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But this look.
The girl took a breath, covered her face with her hands, and couldn't even look at it!
And what an ugly word!
The most important thing is that if you just write the word "昊", it doesn't matter if it's ugly. Why did you put a cross on it?
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Chapter 491: Student, I have some poems for you
Su Changan suddenly erased the written words, while Xia Fengxiang was also a little curious as to what was going on.
Haven't thought about it?
And the little fat man lowered his head and looked carefully at the crossed-out word 'Yu'. How should I say it?
It turns out that someone can write such fresh and refined handwriting. He thought that it was his handwriting that was ugly. Today, he finally realized that there are people outside the world and there is a world outside the world.
And when he raised his eyes slightly, the little fat man was stunned, because he saw the expression on this sister's face, so indifferent, especially the eyes looking at the paper, which seemed to have watery eyes. , he forgot.
Anyway, the little fat man pursed his lips, so beautiful.
Thinking like this, the little fat man turned around and went to look for food again. It was too tiring to use his brain while writing an article, so he prepared some food. No matter how good this sister's writing was, she would definitely be tired after writing, so she had to eat more to replenish herself.
Su Changan continued writing here.
But the original beginning was "Yuzhang's old county, Hongdu's new mansion", but now it was changed by Su Chang'an to "Qizhang's old county, Yunxiang's new mansion". Because Yunxiang was known as the place of Chizhang before the Xia Dynasty.
After all, it is true that what he wants to write is the preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion, but after all, it must be based on the current situation of this place, and it is only changing the names of some places and names in this eternal preface. It does not matter, it is harmless.
As for the allusions, Su Changan had read the history of Daxia and some books of allusions, and actually found that there were many similarities with his previous life. After all, people can always do some things, and the things done by saints are also very similar.
but
It is also because of this that Su Changan was also thinking while writing.
Xia Fengxiang looked at these opening sentences and felt that the beginning was good, and it was already gaining momentum just from the beginning.
But looking at Su Changan's current appearance, Xia Fengxiang was a little confused, because he had never seen Su Changan write a sentence or think about it in an article, whether it was the three large poetry gatherings in the past, or a small literary gathering like today. Well, writing poetry is always done in one go, as if it had been planned out in advance.
Thinking of this, and looking at Su Changan's eyes piercing the water and looking attentive, Xia Fengxiang quietly studied the ink.
At this time, the girl covered her eyes with her hands, and a pair of eyes appeared between her fingers. Her eyes were full of worry as she looked at the sentences written by Su Changan.
The words were still ugly, but when the girl looked at those sentences, she seemed to read them smoothly, inexplicably, even though she couldn't understand the meaning.
but.
Ugly is ugly!
Master once said that seeing calligraphy is like seeing people, so you must practice calligraphy well.
But although the girl didn't know why this sister was so beautiful and a nice person, well, she would have been nice if she hadn't been given the stick just now, but her handwriting was so ugly.
But that’s not important anymore!
The important thing is that there are so many people here, all of them are great talents, and their handwriting must be very beautiful. The articles are just easy to read, not as comfortable to read as the poems written by the Queen Empress.
So the article must be very general.
Just when the girl was thinking this.
The girl was even more worried when she saw that someone had already written the poem and sent it to him.
But this time.
Many people also noticed that the beautiful woman was also writing something. They were stunned for a moment, thinking about what article this girl would write, so they stepped forward one after another.
When the girl saw this scene, she immediately ran over: "My sister wrote it casually, so don't come over and read it!"
With such ugly handwriting, it would definitely be embarrassing if someone saw it, and these people could tell at a glance that they were the kind of people who liked to yell and join in the fun.
Seeing the little girl blocking her, these people didn't take it seriously and continued to look over.
There is no reason why I shouldn’t read articles when I write them in a place like this.
But this time.
Xia Fengxiang raised his eyes and looked at these people: "Everyone, go and watch the fun elsewhere. My wife doesn't like people to disturb her."
After hearing this, these people all looked at Xia Fengxiang. For some reason, they felt inexplicably trembled when they saw the woman's cold eyes. Although it was fleeting, these people were ordinary scholars and knew that those who came here today were either rich or noble.
One of them said: "Forget it, just don't read it if you don't want to. Maybe it's not written well, so it's not allowed to be read."
One person then said: "The shelf is really big, and I think the writing must be rubbish. I know it is rubbish so I won't let people read it. After all, it is embarrassing."
Another person said with a smile: "Let's go, let's not talk anymore, you see, people don't let people see it, hehe, Wen Junzi and the others over there let people look at them casually, and they don't know where they came from, so they are making such a big show!"
Several people left while talking.
After thinking about it, I was too lazy to argue with these people, and I didn't care about what these three people were arguing about. I turned back to look at Su Changan and found that Su Changan was particularly engaged. He had only written one paragraph of this article, and now he started another paragraph.
The girl breathed a sigh of relief, as long as she didn't look at it now.
Then I looked back at the sister and found that she seemed very tired. How could she be tired when writing an article? She must be struggling to think of good words!
Otherwise, if you look at there are so many people in the cabinet, who would be so tired of writing poetry?
Why.
The girl looked at the very beautiful sister and sighed, "What should I do? I might be embarrassed later."
At this time, the girl saw the little fat man coming back with a lot of food. She immediately rolled her eyes and walked over: "Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat! Quickly look at the people around you, don't let anyone come and look at you." Come to what this sister wrote!”
The little fat man felt aggrieved and wondered what he had done, so he muttered: "You know how to bully a weakling like me."
The girl glared.
The little fat man immediately put down his food carefully and looked around with a pouted mouth. He didn't know why he had to stop the people around him, but since Jing Shu said it, he would stop him. What else would he do?
And at this time.
Many poems have been sent up.
When the Yunxiang talented man Chen Qing stepped forward, everyone's eyes were attracted and they watched him deliver his poems to Mu Xu, Qian Long and others.
The old masters sitting there at the moment were not only Gu Quezhi, Mu Xu and others, but also several others, all of whom were famous in the Yunxiang area and had quite a reputation as Confucian scholars in Daxia.
Now everyone saw Chen Qing's poems.
One of the masters from Yunxiang Academy immediately praised: "What a saying: Three mountains are half-fallen outside the blue sky, and two waters divide Yunmuzhou. Mr. Chen is a great talent!"
"The ups and downs, the natural flow, it's pleasing to the eye, not bad, not bad."
"I have long heard of Mr. Chen's talent and fame. It is a blessing to meet him today."
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Several masters looked at the poems on the paper and praised it one after another. It was indeed a top-quality work.
It is not easy to be praised by so many teachers. Chen Qing, who is in his thirties, bowed immediately when he heard it, feeling happy in his heart.
just
Chen Qing glanced at the Mu Xumu Grand Priest Liquor, but found that the most authoritative old man at the moment nodded with a smile. Although he seemed quite satisfied with the poem, he did not say a word.
This made Chen Qing frown slightly.
However, despite this, people around him have begun to circulate Chen Qing's poems and essays, and they are all filled with emotion and admiration.
After all, I had just sent so many poems, but this was the first time that Mr. Duofuzi praised him. This shows how good Chen Qing's literary talents are.
Moreover, it is up to the viewers to judge how the poem is. Chen Qing’s poem is considered to be the best among the poems left in the entire Yunmu Pavilion!
In this way, compare with the students who just submitted poems and essays.
Chen Qing is here to judge!
The girl looked at the people here. She couldn't read the poems, but she could clearly see the faces of the people around them.
The more surprised and admired these people are, the better Mr. Chen’s poetry is.
In this case, wouldn't it be even more embarrassing if someone presented a poor poem?
The girl looked worriedly at her sister who was still writing, and she had already written a lot of words.
"Junzi Wen has finished writing!"
At this time, someone suddenly spoke.
Everyone looked at Qiu Shui'an who stood up with the paper in his hand.
Many people had hopeful looks on their faces. After all, there were many talented men and women today, but the ones who really held a place in everyone's hearts were Wen Junzi and the painted armor.
But that Mr. Baiqi with painted armor was very drunk at the moment, and after the piano came out, he leaned against the pillar for a moment, and then stopped moving at all.
Everyone watched as Qiu Shui'an walked up to the old masters and respectfully presented the papers in their hands.
Some scholars around Mu Xu and others stretched their heads hard to see clearly what was on the paper.
Even Chen Qing stared at the paper with a serious expression.
"The sun shines on the water at dusk, and the morning light clouds the building. The gold windows have embroidered doors, and the beads and foil are hung with silver hooks. The opening chapter is majestic and worthy of your poems, it's amazing."
An old master saw the content, only the first two sentences, and immediately praised it.
Just such a sentence, all the students in the pavilion immediately started whispering with surprise on their faces. They just felt that it was worthy of the poems written by Wen Junzi. It was really amazing to write such a beginning in such a short time!
At this time, other old masters also nodded in approval. Even Mu Xu nodded repeatedly and read out the next two sentences: "The dusk rain flows to the dusk water, and the spring river flows around the two sides. When I look up here today, it is like traveling in the nine heavens. The image is vivid, The artistic conception is elegant and the opening and closing is natural. It’s true that Yao Yuanzai said you are a young phoenix.”
After Gu Quezhi savored it carefully on the side, he also praised: "From near to far, the language is exquisite, the bodywork is meticulous, Shui'an's poetry will never disappoint."
After hearing this, Mu Xu personally praised it, and even Mr. Gu added.
This is enough to show what this poem is like.
At this time, everyone began to circulate it. After seeing the whole article, there was an uproar and all kinds of praises appeared.
And everyone looked at Qiu Shui'an giving a thumbs up, and felt that he was indeed a [gentleman]. Number one on the poetry list in the past!
After all, this is only a short time!