Red Mansion: Unparalleled Jade Young Master/red Mansion: Wrongly Married Qin Keqing at the Beginning

Zheng Yun put down the pen, with a smug smile on his mouth. He was very satisfied with his work. He had won this round.

At this time, two young servants came to the stage, carefully holding the paper he wrote on, and came to the front of several judges.

Those who stretched their necks finally saw the words written by Zheng Yun.

And at this sight, they all exclaimed in surprise, and the voices of praise were endless:

"This word is really good."

"As expected of the champion! This calligraphy is so pleasing to the eye."

"I'll just say, this move Jia Jue will definitely lose."

……

When several judges looked at it, their eyes lit up.

Zhu Qi was the first to open his mouth and praised: "This action pen is quick and strong, calm and cheerful, outspoken and free! Wonderful! Wonderful!"

Sun Yi, a wine sacrificer at the Imperial College, praised his beard: "What's even more rare is that the writings of Mr. Zheng have integrated various styles of brushwork, so that both the structure and the brushwork are full of changes, which is really rare!"

"As expected to be the number one talent in Northern Zhili, who is excellent in both poetry and calligraphy, this calligraphy has already reached a state of swaying, unrestrained, and unrestrained. It's rare, really rare!" Liu Zhoucheng, the academician of the Hanlin Academy, shook his head. Said, his expression full of intoxication.

"The words of several adults are very true. In the copybooks written by Zheng Gongzi, there are several words for 'crazy'.

Even Zhao Bin, who was not dealing with the Zhongshun Palace, nodded and said, "Well written, excellent work."

Zhao Lei on the side showed a smug smile. He glanced at Zheng Yun's desktop, and pretended to be surprised and said, "Huh? Look at the paper on the table."

Zhu Qi's complexion changed, and she came to the stage to look at the paper on Zheng Yun's desktop, but saw that the current piece of paper turned out to be exactly the same as the one written by Zheng Yun, but the color was slightly lighter.

His complexion changed, he seemed to have thought of something, and quickly reached out and picked up the second one, but the result was still the same content, only the color was lighter.

Sun Yi and Liu Zhoucheng's expressions also changed, and they hurriedly continued to look, only to see the following sheets of paper, still the same, until the sixth sheet was over.

"Strength through the back of paper!" They looked at each other and exclaimed together.

Yes, this is the sophistication of the legendary calligraphy, which penetrates the back of the paper.

Whoa!

Everyone was in an uproar, looking at Zheng Yun's eyes full of amazement.

Zheng Yun smiled lightly when he saw this, and his smile was full of pride.

On the other hand, Jia Zheng had a dark face and a shady face. He had already lost his calligraphy, and this "divine" was also a must-lose game. The second of the four questions had been eliminated, and it was time to stop.

Forget it, I just want to win one game and save the last face.

Chapter 31 This Life Is Enough

Everyone's praise for Zheng Yun continued for a long time before it ended, and at this time, they realized that this is not Zheng Yun's personal calligraphy exhibition, but a competition between two people, and he still has opponents.

They quickly looked aside, but saw Jia Jue sitting upright and motionless.The paper on his desk was blank, not a word was moved.

He just gave up! ?

There was deep disappointment and contempt in everyone's eyes.

"What? The omnipotent Young Master Jia, is this going to admit defeat?" Zhao Lei asked Jia Jue with a sneer.

Several judges frowned and looked at Jia Jue, and Zhu Qi quickly persuaded:

"Jia Gongzi, the outcome is not yet determined, why should you give up lightly?"

Qing Xuan also said softly: "Master Zhu is very true, Young Master Jia, just do your best, no matter the victory or defeat, it will be a breakthrough."

Jia Zheng sighed and felt a little regretful. Why didn't he invite a famous teacher to guide Jia Jue, but if he had practiced calligraphy, it would not be like this.

In the eyes of everyone, Jia Jue laughed: "Master Zhu, Master Qingxuan, why did I say I would give up?"

what?

Everyone's eyes were full of doubts and they didn't give up, so why didn't you write?

Jia Jue smiled and said, "I don't write it, because this table is too small, so I need to change a long case. Since the champion has already started writing, I will wait for him to finish before changing it, so as not to disturb him."

Everyone was speechless when they heard the words, and there was a hint of embarrassment in Qing Xuan's eyes.

Zhao Lei snorted coldly: "The talent is not high, and the requirements are high. I want to see what kind of characters you can write."

Although he was upset, he still complied with Jia Jue's request and found a servant to bring a long case for him.

Jia Jue spread the paper on the slip and asked Zhao Lei, "How can you write without alcohol?"

Zhao Lei glared at him angrily, and then brought the servant to the wine cellar to get wine.

After taking the jug brought by the servant, Jia Jue raised his head and poured it into his mouth.

Goo-dong, goo-dong.

A gulp of wine poured into his mouth.

"Okay! Brother Jia is good at drinking!" Zhao Bin praised loudly when he saw this. He has always enjoyed wine, and seeing Jia Jue drinking in such a wild manner, he felt joy and appreciation from the heart, and the title of Jia Jue became " Brother Jia".

Qingxuan looked at Jia Jue, a bright color flashed in her beautiful eyes, if other men drink like this, she only thinks the other man is rude, but Jia Jue drinks like this, she finds it pleasing to the eyes, and even has a feeling of being free and easy.

"Humph! It's just that I have a good leather bag." Zheng Yun couldn't help but feel a tinge of jealousy when he saw Jia Jue's attitude.

"Good wine!"

Jia Jue drank all the wine in the jug, put the jug aside, then rolled up his sleeves, lifted up his robe, and stood in front of the table.

This scene made everyone frown, and some of them were stubborn, even thinking that Jia Jue's move was insulting.

No one writes like that.

Under the disdainful eyes of everyone, Jia Jue took a deep breath and picked up the pen.

At this moment, an inexplicable feeling escaped from his body, and in the eyes of everyone, he seemed to be a pen.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Qi, Sun Yi, and Liu Zhoucheng all changed their expressions, and they stood up in unison, looking at Jia Jue with shock and disbelief in their eyes.

Zheng Yun's expression changed greatly, and he muttered, "No, it's impossible! He's only in his teens, how is that possible?"

"Several adults..." Qing Xuan was stunned when she saw this, and wanted to speak.

But before the words were finished, they were interrupted by Zhu Qi and the three of them together: "Silence!"

Qing Xuan was stunned for a moment, her eyes were full of confusion, but at this moment, Jia Jue moved.

I saw that his hand holding the pen quickly started writing on the paper, and the pen moved between the dragon and the snake, and the movement was so fast that it was almost impossible to see.

Everyone was shocked. They had never seen anyone who could write calligraphy so fast, not even cursive script.

"Humph! So fast? Could it be that he is drawing a talisman?" Zhao Lei sneered.

This made many people laugh lowly, but soon, they stopped laughing.

Because they felt a unique charm from Jia Jue's body, which was wild and uninhibited.

It is a kind of detached freedom!

How could this be?

Everyone's face changed, and their eyes were full of shock and disbelief.

Qing Xuan also finally understood at this time, why Zhu Qi had to shut herself up just now, because the noisy voice would interfere with Jia Jue and interfere with his entry into the mysterious and mysterious mood.

Yes, mood.

This is an extremely mysterious realm. It is said that it can only be triggered after the achievement of something has reached its peak.

This is also the realm she dreams of reaching, but unfortunately, although her piano skills are high, she is still far from reaching such a realm. I didn't expect Jia Jue's calligraphy skills to have reached such a level!

"No! It's impossible! It must be a coincidence!"

Zheng Yun looked at Jia Jue with shock and unwillingness in his eyes. He has practiced calligraphy for more than 20 years, but he has not even touched the edge of artistic conception. How could Jia Jue, a bastard who has never been taught by a famous teacher, have such a state!

It must be a coincidence!He happened to be in such a state!

"Although the artistic conception was triggered by chance, your foundation is not as good as mine after all! After 20 years of hard work, you can't surpass it by chance! I must be the one who wins!" Zheng Yun gritted his teeth and growled.

In the eyes of everyone, time passed slowly, and after writing the last word, Jia Jue finally stopped writing.

Book into.

He put away the pen and slowly stepped aside.

Everyone looked at the case in unison. Although they couldn't see it clearly, they could feel the unparalleled momentum and oppression.

Zhu Qi, Sun Yi, and Liu Zhoucheng couldn't wait for the servant to bring the calligraphy, but they ran to the stage in unison and looked at Jia Jue's calligraphy.

And this look made them all look shocked.

Sun Yi's old face flushed with excitement: "This, this, this is simply a book of immortals! This word is unpretentious and unpredictable, like thousands of floating clouds, like golden snakes dancing wildly, and like a tiger on a dragon's plate, the expression is a thousand miles away. , it can be described as shocking.”

"Looking at its shape, it is done in one go, and the eyes are full of 'meaning' and 'regardless of right and wrong'. It can be said to be extremely arrogant. But although madness is rough, it does not break the law. Every point and every painting, there are rules, subtle strokes, between words The transition is explained clearly and clearly, and there is absolutely no sense of artificiality. Such calligraphy skills are admirable!" Liu Zhoucheng sighed.

Zhu Qi's excited face was trembling slightly: "Its momentum is like a stormy sea, and its rhythm is harmonious and staggering, which is really amazing. And the changes in the structure of the characters, the weight and the dryness of the lines are all at the top of the cursive script, it can be said" There is no ancient person before, and no one will come later'. This old man can see such calligraphy in his lifetime, this life is enough, enough!"

Chapter 32

Seeing the three of them look like this, everyone was incomparably surprised. Qing Xuan, Zhao Bin, Zhao Lei, and Jia Zheng all joined up, but at this sight, their expressions were also shocked.

"This is the only word I have ever seen in my life. No one writes it better than you." Zhao Bin gave Jia Jue a thumbs up.

Qingxuan took a deep look at Jia Jue and praised: "Although Qingxuan doesn't understand calligraphy, he also knows that Jia Gongzi's calligraphy should be the pinnacle."

Zhao Lei glanced at Jia Jue with a dreadful look. The information obtained from Jia's residence did not include Jia Jue's calligraphy.

And Jia Zheng looked at Jia Jue's calligraphy, his eyes were about to pop out. He originally thought that Jia Jue's calligraphy was extremely poor, but he didn't expect that his calligraphy was so shocking. A generation of masters.

He looked at Jia Jue, and then at the words on the case, his face full of confusion. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have been able to connect the two together.

Is this Jia Jue?

His calligraphy is so outstanding?

Why doesn't he know this as an old man?

"Then, who won this round?" He suddenly thought of a key question and asked.

This question caused a momentary silence in the arena.