The first competition of the Qiwu Poetry Club gradually came to an end, and the four masterpieces of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting have been selected.

Yun Nishang won the first place in piano skills.

The second unique calligraphy and painting is obtained by the famous calligraphy and painting talents in the capital.

It's just that Qin Yi unexpectedly appeared and took off the first place in chess.

Although he did it unintentionally, he also became a highly sought-after talking point for storytellers in Beijing in the future.

At the beginning of the second palace study test, the smell of gunsmoke on the field became even stronger, and even Xu Ping'er became nervous.

Only those who win the top three in this one can be admitted to the palace school.

It's just that she doesn't know the topic, but she has no self-confidence.

After watching the first half of the competition, I understood that there were many talents in the capital, and she had no confidence in her strength.

What's more, she sat in Xie Jin's original position because she wanted to make friends with powerful people, but she was the only one who wanted to participate in the second competition.

When the maid put the pen and paper in front of her, she could clearly feel Wang Hanyue and Zhao Ruoyun's disdain for her, as if every pen she dropped was under the surveillance of the two of them, which made her even more nervous.

Mr. Dongru got up and slowly pulled out today's test questions: "The test questions of this poetry competition are mimicry. ”

"Mimic?"

"What is mimicry?"

When Mr. Dongru said the topic, the audience exploded.

Everyone was puzzled, but only a few people still kept their expressions clear.

Looking at everyone's puzzled looks, Mr. Dongru spoke.

"There is an ancient test question about stepping on flowers and returning horseshoe incense, a word of incense, mimicry rather than truth-seeking. Today's topic is like this, cicadas chirp, sweet food, fragrant flowers, and beautiful people...... Invisible scenes can be the topic, please come! ”

Stepping on flowers to return to horseshoe incense, the ancient genius who broke this question, expressed the beauty of the floral fragrance with the bees chasing the horseshoe.

This mimicry is to ask everyone to give full play to their talents and show the invisible artistic conception around them.

Since Mr. Dongru has solved the question, everyone began to think hard about how to answer this question, and there are not a few people who scratch their ears and cheeks, even Shen Huaiyue is also frowning and has no clue.

Xu Ping'er is even more so, the slender jade fingers holding the pen are bloodless, it can be seen that she holds the pen hard, but the decree is white, showing that she doesn't know how to start.

"Tick, tick, tick......" With the passage of a little bit of the bamboo forest dripping, an hour passed like this, and it was time to hand in the papers.

Countless early morning confident and eager to make a splash lowered their arrogant heads, frustrated, obviously dissatisfied with the answers they delivered.

The palace masters unfolded everyone's answer sheet one by one, pavilions, pavilions, flowers, birds, fish and insects, countless pictures were exquisite and abnormal.

It's just that everyone shook their heads tacitly, although these people are good at drawing, but they are not to the point.

Suddenly, everyone in the audience exclaimed, and a picture of a child playing appeared in everyone's eyes.

In the picture, a few children are playing with their ears in one hand and a stone in the other, and the shadows of knowledge are faintly visible on the branches.

It makes people feel like hearing the cicadas in their ears at noon.

The patriarchs of Gongxue also nodded frequently, this is the first work to the point.

"I wonder who made this painting?"

One of the patriarchs asked with pity, and everyone held their breath to know the answer.

"The little woman is also." A crisp girl came from the crowd, and a woman dressed as a man stood up.

The woman's face is delicate and fair-skinned, and even coarse cloth men's clothes can't hide her beauty.

The people of Daqin are civilized, and there are many daughters with cheerful personalities who dress up in men's clothes, such as Zhao Ruoyun in riding clothes.

Therefore, although this girl's dress is special, it is also reasonable, but this coarse linen dress is rarely worn by people in the middle families in the capital, which makes people secretly guess in their hearts that this girl's family background is afraid of poverty.

It's just that this girl doesn't seem to care about everyone's eyes at all, her waist is straight, and she has no style, which attracts a burst of admiration from the palace masters.

"I don't know what to call the girl?" The patriarch continued.

"Sun Simiao," the girl replied.

"Miss Sun only learned ingenuity, and the old man admired it."

The imam couldn't stop appreciating it in his words.

"Master has won the prize." Sun Simiao said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Miss Sun, please take a seat."

After the imam finished speaking, he continued to unfold the answers of others, which were mediocre and irrelevant paintings.

The half-pillar incense work passed again, and suddenly another picture of food appeared in everyone's eyes.

The picture depicts a feast, but there is no food, but you can see the messy plates and the guests caressing their bellies with satisfaction.

Seeing this painting, Xie Jin smiled, and the expressions of the guests in the picture were very similar to Mr. Dongru's feast after eating Bitong.

Mr. Dongru also seemed to think of something, and coughed lightly and asked, "I don't know who made this painting." ”

A Confucian student in a white robe slowly stood up from the crowd, this is Fang Shengru, the painter of the Danqing Pavilion who won the title of painting in the last game.

Looking at the humble and elegant Fang Shengru, Mr. Dongru praised: "Fang Sheng's painting skills are not only exquisite, but also eclectic, and the old man admires him." ”

"Mr. Dongru praised falsely, and he didn't dare to be ashamed in his later life." Fang Shengru said humbly.

Mr. Dongru made a gesture to sit down, and asked the patriarchs to continue with the next judgment.

It is another half-pillar of incense, and the paintings are gradually becoming fewer and fewer, but there are no relevant works.

Could it be that today you can't even select the top three?

Finally, when the last painting appeared in front of everyone's eyes, everyone's expressions became strange.

The third painting turned out to be the horseshoe incense that returned from the flowers, but the person who painted it changed the bee painted by the predecessor to a butterfly.

Although the painting is beautiful, all of you here are full of poetry and books, so how can you not know that this painting is not the original work of the person who painted it.

However, this painting is suitable for today's examination questions, and in the main competition, only two paintings meet the requirements, and this person is indeed in the top three.

But inheriting the creativity of the ancients is not a gentleman's doing.

So for a while, everyone's faces were strange.

"I don't know who made this painting." One of the patriarchs spoke with an unnatural expression.

"I've seen the Elder Sect below." Shen Huaiyue got up elegantly, as if he didn't see everyone's strange faces.

When he painted this picture, he faintly hoped for such a result.

Although he knew that doing so would attract the disdain of some Confucian scholars, compared to the possibility of entering the palace school, the eyes of these others were nothing.

The patriarch saw that Shen Huaiyue was sitting in the referee's seat, and he couldn't tell his identity for a while, although he despised his behavior, his tone was much calmer: "Your Excellency is a good painter." ”

"The teacher has won the award." Shen Huaiyue said.

The charming voice and handsome face made some women who were originally disdainful gradually change.

After all, which girl is not pregnant with spring, Shen Huaiyue is dressed up and sitting in the review, it is not the prince and grandson of the prince who is not often in the royal family of the capital domain.

The patriarch didn't bother to ask Shen Huaiyue's name, and Shen Huaiyue also knew that he was invincible and didn't want to make a name for himself at this time, so the two tacitly bowed to each other and returned to their respective positions.