That Wang Xiuwei didn't care about this much, picked up the brush prepared in advance, stood in front of the table on the stage, waved ink on the paper and wrote, a moment later, a short book has been completed, someone next to the long paper lifted, facing the audience, under the lights, only to see that it was full of Juanxiu ink characters, but it was not clear to see. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Xiuwei put down the brush, read it, and said: "Amorous moon, stealing clouds and taking photos ruthlessly." Ruthless farewell, Qinghui is helpless, and there is often a shortage of temporary rounds. Sadly, I said to the West Lake, the lake is like a dream. The lake flows, away from the lamp, and it is extinguished at first sight. ”

"Good words." Someone on the judges' bench couldn't hold back and cheered, it seemed to be that Qian Qianyi.

"Words are good, words are better." Someone else shouted.

Sun Yueling thought that this Wang Xiuwei was really not simple, and couldn't help but undisguise her true feelings for Tan Lang, and even wrote on the spot on the stage, this courage and courage cannot be compared with many men.

The words were passed to the judges, who were left to comment.

He ate melon and fruit snacks, thinking that the last ones who appeared were really the elite of the elite, the prostitutes of the prostitutes, no wonder the people of later generations would have a very high evaluation of what "Jinling Twelve Hairpins" and "Qinhuai Bayan" or something, and it was really worthy of the name, thinking of "Qinhuai Bayan", he patted his thigh, isn't this in Qinhuai, where did Bayan come from?

Thinking about it again, Qin Huai Bayan, except for Ma Xianglan, who died early, is probably the eldest is a little hairy child, who is still babbling, and he is not old enough to play soy sauce, so he can only blame him for wearing it too early, if it is late.

After a while, Uncle Yang Wan of the Half Moon Building finally came to the stage.

Everyone cheered as usual, this time Uncle Yang Wan did not play the piano and sing, but ordered someone to place a paintbrush Danqing and other things in front of the table on the stage, rolled up his sleeves, revealed a snow-white wrist, lifted the pen, and actually began to paint.

Li Qifan said: "It seems that this final competition is not only limited to playing the piano and singing, but to a higher level. ”

Sun Yueling said: "Yes, Wang Xiuwei wrote a poem in front of him, and Uncle Yang Wan made a painting, which is higher and which is lower, I'm afraid only those professional judges can see it, where can we, the guests, decide?" ”

Li Qifan said with a smile: "Then whoever you see is beautiful, choose whomever you want, isn't it over?" ”

Sun Yueling said: "I have this idea, but I'm afraid I'm sorry for this fan." I took it in my hand and slapped it twice.

After a short time, Uncle Yang Wan's painting was finished, and he also asked people to hang it up for everyone to watch.

I saw that she painted a picture of ink and blue, the distant mountains are like daisies, the smoke is vast, a black canopy cruising on the river, it seems lonely and clear, a grass hut on the shore, painting an old man standing with a cane, looking at the clouds and smoke, the depths shrouded in twilight, is concentrating. There are two lines of small poems inscribed on the side of the painting, which are: The boat is gone, and the rivers and seas send the rest of their lives. The font seems to be flying and spiraling out, with a slight grace.

Li Qifan shook his head and sighed: "Su Weng's poem is extremely elegant, elegant, and unconventional, but it is written hard and thin like flying, revealing a charming feeling, flaws, and a slight flaw." ”

Sun Yueling couldn't see it, and casually echoed him: "Yes, yes." ”

But Zhong Yansong screamed and said, "Good painting, really good painting, perfect." ”

Dong Qichang on the judges' bench also nodded, and then said loudly: "Such a painting can be described as a stroke of genius, ink landscape painting has always paid the most attention to the elegance of the far-sighted, subtle knowledge of the broad, this painting has its true taste, the highest grade, the highest grade!" ”

As soon as the words fell, many people began to echo and praise.

"There are also such double reeds, for fear that others will not know?" Sun Yueling couldn't help but laugh loudly.

The voice was a little loud, and Zhong Yansong seemed to hear it, turned his head, stared at Sun Yueling, his eyes lit up, and Sun Yueling met his gaze without hesitation, and he was proud.

Zhong Yansong stared at him for a long time, and finally did not have a seizure, and slowly turned his head away.

After some time, it was finally the turn of the third prostitute to appear, this is Mu Wan of Zuixianfang, that is, the woman who shocked the audience with a peerless song "Guangling San" as Li Qifan said.

Sun Yueling thought to himself that he didn't know if the first two were beautiful, if there were, he really wanted to break a branch of osmanthus to meet in the middle of the night, and maybe he could really win the hearts of beauties.

The woman named Mu Wan came to the front of the stage, and when Sun Yueling saw it, he almost swallowed the finger that sent the melon seeds to his mouth.

This prostitute is really amazing, it can be said that he has seen the most beautiful woman after crossing, a little powder, eyebrows like distant mountains, a pair of big eyes seem to be full of infinite affection, both tender, but also smart and lively, under the dexterous and generous nose is a dreamlike plump lips, gently pursed, as if there is a pearl pouring jade as soon as it is opened.

Dressed in a purple Luo skirt, revealing well-proportioned muscles and bones, smooth and soft snow-white shoulders, and shoulders covered with white soft yarn, he walked slowly, like an immortal in a painting.

"Peerless elegance, absolutely peerless elegance." Sun Yueling couldn't help but sigh, and at the same time made up his mind in his heart, he must find a way to know this beauty, otherwise it would be really in vain.

"What's the hurry, when you see a beautiful woman, you're in a hurry like this." Li Qifan scolded with a smile, "What do you want to do this time?" ”

I saw that Mu Wan turned around slowly, and I didn't know where to pull out a Sensen long sword, the long sword reflected the light, and it was hidden and bright.

The audience was taken aback, what was she going to do?

Mu Wan's arm was raised, the long sword was pointed horizontally, and he held a sword duel in his left hand, and his eyebrows faintly revealed a resolute and resolute attitude. I saw her body slowly turning, and the long sword swirling around her, light and dark.

"It turned out to be a sword dance." Li Qi said suddenly.

But seeing that she danced very slowly at the beginning, her movements were soft, the long sword sometimes stabbed forward, sometimes slashed back, and her body seemed to be mixed with the sword, and she said while dancing: "Jianyu Jurchen, invaded my Ming Dynasty, Fushun Qinghe, and lost one after another." Thinking of this, the long sword swept, and the cold air diffused the audience, and she could hear her read: "The four roads of the lost division, the general died, Kaiyuan Tieling, all returned to the enemy's land." ”

The audience was shocked, what he said clearly meant that the Jianzhou Jurchens invaded the territory of the Ming Dynasty and seized the city of the Ming Dynasty, and the Ming court was repeatedly defeated, losing the city and losing the land, losing the division in all directions, and countless generals died in the hands of the Jurchens.

This is the last year of Wanli happened in Liaodong major events, deeply pained by the people, on the occasion of singing and dancing life, drunk life and dream of death, she sang at this time, it was really like a drink, shocking others.

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and I didn't know whether to praise or denigrate.

I saw that she was dancing faster and faster, and the sword was walking with her, her body was like floating clouds, shining brightly, and the stars were dotted, and she said: "First lose Shenyang, and then lose Liaoyang, half of Liaodong, not owned by me." In the mountains, mourning people are all over the field, with white hair hanging down and whimpering. Thinking of this, his voice became higher and more high and sad, and the long sword exuded a trace of coldness, which looked a little strange under the moonlight and lights.

Zhong Yansong stood up suddenly, pointed to the stage and shouted: "What are you singing, messing with my people's hearts, stop quickly." ”

Mu Wan ignored him, the words in his mouth paused, chanted, and said: "There are many police and urgent border cities, and the number of captives and cavalry has moved. The feather came from the north, and the horse climbed the embankment. Long drive the Huns, left Gu Ling Xianbei. ”

It is said that the "White Horse Chapter" that has been widely sung by countless people, there are typical inspirational poems in middle school Chinese textbooks, Sun Yueling only felt that his blood was surging, and he could hear the voices of the audience, and the crowd was excited, as if he was infected, and gradually became excited.

Li Qifan cheered and said, "Good spirit." "There were many people who immediately praised it.

Zhong Yansong suddenly got up, jumped up, and then got on the stage, and said: "My Ming soldiers are full of food, and the imperial court has re-activated Lord Wang Huazhen, and the Jurchen will be peaceful in the near future." What is your intention in talking nonsense and exaggerating? ”

With such a high wooden platform, he actually jumped up lightly, Sun Yueling was secretly surprised, and couldn't help but secretly worry about that Mu Wan.

I only heard her continue to chant: "Abandon the edge of the blade, and your life is safe." Parents don't care, He Yanzi and his wife. Famous all over the strong man's family, not to take care of selfishness. Sacrifice your life to go to the country, and see death as if you were going home. The sword shadow was heavy, and it was endless, and the resolute expression on his face could be seen that he was not afraid of Zhong Yansong at all.

"Good!" Countless people began to cheer and shout.

Sun Yueling only felt that a passion rose from his chest, the blood seemed to be burning, he hated to carry a knife across the horse, fought on the battlefield to expel the Tartars, stood up, took the lead in applauding, and after a while, the applause was like thunder, continuous.

The atmosphere of the entire audience was driven, and everyone was full of passion, especially those scholars and literati, who applauded loudly, and even shouted the slogan of "expelling the Jianyu and recovering the country".

"I will choose this one." Li Qifan couldn't help but exclaim.

The crowd in the audience was furious, and some people began to scold Zhong Yansong who was standing on the stage, telling him to get out, and some people began to scold him for being a "national thief".

Zhong Yansong glared at Mu Wan angrily, not down, not when he entered, Mu Wan stood with his sword in his hand, and his big eyes did not let him look at him at all. Zhong Yansong stood for a long time, and finally snorted and brushed his sleeves down.