Chapter 107
"Of course it's one. Can you write several more songs and throw them there so that others can't choose?" Wang Yang gave Liu Yiyi a angrily glance, and his eyes fell on Li Shishi's body.
Seeing this little girl with a worried look on her face, Wang Yang stretched out his hand and used his head-touching skills. "Don't worry, there are not many people in the world who can be the talented opponents of your master, at least there are no ones today."
Li Shishi's bright watery eyes suddenly became a cute crescent moon, reflecting the bright moonlight in the sky, as dark as the black gem hidden at the bottom of the stream. "Well, I knew, master, you will definitely be the best one."
Seeing the master and servant playing sweethearts in front of him, Liu Yiyi couldn't help but curl her lips. "Brother Wang, you are really right. I happened to ask someone just now, and I learned that this Mid-Autumn Festival meeting can be written three poems."
"What you mean is that I can write three poems, right?" Wang Yang couldn't help but feel a little stunned. Damn... No wonder when he was copying that poem, he saw people not far away writing one poem there and then continued with grief. He thought that the guy wrote a piece and wanted to rewrite it.
"Maybe you got there, just writing there in a daze, why didn't you see others doing?" Liu Yiyi looked at Wang Yang in surprise, as if she was watching a fool muttering lollipops and giggling foolishly.
"Don't talk nonsense, I naturally saw it." Wang Yang touched his nose awkwardly, and then pretended to be calm. "But for a talented man like me, one song is enough."
"It's true, don't even win that rabbit girl. At that time, I will see your joke." Liu Yiyi laughed, her smile was so charming and her eyes were so cunning.
But Li Shishi was not as gloating as Liu Yiyi, but looked anxious. "Oh, master, what should you do if you lose to those young men who bet with you... Wouldn't you want to be naked? What a shame to go to the Bian River at that time?"
"... Girl, you can't think of a good one. Do you think your master is so easy to lose to others? Don't forget that your master's words have been named after the Bianhe Festival." Wang Yang couldn't help but roll his eyes. Why is this girl so rich in association?
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At this time, Li Qingzhao also left the case with a radiant look on her face. When she walked back to the crowd, Chen Jie quickly walked forward and asked nervously. "How is it, are you sure?"
"Well, I'm very sure. Today, I can be regarded as having a very extraordinary performance. I wrote a good poem that I couldn't believe even." Li Qingzhao showed a brilliant and confident smile and nodded vigorously and answered.
Zhao Ji, Li brothers, and Gao Qiu also put down their pens and returned. After a long time, he heard the sound of ringing the bell from the brightly lit hall in front of him.
Then the servants began to urge the literary youths who had not left the case yet. When the second bell rang, almost all the people who were still writing hard or who were thinking hard had to get up and leave helplessly.
The third time the bell rang, and the servants had already started to clean up the tables and seat cushions. At this moment, in the hall, almost most of the Hanlin scholars were among them, and many officials from the Ministry of Rites looked at the many words hanging in the hall.
The names of all the lyrics have been pasted, so that at least it can eliminate favorable scoring to a large extent. However, this is just a Mid-Autumn Festival literary event, not a serious imperial examination consideration, so these lyrics were not handed over to others for copying and then sent to these referees for review.
Each newly obtained lyricist will be first examined by five Hanlin bachelors and officials of the Ministry of Rites. Among the five, as long as more than three people think that they can pass, it will be considered that the preliminary examination will be passed, and then hung in the hall, reviewed by the referees, and selected excellent works.
Finally, the judges discussed it and finally selected the first place, the second place two, the third place three, and five, the fourth place and ten fifth place.
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"There are a lot more people coming to participate in the literary party today than in previous years." A white-bearded Hanlin scholar sat on the couch, chatting with others while stretching out his hand to the newly-rolled pile of rice paper about nearly a foot thick that had been pushed by the servant next to him.
"Well, there are so many, but it's a pity that it's hard to find good works... I'm dizzy when I see them. I haven't seen any refreshing masterpieces yet." The official of the Ministry of Rites next to him nodded in agreement. After reading the poem in his hand, he shook his head helplessly, picked up his pen, made a small fork in the corner, and handed it to the next companion.
"This is... Huh?" The old Hanlin scholar who was speaking at the beginning said, but unexpectedly, when he saw the newly picked up the rice paper in his hand, he couldn't help but be stunned. "This handwriting is really good..."
After praise, his eyes fell on the song "Mulan Ci" and he chanted in a low voice: "If life was just like the first meeting, why did the autumn wind make a sad fan..."
Just these two sentences made the other four preliminary reviewers who had been reviewing the work and bragging and fucking each other and their eyes lit up.
"The hearts of old friends change easily, but the hearts of old friends change easily..." The next two sentences made the four people almost close their breathing and their eyes wide open.
After reading the old Hanlin scholar, his turbid old eyes began to become energetic. Then he shook the piece of rice paper in his hand and shouted loudly. "Everyone, calm, please calm down."
The officials in the hall who were appreciating and reviewing the lyrics all stopped talking and looked at the old Hanlin.
"Listen to you... If life is just like the first meeting, why does the autumn wind make a sad painting fan? It changes easily but the hearts of old friends, but says that the hearts of old friends are easy to change..."
The hall was silent, everyone held their breath and condensed their breath, and their eyes shone as the old Hanlin read this shocking work that made everyone's eyes shine.
After listening to it, the expressions of the two still seemed so intoxicated, and it was obvious that they had not yet come back to the taste. The Minister Gao of the Ministry of Rites, who presided over the Today's Literature Association, and Zhang Xueshi of the Hanlin Academy, both walked towards the old Hanlin. Before the Minister Gao of the Ministry of Rites arrived, he could not wait to ask loudly. "Wang Hanlin, who is this? Could it be that everyone came here to make fun of it today?"
"I really don't know, and this writing is really refreshing..." Wang Hanlin shook his head and handed the rice paper to the Minister Gao who was walking over.
"Huh... What a strange way of writing, this is..." After Mr. Gao's eyes fell on the handwriting, his eyes lit up.
Xueshu Zhang's eyes were even brighter and he raised his hand and took it from Mr. Gao's hand. He walked up to the lantern and looked at it carefully. He tskated his placard. "I have never seen this kind of writing. Look at his pen tip, which is enough to make his pen agile and quick, and the handwriting is thin and powerful, so he can see his strength..."
"When it is thin without losing its flesh, the characters can be seen in the graceful and graceful manner. Because the strokes are relatively thin and hard, the brushwork is exposed, and traces of movement such as the movement of the Tington can be clearly seen. It is a font with a very unique style..."
"After the Wei and Jin Dynasties, although there are many people who have mastered calligraphy, they can form their own schools and make new achievements, but there is almost no trace of them. I didn't expect that I would meet someone here today..."
"If a good life is just like the first meeting, such calligraphy and literary talent, I really opened my eyes today."
"Two, two, don't read calligraphy. Can you see this poem first?" At this time, the other officials who were surrounded could not help but rolled their eyes. Why did these two guys who were crazy about calligraphy hold it? What else do others think?
"Yes, yes, come on, let's take a look..." It is definitely a rare encounter for every literary veteran, middle-aged and young man in his life.
But now, I really encountered this. How can I not let these literati who are usually wild and wanton and anxious?
"Everything is quiet, don't squeeze, don't rob, Ouch, where is the imperial guard?" At the beginning, I wanted to talk about some affection, but the companions looked like two fangs and claws, which immediately made Mr. Gao angry and shouted quickly.
As soon as the imperial guards entered the door, the Hanlin bachelor's and officials of the Ministry of Rites who wanted to see the original works earlier were naturally embarrassed to not pay attention to their graceful demeanor.
This song "Mulan Ci" was soon hung in the hall, and in the most eye-catching position, the officials rushed over and looked at the song "Mulan Ci" carefully.
They shook their heads and sighed. "As soon as this word comes out, the word "Mulan Ci", how many people can dare to write it, and how many people can dare to show off their skills..."
"Oh, it's a pity, it's a pity... The autumn mood, parting, and the changes in people's hearts are all described in it. The three words we have published are perfectly included in this song "Mulan Ci". In this way, I really don't know who else can surpass this masterpiece."
"Not only is his lyrics so outstanding, but his calligraphy is amazing, and his unique style is also outstanding. It is unique and unique..."
There were crowds of people in the hall, and His Highness and the young literary men all looked at the hall where the guards lived. They were extremely uneasy.
As for the veteran driver Wang Yang, when he saw Li Qingzhao, who always stretched his jade neck toward the hall, couldn't help but smile very gentlemanly at the lady.
However, the woman Li Qingzhao only gave her a cute roll of eyes in return, which made Wang Daguanren look so shady.
Chapter completed!