I am a child of Daqin Xiong, who supervises the country at the age of eight

Chapter 426 Special
At this time, Brother Zheng was a little tired because he had to review the memorials for a long time, and he had to leave his own comments under each memorial, so he was moving his wrists there.

On one side, Brother Zheng, an old man, asked Ying Changsheng in front of him.

"You kid came here to find me, what are you going to do?"

"Father, I have come here with a good thing, and I want to give it to you, my father!"

Ying Changsheng said with a smile.

For a while, after hearing Ying Changsheng's voice.

Brother Zheng couldn't help being slightly taken aback, then looked at Ying Changsheng in surprise, and asked in puzzlement.

"what do you mean?"

"What do you want to give me?"

"Bring it here, let me see!"

"It's here!"

Brother Zheng's eager voice came out.

Ying Changsheng was also vague, he directly took his pen and paper, and then acted.

At this time, I saw Ying Changsheng stretching his hand into his arms, then took out the pen in his arms, and handed it to Brother Zheng.

The moment the pen was delivered to Brother Zheng.

Ying Zheng couldn't help but frowned slightly.

Then, looking at the seemingly unattractive pen in Ying Changsheng's hand, he looked at the latter with some puzzlement, and asked.

"You boy, what are you doing here with this thing?"

After finishing speaking, Brother Zheng took the pen from Ying Changsheng, a little puzzled, held it in his hand, and played with it, feeling extremely puzzled.

the reason is simple.

Brother Zheng didn't understand very much.

The good things that Ying Changsheng showed himself.

How could it be such a dodgy bamboo?

Is it possible that there is something special about this thing?
This thing, is it possible, what is the use?
Just as Brother Zheng was frowning and thinking.

Ying Changsheng, however, Brother Chaozheng, explained the reasoning behind it.

I only heard Ying Changsheng and his smiling brother Chaozheng explaining.

"Father, you old man doesn't know, the reason behind this is very simple!"

"Oh?"

For a moment, Ying Zheng was slightly puzzled, and he looked at Ying Changsheng in surprise.

I don't quite understand what the latter means.

And Ying Changsheng was not ambiguous, he explained.

"Father, you open the top cover and pull it out!"

"Oh?"

According to what Ying Changsheng said, Brother Zheng acted quickly and opened the cap of the pen. Immediately, looking at the nib with black ink on it, Brother Zheng was puzzled.

As for Ying Changsheng, he was unambiguous and direct, Brother Chao Zheng said.

"Father, this is a pen invented by my son, which can be used for writing. You only need to touch the paper in front of you with the tip of the pen, and you can write on it!"

"And, in the process, there is no need to re-dip the ink?"

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Brother Zheng was a little surprised.

However, according to what Ying Changsheng said, and in the way of holding a writing brush, he took the pen and began to write on the table.

Don't say it yet.

When the pen in brother Zheng's hand touched the table in front of him lightly.

For a moment, Brother Zheng was surprised to find out.

This thing can really be used for writing.

Moreover, the imitation of writing is really not low.

Thinking of this, Brother Zheng couldn't help but widen his eyes, and said to Ying Changsheng.

"You boy, you really made a useful thing!"

"Father, the way you use it is wrong, and my son will teach you a simpler way to use it!"

Ying Changsheng said with a smile.

Well, the method used by Brother Zheng is similar to the way of holding a brush. In this case, the wrist is still hanging in the air, which is very tiring.

See this situation.

Brother Zheng was also interested, only to see Ying Changsheng at the side, beckoning.

He took the pen, and then put his hand directly on the paper.

Immediately, writing began.

The tip of the pen fluttered over the paper.

I only saw that Ying Changsheng's writing speed was extremely fast, and he was looking at Brother Zheng.

stunned.

the reason is simple.

Brother Zheng never thought that this writing speed could reach such a fast level. For a while, Ying Zheng couldn't help but gasped, and said to Ying Changsheng.

"Not bad, not bad, you can write really fast, I've never seen someone write so fast!"

"Hahahaha, royal father, you can see it now!"

After Ying Changsheng laughed a few times, he said to Ying Zheng.

But soon.

Brother Zheng on the side discovered a new problem. He couldn't help but frown, looked at Ying Changsheng in front of him, and then muttered.

"However, your kid's way of writing seems to be a little special!"

"Oh?"

For a moment, Brother Zheng's voice fell, and Ying Changsheng couldn't help frowning. Soon, he realized the reason why Brother Zheng said so.

Well, because he used a hard pen to write, and then it was easy for a while, Ying Changsheng just stayed in bed and ignored an extremely important thing.

This matter is nothing else.

That is, Ying Changsheng at this time did not actually adopt the vertical writing method used in the current era, and then the writing method from right to left. He directly adopted a left-to-right writing method that people do not use nowadays. writing style.

Inevitably, after seeing this scene.

Brother Zheng couldn't help frowning, and now that Brother Zheng had seen this, Ying Changsheng didn't plan to make any excuses, he directly said to Ying Zheng with a serious face.

"Father, what do you think of the way of writing "Er Chen"?

"This one……"

Brother Zheng frowned slightly, then opened his mouth to speak.

"Although this way of writing seems to be a bit deviant, but, it seems, it is somewhat, somewhat pleasing to the eye..."

"Haha, of course!"

Hearing this, Ying Changsheng laughed a few times and Brother Chaozheng said.

Well, this way of writing certainly looks much more pleasing to the eye.

the reason is simple.

Human eyes see things horizontally.

In this situation.

It is definitely more convenient to view characters horizontally than vertically.

It is easier to receive information.

I only heard Ying Changsheng open his mouth to Ying Zheng.

"Father, you are right to think so!"

"My son will ask you another question!"

"Just ask!"

Ying Zheng nodded and did not refuse.

And Ying Changsheng was not ambiguous, he directly explained to Brother Chaozheng.

"Father, is this pen invented by my son easy to use?"

"Convenient, of course it is convenient!"

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng said without thinking.

Well, in Brother Zheng's opinion, this way of writing is simply not too convenient.

At this time, after hearing Brother Zheng's answer, Ying Changsheng showed a satisfied smile, and then he changed the subject and said to Ying Zheng.

"Since you think so, Royal Father, there is one thing I would like to suggest to you!"

"Oh? What's the matter?"

For a moment, Ying Zheng was a little surprised, he looked at Ying Changsheng, and asked very puzzled.

(End of this chapter)