Su San said excitedly: "This is just a word. There are so many of you, can't you pick one that is better written?"
This excitement naturally aroused public anger, but this anger was vented! It was not as skilled as humans, and it only showed off their verbal benefits, which was not human style. [].
"I'll do it." A voice came from the second floor.
When everyone looked up, they saw that the prince of the current dynasty had already stood up.
Gao Zaixian stood up and couldn't help feeling relieved! The prince was still young, but this calligraphy was a talent and realm! He was in the palace and gathered the strengths of all families. First of all, the prince had a vision of calligraphy.
From the beginning, he was much higher than everyone. Besides, he had a father like his son. He had a master-level figure all day long, and he was very grateful for his destiny and made some progress. How could Zhao Guang's handwriting be bad?
What's more, Zhao Guang was very happy since he was a child and was very talented in calligraphy. The emperor today also said: With time, he will definitely be better than the best!
If the word "The Prince" in this building is compared with that of this mysterious Master Huang, then there are probably not many people in the world who have the chance to win. Ji Lao is considered one, but today Ji Lao is the only one.
If he is the host, it is naturally impossible to play! If Ji Lao really comes on the field, even if he wins, it will give Master Huang a great face...
The prince looked at himself with a group of women with respect, and his adrenal glands naturally rushed up quickly. This direct competition with people face to face was something he had never seen before.
In the palace, when encountering festive things, he can write and write poems! But in that kind of occasion, the father usually does not allow him to write, because as soon as he writes, few ministers dare to write.
This opportunity is rare.
However, Gao Zaixian was even compared, so he couldn't be careless.
A shop clerk had already sent pen, ink, paper and inkstone at Xu Yingming's instructions.
Zhao Guang picked up the pen prepared in the store and frowned! The pen was a bit thick, not as good as the pen he often used! However, Gao Zaixian and Master Huang also used such pens. He
Of course, it’s hard to say, so I can change my pen.
Others can write with such a pen, so of course they can! But this feeling is a little worse.
To be on the safe side, Zhao Guang first practiced a few strokes on a piece of paper, and then he became familiar with the pen tip, and then he officially started writing poetry!
Although he is not outstanding in writing poetry, he can't be much worse after so many masters teach him! Although he is not Cai Feiyang, he can also be considered neat and decent. Now Zhao Guang is very interested, so he has already obtained a few sentences.
Because he wrote: The owner has a fish that is happy today, please call the zither of the guest in Jinling; the animals are still silent, and the four seats are talking about the sun.
It is written about the scene when a few prostitutes were playing piano just now! Although it was a bit exaggerated, it was also a reflection of the scene.
The guards had already come forward, took the calligraphy of Zhao Guang, and went downstairs to hand it to Ji Lao's hand! The crowd hung their eyes and headed towards Ji Lao!
Zhao Guang was also nervous, afraid that his words would be typoed by Ji Lao and would lose face! However, it would not be true. Although calligraphy has reached a certain level, it is difficult to say who is better or worse, but since Ji Lao was
If you leave the word "high first", there is no reason to type your own words!
You are both high and high, and you are often immersed in calligraphy. You are definitely not the principle of taking high and giving up your own words!
I saw Mr. Ji holding Gao Zaixian's word in one hand and Zhao Guang's word in the other hand, and left and right! He picked up the words of Master Huang and looked at them. Finally, he had to wave to Gao Zaixian and said: "
First! Come near."
Gao Zaixian was a junior polite in front of Ji Lao. He hurriedly stepped forward a few steps and bowed, "Ji Lao!"
"The previous characters and the prince's words are good! But we are not good at winning by more, so we can only choose one of the two characters! The prince's words are somewhat similar to the master Huang's words, for the sake of
It’s so good, so I took the word "Crown Prince"!" Ji Lao said, while handing the word "Gao Zaixian back!
Gao Zaixian dared to have a temper? He knew that it was difficult to distinguish between the two! The prince's handwriting is graceful and gentle, and is quite popular among the world. Therefore, in most cases, the prince's handwriting is even more
It’s wrong to make people like it! Besides, in this kind of situation, can you hold your own words and type the word "The Prince"?
Therefore, Gao Zaixian quickly picked up his characters! Some students rushed forward and asked Gao Zaixian for the characters! Gao Zaixian did not hide his weakness, so they handed the characters to everyone.
All the students stopped talking again! Such good words were copied, and from Ji Lao's previous tone, it seemed that Master Huang's words were even better. I couldn't help but take a sip of coldness.
You're so arrogant, it turns out that the reason why these three Durbans are so arrogant is really confident!
When you are most proud of others, it will hit people's self-confidence! It is like entering straight with one sword, or like a mountain of Tai, which is the easiest to make people collapse.
People are most proud of their talents and knowledge! And calligraphy is the foundation! If someone compares them here, how can they be crazy?
At the same time, Zhao Pu was very proud!
No matter what poetry is, he is still very confident about his own words. Before, he was a little uncertain! Because he was praised by people around him every day and dared not believe in anything. Until Ji Lao brought the talented people to the
After typing the characters, I saw that I really liked them first, and the characters were also typing, but the characters were replaced by the prince!
Now, he felt confident.
No one knows his son as good as his father. Zhao Guang is worth a pound. How could he, a father, not know?
King Zhao Yun of Wu looked at Zhao Guang coldly while seeing Zhao Guang full of energy on Ji Lao, he couldn't help but laugh in his heart: It's just writing a word and writing a poem! Can this thing govern the country? Can this thing make the Feng Dynasty powerful?
This thing can allow Fengren to take the capital back to his hometown.
"Don't do your job properly!"
Mo Shaohua pretended not to hear Zhao Yun curse quietly! Instead, he quietly announced the final result.
Mo Shaohua is born with a human being, so he naturally has no prejudice against the prince!
Those who govern the country should practice more, which will definitely have only benefits, but no harm! But those who govern the country cannot specialize in it. If you turn yourself into a master of learning, you will not be able to write calligraphy.
After all, a person's life is limited. It is definitely not easy to be able to excel in a certain industry, and it takes a lot of time! If a country governs the country and spends all his time on other things, then for the country,
It's not a good thing...Mo Shaohua admires King Wu again at this point.
The emperor should be diligent in state affairs, rather than immersing in such small tricks.
Ji Lao coughed and briskly moved the prince's poems and Master Huang, Sandeban, in his hand, and then asked someone to hang these two poems on both sides with a wave.
The pillar said, "For the sake of fairness, I dare not make arbitrary decisions! These two poems have changed. As long as the prince does not support the voice and Master Huang does not support the voice, then no one knows that these two poems are written.
The real master! Now let’s hang it out and leave it to everyone to judge. If you like a character, you will stand on the other side of the character! Let’s start.”
For a moment, there was a mess on the first floor, and people rushed around. However, after a while, it didn't take long. Most of the people stood on the left hand of Ji Lao.
!
Zhao Guang curled his head down, feeling itchy and uncomfortable! He wanted to know if the word on his left was his own, but he kept it and didn't say anything!
After Ji Lao's eyes, he did not have any additional expressions, but said slowly: "There is another item to compare the characters, which is to compare the poem! This matter is also left to everyone to complete. Which poem do you think is good?
Which poem to go?"
When everyone is writing, it is also a poem. Obviously, it is on Ji Lao's left hand side, and this poem is better...
Therefore, a few more people on the right came over.
Mr. Ji gave the prince a gentle look, but still said slowly: "Okay! Both items have been compared! In summary, everyone will still comment on who is better! However, before the final result came out, I still
I would like to remind you: this last choice is related to the bet of 20,000 taels, and the face of the students in the building! You have to be careful! Let’s start choosing now.”
Mr. Ji also talked about the boy crazy. While saying this, he took his eyes and glanced at the few people on his right hand!
These people who are already standing on the left of Ji Lao will naturally not move! When choosing characters, they stand on the left; when choosing poems, they also stand on the left; when they are not reasonable, they stand on the right when they are finally selected.
go!
The person standing on Ji Lao's right, when Ji Lao's eyes turned, couldn't help but feel excited. Although the word he chose was good and the poem was acceptable, it was hard to figure out whether this was the prince's! If it were this word,
It was the awesome word that was used to coax the Sandban, wouldn’t it lose their face?
Mr. Ji's wink just now seemed to be implying something? I thought Mr. Ji would not have the ambition of the third Durban and lost face. He moved his heart and stood on the left side of Mr. Ji.
Mr. Ji smiled and said, "Have you chosen all of them? Don't move?"
"Don't move." Everyone came to Ji Lao's expressions relaxed, thinking that the overall situation was decided!
Seeing this situation, Zhao Guang also felt that the words on Ji Lao’s left hand should be his own! Yet, his words are in the way of the father. There are many officials on this floor, and they usually have a chance to get in touch with the father’s.
If you have characters, you will naturally know the style of your characters. Even if your characters are a little worse, they will never be able to choose the wrong one.
Thinking of this, Zhao Guangxin calmed down and copied it, put the teacup in his palm, and started drinking it comfortably.
Mr. Ji was funny and said to everyone: "Then everyone read the poem on the left! Then the matter will be a result."
A few officials who wanted to flatter the prince, recited in unison: The blue bird carries grapes and flew to the golden well railing. The beauty went away for fear and did not dare to roll the curtains.