play don

Chapter 200 The Battle of Wind and Cloud (Winning or Losing)

Words are good words:

When is the bright moon?

As Wang Hua came out with new words, these new words were displayed in front of the world magnificently like wonderful pearls.If people still say that this kind of words can only be used in the streets and alleys, slang and vulgar songs, it is estimated that it will immediately arouse public outrage.

Say nothing, just do it, for all to see.

This is much stronger than any lip service.

Words are like this, words are even more so!
The calligraphy used in this poem is exactly the calligraphy style created by another peak master of cursive script, Huai Su.

If it is said that Wang Hua’s cursive script in Zhang Yizhi’s house is bold and unrestrained, but it still has an elegant meaning, like poetry, like painting, like a piece of flowing music.And this kind of big grass is crazy and weird to the extreme, and every word in the real world will turn into a flying dragon, eager to try, and will immediately fly away in the next moment.

What kind of cursive is this!
Everyone caught their breath.

Only a few great monks from the White Horse Temple smiled wryly after seeing it.On the night of the 29th day of the first lunar month, Wang Hua quietly came to Baima Temple and asked him to borrow a temple room so that he could write a new calligraphy.This is a good thing, and the White Horse Temple indirectly owes Wang Hua a favor.So a quiet monastery was vacated so that Wang Hua could write with peace of mind.

But a few monks leaned on the wall with the help of a ladder to see what Wang Hua wrote, and they actually came out of the city and ran to the White Horse Temple to borrow a place.

Seeing it, Wang Hua drank a jug of wine brought by the servant beside him, and his handsome face turned red.Then Wang Hua made a few monks stack their glasses.He took off his clothes, almost naked, singing and dancing in the yard.

All of a sudden, it was too lively, even the host abbot rushed over after hearing the news.But the abbot knew it and told the monks to guard the place, so he also ran to the top of the wall to watch.However, he almost fell off the ladder.

Wang Hua was drunk, but he couldn't find anything, so he picked up a big stone, ran to a big Buddha statue in front of the wide corridor, and said, "Who are you, why are you staring at me with such fierce eyes. I smashed you to death!"

He is quite strong, and he smashed it a few times, and he almost smashed this gold-clad wooden Buddha statue.

The old abbot leaned against the wall, saying over and over again: "Sins, sins."

After smashing, the drunkenness subsided a little, took out a piece of paper, and wrote a few lines.He threw it on the ground and ran to sleep.

The old abbot immediately ordered someone to open the door. When he saw the word, he was stunned on the spot.Forget it, seeing this name, I don't care about him anymore.Immediately ordered someone to ask a craftsman to repair it, but it has not been repaired yet.Wang Hua was returned the next day, and Wang Hua even apologized.Then he left under the eyes of the old abbot crying.

Today, I heard that this competition will take out this type of font, and the old abbot and a few monks rushed over to join in the fun.

Seeing the eyes of the crowd, the old abbot nodded and said: "Amitabha, it is not in vain that the Buddha has been wronged."

Wu Zetian was very close to him, and when she heard it, she turned around and asked strangely: "Master Discipline, what does this word have to do with Buddha's grievance?"

After the old abbot told what happened that night, everyone couldn't help laughing.This thing is so funny.

After Wu Zetian finished laughing, he said, "Master Discipline, in my opinion, your Buddha statue should not be repaired, and it should be placed in the White Horse Temple. After the discussion is over, I will help you get this painting and put it next to the Buddha statue in the White Horse Temple." .”

Yes, after this good story came out, it is still unknown how much more incense will be added to the White Horse Temple.

The old abbot immediately said: "The poor monk is stupid, but the sage is wise."

After I finished speaking, I became even more depressed. Now that the Buddha statue has been repaired secretly, could it be that it was smashed to pieces again in order to restore it?
Amitabha, sin, sin.

But if the Buddha heard his heartfelt words, he would definitely think, it's over, this old monk has made up his mind to do something wrong for the sake of incense.

Now that three fonts have come out, it's time to judge.

This time it was Su Jijiu who personally judged. In the Imperial College, his calligraphy was also the best.The selection of this judge has also been recognized by everyone.

Looking at the six works, Su Jijiu said: "If you don't care about the fonts, if you only talk about calligraphy, the three fonts of Wang Erlangjun are very beautiful, but they are not beautiful, and they are a bit forced. Therefore, they are all at a disadvantage."

Wang Hua didn't get angry, but raised her forehead instead.

The calligraphy he chose this time, the regular script, is taken from the font of Deng Shiru, the No. 1 calligraphy master of the Qing Dynasty called by Cao Wenyan.The official script is also taken from the calligraphy of Huang Yi, a calligrapher in the Qing Dynasty. This kind of calligraphy is taken from the Zhongding Jinwen, which is very quaint.

Quaint, Wang Hua's two dynasties dealt with handicrafts, he must be quaint, but his character is a kind of relaxation in the quaintness.Characters are like people, therefore, these two fonts have been copied quite a few times, which is not a good point.In the eyes of laymen, it looks very good-looking, but top-notch people can see the meaning of reluctance at a glance, that is, to express their worries for Fu Xinci, that kind of feeling.

The last amazing work is taken from Huaisu's wild grass.In order to achieve the effect, he specially went to the White Horse Temple, where the environment is quiet, and where the Zen spirit is.I also drank a lot of wine, smashed a Buddha statue, and took off my clothes, feeling the coldness of the early spring evening, to write the emaciated meaning in Huai Su's big grass.

Although the writing is very similar because of the ecstasy that night, I can still see the force Su Jijiu said.

From this point of view, it is not as harmonious as the three works of the seven surnames.

Su Jijiu's evaluation is very pertinent.

Su Jijiu said again: "But this time we are discussing new ideas in calligraphy. Although Mr. Wang Erlang is forcing him, it is difficult to force him. If every type of calligraphy makes him reach the peak, then he will have to compete with some common people. Same, think he is not a mortal."

After hearing this sentence, everyone let out a burst of good-natured laughter.

Su Jijiu said again: "He was just helping everyone to point out a direction of calligraphy. And these three fonts have been seen by someone. If you stick to it, you can become a party of everyone. Especially the latter type of big grass."

Speaking of this, he stared at it for a long time. He used a harsh evaluation, but from his own point of view, he created these two kinds of big grass. How to choose is also very difficult.After appreciating for a while, he said: "Therefore, a certain judge Wang Erlang won this game."

It's finally decided!
This, in turn, heightened the enthusiasm of the audience.

If you follow the first two comparisons, you are good and he is good, and you are friendly, then what's the point.It's better to go up and show your hands, anyway, it's a draw.

It's just that apart from the few outstanding disciples selected by the seven surnames to participate in the competition, they are still in harmony, Gujing has no waves, and the other disciples are sad for a while.With the strength of the seven surnames, beating a young man, not to mention losing a round now, even the result of a draw is unacceptable.

The sun is high again, and the fourth game is about to start again!
But this game is not a competition, but a competition.This is because of time constraints, playing piano and playing chess takes longer.If there is no time for the five-style competition in the morning, it is too late for the painting competition, and for the piano and chess competition in the afternoon.Adjustments were made accordingly.

The soldiers started yelling in the crowd, trying to squeeze forward, and the people behind might not even be able to hear the sound of the piano.It was not easy to settle down.

A literati in his thirties came out, cupped his hands and said, "This is Wang Zihe, Taiyuan Wang's family. Today I will play a new song "He" for everyone."

As soon as the words were spoken, several fans screamed: "Wang Miaoshou, I finally saw it!"

It seems that Wang Zihe is very skilled in playing the guqin and has a great reputation among the people.Even some officials looked at him with admiration.

Wang Hua asked Su Jijiu in a low voice, "How does this man play the piano?"

Su Jijiu also replied in a low voice: "Mr. Erlang, you have to be careful. Wang Zihe is known as the number one Yaoqin master in Hedong Road, and the music he plays can make people cry and laugh. You will know."

Wang Zihe sat down, and immediately a disciple surnamed Wang brought a Jiaoweiqin.

Looking at the crowd, he smiled and cupped his hands again, with an extremely humble attitude, which caused some admired fans to scream.Maybe he doesn't want to play the piano anymore, as long as he hooks his hand, he will take away a large group of nobles and nobles, and go to the room with him.

But if Wang Hua hooked it, the effect would not be bad.

Even without tuning, a series of music symbols popped out, like a flowing spring breeze, warming people, if a flowing stream, fresh and moving, if birds are singing, flowers are accompanied by the wind.

There was no wine, but the people nearby were all drunk.

Although the sun was rising high, it was only the first ten days of February, and the weather was still a little bit chilly, but everyone felt that it wasn't cold anymore.

Wang Hua heard that this song is the same as the famous ancient song "Yang Chun", which means that everything knows spring and the wind is calm.

But the two songs are completely different.First of all, "Yang Chun" only expresses the scene of spring, but this song only uses the scene of spring to set off "He".The playing techniques are also quite different. The front melody of "Yangchun" is embellished with techniques such as "getting out of the ordinary" and "adding flowers". The melody is full of energy.Later, fingerings such as "摭fen", "ban" and "overtone" are used to make the music sometimes light and smooth, and sometimes sonorous and powerful.

But this song mainly uses "clamping" and "push-pull" to deepen the warm atmosphere of spring.There are other methods, but not many.The melody is also different. "Yang Chun" adopts a sudden slow and then slow fast speed processing method, especially in the latter part of the sweep, which uses a strong and powerful strumming technique, which makes the music atmosphere extremely warm.

But the change of this piece is not big, only a small part of the strumming technique is used in the middle, showing some small waves, and the whole melody has always been very neutral and peaceful.Until the song is over, people still seem to be intoxicated in the spring breeze and can't dial it by themselves.

Even Wang Hua felt as if he was bathed in the warm wind and warm sun when he heard it.

At the end of the song, people were calm for a long time, until a few cheerful birds sang curiously in the sky, which woke everyone up.

Applause, like a thunderous tide, roared from near to far!

This is the pinnacle of music!

But some people looked at Wang Hua worriedly. How did Wang Hua deal with such a piece of music and such piano skills?
This is Wang Hua. If it were any other ordinary musician, he might lose the courage to play the piano even!

(End of this chapter)