Datang Institute of Technology

Xu Changsheng went to Xuanwumen every day, watched the patients drink the soup stewed with seaweed, and then left quietly, never defending himself.

Kelp soup is rich in iodine, which can cure the root cause, but it is not a magic medicine, and it is impossible to get immediate results.

During this period, Xu's Supermarket and Shenxian Restaurant were inevitably affected, and their business declined a lot. I heard that some people threw stones at their signs and ran away after smashing them, and no one could catch them.

The one who was most annoyed was Brother Changbai, who was bullied when he went out to play, and fought with others every day, "Changsheng, why are they scolding you, you are obviously saving them?"

For everyone in Xujia Village, they firmly believe that their little fairy will definitely save those people.

Xu Changsheng smiled, "They are ignorant."

After speaking, he looked at Brother Changbai again, "Do you want to be as stupid as them in the future?"

Brother Changbai quickly shook his head, he thought those people were too hateful, how could he be like them.

"Then I'll teach you to read." Xu Changsheng said, brother Changbai's age should be the time for enlightenment.

"I don't want to study, reading is not fun, I want to watch butchering pigs." Brother Changbai replied.

Xu Changsheng: "..."

Why are these words familiar?Seems like he said it.

He is taking a bad lead.

Xu Changsheng said, "If you don't study, you will become like them in the future, ignorant and ignorant."

Brother Changbai was entangled, he really didn't want to be like those people, scolding Changsheng all the time, Changsheng was obviously saving them, every time he heard them swearing, he was so angry that he wanted to fight with them.

Xu Changsheng was also thinking, for a child who doesn't like reading, it's impossible to forcefully read.

It seems that Changbai had to slowly cultivate his interest in reading, so first of all he had to compile a set of interesting children's textbooks, just to popularize scientific knowledge from a young age, and change their outdated cognitions little by little.

Education has never been rushed, and it is impossible to achieve it overnight. He still understands this truth, especially when the things he teaches may be incompatible with everything around him, let alone rush forward, that will only harm the people of this era. There was a violent collision.

Just like the heliocentric theory and the geocentric theory, didn't countless tragedies happen to such a simple thing?This seems unbelievable in modern times, but it is the truth.

A brand-new idea is not as easy to accept as imagined, and history can be used as a lesson.

While Xu Changsheng was studying in the Imperial College, he practiced calligraphy with Li Chengqian, and paid attention to his patients every day, and then allocated some time to compile his children's textbook, which is called popular science books for children.

Time passed little by little.

Those who come to smash their supermarket doors every day, those who deliberately swear loudly at their Immortal Restaurant every day, and even deliberately use swearing to show off their noble qualities, Xu Changsheng told the clan uncles to ignore them. When the time comes, they will naturally be ashamed Shame on people.

This time is not long.

About ten days or so.

Those patients who kept insulting at the Xuanwu Gate first lowered their voices, because some people's necks began to slowly reduce swelling.

The speed of swelling is not fast, but it is not slow, at least they can see it themselves.

The voices of cursing became weaker, and doubts arose in their hearts. Could it be that they were not possessed by some monster, but were really just sick?

Suddenly, what Prince Li Chengqian said to them came to their minds, what would they do if Xu Changsheng saved them and the people of Jiangnan Road?

Yes, back then they scolded happily, as if they had finally found a way to vent their anger, but...if Xu Jiazi was really trying to save them, how would they deal with it?

They can't forget at all, when they became neither human nor ghost, everyone was afraid of them, and everyone abandoned them.

If what Xu Jiazi said is true, then when they were abandoned by the world, only Xu Jiazi still cared about them, but they...

The scolding went out, and even the people who watched the excitement every day felt strange.

"Why don't they curse?"

"It was the Xu family who stopped His Majesty from offering sacrifices to heaven and made them lose their last hope. Why are they not cursing in grief and anger like they did a few days ago?"

Xu Changsheng came to Xuanwumen again.

He looked at the boiled kelp soup, because he was afraid that the medical officers who made the soup would dislike these patients, so he had to check it every day.

I scooped up a bowl with my little hand and tasted it myself, because the salt was added, it tasted quite good, and said, "Go and share it with them."

The medical officer nodded, and looked at Xu Changsheng with flickering eyes from time to time. No one knew the conditions of these patients better than them. These patients who were originally thought to be harmed by the devil began to improve.

Xu Changsheng still quietly watched these patients drink soup.

The difference is that today's patient is very quiet, and secretly looks at him from time to time.

The crowd of onlookers did not decrease because of the past ten days, but more.

Seeing that the patient had finished drinking, Xu Changsheng climbed onto Dabai's back and prepared to leave.

But suddenly, with a "snap", the bowl fell to the ground and shattered.

Xu Changsheng was taken aback for a moment, then looked back.

I saw an old man suddenly collapsed to his knees on the ground, and began to cry, with tears flowing down his face.

As the old man cried bitterly, the patients couldn't bear it any longer and cried together.

The onlookers were shocked, what happened?

If you don't swear today, why are you crying?

A shocking thing happened, the old man suddenly burst into tears and said to the adults and children next to them, "Quick, quickly kowtow to our great benefactor, we blamed him wrongly."

Rows of patients knelt on the ground with tears of repentance on their faces.

The people around were shocked, and then seemed to suddenly understand something, and looked at the child on the tiger's back with all eyes.

Xu Changsheng was taken aback for a moment, then the corners of his mouth turned up, saying that he was wronged, and... that was enough, that was what he wanted, after all, they were also poor people.

He said to the medical officials, "Let them get up, it's not their fault, it can only be blamed on those old ideas that are too harmful."

After finishing speaking, he yelled to the people around him again, "It's useless to sacrifice to heaven, do you know that?"

He was so dirty at the beginning, but now he proves with facts that he is right.

"Wow!"

The people around were clamoring, "Xu Jiazi is actually right, we... and the court officials are all wrong, it's not because of any monsters, it's not because of your Majesty's lack of virtue, but just a disease."

"If... if there is no Xu family son, how many people will die according to the old system of offering sacrifices to heaven."

The news spread quickly to the whole Chang'an, Xu Jiazi cured those patients with big necks, it was really just a disease, the news spread into the East Palace and into the Imperial Palace.

Li Chengqian just said "hmm" and continued to review the memorial, but the officials and servants of the East Palace were so happy that the East Palace, which was originally gloomy, suddenly became full of vitality. You must know that no one was optimistic about the Xu family at the time, only His Highness agreed. Standing up as a guarantor for the Xu family, it is also because of the crown prince's guarantee that the Xu family can carry out his healing method.

That is to say, without the crown prince, Xu Jiazi's healing method would not be able to be implemented at all. Their crown prince can be regarded as having saved the entire Jiangnan people, and the crown prince's position will be more stable. Those princes who always run towards the queen can have their princes This ability?

In the palace, Li Shimin also patted the table happily, "Okay! Let's see if all the officials dare to secretly speculate that I have lost my virtue. The Xu family is worthy of my Tang Dynasty talent."

His praise didn't avoid anyone, the fathers-in-law and court ladies glanced at each other, the Xu family's son might be favored in the future.

At this time, Xu Changsheng had already straightened his small body and walked towards the Imperial College.

And those patients in Xuanwu Sect refused to get up no matter how hard they pulled, and kept shouting, "We blamed the Xu family."

When Xu Changsheng returned to the Guozijian, all the students of the Guozijian basically got the news. Looking at Xu Changsheng's gaze, some people dodged in shame, and some nodded with a smile.

In any case, Xu Changsheng found that he was no longer the one who was excluded by everyone.

Brother Changbai followed Xu Changsheng with his bookbag, rolled his eyes when he saw people, and acted arrogantly like you are all fools. He didn't know how to refute Xu Changsheng when he saw people scolding him recently, so he was very angry.

Xu Changsheng walked into the dormitory. This class was taught by Ouyang Xun, a doctor of calligraphy.

Ouyang Xun is a true master of calligraphy, and his regular script is highly respected even by later generations.

To be a doctor in the Imperial College, one has to have some real skills.

Xu Changsheng sat on the seat, and to his surprise, no one was willing to sit with him before, but now there are people sitting in the surrounding seats, so he couldn't help but smile.

At this time, Ouyang Xun walked in and took a special look at Xu Changsheng, probably also heard the news that he cured those patients.

"You have been in my class for a few days, and you will have a small test today. Each of you will carefully write a calligraphy and hand it in." Ouyang Xun said while stroking his beard.

Underneath, brushes, ink, paper and inkstones began to be placed rustlingly.

The same is true for Xu Changsheng, because he is not as high as the table when he sits, so he brings a cushion every day, sits on the cushion, and this time can expose his upper body to the table.

A group of people are buried in writing.

Although calligraphy does not have a special test in the imperial examination, it is a measure of scoring. That is to say, no matter how good your essay is, if your handwriting is not good, it is not so easy to get a high score.

Xu Changsheng has recently practiced calligraphy with Li Chengqian, and he has... made some progress. Of course, this progress is compared with his original chicken feet. In the eyes of others, they are still just as horrible.

Calligraphy, either depends on talent or accumulated over time, and now Xu Changsheng doesn't practice any of it, so even if there is a famous teacher, that's all.

But he writes very seriously.

In about an hour, everyone has written almost the same.

Ouyang Xun said, "Leave the dormitory on your own after handing in the letter."

Book lessons take up slightly less time than other classes.

Xu Changsheng wrote a little slower. The classmates around him all stood up and walked out. When they passed by Xu Changsheng, they couldn't walk anymore, looking like a ghost.

Looking at the child who is serious about writing, it is reasonable for a child to write like this, but how do they feel about it?This is the true level of Xu Jiazi who scared Yan Hongwen so much that he dared not compare calligraphy?

The expression on his face is that wonderful.

Above, Ouyang Xun also saw it, and said, "Don't make a fuss, Xu Jiazi comes from the lineage of the great Confucian Xu Wenyuan, even if it is Xu Wenyuan's calligraphy, I have to praise it, and Xu Jiazi is practicing calligraphy with the prince recently, it is normal for you to be inferior of."

He was also afraid that his students would lose their confidence in learning, so he spoke comfortingly.

The classmates looked at each other, and the expressions on their faces became even weirder. Is the teacher praising Xu Jiazi for his handwriting?

Ouyang Xun was also surprised, what happened to these students?Could it be that Xu Jiazi's handwriting is really good enough to make them dumbfounded?

I couldn't help being curious, and walked down from the top.

Walked to Xu Changsheng and looked over.

Then, like swallowing a whole dead mouse, his whole face turned pale.

This...was written by his students?

After he was beaten to death, he dared not admit it, his hands were trembling.

At this time, Xu Changsheng had just finished writing, he raised his head and couldn't help but be taken aback, why did these people's expressions twitch?

But he reacted immediately, slipped off the stool and ran, "Sir, my homework is finished, I'm leaving first."

Just after finishing speaking, a group of roars came from behind, "Xu Jiazi, please leave, go and inform Yan Hongwen, and immediately compete with Xu Jiazi in calligraphy to avenge the students of our Imperial College."

At the beginning, their faces were so swollen, and now they still feel pain.

It was six against one, losing five games in a row. In the last game, the opponent was humble and deliberately left a little fig leaf for them.

but now……

"Xu Jiazi, where can I escape!"

"Stop! Stop!"

Xu Changsheng was so frightened that Sa Yazi ran even faster. They would definitely seek revenge on him, beat his face swollen, and maybe even paste his words on every part of the Imperial College.

too frightening.

Xu Changsheng was panting, but if he ran away this time, what would he do next time?

It is impossible not to come to the Imperial College.

He sighed and walked towards the Immortal Restaurant, he had to eat some bean curd to calm his shock.

Walking into the Immortal Restaurant, quite a few people were already seated.

Seeing Xu Changsheng coming in, the diners all looked at him with concern, and then murmured in a low voice, "It was he who tried his best to save those patients with big necks regardless of insults. I heard that Jiangnan Road also started to use his prescriptions to save them people."

"You don't know, when those people pointed at his nose and scolded him, he didn't say a word, but now it's all right, those who insulted him are probably ashamed to see others, especially those who think they are so great, and talk about Xu Jiazi everywhere in a high-profile way. A bad talker."

"He has done a great deed. When we came in just now, some people advised us not to come to this house. It is simply unreasonable. We must bring some three friends with us in the future."

Xu Changsheng thought, it seems that the news has already spread.

Walking to the counter, "Uncle Nineteen, how is business? Has anyone else thrown stones at our door?"

Uncle Nineteen has also been very aggrieved recently, and his business has suffered a lot. Hearing this, his eyes widened, "They dare, they have the nerve to come, a bunch of bastards who confuse black and white."

After finishing speaking, he continued, "Today, someone came to knock on the door. The neighbor found out and beat him up. Now the business has begun to recover."

Xu Changsheng nodded. After the news spread, their business would no longer be affected.

Immortal Restaurant now only has one bean curd, which is still a bit monotonous. It is not bad with so many diners, but how can Xu Changsheng be satisfied.

It seems that we have to find a way to add some dishes to the Immortal Restaurant.

Xu Changsheng ran upstairs, but he didn't expect Brother Changbai to be there, sitting on the table eating bean curd bite by bite.

This kid came here to grab some food when he had nothing to do. His shriveled body before has become rounder recently.

It's not an option to let Brother Changbai do nothing for a day.

The children's popular science books he has compiled in the past few days are almost done.

But he also encountered a problem. It is no problem for him to use the original manuscript to teach the elder Bo Geer, but there are so many children in Xujia Village, so everyone has an enlightenment textbook.

Gotta figure out a way to print it.

But... the textbooks he wrote are very different from the current books. In order to improve the interest of children like Brother Changbai who don't like reading, he drew a lot of interesting pictures, which is equivalent to a children's book combining pictures and text. Read it.

But how to print this?The current printing technology is still very backward, otherwise so many students would not be able to afford books, let alone print his pictures.

After Xu Changsheng thought about it, he might have to rely on himself.

Block printing is good, but it is known as the "living fossil" in the printing industry. It has been used for thousands of years, and it is simple, which shows its practical value.

Moreover, as long as the ink is replaced with dyes for dyeing cloth, color versions can be printed, which is very advanced in the current situation where black and white printing is very difficult.

As for his paintings, Uncle Sixteen could only use the principle of engraving and printing to forcibly sculpt them.

Although it is a bit troublesome, it can be done once and for all.

With a smile on his face, Xu Changsheng ran to write down the principles of his engraving and printing technique on paper, planning to be taken back to Xujia Village and handed over to Uncle Sixteen for research. He wrote it in detail and understood it at a glance.

Brother Changbai was stunned for a while, why didn't Changsheng eat?What are you doing?

Xu Changsheng still had classes in the afternoon and had to go to the Imperial College.

He hadn't finished writing the printing technique yet, so he saw that there was not enough time, so he had to eat something in two or three, took the paper with him, and went to the Imperial College to continue writing.

He sneaked back to the Guozijian, but as soon as he entered the dormitory, he looked at him intently.

"Xu Jiazi, you deceived us so much that you thought you were really humble, so you didn't compare calligraphy with Yan Hongwen."

Xu Changsheng thought to himself, he didn't lie, he just didn't say anything.

"Xu Jiazi, you are a crazy student. After humiliating the students of the Imperial College, how will you escape this time?"

Xu Changsheng said weakly, "I...I am also a student of the Imperial Academy now, and it is not an insult to the Imperial Academy to compete with each other."

"No matter, when did you compare calligraphy with Yan Hongwen? We also admit that you are outstanding, but we just want to see you get slapped in the face, what's the matter?"

It is estimated that they were too arrogant and arrogant before, but now these people are completely blatantly adding insult to injury.

Young people are always hot-blooded.

There are quite a few people booing.

In fact, Xu Changsheng is now one of the students of the Imperial Academy, even if he had won against them back then, it was just a rivalry between classmates now.

They don't have any intention of revenge, they just want to watch the excitement.

Xu Changsheng thought to himself, he can't escape, what should he do?

"Xu Jiazi, make an appointment quickly, we will all go to watch your competition when the time comes."

Xu Changsheng gritted his teeth, "Seven...seven days later."

There's no way to slap him in the face.

A group of guys who want to see him make a fool of himself, he will not follow their wishes.

The people around were taken aback, but Xu Jiazi actually agreed?

They are really just booing, just like teasing children.

Comparing Xu Jiazi's angry calligraphy with Yan Hongwen?

Someone has already ran out of the dormitory to tell Yan Hongwen the news.

Seven days later, the news of Xu Jiazi and Yan Hongwen's calligraphy competition spread like wildfire, causing an uproar.

Yan Hongwen even went to Ouyang Xun to read Xu Changsheng's calligraphy, and then he couldn't help laughing for a long time, and was scolded by Ouyang Xun, which was inappropriate.

Where does Xu Jiazi have the confidence to compare with him?

He was a little ashamed to bully others, because he was not at the same level at all, completely crushed.

In the dormitory.

Xu Changsheng had already begun to ignore people, and he continued to write about the principles of woodblock printing.

I randomly wrote something on the back, and drew something like a wooden stick. Whether it can save the day or not depends on it.

Because of Xu Changsheng's entry, the Guozijian was full of vitality like never before.

Of course, some people thought they were dancing too much, and looked at the culprit Xu Changsheng with a dark face all day long, um, that little old man Yan Wenshu.

Xu Changsheng felt that Yan Wenshu must be a good dean, do you know how strict it is?

You have to control even his habit of kicking and kicking, even if his steps are fast, and even if he swings his hands high.

Every move must be well-behaved and there is no mistake in the slightest.

Old fashioned old fashioned.

Sometimes Xu Changsheng felt that he was not a student in the Imperial College, but a concubine in the palace, and the little old man Yan Wenshu was the nanny who taught etiquette.

The good thing is that he is now more and more like an ancient scholar, and he walks unhurriedly, calmly and generously.

It is developing towards a little old-fashioned.

No one told him that he was a good student, he could learn everything quickly, um, except calligraphy.

In fact, they were all forced. If he didn’t do this, the little old man Yan Wenshu would take a ruler and say, “If you don’t learn etiquette, you won’t be able to stand up,” and then he would smack your ass, it’s terrible.

……

Xu Changsheng's letter was sent back to Xujia Village immediately.

Waiting for Uncle Sixteen's reply in fear, if Uncle Sixteen can't get what he wants, he will really be slapped in the face.

The city of Chang'an also became peaceful.

The group of people with big necks stayed in Xuanwu Gate for a few days, and when the swelling of their necks subsided, they also returned to Jiangnan Road.

Perhaps because of guilt, when he left, he ran to the door of Xu's supermarket, and swore to the Xu family that after they returned, they would definitely tell everyone about the kindness Xu Jiazi and the crown prince had towards them in Jiangnan Road.

The people of the Xu family have suffered for several days, but everyone else has been like this, and they can't say anything more. They just look at the people around them, with proud expressions on their faces. They dare to question their little fairy. Now they know that they are wrong. Bar?

Xu Changsheng couldn't see this scene because he was studying in the Imperial College.

The name of Xu Jiazi, along with the complete cure of this group of big neck diseases, once again spread in Chang'an.

If in the past, the people of Chang'an and the officials of the imperial court still regarded Xu Changsheng as a child, then now, some things have subtly changed.

Xu Jiazi first solved the problem of borrowing food from the Turks that they couldn't solve, and now they solved the problem of strange diseases in Jiangnan Dao that they couldn't solve. They had to ignore Xu Jiazi's age and look at his intelligence.

In the palace, Li Shimin was also waiting for news from Jiangnan Road. Once there was good news, he was ready to reward Xu Changsheng. This time, he helped him solve a big problem.

And Xu Changsheng was at the door of the bookstore again.

Because he invited Yan Hongwen to a calligraphy competition, the little old man said that he was competitive, and scholars should be modest.

I thought he was willing to compete in calligraphy because he was forced.

A passing student asked with a smile, "Xu Jiazi, the seventh day is approaching, how are you preparing?"

Bah, they thought he didn't know, and they all tried to see him make a fool of themselves, but they didn't follow their wishes.

Xu Changsheng is also anxious, because there is no news about Uncle Sixteen, and it is not a complicated craft. He wrote so clearly, there should be some movement.

He still underestimated the barriers of the times. What seems simple to him may not be seen by the craftsmen of the Tang Dynasty.

Fortunately, on the last night, what he asked for arrived.

Xu Changsheng touched his face, "Hmph, if you want to slap me in the face, there's no way."

On the second day, the atmosphere in the Guozijian was obviously different from usual.

I ran to Xu Changsheng's school early in the morning, "Why hasn't the Xu family come here today? Did he run away?"

"It's still early, he usually enters the dormitory by stepping on the spot."

When Xu Changsheng came, he saw that the outside of the school was full of people.

All smiled at him.

One and two smiling tigers.

"Xu Jiazi, are the pen, ink, paper and inkstone ready?"

"Xu Jiazi, don't get a stomachache then."

After finishing speaking, he laughed.

Didn't he just want to say that he escaped with a stomachache last time, and now he is mocking him, these scholars are really serious, just say it directly, and cover it up, as if he doesn't understand.

For some reason, the students of the Imperial College did not regard Xu Changsheng as a child, and did not feel that there was anything wrong with competing with a four-year-old child.

Thinking about it, this four-year-old child has won five games against them, five games, which is enough for them to ignore the age gap.

Xu Changsheng looked at a group of people who were trying to manipulate him with malicious intentions, and said solemnly, "You guys gather around here, do you know what my first class is?"

Like a little old-fashioned.

"Let's take a look at your desperate appearance in advance, and the other doctors can't care about it."

Xu Changsheng didn't speak, but straightened his back, kept his eyes straight, and took a few steps forward, each step was accurate, and the movements of his hands were also coordinated and natural, neither higher nor lower, and then made a standard The student saluted, "Morning, Dr. Yan!"

The lively crowd suddenly fell silent.

Really, the degree to which a needle drop can be heard in an instant.

Yan... Dr. Yan?Yan Wenshu?Xu Jiazi's first lesson is Yan Wenshu, a doctor of etiquette?

brush!

A group of people stood up straight, cupped their hands, and saluted, "Morning, Dr. Yan!"

But he didn't get an answer, but Xu Changsheng laughed loudly, and rushed into the school dormitory to see how powerful Old Man Yan is, he can suppress this group of boys in an instant just by his name.

"Xu Jiazi, do you dare to tease me?"

Xu Changsheng thought to himself, why didn't he dare? He even teased Li Er before, of course, if he was asked to tease Li Er now, he wouldn't dare if he was ten times more courageous.

"Xu Jiazi, you can just sneer, and the calligraphy competition will be held later, how do you do it?"

Xu Changsheng climbed onto the stool, hum, he is not afraid.

One thing, he didn't lie, the first class was really old man Yan's etiquette class.

Let the people outside make trouble, and they will feel better later.

The people outside don't care about so many now, they yelled at Xu Changsheng with red faces.

However, the yelling soon disappeared, and it was Yan Wenshu's old-fashioned voice without a trace of emotion, "As a student of the Imperial College, how is it proper to behave like this? Could it be that you will also behave like this when you go to the Golden Palace?"

Then, a long line of people stood outside the school building, singing 31 chapters of "Book of Rites".

Xu Changsheng covered his mouth, he was afraid that he would laugh out loud, so he told them that the first class was Old Man Yan's class, so he insisted on not listening.

Yan Wenshu walked into the dorm and looked at Xu Changsheng.

Xu Changsheng reflexively suppressed even the smile on his face, Old Man Yan hated hippie smiling faces the most.

The dormitory in the morning was fairly quiet, and no one who watched the excitement dared to approach.

In old man Yan's unique tone, which was neither fast nor slow, he spent the whole morning.

after school.

The students in the school dormitory didn't leave alone.

Yan Wenshu raised his eyelids. He knew what these students were waiting for, so he just said, "Don't go too far."

Then leave.

Xu Changsheng was taken aback, was old man Yan speaking for him?

It turned out that old man Yan didn't particularly hate him.

As soon as Yan Wenshu left, the whole school immediately changed.

"Xu Jiazi don't want to escape."

"Come and compete with us."

Why don't they go?It was because Xu Changsheng would slip away.

Xu Changsheng snorted, then picked up his small book bag and walked outside with his head held high.

The people around were taken aback, where did Xu Jiazi have the confidence at this time?

Xu Changsheng was surrounded by a group of people and went to the competition site, which was in the main courtyard of the Imperial College.

Overcrowded.

The main courtyard of the Imperial College is very large, but now it is densely packed with human heads.

Hmph, they all came to see his jokes.

In the main courtyard, two tables have been set up, one tall and one short.

Yan Hongwen was already standing at the edge of the table. When he saw Xu Changsheng approaching, he said, "Xu Jiazi, it's not that I'm trying to make things difficult for you, but... it's hard to turn down the kindness. Everyone pull me up."

Bah, Xu Changsheng thought, you are so happy that the corners of your mouth are curled up, and you still say you don't want to?

Xu Changsheng held his head high and held his chest high, "Isn't it just a competition of calligraphy? There's so much nonsense, hurry up and compare, and I'll go to the Immortal Restaurant for dinner after the competition."

Fortunately, he also invited Yan Hongwen to eat tofu curd, and he smiled so happily, he will definitely charge him double the price next time.

"Haha, let's go together." Yan Hongwen said.

The corner of Xu Changsheng's mouth twitched a little, because he was afraid that you wouldn't want to go with him later.

The two began to place pens, inks, papers and inkstones, and the people around them had already moved away for a certain distance in order not to affect their performance.

At this time, there was a commotion outside, and a voice came, "How about the old man preside over this competition?"

Xu Changsheng was stunned, it turned out to be Ouyang Xun, a doctor of calligraphy.

Xu Changsheng and Yan Hongwen looked at each other.

Of course you can't refuse.

Ouyang Xun was also curious for a moment, where did Xu Jiazi have the courage to compete with Yan Hongwen in calligraphy, so he came over to watch the excitement.

However, what is even more surprising is that many doctors have come one after another, even the Imperial College Kong Jijiu.

In a competition that was like a joke, so many doctors came unexpectedly, Yan Hongwen's expression became serious.

The two saluted and continued to play with pens, inks, papers and inkstones.

Ouyang Xun took a look and said, "Let's begin."

Yan Hongwen flattened the paper, pressed it well, adjusted his posture a little, and began to write. It would take about half an hour for them to silently write the micro chapter of "The Analects of Confucius".

Xu Changsheng also pressed the paper in a dignified manner, his great-grandfather used to use this paperweight.

Basically all eyes are on the two of them. Although they can't see the written words, a good writing habit is also included in calligraphy.

In ancient times, long robes were worn, and sleeves not stained with ink was the most basic requirement.

But surprisingly, Xu Changsheng didn't take out the brush, nor did he grind the ink.

Instead, he took out a small wooden stick in front of everyone.

Yes, it's a neat little stick.

Then he pressed his hands on the paper and buried himself in writing.

The posture of writing with a brush is very different. When writing with a brush, the body is a certain distance away from the paper, and Xu Changsheng presses the paper with his arm and pokes it with the small wooden stick.

What is Xu Jiazi doing here?What is that little stick?

The inexplicable move stunned a group of people, including those doctors.

But during the competition, they are not easy to come forward to disturb.

His eyes couldn't help looking at Ouyang Xun.

Ouyang Xun was also inexplicably surprised, did Xu Jiazi give up?But the behavior is too weird.

He is a referee, and he can be close to the sidelines.

Can't help but take a few steps forward, looking at the paper on Xu Changsheng's desk.

At first, he was taken aback for a moment, and then he couldn't move his eyes for a long time.

Ouyang Xun is a master of regular script. Xu Changsheng's well-proportioned square characters are exactly the same in size and shape, as if framed by a grid. The brush is relatively wide open and closed. It is not easy to do this. Impossible, and it is impossible to write such a small character.

Regular script emphasizes squareness and seeks differences from the same. That's why Ouyang Xun was so surprised, even a little shocked. It can be said that these characters written by Xu Changsheng are the most standard regular script.

He is a doctor of Guozijian, and he is also a doctor of examination papers every year, so he thinks a little more. In order to make the imperial examination more fair, the Tang Dynasty already had some systems to prevent fraud, but it seems that the effect is mediocre.

Because the handwriting of each candidate is so recognizable, especially the students with a little talent, they can almost recognize the handwriting when they look at it.

If the candidates all use such standardized regular script answer sheets, this problem can be eliminated.

Ouyang Xun looked at the small wooden stick in Xu Changsheng's hand again with interest, what is it?

It can be written without ink, and... the speed is so fast, almost several times that of a brush. It is a good choice to use this thing to transcribe old books.

Ouyang Xun took a few more glances, and then retreated silently.

"How? What is Xu Jiazi doing?" asked the familiar doctor.

Ouyang Xun thought for a while and replied, "I don't know how to start."

The doctors and the people around them were stunned.

Don't know how to start?What does this mean?

Could it be that Xu Jiazi gave up the competition and was fooling around?

Someone who had seen Xu Changsheng's handwriting once said, "Even if he really made some fools, it's impossible for his handwriting to improve by leaps and bounds in a few days, right? Xu Jiazi can't win."

Ouyang Xun frowned, and replied, "It's hard to say."

Xu Changsheng's regular script is so unique that he can't even compare it with others.

As far as Xu Changsheng's regular script is concerned, it can be said to be the most standard, but there seems to be something missing.

How to put it, the standard is a bit too much, but can you say that his handwriting is not good?No, because it is the most standard.

But it is too standard, but loses something.

Everyone was speechless, Dr. Ouyang is a master of calligraphy, why would he give an ambiguous answer, as if he couldn't comment?

How can this be?

At this time, Xu Changsheng had already raised his head, removed the paperweight, took off the paper, and said respectfully, "Sir, mine is finished."

Everyone was stunned and couldn't help but look at each other. How much time is this?The standard time for silently writing the Weizi chapter of "The Analects of Confucius" is about half an hour. They are competing in calligraphy, and they must pay more attention to each word.

How could it be done in such a short time?

They couldn't help but look at the small wooden stick on Xu Changsheng's desk. They could see clearly that Xu Jiazi wrote with that small wooden stick, and started discussing in low voices.

Even Yan Hongwen raised his head involuntarily, the ink almost spilled on the paper, his brows frowned, what is the Xu family up to?

Ouyang Xun took the paper from Xu Changsheng, nodded, and said nothing.

But the doctors next to him gave him winks one by one, show them quickly.

They have never been so curious about a student's pen and ink as they are now.

Ouyang Xun smiled, since he wanted to show them anyway, he handed it over.

Doctors circulated it one by one, and then frowned.

They probably knew why Ouyang Xun gave a difficult answer just now.

Because Xu Jiazi's handwriting looks very different from the current handwriting, it is not right to say that it is not good, and it is not right to say that he is good.

In general, there is no comparison at all.