As the old man's words fell, he saw the old man lift the silk handkerchief on his left hand.

Should enter the eyes of everyone is a side of the "stone eye" pattern end inkstone, the whole square inkstone carved exquisitely, the material is round, the most rare is that the texture of the stone pattern is like an eye, very beautiful.

This inkstone can be regarded as the top grade of the inkstone, Ye Wanruo has studied calligraphy, so she naturally has some research on the inkstone.

Ye Wanruo once taught calligraphy at the teacher's house, and saw an inkstone similar to the one in front of her, and she liked it at first sight.

Afterwards, Ye Wanruo mentioned it to Hong Weijun, but she didn't expect Hong Weijun to really spend a lot of money to buy a good Duan Yan for herself as a gift for Ye Wanruo's twenty-third birthday, for which Ye Wanruo was excited for a while.

The inkstone is the first of the "four treasures of the study", since ancient times, the literati are good inkstones, and the inkstone itself is a collection of practical value, artistic value, and collection value.

The literati and writers of the past generations also attached great importance to and loved the inkstone, but fortunately, Ye Wanruo had also studied some before, otherwise it would be lonely and unheard of here today.

There are many kinds of inkstone materials, among which Duan inkstone, She inkstone, Taohe inkstone, and Chengni inkstone are known as the four famous inkstones.

Among them, the end inkstone is better, the end inkstone material is warm, the stone pattern is delicate, the inkstone body is mainly purple, and it does not hurt the hair, so it is called "the head of the group of inkstones".

Ye Wanruo still remembers that it is very interesting: I once saw a book that recorded that there was a literati who was crazy about inkstone - the great calligrapher Mi Fu.

It is rumored that Mi Fu once found a treasure inkstone, and even "slept for three days", although there is an exaggeration, but according to this, it can be seen that Mi Fu's obsession with ink inkstone can be seen.

Although she has no interest in such an occasion, Ye Wanruo likes this inkstone very much. The exclamations of everyone one after another also proved Ye Wanruo's unique vision, this inkstone is by no means ordinary.

As the saying goes, 'a warrior is a good sword, a literati is a good inkstone'! Although Ye Wanruo did not dare to compare with the famous poets and poets in ancient and modern times, she could be regarded as dealing with words all day long.

For this inkstone, Ye Wanruo has a kind of morale that is bound to be won.

Thinking of this, Ye Wanruo couldn't help but question the identity of the old man in front of her, why would such an ordinary courtyard, a simple and seemingly ordinary old man have such a good inkstone?

Sheng Quan beside him seemed to see the incomprehension in Ye Wanruo's eyes, and when everyone gathered their eyes on the inkstone, he put it in Ye Wanruo's ear and whispered:

"It is rumored that this old man is Xia Yuan, a scholar of the palace of the previous dynasty. It is said that he was the most knowledgeable and profound scholar of the Southern Qin Kingdom, knowing astronomy and geography. That's why so many Xiucai who went to Beijing to take the exam came to ask Mr. for advice, just because they wanted to get the true biography of Mr. ”

Originally, Ye Wanruo felt strange when she saw this room of old scholars and scholars who kept shaking their heads.

If it hadn't been for agreeing to Sheng Quan's request at the beginning, Ye Wanruo would not have come to participate in such an inexplicable occasion if she said anything.

There are countless poems worth learning throughout the ages, but I have never heard of a poem that was inspired by this situation.

Ye Wanruo even began to wonder how many knowledgeable people could be shaped by such an environment?

Hearing Sheng Quan's explanation at this time, Ye Wanruo nodded clearly.

Just as everyone sighed, in the middle of the front, Xia Yuan's calm voice continued:

Next, I want to say that the first topic of today is to compose a poem with lotus flowers, and the time is limited by a cup of tea, and exceeding the time is counted as automatic abandonment. The results are based on everyone's votes! ”

As Xia Yuan's voice fell, everyone present retracted their minds, bowed their heads, and everyone meditated.

Even Sheng Quan picked up the sheep's hair pen on the dark board and wrote something back and forth on the rice paper, but he didn't seem to be satisfied with the writing, and in the blink of an eye, the rice paper was also crumpled by him several times, and his eyebrows were screwed together beautifully, constantly thinking.

And Ye Wanruo is relatively much more leisurely, if you want to talk about the poems praising lotus, Ye Wanruo is familiar with a lot.

But those poems of famous poets, Ye Wanruo didn't dare to use them for reference, in case someone knew, it would be considered ugly if they were accused of plagiarism!

Moreover, when Sheng Quan came to Beijing to participate in the imperial examination, the ink in his stomach was naturally indispensable. Moreover, I was just a foil and didn't want to be too eye-catching.

It's just that the time for a cup of tea is approaching, but Sheng Quan still can't hand in the answer. Seeing that the rest of the people were burying their heads in writing down the poems they had created, Ye Wanruo couldn't help but feel anxious.

Feeling that the sleeves of her clothes were being pulled, Ye Wanruo retracted her mind and looked at Sheng Quan beside her with apologies in confusion.

"Brother Jing, I'm really sorry, I know you like that inkstone very much, but I really tried my best. It seems that I can't get it for you, please forgive me Brother Jing! ”

The apologetic voice in his ears, as well as Sheng Quan's guilty look, made Ye Wanruo a little uneasy.

Thinking that he had just been unconcerned and hung high, there was a stark contrast to Sheng Quan's efforts to help him get the inkstone at this time, and he felt ashamed for a while.

Don't dare to stay any longer, Ye Wanruo took the rice paper on the side, held the sheep's hair pen under her wrist, and the pen was full of dragons and tigers, and the vigorous and free font had already fallen on the rice paper.

At this time, Ye Wanruo couldn't take care of so much, Sheng Quan, who only had one side, was willing to do his best for his own preferences, and he had no reason not to do the final fight!

But Ye Wanruo didn't notice that Sheng Quan, who was sitting next to her, had already been taken aback by Ye Wanruo's pedestrian movements and amazing momentum. Just when Xia Yuan, who was in the middle of the stage, rang the oval iron bell next to the wooden table, Ye Wanruo had already put down the sheep's hair pen in his hand.

I saw a beautiful and colorful poem on the rice paper, and if you look closely, you can see that the pen gesture is lively and lifelike, revealing unrestrained and majestic.

With Xia Yuan's gesture, the scholars sitting around him had already stood up in turn, and read out their works in a low voice:

"The lotus day is full of affection, and the calyx is planted in front of the building. The beauty of the seven virtues is clear, the scenery is late, the wind is slow, and the spring is lovely. ”

As the scholar's words stopped, he then walked out of his place, put the rice paper in his hand to record the poem, and respectfully placed his hands on the dark platform in front of Xia Yuan.

As soon as the first scholar returned to his place, the next scholar stood up and recited:

"The lotus clothes and blue wisps close the firewood door, and the red fog is stationed in Tangdong during the day. The moon sets and the stars are faintly drummed, and the color shines through the bamboo forest. ”

Every scholar repeats the same order, and Ye Wanruo is certainly no exception.

Originally, Ye Wanruo wanted to hand it over to Sheng Quan, but Sheng Quan was very stubborn, and he refused to say anything and took away Ye Wanruo's wisdom.

"The flowers and leaves in the world are not compatible, and the flowers are dusty in the golden pots.

Only the green lotus and red lotus are innocent.

This flower and this leaf often reflect each other, and the emerald reduces the red decay and kills. ”

"Giving Lotus Flowers" is a seven-character ancient poem written by the famous poet Li Shangyin in the Tang Dynasty.

Through this poem, the poet shows that people who pick flowers often take their flowers and throw their leaves, seemingly loving flowers, but they don't understand the truth that flowers need green leaves.

When treating lotus flowers, only the flowers and leaves can be taken into account in order to complement each other.

The growth of the lotus flower writes that the poet compares his own life experience, and his emotional encounters are also projected in the prosperity and withering of the lotus.

The reason why Ye Wanruo chose this poem is also to reach a consensus on Li Shangyin's thirst for knowledge.

Especially if Ye Wanruo is in a different world, without relatives and friends around her, in an unfamiliar environment, an unfamiliar dynasty, and her own crisis-ridden current situation, she is lonely and worried.

As Ye Wanruo's words fell, the scholars sitting around couldn't help but shake their heads, and even Xia Yuan frowned.

The situation in front of her made Ye Wanruo nervous for no reason, and her firm intention strongly supported herself, and she got up and walked towards the front of the stage with steady steps.

When Ye Wanruo placed her work in front of Xia Yuan, her eyes came into contact with Ye Wanruo's horizontal brushwork and beautiful poems.

An imperceptible light flashed in Xia Yuan's eyes, but it quickly disappeared in an instant.

"What is the meaning of this poem?"

Without waiting for Ye Wanruo to turn around and walk back to her seat, Xia Yuan suddenly asked Ye Wanruo out loud, and her cloudy eyes shone brightly, straight to the bottom of Ye Wanruo's heart.

Although the status quo has not yet been clarified, Ye Wanruo still replied politely:

"Mr. Hui's words, as you can see below, the world has different opinions about flowers and leaves, planting flowers in beautiful golden pots, but leaving flowers and leaves to fall into the soil and turn into dust. Only the lotus flower is matched with red flowers and green leaves, the lotus leaves are rolled and Shu, and the lotus flowers are opened and closed, which is so perfect and natural.

Lotus flowers and lotus leaves have long intertwined with each other, when the lotus leaves fall, the season of lotus withering, is also a regrettable time. Under the cicada does not know the snow, shallow knowledge, purely personal rough observation, please don't laugh at Mr.! ”

Ye Wanruo waved her hand towards Xia Yuan, and her humble and polite words made Xia Yuan's frowning brows slowly stretch at this time.

"Have you ever married a wife?"

"Never!"

Hearing Ye Wanruo's answer, Xia Yuan nodded, and then asked the question that confused Ye Wanruo, but he also answered frankly.

The unique ingenuity of this poem is that it seems to express the relationship between flowers and leaves, and the special beauty of lotus flowers and leaves. In fact, it is the matching of the flowers and leaves of the lotus, alluding to the meaning of God-given good fate, which is rendered very wonderful by Xiaoyou, but naturally but harmonious.

If Xiaoyou has not yet married a wife, but secretly refers to Xiaoyou's psychology of cherishing emotions and longing to know him? What the old man said is in line with the mind of the little friend? ”

After hearing Xia Yuan's analysis, Ye Wanruo really believed what Sheng Quan said at this time, this person was the smartest wise man in the Southern Qin Kingdom.

Ye Wanruo smiled and replied again towards Xia Yuan:

"Mr. is a wise man, and he can't hide anything from Mr.'s eyes!"

Although Ye Wan is heartfelt, there is no lack of compliments.

After Ye Wanruo's words were over, Xia Yuan stroked the beard on his chin with one hand, and laughed heartily.

"The little friend has a good eye, a lot of doubts, and can create a good poem in such a short time, and the font is also a combination of rigidity and softness, which impresses the old decay! The old man will not look at the wrong person, and in time, the little friend will definitely make a big difference! ”

"Mr. raises love, Jing Yuan is ashamed!"

Hearing Xia Yuan's praise, Ye Wanruo hurriedly and humbly bowed her hands, but this performance made Xia Yuan nod her head again and again to express her joy.

At this time, Ye Wanruo was only coming here for the first time, and she was out of the limelight, and she was quite loved by Xia Yuan, and the jealous look in the eyes of the surrounding scholars almost overwhelmed Ye Wanruo.