"Pass an edict that Chen Hao will appear in court in the morning three days later and be given the body of a commoner!"

"yes!"

In the study room of Li Bao's residence, the Minister of Rites, Shen Fei stood respectfully at the bottom.

"Fei'er, it's not that my uncle doesn't want to help you, but you were unwise in the restaurant the day before yesterday and let that eunuch Ma Yuanzhi see you. Now that the emperor knows everything, you said you can't be the prostitute this time." Li Bao said angrily.

Yu slightly comforted him helplessly.

"Uncle, there is no need to work too hard. My nephew is already satisfied with his achievements now. It's all my fault that my nephew is conceited and looks down on the people in the world." Although Shen Fei spoke modestly, there was unwillingness and resentment hidden in his eyes.

If it weren't for Chen Hao's appearance, with his uncle's power, there wouldn't be any problem in becoming the most beautiful young man. If he were not among the top nine students, or someone with extraordinary ability after being a senior official, I'm afraid his uncle would have given him the top prize.
To be continued...