The people around Shen Song and the two were all young students, with different expressions. There is curiosity, disdain, scrutiny, and indifference. They quickly exchanged glances, and a man in his twenties was elected by them, and said with a smile: "Lian Gongzi inherited from a famous master, and he has made great achievements in carving and painting at a young age. I don't know which of everyone's fonts is inherited by Lian Gongzi? ”

Jingyun introduced: "There are several handsome people here who are raised in this autumn. This is Wu Lian and Wu Gongzi, who is talented and can write well! ”

Wu Lian's young man was raised, and it was the time when the spring breeze was proud: "Yu has learned calligraphy since he was a child, and he has achieved a little success." Don't dare to compare with Mr. Shen, Mr. Song! ”

After speaking, he wrote a pair of Spring Festival couplets: people are happy in the prosperous world, and everything is prosperous in Chunyang.

Sure enough, it was written in a graceful willow style.

The students applauded!

The corners of Bai Tang's oblique eyes concealed a sneer. I don't dare to compare with Shen Song and the others, so I can only compare with him?

As soon as it came up, it was a naked provocation! If I don't suppress you today, where is the prestige of the Langya Holy Hand?!

With a look of contempt, he glanced at the scholars—at this time, he suddenly reverted to Xu Danling, who was respected by his peers in his previous life, nearly forty years old, and was called by Mr. Xu and Master Xu at every turn. Since he is a master, what is there to be angry with the little brat? He walked calmly to an empty table, and waved his wrist: "The warbler cries in the north and the mountains are green, and the Yanyu is in the south and thousands of households are happy." ”

Let's not talk about his handwriting, as soon as the scholars saw his gesture of carrying the pen, they secretly palpitated!

"Wang Xizhi's couplet, Zhao Mengfu's words!" Shen Du narrowed his eyes and blurted out, "Good words!" ”

The students were surprised! After a moment of silence while looking at each other, Wu Lian smiled and praised: "Zhao Ti, who practices his son, is quite kung fu!" ”

Bai Tang said lightly: "Wu Gongzi's words are not bad. ”

Wu Lian's chest was tight! Who doesn't praise his words? In Lian Baitang's mouth, it's just a good word fluttering? But if you really want to compare the two, his willow style is indeed not as good as the other party's Zhao style!

"I don't want to be talented, and I also want to ask Lian Gongzi for advice." A young man from among the scholars stepped out of the crowd.

Bai Tang saw that he was two years younger than Wu Lian, and he was born delicate, but he was more calm, and he was secretly surprised: I don't know whose good son he is?

"Yiming!" Wu Lian took a step back and said with a smile, "Mr. often praises Yiming's words with the most aura. ”

Gao Yiming said abruptly: "It's rare that Lord Shen, Mr. Song and Gongzi Lian are gathered together today. Gao is ugly, please correct the axe. ”

Bai Tang bowed: That's right. You have a humble attitude, and it is easier for me to slap you in the face. Wait, Gao Yiming? How does this name sound familiar?

The abbot knew about the dispute between the two families, and said at this time: "The old man Gao in the city is Yiming's grandfather. ”

Bai Tang was suddenly surprised: The Gao family still has such talents?! I couldn't help but pay more attention to him.

Gao Yiming writes about the face and body, upright and majestic: the clouds and stars are all rui, and the lakes and mountains are the most suitable for spring.

Shen Du looked at his words and asked Bai Tang: "What do you think of Yiming's words?" ”

Bai Tang frowned, but there was appreciation in his eyes: "Your Majesty once said that Yan has a simple style. This son's pen is steady, and his writing is very tasteful. But—"

Wu Lian couldn't help but ask: "But how?" ”

Bai Tang read softly: "The clouds and stars are all rui, and the lakes and mountains are the most suitable for spring." Such a bright scenery, written in the face style, has less taste. ”

When he heard this, the students were angry in their hearts, and they were angry: What a practice of Baitang! This is a deliberate egg to pick a bone! How can you choose a font according to the content? It's just nonsense! Just as they were about to make a crusade, Shen Du and Song Guang looked at each other and smiled, and Shen Du asked again: "Yiming, what do you think?" ”

Gao Yiming was silent and started another line, this time, using willow style. The two words are put together, the contrast is stark, and sure enough, the elegance of the willow body makes this Spring Festival couplet literally shining.

Bai Tang smiled and nodded, and also waved ink on the same Spring Festival couplet, but it was a thin gold body!

Shen Du praised: "Thin gold body, get seven points of essence!" He looked at the shocked expressions on the faces of the students, and secretly laughed. Look how they cope!

There are many people who have come to learn Yan Liu, but the thin gold body is rare because of its wind and bones, that is, it must be thin and not less meat, and it also has a silver hook and iron scratch. If you don't learn well, you can't draw a tiger and not become an anti-dog! Very few people learn wonderfully. As soon as Bai Tang's thin gold body came out, all the students changed color, and the air was almost stagnant.

Gao Yiming compared the three words, looked at Bai Tang and couldn't speak, no wonder his brother lost in his hands, and made his grandfather regard him as a great enemy! With such talent, who can plunder its edge in Nanjing?

He sincerely bowed his hand to Bai Tang and said: "This thin gold book is the most tasteful. Thank you for your advice! ”

The princes had no choice but to press the verbal criticism that rushed to their mouths back into their stomachs. The face is hot: It's too big! boasted that he was a talented showman, and he didn't take people seriously, and he almost made a big mess.

Bai Tang approvingly: "Yan muscles and willow bones." In time, Childe will achieve great things! ”

Bai Tang's age is almost the same as Gao Yiming, but his tone is like a child. His classmates were all upset, but Gao Yiming said gratefully: "I have to be praised by my son, and I am afraid." ”

Bai Tang was very satisfied. I almost patted him on the shoulder and praised: The young man has a future, do a good job!

At this time, one of the oldest men among the students came out with a fist in his fist: "In Xia Lu Zhongshu." Please ask Mr. Song for guidance on cursive writing. ”

The praise of the students paused: "Brother Lu's cursive writing has more than 20 years of skills. It's the best of us. ”

Lu Zhongshu couldn't help but be humble in his mouth, but the smile on his face was quite complacent.

Bai Tang laughed, and asked Mr. Song for advice, but Yu Guang glanced at himself. Hmph, I'm going to torture you to death today!

"Spring is full of Kyushu thousands of miles show, when the prosperity of thousands of families!"

Lu Zhongshu was taught by Gao Yiming's lessons, and deliberately chose this atmospheric Spring Festival couplet with cursive writing. The dragon walked in a serpentine shape, in one go, in exchange for applause.

Even Song Guang blurted out: "Good words!" ”

Abbot Jingyun couldn't help but look at Bai Tang: These students attacked Bai Tang with a wheel battle, although it was a little shameless, but who made him famous and eye-catching? If he could not suppress their true talents and learning, after today, his reputation among the scholars would be a little bad.

In the eyes of everyone, Bai Tang smiled slightly and picked a gray wolf pen from the table.

The students' eyes were round in shock: Lian Baitang can still write?!

Even Shen Du and Song Guang were so surprised that they stepped forward and stood beside Bai Tang.

Bai Tang held the pen for a while, and put the pen down in an instant, like a cloud of smoke, and with the spirit of a dragon and tiger!

"Open the door to the Yellow Pavilion and open the door to see Ziwei."

This character is particularly uninhibited, wide open and closed, wanton and horizontal, so that everyone is stunned and frightened that their jaws are about to fall off the ground!

Shen Du was shocked: "This, this, this is cursive, but it is definitely different from the predecessors-"

Song Guang kept pinching his well-maintained and moist beard, and said incredibly straight: "The wild grass is self-contained!" It's self-contained! ”

Bai Tang couldn't help laughing: Grandpa Mao's cursive writing, no matter which dynasty it is placed in, is enough to take a picture of the heroes!

Lu Zhongshu's face turned white, he looked at his own words, and then looked at Bai Tang's words, and finally threw his pen and sighed: "Lian Gongzi is only eight buckets, Wu Mou sighs to himself!" ”

Bai Tang nodded arrogantly. After more than 30 years of hard training in my previous life, cheating can't win you, and it's time to drink the ink and punish yourself when you go back!

He smiled at Song Guang, who was still pulling his beard, and said, "Bai Tang is young, how can he have the ability to be self-contained?" This is the word of the family teacher, and Bai Tang is just an imitation of the east. ”

"Respect the teacher!" Song Guang was born with admiration, "Lian Gongzi, when can you introduce us to the respected teacher?" ”

Bai Tang's face was not red and his heart was not beating: "The family teacher travels all over the world, and his tracks are uncertain. If you get the opportunity, you will live up to Lord Shen's invitation. ”

The students have been studying hard for more than ten years, and their main focus is on learning. Writing lost to Bai Tang, everyone was not convinced: practice Bai Tang did not need to take the exam, concentrate on calligraphy and painting engraving, and it is understandable to beat them.

"Isn't there still a Spring Festival couplet!" Wu Lian said ashamedly, "We won him in the Spring Festival couplets, and it can be considered a tie!" ”

Everyone held their breath and buried themselves in writing Spring Festival couplets!

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