Chapter 562: Cheng Chusi: Something big has happened!
"Aye wait a minute!"
Seeing this, Cheng Chusi was shocked.
He quickly took out a piece of white paper from the side, placed it in front of Cheng Zhijie, and explained with a flattering smile.
"Master gave each of us a pen, and asked each of us to use this pen to write one hundred thousand words!"
"One hundred thousand words?"
Hearing this, Cheng Zhijie looked aside and saw the half page written by Cheng Chusi.
For a moment, his face was filled with contempt.
"The handwriting written by the third child is more beautiful than the handwriting written by this bastard like you!"
After saying that, he started writing by himself.
"Um?"
The more he wrote, the uglier Cheng Zhijie's face became.
It took several attempts before I finally tried the right direction, but either the force was too heavy or too light.
After struggling for a long time, not only was the paper riddled with holes, but the written words were also crooked and ugly.
Finally, with a little force, the paper crumpled into a ball.
Then, he asked nonchalantly: "How come this kind of pen can always write?"
"Back to Aye, there is an ink sac inside this pen that can store ink. Therefore, as long as the ink sac is not empty, you can keep writing!"
Cheng Chusi quickly explained.
Cheng Zhijie opened it as Cheng Chusi said.
Sure enough, I saw an ink sac with only half a tube of ink left inside.
Taking advantage of this, Cheng Chusi took the small ink bottle beside him and filled the pen with ink again.
Seeing this, Cheng Zhijie's eyes lit up.
"So that's it! Those ink masters are indeed worthy of being master craftsmen with thousands of years of tradition. They are much better than the Shaofu Superintendent and those useless general supervisors. They can make such a good treasure!"
With that said, Cheng Zhijie took the pen directly from Cheng Chusi's hand, then took the bottle of ink in his hand and walked out.
"Aye, you absolutely must not, my child has to use this pen to practice calligraphy!"
Seeing this, Cheng Chusi was stunned for a moment, then he quickly shouted.
"Um?"
Hearing this, Cheng Zhijie turned around and stared at Cheng Chusi fiercely.
"You evildoer, you have practiced for so long and written so many pages, but your handwriting is still so bad? It is the biggest waste for you to use this pen!
Do you know how many words can be written with this kind of pen and a bottle of ink, and how useful it is to me and other generals?
From now on, no matter where I lead my troops, as long as I have this bottle of ink and this pen, how many memorials and military reports can I write?"
"You bastard, I don't even have such a useful pen. How dare you secretly use it for so long?"
Cheng Zhijie glared at Cheng Chusi again, then took the pen and walked out.
After leaving Cheng Chusi's small courtyard, the corners of his mouth suddenly turned up slightly, with a look of joy on his face.
Cheng Chusi, who was in the room, looked at his empty desk and couldn't help but be dumbstruck!
Immediately, his face was full of regret, he should really go to Zhuangzi outside the city to practice calligraphy!
In this way, if the pen was taken away by Aye, there would be no possibility of getting it back. How should I practice calligraphy, and how should I face my master?
Huh? Wait...
Suddenly, something even more terrifying came to mind in Cheng Chusi's mind.
If my Aye took away the pen, then tomorrow, Li Chongyi and Fang Yizhi’s Aye will also know about this pen!
in this way……
Something big has happened!
Afterwards, Cheng Chusi hurriedly ran out.
Unfortunately, as soon as he left the house, he heard the sound of heavy drums.
Quiet Street Drum!
He couldn't help but sigh, turned around and walked back home.
Nothing happened all night.
The next day, early in the morning, Cheng Chusi got up early and ran to the nearest houses of Cai Guogong and Wei Guogong.
By this time, Cheng Zhijie, Fang Xuanling and others had already gone to the morning court.
Therefore, when Cheng Chusi looked for the remains of Qi Fang, Du Gou and others came without any scruples.
After gathering everyone together, Cheng Chusi quickly recounted his tragic experience yesterday.
"According to Uncle Cheng's temperament, after today's morning court, he will definitely show off the pen to Aye and me!"
"broken!"
The faces of Chang Sun Chong, Fang Yizhi and others suddenly changed.
"How about we send all those pens back to Lijiazhuang? Let's call those pens back again!"
"Do you think Aye will believe it?"
"Otherwise, we will all move to Lijiazhuang and not return home for a few days!"
"You're never coming back?"
"How about I wait..."
…
After a while, everyone couldn't help but look impatient.
"This won't work, that won't work either, what should I do?"
"Is it possible that you can offer it to me? But what should I do with the one hundred thousand pen words that I am waiting for?"
"But I really can only offer it to Aye and tell the master's request! Then, please bring gold and brass to the house, ask Le Tai and others, and then go and make a new pen for Aye and others!"
"Exactly. Didn't I bring back some gold from the Japanese country a few days ago? I used the gold to make a better pen for them, and then engraved their surnames or characters on the pen! This is unique in the world!
"
"This plan seems to work, I'll go and tell Gao Ming as soon as possible!"
"Gao Ming?... Why didn't you guys remind me earlier, what time is it now?"
"It's almost time!"
"..."
Just as Li Chongyi, Fang Yizhi and others had guessed, just after the morning court, Cheng Zhijie followed Li Shimin to Liangyi Hall with a proud face.
Seeing this, Fang Xuanling, Li Xiaogong, Changsun Wuji and other ministers couldn't help but look curious and followed him directly.
"Hey, why didn't you go to deal with government affairs? Why did you all come here?"
Arriving at Liangyi Hall, Cheng Zhijie turned his head and glanced at Fang Xuanling and others with disgust on his face.
"Okay, what kind of evil idea do you have, old man, who doesn't know about it?"
"That's right, old man Cheng, if you want to show off, just say it!"
Fang Xuanling, Changsun Wuji and others looked disgusted.
"hey-hey!"
Hearing this, Cheng Zhijie did not hesitate and smiled directly at Li Shimin: "Your Majesty, I, Old Cheng, have got a treasure!"
"oh?"
Hearing this, Li Shimin asked with a very cooperative look and interest: "What kind of treasure is it?"
"Your Majesty, please bring me a piece of white paper!"
Cheng Zhijie said with a proud look on his face.
"You old bastard!"
Hearing this, Li Shimin laughed and cursed without getting angry. He just took a piece of white paper and placed it in front of Cheng Zhijie.
"Is it possible that you, an old guy like you, still want to learn from Xuanba's skills and draw a treasure map for me?"
"Haha, your majesty is embarrassing Duke Su. The words written by Duke Su are so difficult to describe. Wouldn't the pictures he drew be even more confusing?"
"Ha ha……"
Suddenly, all the ministers in the entire hall burst into laughter.
"snort!"
Cheng Zhijie's face became angry, and he took out a silk cloth from his arms, and then took out a small copper-gold delicate object from inside.
Although Changsun Wuji, Fang Xuanling and others have been laughing at Cheng Zhijie, they are just repaying their hatred for being ridiculed by Cheng Zhijie in the past. In fact, they have been closely watching Cheng Zhijie's actions.
They didn't expect that Cheng Zhijie would suddenly take out such a delicate object, and so many of them had never seen it before. "What is this?"
"pen!"
Cheng Zhijie smiled.
"Pen?...Pen?"
Immediately, Changsun Wuji, Fang Xuanling and others' eyes lit up, and they quickly asked Cheng Zhijie curiously.
On the side, Li Shimin, Li Xiaogong and others also reacted.
Looking at the blank paper in front of Cheng Zhijie, his face was filled with anticipation.