"Zhou Zhongdao composed a song of 'Eight Immortals in Drinking', and Xie Gong was overwhelmed, saying that he shared the poetry talent of the world with Li Taibai......"

"What?" A young man dressed in a talented fashion next to him was dumbfounded, "Li Taibai is an immortal." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info I want to see what kind of poem can be so appreciated by Xie Gong. ”

"I have also heard of Zhou Zhongdao's name, so it seems that the number one talent in Yangzhou is none other than Zhou Zhongdao......"

At this time, a servant in Tsing Yi rushed out and pasted a new batch of masterpieces on the outer wall of the garden. Suddenly, the front of the masterpiece was full of people.

"Let me see." The young man dressed as a talent squeezed in and read aloud: "Zhizhang rides a horse like a boat, and sleeps under the well with dazzle. Wen Chang Sandou began to face the sky, and the road was salivating at the mouth of the koji car, and he hated to move to Jiuquan. ”

"This poem, but Zhongping......" The man was still stiff-mouthed and resisted.

"Zhou Ning spent 10,000 dollars on Rixing, drinking like a long whale sucking hundreds of rivers, and holding a cup of music and saints to avoid virtue. Zongzhi is a chic and beautiful young man, looking at the blue sky with white eyes, as bright as a jade tree in front of the wind. ”

"Before Su Jin Changzhai embroidered Buddha, he often loved to escape Zen when he was drunk. Du Mu has a hundred poems, and the restaurant in YZ City sleeps. ”

"Hiss......" There was a gasp in the crowd around him.

After a while, someone muttered to himself: "This creation has no cause before!" ”

Half an hour later, this "Song of the Eight Immortals in Drinking" spread all over Yangzhou......

……

There was silence in the Forgotten Guanxuan, Zhou Ning looked at Tang Bohu and laughed softly: "Brother Tang doesn't have to be too humble, you and I are just between the two of you." ”

What he said was not against his heart, up and down for 5,000 years, talented people are like stars and men, endlessly, but I am afraid that there are no more than ten people who can say that they can win Tang Bohu in calligraphy and painting. If it weren't for the fact that he was a master of calligraphy and painting in later generations, he might not be able to defeat this person.

Tang Bohu snorted slightly, but he didn't appreciate it, raised his eyes to look at the sky, and no longer paid attention to Zhou Ning.

Zhan Ziqian smiled bitterly on the side: "Brother Zhou's painting style is unique, so that Zhan is impressed, if it is just realistic, I have seen it, but Brother Zhou's paintings are not only tangible, but also have both form and meaning." Let Zhan be impressed. ”

Unlike Zhan Ziqian and Zhang Xu, they specialize in calligraphy and painting, and they don't know much about poetry, so they don't feel deeply. But the rest of the people have dabbled in poetry, calligraphy and painting, and some even make a living from it, at this time after listening to this poem, and then looking at this painting, what I suddenly felt was like the Yangtze River flowing into the sea, and even shocked for a long time.

After a while, someone sighed: "Okay, good poetry, good painting, good words." Shang Xiufang in the hall glanced at the four-inch literary aura that had not completely dissipated in mid-air, with a smile on her face, and said in her heart: I am afraid that the title of the first genius in Jiangnan will be changed today. Behind her, Ah Qing squeezed out half of her little head with a smile and looked at Zhou Ning with some curiosity.

After praising the poem, Xie An paced in front of Zhou Ning's painting, admired it carefully, and after a while, sighed: "As Brother Zhan said, Zhou Jun's painting has both form and meaning. The heart is carried by the pen, the image is not confused, the hidden trace is formed, the preparation is not good, the luck is passed, the quality is not shaped, this style of painting, Xie has never heard of it before. In terms of calligraphy and painting, Zhou Jun can be regarded as an open-door school. In the future, remember to guard against arrogance and rashness, and become a pillar of the literary world within ten years. ”

Under the stunned or bewildered gaze of everyone, Zhou Ning hurriedly bowed down and thanked him.

He will become a pillar of the literary world within ten years...... The last time Xie An was evaluated like this, it seems to be the immortal Li Bai. That's not a bad evaluation.

After Xie An finished praising Zhou Ning's paintings, he walked to Tang Bohu's paintings, tasted them slightly, and nodded: "Tang Xian's nephew's painting is bold and beautiful, and it is also everyone's work." ”

After a little discussion with Zhou Yue, he said very seriously: "So far, whether it is a poem or a painting, Zhou Xian's nephew should be the first of today's garden literary meeting. However, Luo Jun's 'Autumn Tour' is also a masterpiece, and in Xie's opinion, it has the backbone of the Wei and Jin dynasties......"

Although Xie An is a semi-saint, but he is elegant and elegant, the wind god is beautiful, and has always been admired by everyone.

Then there was a fierce poetry competition, and everyone was unwilling to let Zhou Ning concentrate on beauty, which seemed to be a little more enthusiastic than before. Masterpieces are endless, such as Du Mu, who made "the building leans on the frost tree, and the mirror sky is not a slight." Nanshan and autumn colors are both imposing. The five-word quatrain made everyone fall for themselves.

At this time, only listening to the sound of everyone gasping, Zhou Ning suddenly turned his head, only to see Shang Xiufang's graceful figure appear in front of the table, bowed slightly elegantly, and said: "Xiufang traveled all over the world, just to practice in order to improve skills, today I listened to Zhou Jun's "Song of the Eight Immortals in Drinking", and I had a great feeling. ”

She knelt down according to the seat, and Ah Qing obediently took a set of "natural yellow" Sibin pumice stone chimes for her and placed them on the ground.

Shang Xiufang smiled, groaned slightly, raised her slender hand, raised the small wooden mallet, and struck the no-shot rhythm of the chime.

From no shot to Gu Xi, and then to Da Lu, suddenly, the crisp and pleasant sound of chimes was endless.

At the same time, Shang Xiufang's beautiful voice spread: "Zhizhang rides a horse like a boat, and sleeps at the bottom of the well." Wen Chang Sandou began to face the sky, and the road was salivating at the mouth of the koji car, and he hated to move to Jiuquan. ”

……

The voice is beautiful, but it is heroic.

Zhou Ning II is a person, it is the first time to hear this kind of rhythmic music, and a talented woman like Shang Xiufang is really rare in the world.

After a while, in the thunderous applause, Shang Xiufang stopped singing, walked over with a smile, and said prettyly: "Shang Xiufang has seen Zhou Gongzi, I don't know what Zhou Gongzi thinks of Xiufang's songs?" ”

Feeling the jealous gazes around him, Zhou Ning said sincerely: "Xianyin Miaolun is nothing more than that, if Zhou Ning heard it correctly, what everyone is singing should be the Yuefu that has been lost during the Han Dynasty, right?" ”

Shang Xiufang chuckled: "Gongzi Zhou is too famous, this is Xiufang's first attempt to restore the rhythm of Yuefu, and it is still far away." ”

The two talked for a while, and they both felt like a spring breeze, very speculative.

The new 'Eight Immortals in Drinking' Xu Wenchang's cheeks were flushed, his frenzy was exposed, and he shook his head and said: "Today, I will fight with Jun Drink, and the people under Wolong Mountain will slaughter dogs." The rain breaks and the goshawk calls the evening sunshine, and the shallow grass yellow bud cold rabbit goes. The wine is deep and the ears are hot, and the pen is full of ambition and does not stop. ”

Then he chanted: "Five pairs of small urns, five urns of incense." There is no money to buy a long drunk, and there are customers and puppets. It is advisable to have a high price and think of your hometown. There are a lot of narrow slopes, who should be tonight. ”

Zhou Ning smiled slightly, and occasionally said a few words, suddenly, he felt the earth shake slightly, this feeling was very familiar to him, it was not an earthquake, but someone was using footwork to cause the ground to shake. At the same time, Xie An, Xie Xuan, and Du Shisan were also aware of it, and several of them set their eyes on the Gaomin Temple on the east side of Zhiyuan.

Xie Xuan turned his inquiring gaze to his uncle, and Xie An shook his head slightly.

Zhou Ning's heart was bright, if he guessed correctly, Yu Wenhua had already found Shi Long.

……

Shi Longshang was the first person to meet the Yuwen Valve.

The Yuwen family is naturally the most famous for the lord Yuwen injury, and the next is the four masters, among which he is known to the favored minister Yu Wenhua of Emperor Yang of Sui and the most well-known people in the rivers and lakes, it is said that he is the first person to practice the family secret skill 'Bing Xuanjin' after Yuwen injury, and he was assessed as a master of the six grades by Bai Xiaosheng early, and he didn't expect his appearance to be so young, no matter how he looked at it, he seemed to be no more than thirty years old.

Since the Wei and Jin dynasties, the Gaomen clan has been like a mountain, lying on a high place, like a bright moon, and the lowly Shu clan is clearly distinguished.

The so-called 'the top grade has no cold door, and the lower grade has no scholars' is said to be the case.