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Chapter 187 The Battle of Wind and Cloud (Part [-]) (Part [-])
The first one to eat crabs is here!
This suddenly attracted everyone's interest and looked at this young man together.This young man looks a little thin, with dark skin and a pointed chin, a typical southerner appearance.

Appearance is not important, it mainly depends on the poems he posted.

Knowing that this song "Wang Yue" is here, many talented scholars who originally wanted to show off their talents dare not show off their works.

After the young man finished posting, he bowed his hands to everyone and said, "Zhang Jiuling, Zhang Zishou, a tribute student in Qujiang, Shaozhou, has made a fool of himself."

Zhang Jiuling?Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, the name was so strange, they had never heard of it.

But it doesn't matter, so what if I heard about it, I don't know how many people in the capital are worried about this poem.Check out his work.Look at the characters first, the characters are steep and upright, strong and powerful.Although it is slightly inferior to Wang Hua's character, it is also very outstanding.

Of course, no one now compares Wang Hua with ordinary people.Considering his age, his talent, and what he has done, more and more people have regarded him as an inhuman.

Look at the poem again, the same five-character verse:

There is a bright moon on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. The lover resented Yaoye, and even fell in love at night.

Extinguishing the candles, the pity is full, and the cloak feels lucid.Unbearable gift, but also a good time for sleep.

The first sentence also shows a state of majesty and grandeur. Compared with Wang Hua's poem, starting from the first sentence, it is layered and orderly. long.The majesty and openness are still slightly inferior, but there is a kind of clear and beautiful painting.There is a faint taste of comparison with this song "Wang Yue".

"Good poem," everyone shouted hello again.

Wang Hua was still typing notation at home, but he couldn't understand the sound of good poetry outside.Now plagiarizing Comrade Du's masterpiece is also out of helplessness, and I may not be able to produce my own poems.Even if you take out your hands, the chances of winning will not be great.

Under the brilliance of this "Wang Yue", people shout out good poems. What kind of poems are they?
Wang Hua immediately sent his servants out to inquire.I came back to report, but it was not a servant, it was Li Hong who came back.This poem is also very good, Li Hong is a little nervous.Upon hearing that it was this person, Wang Hua let out a hearty laugh and said, "No problem!"

This person is just a whim, and has nothing to do with the seven surnames and ten families. Even if the seven surnames and ten families give him a thousand coins, he may not be willing to give up."I've come to see him," he said.

But ordered the servants of the mansion to open all the middle doors.

Now this door is very particular about opening, not to mention the corner door.That is, the middle door is opened, some are opened by a small part, some are opened by half, and some are opened by more than half.If you open them all, you are a distinguished guest.

Wang Hua said: "Brother Zhang, can you show me some face in the next step?"

"Don't dare," Zhang Jiuling returned the courtesy.Neither of them are Jinshi, but Wang Hua is much more famous than him.

Wang Hua said again: "Please."

Invite Zhang Jiuling into the house.Some young talented scholars looked at Zhang Jiuling with envy in their eyes. It's just that today's poem and Wang Hua opened their doors to welcome it. Tomorrow, Zhang Jiuling's name will spread throughout Luoyang.This is a trivial matter. How many great Confucian scholars from all over the country are in the city now, and his name may become famous all over the country in a short time.Also, the imperial examination is coming soon, and with this reputation, I have a little more confidence in participating in Chunwei.
With the first person to eat crabs, he became bolder with the few scholars behind him.I posted my poems on it, and after listening to it, several doctors from the Imperial College ran out, looked at it, tore off a few, and kept two.It is qualified.But when it was torn off, people just smiled in good faith. The first two poems were hung on it, so it's not surprising that it was torn off.

But the release of this signal also means that this time the world's fight has really begun.Otherwise, it would be too boring for Wang Hua to sing a one-man show alone.

Seeing that no one is posting anymore, let's look at Li Hong and Aunt Gongsun together.

The article must be published.

Seeing Aunt Gongsun walking to the second wooden grid, some people showed worry in their eyes, and a few people gloated. They all knew that there were very few articles handed down by Wang Hua, and even if there were, they were not parallel prose. One point, no matter how beautifully you write, there are still articles to do.

But most people don't know the inside story. After seeing this song "Wang Yue", they also have expectations for this article.Also, the font, the first font is so beautiful, what about the second font?And is it eight-point script or cursive script?
The audience was silent again, but there was a louder noise from the far street. The first article came out. Can these people not be in a hurry?They all started shoving with the soldiers.

This piece of paper is very long, after all, it is an article, not a poem. With the help of a servant, Aunt Gongsun pulled it apart and started pasting it.

I saw it.

The six kings are complete, and the four seas are one.Shushan Wu, Ah Fang out.The pressure is more than three hundred miles, and the sun is isolated.Lishan is constructed from the north and turns west, going straight to Xianyang.The two rivers melted and flowed into the palace wall.

The opening sentence is captivating.The further you go, the more frightening you get.

The exquisiteness of this article makes people think of the "Preface to the Pavilion of the King of Teng" written by his own people on the lacquer screen where the Wang family lives. It also uses words to make sentences, which are extremely gorgeous and vivid. There is also one thing in common. , have used a lot of parallel sentences.

The only difference is that this article focuses more on discussion, has a strong political meaning, and expresses the author's own feelings of worrying about the country and the people, and helping the world.

Many of the onlookers were real great Confucians, and they already had a premonition that, like the "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng", it was another earth-shattering masterpiece.Again, this article is enough to be immortalized.

After a silence, there was another applause.

This kind of literary talent, no matter what, if ten articles are like this, then there is indeed the capital to challenge the literati in the world, not just seven surnames and ten schools.

Read the words again.

It is an eight-point book. Many people know that Wang Hua can write several kinds of eight-point calligraphy, and some ministers who came to visit have seen the manuscript that Wang Hua wrote to his son Li Longji.But this is another type of eight-point calligraphy. The characters are well-proportioned in size, suitable for both thickness and thickness.As it happens, this fits perfectly with this article.

This is Wang Hua imitating the official script of Luo Zhenzhu, a modern calligrapher.Of course, none of these people must have met before.

After looking at the eight-point script and then at the regular script, if you don't identify it carefully, you will think it was written by two people.

But no matter how beautiful this style of calligraphy is, it is indeed the first of its kind.Many people who like calligraphy linger again.If it wasn't for the soldiers guarding it, they could all go up and tear it off, take it home and copy it slowly.

What annoyed them most was that the soldiers were still urging them to finish reading and leave quickly, otherwise the people behind would not be able to read it.It's not okay to stay for a while.Do you go back and line up again?How many hours will it take?
At this time, the middle door opened again, Wang Hua sent Zhang Jiuling out, and said, "Treasure."

After speaking, the door closed again, and Wang Hua went back.

So he left the wall and asked Zhang Jiuling, what did Wang Xiaoer say when he called you in?
Zhang Jiuling looked up in confusion and said, "I didn't say anything, I just took me into the study and played "Guangling San" and wrote me a poem."

Seeing him still in a daze, the first class of students almost wanted to beat him up. You kid is acting like a good boy. Who can listen to him playing a piece of music alone?That Zhang Ruoxu played a song because of Wang Hua, and was summoned by the emperor to the palace for a narration, and now he has changed from a small soldier to a secretary, provincial secretary, and young supervisor.Do you have to be wordy?

No, a poem was also given as a gift, and it was even more grand.So Zhang Jiuling took it out for everyone to see.

After opening it, many people have seen this kind of characters, the kind of fat and vigorous regular script that Wang Hua often wrote.But the poem is equally elegant:
The orchid leaves are luxuriant in spring, and the osmanthus flowers are bright and clean in autumn.Xinxin this business, since Seoul is a festival.
Who knows that those who live in the forest will sit and enjoy each other when they hear the wind.Plants and trees have their own hearts, so why ask for beauty?

This is to write that Comrade Xiao Zhang has a noble character.

A group of students saw Zhang Jiuling's still silly expression, gritted their teeth with hatred, and their eyes were red with jealousy.Because of one poem, this kid has been lucky for eight lifetimes.Today, when the news got out, Jinshi was already holding it in his hand.

On the first day of Wang Hua's painting, he wrote one essay, one poem, and two fonts, which was a head start.Throughout Luoyang City, nothing was discussed, only this topic was discussed.

At first, I thought he was just talking and dreaming, and he didn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, but suddenly the sheep's skin was peeled off, and he turned into a big gray wolf.On the contrary, many people now feel sympathy for the huge seven surnames and ten families.

As for the students who are going to participate in this year's Spring Festival, after reading this poem and this article, they automatically put aside the title of champion.Let's not argue, let's do it.Although winning the No. [-] prize will be very prestigious.

There is another place, which is also very tossing.Originally, Wang Hua asked Guozijian to help. After all, the place is small, and those who want to go in are good at music.If you let Wang Yi in, can you really understand it?Guozijian has abundant resources.Check it out and make the candidates concise.But that's not the case. There are quite a few people who are proficient in music who came to Luoyang this time.Especially those fans, who are basically masters.For a while, the Guozijian was singing and singing, and even the students of the Guozijian were not in the mood to study and ran out to watch.

Seeing this situation, Su Jijiu couldn't laugh or cry.He quickly discussed the countermeasures with a group of officials, otherwise the Imperial College would not be able to attend classes for a month.

It was getting dark.But it is still very lively here, with a few big lanterns, many people come to visit.Just not as crowded as during the day.

The palace is full of joy, and everyone is happy for Wang Hua.Xiaoyu said proudly: "I knew you would win."

However, Wang Hua was not very happy.His goal is to suppress the arrogance of the seven surnames and ten families, but he knows that this is not his own.Only making utensils, painting, and writing can be considered his pride.He sighed, and continued to write notes.

At this time, a guest came.

Princess Taiping came to visit with her servants.For this aunt, even Yuzhen dare not neglect.Open the middle door to welcome.

After preparing tea, Taiping looked at Wang Hua and said with a smile, "Very good."

"Young minister dare not."

"What are you afraid of? Even facing Gu's body, you don't change your face, let alone praise you."

This is too ambiguous, Guan Jian is Wang Hua who really saw her body, looked up and down, Wang Hua still can't explain it.

Hearing this sentence, Li Hong and Xiang Niao quickly retreated, the content of the conversation seemed to be beyond the scope of what they could hear.But Xiao Yuzhen's expression changed, looking at Wang Hua, his eyes seemed to burst into flames.

(End of this chapter)