Cui Xian was stunned.

He hurriedly dodged the kneeling of this group of people.

Kneeling down at the slightest disagreement?

Stop this farce, it's too scary!

But Yan Siyuan was already immersed in the fantasy of "the calligraphy saint is famous in Daliang" and could not extricate himself.

He picked up the calligraphy written by Cui Xian and said in a trembling voice, "Leave two people to accompany Brother Jia Shao, and the rest of you follow me."

"Brother Jia Shao, after today, your reputation as a calligrapher and benevolent will be known all over the world!"

After saying that.

A group of them rushed out of Hongyan Tower.

Cui Xian couldn't stop him even if he wanted to.

Haters, please explain clearly, what is going on?

The other side.

The excited Yan Siyuan, along with a group of scholars from the Anti-Xian Alliance, rushed to Mengjin County.

Someone asked anxiously, "Brother Siyuan, do you think the magistrate of Mengjin County will open the granary to distribute food?"

Yan Siyuan sneered, "He said it himself! As long as our anti-Xian alliance can come up with better calligraphy or poetry than Cui Xian, we will agree to open the warehouses to distribute food! And release Brother Huai Ming and Brother Xiu De."

"This calligraphy is enough to make that bastard county magistrate fulfill his promise!"

right!

When everyone thought of Jia Shao's calligraphy, their hearts immediately became hot.

People, there is salvation!

Yan Siyuan and others went all the way from Hongyan Tower to the outside of Mengjin City.

At this moment, outside Mengjin City, there were densely packed...all refugees!

Refugees fleeing from Shaanxi!

They lay here and there on the road, looking tired, hungry, sad and desperate.

The entire Mengjin city was thrown into panic due to the arrival of a large number of refugees.

Yan Siyuan and others arrived at the city gate.

The soldiers guarding the city saw them and looked disgusted: "It's you again, you dare to cause trouble! Be careful or the Lord will arrest you all!"

Yan Siyuan raised his head proudly and handed over Jia Shao's calligraphy: "Send it to your master and tell him that the calligraphy master has come to Mengjin and quickly open the warehouse to provide food!"

The soldier rolled his eyes.

But knowing that this group of scholars was not easy to deal with, he chose to send the calligraphy to the county government.

The magistrate of Mengjin County was busy handling official business.

"The Sage of Calligraphy has come to Mengjin?"

Hearing what the soldiers said, the magistrate of Mengjin County sneered and took the calligraphy: "Okay, okay, I want to see what kind of person dares to call himself the Sage of Calligraphy——"

"hiss!!"

Before he could finish his words, the magistrate of Mengjin County gasped and almost fell down, his hand holding the copybook trembling slightly.

"Which calligraphy master is this? It's over, it's all over! Mengjin is finished!"

"Hurry up, open the granary and build ten porridge sheds to provide disaster relief!"