Xiayi county, county yahoutang.

There were several pieces of discarded rice paper scattered on the ground, and the county magistrate Xu Hao stood in front of the bookcase, holding a brush in his right hand, and looked at his work with his eyebrows twisted.

After a while, he sighed, put down the brush very unwillingly, shook his head and said to himself: "I obviously have some understanding, why can't I write it?"

When presiding over the county examination, he vaguely felt that he had some understanding, and in the past few days, he has pushed off countless official duties, big and small, and devoted himself to practicing calligraphy, just to make a breakthrough.

But hundreds of pieces of paper have been scrapped, and they are still in the initial stage of understanding, and there is no progress.

The master walked in with a stack of papers, and said in a respectful tone: "Lord County, this is the county examination paper you want." ”

"Put it down. Xu Hao said.

The master had two whiskers and a shrewd look on his face, and while unfolding the test paper and putting it on the desk, he said with concern: "My lord often warns his subordinates that it is difficult to reach the heavens on the way to the holy path of storytelling, and everything cannot be done overnight, why are you also trapped in it and can't extricate yourself?"

Xu Hao shook his head, squeezed out a smile, and said, "The authorities are confused, and the bystanders are clear." ”

He was able to say this, which showed that he had not lost his heart, and the master was completely relieved, and asked: "It's just that my subordinates don't understand, why do you want to read the Tongsheng test papers?"

Xu Hao and his master have been friends for many years, and they are extremely relieved of him, so they told the truth: "This official has some insights in the county test, although I didn't pay attention to it at the time, but after thinking about it for a few days, it seems that I got inspiration from a test paper, so I should start from the place where I got the understanding." ”

"I see. The master was on the side to help, and displayed the test papers in front of Xu Hao one by one.

When Qin Mo's pen power test paper appeared, Xu Hao's eyes lit up.

That is, the test paper with only one word "Yong" written on it, Xu Hao involuntarily raised his right hand and wrote the same word in the void with his fingers, and wrote it several times in succession.

A few minutes later, the master couldn't wait to ask, "My lord, have you ever broken through?"

Xu Hao shook his head helplessly, and said: "It seems that there has been a gain, but there has been no breakthrough!" It seems that this official has thought things too simply, so let's take some time to go to the Wendao Academy and visit He Chang Xuezheng and Dr. Gu Meng, who are the best among the calligraphy and Taoist scribes in this county, and may be able to help the official find the problem. ”

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Wendao College, Calligraphy Branch School Children's Class.

The new students ushered in the first break of their college career, and everyone was excited and ready to go home as soon as their schoolwork was over.

Ten days are ten days and January is thirty days, which means that students can take three days off each month.

Gu Meng finished today's homework and left the school with his hands behind his back.

Qin Mo also left quickly, he didn't plan to go home, but hurried back to listen to the spring grass house to prepare lunch.

After he went out, Xu Chengzhi looked disdainful and snorted: "See how arrogant you can still be for a few days, ten days later, the first place in the monthly exam will definitely be mine." ”

Xu Chengzhi felt that he had made great progress in the past few days, enough to leave Qin Mo behind, and he didn't know that he had mastered the ultimate realm of the word "boom".

In the academy, students are examined at the end of each month, called a small test, and those who win the first place are rewarded.

In addition to the small exam, there are also quarterly exams called high school exams and annual exams called big exams, and the difference between the three exams lies in the difficulty of the questions and the value of the rewards.

After a quarter of an hour of smoky fire, Qin Mo finally finished the meal, and he was just about to turn around and take the dishes to serve the rice, when there was a unique sound of footsteps outside.

Syllable...... Whoop!

Making such a sound shows that people who walk wear shoes as slippers, and in the entire Wendao Academy, the only person who can be so uninhibited is the old handsome guy Gu Meng.

Here it is again.

In fact, Qin Mo did not resist the arrival of Gu Meng, because the old handsome man was a kind man, he never ate and drank in vain, and every time he came over, he would bring roast goose, hooves and other things, as well as a bottle of old wine that would never be missing.

Since he was already a regular visitor, of course Gu Meng would not be polite to him, so he walked into the main hall and sat down, opened the sauce hoof in the paper bag, took two bowls from the side casually, opened the cork and poured wine.

Qin Mo walked in with a bacon stew, his brows furrowed slightly, "Drinking every day, can your body stand it?"

"No, it's not every day. Gu Meng said solemnly and corrected: "Instead, he drank it suddenly." ”

Sensing that Qin Mo's gaze was not good, he glanced vigorously at his lower back, and the handsome old man glared at him: "My kidneys are good, I don't need you to worry about it, if you don't believe it, you can go to Xunxianglou to inquire, and the girl there can testify for me." ”

Qin Mo looked disdainful, and said in his heart You drink all day and visit the Qinglou, how can you not have kidney deficiency.

Gu Meng was addicted to alcohol, but the amount of alcohol was outrageous, and he was drunk after pouring a pound of wine.

In this era, high-grade liquor had not yet been invented, and the so-called old liquor used the most primitive liquid fermentation, which was far worse than the distilled spirits of later generations, and was stronger than beer.

This liquor is equivalent to two bottles of beer at most.

It's understandable that ordinary people can't drink two bottles, you must know that this guy claims to drink it all at once, and it is definitely a shame for the word drunkard to use on him.

Like the previous times, Qin Mo was only halfway through eating, and Gu Meng's two eyes were already unable to focus.

"Boy, it's not me who blows ...... you," Gu Meng became a big tongue chatter, "...... I think I was also a powerful figure back then, and everyone in Bianliang, Tokyo knew it, no matter who mentioned the five words of Gu Menggu Xianzhao, they would involuntarily give a thumbs up......"

He'd said the same thing countless times, and it would come out of his mouth as soon as he drank it.

"You are such a cow, there must be a lot of ways to make money, right?" Qin Mo had already learned to gag, otherwise he would have to listen to him keep talking.

The ten taels of silver that came by the way before have been spent, and all of them have been contributed to Wen Bao Zhai, in exchange for a knife of low-grade rice paper, plus a low-grade ink ingot.

When he walked out of the gate of Wen Bao Zhai, he became a poor man again, and he was once again worried about money.

Gu Meng's eyes widened, and he only maintained a focused state for a few seconds, and then turned into the divergent state just now, and said: "Of course there is, when I don't have money, I just need to go to the places where the Qin Lou Chu Pavilion is all over for a turn......

"If you don't show off, you can die!" Qin Mo said angrily.

The main reason for his anger is that he can't eat this bowl of rice, not because of his lack of literary talent, it's too easy to copy a few poems and pretend to be a talent, mainly because he can't accept the environment of Qinglou, he is a principled person who can clean himself.

Gu Meng waved his hand: "It's not showy, the money they stuffed to me privately can only be regarded as a drop in the bucket, mainly earned by writing poems, many girls don't hesitate to spend hundreds of dollars to ask me to write a poem for her in order to be famous." ”

Qin Mo's eyes rolled, this is a good way to make a fortune, and he immediately asked, "Which girl from the Qinglou is the most generous?"

"Xunxianglou, the largest green building in the county. ”

"Uncle, I give you a drink...... No, a bowl!"

"Drink ......"

"It's worthy of being a person with the title of doctor, it's so refreshing, another bowl!"

"Dry ......"

"Oh, you are so literary that you can make such beautiful verses, can you still write with a pen...... Yes, I'll prepare a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone right away. ”

Just after the afternoon, Qin Mo, who was dressed in casual clothes, came to the county seat and walked straight to Xunxianglou.

Gu Meng was left in the Tingquan Grass House, and after he was poured a few bowls of wine one after another, he fell asleep directly on the table.

Xunxianglou is really very magnificent, the black wooden plaque is written with three dragons and phoenixes dancing golden characters, at a glance it is from the handwriting of the famous artist, the spacious door is opened left and right, you can clearly see the scene of carved beams and painted pillars inside.

However, what about the warbler Yanyan who said good, didn't Mao see it?

And there is not even a **** soliciting at the gate, a miserable and desolate atmosphere.

Could it be that it was opened in the wrong way?

Suspicious, he lifted his leg over the threshold and walked into the empty lobby.

It wouldn't be that the boss's conscience found out that it was immoral to do this kind of business, and for a while, the three views were bursting, and the girls were restored to freedom, and they were taken to enjoy life in a place facing the sea and spring flowers.

"Is it necessary to fail to make money that I finally thought of?" he complained.

At this time, a goosebump-making voice sounded on the flower gallery on the second floor: "Yo, at this time, which handsome young man came to patronize our Xiangxiang Building before it was dark, and the girls had just gotten up and were still grooming." ”

She is a fat woman in her forties, her face is painted like a female ghost, and she loses powder when she walks.

Qin Mo's face turned red quickly, it was obvious that he was regarded as a hungry ghost by others, no wonder there was no one here, he went to the night market in broad daylight, and he forgot the common sense of the rivers and lakes cleanly, and he was drunk when he thought about it.

If it were replaced by Qin Mo before, he would definitely choose to run away, but fortunately, he was thick-skinned enough, cleared his throat and pretended to be calm: "I didn't come to visit the Qinglou, but to send a masterpiece to the master, who of you is in charge here, call it out quickly." ”

The old bustard blinked, and asked rhetorically in a slightly contemptuous tone: "Who is Childe's tutor?"

"Ancient Menggu is prominent. He replied.

The old bustard's eyes suddenly lit up, and he shouted in a quacky voice: "Come out, girls, the disciple of the talented Gu Xianzhao is here, and he is here to deliver poems!"

"Gu Da Caizi poem, I want it!"

"None of you can rob me, the last time I served Gu Dacai, he personally promised to make me a poem. ”

"Why did you give it to you, Dr. Gu also agreed to write me a poem. ”

Accompanied by the sound of quarrels and panicked footsteps, more than a dozen disheveled and dusty women appeared on the flower gallery, some with their hair scattered, some with just half finished makeup, full of half angels and half devils.

Qin Mo first raised the letterhead in his hand, then cleared his throat and said, "There is only one poem, and the one with the highest price will get it." ”

Someone doubted his identity, and said with a smile: "Little boy, are you really the apprentice of the ancient talent, he teaches the Xiucai class, I haven't heard that there are really young Xiucai in our county, you won't be pretending, right?"

Qin Mo said: "It seems that this girl hasn't seen my master for a few days, he no longer teaches the Xiucai class, but changes to the children's class." ”

A girl nodded and said, "That's right, I heard him mention this two days ago, and he is still teaching new children." ”

The words fell, and dozens of hot eyes shot at Qin Mo at the same time.

The new boy is a child, and he looks good, this kind of boy chicken is the favorite of the girls in the Qinglou.

"Let's listen to the poems first. He took a deep breath, took out a piece of paper from his pocket and slowly unfolded it, and read: "If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad painting fan, and so on, but the idle road is the old people's hearts, but the old people's hearts are changeable, this is the first half, people who know the goods can bid." ”

He said in his heart, Brother Nalan, I'm sorry to steal your masterpiece.

When he raised his head, he found that the whole hall was extremely silent, and the girls were all intoxicated by this half-song "Mulan Ci", and even the old bustard, who seemed to be puzzled, burst into tears.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and this poem would definitely sell for a good price.

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