I am a corrupt official, but they say I am a loyal minister

However, if they also have this ability, they will also float!

I just hope that the other party doesn't make trouble!

"Okay, Wendou continues!"

On Dayan's side, Tanhua Ding Shaojie was sent.

At this moment, he was really stressed.

He already lost twice in a row yesterday, if he loses again today, it will be a huge blow to him!

So seeing Lin Beifan immediately facing the enemy, sweating all over his body, his eyes were very solemn.

Lin Beifan smiled: "Brother Shaojie, don't be afraid, you will get used to losing anyway!"

"Hmph!" Ding Shaojie turned his head away from him.

Then, the competition continued.

Lin Beifan picked up the brush, and once again splashed ink eloquently.

In less than a moment, another beautiful word was published.

When everyone saw it, they were surprised again.

"Good character! This is a completely different character!"

"Yeah, this time, it's even and thin, it's firm, it's strong, its structure is tight, it's beautiful!"

"This is also a beautiful word, the old man likes it very much!"

……

Everyone is full of praise.

Lin Beifan smiled slightly, and said, "I call this font Liu Ti!"

This is actually the font created by Liu Gongquan, the last great calligrapher of the Tang Dynasty, referred to as Liu Ti.

Together with Yan Zhenqing's font, it is called "Yan Jin Liu Gu".

"Aiqing, why is it called Liu Ti?"

Lin Beifan said heartbroken: "This is mainly to commemorate the font created by a friend of mine surnamed Liu! It's a pity that the beauty has gone, so I can't see it again!"

"Aiqing's condolences!" The empress comforted again.

At this time, Lin Beifan's characters and Ding Shaojie's characters were placed together.

Everyone saw the obvious gap again.

"The word Jijiu is still pretty, the old man votes for Jijiu!"

"I also vote for the sacrificial wine!"

"So is the old man!"

……

When the votes were finally counted, Lin Beifan won more than 70 votes, leading by a large margin.

Lin Beifan despised Dayan's representative team: "Sure enough, there is no one who can fight, but changing the font can still abuse you!"

"You!!!" Dayan exploded in anger again.

The corners of the third prince's mouth twitched. He said he was arrogant, but you are too arrogant, right?

Can you save some face for Dayan?

I regret it in my heart!

If I had known it earlier, I would have told him last night to show mercy, don't be so crazy!

"It's okay, let him be proud, we will win it back later!" The third prince comforted everyone.

"This is really without self-knowledge! Your Highness, the third prince, if you speak out of conscience like this, won't your conscience hurt?" Lin Beifan's sarcasm came over 0 …

The third prince: "Damn!"

At this moment, he wanted to slash someone with a knife!

Go to the battle of tmd Yanwu!

Tear this bastard's mouth first!

Lin Beifan put his hips on his hips and said triumphantly: "Don't accept? If you don't accept it, come here! Even if I change the font again, I can still torture you all! Who will be next? Report your name, and I won't kill unknown people! "

Dayan's side: "Fuck!"

The empress couldn't stand it anymore: "Aiqing, restrain yourself! Confucius taught us that it is a joy to have friends coming from afar! People come from afar as guests, so we must have the most basic manners!"

"What Your Majesty said is very true!" Lin Beifan put away the arrogance on his face, but still despised all beings.

The Wendou continued, and Tang Yong, the number one scholar, played on Dayan's side.

But still lost.

Because, this time Lin Beifan showed Zhao Ti.

Is it really Zhao Mengwan, a great calligrapher in the early Yuan Dynasty?

With such a font, it’s hard not to win.

Then, Dayan sent a fourth person, who also lost cleanly.

On the side of Dayan, morale was greatly reduced, and despair appeared on his face!

Only the third prince, Yan Xinghe, remained.

If even he is defeated, Dayan will be defeated again!

The third prince walked up with a solemn expression.

Lin Beifan cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Your Highness, Third Prince, I heard that among the representatives of Dayan, your handwriting is the best, and you are self-contained. I look forward to it very much!"

"I am also very much looking forward to Lin Jijiu's next performance! Lin Jijiu, what font do you plan to use next?" The third prince secretly winked as he spoke.

Almost there!

You have won 4 games in a row now, showing 4 different styles of fonts, a great calligrapher is well-deserved!

Even if you lose, you will be honored even if you lose!

"This time I'm showing a thin golden body, I will definitely not disappoint you!" Lin Beifan laughed.

"I hope the wine offering will not disappoint me!" The third prince gave Lin Beifan a deep look.

In this way, the two sides began to write.

Lin Beifan was still splashing ink and ink as always, eloquently.

However, although the third prince held the writing brush, he didn't do anything. He put all his spare time on Lin Beifan to see how he was "glorious in defeat".

At this moment, a sudden gust of wind hit.

He actually blew up the rice paper on the desk.

Lin Beifan splashed ink for a while, without paying attention, and accidentally wrote the words out of the paper, and there was a failure.

"Oh, it's crooked!" Lin Beifan regretted extremely.

Others secretly thought it was a pity when they saw it!

Without this flaw, how perfect this poster would be!

It's a pity that the weather is not good, a gust of evil wind blows, causing Lin Jijiu to write the wrong pen!

This round may be suspended!

Seeing Lin Beifan's remorse, although the empress felt sorry, she still comforted her: "Lin Aiqing, don't blame yourself, you have performed well today! Even if you lose, it's not your fault. It can only be said that it is God's will. Blame you!"

Lin Beifan was grateful: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your understanding!"

After completing the last few words, he left with a long sigh.

The third prince was ecstatic!

opportunity!

This is the opportunity created by Lin Beifan!

As long as he writes well and writes well, won't he still be able to beat Lin Beifan?

Haha!

In this round, we are sure to win the game!

Dayan's side was very excited, as if they saw the hope of victory!

"Hold on, Your Highness, we will definitely win!"

"Your Highness, come on!"

.......

Chapter 197 Heaven and earth conscience, this is really not his fault!

Be calm, be calm!

Be calm, be calm!

The third prince took a deep breath to calm down the excitement in his heart.

I haven't won yet, the most important thing now is to write the words well, so that I can win the final victory.

After about two cups of tea, the third prince finally calmed down, let his body and mind sink into the ethereal, and began to write on the rice paper like a snake.

Because the body and mind are relaxed, the writing is very smooth and comfortable.

The writing on this paper looks a little more beautiful than usual.

Outside the arena, the people on Dayan's side were full of smiles and full of praise.

"His Highness the Third Prince's handwriting is as usual, elegant and natural, even better than usual!"

"His Royal Highness has fallen into an ethereal state, and he will definitely be able to perform supernormally!"

"Although I admire Lin Beifan and appreciate his handwriting, it is a pity that a major mistake occurred. We will win this game!"

"God's will is with me, the avenue is with me, haha!"

……

On the Dawu side, they lamented and sighed, feeling very sorry.

"It looks like we're going to lose this round, what a pity!"

"It was performed very well at first, but who knows that there was a gust of evil wind, which disrupted the rhythm of the sacrificial wine!"

"Time is fate, what can we do?"

"Forget it, let Dayan win once!"

……

In the martial arts arena, the third prince continued to splash ink.

As one beautiful word after another fell on the paper, Dayan's side became more and more excited, while Dawu's side became more and more disappointed.

If there were no accidents, Dayan would definitely win this round!

Even the third prince thinks so.

Because I was in a very good mood, the writing was more stretched, beautiful and generous.

A smile could not help but hang on his face.

"After writing this word, Ben Gong wins, and Dayan wins! Haha..."

At this moment, Lin Beifan's finger 07 lightly hooked.

Zhouliu Liuxugong, activate!

Zhouliu Liuxugong is a miraculous technique to master 8 natural forces of heaven and earth, including the power of wind.