The Song Dynasty's gentleness towards scholars and doctors produced all kinds of strange things.

Kou Zhun lit a hundred huge candles every night to feast guests, noisy and noisy, but it was a booze, there was no drinking style, take a look at the three watches of the day, the guests stumbled while returning. It is possible that Zhang San knocked on his head with a small bag, and it is possible that Li Si's legs were broken out of nowhere, and they dispersed.

Song Qi went to the next level, drinking and having fun while looking at the sky, it was not beautiful in the end. So he ordered a curtain to surround it, and there were huge candles lit in it, and countless beautiful people played and sang and danced, and the day was bright, and it was bright, and when it was dark, it was also bright. Drinking is dark, having fun, almost, as soon as the curtain is unveiled, obediently winter, the sun is at noon.

But there are a few people who have long gone beyond this realm of boasting and showmanship.

For example, Yan Shu, who is richer than Song Qi, has higher knowledge, and behaves more elegantly, but he can't boast, sitting in front of the pavilion, setting a table of wine, and letting the servants bring a few elegant side dishes, and then talking about the wind and snow while drinking with a few confidants, and then singing: "The poplar flowers on the side of the building are over, and the swallows fly in the middle of the curtain." ”

This is the essence of leisure and elegance.

Zheng Lang has done it more thoroughly than him, and he doesn't have any fame.

Is it just to make a small mistake, to practice four kinds of novel calligraphy? Even do you have to take a small knife and study it on the bamboo tube every day?

This is his hobby of elegant things, and even in order to satisfy this hobby, he finds an excuse for himself, to calm his soul, and it is his own heart!

The sky was getting hotter, and Zheng Lang finally practiced the fourth type of calligraphy.

Liu Luoguo's Tai Chi book, but Zheng Lang teased it as a meat book.

Liu Luoguo's calligraphy is very bloated, which is a taboo for calligraphers, but some of his calligraphy makes people feel that it is bloated and has proper benefits, and it is self-contained, so people praise it as Ran Taiji.

It's an exaggeration. But his pen is thick and fat, and the ink is thick and large, and there seems to be some merit. So I chose it out, and it was used as the fourth kind of strange word, and it was put in the future generations, and after many funny people's washing, Liu Luoguo's words are not surprising. However, in the Song Dynasty, it will also make people stunned.

However, Zheng Lang still has to clarify a problem before practicing.

Some people say that Liu Yong's character originates from Yan Ti, and he made a breakthrough in Yan Ti, turning the majesty of Yan Ti into richness. But some people think that this is not the case, Qianlong likes the pavilion style, as the prince and the young secretary of the Ministry of Shangshu, Liu Yong did not dare to violate this general trend, so he started with Zhao Dong, and added heavy ink to their font to make a fat pen book, so that it is not far from the holy grace, but also away from the rigidity of the pavilion body. It seems to have succeeded.

It doesn't matter to say, but to write, you have to make this clear.

It was hot, and a few good brothers arrived.

Wu Saburo said: "Da Lang, Bai Yuniang and Tan Wan have sent you a letter and asked you to go to Zhengzhou City. ”

"Yes, you received someone's square handkerchief and hosta last time, and you haven't returned the favor yet." Jiang Jiajilang also said.

"Do you think I really took their gifts for nothing?" Zheng Lang asked rhetorically and sat down to ponder. Hearing some news about things in the city, Wu Sanlang and a few others coaxed them to compare with each other. They are too loud to make a fuss. But there are many incidents, and there are more curious people. No one mentions it, and when someone mentions it, they will think, yes, these five leaders have their own merits, but who can be in the first place?

This time, the momentum will get bigger and bigger.

On the way back that day, I almost skimmed through my mind and thought of this result.

However, there was no movement at the beginning of the five lines.

But this is a superficial phenomenon.

Of course, once Dabi wins, it means that their status has jumped up and they are called into gold. If you lose, especially if you fall to the last place, then you will really become a fluffy phoenix and not as good as a chicken. None of them dared to respond until they were absolutely sure.

But there are constant small actions in the dark, including asking Wu Saburo to carry the letter.

In fact, in Zhengzhou City, at this time, his reputation was half ruined, and he also had to thank Gao Yanei and Ma Yanei for their efforts. At first, they didn't dare to make some small gestures. In the end, after Liu Zhizhou sent the poem to Bianliang City, there was no movement, and he became bolder. So when I met someone, I said that I was plagiarizing, and Liu Zhizhou didn't see it, but there are countless people in Tokyo, how can I not see it? If it had been written by him, it would have caused a sensation in Tokyo.

There are so many high-ranking people in Tokyo City, why don't you bring this kid along?

As for the word, the negligence did not mention it, the one that could not be distinguished, was witnessed by thousands of people.

Even Chen Siniang made them very embarrassed, but Chen Siniang was born in the land of flowers and willows, and she didn't care very much, on the contrary, during this time in the Zheng family, she felt very satisfied.

If you really go, bring a few good songs, it will be very popular, and if you don't go, you may not be very concerned. Do you want to do this?

suddenly found herself, proving that Bai Yuniang and Tan Wan both had small movements behind their backs. They all begged themselves to see if they could have a glimmer of hope.

After analyzing it, he said, "Come out with me for a spin." ”

"Okay," the teenagers jumped for joy.

But they brought some tools, a few shovels, and two saws, and then they came to their two dirt hills.

The pears have hung branches, and each one has small green fruits, which are very cute on the branches. The green leaves are shady, the mountain breeze is cool, and the scenery is pleasant. Cen Dashao shouted: "The scenery here is very good, why didn't you bring us here once?" ”

"Okay, how about I spend some money in the future to build a small pavilion here and hold a poetry meeting in three or five days?"

Writing poetry, Cen Dashao was too frightened to speak.

After passing through the pear grove, I came to the small bamboo forest, which is a bamboo carving in the real sense. I have to find some beautiful bamboo roots, and while looking for them, let a few people dig them. Wu Saburo wiped his sweat and asked, "Da Lang, what are you going to do?" ”

"In a month's time, you'll know what I mean."

"Can you tell us in advance?"

"No, the secret of heaven must not be leaked, and you must not be leaked to the outside, otherwise I will not be at peace."

"Whoa."

After digging for a long time, he scared away many small birds, trampled on a number of small flowers and plants, and destroyed twenty or thirty bamboos, and finally found seven bamboo roots that he was satisfied with, and said, "All right." ”

"That's good?" Jiang Erlang looked at these strange-shaped bamboo roots suspiciously, and didn't know what it had to do with a few line leaders, so he asked.

"Well, but it will be changed by my hand, and you will know when you come in a month."

Several teenagers left, and Zheng Lang pondered at home.

In fact, it is still practice, but once this thing appears in the Song Dynasty, if his paintings and words are elegantly matched, it will also cause a sensation to some extent.

……

A month later, several teenagers came again.

Approaching July, along the way, they all wiped their sweat and drank well water.

After drinking a large sip of cool well water, begging for something.

Zheng Lang took out the four pen holders, and several teenagers played with them in surprise.

"This poem is good." The good thing is that I can't see it.

"It's a good picture." Fortunately, I can't see it.

But this pen holder with these things immediately looks very elegant, Wei Sanshao said loudly: "Brother Lang, I want one for this thing." ”

"San Lang, no, I just tried my hand, the carving is rough, after a while, the skills are rough and long, I will make a better one for you."

"Then this thing ......"

"It just so happens that you guys are here," Zheng Lang thought for a while and said, "Wei Sanlang, your family is the same as mine, not in the city, and many people in the city don't know each other." It's up to you to complete this task. ”

"What do you want me to do?"

"As long as you ask a guest with a fresh face, bring these four things to the city secretly, and send one to each line, you can't let anyone know, and you can't let them know about it, then when the Mid-Autumn Festival comes, on the banks of the Caishui River, there will be a good show."

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