"Li Bai..."

"Well, I took off his boots for him. What's the big deal? This is what I do to serve people."

"That……"

"Hanlin serves the emperor, drafts edicts, and should be the mouthpiece and confidant of the saint. If he had not been released, would he still be alive today?"

This must be a question that many people are curious about. Gao Lishi got a little annoyed. He picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, handed it to Xue Bai's hand, and scolded him again.

"Ask others who know how to ask, so you don't have to be honest."

"I haven't really done anything lately."

Xue Bai emphasized again, took up the pen and wrote eight-point regular script smoothly.

The ink grinded by Gao Lishi is indeed incredible, even and delicate, with full color. Xue Bai grinds it very rough himself, while Qinglan's girl is a little picky. Every time she adds a little more water, the ink is a little lighter.

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"On the middle finger of the Buddha's right hand, there were eight characters written on it: 'The Great Sage Qitian is here to visit', and there was a smell of urine between the fingers. The Monkey King was shocked..."

Gao Lishi suddenly asked: "Don't you know how to use running script?"

"The teacher only taught me regular script and said I was far from qualified to learn running script. How does General Gao think my calligraphy has improved?"

"Alright."

Gao Lishi was so patient that he actually stood aside with his hands folded and watched him write from beginning to end, sometimes observing his expression.

In the afternoon, Xue Bai filled up a scroll. Gao Lishi put it away and left without asking anyone else.

The less you ask, the more it means the saint knows what he is doing.

The truths and lies told by the ministers, and the selfish calculations carried out by the ministers, could not escape those fiery eyes.
Chapter completed!