Chapter 1165

After researching the ink, Xiao Fei puts down the ink ingot. At this time, Qiao Ruolan's servant girl has already finished the ink. Du Xinmin looks at Xiao Fei slowly swallowing. She is impatient and turns her lips disdainfully. She only thinks that Xiao Fei is deliberately delaying time.

Seeing Xiao Fei stop, Du Xinmin can't wait to ask: "Fei cousin, can we start?"

Xiao Fei faintly smile, ignore, toward Qiao Ruolan to see, way: "orchid cousin, start now good?"

Qiao Ruolan should, the servant girls spread the paper for them, two people each picked up a wolf hair, stained with ink, respectively began to write.

In Dayu, it is often used as a gift to celebrate the birthday of their elders. Many girls around the scene have also written a hundred birthday pictures. However, it is not the same as now. You can slowly select the appropriate font or copybook to copy slowly, in order to write each character beautiful It often takes a long time.

It's still very difficult to write a hundred characters of "longevity" like this, and the more difficult it is to write it later.

Since Xiao Fei and Qiao Ruolan are known as Shuangshu in southern Xinjiang, their calligraphy skills can be called outstanding. When they write down, they write several "Shou" characters in one breath. The first few are common fonts, such as seal script, official script, running script and cursive script

After they had written more than ten letters, they began to use fewer fonts, such as Han Ding, Xiao Li, Gu Li

The girls were more and more excited and began to point to some fonts to comment on them. The cursive script of Xiao Fei is magnificent, and the Xiaoli who says Miss Qiao is neat and beautiful. What a lively talk you say and what I say.

Hua Huiyu pointed to Xiao Fei's book case and said to her friend, "the flying white book is white in the horizontal and vertical strokes, and the flying brush is broken white. It's suitable for dryness and moistening. It's like a dry pen. It's wonderful

Between the words, she saw Xiao Fei stop her pen and dip it in the ink. Hua Hui Yu's heart is more and more admired. Xiao Fei's judgment of the residual ink on the tip of the pen is very accurate, so she can write the flying white book so beautiful.

However, the two girls have already written nearly 30 characters of "Shou" in a single stroke of incense. Both of them are fluent and self-confident. The girls on one side admire each other. Shuangshu in southern Xinjiang is not a real name. Xiao Fei and Qiao Ruolan, with only 30 or so characters of "longevity", I am afraid that few girls in southern Xinjiang can match it.

The girls whispered, and many admiring eyes turned to Xiao Fei. Most of the girls here are not idiots. Qiao Ruolan took the initiative to challenge Princess Shizi today, and Du Xinmin was playing side by side. Obviously, these two people were singing and singing together. They wanted to beat Princess Shizi by surprise. Who knows Xiao Fei came out to fight.

Qiao Ruolan said that she would write a hundred birthday picture like Xiao Fei, but since Qiao Ruolan proposed this challenge, she must have a plan in mind. After all, a hundred fonts can't be written easily. In contrast, Xiao Fei is unprepared to start writing, can show such, really admirable!

After understanding this point, many girls move towards Xiao Fei. Gradually, there are fewer and fewer people on Qiao Ruolan's side

Qiao Ruolan did not notice this, but at this time, she could only continue to write.

It's very boring to watch other people's writing. When Xiao Fei and Qiao Ruolan wrote 60 or 70 "Shou" characters, many people already felt bored and gradually dispersed. Of course, there are still some girls who are interested in calligraphy or want to take the opportunity to please nangongyue and Xiaofei.

This silent competition is still going on, with the increase in the number of words, the speed of writing has become slower and slower.

Magpie looks like a magpie. He looks at this side and then looks over there. From time to time, he tells Nangong Yue about the situation on both sides. Although the two did not compare with each other in writing fast, the speed of writing showed the state of the two girls to a certain extent. Therefore, Qiao Ruolan, who had been prepared in advance, obviously wrote a few words faster than Xiao Fei. At one time, she was more than ten words ahead of Xiao Fei. However, Xiao Fei kept playing steadily and steadily, and gradually narrowed the gap to four or five characters.

Nangong Yue looks at Xiao Fei who focuses on writing with a smile.

After another cup of tea, Qiao Ruolan and Xiao Fei said, "sister-in-law has more things than me!"

She said it casually, and other girls thought about it. How to say that the imperial concubine was also the legitimate daughter of Nangong aristocratic family with a hundred years of history. Naturally, her talent and character were not comparable to those of ordinary women. For a moment, the girls all looked at Nangong Yue respectfully.

Hua Hui's words blessed the body, and said with a straight face, "I wonder if the imperial concubine can give some advice to the little girl?"

Nangong Yue beamed with a smile and said, "I don't dare to teach you. Only by communicating with each other can we benefit from each other."

"Then I'll ask the imperial concubine for advice." Hua Hui Yu smiles more brightly. Xiao Fei steps back and gives the book case to Hua Huiyu. She can't wait. I want to see how Hua Hui's words compare to her paintings.

Hua Hui wrote four words on a new piece of rice paper.

The flowers in Hua Hui language are delicate and delicate, but her characters are quite different from those in the paintings.She wrote cursive script.

"A thousand miles away..." A girl looked at it for a long time, and finally recognized the remaining three words.

The cursive script is often difficult to recognize. There was a joke in the previous dynasty. A great master of cursive script was very enthusiastic. After writing half a poem, he drank a pot of wine, but after drinking, he found that he did not know his own words.

Nangong Yue looked at it for a moment and then said, "Miss Hua, are you copying the calligraphy of Cao Sheng Zhang Xu?"

Hua Hui's eyes were bright and he nodded: "I've been practicing for half a year."

Nangong Yue pondered and said, "Miss Hua, you have reached the threshold of cursive script, but..."

The girls were somewhat surprised. In their opinion, the cursive writing style of Huahui language is graceful, flexible and unpredictable, which is quite good, but the princess said that she was only a beginner.

Nangong Yue continued: "the beauty of cursive script is that it comes at once, and makes people feel happy. Master Zhang is a bold and unrestrained person who is fond of drinking. He often puts up his pen and ink after he is drunk and makes a quick move. Miss Hua, as the so-called "character is like the person", are you as good as master Zhang? "

Hua Hui Yu is thoughtful. She learns cursive script only because she thinks that Zhang Xu's cursive script is very beautiful, but she doesn't know whether it is suitable for her. However, she is a bit in a dilemma.

Hua Hui slightly squints, eyes become clear. She said: "listening to your words is better than reading ten years. Thank you for your advice. "

Nangong Yue smile, see she has realized, is point to stop.

As she spoke, a woman in green with a round face walked quickly out of the hall. She blessed all the girls and said clearly, "princess, how many girls, the poetry meeting of Zhuxiu Pavilion will start in a quarter of an hour. I don't know if you want to go over and have a look?"

Xiao Fei a face of doubt, "poetry meeting?"

Although there will be a poetry festival in every promotion show, for Xiao Fei, she only cares about the exhibits every year, and she really doesn't pay much attention to the so-called poetry fair. And Nangong Yue's all understanding of the promotion show meeting comes from Xiao Fei, and at the moment, he is a bit at a loss.

Hua Hui Language saw the situation and explained it with a smile.

It turns out to be a routine activity of the promotion show Nangong Yue nodded slightly. Although she didn't have much interest, since someone came to invite her, she should.

When the other girls learned that the time for the poetry meeting was coming, they also said goodbye to Nangong Yue one by one. They still had to go with their elders.

When the case is ready, Nangong Yue and Xiao Fei follow the woman in green out of the hall.

They walked along the hand copied corridor, and then around the pond they had passed before. Then they passed through a garden and several pavilions. The woman in green pointed to an attic with carved balustrades in front of them and said, "the princess, the eldest girl, that's the pavilion of promotion."

Naturally, Xiao Fei knew about the tuoxiu Pavilion, so she took the initiative to introduce it to nangongyue. For example, the tuoxiu pavilion has a history of 100 years. For example, the plaque on it was written by master Huangfu of the previous dynasty. Speaking of this, Xiao Fei's small face is full of brilliance.

There are two floors in the Zhuxiu Pavilion. The woman didn't take them into the pavilion from the main gate, but went around to the side stairs. She also knew that nangongyue had just arrived in Nanjiang. She was afraid that she was dissatisfied. She quickly explained: "princess, today is the poetry festival. All the scholars are on the first floor. In order to avoid collision, we can only ask them to go here." She added, "the armrest of the corridor on the second floor is covered with gauze. You can sit behind the curtain and watch."

Nangong Yue hears the speech, tiny jaw head.

Nangongyue and his party arrived late. Many people sat in the corridor on the second floor. When they saw Nangong Yue coming up, they all got up and saluted.

Nangong Yue raised his hand and motioned for an "exemption" and then went to the northern Shangbin seat, while Xiao Fei sat on her right hand side.

Tuoxiu Pavilion is a Hui shaped building. From the corridors on the second floor, you can directly overlook the hall on the first floor.

At the moment, dozens of pear flowers and trees book cases were placed in the hall. After each book case, a young student was sitting. A ring chair and a desk table were placed around the hall, where the male guests watched the competition.

Ye Yinming is sitting on the premise that the two talents are equivalent to each other. Xuanming absolutely has a greater advantage than himself. There is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. When their literary talent is similar, it depends on the examiners' preferences.

The judges of the promotion show are basically people from WanMu academy, which means that in today's poetry fair, xuanming must have greater advantages than himself.

Ye Yinming narrowed his eyes slightly. Originally, the promotion meeting was not an imperial examination. The success or failure of this kind of poetry meeting was just a temporary scenery, and he didn't care about it.

But now Xiao Fei is

He knew Xiao Fei, he knew Xiao Fei's good, but she didn't know him, let alone his talent.

Xiao Fei's talent and learning are so outstanding that ordinary ordinary ordinary people can't get into her eyes. If he loses to xuanming this time, isn't he going to die and leave a little impression on Xiao Fei?!

Ye Yinming's hands unconsciously clenched into fists in his sleeve, and a tangle flashed in his eyes.At this time, all around suddenly quiet, all eyes in the pavilion look toward the entrance of the first floor.

I saw an old man who was over 60 years old, surrounded by five or six men, came in. The old man was in a straight blue silk and of medium height. Although he was sixty years old, his waist was straight and his eyes were shining.

"Long mountain!"

"Yu Shanchang!"

Many students in the hall stood up. These people were students of WanMu academy, and a few were students or scholars from other academies. They simply admired the knowledge and conduct of the mountain leader.

This old man is Yu Shanchang of WanMu Academy.

Yu Shanchang smiles and nods with the crowd, and then goes to the judge's seat with his entourage.

After they sat down again, Yu Shan cleared his throat and said, "welcome to all of you. Today's talented people from southern Xinjiang are gathering here and dancing. It's really an elegant thing! I have discussed with all the members of the Academy. In order to make the poetry club more enjoyable, the leader of today's poetry club still has an extra lottery

There was a commotion in the pavilion. The guests on the first and second floors were whispering and casting curious eyes at Yu. Judging from the long-standing style of Yu Shanchang, the colorful head he said would never be a common one.

Yu Shanchang stopped for a moment. He looked around the crowd, his eyes were bright, and he continued in a loud voice: "I will recommend the leader of today's Poetry Association to study in the Imperial College of Wangdu for a year, and I won't be required to study."

Ye Yinming couldn't believe his ears. He was excited: if he could go to the Imperial College, he would be able to go 3000 miles a day and pave the way for his future in the Imperial College. Most of the students who could study in the Imperial College would be of great help to his imperial examination and official career.

This poetry meeting, the influence is not only his love, but also his future!

Thinking about it, ye Yinming's heart was slightly hot and said to himself, he can't lose! He must not lose to xuanming!

Ye Yinming raised his eyes and looked at xuanming in front of his right. A firm sharp light flashed in his eyes.

He knew the topic earlier than xuanming This is his biggest advantage!

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