Since cultivating the qi of heaven and man, Chen Tang's various senses have become acute, and he will feel the slightest disturbance.

He opened his eyes and swept away, but found nothing unusual.

A row of slippery sheds are enclosed around the square, one in front and one behind, each with an entrance and exit. There are constantly students and others coming in, according to the number plate, the number of seats. After a while, almost all the chairs were occupied.

The representatives of the students from all townships and villages are almost all there.

After waiting for a while, a man with a red scarf on his head walked into the square with a big gong, slammed it, and shouted: "Ladies and gentlemen, the time is coming, and the literary meeting will begin soon." Next, please ask the head of our Sixteen Townships, Zhao Township, to say a few words. ”

Sixteen townships are the general names of the major villages that hold the township cultural meeting, and then a township chief is selected to be responsible for coordinating the organization, which is non-governmental in nature and has nothing to do with the official. The official appointment is Lizheng, who manages the household registration and collects taxes, etc., all of which are done by Lizheng.

It's just that in the countryside, the concept of clan is deep-rooted, and there are village chiefs and patriarchs, and in the villages, they enjoy a prestige status that should not be underestimated.

The township chief Zhao came up with a general's belly, and said in a low voice, which was nothing more than some crown clichés.

Chen Tang was used to these processes, ignored them, and continued to close his eyes to recuperate, and only when he heard Master Hu come up to speak, he looked up again.

Mr. Hu is about fifty years old, not tall, slightly fat, with three long beards, round cheeks, and a blessed appearance.

After two lives, combined with various circumstances, Chen Tang inevitably had doubts about the Hu family, but he could not find real evidence, and most of them were speculations and could not be conclusive.

In the same land of Panzhou, some people in the cultivation circle will have contacts with each other, such as Zhao Sanye and Zhan Yangchun are friends who have a good relationship.

Chen Tang once mentioned the Hu family intentionally or unintentionally in front of the two, but they didn't know it deeply, Zhao Sanye once visited the Hu family's inner village and talked with Master Hu, but he didn't find any clues.

Hujiazhuang is located on the outskirts of Panzhou, a village that has been established for a hundred years, and it is a big family. The background of the life is clear and clear, and it cannot be faked.

Therefore, Chen Tang was a little confused, and now that he saw Master Hu standing in the square and talking, he immediately woke up and looked at it very carefully.

Looking horizontally and vertically, looking at 360 degrees without dead ends, after some observation, Chen Tang did not find anything.

The book box placed on the ground, and the celestial sword box contained in it did not react in any way. I don't know if it's a little far away, or if they are just ordinary people, and they don't even belong to those who practice martial arts.

couldn't see the fame, so Chen Tang no longer bothered about this matter.

Several squires took turns to finish speaking, the literary meeting officially began, and in the morning, it was a project about poetry, calligraphy and painting, and the assessment content was: proposition painting, and the painting had to be written with poetry inscriptions.

In this way, on a work, all the content to be assessed is integrated, and the level of painting, the level of words, and the ability to learn poetry are all revealed on it, which is clear at a glance.

There was a man in a red scarf holding a plaque and walking along the square for a week, and the plaque was written in black and white, with the title, the title of one word:

Plow!

This topic is quite close to the earth, not the kind of empty wind and snow moon or anything like that.

The cultural meeting is properly arranged, and the four treasures of the study room are provided, so there is no need to spend on students.

Spreading out the paper on the table, Chen Tang slowly grinded the ink and began to want to draw something.

In the scholarly circle of the Yin Kingdom, calligraphy and painting are actually independent subjects, which are different from the imperial examination. The children of the poor family, before the title of the gold list, will only focus on the scriptures and articles, and rarely involve poetry and painting.

After all, a person's energy is limited, and he can't read a book, so how can he have free time to paint and recite poetry?

Only after passing the examination and having an identity and status will they be immersed in the subject of calligraphy and painting to improve their level.

After all, these talents are also necessary crafts in the circle of scholars. Whether it can be made is a matter of opinion, but at least you must have the basic ability to appreciate and write.

As for calligraphy, the requirements of the imperial examination are neat and beautiful, which is the embodiment of basic skills, but anyone who reads books must master this way.

Wang Fu's uncle and nephew have hardly learned to paint, and it is no problem to scribble easily, but in the end, they will indeed draw a crow, a black mess, and the artistic level is almost negligible.

The two uncles and nephews glanced at each other, and very tacitly swept up the pen and ink and other things distributed on the table intact, and then put them in their own books.

If you can't draw it, why waste it?

These brushes and inks are not high-quality products, but they usually cost money to buy them and take them home, which can save a lot.

It is equivalent to a welfare subsidy at the literary meeting.

The highlight of the literary meeting is the Jingyi assessment in the afternoon. In the morning's calligraphy and painting talents, although the top three have a lottery, the first place is 100 yuan, and the second and third places are 50 yuan each. The problem is that many raw eggs can't draw one, knowing that there is no hope of competition, they refuse to waste their pen and ink.

"Hmph, these colorful heads are obviously to send money to Song Yunshan. ”

Wang Fu said in his heart.

That Song Yunshan is a member of Songjiazhuang, talented in painting, since he was admitted to Xiucai, in the past three years, the literary club's calligraphy and painting talent competition, he won the first place, as for the second and third place, back and forth, but also in the other three people in turn, can not fall into the hands of other people.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Wang Fu looked sideways and saw that Chen Tang actually spread out the paper, picked up the pen, and began to depict the ink.

Seeing this, Wang Fu blinked, looking puzzled, and didn't know why.

Last year, Chen Tang was the first to sweep the pen and ink and put it in the book, but this year, he actually started painting on the spot.

This is to make money, so don't you look down on the use of pen and ink? Even so, you shouldn't scribble.

Wang Fu thought.

He felt that since Chen Tang went to Hujiazhuang to become a tutor, he had changed. I became rich, and my actions and words became quite different......

There was flesh on the face, and the body became stronger.

From head to toe, it no longer looks like the old Chen Tang.

This made Wang Fu a little unaccustomed, but he also understood that Chen Tang's changes were all for the good and the high. And he is still lagging behind and can't keep up with the pace.

Fortunately, Chen Tang's character is still simple, and he does not lose sight of poor friends because of this.

About half an hour later, the man in the red scarf struck the gong: "Ladies and gentlemen, the time has come." ”

Someone enters the shed, collects the work, and puts it in a square satchel. After receiving it, it will be submitted to the judges.

Every year, the township will go to Panzhou University to invite people to be judges. This year, I originally wanted to invite Yan Zhihai to come, but Yan Zhihai was assassinated in the academy and had an accident, so the township had to invite another person and invited two master lecturers.

The township cultural meeting itself belongs to a loose form of activity, without too much attention, and the level of students participating in the meeting is uneven, and there are only a few outstanding ones, so the review is quite simple.

In the morning's calligraphy and painting talents, only eleven works were received, and the number was pitiful.

The two masters immediately began to look, and when they saw the first one, the master couldn't help but secretly shake his head, glanced at it, and threw it aside, and soon looked at the second one, stroked his beard, and said: "This Song Yunshan does have some skills, but that's it, only in the eyes and ears." ”

The colleague next to him had already picked up the fourth painting at this moment, held it in his hand, and the speed of watching was obviously stagnant, and he tasted it carefully, and suddenly slapped the table and praised: "Good painting!"