Su Jiudong hesitated for a long time, and finally explained the reason to Wen Yiheng: "...... I'm afraid that the calligraphy I write after I put pen to paper is not as good as others. ”

Wen Yiheng knew that the matter of calligraphy was considered to be Su Jiudong's careful knot, and it seemed useless to rely solely on verbal persuasion, so he planned to lead Su Jiudong around: "Since we are really worried, then we are not in a hurry to put down the pen, let's see how other people's penmanship is." ”

Wen Yiheng took Su Jiudong to walk around the courtyard slowly, half of the people who put down the pen were already half, Su Jiudong just glanced at the handwriting, but found that most of them were mediocre works with neat handwriting but lackluster.

In order to facilitate the examiner's marking, most of the handwriting is to be conspicuous and neat, horizontal and vertical, and only a very small number of fonts are specially practiced in order to cater to the examiner's taste.

There are many people who come to participate in the poetry competition, and the handwriting they write is in block letters, although the pen is neat, but it is really less interesting.

Wen Yiheng and Su Jiudong returned to their desks and asked, "After looking in the courtyard for a week, how do you think their level compares to yours?" Have you seen any work that compares to or even surpasses yours? ”

Su Jiudong had confidence in his heart at this time: "Everyone is a person who has been reading and learning characters for many years, and they have already written a writing method that suits them, in terms of penmanship, it must not be bad, but compared to me...... Hahaha"

But it's still not as good as her...... After all, Su Jiudong had Wen Yiheng personally tutored him when he was in the capital earlier, and yesterday he made up poems and calligraphy overnight.

In view of the fact that there are too many people around, Su Jiudong will never dare to say such offending words, which will not only appear arrogant, but also attract the "beating" of others' eyes.

After speaking, Su Jiudong set his eyes on Gu Gongzi, whose desk was located in the middle of the courtyard.

Originally, when Wen Yiheng took Su Jiudong to browse everyone's handwriting just now, Su Jiudong saw that Gu Gongzi also began to write, so he deliberately walked to Gu Gongzi's side, wanting to take a look at the gestures and penmanship of the pen.

After all, Gu Gongzi's calligraphy should be regarded as one of the best among the scholars present, and if there is no accident tonight, it is likely that the first place position will still be won by Gu Gongzi.

However, before Su Jiudong could take a few steps closer, she was dragged away by Wen Yiheng to see the others go.

Wen Yiheng turned sideways slightly, blocking Su Jiudong's gaze at Gu Gongzi again, and his eyes staring at Su Jiudong suddenly deepened:

"Don't you have an idea, so let's start writing...... We are faster than others in thinking about verses, but we are already far behind others in writing. ”

Today, with the theme of "Autumn Moon", Su Jiudong directly wrote down the poems he just said and Wen Yiheng listened to.

But after comparing other people's calligraphy just now, Su Jiudong felt that this poem seemed to be missing something, so he planned to change it to another poem again.

Su Jiudong looked around, his eyes flowed from the boundless moonlight to the flowers and trees by the river, and he had a new idea, so he began to hold a pen and ink on the paper.

I saw Su Jiudong writing with a pen, the pen walked the dragon and snake, and on the soft color of the raw rice paper, the ink color that leaked out was more charming: "There is a lot of south wind on the river, and the lace is like snow." Where the autumn wind arrives, the heart breaks the bright moonlight. ”

Su Jiudong took the pen and took the pen, Wen Yiheng took the paper and looked at the handwriting on it, Su Jiudong's handwriting was dignified and solemn, and the first edge was not too dazzling, which was the ancient method that Wen Yiheng taught her so-called "force in the pen" before.

After appreciating the handwriting, Wen Yiheng carefully skimmed the verses, and when his eyes fell on the last word of the verses, he had already seen the "little surprise" that Su Jiudong had hidden in the verses: "Are you an increasing double-sentence rhyming poem?" I think there's another mystery in it..."

Su Jiudong raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly: "Oh? So tell me, what is the mystery hidden in my poem? ”

Wen Yiheng's finger pointed out one of the words in each line of poetry, and then pointed to the reflection of the bright moon in the sky and the river:

"Dismantle the font of each poem, and your poem hides the conjunction of 'Autumn Moon by the River'... Am I right? ”

"You can see what I mean." Su Jiudong nodded again and again. Wen Yiheng herself is from a family, she reads poetry and books, and she is a famous talent in the capital, so she is not surprised that Wen Yiheng can see the Tibetan characters in it.

Wen Yiheng told the reason: "It's all because the poem you told me just now is also a Tibetan poem of 'Autumn Moon by the River', so when I taste this poem again, my eyes can't help but be attracted by the Tibetan characters inside."

Su Jiudong and Wen Yiheng sent the paper to the square table set up on the high platform by the Qin shopkeeper, and climbed up the stairs from the nearest left.

At the same time, Gu Gongzi, who was in the spotlight, took the little guy and the little guy holding the paper, and walked up the high platform from the right stairs together.

The four of them walked to the table in front of the shopkeeper Qin in the middle, and looked at each other on the high platform, and met unexpectedly.

I saw that Gu Gongzi's eyes were cast towards Su Jiudong, but Su Jiudong looked straight at the paper held in the hand of the little guy behind Gu Gongzi, eager to get a glimpse of what poetry this talented and unparalleled calligrapher Gu Gongzi had written.

Wen Yiheng was very unhappy that Gu Gongzi in front of him was staring at Su Jiudong, but he saw that Su Jiudong did not respond to Gu Gongzi's gaze, but looked at the paper in the hand of the little servant in a disgrace, and his heart was much more balanced.

That Gu Gongzi didn't stare at Su Jiudong for a long time, and after a while, he presented the paper and asked the shopkeeper Qin to judge. vertex

Wen Yiheng pulled Su Jiudong's shoulders and handed the paper in his hand to Shopkeeper Qin: "Ahem...... Shopkeeper Qin, this is a poem written by the son of Shanxiu, please watch and comment on it to see if this poem is qualified to be the best ten poems tonight, and inscribe poems on the wall. ”

Shopkeeper Qin stroked his long beard happily and said with a smile: "Okay...... Both of you will present the verses at the same time, and you really need to be praised and judged at the next time. ”

The words of the shopkeeper Qin made many literati who were originally immersed in writing stop the pens in their hands and looked at the high platform together.

Because the shopkeeper Qin was in a cold mood when he received the poems, he was often expressionless, and it was rare to see him show such joy or even courtesy.

So much so that the Wenkemen who heard it in the audience couldn't help but guess who the person who sent the poems on the high platform was, and he could make the shopkeeper Qin bother to judge.

"Since Gu Gongzi delivered it first, let's take a look at Gu Gongzi's poems first."

Shopkeeper Qin spread the paper on the desktop and read it carefully, Su Jiudong finally had the opportunity to see what this Gu Gongzi had written.

is also the paper of Shengxuan, Gu Gongzi wrote on the paper: "There is a boat on the river again, and the head is drunk and awake." The sound of cicadas is coming, and the autumn moon is bright. ”

Su Jiudong first took a cursory look at the poem, and then read it carefully, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded by the mystery hidden in it, Su Jiudong subconsciously looked at Wen Yiheng, and the two looked at each other, their eyes were deep.

Shopkeeper Qin didn't notice the movements of Wen Yiheng and Su Jiudong on the left, and was engrossed in Gu Gongzi's poems.

"Gu Gongzi's fine pen calligraphy should be taken from Wang Meng, right? The font structure is correct and powerful, and the pen outline has a strong momentum, and the style is outstanding, which is worth savoring. ”

"Looking at his poems again, it is obviously based on this situation and here......" The shopkeeper Qin looked at Gu Gongzi and smiled leisurely: "Gu Gongzi has hidden verses in this poem, taking incremental double rhymes, and hiding 'Autumn Moon by the River' in each line of poetry." ”

Su Jiudong heard that the shopkeeper Qin directly pointed out the "Autumn Moon by the River", his heart trembled, and he subconsciously took a step back, and his left shoulder quietly pressed against Wen Yiheng's chest.

Gu Gongzi immediately paid attention to Su Jiudong's actions, and his eyes melted.

Shopkeeper Qin looked at Gu Gongzi's poems, and commented with great interest: "This poem focuses on delicate and tactful, and uses the imagery of boats, cicadas, and autumn and bright moon to render the feeling of desolation, which is really a rare masterpiece." ”

Gu Gongzi retracted his gaze and saluted to the shopkeeper of Qin to show respect: "This poem is just a casual work by Rong, and it can be praised by the shopkeeper of Qin, and he is flattered and ashamed." ”

The literati under the high stage heard that the shopkeeper Qin had such a high evaluation of Gu Gongzi, and many people even put down the pen in their hands.

Under the high platform, a dejected voice appeared: "The shopkeeper Qin has given such a high evaluation, it is estimated that Gu Rong Gu Gongzi won the first, so what are we writing here?" Boring. ”

Another scholar next to him put the brush back into the writer's hand and persuaded: "I can't win the first, there is still a second to fight for, I see that your poems and calligraphy are not bad, maybe you can fight for it, and it is not advisable to give up halfway." ”

I heard other writers stab: "You still want to fight for second? Whimsical, it is estimated that the second may be another person on stage...... They were passing by me just now, and I caught a glimpse of the man's calligraphy! ”

Everyone turned their eyes to the high platform again, and listened to the evaluation of the shopkeeper Qin to the other person with bated breath.

Shopkeeper Qin ordered his men to put away Gu Rong Gu Gongzi's poems before he began to evaluate the poems written by Su Jiudong.

"The word 'moonlight' of the son of Shanxiu is clearly written in the moonlight, but secretly expresses the chill of the changing season, and there is only a sad scene in the eyes, and after reading it carefully, you can read the sadness and sorrow in it."

After evaluating the poems, Shopkeeper Qin looked between the lines and said with a slight surprise.

"And...... This poem and Gu Gongzi's poems take the same kind of incremental double rhyme, and the Tibetan sentences hidden in each line of poetry are actually the same, what kind of fate is this......"

"Is that really the case?"

Gu Rong, who was standing far away on the right side of the desk, strode to the desk, examined Su Jiudong's poems, raised his head and locked on Su Jiudong with his eyes, and his eyes were shining: "There is such a coincidence in the world..."

Su Jiudong's face froze, and from Gu Rong's gaze, he knew that he had recognized himself, so he sneered: "Yes, little girl...... is not talented, but he can use the same genre as Gu Gongzi and hide the same sentence......"

Gao Tai suddenly exploded, and the discussion was boiling.

"I just said that! The first and second must be chosen between the two of them! Now even the genre Tibetan sentences are the same! It's even a good fight! ”

"Do you think this could have been discussed by the two of them in advance? How can anyone bump into one place from genre to Tibetan sentences..."