The efficiency of the third master is extremely high, with the cooperation of a group of officials of the Ministry of Rites and the eunuchs of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Shen Shi has already selected by Wang Shizhen and others to hang the two groups of thirty shortlisted works one by one in the Wenhua Palace, and then it is time to go to the unanimous evaluation of all the ministers, of course, the courtiers and the children of the Heavenly Family who are fortunate enough to participate in the night banquet are as many as more than 500 people, it is impossible to rush in.

"Princess, the two groups of preliminary shortlisted each of the thirty pieces have been decided, and the saint's handwriting is also among them, all the words are framed, and the princes are also invited to evaluate them with public intentions, so as not to lose the meaning of fairness."

As the person who presided over the overall situation, the third master stood at the head of the ministers, made a group of gestures to everyone with a smile on his face, and announced the rules with a smile, but his eyes were always looking at a central hall banner hanging on the left side, and he couldn't help but so, and the end of his hand salute also pointed to the banner, which obviously implied that the middle hall banner was where the old man's imperial pen was.

"Third master, don't worry, I'll know."

"Third brother, don't worry, I'll know it."

"That's what the third brother said."

……

At this time, it is not the children of the clan or the extremely noble courtiers who can stand in the hall, and they are very familiar with the old man's imperial pen, even if the old man is ingenious to play a hand of Yan Ti Kaishu that is not often written in the past in order to participate in the competition, but everyone is used to seeing the old man's ink treasure, even if the third master does not need to mention it, the big guy can also recognize it.

"Okay, let's gossip, let's get started."

The hint has already been hinted at, the third master will no longer talk nonsense, waved his hand, and proudly announced the beginning of the evaluation, in the laughter, a group of superb courtiers also scattered in twos and threes, and discussed the work one by one.

Most of the courtiers went to the old man's middle hall banner near the banner, but Hongqing was not in a hurry to join the excitement, so he walked to the side casually, as soon as he walked like this, the old fifteen brothers naturally followed, and the three of them naturally formed a small group, in the world of adults, it can't help but seem a little eye-catching, but at this time, the thoughts of the courtiers are all tied to the imperial pen, but no one cares about the movements of Hongqing and others.

"Hey, Brother Qing, aren't these two banners of yours, yes, that bastard boy's bullshit poetry is actually encircled, Wang Shizhen is so neat, such a broken thing is an eyesore to look at."

The old man's banner was hung on the side of the courtiers, and the location of the clan group was naturally less crowded, and under the open sight, the sharp-eyed old sixteen was the first to discover Hongqing's work, and then looked at it, Hongli's work was actually hanging on the side of Hongqing, and he couldn't help but scold again.

"Uncle Sixteen Mo said so, this painting is not bad, although it is a little immature, but the wind and bones are passable, well, the poem is also considerable, and it is well deserved to be shortlisted in the top 30."

Hongqing had not been to read Hongli's poems before, and when he heard the old sixteen talk about it, his eyes immediately followed his fingers and looked over, and after a little taste, he didn't feel that Hongli's works were as unbearable as the old sixteen said, but it was unique, and there were really some bright spots, with Hongqing's heart, he disdained to do things that were talking nonsense with his eyes open, so he nodded and gave a pertinent evaluation.

"Hmph, I can't see what's good? It's purely a ghost drawing, and it's a first-grade product with the master. ”

The old sixteen is a duck with a familiar mouth and a hard mouth, and with a pout, he unceremoniously pulled Hongli's masterpiece to a level with himself.

"Poof!"

As soon as the words of the old sixteen came out, the old fifteen, who had never spoken, was really uncomfortable, and couldn't help laughing, as for Hongqing, although he didn't make a sound, he also shook his head and smiled bitterly......

"The emperor has arrived!"

The evaluation is not cumbersome, but it takes a lot of time, more than a dozen rounds down, the time has reached the end of the Shen time, the sun has already set in the west, the result is not finished, the best courtiers gathered in the main hall are still arguing about the final circle of two groups of three works each, but heard a shrill shout at the apse, everyone hurriedly returned to their positions, all holding their breath and waiting for the arrival of the old man.

"Wait and greet Your Majesty!"

In the sound of footsteps, the old man slowly turned out of the apse surrounded by a group of eunuchs and palace maids, and the prince followed closely behind.

"Excuse me, just settle down."

The old man was obviously in a good mood, and his voice was extraordinarily warm.

"Ministers, thank you Lord Longen, long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

The old man is in a good mood, and everyone is happy, but happiness is happy, but gratitude is indispensable.

"The third child, I heard that the top three have been decided before the two groups, so let's present it, so that I can see that they are all very extravagant characters."

As soon as the courtiers finished counting, the old man didn't talk nonsense, and went straight to the point.

"Back to Huang Ama's words, after all the ministers unanimously recommended, the two groups of top three have a fixed number, but they have not yet been unveiled and pasted, and the emperor is also asked to make it clear."

The third master has been controlling the overall situation well today, and he is in a very good mood, and when he heard the old man call his name, he flashed out excitedly and replied loudly.

"Well, let's bring it in."

The old man is not only extraordinary in his own calligraphy, but also outstanding in appreciation, at this time, when he heard the third master say this, he would not have any other thoughts, and with a wave of his hand, he opened the golden mouth with great interest.

"Wow!"

The old man's will was given, the third master did not dare to slack off a little, respectfully agreed, waved his hand, and several small eunuchs who were waiting on the side walked up to the front with silver plates holding six works, put all the six works on the dragon case, and quickly tore off the small notes that were pasted with their hands and feet, and then all bowed and retreated to the side.

"Well, the word of the third child has grown again, the first of this clan group is well-deserved, and the word of the fourth child is also good, but it is a pity that it is too rigid, there is a lack of softness, and the tossing and turning place is too violent, although it is powerful, but it is a pity that the mellow is lacking, and can only be relegated to the second, but the word of the eighth has grown greatly, and this hand is indeed considerable, well, good, very good."

The old man looked at the works of the lower clan group with great interest, and commented on the three works one by one, but how did this sound like he was commenting on the order of the road to winning the heir, maybe the old man was just unintentional, but the courtiers below were obviously interested in listening, and for a while, everyone's faces couldn't help but be a little weird.

"Huang Ama has a good reputation, and the ghost drawing talisman of Erchen is still far from Huang Ama."

As the person in charge of the overall situation, the third master has long known that he is ranked first in the clan group, but he really didn't recognize who the owner of the next two works is, and when he heard that it was the fourth master and the eighth master, he was very beautiful in his heart, but he didn't dare to behave too much in front of the old man, so he just bowed down and humbled himself.

"That's it, there's no need to talk about clever things, I'll take a look at the courtiers group again."

The old man was quite satisfied with the humility of the third master, but he didn't say any more, smiled and waved his hand, and then unveiled the topic, on the side of his face, he looked at the three silver trays on the left, only swept it, and couldn't help but smile and shook his head and said: "You will please me as much as possible, hey, He Zhuo's book is a must today, this article is even better, compared to Wang Shihong's official book is indeed better, as for my middle hall, although there is also a little achievement, but compared with the two, it is far behind, really to rank first, It's too much, it's too much. ”

"Huang Ama Mingjian, since the Qianqing Palace got your ink treasure, has never shown it to others, has been according to the rules of framing into more than 300 masterpieces, first Wang and other three chief judges unanimously recommended, and then there are all kinds of ministers unanimously respected, you are ranked first is the name of the real deserved."

The old man is modest and modest, but he does not necessarily recognize that his words are not as good as others, even if He and Wang are recognized as two of the four masters of calligraphy in this world.

"Oh? Hahaha......, that's it, that's it, I won't participate in this ****, well, it's decided that He Zhuo is the first, Wang Shihong is the second, and as for the third, I picked it myself. ”

As soon as he heard the third master say this, even if he knew that there was no way here, the old man was still happy and laughed, but he was embarrassed to really think that his own words were the first in the world, and after laughing, he also lightly took himself out of the competition, first decided the first and second candidates, and then got up, walked down the front pier slowly, walked around the temple, and enjoyed the remaining shortlisted works with great interestSince the old man said, the big guys can cheer vigorously, and the hall has been laughing and laughing, which can be described as having fun.

"Huh?"

After the old man finished turning the works of the courtier group, he turned to the side of the clan group again, still appreciating and commenting, and when he came to the front of the works that Hongqing and Hongli hung side by side, the old man's eyes suddenly lit up, and he sighed lightly, but he was not in a hurry to comment, but pointed to Hongqing's cursive writing, looked back and asked the third master: "Who made this?" ”

"Back to the emperor's words, there is paste, and the sons don't know whose masterpiece it is."

Although the third master has never seen Hongqing splash ink with his own eyes, as the person in charge of the overall situation, he is very well-informed, and he has long known that this banner is Hongqing's handwriting, but he does not intend to say it, but responds with a look of embarrassment.

"Well, take it down, and take this one down as well."

As soon as he heard what the third master said, the old man didn't ask any more, nodded, waved his hand and made a will, and the little eunuchs who were waiting on the side were busy taking the rods, taking down the two works together, and sending them to the old man.