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This kind of thin and crisp calligraphy with sides like orchids and bamboos requires extremely high calligraphy skills and self-cultivation, as well as a calm state of mind to complete.

From the perspective of Hua Xiong's pen-holding posture, it will take two to thirty years to reach such a state.

Not to mention that he also created this brand new font.

If you put it in martial arts, you can properly create your own kung fu, a master.

"Heavenly bones are beautiful, with a sense of leisure and interest, like bending iron to break gold."

Cai Yong looked at Hua Xiong's handwriting fascinatedly, and sighed softly.

"Using the brush is smooth, sharp and full of arrogance. It is like cutting gold and jade. It has a special charm. It really can be called a master!"

Shi Sun Rui couldn't help but nodded.

Hua Xiong couldn't help but chuckled inwardly.

I didn't expect that the passive skill Calligraphy Master obtained in the last lottery is quite useful.

With calligraphy masters, Hua Xiong automatically mastered all kinds of calligraphy in China for 5000 years, and all of them are at the level of masters.

Hua Xiong took out the thin golden body of Song Huizong Zhao Ji, and directly suppressed Cai Yong and others.

When everyone came back to their senses, they all looked at Hua Xiong frantically.

"Who created this font? What's its name?"

Hua Xiong has enjoyed this kind of gaze many times, so he nodded without blushing and said,

"This is called the thin gold body, which I created myself!"

Although they had already made psychological preparations in advance, Cai Yong and the others couldn't help being surprised.

Whether it is in calligraphy or martial arts, if you can create your own, that is definitely the realm of a master!

In any case, they couldn't figure out why Hua Xiong, who was a martial artist, could write such fonts!

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Cai Yong was silent for a moment, straightened his sleeves, and bowed deeply to Hua Xiong.

"Please be respected by the old man!"

"Master Cai is really polite."

Hua Xiong smiled and waved his hands.

"I don't know when Marquis Wen will be free. I will hold a banquet at the mansion and wait for Marquis Wen to visit."

Cai Yong looked at Hua Xiong expectantly.

"Yes, yes, when the time comes, let's exchange calligraphy together."

"Marquis Wen, don't hide your secrets."

Shi Sun Rui and the others also looked forward to it.

"Good talk, good talk."

Hua Xiong laughed, dismissed Shi Sun Rui and the others, and secretly made an appointment with Cai Yong to visit him tomorrow.

After drinking and eating, all the guests left the table.

Cai Yong held Hua Xiong's calligraphy and ink, and returned to his mansion as if he had found a treasure.

Although the night was dark, he still couldn't hold back his excitement, and turned on the lamp to observe Hua Xiong's thin golden body.

"Seconds, seconds!"

Seeing the excitement, Cai Yong couldn't help clapping his hands and laughing.

"Father, it's so late, why are you still awake?"

It turned out that Cai Ji, Cai Yong's daughter, heard the movement and got up to check.

Seeing Cai Yong's smirk in the middle of the night, she wondered if her father had lost his mind?

Cai Yong raised his head, saw his daughter, and immediately laughed.

"I got a very good pair of calligraphy today, come and have a look."

Cai Ji leaned over, poked her head in and looked, but couldn't help but be stunned.

After a while, she couldn't help but commented,

"The natural bone is beautiful, and the fun is kind. No wonder Dad, you don't sleep here in the middle of the night to observe."

Cai Yong smiled, "Guess who wrote this?"

Cai Ji pondered for a moment, then said softly,

"This font has never been seen before, and without more than 30 years of calligraphy practice, it is absolutely impossible to write at such a level. Presumably it is another calligraphy senior?"

Cai Yong burst out laughing, laughing until the second monk Cai Jizhang couldn't figure it out.

"Ji, this master will come to visit his father tomorrow, and you will know when the time comes."

Cai Yong laughed.

Hearing this, Cai Ji, who is a calligrapher, couldn't help but look forward to it.

Chapter 40 Temperament is well controlled

Early the next morning.

Cai Yong and Cai Ji's father and daughter ordered the servants to clean up the inside and outside of the house.

They waited for the calligrapher's arrival.

Three poles in the sun.

There was a voice of talking at the door, Cai Yong hurriedly led Cai Ji to stand up to greet her.

In Cai Ji's opinion, a calligrapher who can create such a thin gold body must be a white-haired old man with a refined atmosphere all over his body.

But when she saw Hua Xiong, she couldn't help being surprised.

Because Hua Xiong in front of him is really too young!

With a handsome face and a tall and mighty body, it looks like he is no more than 30 years old.

Especially the neat soft robe that Hua Xiong wore was enough to prove his status as a military officer.

Cai Ji secretly looked at Hua Xiong, her heart pounding like a deer.

"Marquis Wen, I'm looking forward to you."

Cai Yong stepped forward and held Hua Xiong's hand with an excited expression on his face.

Hua Xiong greeted him with a smile.

"Let me introduce, this is the little girl Cai Ji."

Hua Xiong looked at the woman in front of him, and couldn't help being slightly distracted.

Her appearance is sweet and elegant, which makes people intoxicated.

Born in Confucianism, she is different from Diao Chan, who was born in singing and dancing, and has a refined temperament all over her body.

She deserves to be the famous Cai Ji in history.

Cai Ji was recognized as a talented woman in the late Eastern Han Dynasty.

But her life was extremely miserable.

She inherited her father's calligraphy and temperament since she was a child.

At the age of three, she was able to tell from the sound which string her father had broken across a courtyard.

She married Wei Zhongdao earlier, but Wei Zhongdao died early, and the two had no children.

Cai Ji, who was accused of Kefu by the Wei family, had no choice but to return to her father.

Later, after Dong Zhuo was killed, his father Cai Yong was imprisoned for lamenting on Wang Yun's seat.

The Southern Huns rebelled against the Han Dynasty. Cai Ji was taken away by King Zuo Xian of the Huns. She lived in the north for 12 years and gave birth to two children.

Later, Cao Cao, who had a good relationship with Cai Yong, deliberately spent a lot of money to redeem Cai Ji from the Huns.

This ended her turbulent life.

Hua Xiong recalled what happened to Cai Ji in history, and there was a little pity and tenderness in his eyes.

But he stared at Cai Ji like this, which made Cai Ji's heart pound wildly.

Why is he looking at me like that? It's really a little bold.

"Ji, let me introduce you. This is Marquis Wen who repelled Ma Teng and beheaded Han Sui the day before yesterday. He is also the great calligrapher I mentioned to you."

Cai Yong said with a smile.

Cai Ji had already heard about Hua Xiong's brilliant deeds.

But what surprised her was that it was the second half of her father's sentence.

Is Hua Xiong the calligrapher?

She couldn't help but looked up at Hua Xiong, her eyes were suspicious.

"Father, are you joking with Ji?"

Hua Xiong is a military general, not to mention he is still so young, how could he be a master of calligraphy like thin gold body?

"See, Marquis Wen, Ji doesn't believe you." Cai Yong laughed loudly, "Ji, let Marquis Wen show it later, and you will know."

The three of them smiled and walked towards the mansion.

Above the lobby, the three of them sat down separately.

During the whole process, Cai Ji kept looking at Hua Xiong intently.

One is because he is really handsome.

The second reason is that she was really skeptical, thinking that Hua Xiong could not be that calligrapher at all.

This made Hua Xiong a little embarrassed.

"Hehe, Ji, you have been looking at me, and it seems that you don't believe me. It just so happens that the copybook I wrote yesterday was a bit hasty. I will make a new one today, and it will be a welcome gift."

Hua Xiong laughed.

Cai Yong was a little excited, and hurriedly called the servants to bring pens, inks, papers and inkstones.

Hua Xiong's eyes fell on Cai Ji, and fell into deep thought.

This made Cai Ji a little puzzled, what are you looking at me for?

Could it be that you can't write it?

"There is."

Hua Xiong chuckled and waved the brush in his hand.

The wrist is sometimes raised and sometimes lowered.

Flowing clouds and flowing water, pen and ink are like clouds and smoke, without the slightest stagnation.

It is enough to see how deep his foundation is.

Cai Yong watched intently from the side.

Cai Ji also swept away the previous contempt, and leaned forward.

"call"

Hua Xiong took a deep breath, slowly put down the pen in his hand, and looked at Cai Ji with burning eyes.

"This Luoshen Fu is dedicated to Miss."

Cai Ji looked at the paper, her beautiful eyes were full of shock!

Not to mention Hua Xiong's thin golden body, how refreshing and pleasing to the eye.

The Luoshen Fu made by Hua Xiong alone was enough to surprise Cai Ji from ear to ear.

Luoshen Fu is a Fu written by Cao Cao's son Cao Zhi.