I trained my sister to the eighth level of boxing

Chapter 1460: Write the Thousand-Character Essay Again
Zhuo was very proud.

Yesterday's manuscript of the official newspaper had already caused an uproar as soon as it reached Jinzouyuan, and by the afternoon it had completely aroused attention. Fortunately, he had the foresight to send an official to wait at the place where the Di newspaper was engraving, and brought the manuscript back as soon as it was finished, which made a group of people who wanted to steal the manuscript for study very embarrassed.

The Hongmeng Sect is in such a miserable state now that it is suppressed in every aspect and is breathless. But this time, he showed his face. The Hongmeng sect, which has always been said to be weak-minded, has someone who can surpass the Xiaoyun sect in calligraphy. It's really exciting.

"I came to you today just to ask you for some calligraphy lessons." Zhuo Buran's attitude was so kind that he was a little humble, "I wonder, my dear son-in-law, who did you learn calligraphy from?"

"What calligraphy?" Lu Ziqing immediately looked confused. If his calligraphy teacher was actually Wushan layman from Lingxiao Academy's Shujian Hall, the next second of the show would be Master Zhuo angrily murdering his virtuous son-in-law.

"Hey, haven't you ever had a teacher?" Zhuo Ran was surprised, "Is your calligraphy inherited from your family?"

"Exactly." Lu Ziqing quickly compiled it, "My father is an upright man, and he is also very strict about calligraphy."

Zhuo, who was in charge of the Ministry of Personnel, had naturally seen Lu Yucun's calligraphy before, and he had felt very early on that Lu Yucun's calligraphy was just that. There were too many Fangzheng calligraphy, and Lu Yucun's calligraphy was not superior at all. Could it be said that Lu Ziqing actually practiced it himself? Oh my God, I have never had the opportunity to see the name of this son-in-law before, so beautiful things are almost covered in dust!
Zhuo Buoran said: "Calligraphy pays attention to eclecticism, and the rules are only taught by Meng Tong. I am very interested in your calligraphy. You might as well write something wild and wild, and we, son-in-law, can have some fun. The writing method is very important. Don’t be restrained, let’s just write about our personality.”

Lu Ziqing pretended to be sincere and afraid to refuse. While saying, "How dare you, my son-in-law, be so presumptuous?" he splashed ink, the sky and the earth were black and yellow, and the universe was vast. Alas, the paper could not be written on.

As soon as Zhuo Ran saw these eight words, his scalp was numb, and his whole body felt like electricity. He just wanted to exclaim, "I'm going to kill you!" This is really a pen like a dragon! Vigorous Qiuyou! Magnificent!

"Wonderful son-in-law, wait a moment!" Zhuo Buoran immediately opened a book box with "Book of Rites" on the cover from behind the bookshelf, and took out a bottle of wine. Let's have a drink first to calm down.

Lu Ziqing thought, isn't this just to calm down? You are clearly trying to cause trouble.

The two raised their glasses and drank it all in one gulp. Then Zhuo Buoran took out the best gold-sprinkled paper, spread it on the table, and said loudly: "Xianxiang, you will have fun writing today! I will grind the ink!"

The pine smoke ink worth a hundred gold was taken out, and the spiritual mist turned into rootless water. Zhuo Bu, the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, grinded the ink with his own hands.

Lu Ziqing wrote the thousand-character essay he dedicated to Zhuo Buran in another life eloquently. He was just halfway through writing, but Zhuo was so excited that his blood was boiling, and he was so suffocated that he wanted to let it out, and he rushed into the yard and ran wildly alone.

Zhuo Yuting finished washing and walked towards the study. She saw her father rushing into the yard, pulling off his hat and throwing it on the ground. He rolled up his sleeves and started running in circles while shouting wildly. He ran faster than a golden retriever. , and even shouted loudly: "Zhizhi Dayou! The saint must not——!"

Zhuo Yuting's eyes were dazzled. Did her father drink too much or something? The servants around were dumbfounded, and someone said urgently to Zhuo Yuting: "Miss, there are several people outside, handing in invitations to see the master. I think something is not quite right."

Zhuo is now crazy, and he must not be seen like this by outsiders.

Zhuo Yuting was very familiar with her father's temperament and whispered: "It's okay. You go to the door to socialize. Just tell them that I have something to do and ask them to wait for a moment." Zhuo Oran was crazy enough at this time and put on his hat again. , went back to the study as if nothing happened.

Zhuo Yuting approached the study door and saw Lu Ziqing writing inside. Zhuoran turned around and kept a straight face, not letting anyone outside make a sound. His expression was the definitely predictable expression of wanting everyone to get out. It wasn't until Lu Ziqing put down his pen that Zhuo Buoran relaxed. He looked at the words on the desk in surprise and began to savor them carefully.

"Ah, Miss, you're here." Lu Ziqing saluted Zhuo Yuting. He had written very seriously just now, and he really didn't see her coming until he saw her coming.

"Ah, Yu Ting, why are you here to see your son-in-law?" Zhuo Ran said with a straight face. It's not time to eat yet, right? Then he turned to Lu Ziqing and said, "Miss, Yuting is your wife! Do you usually call her that? What nonsense!"

The servants and stewards around were shocked. What happened? My son-in-law is definitely going to stand up!

Zhuo Yuting also glanced at Lu Ziqing's handwriting unexpectedly, and then said cautiously to Zhuo Ran: "Father, my daughter promised Zi Qing that she will accompany him to Hongmeng Academy to relax today."

"Oh, okay! You can take him there!" Zhuo Buoran said happily, "When I have some free time, I will also go to the Shujian Hall for a walk, hahaha!"

Lu Ziqingxin said, you can't wait to destroy the place.

The servant next to him came to report that there was a visitor. At this moment, five waves of people sent servants to deliver the posts at the same time. They were all well-educated people who wanted to visit Mr. Zhuo. Among them were the bachelors who entered the Academy of Music, and the pillar of the Xiaoyun Sect in the court, Hu. Meng Yi, Minister of the Ministry. This is really turbulent and tense, Xiaoyun Sect came directly to destroy the place so quickly.

Zhuo Ran sneered and told him to accept other people's posts, but only returned Meng Yi's posts, telling Meng Yi to get lost. Then Zhuo Oran kept his eyes focused on the Thousand-Character Essay in intoxication, and said to Zhuo Yuting easily: "You two go and have some fun."

Suddenly she said to Zhuo Yuting: "Don't lose your temper with your virtuous son-in-law in the future! You must be virtuous and gentle outside, and don't let people see our Zhuo family's jokes again!"

Zhuo Yuting was dumbfounded, me? Want to be virtuous and gentle? She looked at Lu Ziqing, have you drugged my father?
Lu Ziqing made a helpless gesture, let's go.

Zhuo Yuting specially dressed up today and looked dashing. After all, she was going back to the academy.

Lu Ziqing originally thought they would take Lu Zishu with them, but Zhuo Yuting didn't even mention it. So Lu Ziqing said deliberately: "I don't know if my sister will want to go."

Zhuo Yuting glared at Lu Ziqing with a look of disinterest, and said coldly: "It's impossible for Lu Zishu to want to go."

Lu Ziqing knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he recalled it carefully and probably understood. In this life, Lu Zishu was bullied in the academy and witnessed the murder of Princess Huyang. The academy was a sad place for her, and going there would cause more trouble.

(End of this chapter)