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"That's right. When Ning Que first arrived in Chang'an, Qihaixue Mountain's seventeen orifices only connected six. The road of cultivation took three months, and I entered the Dongxuan Realm."

As soon as these words came out, Zhuo Zhihua and the others felt a severe impact. Three months of practice surpassed their more than ten years of practice. This talent is so terrifying, no wonder he is Mr. Thirteen.

"Excuse me, Senior Brother Chen, how did you help Renqing Haixueshan to understand?"

Mo Shanshan's heart skipped a beat. There is actually someone in the world who can help people understand. Has Tang Ren's strength reached this level?She can imagine that only the master has such ability.

"This method cannot be replicated. I only got a small amount of the treasures of heaven and earth that I gave Ning Que to open his mind. That boy Ning Que owed me a lot of favors. He was not well-known at first, and his old pen studio had no customers. I wrote a piece of calligraphy and hung it in his old pen studio before someone went to buy his copybook."

Jiang Haiyu leaned on Ning Que's shoulder with one hand, and Ning Que rolled his eyes when he heard it. Are you talking to Mochiyuan or him? It's not about collecting debts, is it?

Thinking about it carefully, Ning Que really owed a lot, but we are all brothers, so there is no need to make it so clear.

"Senior Brother Chen, you are also a good bookmaker? Can Shanshan ask you to copy a few words for me?"

Mo Shanshan was very pleasantly surprised. She often copied the chicken soup post, which lacked a lot of charm, and it should be somewhat different from the calligraphy copied by Chen Twelve, who had seen Ning Que's original work.

Chapter 264 Women are big hooves

"Sangsang, young master, I'm drunk today, so I won't come back to sleep. Remember to drink the leftover chicken soup on the pot."

Jiang Haiyu read word by word, and couldn't help but look at Ning Que, and then at Mo Shanshan, as if he was very disgusted. This sentence looks good at first glance, but it is completely different when combined with the background.

"Senior Brother Chen, is there any problem with this passage?"

Mo Shanshan was very puzzled, she only cared about Sangsang, what kind of woman is worthy of Mr. Shisan's constant concern, and how excellent she should be.

"Girl Shanshan, I didn't mean you. This chicken soup post was actually written by Ning Que. After Hongxiu Zhao was drunk, he left his little maid Sangsang's words. Later, old man Yan Se got it, and he regarded it as a treasure. Zhibao, if the academy hadn't stopped him, the old man Yan Se would have stopped him halfway."

The source of the chicken soup post was narrated by Jiang Haiyu. Everyone looked at him, and Ning Que on the side covered his forehead. His twelfth senior brother blackmailed him in front of him!

unacceptable.

"Senior brother Chen, where is the red sleeve trick you mentioned?"

Tmall Girl is curious about everything. Most of the merchants who came to Dahe Country in the past traded in Tang Country's special products. They have heard of some famous shops at most, but they have never heard of the red sleeve trick.

"The brothel."

Jiang Haiyu paused, and slowly spit out two words. The bodies of many women from the Dahe Kingdom froze. Mr. Thirteen's handwriting was good, and he never thought of a human being as a dog.

"Senior brother Chen, don't you often go to the red sleeve tricks!"

Ning Que couldn't stand it, and immediately retorted that they fell in love with each other and destroyed each other's image. Since you don't want me to have a good time, I will also destroy your image.

Sure enough, after being told by Ning Que, Mo Shanshan and the others looked at him with burning eyes, but Jiang Haiyu's heart was calm, these were just small scenes.

"Can I be like Ning Que? Master Jian recruited by the red sleeve is my aunt, and I go to drink with Master Yan Se, and occasionally fight with Master Yan Se. You don't know what Ning Que is thinking?"

Jiang Haiyu stared at Ning Que playfully, you begged Jane and everyone several times, but was seriously rejected every time, otherwise, with your Ning Que's temperament, don't turn the red sleeve trick upside down.

"Miss Shanshan, actually Ning Que's post on flowers blooming is not bad. It is the common long-cherished wish of King Tang and Mr. Shisan to make fish leap into the sea at this moment and flowers bloom in the sky on the other side."

Jiang Haiyu suddenly said good things to Ning Que, and Ning Que looked at him in a daze, what's going on, just after blackmailing himself, he just cleaned himself up, he Ning Que is in your heart, shouldn't he be useless!

In the speeches of his twelve senior brothers, he usually described Long Qing as just a cat or a dog, but he was described as inferior to Long Qing, in short, even worse than a cat or a dog.

"Senior Brother Chen, Shanshan has never seen a flower blooming post."

Mo Shanshan shook his head. The flower post has always been in the hands of King Tang, and she has never seen it before. Only the post with chicken soup is a calligraphy work she admires.

"Well, unfortunately, I have seen it, and Zhong Dajun has seen it too, but I don't like copying other people's words, so I can write a few words casually, let Zhong Dajun write them for you to see."

With a wave of Jiang Haiyu's hand, the writing brush immediately fell into his fingertips, circled around his fingers and returned to its place, and he wrote the four characters of "Shameless Ning Que" in a flamboyant and unrestrained outline.

The corner of Ning Que's mouth twitched at the side. Didn't he put it in the old pen studio, and there were privately printed characters by Mr. Twelve, but it was written out again. He was so envious of Jiang Haiyu's writing style, it was so handsome.

"Good word."

Mo Shan Shanguang analyzed from the characters, Jiang Haiyu's characters are definitely not inferior to hers, and even surpassed her existence, already able to stand shoulder to shoulder with her master, Tang Guo has all the talents.

"Miss Shanshan is awesome. Last time I met Ning Que, I also gave him these four words. Zhong Dajun, go and imitate Ning Que's post about flowers blooming. This guy's writing is so resembling that everyone can't tell the difference. .”

Nonsense, the words written by myself can be separated into a hammer. I saw Ning Que holding the brush and trying to write handsomely, but his strength did not allow him. He couldn't learn Jiang Haiyu's writing style.

That kind of writing style is suitable for the elegant style, but Ning Que's writing has a hidden blade and full of killing intent. Even if Jiang Haiyu taught him the technique, he would not be able to learn it.

I could only follow the steps and wrote down the five big characters of "Flowers Bloom on the Other Side", which is more profound and charming than Mo Shanshan's copy of the chicken soup post.

"Senior Brother Chen, Senior Brother Zhong, you are all very good. I thought that in calligraphy, few people in the world can stand shoulder to shoulder with me. It seems that you are a frog at the bottom of a well."

In fact, Mo Shanshan is very conceited when it comes to calligraphy. He thinks that among the younger generation, only Mister Shisan Ning Que can surpass her, but when he saw her today, he was really shocked.

The two senior brothers in front of me have never heard of them before, but their good handwriting seems to surpass her. The Tang Kingdom has a lot of talents, and she still needs to be humble and work hard.

"Lord Mo Shan is humble. We are not unknown people in Tang Dynasty, but we are usually relatively low-key."

Jiang Haiyu smiled contemptuously. Among them was the rightful owner you mentioned, but we kept our identities incognito and used fake names, and he didn't want to dampen Mo Shanshan's enthusiasm because of this.

"Senior Brother Chen, can you write a few more words?"

The bookworm girl looked at him expectantly, one was a calligrapher who was not inferior to the sage of calligraphy, and this way was ahead of her, and the other was copying handwriting, although both were very good, but the former attracted Mo Shanshan more.

"good."

Afterwards, Jiang Haiyu took up a pen to write for Mo Shanshan, and the girls from Dahe Kingdom surrounded them one after another.

???

Ning Que looked at everyone stupidly, women are big pigs, you changed your mind too quickly, didn't you still like my words just now?As a result, a second later, he rebelled.

"One piece of calligraphy, one stroke, one stroke, one stroke, is life."

Although Jiang Haiyu's handwriting is very elegant, it explains life. Without super experience, it is impossible to write it. Of course, there is a certain possibility that it is a gifted type.

Everyone seemed to be having a calligraphy party, working until very late before going to bed, but in the morning, an unexpected visitor came to the camp in Mochiyuan.

"Who dares to trespass into the Mochiyuan camp?"

Zhuo Zhihua led the girls in Mochiyuan to stare at the monks from the Moonland Kingdom who were not kind. It is obviously not a good thing to come to find fault at this time.

"I am a disciple of Master Baita Quni after the moon. My master is resting in the place where the wind and sand are the biggest. We want to exchange camps with you."

Such an affirmative tone is obviously bullying. The Moonland Kingdom is not a big country, so it relies on the support of Xiling, and the Dahe Kingdom is close to the Tang Kingdom, but far away from the Tang Kingdom. The Tang Kingdom cannot take care of it in time, so it is easy to bully.

"Oh, when you allocated the camp, you first picked the high ground with the sun, and left this cold and damp place to us. Now that there is a hot spring here, you want to grab it."

Zhuozhihua's tone also became strong, they were bullied everywhere, this Qunimadi relied on her seniority, she was the sister of the Lord of the Moon, so she didn't do anything about it.