My Sisters Excel in Both Literary and Martial Arts - Chapter 1119

[Chapter 1085 Are you worthy?]

After Jing Zhe saw Feng Mubai, his first thought was, why does he look so familiar?

When he saw Xu Wen’s face again, he suddenly woke up: Feng Mubai and Xu Wen looked too much alike, right? Especially between the eyebrows and eyes, they are like a person carved out of the same mold!

Recalling what Fatty Wei said, Feng Mubai’s father had no children for many years in Jingzhou, but when he returned to Jiangling, he finally had a son. It remains to be verified whether Feng Mubai was really his child, or whether someone assisted him.

It seems that Governor Xu played a big role in this, Jing Zhe thought…

Feng Mubai greeted Governor Xu and Master Xia for a moment, then looked around and asked curiously: “Hey, Wan’er hasn’t come here yet?”

“Miss Lin I haven’t participated in the poetry meeting for a long time, and maybe I forgot the time of the poetry meeting, which is excusable…”

Master Xia said this, but he was thinking about how to tell the story about the two calligraphy poems.

Feng Mubai knew how to observe words and expressions. He found that the expressions on the faces of Prefect Xu and Master Xia were a bit off, especially Master Xia. Although they were talking to him, their thoughts did not seem to be there.

So he asked quietly: “Teacher, what’s wrong?”

“Mu Bai, look at this.”

Master Xia pointed to the stone table and said.

“Hey, someone has already left a calligraphy treasure?”

Feng Mubai raised his eyebrows when he saw the rice paper on the stone table. Every time a poetry meeting was held, leaving calligraphy treasures had to wait until he and Lin Wan’er arrived. It has long become an unwritten rule.

After he saw the strong calligraphy on the rice paper clearly, he smiled and said: “It turned out to be the calligraphy left by the teacher. The teacher’s calligraphy is still as good as before, and the students admire it very much. There is also this poem, although there is no part of it in the whole poem. Peach blossom, but it reminds people of peach blossom everywhere, it is a rare masterpiece!”

My teacher, Feng Mubai, naturally praised it, and his words were not entirely bragging. Although he studied under Xia Bingrong, he was very good at calligraphy! Along the way, it still can’t be compared to it.

He has now somewhat understood that the reason why Xia Bingrong looks like this is probably because he kept the calligraphy treasure in advance and felt that he had broken the “rules”, right?

So his words seemed to be flattering, but in fact they were comforting him.

But what is strange is that Xia Bingrong’s face did not get better after listening to his words, but became even worse.

“Mubai, look at this again…”

Following the direction of Xia Bingrong’s finger, Feng Mubai finally saw the problem clearly and frowned.

“Why is there another calligraphy poem?”

Feng Mubai took it over and took a look. What caught his eye was the scrawled handwriting. There was no calligraphy at all, and it was not much different from the handwriting of those half-year-olds in private schools.

Before he could continue reading, his eyes became cold: “Who wrote this poem?”

“It’s me.”

Fatty Wei stood up with his head held high and his chest high. He looked confident, and his confidence naturally came from that poem. Poetry.

“Are you…?”

“…”

Fatty Wei’s face turned red. Although he was not famous, he and Feng Mubai were classmates when they were in school. But now he asked him who he was. This was too humiliating. Got it!

“This is Fatty Wei!”

someone shouted.

Feng Mubai nodded and looked at him coldly: “Don’t you understand the rules of the Peach Blossom Poetry Club? Or are you deliberately making trouble today?”

“You can eat randomly, but you can’t talk nonsense! I Why are you here to cause trouble?”

Fatty Wei said angrily, his face turned red.

“It’s not making trouble, then why did you keep the calligraphy treasure?”

“Haha.”

Fatty Wei sneered, “What Mr. Feng said is too ridiculous, isn’t it? Isn’t this Peach Blossom Poetry Club going to leave three calligraphy treasures at the end?”

“Indeed. I want to keep three calligraphy treasures…”

Feng Mubai suddenly raised his head and directed his cold light at Fatty Wei: “But are you worthy?”

At this time, Fatty Wei became angry.

It turned out that he respected Feng Mubai, but he couldn’t bear to be humiliated by him in front of so many people.

“Why am I not worthy? I am not worthy, who is worthy? Besides, I am the first person to leave a treasure of calligraphy! I am not sure which of you can write a better poem than me today. Why do you say I am not worthy?”

Seeing Fatty Wei’s angry face with red face and thick neck, Feng Mubai suddenly felt a little ridiculous.

“With your bad handwriting, what good can you write… uh…”

Feng Mubai couldn’t continue in the middle of his sentence because he had already seen Fatty Wei’s poem.

This shouldn’t be the case… How could such a poor hand write such a good poem?

Deer are seen when the trees are deep, and bells are not heard in the stream at noon… This artistic conception is wonderful!

No wonder Fatty Wei looked like he had something to rely on. It turned out that he had written such a good poem, but he had also been classmates with Fatty Wei for a few years. Wasn’t he just a fake guy?

Seeing Feng Mubai in a daze, Fatty Wei felt even more proud.

“How’s it going, Mr. Feng? How’s this poem of mine?”

Feng Mubai’s face, like his name, turned a little pale at this time: “Is it okay…”

In fact, although Fatty Wei’s poem was good, Feng Mubai did not embroider pillows. He also had two brushes, and he had long heard that Lin Wan’er was going to participate in this peach blossom poetry meeting, so he racked his brains to come up with a peach blossom poem. , in order to defeat Lin Wan’er, Fatty Wei’s poem is also not enough.

But the key point is, so what if his poems are better than Fatty Wei? The important point now is that his teacher Xia Bingrong also kept calligraphy treasures, and Fatty Wei’s poems were better than his teacher’s. If he and Lin Waner both kept calligraphy treasures, one of them would have to tear off one’s calligraphy treasures!

Whose to tear? Naturally, I will tear down the worst one, Xia Bingrong!

I think Xia Bingrong has been Feng Mubai’s teacher for more than ten years. The Big and Small Poetry Club has helped Feng Mubai with suggestions, but he has never written a song. After so many years, he finally wrote a song, but in the end he had to tear it up and spread it around. He still has What’s the point of meeting people face to face?

“Since everything is fine, is it okay if I keep the calligraphy treasure?”

“…”

Feng Mubai was silent for a moment, and finally lowered his proud head and said in a deep voice, “No problem.”

The scene instantly became a little colder, and

most of them were Those watching the excitement had a calm face, but they were extremely excited in their hearts, wanting to see how it would end in the end.

Feng Mubai took a few steps back, came to Prefect Xu and Master Xia and asked, “Teacher, what is going on?”

“Hey!”

Master Xia sighed and told all what happened just now. Feng Mubai After listening, he glanced at Ma Shibin and Feng Daoyou with cold eyes, as if he wanted to skin them alive.

Ma Shibin and Feng Daoyou knew that they were in the wrong, so they naturally did not dare to look at him. They lowered their heads and cursed Fatty Wei many times in their hearts, because they felt that if Fatty Wei hadn’t said that, who would have known that they were hiding him on purpose. Mo Bao?

Some people are like this. They clearly made mistakes, but in the end they have to blame them all on others.

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(End of this chapter)