Because he found that Qiu Wuhen's writing was too weird. It was not as rhythmic as other people's. His writing speed was the same, whether it was a light or heavy pen, swishing like a marionette. It was really

It was confusing. But he was at the table next to Qiu Wuhen and could clearly see Qiu Wuhen's handwriting. The writing was really amazing because it was so lifelike.

However, he didn't care to look at Qiu Wuhen's words anymore. He hadn't finished writing yet! He quickly concentrated on writing his words again.

Qiu Wuhen continued to print the preface to Lanting under the control of Yao Hulu, but another problem arose. Yao Hulu actually printed out an erased word. The two words in front were obviously altered, and this is what the original manuscript looked like.

, it was printed exactly as it was, and Qiu Wuhen didn’t even have time to stop it, so he thought to print it first, since he had already printed so much, but after typing, there was another word that was obviously altered from the original manuscript, but it was also intact.

He copied it and printed it out, which made Qiu Wuhen feel dizzy. How could he copy it like this?

Qiu Wuhen was about to stop and reprint, asking Yaohulu to skip the erased words without typing. Unexpectedly, he suddenly glanced around and found that Shopkeeper Zhu and Tang Yan on the left and right were looking at him in surprise. They

They all saw the altered character printed out, and the rewritten character printed out, and they were all horrified.

Qiu Wuhen had no choice now. Even if he wanted to change it, he couldn't change it. Others had seen it, so why bother to change it? He had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue typing. Fortunately, the seal on the previous words typed out by ink was this

The problem has been corrected, otherwise the results printed with a black brush would have colored marks on it, but it doesn't make sense.

When he typed the last word, he put the pen on the pen holder and turned around to see Shopkeeper Zhu and Tang Yan still looking at him stupidly.

Qiu Wuhen clapped his hands and said, "I've finished writing. You two must be ready to admit defeat. You haven't finished writing yet! If you haven't finished writing, you lose, right?"

The others did not see Qiu Wuhen. They all nodded after hearing this and continued to copy seriously.

Shopkeeper Zhu and Tang Yan looked at each other and smiled, then quickly came back to their senses and continued writing their own.

Finally, they put down their pens one by one and finished writing.

At a loss, he picked up each of the characters and pasted them on the wall. Everyone restrained their beards, held their hands behind their backs, shook their folding fans, and raised their heads to look at the characters posted on the wall.

When Qiu Wuhen was pasted on the wall, everyone was shocked and hurried over to take a look. Only then did Tang Yan giggle and point to the altered place and said to Qiu Wuhen: "Qiu Wuhen

Sir, you were too focused on copying the copybook. Even the corrections were copied exactly the same. You must have imprinted this copybook in your mind.

Everyone laughed. Ni Hui tapped his palms with a folding fan and praised: "No wonder Mr. Qiu's calligraphy is so wonderful. He used to copy the copybook so hard that he even wrote down the places that he had corrected. You see,

Are the length, width, and length of the areas he altered, including the areas covered by the alterations, exactly the same as the original post?"

Now everyone noticed it and came forward to take a closer look. It was indeed the case. They couldn't help but stare at Qiu Wuhen with wide eyes.

Shopkeeper Zhu also said to Wanran, "Go and get the consignment book with this calligraphy."

This consignment book was engraved on a stone tablet by a friend and handed down. Of course, this required the original print, which was exactly the same, including the altered words. So after getting the consignment book, Shopkeeper Zhu compared it carefully and was extremely horrified.

Looking at Qiu Wuhen, he said, "Oh my God, it's really exactly the same. Even the length is exactly the same."

Tang Yan said at the side: "Actually, have you noticed? The size and width of each word written by Mr. Qiu are exactly the same as the original version. There is no difference at all. What we wrote is more or less different. If you want to copy it,

It's impossible for someone like him to be even a little bit good like him. I see that everyone's fonts are also trying to save trouble. It seems impossible to think that they are exactly the same."

Everyone nodded together, and Ni Hui said: "Of course, even if Wang Xizhi was alive, it would be impossible to copy it exactly the same. He might not be able to write exactly the same words if he wrote it again, not to mention that the calligraphy of this painting is Wang Xizhi's.

It was written after being drunk. Including himself, even if he wrote the preface to Lanting after sobering up, he would not be able to write that kind of charm, let alone you and me? But I think this calligraphy is exactly the same as the original. Mr. Qiu sold this calligraphy to me

That’s fine, no matter how much it costs.”

Qiu Wuhen's mind immediately flashed a line of Chinese medicine gourd: "Cannot be sold."

Qiu Wuhen sighed and said to the medicine gourd, "Yes, you originally printed this, how could I dare to sell your things to make money?"

Qiu Wuhen shook his head and said: "This is just a copy of the words. It has no meaning. It is just for everyone to laugh at."

"Sir, I will pay you one hundred taels of gold to purchase this calligraphy. Do you like it?"

Everyone stopped breathing. One hundred taels of gold. Even if they work for a lifetime, they will not be able to earn this amount, and they will not be able to earn this amount. How rich is this shopkeeper Zhu? He actually bought a copy of the calligraphy and paid for it.

One hundred taels of gold. However, they are also people who love calligraphy, and they all highly admire this calligraphy. This is much clearer, more vivid and vivid than the printed characters. This is written one by one.

, exactly the same as the original post.

Because Wang Xizhi's original calligraphy had been given as a burial object by Tang Gaozong and Wu Zetian, who were particularly fond of this calligraphy, it was buried in the Qianling Mausoleum and is no longer seen in the world. The versions that are circulated in the world are from the Tang Dynasty, and there are copies of them by great calligraphers.

, in order to pass it down to many people, they also carved it into inscriptions and shipped them down, so that more people could copy this calligraphy. But of course, the ones shipped are the same as the original ones, not in the sky or on the ground.

That’s what happened, so everyone feels a sense of joy when they can see the authentic calligraphy copied so closely.

It's a pity that they can't come up with the money to buy this calligraphy. They asked Shopkeeper Zhu to spend 100 taels of gold to buy it. Although they were amazed that Shopkeeper Zhu was so rich, they were helpless at the same time. They blamed themselves for not being able to come up with the money to buy such a painting.

Good handwriting, otherwise such a calligraphy is hung in the bedroom every day, and even if you don't eat or sleep, it would be much better to look at it than to eat and sleep.

Qiu Wuhen asked the medicinal gourd again in his mind: "Since I can't sell it, can I give it away?"

Yao Gulu didn't say anything. He said he didn't object. Qiu Wuhen had no choice but to do so. Anyway, shopkeeper Zhu seemed to be quite rich. If he didn't exchange it for money, he wouldn't give it to him in vain. Maybe shopkeeper Zhu could get it from him.

If other places offer him benefits, as long as they are not money, Yaohulu will not stop him. So Qiu Wuhen waved his hand generously and said to Shopkeeper Zhu: "It doesn't matter. Since you like it, I'll give it to you."

As soon as he said this, everyone was shocked. He actually waved his hand, don't give away any money for this piece of writing worth one hundred taels of gold. Is there something wrong with his head? Everyone's eyes popped out and they stared.

he.

Tang Yan was even more horrified and said: "Sir, didn't you hear clearly just now? Shopkeeper Zhu wants to buy you one hundred taels of gold for this calligraphy, why are you giving it away for free?"

"This is a calligraphy I copied, not my own calligraphy. Besides, I am not so poor as a scholar that I want to sell calligraphy. Since he likes it, I will give it to him and make a friend."

Shopkeeper Zhu was overjoyed and his voice was trembling. He reached out and held Qiu Wuhen's hand, shook it vigorously and said, "Thank you, okay, that's a good thing. Mr. Qiu, we will be friends from now on. Hahaha, thank you very much."

You, then this calligraphy belongs to me."

"Yes, do you think I'm joking?"

Shopkeeper Zhu laughed loudly, and several other people felt as if they were beating their chests and feeling extremely annoyed.

Ni Hui shamelessly said to Qiu Wuhen: "Brother, we are also friends. Can you write one for me? I also want to make you a friend."

Qiu Wuhen shook his head and said: "I am very willing to become friends with Mr. Ni, but I don't want to write anymore. Let's talk about it later. Besides, I don't want to copy other people's calligraphy and give it as a gift to others. This is not appropriate. People will also say

I lied! Telling it will bring bad reputation to me, I'm sorry."

Ni Hui was a little embarrassed, and shopkeeper Zhu was even more happy. Of course, if he had something, he wouldn't want others to have a share of it, so his share would not be so valuable. Now that he heard Qiu Wuhen's flat refusal, he was even more...

Happy. He patted Qiu Wuhen's shoulder with his hand and said, "It's interesting. This is the essence of a scholar who is peaceful and far-reaching and indifferent to fame and wealth! Very good, it seems that I am destined."

Shopkeeper Zhu then ordered Wan Ran to take down the calligraphy and store it away. Ni Hui quickly stopped it with his hand and said, "Wait a minute, although Mr. Qiu doesn't want to write anymore, can we appreciate this calligraphy again? This calligraphy

The handwriting is so good that it far exceeds what we can copy. Even if we can’t own it, we can always appreciate it, right?”

Shopkeeper Zhu nodded and said, "Okay, we have a chance today, so let's slowly taste this painting during the banquet."

Everyone had completely forgotten about the previous competition, and all their attention was focused on the word Qiu Wuhen.

Tang Yan said: "We haven't judged who won or lost yet? The bet hasn't been announced yet. Let Cuiliu come in and appreciate it."

Everyone agreed, and Shopkeeper Zhu waved his hand and said: "From now on, no one is allowed to speak, and no eye cues are allowed. Let's all sit far away and let Miss Cuiliu make the evaluation."

Everyone then backed away, and Cuiliu was soon called in. She bowed to everyone, and then slowly walked over, looking at every word on the wall. When she saw Qiu Wuhen

When she saw the calligraphy, her whole body trembled and she was stunned. She turned around and looked around, then looked back at the calligraphy. Then she looked at Shopkeeper Zhu again.

Shopkeeper Zhu smiled and nodded. Cuiliu took a deep breath and finished reading the remaining two characters. Returning to Qiu Wuhen's calligraphy, he pointed at the house and said with a salute: "There is no doubt about this calligraphy.

It came out on top, and the calligraphy was exactly the same as that of the Shenlong version at that time. It can be said that apart from the lack of paper and seals used, there is no difference between high and low. It is another version of the Shenlong version. It can write like this
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