Chapter 107

"Of course it's one song, can you still write several songs and throw them there so that others can't pick them out?" Wang Yang glanced at Liu Yiyi angrily, and his eyes fell on Master Li's body.

Seeing this little girl with a worried face, Wang Yang stretched out his hand and performed a trick of touching his head and killing. "Don't worry, there are not many people in the world who can be the opponent of your master's talent, at least not today."

Master Li's watery eyes suddenly narrowed into a lovely crescent moon, reflecting the white moonlight in the sky, dark like a black gem hidden at the bottom of the stream. "Well, I knew that you would be the best, master."

Seeing the pair of masters and servants playing sweetly in front of her, Liu Yiyi couldn't help but pout. "Brother Wang, you are really not wrong, the slave family happened to ask someone, and I learned that this Mid-Autumn Festival will be able to write three poems."

"You mean, I can actually write three, right?" Wang Yang couldn't help but be a little stunned, and leaned in...... It's no wonder that when I was transcribing that poem before, I saw that the person not far away next to me continued there with a sad face after writing a poem, and thought that the product was scrapped and wanted to rewrite it.

"Could it be that when you got there, you just wrote there in a daze, and you didn't see what others were doing?" Liu Yiyi looked at Wang Yang in some surprise, as if she was watching a stunned man babbling about a lollipop and smirking.

"Hugh is talking nonsense, I naturally saw it." Wang Yang touched his nose a little embarrassed, and then pretended to be calm. "But for a talent like me, one song is enough."

"It's really fake, don't even win that rabbit girl then, when the time comes, the slave family will have to see your jokes." Liu Yiyi laughed eatingly, her smile was so charming, and her eyes were so cunning.

Master Li was not as happy as Liu Yiyi, but looked anxious. "Ouch, master, what if you lose to those boys who bet with you...... When the time comes, don't you want to go to the Bianhe River naked, what a shame it will be? ”

“…… Girl, you can't think of something good, do you think your master and I are so easy to lose? Don't forget, the words of your master and my name at the Bianhe Festival have won the first place. Wang Yang couldn't help but roll his eyes, how could this girl be so rich in association.

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At this time, Li Qingzhao also left the case with a glorious face, and walked back into the crowd, Chen Jie stepped forward quickly, and asked very nervously. "How's that, are you sure?"

"Well, I'm very sure, today's little sister I can be regarded as extraordinary, and I wrote a good poem that I can't believe." Li Qingzhao showed a bright and confident smile, nodded vigorously and replied.

And Zhao Ji, the Li brothers, and the Gao Yu also put down their pens one after another, and it didn't take much effort to hear the sound of the bell ringing in the brightly lit hall in front of them.

Then the handymen began to urge the literary youths who had not yet left the case, and when the bell rang for the second time, almost all those who were still writing or meditating in front of the desk had to get up and leave helplessly.

The bell rang for the third time, and the handymen had already begun to pack up the tables and cushions. And now, in that great hall. Almost most of the Hanlin scholars were among them, and there were also many officials of the Ministry of Rites, looking at the many words hanging in the hall one by one.

The names of all the writers have been framed, so that at least a lot of favors can be eliminated. It's just that this is only the Mid-Autumn Festival after all, not a serious imperial examination, so these words were not handed over to others to be copied and then sent to these judges for review.

For each new work, it will first be pre-examined by five scholars and officials of the Ministry of Rites, and among the five, as long as more than three people think that it can be passed, it will be considered to have passed the preliminary examination, and then it will be hung in the temple and reviewed by those judges to judge and judge the excellent work.

Finally, the judges discussed and finally selected one first, two second, three third, five fourth, and ten fifth.

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"There are a lot more people who came to participate in the cultural meeting today than in previous years." A gray-haired scholar sat on the couch, chatting with the others, and at the same time stretched out his hand to the pile of rice paper that was newly folded by the handyman next to him.

"Well, that's enough, but it's a pity that good works are hard to find...... The old man was dizzy, and he hadn't been able to see a refreshing masterpiece. The official of the Ministry of Rites next to him nodded sympathetically, looked at the poem in his hand, shook his head helplessly, picked up the pen, made a small cross in the corner, and handed it to the next companion.

"That's not ...... Hey? The old Hanlin bachelor who spoke at the beginning echoed, but unexpectedly, when he saw the newly picked up piece of rice paper in his hand, he couldn't help but be stunned. That's a pretty good word......"

After praising a sentence, his eyes fell on the poem "Mulan Ci", and he recited in a low voice: "If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan......"

Just these two sentences made the other four preliminary reviewers who were bragging and farting while reviewing the works before all shut their mouths, and their eyes suddenly lit up.

The next two sentences of "Waiting for leisure to change, but the old people's hearts are changeable......" The next two sentences made the four people almost hold their breath and their eyes open.

After the old Hanlin bachelor finished reading, the cloudy old eyes began to become bright. Then he shook the piece of rice paper in his hand and shouted loudly. "Everyone, be still, everyone, please be still."

All the officials in the hall who were appreciating and evaluating the words stopped their discussions, and they all fell on the old Hanlin.

"Listen up...... If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan. Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable......"

There was a dead silence in the hall, and everyone held their breath, and listened with their eyes shining as the old Hanlin read this shocking poem that made everyone's eyes shine.

Finally listened, one or two expressions still looked so intoxicated, and they obviously haven't come back to their senses, and the senior waiter of the Ministry of Rites and the Master Zhang of the Hanlin Academy, who presided over today's meeting, strode towards the old Hanlin, and the senior waiter of the Ministry of Rites couldn't wait to ask loudly before he arrived. "Wang Hanlin, who is this? Could it be that one of you came over today to have fun? ”

"The old man really doesn't know, and this word is really refreshing...... Wang Lao Hanlin shook his head and handed the rice paper to the high waiter who walked over.

"Huh...... It's a strange way to write, this is ......" Gao Shilang's eyes couldn't help but light up after his eyes fell on the handwriting.

Bachelor Zhang's eyes were even brighter, and he directly raised his hand and took it from Gao Shilang's hand, and leaned in front of the lantern to look at it carefully, while snorting. "This kind of writing Pharaoh has never been seen, you see his sharpness, enough for his pen to move smartly and quickly, and this trace is thin and powerful, see its strength......"

"To thin without losing its flesh, its words can be seen especially in the graceful place. Because its strokes are relatively thin and hard, the brushwork is exposed, and traces of pen movement such as Teton can be clearly seen, which is a font with a rather unique style......"

"After the Wei and Jin dynasties, although there are many people who have attained calligraphy above the calligraphy, they can form their own school, and those who bring forth the new are almost impossible to find, and I didn't expect to meet a ...... here today."

"If a good life is only as first seen, so calligraphy, so literary, it is true, the old man is really eye-opening today."

"Two, two, don't look at calligraphy, let's see if this poem can be seen first?" At this time, the other officials who gathered around couldn't help but roll their eyes, how could they let these two guys who were obsessed with calligraphy hold on, and what did the others think.

"Yes, yes, come, let's take a look at the ...... first" can see such a peerless good word, for every literary old, middle-aged and young person, it is definitely a rare encounter in a lifetime.

And now, I really encountered it, how not to let these literati who are reckless and wild on weekdays go crazy and anxious.

"It's all quiet, don't squeeze, don't rob, ouch, I'm damn, where is the forbidden army!" At first, I wanted to talk about it, but the appearance of those companions with teeth and claws suddenly annoyed the high waiter, and quickly shouted.

As soon as the forbidden army entered the door, those Hanlin scholars and officials of the Ministry of Rites who wanted to see the real works earlier were naturally embarrassed not to pay attention to their demeanor.

And this "Mulan Ci" was soon hung in the main hall, the most eye-catching position, and those officials crowded over one after another, looking at the "Mulan Ci" seriously.

They shook their heads and sighed with emotion. "As soon as this word comes out of the word "Mulan Ci", how many people dare to write it, and how many people dare to go to the class to get an axe......"

"Alas, alas, alas...... Autumn mood, parting, and changes in people's hearts are all described in it, and the three words we came out of, this "Mulan Words" have been perfectly encapsulated, so that the old man really doesn't know who else can surpass this person's masterpiece. ”

"Not only is the lyrics so excellent, but his calligraphy is also extraordinarily outstanding, unique, and a family of its own......"

In the hall, there was a lot of people, and His Highness, the literary youth, all looked at the hall where the Praetorian Guards lived. I was extremely nervous in my heart.

As for Wang Yang, the old driver, when he saw Li Qingzhao, who was always stretching his jade neck and looking in the direction of the main hall not far away, he couldn't help but show a very gentlemanly smile at this lady.

However, Li Qingzhao's woman only took a cute white eye in return, which made Wang Daguan's face black.

PS: A rare big chapter.,There must be a more at night.,Everyone rest assured.,It's a new week.,I hope to see everyone continue to support the new book.,Moda!