Chapter 11 Can you write this kind of calligraphy, why would you not be literate? (2/4)

“Here!”

The princes took their orders, and then they picked up a pen and wrote on the bamboo slips.

However, to everyone’s surprise, Ying Ziye did not answer the question with a pen.

Instead, he pushed aside the bamboo slips on the table, as if conjure, took out a thin object.

The thing was white, and it shook and rattled. I don’t know what material it was.

Next, a scene that surprised everyone happened…

I saw the kid picking up the ink pen and writing on the white material.

“Is it spun silk?”

“But it doesn’t look like it!”

Sitting on the dragon chair, Ying Zheng stared suspiciously at his son.

He was very curious about the thin stuff.

At this time, not only him, but also the courtiers, and the pretty Ba Qing, were also stretching their necks and looking curiously.

This thing is as white as a cloud and as thin as a cicada’s wings, so it can write on it?

It’s amazing!

At this moment, they even ignored whether Ying Ziye could write, and focused all of their attention on that piece of white paper.

In fact, this is the rice paper that Ying Ziye took out from the system space.

After completing the impeachment task just now, there are 1,000 rice papers in the system rewards.

He was accustomed to writing with paper, so he pushed aside the bamboo slips in front of him and took out the rice paper in the system space.

“Huh, huh…!”

He pondered for a moment, took a pen and wrote a few lines, and then Shi Shiran stood up and said, “Know your father, your son is finished!”

“So fast?”

“Okay, okay…! Submit it soon!”

Ying Zheng was startled slightly at first, but he didn’t seem to expect that he could write so quickly? You know that the other princes just wrote a few words and are slowly detailing them on the bamboo slips.

However, in order to take a closer look at the white object, he quickly ordered.

“Yes!”


Ying Ziye picked up the rice paper and shook it. After drying the ink on it, it was presented to the Long Case.

“What material is this…?”

Yingzheng had grabbed the rice paper, and was about to ask what material it was made of, but when he saw the words on it, his eyes widened.

At the same time, the sound stopped abruptly!

This word is so beautifully written!

His calligraphy is rated as medium. Among the courts, the best calligraphy is Zhao Gao, Chun Yuyue and others.

However, compared with his own son, the words of the two of them are simply not worth mentioning!

One sky and one earth are not on the same level at all!

“Not only beautiful, but also powerful!”

“Good word! Good word!”

Shi Huang Yingzheng grabbed the rice paper and stood up excitedly.

His eyes bloomed, and he yelled twice in succession!

At this time, he finally understood why this kid had just bet Chun Yuyue and Zhao Gao.

It turned out to be something to rely on!

“Ah…?”

Seeing that Ying Zheng was so excited, Zhao Gao also leaned over.

When he saw the words on the rice paper, he was immediately dumbfounded!

Who told me this kid can’t write his name?

See if I won’t kill him!

The writing on this paper is like a magical pen. Not only is it beautiful, but it also reveals a spirit of Spiritual Qi!

Can you write such a marvelous calligraphy, is it particularly illiterate?

“It’s over!”


“A million taels of gold!”

Thinking of the bet he had just made, Zhao Gao’s eyes went black and almost fell to the ground.

“Come on, take it down and show it to the ministers and workers!”

“Look at the words written by my son? Haha…!”

Ying Zheng laughed proudly, and then ordered the eunuch.



“Here!”

The little eunuch who stood by did not dare to neglect, he held the paper carefully and ran down the hall.

“My sirs, please have a look!”

Soon, that piece of rice paper was presented in front of the ministers of civil and military affairs.

“This… how is this possible?”

“Isn’t Jiu Gongzi who doesn’t know a few big characters? How could he still write? And he writes so well?”

“Is this really written by Jiu Gongzi?”

“Nonsense, when I saw it with my own eyes just now, will there be fakes?”

“No, the old man has heard that Jiu Gongzi can’t even write his own name?”

“Perhaps we have all been deceived. The Ninth Young Master is not ignorant. What he did before was just to confuse others!”

“Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, I didn’t expect the Ninth Young Master to hide so deeply!”

“This city mansion, this scheming, is terrible! It is better for us to provoke less in the future!”

“Yeah……!”

The Manchu dynasty civil and military gathered in a circle, while admiring the words, while whispering.

At the end of the analysis, all the hair was terrified, and the back was chilly!

Everyone knows that Jiu Gongzi is an ignorant trash, but after the impeachment of his father, he impeached his brothers, killing more than 300 people, and even humiliating Fusu and Hu Hai.

Even Zhao Gao, who was favored by the first emperor, lost the emperor’s trust.

It was said that this kid didn’t know a few words, and he couldn’t even write his own name. As a result, the pen was brilliant, and the words he wrote were far better than everyone present!

It is horrible to hide so deep and have such a city at a young age!

“This is neither spun silk nor sheepskin. I don’t know what material it is made of?”

When the ministers were secretly surprised, Ba Qing suddenly spoke.

Her attention seems to be not on calligraphy, but on that piece of paper!

She squeezed it with her hand, then looked at the back, she couldn’t help but be surprised!

With such a thin layer of things, the ink did not soak through the back. It’s amazing!

If this thing can replace bamboo slips…

Thinking of this, her beautiful eyes lit up, and she was startled.

This thing is thin and light, easy to carry, and can write a lot of characters on one sheet.

If you can replace bamboo slips, you will be able to make a lot of money!

In addition, if it can become an exclusive transaction, then it will be a huge profit!

After thinking about this, she looked at Ying Ziye in the distance. After she decided to go down, she went to visit the Ninth Young Master of Da Qin and figured out how to make it!

“Ugh……!”

“I was fooled by this kid again!”

Among the crowd, Chun Yu Yue looked at the words on the rice paper and suddenly drooped his head.

What is this kid who can’t write!

With this calligraphy, he is far from shooting a horse!

It seems that he and several juniors were deceived by this kid!

One million taels of gold!

That’s it!

However, fortunately, he also pulled Zhao Gao into the water. For the million taels, he had to make half of the goods sold!

“You two are convinced that you lose?”

Just as he sighed, Ying Zheng asked in a spring breeze.

“Chen… convinced!”

Chunyu Yue’s old face was bitter, and he reluctantly admitted defeat.

“The minister is willing to surrender too!”

Zhao Gao also arched his cupped hands weakly.

Over the years, he has greeted a lot of money, and it seems that he has to give it to Ying Ziye!

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