To borrow a phrase from Qu Yuan's Lisao to explain picking up treasures: The road is long, and I will go up and down to seek! ——

A minute passed, and a faint smile rolled up on Li Zhemin's face. From his smile, everyone knew that Li Zhemin had finished appreciating it, but Wang Ding was still stopping at a calligraphy and painting.

On this roll of paper, Wang Ding's stay was not because of anything else, but because he found a phenomenon that was different from the previous eleven.

The chief judge constantly looked at the time, and this kind of nervousness in other people's competitions, he simply did not have. Watching the second hand tick tock, five seconds after the last three minutes, he had to speak.

"Alright, you two now give your opinion on this painting, who will come first?"

"I'll come first." Li Zhemin took the lead, pointed to the words on the table, and said, "The original author of these calligraphy and paintings was made by Master Qu Yuan, and in your Chinese history, he was a native of Chu during the Warring States Period. ”

Li Zhemin's first sentence felt cold and murderous, but this kid knew the art and skill of speaking, and he didn't say that Qu Yuan was Korean, because then he would undoubtedly lose in judgment. Li Zhemin's wise Wang Ding realized that this was really a master.

Brother Li's judgment is basically correct, Qu Yuan is a native of Chu in ancient China, a great statesman and patriotic poet. And this one is the divorce in his masterpiece of Chu Ci. There are a total of 373 sentences in Lisao, in which the twists and turns describe the poet's life, thoughts and circumstances, so some people regard it as a visual record of Qu Yuan's life process. Call it Qu Yuan's autobiography. The first part can be very clear about the Tao. Qu Yuan is Chinese. ”

The first round of the contest. The two of them were already tense, and the people who were afraid that Wang Ding was not as young as this Li Zhemin, who was in his thirties, saw Wang Ding so sharp, but it soothed some nerves.

"Ha Lu Ha." Li Zhemin smiled leisurely, "But at the moment, this painting is not written by Master Qu Yuan, but by Wen Zhengming, who is very famous in the Ming Dynasty of China, one of the four great talents in the south of the Yangtze River, and Tang Bohu, Xu Zhenqing, and Zhu Zhishan." ”

"Definitely. There is Wen Zhengming's seal on this calligraphy and painting, and it is not difficult for anyone to see it. And, Wen Zhengming is also one of the founders of the Wumen painting school, and Shen Zhou, Tang Bohu, Qiu Ying together called the "Wumen Four Families", the current work is his small Kai book, Wen Zhengming in the history of calligraphy is known for both good and good bodies, especially good at calligraphy and small Kai, this small Kai strokes tactful, the rhythm is slow, the law is strict and vivid. It can really be described as "absolute", "fine" and "work". ”

Wang Ding went to the next city again, but Li Zhemin smiled even brighter. "What a stunner. It seems that you and I have the same judgment on this calligraphy and painting work. Now we have explained that it was made by Wen Zhengming in the Ming Dynasty, and it is difficult to distinguish between the superior and the inferior. Why don't you just turn back and talk about Qu Yuan? ”

"Okay." Wang Ding had no fear.

"Master Qu Yuan, surnamed Mi, Qu Shi, Mingping, Ziyuan, with words, and in "Lisao", Ziyun said that "the name Yu is Zhengxi, and the word Yu is Lingjun". I want to ask you, do you know the birth and death of Qu Yuan? Li Zhemin seems to have done special research on Qu Yuan.

Don't say it, this is completely normal, South Koreans always regard Qu Yuan as a celebrity in their own country, and reciting his information is conducive to deception. And after pushing this problem to Wang Ding, the judges all looked at each other.

This question really stumped Wang Ding, saying that Wang Ding knew about the approximate birth and death of Master Qu Yuan, that time was when the Chu State fell during the Warring States Period, that is, around 300 BC, but if he rashly said an approximate time, but was corrected by this kid, it was definitely suppressed.

"What's wrong? Why don't you answer me? Could it be Master Qu Yuan, the great patriotic poet of our country that you said in Chinese history, you don't know his life and death, right? Then I have to wonder if he is Chinese or maybe he is from our country. ”

Li Zhemin is very arrogant, and the ruthless gaze exposed on the screen is in huge contrast with the low-key and introverted at the beginning. Wang Dingzhi said that this was Li Zhemin's counteroffensive, and he wanted to put himself in a passive position through a series of forced questions, and then defeat himself in one fell swoop.

"Wang Ding, come on." Mu Tianlan puffed out her little fists in the audience to encourage Wang Ding, and that kind of gentle but powerful gaze made Wang Ding want to cry with some emotion.

But I really can't remember Master Qu Yuan....

Oh, Wang Ding felt that the aura was floating, and then Wang Ding thought of the jade plate on his chest, and looked at the jade plate with the attitude of giving it a try, but Wang Ding found that the seal on the jade plate had been translated again.

The text...

"Brother Li, in fact, I don't want to say that this question is to save face for you. But if you have to be aggressive, then I have to say it. ”

"Oh, then you can say it!" Li Zhemin was triumphant.

"Master Qu Yuan was born and died from 340 BC to 278 BC. In 340 B.C., Master Qu Yuan was born in Lepingli, Sanlu Township, Zigui, which is in the western part of present-day Hubei, China. Xie Lu, thank you for reminding all Chinese and international friends once again that Master Qu Yuan is Chinese, Xie Lu, thank you. ”

Li Zhemin's face turned red all of a sudden, and everyone couldn't imagine that Wang Ding was brewing such a happy slap in the face, and the snapping sound came out of nowhere, and a few people in the audience shouted "Okay, okay." ”

"Do you know this Master Qu Yuan's divorce very well? Do you dare to say a few words to me? ”

Li Zhemin provoked again.

"Of course, Master Qu Yuan's divorce has a total of 2,846 words, and every word is in my head, and I will accompany him to the end."

Wang Ding smiled, and then looked at the full text of Lisao through the jade plate, and this seal text showed nearly 3,000 words of Lisao in a rolling way, Wang Ding only needed to control it with his mind, and he could see where he wanted, just like a backgammon reader.

"It's a long way to go."

"I'm going to go up and down, it's too easy, isn't it?"

"The sun and the moon are not drowned, spring and autumn are in order, what is behind?" Li Zhemin will be close to a pair of calligraphy and paintings, so he asked after reading such a sentence temporarily.

Wang Ding smiled and looked at the jade plate, "But the grass and trees are scattered, and I am afraid of the twilight of beauty." ”

When it came to beauty, Wang Ding looked at Mu Tianlan, his eyes were tender, and after Mu Tianlan and Wang Ding's eyes met, he hurriedly lowered his head and didn't dare to raise it again.

"If you don't care for your strength and abandon your filth, why not change it?"

"Take the Qiji to gallop, and come to Wudaofu first. Anything else? ”

Wang Ding found through his pupils that there were only a few sentences that Li Zhemin could see, and after reading the last sentence of this volume, this kid had no words at all, and he was short of words.

Looking at Li Zhemin's iron red face, Wang Ding snorted, "Then you don't have it, I also ask you, the eldest lady is about to go up, and his heart is low, what is the next sentence?" ”

When Wang Ding asked, the old man on the judges' table turned pale, and Li Zhemin didn't know what other words and phrases he was saying, and said angrily, "We are now appreciating the divorce, you keep saying how useful this divorced sentence is, don't talk about this." ”

"Oh, is it? What Brother Li said is very reasonable, but my sentence just now was not from Lisao, but from Master Qu Yuan's "Nine Songs". Tell me about this misunderstanding......"

Wang Ding slapped his face again, Li Zhemin was so ashamed that he wanted to get into a gap in the ground, the audience had already begun to laugh, and the old man nodded violently, just now I felt that this sentence was not a sentence, it turned out that this kid moved Master Qu Yuan's "Nine Songs".

"Am I misremembering? Anyway, is this irrelevant, let's basically say the main four by one, Master Qu Yuan's divorce, Wen Zhengming's painting book, a Chu State, a Ming Dynasty, is the score the same? ”

"Hey, you're not right, I still haven't said a little bit, maybe this score is much higher than yours after speaking, now do you want to hear it?" (To be continued......)

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