"Of course, while we appreciate this poem, we can't ignore his elegant and chic good words," Zeng Fuzi said at the right time, "According to what the old man has seen in his life, this kind of pen is fluttering and fast, the handwriting is thin, and the thin does not lose its flesh. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

As soon as Zeng Fuzimiao's words came out, many students and scholars in the audience who were still addicted to the artistic conception of the word thought of the font on the word, no wonder Master Qin did not read this poem on the spot just now, but let people take it down and circulate it to everyone, only a few scholars who have studied calligraphy have already seen the opportunity.

"Yes, I think so too, just his calligraphy is also unique, and he can be called a grandmaster!" Qin Zhao stroked his beard and sighed.

"I've never heard of it, I've seen it for the first time, and I'm sincerely convinced!" The world-famous Shantai everyone also shook their heads lightly, and said sincerely, although she is not as good as Qin Zhao and Zeng Fuzi in terms of calligraphy, but with her eyesight, she can naturally see the difference in calligraphy.

Even Chen Guogong Xiao Quan, who had been silent and seemed to be a spectator, stood up and said: "This calligraphy is like the font of Xue Yao in the previous dynasty, but it is much more mature than the shape of the bone, and it is like a thin pen taken from Chu Suiliang. The ancients had a saying: 'People are like their words, and words are like their shapes'. ”

Speaking of this, Xiao Quan paused, his eyes looked at Ye Qiu, mixed with a deep and far-reaching charm, he seemed to be a little unable to understand this young man, in just three months, from a gentleman who lost his family fortune, to a glass that even the people of the Western Regions could not match, he believed that it would not be long before the title of the richest man in Hangzhou would be recaptured by his Ye family. And today, the teenager not only came up with a stunning lyric composition, but also showed a new calligraphy font! Xiao Quan was originally born as a literati, so he naturally knew what this meant, just with this handwriting, the world could get it!

All this made him wonder if this young man had been disguising all along, and it was not until the family was broken up that he was forced to tear off the disguise and reveal his original form.

But after thinking about it, this is not reasonable, no matter how much speculation there is, it is not as much as the spies under his command, and these things that come back from the investigation all show that Ye Qiu has been a pure loser in the past ten years!

Since he couldn't figure it out, he didn't want to, Xiao Quan's thinking was only for a moment, and soon he continued: "A person who can write this kind of font must be a person with extremely high calligraphy skills and cultivation, and in the state of mind, he also has a good realm. ”

"Dare to ask Grandpa Guo, who is the author of this poem?" Su Wen, who has always thought that he is a step above his peers in poetry, couldn't hold back it before anyone else, stood up and asked Xiao Quan respectfully, and felt that his tone was a little disrespectful, and said busily: "Please forgive the juniors for being presumptuous, the students really want to see this master!" ”

"Please grandpa Guo don't hesitate to tell the juniors!" The long-awaited scholars said in unison.

"Okay, since you all want to know so much, I won't sell it," Xiao Quan laughed heartily and revealed the answer: "The author of this poem is, Ye Qiu!" ”

"What! It turned out to be him! ”

Su Wen and Yang Guangming and their two younger brothers thought at first that this was just a person with the same name and surname as Ye Qiu, when they saw that the eyes of several big people on the stage were on Ye Qiu next to Su Wen, they were suddenly struck by lightning, Su Wen also heard the conversation between Xiao Chen and others just now, as the first talent in Hangzhou, he didn't think so, who is Ye Qiu? Everyone in Hangzhou knows that he is just an out-and-out loser!

A guy who doesn't read the Four Books and Five Classics not only made a noun, but also wrote a good hand, and forcibly trampled him, the first genius in Hangzhou, under his feet!

Absolutely intolerable!

Su Wen and Yang Guangming glanced at each other very tacitly, Su Wen's eyes flashed a hint of fierceness, and he nodded to him firmly, without words, Yang Guangming smiled at each other knowingly, turned around and left, not knowing where he went.

"How could it be him!"

The local scholars in Hangzhou Mansion all widened their eyes, and their eyes were full of disbelief and exclaimed, which shows how influential and lethal Ye Qiu's predecessor's name was!

When I saw Ye Qiu, who was clasping his fists to everyone, he was puzzled again: It seems that we don't know this person......

The outsiders who did not know the truth could only ask the local scholars for advice again, but this time, no one could tell why.

"Ye Qiu, congratulations on winning the first place in tonight's Qixi Poetry Competition!" Xiao Quan seemed to be very satisfied with Ye Qiu, and congratulated him without hesitation, which made several people around him feel a little unbelievable, Grandpa Chen Guo would congratulate a new student, it was unheard of...

"Ye Qiu, the old man sees that you are not very old, but you can write such good words and words, I don't know which teacher you are? I'd love to visit him! Qin Zhao said in a harmonious voice, he would only have such a genius if Ye Qiu was worshipping under a famous teacher in the hidden world.

Ye Qiu said secretly, I'm afraid that you will hang up first, and you will be very lucky to see it......

Naturally, he couldn't say this, otherwise the hundreds of scholars on the scene would have thrown him into the West Lake and hung him up first......

Ye Qiu made a decision in his heart, and then he got up and said respectfully: "The younger generation has never worshiped the master, and no one has taught me to read and write. ”

"Oh? Could it be that you are self-taught? A bright light came out of Master Zeng's little eyes, and Ye Qiu's talent made his heart move, even though he was old, he still wanted to put him in the door wall.

Ye Qiu had a feeling of being targeted, and hurriedly said: "That's not the case, the students have been stubborn since childhood, they don't like to read poetry and recite books, and the gentlemen invited by the family are all ...... by the students."

"But the old man doesn't believe what you say, and he doesn't look like a stubborn person when he looks at your words and words." Zeng Fuzi shook his head, looking incredulous.

At this time, even in the audience, some people began to secretly scold Ye Qiu for being pretentious in their hearts, Zeng Fuzi can look down on him, that is his blessing, he even has to make up lies to refuse, does he think that he can write a few good words in the first word and realize that the famous Zeng Fuzi in Hangzhou can't get into his eyes! Arrogant! Ignorant!

Ye Qiu couldn't hear their hearts, but he could also see a thing or two from the disdainful looks on their faces, and it was difficult to reconcile the mouths, Ye Qiu had already seen it thoroughly, so he said: "Whether Master Zeng believes it or not, the younger generation wants to ask, can anyone here remember who the richest man in Hangzhou Mansion was before?" Who is his son? ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience suddenly quieted down, and on the stage, except for Xiao Quan, who had known Ye Qiu's identity for a long time, they all showed a contemplative look.

"You, so you're ......"

It was none other than Xiao Chen, who was sitting next to Ye Qiu, and the time spent with Ye Qiu was not short, and he didn't expect that this Ye Qiu was actually the other Ye Qiu!

"Phew!"

Ye Qiu, who was still standing just now, suddenly became half shorter, only to see Xiao Yao with an angry face, pulling Ye Qiu's collar with one hand, and the other hand clenching his fist was still in Ye Qiu's lower abdomen.

"Sleep... Groove ......" Ye Qiu, who was bent into a shrimp, spit out two words with difficulty, and after a while, he covered his stomach and asked, "What are you doing to hit me?" ”

Xiao Yao's face suddenly turned red, she withdrew her two hands, and said curtly: "I, I just heard that Ye Qiu is a bastard, just now I figured it out, it turns out that you are that bastard, I, I, I have wanted to beat you for a long time........."

Ye Qiu: "........."