The effects of the eclipse have dissipated, and life in the capital in July has changed.

Early in the morning, Chen Shao, who had been scattered after the dynasty, reined in his horse when he rode past the Yudai Bridge, and the entourage beside him was busy asking.

"Go and see if Cheng Niangzi is there?" Chen Shao hesitated and said.

One of the attendants hurriedly ran over.

Chen Shao stood here and watched the door was quickly called open, a little girl came out, said a few words to the entourage, and the entourage came back.

"Said that Mrs. Cheng is not here." The attendant said.

Not here? That is, it hasn't come yet? Could it be that she wasn't the one who deduced the eclipse?

Chen Shao frowned for a moment, and the entourage did not dare to urge, and more and more pedestrians on the street cast curious glances, so Chen Shao urged the horse forward.

Chen Shao's carriage entered the house and saw a carriage about to go out.

"Father." Chen Bainiang and other women got out of the car and saluted.

"You're going out?" Chen Shao asked.

"The county lord of Boyang invites the poetry meeting." Chen Banniang said.

There are many poems in the daughter's house in Beijing, and this is also an opportunity for women to play.

Chen Bainiang has rarely participated in poetry meetings, because she is not good at writing poems, but Chen Shao also paid too much attention to these little things, and watched her daughters get in the car and go out.

But for others, this is not a trivial matter, looking at the arrival of Chen Bainiang, the women of the Boyang County Lord's family were all surprised.

"Eighteen Niang, you probably came here because you heard about the good tea soup made by the chef of the Boyang County Lord's family, right?"

A woman laughed.

This made everyone around laugh.

"Yes, I just miss the good tea soup of the county lord's house, and I will never forget it after eating it once." Chen Banniang said with a smile. While looking at the lord of Boyang sitting on the throne. "I'm hungry. The county lord won't laugh at me, will he? ”

The county lord of Boyang shook his head with a smile.

"It's rare to love to eat and know how to eat." She said.

The original teasing turned her into a compliment, and she couldn't laugh anymore, and the people around her followed the compliment.

Chen Banniang sat upright and ate tea and smiled.

The women over there were annoyed and helpless.

"She will be beautiful in writing poetry later." A woman whispered.

Soon after, the poetry meeting began.

"Eighteen Niang."

Sure enough, when everyone began to bow their heads and think, several women stood in front of the several cases of the daughters of the Chen family, and one of them said with a little smugness, while looking at the empty cases in front of Chen Bainiang.

"After the tea and soup are eaten, do you have nothing to do?"

"Eighteen mothers don't know poetry. So just to help the sisters. Chen Ba Niang said.

"Help? How can it help? Eighteen Niang, today is the poetry meeting held by the county lord for His Majesty's birthday, can't you just use your heart and an article? Another woman snorted.

"The heart is immediate, it doesn't have to be poetry." Chen Banniang said.

"Then we'll wait to see if you have your heart." The women said with a mocking smile.

Chen Bainiang's expression was still calm, nodding and smiling.

"Chen Banniang has become weird now."

The women who walked away were very angry, and it was very depressing that they didn't even hear a muffled sound when they punched out.

"Then wait and see how she cares."

Several people stood aside and wrote their own poems, while looking at the daughters of the Chen family, and saw that Chen Bainiang had been sitting idly until a sister greeted her. Chen Bainiang walked over and dipped her pen in ink. Write it down on paper.

Everyone was stunned, are you really writing? saw that Chen Bainiang finished writing here, and walked to another case, and began to write again.

"Oh, she's transcribing for her sisters." A woman finally understood.

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was also stunned.

"That's the intention?"

"Sisters write poems, she copys?"

"Did they say that their sisters did it together?"

The discussion spread quickly, and more and more eyes were cast on the Chen sisters' side, and even the county lord of Boyang on them noticed it, and the maid whispered to her what was the matter, and the county lord of Boyang frowned slightly when she heard it.

It's a bit childish to do this, even if you admit that you can't compose poetry, you're here to play?

The county lord of Boyang shook his head and did not speak, but he was obviously a little disappointed.

Soon the maids accepted all the poems they had written, and the county lord of Boyang also invited some old Confucian Hanlin as judges, and everyone laughed and waited in the hall.

Looking at the poems brought in, the old Hanlins who were drinking and enjoying themselves all smiled with a little carelessness.

Today's women are very few who have learned and succeeded, they are not invited to read poetry, firstly, they can't erase the face of the lord of Boyang, and secondly, they are also greedy for cups.

The sake brewed by the lord of Boyang County is famous in Beijing.

"Come on, bet, there will be a few people who are on par today." A Hanlin said, holding up the wine bowl in his hand, "Those who lose will be punished with three bowls." ”

"Is this called losing? It's called a win, right? Drink three bowls, and weigh your heart. The others laughed.

Although it was a joke, the wine of eating people still had to do things, and several people took the poems and began to read them.

"Well, it's not bad, this ink research is good"

“… Look, look, this is not a mistake"

"....I've found a neat one... Three bowls of wine are probably going to belong to me..."

The laughter and ridicule in the hall continued, and suddenly someone sighed.

"Good, good!" He said as he patted a few cases.

Everyone looked at him, waiting to hear the sarcasm.

"That's great!" The man said excitedly, and as he put it down, he picked up another piece of paper and admired it again.

That's nice?

"Read it and hear it." Everyone said.

But the man didn't seem to hear it, but looked at the poem in his hand, and said yes in a row, and at the same time used his hand to depict it on several cases.

Is it really that good? Seeing him like this, everyone couldn't help but come around.

"Oops! This! It's not..."

The hall burst into more exclamations.

The front hall was also lively, more lively than ever, and the women sitting around laughed from time to time. When he laughs, he will also look at the sisters of the Chen family. In this way. The Chen sisters couldn't sit down, except for Chen Ba Niang, the other faces were already very ugly.

In the end, it is the daughter of Chen Xianggong's family, and it is too ugly to make a fuss, and it is inevitable that he will lose face as an organizer.

The county lord of Boyang looked at the maid on the side.

"Aren't you alright?" She asked in a low voice.

Why is it so long today?

The county lord of Boyang would not think that these Hanlin would really read these poems seriously, she herself is very aware of the level of these women's poetry, there are only a few good ones, and most of them are barely smooth.

Anyway, she didn't expect to really select good poems to celebrate the emperor's birthday, but she had this activity to express her filial piety.

The maid got up and hurriedly asked. After a while, he came back, followed by an old man.

The county lord of Boyang was a little surprised.

In the past, these self-confident Hanlin would not have come out in person to announce the results of the poems, and she also knew that if she hadn't invited them, they wouldn't have come at all.

"Lord Yang," she said, "how are you?"

Before she finished her words, the old man was already a little excited to speak first.

"This, which lady wrote these four poems?" He asked, looking at the four sheets of paper in his hand.

The four pieces of paper were carefully held in his hands, not as casually as he used to be.

The people who can be invited by the lord of Boyang are all well-known people in the capital, in order not to take advantage of the family and ensure that the women's names are not known. All the poems were obscured, and each of them was numbered on several cases. Take this as a score.

Seeing the old man so excited, everyone present understood that this was the top prize of today's poetry meeting.

Several of the women present, who had always been well-written, sat up straight, ready to accept everyone's congratulations.

"Twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen..." Fortunately, the old man did not make everyone wait long, and quickly read out the number.

The people in the hall were a little stunned, especially the women, who didn't seem to react.

The old man had to repeat, this time all eyes were looking in one direction, and there were several sisters of the Chen family sitting there.

"It's the little lady of the Chen family." The county lord of Boyang asked the maid and said with some surprise.

The daughters of the Chen family have always been decent in writing poems, and they can fight neatly, but they have never been applauded.

"Say it and listen to it." Someone suddenly said loudly, and it was difficult to hide a little disbelief in his voice.

The old man sighed, casually swept his eyes and read a song.

When he finished reading, there was an uproar in the hall.

Although most people have an average level of poetry, they still know whether the poems are good or bad, and this poem is neat at best, and it is absolutely impossible to say that it is the first place.

"Aren't you reading poetry?"

There are many daughters from extraordinary families present, and their tutors may not be allowed to bully others, but they can't be bullied and swallowed.

Several of them stood up and said unceremoniously to the old Hanlin.

The old man looked at her and nodded happily instead of being angry.

"Yes, yes, yes." "You all know that," he said. ”

Right? Know? Know what!

Everyone was even more stunned.

This old guy is greedy for wine and loves wine, so he won't drink too much and go crazy, right?

The county lord of Boyang couldn't help but cough lightly.

"Lord Yang, do you mean these poems are well done?" She asked.

The old man shook his head.

"No, no." He said again and again.

No?

The county lord of Boyang wanted to touch his forehead, but he was really drunk and talking nonsense.

"I didn't read this poem, but this word!" The old man continued, holding the paper in both hands with an excited expression, "This word! ”

Word?

Those present were stunned again.

"This word is round, the strength is vertical and horizontal, the four sides stop evenly, the eight sides have, the short and long fit, the thickness of the compromise, the sparse and respectful, the meaning of the pen first, chic flowing, Han Yi Shenfei, can be described as a dot painting as the shape, so that the turn into a temperament, solemn appearance, the bottom of the pen has King Kong!"

The old man's excited voice sounded in the hall, and the ears of everyone who only said this string of words were buzzing, and their expressions were dazed.

"Hanlin is Hanlin, and his speech is brilliant and his tongue is bright..."Someone muttered.

But what exactly is this talking about?

"Which lady wrote this?" The old man ignored the stunned crowd and stepped forward and asked excitedly.

"The little girl is not talented, thank you for your appreciation."

A female voice said.

Everyone looked over in amazement. Seeing Chen Banniang standing up slowly. Shi Li smiled slightly.

"Oops. Little lady, don't dare to be. The old man hurriedly returned the salute and said, "The little lady is not untalented, just with this good book, you can enter Hanlin!" ”

You can enter Hanlin...

Although the women here, they still know the allusion of the book into Hanlin, after all, this is a famous rhyme in Beijing.

When Taizu was in that year, there were books left in the Buddhist temple of Zhong Gongquan, a native of Yangzhou. Taizu thought about it after seeing it, and ordered someone to summon him to worship Hanlin to serve the book, and then moved to the right to pick up the barrier, and the secretary of the seal was outside, which can be described as a smooth official career, and he was envious of a Jinshi Xiucai. [Note 1]

Of course, it has also attracted a lot of criticism.

Although the emperor never did such a ridiculous thing again, although there would be no more such a thing as a book entering the Hanlin Dynasty, this kind of standard for evaluating the good of the book remained.

At this moment, at the women's poetry meeting of the lord of Boyang, someone actually got this kind of evaluation, and everyone was shocked.

"Is that really good?" The county lord of Boyang asked questions on behalf of everyone. Stretching out his hand, "Show me." ”

The old man did not hand the paper in his hand to the county lord. Instead, he held the exhibition in his hand and showed it to her.

This is enough to show his reluctance to these words.

The county lord of Boyang was a little crying and laughing, but he didn't say anything, and looked at it seriously.

The others stared at the county lord of Boyang, including several sisters of the Chen family, and their expressions were a little nervous.

The county lord of Boyang is a person who is good at books, and he has been able to enter the product, this old man may have drunk too much and talked nonsense, but the county lord of Boyang is sober.

Is it really that good?

Of course there is, definitely.

In the quiet hall, Chen Bainiang's expression was relaxed and natural.

She has been practicing for more than two years, day and night, giving up countless games and playing, bald countless pens, wasted countless papers, and blackened the pen sink at home, in order to be today.

Today, at the poetry meeting of the county lord of Boyang, at the poetry meeting specially held for the birthday celebration of His Majesty the Emperor, it was a blockbuster.

The county lord of Boyang seemed to look at it for a long time, and then it seemed that she only glanced at it, and she finally raised her head in everyone's expectation.

"Little lady Chen." She looked at Chen Banniang and sighed and said, "I really regret inviting you here." ”

Regret?

"If I dedicate your word, if Your Majesty sees it, he will definitely say that I am inferior to you, and you will cover my name." The county lord of Boyang said, smiling slightly.

It will cover my name.

Although this sentence is not as widely spread as Yang Hanlin's sentence in Hanlin, more than half of those present know it.

It's not that Lord Boyang regrets this, but that he is praising Chen Banniang like Lord Yang, and he is even more powerful than Lord Yang.

Because this sentence was what Mrs. Wei said to Taichang Wang Ce with tears after seeing Wang Xizhi's handwriting.

Wang Xizhi....

"Chen Suduo thanks the county lord for his praise." Chen Banniang bent down to salute, "Chen Su doesn't dare to be." ”

When she got up again, the gaze cast in the hall no longer had a trace of mockery, and was replaced by envy.

With the words of the county lord of Boyang, Chen Banniang will be famous in the capital, and her book will be presented to the emperor, so you can imagine what kind of glory it will have.

I really didn't expect that when Chen Bainiang would write such a good handwriting, I had never heard it, it was like a thunderclap.

"Mrs. Chen." The old man was still holding those pieces of paper in his hand, and he was reluctant to give them to the county lord of Boyang at all, and took a few steps forward, "Who did the lady learn from?" I don't know what is the relationship with the five characters on the inscription wall of the temple and the plaque of the Taiping Bureau? ”

The county lord of Boyang was also stunned when he heard this, no wonder he felt familiar when he saw it.

It's been more than two years, and although the word "stop the temple" is not as often mentioned as it was at the beginning, it has become a scenic spot in Beijing, and students from other places and people who like calligraphy will be introduced to have a look.

Although the lord of Boyang will not look at it, there is also a copy scroll in the study, although he also tries to imitate this font, but it is not easy to write the seemingly simple characters, and he has always been confused.

Looking at the words in Yang Hanlin's hand at this time, they are really similar to those five characters.

"Then my lord thinks that my words are subtle and the five characters of the pavilion?" Chen Bainiang did not answer, but asked.

Yang Hanlin went to look at the words in his hand again, and the county lord of Boyang couldn't sit still, so he stretched out his hand to urge Yang Hanlin.

"Lord Yang, show me one." She said.

Yang Hanlin seemed to be a little reluctant.

"Lord Yang, don't forget that this is my family's poetry club." Lord Boyang said with a smile.

That's right, when the time comes, if you want to take this word away and keep it for yourself, you have to ask this master to say good things.

Yang Hanlin immediately smiled and handed over a piece of paper, thought about it and added another one.

Seeing the somewhat ridiculous behavior of these two people, none of the people in the hall wanted to laugh, but became more and more envious, and many people began to stand on Chen Bainiang's side.

"Eighteen Niang, you actually write such a good word."

"Eighteen Niang, why didn't you let us see earlier."

Everyone said with a smile, but Chen Banniang didn't bother to laugh with them, but looked at Lord Yang and Lord Boyang with some nervousness.

The two men looked down for a moment.

"I think it's better than those five words." Lord Yang said first.

The county lord of Boyang also nodded.

"More subtle, more sophisticated." She said with a smile.

Better than that!

Better than her!

Better than her!

A smile bloomed on Chen Banniang's face, and the hand that was clenched by her side also loosened.

If you do it, you can work hard, and you can work hard, not because of any talent.

"So, Mrs. Chen has a relationship with those five characters?" Lord Yang asked hurriedly.

Chen Bainiang lowered her eyes slightly.

"Yes." She said.

"I don't know who his teacher is?" This time, Lord Yang and Lord Boyang asked in unison.

Is the owner of the five characters finally about to be revealed?

Chen Banniang raised her head.

"It's these five words that are the teacher." "I copied it," she said. ”

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Note 1: Taken from the story of Tang Liu's public power

Today's update (to be continued......)