This question is so easy to answer, not only Rick, but I am afraid that everyone in the Snow Dance Legion now knows the movements of the Sword Emperor.The Sword Emperor didn't make any moves, and he couldn't settle down anymore."
He didn't do anything."
Rick thought about it seriously and said, "At present, His Majesty the Sword Emperor is very idle every day, drinking tea and tasting wine, and in addition, he spends most of his time practicing calligraphy. ”"Practicing calligraphy?"
Li Tianlan's eyes were in a trance.Rick nodded, as if he suddenly thought of something, and then said: "Ah, by the way, Your Majesty asked the Snow Dance Legion to help him prepare two sets of Hanfu yesterday, which is a strange request." ”Li Tianlan did not speak.The kimono of Higashishima is similar to that of Hanfu, with wide robes and wide sleeves, but the latter is more elaborate and elaborate than the kimono.On the eve of Li Huacheng's visit to Ulan Kingdom, Wang Tianzong asked for this ancient costume, in a sense, it was equivalent to showing that he was still in the position of Zhongzhou, this kind of statement was very vague, but Li Huacheng was definitely happy to see it.Li Tianlan thought about it casually in his mind, didn't pay much attention to it, and just asked, "What did he write?"
”"I don't know."
Rick shook his head, a little helpless.Now the whole world knows that Wang Tianzong was imprisoned by Li Tianlan in the presidential palace of Ulan State, but only Ulan State does not dare to think so, inside and outside Ulan, up and down the Snow Dance Legion, who is polite and respectful to Wang Tianzong, what Wang Tianzong wrote, he is unwilling to publicize it, is there really anyone who dares to see it?
Li Tianlan leaned on the sofa and lit a cigarette, muttered to himself to practice calligraphy, Hanfu, and suddenly asked, "Are you sure he only got a few sets of ancient costumes?"
”"Sure."
Rick spoke without hesitation.Wang Tianzong's purchase of ancient costumes through the Snow Dance Legion was sent to his desk for the first time, in the past twenty years, Wulan and Zhongzhou have always been on good terms, the so-called Zhongzhou ancient costumes naturally have no market, Rick still asked someone to buy them from Aemia, and carefully inspected them several times before handing them over to Wang Tianzong, all of which he personally took over, and saw that it was sent to Wang Tianzong, and there could be nothing else in the middle.Li Tianlan took a puff of his cigarette and fell into deep thought.The matter of ancient costumes was completely put down by him, and what he was thinking about was why Wang Tianzong wanted to practice calligraphy.His mind kept drifting away, thinking of the Li family, thinking of the Lin family, thinking of the Beihai Wang family, and even thinking of more than twenty years ago.At the beginning of the border of Central-continent, from childhood to adulthood, even before he left, Li Honghe let him practice calligraphy every day.A worn-out brush falls on the yellowed white rice paper, each stroke of which is a sword light.But this is not Lee's path.The twenty-four heavy swords of the Li clan only seek the sword qi to be fierce and shatter the sky.This is also not the path of the Beihai Wang Clan, the martial arts of the Beihai Wang Clan broke out in an instant, and it was invincible in the world.But now Wang Tianzong is practicing calligraphy.The Sword Emperor's every move will not be meaningless.The Lin clan began to become clearer in his mind, and he thought of the shot that Lin leisurely made in front of him.The martial arts of the Lin clan and the Li clan are in the same line, but they are different, the same god of war diagram, the same sword twenty-four, the Li clan's heavy sword, and the Lin clan's heavy meaning.It wasn't until Li Tianlan traveled thousands of miles in the past three years that he understood the meaning of Li Honghe's desire to practice calligraphy by himself, and his sword intent became flawless in the three years of travel, and the starting point of everything was the worn-out brush.To practice words is to practice swords.Wang Tianzong was accumulating his sword intent.Li Honghe understands the emphasis of the Lin clan's martial arts, and Wang Tianzong can naturally understand it.Continue the sword intent, all-encompassing.Wang Tianzong has really reached the last step of the breakthrough.Li Tianlan's heart suddenly became a little cold.He looked out the window and was silent for a long time without speaking."
Your Highness...
Do you want to—" Rick coughed dryly, slurping."
No, you don't."
Li Tianlan shook his head: "The matter of the Sword Emperor, you don't have to pay attention to it from now on. ”"How's that going to work?"
Rick subconsciously stood up."
It's useless to pay attention.Wait. ”Li Tianlan stood up and walked to the study, and said calmly: "Wait for him to leave by himself." ”Rick's mind went blank for a moment, and he instinctively asked, "Where is Your Highness?"
”Li Tianlan didn't look back, just said calmly: "I also practice calligraphy." ”He pushed open the door to his study and walked in.The delicate Dongcheng had already woken up, blinking a pair of clear eyes and said, "Want to practice calligraphy?"
”Li Tianlan looked at him and smiled, and said softly, "Prepare paper and pen." ”He should have thought of this method a long time ago.Back then, in the Sky Academy, when he wrote the three words of the Eastern Emperor Palace with his own hands, he vaguely knew this method.It was only now that he was reminded by Wang Tianzong that he remembered it.Take the pen as the sword, condense the sword intent.It is a hidden sword, and it is also a sword.This may be the only way he can now take his already flawless sword intent one step further.Dongcheng quickly prepared the pen and paper, stood beside Li Tianlan and sharpened the ink with his own hands.Her body had a very light fragrance, and her expression was unusually focused.The sound of wind and rain, the sound of the ear.Li Tianlan stood in front of the table with a pen, like a sword, and a sword intent condensed into a line from his wrist and the tip of the pen.Li Tianlan quietly looked at the paper in front of him, his eyes were only calm, like a deep starry sky.At the same time.In the only intact room in the presidential palace, Wang Tianzong was also practicing calligraphy.A dark Hanfu was worn on him, with fluttering plackets and flying sleeves, but his hand holding the pen was unusually stable and did not tremble in the slightest.The complete room, white paper, dignified ink, dark costumes, and a tall figure.Everything seems to have become one invisibly, and everything in the world is gently shaking with the pen in Wang Tianzong's hand.Everything eventually becomes a sword.Incomparably solemn, incomparably solemn.Hundreds of words leap onto the page, stroke by stroke.Wang Tianzong's handwriting is not beautiful, and it can't even be said to be particularly neat, but it has its own awe-inspiring and even submissive power in one horizontal and one vertical.This kind of power is not a sharp edge, but a heaviness that is enough to crush everything in an instant.His eyes were focused and serious.Put pen to paper.The last word.At the same time.Li Tianlan's pen swiped across the paper.The first word.An incomparably violent sword qi flew up in an instant with Li Tianlan's pen, expanding to the entire study, layer upon layer, mysterious and unpredictable.Winter instantly entered the study.Dongcheng, who was standing beside Li Tianlan, moved a little uneasily, everything in her sight did not change, but vaguely, it seemed that the entire space began to gradually condense.The sword qi became more and more fierce with the stroke of the pen tip.Lin Fengting, who was meditating, opened his eyes directly.He glanced around with a blank look, and finally saw Li Tianlan behind the desk.It was all too familiar to him.His pupils shrank suddenly.Li Xiangsheng also woke up.Everyone's eyes fell on the rice paper in front of Li Tianlan.That's his first word.Simple.There is only one horizontal, which is for one.What no one knows is that in the presidential palace, Wang Tianzong's last word is also simple.There is only one horizontal, and it is also one.Finish with one word.Start with a word.A word is like a sword.