Jing Yi, who stood on the edge of the crowd, was greatly surprised, Zeng Yu's eight-strand text he admired, but Zeng Yu's poems really made him dare not compliment, jerky and clumsy, like a beginner poet, and Zeng Yu's calligraphy if from the "Lingfei Sutra" on the gambling contract, although not bad, but not good, how can these people praise the painting well, the poems are wonderful, the calligraphy is good, and the poems, calligraphy and painting are unique, this is too exaggerated!

Jing Yi's curiosity swelled, he threw off his arms and squeezed into the crowd, to squeeze to the square table to see what was going on, and heard Peng Juren shouting that Fu and Yi Ersheng were going to hold up Zeng Yu's poems and paintings for display, so he saved his strength and looked at the place, and after a while, he saw the thin Fu Lisheng standing on the square pestle, holding the two corners of a four-foot-long and one-foot-wide lead mountain curtain paper with both hands, and shouted: "Everyone, don't squeeze, this is Zeng Sheng's calligraphy and painting, you take a look first." ”

When Jing Yi stared wide-eyed, the lead mountain paper was blown by the wind, and he could see that there were words on the paper, but he couldn't see what was drawn or written, so he shouted anxiously: "Read the poem first, I can't see it clearly." ”

The scholar beside Jing Yi, who was also unable to see clearly, echoed: "Yes, yes, read it to us." ”

"Okay, be quiet, listen to me read poetry."

The man surnamed Yi recited aloud: "What you see in the sky, try it for you." The clouds are deep and difficult to find, and the river is shallow and maze. Chickens, dogs, and immortals are lifted together, and the true spirit position has been reduced for a long time. It is not easy to live in the cold and cold, and they are willing to descend red dust. ”

Jing Yi frowned, and said in his heart: "Friend Zeng is deeply hidden, this poem is much more clever than the ones he read to me yesterday, could it be that he deliberately showed his shortness when he found out that I was Dai Lie and Liu Erren came to test him, it was simply cunning and cunning." "Look at Zeng Yu's calligraphy again, just like the calligraphy style of "Tianma Fu" in the prime of life of Mi Yuanzhang, the penmanship is refreshing and healthy, and the heroic posture jumps out, compared with the small Kai on the gambling contract, it is simply not from the hand of one person.

Jing Yi was a little annoyed at first, feeling that he had been deceived, Zeng Yu deliberately concealed his poetic talent and clumsiness from him, and then thought that he was also treacherous and deceived first, so he was relieved, and he looked for Zeng Yu's traces, and saw Zeng Yu and the little scholar standing on the west corner of the high platform, eating fruit-

Jing Yi smiled, his anger had disappeared, no wonder Zeng Yu was so determined yesterday, he was really bold.

Lie Licheng shouted loudly at this time: "The poems of the two of us have also been written, please correct, please correct." Shouting made his brain burst out, he spent money and effort to hold this Yichun Taiwanese literary meeting (ask Peng Xiaolian and the two first-class students of the county school to judge, don't you need to spend money), it is for himself and Liu Xingzhi to make a name, but unexpectedly let Zeng Yu take up the limelight, and he is angry.

Fu Lisheng, who was standing on the square pestle and showing Zeng Yu's poems and paintings to everyone, said loudly: "This paper is inconvenient to look at when it is fluttering, and it is still on the table. As he spoke, he jumped off the pestle, spread the lead mountain paper in his hand on the square table, pressed the ends of the rosewood paperweight, and moved out of the way for others to see.

Jing Yi waited for a while, and finally moved to the square table to take a closer look at Zeng Yu's poems, calligraphy and paintings, the painting is a white crane fluttering among the clouds, there are faint green mountains under the clouds, there is an ethereal fairy pavilion on the clouds, in the right half of the large blank painting, a huge full moon is rising on the top of the mountain-

Jing Yi has little interest in painting, he only looks at Zeng Yu's poems and calligraphy, the poem "What to see in the sky" is inscribed above the full moon, and the four-line Mi Yuan chapter style is vigorous and colorful, like a laurel tree.

Mi Fu's calligraphy since the end of the Yuan Dynasty is highly respected, copying a lot of people, but learn very little, because Mi Fu's book has a unique interest, this is not to copy to learn, Zeng Yu these four cross poems but "Tianma Fu" five or six points of charm, which is extremely rare -

Jing Yi secretly praised Zeng Yu's wit, such a clear ink painting, with the poetry of contempt and the charm of calligraphy, complement each other, more deeply than a single poem.

Lie Licheng over there said loudly: "Don't squeeze, wait for me to recite it to you, this poem is made in cooperation with Brother Liu." Then he changed his tone and said aloud: "The Hanwen Ancestral Hall overlooks the riverside, and the pine cypress shade is deep. The Beidou is close to the ancient palace, and the South Mountain is cuihe from Yichun. The snow disappears Meiling and returns to the sun, and the rain prays for the pond to embrace the painting wheel. Through the ages, the people of the county still recommend themselves to the temple. ”

After chanting, Lie Licheng looked around at the people on the Yichun platform, and everyone was despised by him, and applauded.

Liu Xingzhi didn't know when he quietly walked to the square table to look at Zeng Yu's poems, calligraphy and paintings, his brows were slightly furrowed, he couldn't paint this kind of ink freehand, but he didn't say that he wanted to try to paint, on poetry, the conceited Liu Xingzhi did not think that his "Han Wen Ancestral Hall" poem would be worse than Zeng Yu's game, this poem was basically made by him alone, Lie Licheng just helped ponder a rhyme, but Zeng Yu's Mi Fu body book is very skillful, Liu Xingzhi had to admit that he was slightly inferior, thinking that this Zeng Yu was really cunning, and deliberately showed weakness when writing a gambling contract, Yesterday, I asked Jing Yi to test and pretend to be a naïve poem, and now I have used all my strength-

The arrogant Lie Licheng was still proud, and said: "Now please ask Peng Xiaolian and the two students to judge." ”

Yi Lisheng took Zeng Yu's poems, calligraphy and paintings to the side of the wall table, put them together with the poems of Lie and Liu, and then said in unison with Fu Lisheng: "Please judge Peng Xiaolian." ”

Peng Juren is the leader of the gentry in the northern city of Yichun, of course, he wants to flaunt the word "justice", although Lie Licheng asked him to preside over this cultural fight with a bundle of four taels of silver, he can't be too partial to Lie Licheng, because from now on, it seems that Zeng Yu's praise for Huang Tixue is not a lie, so at this time, he is wandering around the wall table with a short beard, and it is quite difficult to decide-

The brush is very familiar with the carpenter's axe, the general's gun, and the woman's needle and thread, so many people are insightful about the good and bad of calligraphy, Zeng Yu's calligraphy is obviously above Lie and Liu Ersheng, although Peng Juren has the heart to help Lie Licheng, it is not easy to fool at will, but as long as the gap between the poems is not too big, it will always get better, and the poems are not up to the mark......

More than 100 scholars on the Yichun platform were silent, waiting for Peng Xiaolian of Beicheng Wenzong to evaluate the quality of calligraphy and poetry on both sides.

Peng Juren coughed twice, tapped lightly on the wall table with his knuckles, and said: "You have read the poems and books on both sides, what do you think?" ”

Everyone said: "It's all up to Mr. Peng to be the master, and it's all up to Mr. Peng to be the master." ”

Peng Juren said to Fu and Yi Ersheng again: "You two young talents will evaluate first. ”

Fu and Yi Ersheng hurriedly said: "Peng Xiaolian is knowledgeable, with Peng Xiaolian here, how dare the two of us put their beaks." He refused to speak.

Peng Juren had no choice but to say: "Then I will make a few judgments." Looking at the two large pieces of paper on the table, he said: "Zeng Sheng's calligraphy is hard work, the world learns Minan Palace's calligraphy, and it is even more difficult to look at Xiao Shen, but Zeng Sheng can explore the mystery of rice characters, which is rare." ”

Lie Licheng's face was a little ugly, and he only heard Peng Juren say again: "Liu Sheng's two kings of the Xingkai Master Law are also good characters, but they are still slightly inferior to Zeng Sheng's calligraphy. ”

Lie Licheng's face became even more ugly, and his eyes fought, despising everything.

Everyone on the stage turned their heads to each other and expressed their approval of Peng Juren's judgment.

Zeng Yuxin on the southwest corner said: "Peng Juren is fair, if I am too partial, I will not be willing to admit defeat, the word is placed here, it is obvious to all, I will ask Huang Tixue to judge, and the judgment is reviewed, scientific research and grinding survey." ”

Next is to comment on the poem, if Peng Juren's evaluation of the poem "What to See in the Sky" is above the poem of "Han Wen Gong Ancestral Hall", then this literary battle is over, no need to try the eight strands of literature, two wins in three games.

Of course, Zeng Yu will not be so optimistic, sure enough, Peng Juren said: "Zeng Sheng's poem has a talent, clear and clear, but there is a big drawback, that is, Yan Canglang said in the Song people's poems, 'Song people are good at discussing poetry', does Zeng Sheng have a preference for Song poetry?" When he asked this, he turned his head to look at Zeng Yu-

Zeng Yu bowed and said: "Yes, the poetry of Xisu and Huang in the late life." He secretly said in his heart: "This Peng Juren still has a vision, Qian Lao's poetry is the same light style of Zheng Xiaoxu and Chen Yan in the late Qing Dynasty, advocating that writing poetry cannot stick to the Tang Dynasty, and he admires the Jiangxi poetry school, and the ancestor of the Jiangxi poetry school is not Huang Tingjian, a Song man." ”

Peng Juren saw that Zeng Yu admitted to learning the poet Fa Song people, so he smiled and said: "The text must be Qin and Han, and the poems must be prosperous in the Tang Dynasty, where can there be great achievements in learning Song poetry, and Liesheng's poem 'Confession of Han Ancestral Hall' has the image of Du Gongbu's 'Where to find the Prime Minister's Ancestral Hall, and Parson Sen Sen outside Jinguan City', I think Liesheng's 'Confession of Han Ancestral Hall' is better than Zeng Sheng's 'What to see in the sky', do you think so?" ”

All the scholars on the stage nodded one after another, Zeng Yu was helpless, he was really hard to argue, because the current poetry atmosphere is dominated by the seven sons before and after, poetry must be prosperous in the Tang Dynasty, and the poems of the Song people are not eye-catching, although Lie Licheng's "Hanwen Ancestral Hall overlooks the riverside, and the pine cypress shade is deep" and Du Fu's "Where to find the prime minister's ancestral hall, Parson Sen Sen outside Jinguan City" cannot be compared at all, and it is inferior to Qian Lao's "What you see in the sky", but under the encouragement of a public opinion atmosphere, the vast majority of people will lose their fair judgment, just like a lover's eyes out of Xi Shi, As long as it conforms to the popular style of poetry, even if it is poorly written, it is still on the right path, on the contrary, no matter how well it is written, it is the opposite of the opposite.

Peng Juren said again: "Liesheng, Liu Sheng, Zeng Sheng, do you have any objections to this judgment?" ”

Lie Licheng and Liu Xingzhi expressed their sincerity and convincing, and Zeng Yu had no objections, he couldn't argue and disagree on the style of poetry, which would only lead to the prejudices that the scholars on the stage had bad opinions about him.

Seeing that no one had any objections, Peng Juren was very happy, this judgment is not good, and he can't do this without knowledge and wit, and said: "On calligraphy, Zeng Sheng is slightly better, on poetry, Lie, Liu Ersheng wins, the following competition is the third eight-strand text, how to come up with the question?" ”

Zeng Yu stepped forward and said: "Peng Xiaolian, the two students, this third competition can't be like the scientific examination, it always takes one or two hours to write a scientific examination, and the scorching sun on the Yichun platform is like fire, if you can't stand it for one or two hours here, Peng Xiaolian and you are also suffering, and you are foolish to think that you have to fight quickly——"

Lie Licheng asked lightly: "What is a quick solution?" ”

Zeng Yu said: "Please come up with the questions of all the students present, a total of three questions, you and I will solve the problem within the time of the ten rings of the wooden fish, I don't think much, which side can solve the problem quickly and beautifully, what do you friends think?" ”

Zeng Yu is worried that the entire eight-strand article will be written down, and the old and spicy Peng Juren will find fault with him and secretly help Lie and Liu Ersheng, and if the article is written for a long time, it is inevitable that there will be small omissions, and if Peng Juren makes the question, he is afraid that Lie and Liu will already have a successful plan, so he can't give the other party a chance to cheat-

All the people on the stage were excited, and felt that Zeng Yu's idea was good, and it was too time-consuming to write the whole eight-strand article, who was impatient to wait for a long time under this fire-like sun, and the questions were made by the scholars on the spot, which was interesting, so they all said that Zeng Yu's proposal was feasible, and Lie Licheng and Liu Xingzhi were also conceited, and they were not afraid to compete with Zeng Yu to solve the problem, so it was decided.

Lie Licheng was about to instruct the servant to go to the ancestral hall below to find a wooden fish, Zeng Yu had already seen that there was a wooden fish in the small lattice under the wall table, and immediately took it out and put it on the table, the power to knock on the wooden fish time of course belonged to Peng Juren.

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