Yu Shinan was born in a literary and ink family. He liked calligraphy since childhood. He was talented and famous in Chang''an. He was also more proficient in calligraphy and literature.

    Wang Xizhi''s handwriting is the existence of a monument in the hearts of scholars all over the world, and the name of a calligrapher is sought after by countless people.

    There are not a few who copy the calligraphy of the sage of calligraphy, but after all, the sage of calligraphy is the sage of calligraphy. How can it be learned easily?

    Looking at the whole Tang Dynasty, few people can copy some charm.

    The character in front of me is from a disciple of a poor family, and its charm is like a true legend!

    Yu Shinan was shocked by his accomplishments and even said three good words.

    "Somebody! Hang this calligraphy and painting on the high hall for me."

    After that, Yu Shinan couldn''t help jumping up and wanted to show the ink treasure to the public immediately.

    All the guests under the stage are uncomfortable. They are full of poetry and books. Hearing Yu Shinan''s words, everyone is curious and wants to see what talent this rude and rude Li family''s redundant son-in-law is, which shocked Yu Shinan so much.

    The servant hurried to get the ladder and hung the scroll above the hall.

    I''m crazy about teenagers.

    Yellow on the left, Cang on the right, brocade hat, mink fur, thousands of horses roll Pinggang.

    In order to report the city, follow the prefect, shoot the tiger and see sun Lang.

    Drunk, chest and gall are still open.

    There''s no harm in a slight frost on the temples!

    Will draw a carved bow like a full moon, look northwest and shoot Sirius.

    Characters like spirituality are gently chanted by people.

    Shock!

    Everyone was shocked by the elegant and flexible handwriting.

    Even Zhang Shao, who was dismissive, looked at the handwriting and showed an unbelievable expression!

    "What a sentence! You can draw a carved bow like a full moon, look northwest and shoot Sirius!"

    "I have the style of a Tang warrior!"

    I don''t know who it is. Reading here, I seem to be inspired by these heroic words and can''t help shouting out.

    For a moment, people were relieved from the shock.

    Looking up, it was Wang Fanzhi, who was known as the "monk of vernacular poetry".

    At the moment, I saw him as possessed, with a crazy heat in his eyes, and his mouth kept reading these two poems again and again.

    People were also infected by this poem, as if they had personally visited the battlefield of the eastern expedition to Korea at this time.

    "It''s... Poetic. It''s exciting to read it! Good poetry! Good poetry!"

    "It''s not easy for the poor disciple to make the poet monk praise him so much."

    "It''s amazing that this poem can make my blood boil as a scholar."

    For a while, they were immersed in heroic and ambitious poetry, and could not be calm for a long time.

    Tang Hao''s poem is just a poem by Su Shi of later generations. At this time, it is dedicated to Yu Shinan, who is in his 40s, who has a middle-aged son and is old and strong.

    At this time, although Yu Shinan was in his prime, he was full of ambition and had beautiful hair on his temples. It was appropriate to have the heart of serving the country.

    Although it is dedicated to Yu Shinan, it also vaguely reveals his heart.

    The guests present were not shocked by this angry poem.

    An old man got up, stroked his beard, looked at the scroll and said with emotion.

    "This... It''s really amazing that this poor boy can make such a poem!"

    Yu Shinan stood on the hall and looked at the scroll in a daze. Suddenly, a finger trembled towards the scroll.

    "No! Look at this word! Look at this word! It looks like Wang Xizhi''s own book!"

    One sentence shocked the four, and everyone looked at the scroll one after another.

    Just now, people who were addicted to poetry found that this poem used three fonts: regular script, line and grass!

    For a time, I was intoxicated with the poem and didn''t notice the situation!

    "Good handwriting! The strokes are exquisite, natural and elegant, and the three fonts can be transformed freely. It''s natural! For a time... I didn''t notice it!"

    "The gesture is euphemistic and implicit, like flowing clouds and flowing water. One skim and one press show everyone''s style!"

    "Floating like clouds, just like startling dragons!"

    Everyone present expressed sincere admiration, and there was an uproar in the hall.

    The two kinds of treasures that literati dream of are now reflected in this poem at the same time!

    Zhang Shao stared at the scroll hanging on the high hall with shame and anger in his heart.

    Looking at the whole Tang Dynasty, I''m afraid there are few literary talents, let alone calligraphy.

    Yu Shinan, who found this new world, was shocked beyond measure and couldn''t help moving in his heart!

    Empress changsun loves calligraphy. She already has the running script Lanting preface in her hand. Now this poem will give her a great surprise.

    Yu Shinan, who had made a decision in his heart, couldn''t help nodding slightly and looking at Tang Hao''s distant direction, his eyes were full of surprises.

    In a corner of the hall, a young man in white had a low-key manner, opened his mouth slightly, looked at the scroll under the hammer and muttered to himself.

    "This is really a strange man. Getting a poem is better than reading the books of sages for ten years."

    The bodyguard was slightly surprised and asked, "childe, is this poem really so good?"

    The young man in white smiled, closed the folding fan in his hand and looked at the guard around him.

    "You are a military general, and your poetry is completely strange to you. However, this poor family is a great talent. Relying on this piece of ink in the hall alone is enough to shock the whole Tang Dynasty."

    "Such a genius, even in today''s talented court, few can match it. It''s a waste to put it in the court and the public."

    The childe in white praised without stinginess.

    The guard thought a little and asked, "if so, do we still need to follow Tang Hao?"

    Looking out of the window, the young man in white smiled and said, "no, since we already know the origin of this man, there is no need to follow."

    With that, the young man in white turned around, put his hands behind his back and strode out.

    "In that case, I went to inform my father that there was a great talent in the Tang Dynasty."

    "Come on, let''s go back to the palace."