"Snow Wolf Hao?"

Listening to Liang Shuishan's words briefly, she immediately became interested, because it was the first time she had heard of this word. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Liang Shuishan nodded, and then said in a low voice.

"I've only seen this thing in some ancient books, and it is said that this 'Snow Wolf Hao' is made of a very rare snow bamboo, plus the hair on the body of a very rare 'Snow Rat'."

"But because the material of this pen is relatively delicate, it has to be stored with great care, and the whole pen must be frozen all day."

Jianjian's eyes widened and he looked at Gongsun Lan in the stands.

Sure enough, Gongsun Lan took out a silver-white brush from the cold air, and the whole pen was bubbling with white gas.

But even so, there is no sign of glue at the tip of the pen.

"Sure enough, it's 'Snow Wolf Hao', it's really eye-opening to come here today."

Liang Shuishan sighed with a smile.

Wang Zimo looked at the "Snow Wolf Hao" in Gongsun Lan's hand and was envious.

"Mr. Liang, is this thing also on the magic pen list? Who ranks higher with it and Yucui carved dragon pen? ”

Liang Shuishan flirtatiously bearded, faintly said.

"Snow Wolf Hao, ranked 28th on the magic pen list, is known as the torture instrument in the pen."

"Because while using this pen, the writer's hand also has to bear the biting cold, I think the reason why this girl chose poplar paper should also be the reason."

Wang Zimo was even more jealous, because the pens ranked within 30 on the magic pen list, and the number of people they could have in Tang Academy was only ten fingers.

"What does it have to do with paper?"

"Yes, this 'Snow Wolf Hair' pen is strong, if you use more expensive sandalwood paper, it is likely to be scratched, even if you can write, the words written lack rigidity."

"But if you use strong poplar paper, then you can solve this problem."

Jian Jian and Wang Zimo nodded, both of them understood the meaning of this, and at the same time, they were inexplicably interested in this competition that they didn't care about just now.

Of course, among these people, it was Nalan Xuan who couldn't accept this matter the most.

His "jade carved dragon pen" was already the best brush he found, but he was still pressed by Gongsun Lan.

He knew that this matter must have nothing to do with that Ma Liang, so he set his vicious gaze on Ma Liang.

Ma Liang didn't pay too much attention to Nalan Xuan's gaze towards him, and still drank tea leisurely.

Since he knew that there was still a ranking in this money, Ma Liang didn't know how happy he was, because this was a new way to make money.

At this time, he naturally won't worry about the stupid boy on this stage.

They each showed the four treasures of the study in their hands, and the competition officially began.

Both of them danced on the rice paper in front of them, and the time limit was half an hour, but they almost didn't use it up, and they wrote their own poems.

Liang Shanshui, Wang Zimo, and Jian Jian got up almost at the same time, and read the poems of Nalan Xuan and Gongsun Lan successively, and the expressions on their faces changed constantly, and surprise was the most powerful synonym.

The poem written by Nalan Xuan is called.

"Maple Chaos"

The autumn breeze enters the eyes,

Maple is simple and pleasant.

Smile and ask the schoolchildren to go,

Turned around and crossed the forest abyss.

Gongsun Lan wrote some sentences with a little fresh style.

"Maple Encounter"

Meet a beautiful woman on a rainy night,

Where the talented man finds his home.

Mangrove Garden in the Mountains,

Quietly guard the maple ferry.

As for the characters, Nalan Xuan's "Maple Chaos" uses a kind of block script called Jiaoti.

And Gongsun Lan used a relatively novel pen style, which she herself called horse style, which didn't sound very good.

After a heated discussion, the three of them handed over the results they got to Liang Yunfeng, who was the host.

After Liang Yunfeng saw the results, he couldn't help but be surprised.

"Master Liang, this ......"

Liang Shuishan nodded, indicating that there was no problem.

At this time, Liang Yunfeng turned his head and faced everyone.

"This second round of the competition is...... Draw. ”

As soon as Liang Yunfeng's words came out, it immediately attracted a fierce discussion.

"What? Draw? What's going on? ”

"Isn't it, is the strength of the two really so equal? Isn't it fake? ”

"Yes, Master Liang Shuishan, you can tell us the reason, I still think Nalan Xuan's "Maple Chaos" is well written."

"No, no, no, I still think Gongsun Lan's "Feng Yu" is good, it is written like a story, how beautiful."

……

Liang Yunfeng was also very surprised by this result, and he also wanted to know what the basis for the judgment was.

"Master Liang, can you explain to us the expert's opinion."

Liang Shuishan smiled.

"First of all, the meaning of Nalan Xuan's "Maple Chaos", the meaning of the poem, it can be said that the Fenglin Pavilion is described as very mysterious, although the writing is a little worse, but on the whole it can be said that it has been described in detail."

However, in this regard, Gongsun Lan's "Fengyu Yu" describes the place of Fenglin Pavilion as a romantic holy place for couples to meet, and the writing is slightly better.

Liang Shuishan said, and the literati and artists around him nodded one after another.

"Let's talk about the three of us on the evaluation of this word, Nalan Xuan's character style is flamboyant, and there is a flying and domineering artistic conception between the lines, although I haven't comprehended the true meaning of this Jiao body, but it can barely stick to the edge."

"But Gongsun Lan's words are a step higher, this horse script, although it is not so good, but the words written are very delicate, and there is a kind of strength, especially the final pen, with the help of the" snow wolf hao "power, fully play the advantages of this horse body script, it can be said that it has surpassed most of the second-level calligraphers and painters."

After Liang Shanshui's words were finished, almost everyone began to look at Gongsun Lan, who was already beautiful and had a hint of literary style.

They only knew that this Gongsun Lan was a talented woman in Tongcheng among the beauties, but they didn't expect that she would have such attainments in soft pen calligraphy.

At this time, a middle-aged man below raised a question that others had overlooked.

"Mr. Liang, since Gongsun Lan is superior to Nalan Xuan in poetry and writing, why is it still a draw."

Liang Shanshui's face suddenly showed a look of regret, and his tone was slightly solemn.

"The three of us, Jian Jian likes the poignancy of Gongsun Lan's "Maple Encounter", and Wang Zimo prefers the free and easy "Maple Chaos", so this decision has been transferred to me."

"As for why I didn't let Gongsun Lan, who was slightly superior, win, just look at her right hand."

Liang Shuishan's words fell, and almost everyone looked at Gongsun Lan's right hand.

"This ...... Is it frostbite? ”

"Oh my God, it's so pitiful that such a jade hand is actually frozen like this."

"My goddess, don't compare anymore, you will always be the first in my heart."

"This 'Snow Wolf Hao' is really perverted, it can be so cold."

……

The voices of discussion under the stage came and went, and when they heard this voice, the old grandmother of Gongsun and the people of Gongsun's family all showed worried looks.

Liang Shuishan said lightly.

"A calligrapher and painter, the most important thing is the hand, so if you don't cherish your hand, get such a result, it can be regarded as a punishment for you."

Gongsun Lanbei bit his red lip and shrunk his hand.

Nalan Xuan smiled slightly when he saw this.

"I said Lan Lan, your hands are already like this, I think you can't write in this third round, so it's better for you to admit defeat."

Gongsun Lan just wanted to speak, but was protected by a tall figure in a light blue robe, and that person was Ma Liang.

"Young Master Nalan, why don't I accompany you in this last round."

"Any topic is fine, if you can't do it, I'll have no problem finding your master."

The appearance of Ma Liang made the entire Fenglin Pavilion boil.

PS: Writing poems, the author who is not good at writing is really collapsed, anyway, if it is written, don't bury me, haha. I hope you can vote for the stupid author friend and collect it. Thank you. -_-!