Chapter 510: It's Him!

"Okay, good, Hua Yinxiu is worthy of Hua Yinxiu, as soon as you will enter the wine, we will not be as brilliant as yours if we have any ideas. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Hua Jin wrote down the whole poem in one go.

When a group of people saw Hua Jin's article, they all lost their interest in creating just now, but they kept reciting Hua Jin's works, and the more they read, the more they comprehended and tasted.

"Yinxiu's words are about to be completed. "Hua Jin's characters were already in their own style when she first came to Suzhou, and they were very stylish.

is also because her words are sparse and broad, and Hua Jin herself personally declared that she would not participate in the imperial examination, this kind of freewheeling and wanton broadness of being an outsider makes people very impressed by Hua Jin's personality and her words.

At the beginning, Hua Jin wrote persuasion, and when it was printed, it used to be two editions, both of which were engraved and printed by her own hands, one version was her own cursive script, and the other half was her regular script. In comparison, although Huajin's regular script is also good, the cursive script can already see the temperament and sharpness in the font.

Today, looking at Huajin's calligraphy, it contains a temperament in cursive, sharp and introverted, and not outward. When writing poems, his posture is more casual, and the words he writes are more casual. Everyone is a reader, but also often practice calligraphy, for calligraphy also have a study, as long as you look at Hua Jin's current words can see that she has made greater progress, it is not an exaggeration to say that Hua Jin is about to become a big success.

"We in Suzhou are probably going to have the youngest calligrapher. A group of people sighed and said after seeing Hua Jin's words.

"What if we have a young calligrapher? "Anyway, the name of genius has been recognized, and even now that he is a calligrapher, it is not difficult to accept.

"Yes, yes, Yinxiu's words and poems are indeed good. Everyone nodded.

"You have praised it, the poem is a small way, but it is not worth anything to get such a sentence with occasional interest. As for calligraphy, Xiu still needs to be studied more. Hua Jin said modestly.

Hua Jin knows her own family affairs, poetry is naturally needless to say, for her is just with the help of the wisdom of her predecessors, but calligraphy for Hua Jin is a practice in the previous life, and in this life she often takes advantage of the time difference in space to practice.

It is often said that a person's words and articles will have a great deal to do with experience, and this time Hua Jin has experienced life and death, and it has also been reflected in her calligraphy, so there has been progress. But at the current level of Huajin, there is still a distance to become a real calligrapher to the so-called Dacheng, this Huajin is not in a hurry, as long as you continue to work hard, you will achieve something one day.

"Yinxiu, don't be modest, the poems you made today will spread later, I'm afraid it will make your genius more famous. The crowd did not hesitate to praise.

"It's just by chance that I got such a sentence, and you didn't see it when I didn't write well. Let's taste other people's poems!" Hua Jin changed the subject.

"What else is there to taste? Let us say, you are the only one who has won this crown today. As for. Ours is just a foil for you. "Although everyone is young and young, they will also recognize the good things and works that are really talented.

"That's right, that's right, today's banquet, with your Hua Yinxiu's poems, couldn't be more complete. It doesn't get much better than it. "A group of people came to the feast, although there was wine and poetry. But most of them are still looking forward to Hua Jin's works, and after two years of not seeing each other, Hua Yinxiu once again has a classic. For this one thing alone, today's feast was not in vain.

Hua Jin continued to be modest a few times, Chang Yulei watched Hua Jin surrounded by a group of scholars, Ning Hao had been standing next to her, not much to say, the expression on his face was faint, but Ning Hao's eyes had been on Hua Jin's body, and he had not paid attention to anything else.

Chang Yulei has always known that this girl is different, and she has heard the name of Huajin after coming to Jiangnan, and her poems and her words Chang Yulei have collections. But even so, there is no shock that came today, in such a short time, in such a hurry, a pot of wine, a poem, so free. There are not many women who can do poetry well, but there are few in the world like Hua Jin.

It's a pity that such a woman is already someone else's. Thinking of this, Chang Yulei's mood became a little sour again. Sometimes, people are always struggling between emotion and reason. Maybe he just saw it too clearly, so he didn't have the courage to pursue everything.

After that, everyone was full of wine and food, and talked about those poems and some things about Huajin and their travels. Seeing that the hour was almost up, Chang Yulei took the lead in proposing to leave first, and a group of scholars were drunk, and when they heard that he was going to leave, they found that the hour was not early, so they also said goodbye.

Hua Jin took Hua Cheng to send these people away.

"Yinxiu, let's meet again next time, let's enjoy your poems again. "It doesn't matter what era it is. The image of being drunk is probably the same, and he is still talking to Hua Jin with his big tongue.

"Let's talk about it again!" Hua Jin just said goodbye to these people politely, those who came alone and did not bring a scholar, Hua Jin sent a small servant to send them home in a carriage.

It took a while to send these people away, leaving only the Hua Jin sisters and brothers and Ning Hao who stayed at home, "It's finally over, let's go back!"

When everyone left, Hua Jin smiled and said to Hua Qian and Ning Hao. Ning Hao nodded and turned to leave, Hua Jin seemed to feel that someone was looking at him, turned around, and saw a figure in a cyan shirt from a distance, slightly familiar and a little unfamiliar, thinking that it was just his own illusion, turned around and entered the door.

found a carriage to send him to the gate of Washington, Qingzhi waited at the door for a long time and didn't see any sound. I thought I would write a post by myself, a serious request to see. But he was inferior to his identity, and in the end, he could only stand at the door stupidly and hope that when Hua Gongzi went out, he would be able to see him.

Xu is Qingzhi was lucky, and after waiting for less than an hour, she saw someone coming out at the gate of Washington, remembering that today was the day of the banquet in Washington, and she knew that the banquet was over, and these guests left.

Then she stood at the door and saw Hua Jin who came to see off the guests, and when the figure in a light purple robe appeared at the door, Qing Zhi's eyes widened suddenly, "It's him!"