"Five, five, fifty taels!?" These scholars immediately went crazy!
However, they just stood up from their chairs. Wu Zhi glared and raised his hand: "Young lady, you're so stupid! If you can't afford it, get out of here!"
Those who stood up slowly sat down again.
In front of a talented woman, even if she has no money in her pocket, she still has to borrow money to eat on credit!!
As for Li Qingzhao, what he was staring at at this time was not Wu Zhi's people, but the words on the wooden sign!
She rushed forward, snatched the wooden sign from Wu Zhi's desk, and stared at it closely.
After a while, this talented woman who was famous in the capital let out a sigh.
"Beautiful! So beautiful!"
Wu Zhi looked at Li Qingzhao with confusion: "Isn't it just Song Dynasty? What's so beautiful about it?"
In modern times, Song Dynasty is the most commonly used calligraphy for engraving and copying because it is beautiful, neat, and highly recognizable. Most children practice calligraphy according to Song Dynasty.
"Arial font?"
Li Qingzhao grabbed the wooden sign in his hand and asked Wu Zhi: "Wu Yasi, who did you study under? The "Three Character Classic" you just mentioned, and the wonderful words you wrote, can be said to be unheard of and unseen.
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Wu Zhi said without shame: "Needless to say, of course I came up with it myself. My parents died when I was young, and I lived with my younger brother. I finally got a wife and stuck my head in my pants.
I only have so much wealth on my belt. With my status, which scholar is willing to accept me as a disciple?"
"Did you make it yourself?" Li Qingzhao looked at Wu Zhi in disbelief.
"OK!"
"Impossible!!" Li Qingzhao shook his head violently, "It is absolutely impossible that you made this yourself, it must have been taught by an expert!"
Li Qingzhao traveled all the way and saw what Wu Zhi did, and decided that he was the kind of elegant person who could not read.
But seeing is believing, these words were indeed written by Li Qingzhao when she saw Wu Zhi write them with her own eyes. But she could not understand that a barbarian like Wu Zhi could even write is a miracle, let alone such exquisite and good handwriting!
"Believe it or not, I don't have to prove anything to you anyway."
At this time, Wu Yuemei and Zhao Fuxi also walked in. As soon as Wu Zhi saw Wu Yuemei, he immediately walked forward with a smile, clasped his fists and said, "Hey, Mrs. Ximen is here! There is a private room upstairs, let me take you up."
Wu Yuemei looked at Wu Zhi, her red lips pursed slightly, her eyebrows were full of spring, and her eyes were so moist that they were about to drip with honey.
These days, all she thinks about day and night is the man in front of her, and what comes to mind is what happened between the two of them on Jingyanggang that day.
We were chased by tigers together, jumped into the water together, and rolled on the ground together.
Mouth to mouth, lips to lips, hugging each other, loving each other.
One after another, very dangerous scenes became extremely ambiguous in Wu Yuemei's memory.
When they got up the stairs and were about to reach the second floor, Wu Yuemei suddenly missed the step with her foot! She couldn't help but fell backwards. At the critical moment, Wu Zhi's hand quickly reached Wu Yuemei's slender waist.
"Um!"
With a moan all over her body, Wu Yuemei's soft, plump and fleshy body was hugged tightly by Wu Zhi.
Wu Zhi lowered his head and Wu Yuemei raised his head.
She breathed like orchid, wishing to squeeze her whole body into Wu Zhi's arms. The fragrance of milk exuding from those bright red lips was full of love and love.