Yan Zhenqing announced that the Pear Blossom Poetry Club was finally over, although the third competition ended in less than half a column of incense, but there was no sense of haste. Many people's faces are intertwined with joy and excitement, and the poetry will end at this time, as if the climax of doing something pleasurable, and there are two words written in everyone's hearts: satisfaction.

Li Shizhi was naturally happy with red on his face, and the only thing that was dissatisfied was that Li Linfu and the others did not seem to be depressed because of the failure of the poetry meeting, and they didn't seem to take it seriously when they left.

When Li Shizhi beckoned Wang Yuan to go back to Zuo Xiang's Mansion together, he found that Wang Yuan was not around, and after asking, Liu Xun told directly: "Wang Yuan was pulled by Wang Wei to speak, and many people seem to know him." ”

Li Shizhi sneered: "No one cared about it when I was down in Yong'an Fang, and now I am afraid that I will blind their eyes, this son will come to make friends one by one, go, call Wang Yuan over, he is a person from my Zuo Xiangfu, there is no need to give face to these people." ”

Liu Xun rolled his eyes and didn't speak, Li Yong couldn't stand it anymore, and frowned: "It's too extreme for you to say this, why bother." ”

Li Shizhi also felt that his words were too much, and he frowned at the moment and said, "That's it, let's wait for them to finish." ”

So a group of people stood patiently and waited, and from time to time someone passed in front of them and said goodbye to Li Shizhi, Pei Kuan, Li Yong and others, but Li Shizhi didn't look at them.

In the corner of the pavilion in the middle, Wang Wei pulled Wang Yuan to say goodbye, and Wang Wei's expression did not hide his admiration and love for Wang Yuan.

"Little Brother Wang, today you can teach the old man to open his eyes, my Tang Dynasty has produced an immortal genius since Taibai, and the old man is excited and difficult to himself."

Wang Yuan hurriedly said: "The predecessors praised falsely, and they were killed." ”

Wang Wei waved his hand and said: "Don't call me a senior, just call me Wang Maha, or simply call him by his name." Wang wants to make a New Year's friend with you, and today he officially invited the little brother to invite him to the Zhongnanshan Humble House another day, and we will discuss poetry and talk freely. ”

Wang Yuan arched his hand and said: "How dare I make a mistake, but I will definitely visit the Maha Gong, who is one of the most revered poets in my heart." Maha Gong's landscape poems are unmatched in the world, I once tried to write landscape poems, but unfortunately I can't bear to read them. ”

Wang Wei laughed and said: "Little Brother Wang will comfort people, Wang has such a little merit left, if you write landscape poems better than me, I am afraid that the old decay should be put into the ground." ”

Wang Yuan hurriedly smiled: "Don't dare, don't dare." ”

Wang Wei put away his smile and sighed: "There are a few words that the old man should not talk about, but since the old man intends to make friends with the little brother, friends should be honest with each other, so I want to say it, I don't know if the little brother is willing to listen to it." ”

Wang Yuan said solemnly: "The teachings of the prince, what a blessing is here." ”

Wang Wei lowered his voice and said: "Wang Yuan, after today, you will be famous in Chang'an, this is a good thing, a great good thing." I have heard that you came from a prosperous background, and that it will be of great benefit to your future after today, and I hope you will seize this opportunity. But you must not forget the principle that good and bad depend on each other, and your troubles will come after today, not only in terms of fame and fortune, but also in some troubles that you can't imagine. You must know that fame and fortune will make a person and ruin a person, I hope that Brother Wang will not lose himself, be cautious, keep his heart, and be worthy of this full of economic talents. ”

Wang Yuan nodded and said: "Thank you for the teachings of the Maha Gong, there are words in the words of the Maha Gong, I don't know if I can say it clearly, I don't know anything about all this, and I really want someone to guide me from time to time." ”

Wang Wei smiled: "You are Li Shizhi's person, why don't you ask him to guide you." ”

Wang Yuan looked at Wang Wei quietly and said, "For some reason, I think Maha Gong is more credible. ”

Wang Wei looked at Wang Yuan, and said with a smile in his eyes: "Old man understands, you are smarter than old man imagined." I promise you, if you have any questions, you can come to the old man, the old man does not dare to give you guidance, but it is good to listen to your words and untie your knots. ”

Wang Yuan bowed to the ground and thanked him heartily.

Wang Wei returned the salute and was about to leave, but suddenly turned around and said: "Your song "Leaving the Grass on the Plain" is also a good work, and the old man doesn't know why you gave up the second scene. ”

Wang Yuan was stunned and said, "How did Mahagong know about this? ”

Wang Wei smiled and said: "Your gracious minister Li Shizhi couldn't wait to tell me, what he meant The old man understood, this is to tell everyone through the old man's mouth that he won all three competitions." Hey, the heart of victory and defeat is too heavy, and the old man doesn't know what to say. ”

Wang Yuan nodded and said, "Then there is no need to say it, I have my own reasoning." ”

Wang Wei said: "You can guess why if you don't say the old man, okay, the old man is gone, and the city gate will be closed when it's late, so don't pass it, there will be a period later." ”

Wang Yuan gave him his hand and watched Wang Wei go away surrounded by a group of people.

While the two were talking, Yan Zhenqing had been standing on the pavilion, and when he saw Wang Wei far away, he came down to the pavilion and called Wang Yuan and said, "Please stay with Wang Gongzi." ”

Wang Yuan turned his head and saluted, Yan Zhenqing raised the poetry paper in his hand with a smile and said, "Prince Wang, Yan has something to ask." ”

Wang Yuan thought that he was going to say something about the praise of poetry, but he didn't expect Yan Zhenqing to ask another topic: "Who did Wang Gongzi learn from?" Yan studied for a long time and couldn't see which font it was, can you please tell Wang Gongzi. ”

Wang Yuan was stunned, and immediately understood, this Yan Zhenqing is a great calligrapher in the future, and he must be extremely sensitive to calligraphy, and his font is obviously not like the popular font of this era, so it aroused Yan Zhenqing's interest.

Seeing the puzzled look on Wang Yuan's face, Yan Zhenqing hurriedly explained: "That's the case, you also know that I like calligraphy, and I have always copied the font of the two kings of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, but I always feel that it is difficult to get rid of the shackles and cannot get rid of the framework of copying, and it is difficult to become a family of my own." This is also the common feeling that I have with several calligraphers in the world when they talk about it. I look at Wang Gongzi's characters horizontally and vertically, the skeleton is symmetrical, rigorous and straight, beautiful and beautiful, not like any font, it seems to be unique. Could it be that this font is the original creation of Wang Gongzi? ”

Wang Yuan couldn't help laughing when he saw what he said, his poems shocked everyone today, and now even calligraphy has become a faction, which is called a person's ascension to heaven, and it is really the rhythm of becoming a public idol. In other words, his own words are not ugly, and they are indeed a font, but they are not their own original fonts, but a kind of standard brush writing that has been forced to practice since childhood.

Wang Yuan planned to deceive the world and steal his name to the end, so he said: "Since Yan Yushi asked, I don't dare to hide it, this font was practiced by me unintentionally, and I feel that it is difficult to get into the hall of elegance, but it is easy to write, but I have not learned from anyone." I gave it a name 'Imitation Song Style', and the banter is laughing and laughing. ”

"Imitation Songti?" Yan Zhenqing stared at it for a long time, and he didn't retrieve any information about this font in his mind.

"Why is it called imitation Song style?" Yan Zhenqing asked.

"Hmm...... Don't you say horizontal and vertical? This is the 'square', you also say that the structure is symmetrical and beautiful, I call this 'loose', and vice versa', so it is called 'square loose' body. Wang Yuan was half joking, half unbelieving.

"It turned out to be such a 'Fang Song', which makes sense. Hey, I am very obsessed with calligraphy, and I always want to get rid of the shackles of my predecessors, but I finally feel powerless. Unexpectedly, Wang Gongzi was not as young as the weak crown, not only in poetry and writing, but also in calligraphy. Yan is both happy and depressed today, compared with Wang Gongzi, I am really embarrassed. ”

Wang Yuan regretted a little, Yan Zhenqing was simple and cute, and he teased him like this, so he said: "Yan Yushi, don't say that, my font is used for self-entertainment, and it is difficult to call it the way of calligraphy." Yan Yushi's pursuit is the way of calligraphy, and in time, Yan Yushi will become a family of its own, and future generations will also respect you and study your words as if they respect the two kings. It's just that the time has not yet come, and when the time comes, it will naturally be integrated. ”

Yan Zhenqing said happily: "Really? Do you believe I can be my own family? ”

Wang Yuan said: "I dare to swear to the sky, I have absolute confidence in Yan Yushi, and Yan Yushi should also have confidence in himself." ”

Yan Zhenqing bowed and said: "Thank you Wang Gongzi, for having a conversation with you, it will eliminate the blockade in my heart, and I feel much better." ”

Wang Yuan smiled and arched his hand: "Zuo Xiang is in a hurry to be inferior, and he will say goodbye." ”

Yan Zhenqing said: "I took the two masterpieces back to study, Wang Gongzi doesn't mind." ”

Wang Yuan smiled: "What do you mind?" Just don't make a big deal of it, lest you laugh at it. ”

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As the sun sets, the lights in the streets of Chang'an City are lit up with the rumbling of street drums.

This is an ordinary early spring night, but it is definitely not an ordinary night, just today, a bright and dazzling new star was born in the Chang'an literary circle, needless to say, tomorrow morning, today's pear blossom poetry will become a talking point, and the name Wang Yuan will no longer be ordinary.

Li Shizhi's house was full of joy, the lights were shining in the hall, the delicacies were placed on the long table, and the celebration banquet held by Li Shizhi was grandly held. Li Shizhi sat in the first seat, Wang Yuanrong was in the second seat, Pei Kuan, the head of the household, and Li Yong, the Taishou of Beihai, could only sit around.

Staggered, cups, singing, dancing, wine, delicacies. The laughter and laughter are flying together, and the joy is the same as the clear sound, which is a feast of victory and return; The wine is dripping, the food is fragrant, and the guests and hosts are happy.