On the day of the cultural meeting, the crown cover in front of the Shangqing Palace was gathered, and the traffic was busy, so it was not lively!

Literati and artists from near and far, as long as they received invitations, without exception, rushed to participate in this grand event.

The appointment was made by Si Shizheng, and even Li Zhong, the number one writer in the Southern Tang Dynasty, had already arrived at the scene. However, when it was close to noon, Yang Hanyan, the first talented woman in Jiangdu Mansion, arrived in a carriage.

A group of arrogant literati rioters, including Li Zhong, have no doubt about this. The reason is actually very simple, Yang Hanyan not only has excellent poetry, but also is excellent in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and has a powerful father.

Yang Hanyan's father was the number one person in Jiangdu Mansion, and Yang Zhiqiu was left behind in the eastern capital of the Southern Tang Dynasty.

For such a talented woman, who has a prominent background and looks like a fairy, the tolerance of men is naturally beyond the imagination of many people.

As soon as Yang Hanyan appeared, he was surrounded by a large group of local celebrities.

Everyone invited Yang Hanyan to the middle position like the stars holding the moon, and Yang Hanyan was not polite, and really sat directly on the main seat.

Li Zhong, the first great writer in the Southern Tang Dynasty, was wild and uninhibited, and he and Yang Hanyan were literary friends who had forgotten their years, and they had a deep friendship with each other, so they were naturally accustomed to Yang Hanyan's arrogance, and he sat next to the beauty with a smile.

After all the literati sat down one after another, Yang Hanyan got up and said with a smile: "Everyone, at today's literary meeting, everyone must write more than ten poems to participate in such a grand event. ”

"Wonderful, wonderful......" A group of literati responded one after another, touting Yang Hanyan's high opinions.

At this time, a young man suddenly snorted coldly, "I don't know what's so wonderful? ”

Everyone turned their heads to look. Dare to love is the son of Yin Wang Xuezhong of Jiangdu Mansion, Wang Guanlin, who has always been at odds with Yang Hanyan.

knew that he would come out to stir up trouble, and everyone thought of it together, and they didn't think it was strange.

Before Yang Hanyan became famous, Wang Guanlin had always been a leader among the young poets who were highly respected by Jiang Dushilin.

Since. After Yang Hanyan killed out of thin air, Wang Guanlin's position in Jiangdu Shilin was gradually replaced by Yang Hanyan.

Yang Hanyan has long been accustomed to fighting with Wang Guanlin. It's not the first time that the two of them have fought poetry.

Li Zhong is easy-going by nature, and he interjected with a smile: "With such a beautiful day, why not take nostalgia as the theme and write a poem?" Come. Take pen, ink, paper, and inkstone. ”

Under Li Zhong's interruption, Wang Guanlin couldn't continue to worry about Yang Hanyan, so he had to keep his mouth shut.

The Changhe Daoist made a look, and the Taoist boy who had been waiting by his side turned around and entered the hall.

At this time, the bells and drums of the Shangqing Palace suddenly rang in unison, and the scribes present did not know what was going on, and began to look around.

In a solemn sound of the trumpet. A young Taoist priest wearing a ceremonial robe, holding a long rosewood box, came out of the inner hall with a solemn expression. Queue up and walk in front of Yang Hanyan.

Yang Hanyan didn't know what these Taoist priests were going to do, but because of their identity, they didn't say much.

At this time, the chief of the Changhe Daoist took the initiative to come out and recited Taoist classics for a while towards the rosewood box. Only then did he exclaim: "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, thank Shangqing for his blessing." ”

Due to the high status of the old road of the crane. He posed like this, and he couldn't help but attract everyone's attention.

The elder crane took a long box of rosewood. personally held it in front of Yang Hanyan and said solemnly: "The ancestor of Sanqing knows about today's grand event, and he specially lowered the immortal paper. ”

As the elder crane slowly opened the long box, a kind of paper that was as white as jade, smooth as silk, and had never been seen before, was displayed in front of Yang Hanyan.

"Ah, good paper, good baby......" Yang Hanyan poked out the white and tender soft wattle, picked up the white paper in a box, and just glanced at it, and couldn't help but scream.

Li Zhongqing was extremely excited, muttering to himself while holding a piece of paper, as if holding a rare treasure, cautiously.

Wang Guanlin looked at it for a while because he was far away, although he didn't see it clearly, he also identified himself and didn't come over to take a closer look.

At this time, a few little Taoist children took out the original very popular hemp paper and put it on the desk.

Someone put two kinds of paper together, which is no better than not knowing, and one is more terrifying.

Whether it is the color, or the quality, or the well-proportioned Cheng dù, the kind of white paper that Changhe Dao Chang personally held, there is not even a single flaw, and it is close to perfection.

Wang Guanlin had already seen clearly at this time that the two were simply incompatible, and it was nothing. The question is, why can Yang Hanyan use high-grade "fairy paper", and he can only use low-grade hemp paper, this is indeed a problem!

"Chief Changhe, why do you use such poor hemp paper for me?" Wang Guanlin couldn't help it and asked.

The elder of the Changhe Dao glanced at Wang Guanlin, who was full of resentment, and sighed slightly: "Don't hide it from the prince, this immortal paper is too precious and worth a lot of money. ”

Wang Guanlin's family has money, where can he stand this, and immediately shouted: "No matter how precious it is, prepare 10,000 pieces for this son first." ”

Puzzled, the head of the road explained, "This paper is an extremely precious gift from a passing layman who prayed to the Tao and gave this view, and the quantity is really not much. ”

The literary style of the Southern Tang Dynasty was far more prosperous than that of the Later Zhou Dynasty, and the well-known literati were basically large landowners, and their lives had always been extravagant.

Under Wang Guanlin's leading agitation, everyone didn't ask the price at all, if you want a thousand, I must not be less than this number.

The hundreds of literati present, you chase after me, after layers of weight, in the blink of an eye, the hand of the chief of the long crane has pinched more than 200,000 orders for "fairy paper".

Changhe Daochang is a person who understands, and some literati are not very wealthy, so such expensive paper, in fact, can only use a small part of it.

Most of the scribes present rushed to buy this kind of fairy paper, probably to give it to the teacher, the teacher, the mountain chief, and the classmates who had a backstage.

Compared with sending money and gifts, sending this kind of unusually rare and good paper is easy to win the favor of Shilin's predecessors.

Li Zhongyi calculated this point, so he secretly told Changhe Laodao. pretended to pose a classic PO color shape, the purpose of which was to raise the value of "big white hemp paper".

What you can't get is really good. After the word-of-mouth publicity of hundreds of famous local scribes at the scene, Li Zhongyi held the "fairy paper" in his hand, even if he couldn't think of it. It's all difficult.

The paper is good, the ink is good, Yang Hanyan immediately wrote a good word, "it is difficult to read Jiaojiao out of the pavilion ......"

"Favorite Maple Forest Evening ......" Wang Guanlin was not to be outdone, waving a crazy book, blinking an eye. It's also a good word.

Li Zhong took the words of the two, compared them with each other, and said something in his heart, it should be between the two of them.

"I will, no matter how high or low." Li Zhong's impartial argument. Immediately won the great favor of Wang Guanlin, he secretly admired the big provocation of the thumbs, what a great writer Li Zhong, a real husband!

After a few words in a row, Wang Guanlin and Yang Hanyan never distinguished the superior, and Li Zhong was a little embarrassed.

At this time, a Taoist boy who came to deliver tea suddenly interjected and said: "Xiaodao has heard a big official chant the word, and I feel that it is magnificent. Fascinating......

Without waiting for everyone to respond, the Taoist boy looked at himself and said, "Go to the east of the big river, and the waves will be exhausted." Romantic characters through the ages. To the west of the base, humanity is the Three Kingdoms Zhou Lang Chibi. Rocks pierce the air, waves crash on the shore, and thousands of piles of snow are rolled up......"

The scene was silent, so quiet that even a pin fell to the ground, and it was clearly audible.

"Good. Great! Yang Hanyan listened to the small Taoist chant and carefully reminisced. I couldn't help but shout, "This word should only be in heaven." How many times do you hear it in the world? ”

Wang Guanlin closed his lips, clenched his fists, and repeatedly recited this heroic and nostalgic words that have been passed down through the ages.

The hundreds of scribes present also shook their heads and savored the wonders of the good sentences, and they were fascinated!

Li Zhongyi actually didn't expect such a scene, that day, on the top of the Shangqing Palace, he admired the rolling clouds and the unpredictable changes of the white clouds and dogs, and involuntarily chanted this "Nian Nujiao". Chibi Nostalgia".

But I didn't want to, but I was listened to by the little Taoist boy who was waiting on the side, and remembered it all.

This little Taoist boy is actually the grandson of Changhe Dao Chang in the lay family, and he has always been taken by Changhe and carefully raised, hoping that he will become a famous Taoist in the future.

Wang Guanlin's face turned pale for a while, to be honest, although his words were good, but compared to other people's Chibi nostalgia, it was indeed dozens of streets behind.

Li Zhong suddenly sighed heavily and said, "Compared with this person's literary talent, it is far inferior!" "He is also a frank gentleman.

Yang Hanyan grabbed Xiao Daotong's arm and hurriedly asked him, "I don't know where that gentleman is now?" ”

Xiao Daotong and Changhe Dao Chang looked at each other, blinked, and said, "Xiao Dao only knows that Mr. has left Jiangdu and headed north. ”

Yang Hanyan was extremely disappointed, sighed faintly, and said: "It's a pity that such a master is so fateful!" ”

Li Zhong smiled at Yang Hanyan, who was depressed, he thought to himself, this woman has always been self-respecting, and she refuses to marry indiscriminately, but now I'm afraid it's Hongluanxing, right? Although Wang Guanlin's conditions are good in all aspects, it is a pity that he has never been able to be higher than Yang Hanyan in terms of talent, and the director has repeatedly come to the door to propose marriage, but has been rejected repeatedly, and has become a pair of sworn enemies.

Changhe Daoist naturally couldn't have so many immortal papers on hand, according to Li Zhongyi's instructions in advance, he vigorously publicized while spreading invitations.

Everyone took the invitation and learned that the owner of this kind of fairy paper, five days later, will hold a small banquet of 100 papers in the old house of the old Sima of the former Jiangdu, and invite talents from all walks of life to participate in the meeting.

For a while, the people present told the chief of the road that they would definitely go to the field when the time came.

Yang Hanyan kept holding Xiao Daotong and refused to let go, insisting on asking who the person who made the wonderful words was, but Xiao Daotong was warned by the eyes of the chief of the crane, and he didn't know if he was bitten to death.

As a result, Yang Hanyan took advantage of the excitement and returned with a grudge, which was unusually disappointing.

After everyone was gone, Xiao Daotong asked Changhe Daoist: "Patriarch, why don't you let the disciples tell the truth?" ”

Changhe Dao Chang smiled and said: "You must know that the misfortune comes from the mouth, and knowing is not knowing, and only then is true knowledge." ”

Xiaodao Tong looked at Changhe Daoist thoughtfully, and suddenly asked, "Ancestor, should we go then?" ”

"Hehe, cultivators, don't mix with such mundane things." Changhe Dao Chang touched Xiao Daotong's face lovingly, took his little hand, and went back to the inner room. (To be continued)

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