After the last Wanxiang Trading Conference, Ding Yang already knew how popular Pan Gu’s Mo and Zhao Wenxiu’s pens were.

Therefore, the first choice of Helan Inkstone is Pan Gumo's main store.

Although Zhao Wenxiu's pen is also the top signature brand in Tokyo, compared with inkstones, it is more suitable for ink matching. Not to mention that Shezhou is not only famous for making inks, but also famous for making inkstones.

The name of She inkstone is only under Duan inkstone.

What's more, compared to Zhao Wenxiu, Pan Gu is even more magical. The ink he made has always been among the finest. After his death, it turned out that the ink he made had become a treasure of the Great Inner.

The Eight Pine Smoke Ink collected by Emperor Huizong of Song decades later was made by Pan Gu.

Even Song Huizong, who is like the king of the same country, cherishes the abnormality of the use of Ba Songs.

During the Xining period, the ink specially made by Pan Gu, whether it is "Songfan" or "Yanzi", were all known as the magical product of ink. Pan Gu was even called the Immortal of the Immortal at that time. In terms of ink Tao, there was no one in the world who was right.

However, Pan Gu likes to drink, but later because he drinks too much, he finally feels a little unconscious in his later years. One time, he fell into the water after drinking and drowned.

For this reason, Su Shi also wrote poems to commemorate Pan Gu - the so-called "Once you go into the sea to find Li Bai, you can see the ink immortals in the world in vain."

Sure enough, as soon as Ding Yang entered the store, he found that there were many people gathered in the store. Judging from his clothes and demeanor, it was probably all scholars. He was staring at the two people nervously, staring at their every move.

Ding Yang was a little puzzled at first, so he couldn't help but ask someone quietly: "Brother, what are you doing?"

The person who was disturbed waved his hand impatiently. He didn't want to say it, but he turned around and saw Ding Yang's extraordinary appearance and a very alternative temperament. He didn't dare to underestimate him: "Mr. Yuzhang, a professor of the Imperial College, came to find Pangu Pass!"

Shuopu?

Ding Yang knew this.

In the Song Dynasty, gambling was called Guanpu, but Guanpu was more not gambling, but gambling.

Mr. Yuzhang?

Hiss... Ding Yang felt as if he had just heard these few words.

It’s okay to forget about other daily life in the Song Dynasty. Whether it’s accent or words, it’s not a big problem for Ding Yang to study it carefully. But the name of people is really worrying.

The ancients had many rules for calling others, including respectful titles, characters, names, official positions, hometown place names, posthumous titles, and alias. If you become a monk in your later years, you may also have Taoist names and Buddha names. In addition, taboos are so complicated that it is unimaginable.

If I hadn't lived here for many years, I would definitely not be able to tell who someone said the name?

Moreover, Ding Yang's history has never been a strong point. He knows the truth about many historical celebrities but does not know why. For example, Su Shi, a writer-level figure in the Song Dynasty, said that Su Dongpo or Su Zizhan, Ding Yang may be able to tell it.

But if someone talks about Su Hezhong or Su Wenzhonggong, he would never have thought that this was talking about Su Shi.

In fact, He Zhong is also Su Shi's name, and Wen Zhong is the posthumous title given to Su Shi by Emperor Gaozong of Song.

So when Ding Yang heard Mr. Yuzhang not mention it, he felt soreness in his teeth.

Damn, who knows who this Mr. Yuzhang is?

I said, "You literati can't speak well?" You have to deliberately say something so complicated. Can't you just say what his name is? You have to go back and forth around?

However, although Ding Yang was very upset, he also knew that these habits such as titles were completely elegant and elegant things among scholars. If he dared to say this, he would definitely be ridiculed, and no one would tell him the truth.

So after hearing someone's explanation, Ding Yang couldn't understand at all, so he had to pretend to be an expert and echoed: "Oh, it turns out that it's Mr. Yuzhang here. No wonder, no wonder!"

Who made the mainstream of society today be cultural people, and could not get into this class, and why would you talk about passing the trial task?

Therefore, Ding Yang's standard configuration before this time travel was a scholar suit, including changing his hairstyle.

If it is exposed because of this, it will be a joke for the ages.

Forget it, no matter who this is, just watch the fun.

Two people in the field are considered to be one of the old and one of the young. The older ones are about 50 years old. Later, Ding Yang learned that they are only 46 years old this year - ancient people looked so old.

The younger man is only in his early twenties, and he is definitely not even more than thirty years old.

The former has dark skin and rough palms; the latter has elegant and extraordinary demeanor.

To be honest, Ding Yang now doesn’t matter who Mr. Yuzhang is? He doesn’t even know who Mr. Yuzhang is in the field!

Which one is Mr. Yuzhang and that is Pan Gu again?

Logically speaking, I heard that person say something more just now - Mr. Yu Zhang, a professor of Imperial College, said that this gentleman is at least teaching in Imperial College. It is impossible to do so without real people in his stomach.

By distinguishing between the two people in the field, the older person is more in line with this identity, but in this way, is Pan Gu, known as the Immortal of the Mo, still so young now? It is a bit unreasonable! After all, the ability to play ink is so skillful that you can't get it without time!

This analysis made Ding Yang feel confused again - it seems that older people are more in line with Pan Gu's identity, but doesn't this mean that young people have entered the Imperial College for teaching at the age of twentieth?

Damn, then how talented Mr. Yuzhang is!

Ding Yang's mind was full of chaos, but the two of them in the field ignored the chaos in his mind and had already come to the point.

When he saw the young man laughing, he first said, "Haha, Tingjian came here today not to buy ink, but to come to find Mr. Pan to pay one or two."

The elderly man with black skin gently stroked his beard and said gently: "Oh? But I don't know how Professor Huang can stop him?"

Professor Huang?

It seems that this young man is Mr. Yu Zhang, who is already a professor in the Imperial College at such an age!

By the way, he seemed to call himself "Tingjian" just now, so to put it...

It turns out that Mr. Yuzhang is Huang Tingjian!

You said it earlier!

Even if Ding Yang’s history is not good, Huang Tingjian’s name has been heard of.

He was known as the Four Scholars of Sumen, together with Zhang Lei, Chao Buzhi and Qin Guan; and both running scripts and cursive scripts were famous all over the world, one of Su Huang, Mi Cai in the Song Dynasty; his articles were stronger than poetry, so he and Su Shi were named Su Huang; he served his mother very filial, and he washed the toilet for his mother every night, ranking one of the twenty-four filial piety for his "cleaning the urinary device".

What impressed Ding Yang was that on June 3, 2010, after 70 rounds of auctions, Huang Tingjian's calligraphy "The Pulse of the Pulse" volume was set for a record of 390 million yuan in art auctions. Including the 12% commission, the final total transaction price was as high as 436.8 million yuan, far exceeding the sky-high price of 230 million yuan created by Yuan Blue and White at Christie's Auction in London in 2005.

Calculated based on the 3rd volume of "The Inscription on the Pigeon" of Volume 3 of 82 lines and 407 characters in total. Each character of Huang Tingjian is worth 1.07 million yuan, which can be said to be worth a million yuan per word.

At this moment, I finally saw the real person on the spot, and Ding Yang immediately looked at him like he was looking at a golden God of Wealth.

Such a God of Wealth came to Pan Guguanpu, but I really couldn't imagine what they would bet on.

In an instant, Ding Yang became very interested in the good show in front of him.

Sure enough, I didn’t find the wrong place, I came to Pan Gu’s house right!

After hearing Pan Gu's question, Huang Tingjian smiled and pointed at a cannon of the ink on Pan Gu's rack and said, "I'll use it as bait and shut it up, how about it?"

"Oh? Professor Huang has such a good eye. He took my store treasure at a glance!" Pan Gu smiled, gently took off the ink bag, and gently stroked it: "My Liu Songfan is the most proud of ink bag in the past years, and it is not a common choice. But since Professor Huang is sexual today, it is not impossible to use it as bait."

When Huang Tingjian heard this, he immediately showed joy.

For calligraphy masters like him, the most important thing is to use ink.

After seeing this ink from Pan Gu family earlier, I no longer had the taste and couldn't sleep well. I wanted to get this ink all day long.

As for calligraphy, a real good ink is something that a daughter can ask for.

But it just doesn't sell this bag of ink, no matter how much it costs, it's not OK.

The more I can't get it, the more I longed Huang Tingjian.

Finally, he didn't know where to find out about Pan Gu's interests and hobbies, so he thought about betting with others that the bet was Liu Songfan. As long as he won, he would get this peerless good mo. For this reason, he also specially found good wine.

Sure enough, Pan Gu then asked: "Since we are trying to win each other, I took Liu Songfan as bait, but I don't know what Professor Huang uses to make bait?"

Huang Tingjian immediately showed off the good wine he carried and laughed: "Hahaha, if I had known that the shop owner Pan would not suffer any loss, Tingjian would naturally not forget to give out the bait. This is the treasured rose dew in the forbidden area, and ordinary people would not even see it. Today I will use this as bait to close the shop owner Pan!"

"Take good wine rose dew in the forbidden area?" Pan Gu's eyes lit up instantly, and they actually looked a little shining.

With his status, he really cannot drink the treasured wine from the palace.

Only ministers like Huang Tingjian, who are deeply appreciated by the emperor, can be rewarded with such good wine.

He heard that Huang Tingjian passed the Jinshi exam in the fourth year of Emperor Yingzong of the previous dynasty. He was then appointed as the county magistrate of Ye County, Runan. Two years later, his original wife Sun died in the Ye County Office, and died at the age of 20.

Later, Huang Tingjian took the examination of the Four Beijing School Officials, and was the best among all the articles, and immediately became the youngest professor in the Imperial College. When Emperor Shenzong learned that he had lost his wife, he later posthumously named his deceased wife the Lord of Lanxi County.

Zhao Xu's appreciation of him is almost well known.

It is reasonable that he can get the best wine collected in the forbidden area.

Pan Gu loved wine all his life, but in the end he even caused his death to fall into the water and drowned after being drunk. Hearing that Guan Pu's bet turned out to be the wine collected by Da Nei, he was immediately moved.

But I was moved because I was moved. However, Liu Songfan was also his lifelong masterpiece, so how could he lose easily?

"Well, the bait is enough. I just don't know what Professor Huang is going to do this time?"

Huang Tingjian looked unafraid of you not being able to get into the trap: "I heard for a long time that Manager Pan is not only good at making ink, but also good at debate ink. I wonder if it is right or not?"

"Haha, they are all colleagues who love each other, but they have some tricks." Although the words were tepid, even Ding Yang could hear the confidence in them.

"Okay, then you and I will use the debate as a play today, how about it?" Huang Tingjian finally revealed his minions.
Chapter completed!