Wang Lei didn't find it strange to Hu Zhao's expression. He was of poor background and had no conditions to study. He said that he could write good handwriting, which made anyone feel unbelievable.

When Han Mengyu looked at him, didn’t he believe it?

Of course, Wang Lei also felt a little secretly happy in his heart. Han Mengyu's words came at the right time. Hu Zhao was arrogant and wanted to impress Hu Zhao, or wanted Hu Zhao to go to Ye County. With the little trick in Wang Lei's belly, it was impossible to persuade Hu Zhao. The only thing that could be taken out was the Yan style character, which happened to be Hu Zhao liked.

Wang Lei walked to the desk and sat down, looking peaceful.

Hu Zhao waited quietly, without urging him.

Wang Lei picked up his pen, dipped the tip of the pen back and forth in the inkstone, thinking about what to write? With the memories in Wang Lei's mind, it is definitely easy to copy an amazing ancient poem, but the consequences of plagiarism also have great problems.

Therefore, Wang Lei does not want to plagiarize poems from later generations.

Wang Lei did not write for a while, and he was so anxious that the old man beside him.

The old man frowned and scratched his head and ears. He had already decided that Wang Lei could not write, so he couldn't move. On the contrary, Han Mengyu still looked calm. Sima Yi opened his eyes wide and said in a muffled voice: "Uncle Hutou, you haven't started writing yet, don't you know how to write?"

Wang Lei smiled but no answer.

Hu Zhao stared at Wang Lei's posture of holding the pen, and he had no intention of contempt in his heart. He believed that Wang Lei could write. For a person who has been immersed in Yin calligraphy for many years, it is enough to see whether a person can write from his sitting posture, holding the pen, etc. Wang Lei's posture of holding the pen is upright and he is an expert at first glance. This has proved everything, and Hu Zhao was not in a hurry either.

Suddenly, Wang Lei's heart moved and he had the content of writing.

If you don’t excerpt the poems from later generations, just excerpt a poem that already exists.

Dipped in ink, Wang Leiluo wrote.

"Why do you say you have no clothes? You are in the same comrade with your son. The king set up his army and repaired my spear. He is in the same vengeance with your son!

Is it true that I have no clothes? I am in the same womb as my son. The king raised his troops and repaired my spear and halberd. I worked with me!

Isn’t you saying that you don’t have clothes? I have the same clothes as you. The king of you builds your army and builds your armor and soldiers. Let me go with you!"

A song "Qin Feng; Wuyi" was written by Wang Lei.

"Qin Feng; Wuyi" is a very classic piece in "The Book of Songs". Wang Lei excerpts this poem without any major problems. After writing a pair of words, Hu Zhao stared at Wang Lei blankly, his eyes full of surprise. The look at Wang Lei also had a hint of looking at the monster. People who have never read books actually wrote such good words.

The font is strong and powerful, and it is majestic. Such words make Hu Zhao's eyes lit up.

incredible!

Too unbelievable!

Sima Yi saw Hu Zhao's expression and said, "Teacher is possessed again, alas..." He was a little bitch, and his words made everyone present smile.

The old man couldn't help but say: "Tiger head, when did you learn to write?"

Wang Lei said: "I'll always do it!"

The old man said, "Why don't I know?"

Wang Lei replied with a smile: "You didn't ask me to write for you, of course I don't know."

The old man smiled embarrassedly, but there was endless glory on his face. Hu Zhao despised Wang Lei just now, but now Wang Lei's words shocked Hu Zhao, a great scholar, and the old man was so happy.

Zhao Yun stared at the words on the desk, quite moved.

Wang Yue and Tong Yuan were also extremely surprised, and they couldn't understand Wang Lei at this time.

No one expected that Wang Lei's handwriting was so amazing.

After Han Mengyu waited for the ink to dry, she bent down to put away Wang Lei's words. As soon as she started to do something, Hu Zhao suddenly became anxious and reached out to stop him and said, "Don't collect, don't collect, this character is mine, and it was given to me by Zigu, the junior of Zigu."

Han Mengyu grabbed a corner of the paper and said, "You and the old man are old friends and have nothing to do with the young master. They all talk about their own things. How can you say that the young master is your junior? Mr. Hu, let go quickly and don't let me be rude."

Hu Zhao's face turned red and his ears flushed, and he said, "This is mine! Let go, you little girl, why isn't you at all implicit?"

"You are just messing around!" Han Mengyu retorted directly.

Wang Lei praised this action repeatedly, but Wang Lei still didn't say anything, watching Hu Zhao and Han Mengyu's argument quietly. Wang Lei wanted Hu Zhao to go to Ye County, but now it was a great opportunity to quarrel. How could he take the initiative to help Hu Zhao?

Hu Zhao looked at Wang Lei for help and said, "Zigu, take care of your woman?"

Wang Lei shrugged and said helplessly: "Mr. Hu, Mengyu is my fiancée. I wrote a deck of words and she packed it up for me, which is normal!"

"You, you..."

Hu Zhao let go of his hand and sighed softly.

He watched Han Mengyu put away the words, clenched and loosened his hands, clenched and loosened his hands, with a look of regret.

"Tell me, how can I give me the words?"

Hu Zhao stared at Wang Lei, and occasionally glanced at the words in Han Mengyu's hand.

Hu Zhao did not seek fame and fortune, and his only preference was calligraphy. Now he had a pair of excellent characters in front of him, and even a font that never appeared before him. Hu Zhao could not keep his heart calm, and he just wanted to get Wang Lei's words.

Wang Lei smiled and said, "It's very simple. Mr. Hu and I go back to Ye County."

"You are shameless!"

Hu Zhao was angry and stared at Wang Lei fiercely.

Sima Yi pouted and said, "Uncle Hutou, I think you are so shameless, and he actually took advantage of the situation to rob!" After a pause, Sima Yi said, "You are the first person who can make the teacher defeated, and I like it."

"You dead child, go there and ask you to copy a book a hundred times tonight."

Hu Zhao glared at Sima Yi and looked at Wang Lei again.

Wang Lei said: "Mr. I don't seek fame and fortune, and I don't like the mixed feelings of the officialdom. I understand. When I went to Ye County, I did not invite Mr. to become an official, but just let Mr. settle in Ye County to ask questions from him. At present, Xun Chen, the master of the country, is preparing to call on famous calligraphers from all over the world to gather in Ye County to exchange his calligraphy experience. Mr. Hu's handwriting is unique, and it's a pity to miss it."

Hu Zhao's eyes lit up and he said, "Sure enough, don't you force me to become an official?"

Wang Lei said loudly: "Of course!"

"Okay, I agree."

Hu Zhao looked at Han Mengyu, rubbed his hands, and said, "Give it to me!"

Han Mengyu smiled sweetly and gave Hu Zhao the book and painting he had put away. After Hu Zhao took it, he sat down directly, left everyone present, and carefully analyzed Wang Lei's font. Looking at the vigorous feeling shown by the strokes and strokes, Hu Zhao sighed repeatedly, and even called him a monster in his mouth.

When Zhao Yun saw Wang Lei easily win over Hu Zhao, his heart sank.

With Hu Zhao's help, it would be difficult for Gongsun Zan to defeat Wang Lei.

After Hu Zhao's affairs were resolved, the group of people traveled by the river.

After lunch, at around 2 pm, Zhao Yun came to Tong Yuan's side and said, "Teacher, I have announced the fake to the Lord this time. You are about to go to Ye County, and it is time for me to return to Zhongshan Country."

Tong Yuan had a kind look and asked, "Zilong, all the teacher can teach you is martial arts. Ruth, you can walk by yourself. Your decision is supported by the teacher, I just hope you pay more attention to safety."

Zhao Yun nodded and said, "Teacher, take care of yourself!"

Immediately, Zhao Yun said goodbye to the old man, Wang Yue and Hu Zhao again. Wang Lei learned that Zhao Yun was going to return to Zhongshan Kingdom, came to Zhao Yun's side and said, "Zilong, I'll give you it!"

Zhao Yun refused, and Wang Lei rode a horse to send Zhao Yun away without saying a word.
Chapter completed!