Although Mao Pi was not a great scholar, he was a famous scholar! He boasted that his poetry was the best in Zhongzhou!
In this era, people with poetic talents are quite arrogant. A common mantra they use is: Poems have been passed down through the ages, and how many people know about the names on the gold medal list?
This is true. If there are really colorful poems spread in the world, after a thousand years, some people will still know that there was such a person in the world, but what about the names on the gold list? Who will still remember the person named on the gold list a hundred years later?
Although Mao Pi has not published any colorful poems yet, he bears the title of a famous scholar in Zhongzhou, and his demeanor is unique.
Wu Yulang's eyes only glanced across his face, sliding to the other side of the bead curtain, and saw the autumn water painting screen at a glance.
His heart suddenly moved...
The autumn water painted screen is so beautiful?
If in the past, he responded to the Holy Family's instructions and accepted the world's painting wizards, from this moment on, his mentality changed. Such a beautiful woman cannot be missed!
Was this woman also moved by him?
Just when he had this thought, he suddenly saw Qiushui Huaping's demeanor change. Just now, he was as calm as the moon, but now his face suddenly turned red and his eyes were filled with blue waves...
Wu Yulang's heart skipped a beat. She was also moved by me!
Qiushui Huaping stood up suddenly and left Linfeng Pavilion. In just a few steps, he reached the corridor and faced the young man who walked in from the outside: "Why are you here?"
The person standing in front of her was a man from the world, tall and tall, handsome and graceful. He smiled and said, "It's your mother's birthday. I'm here to wish her a happy birthday."
He is Lin Su!
Before coming here, he didn't know it was her mother's birthday, but now that he knew it, he naturally came to wish her a birthday.
The blue waves are rippling in the eyes of Qiushui Painting Screen: "Come!"
Lin Su was brought to Linfeng Pavilion and placed at the table closest to the bead curtain. She also changed places with her third sister. She and Lin Su seemed to be separated by the bead curtain, but in fact they were sitting together.
With her arrangement, with so many guests, theoretically not many people would pay attention, but she still ignored two people.
That is Wu Yulang and Mao Pi.
The two people disliked each other, but they all paid close attention to Qiu Shui Huaping. Suddenly they saw Qiu Shui Huaping placing a young man so close to her, and their hearts exploded at the same time...
Mao Pi stood up, came to Lin Su's side, looked at the lake outside the window and softly recited a poem: "The wind and the water paint the screen with fragrance, the spring water of Dongting cools down overnight... It is really a good place to lean on the building and enjoy the scenery."
When the folding fan is opened, the mood becomes romantic.
Several scribes cheered in unison...
"The wind and the water paint the screen with fragrance, the Dongting spring water cools overnight... What a good poem. The poetic talent of Mr. Maopi is really amazing. The poetry that comes from touching the scene is so wonderful..."
"Yes, the style of this poem is so elegant, both poetic and picturesque..."
"As soon as this poem came out, the eight hundred miles of Dongting became another seventy percent of the spring scenery. I am truly worthy of being a famous scholar in Zhongzhou..."
"Three village owners, Xiaosheng thinks that these two couplets of poems can be engraved on Linfeng Pavilion..."
Zhou Zhixian pinched his beard and smiled pointedly: "Since ancient times, famous people have built famous buildings. With this two-part poem, Qiushui Villa Linfeng Pavilion may become a famous building in Dongting. It is really a good story. All living beings invite it, and the owner of the village will not follow it. !”
Several village owners looked at each other, unable to respond.
Famous people have built famous buildings since ancient times. If a mediocre building has two couplets of wonderful poems engraved on it, it will often become a famous building, just like the Xishan Mountain in the capital. Originally, the Xishan Mountain in the capital had no status in literature and art. It was just a place where dignitaries and dignitaries from the capital went to relax and have an outing. Because of the presence of the Poetry Shadow Wall, it gradually became a holy place for literature and Taoism in the capital. The name of Xishan has even spread beyond the sky and become famous all over the world.
Normally, if any famous person comes to the villa and leaves two good poems for Linfeng Pavilion, the people in the villa should be happy. But today's situation is a bit too delicate. The county magistrate and his wife specially made a special trip to propose marriage to Mao Pi.
At the same time, the person who painted the Holy Family wanted to marry the legitimate son of the Holy Family, and they bumped into each other.
Villa is more inclined to paint the Holy Family.
Under such circumstances, what would happen if the villa engraved two lines of Mao Pi's poems on Linfeng Pavilion? Wouldn't it be deeply tied to Mao Pi?
Qiushui Huaping's face looked very ugly.
She doesn't like other people including her name in poems.
But what can she do?
Who asked her father to give her such a name? The word "painting screen" has been included in countless poems, but it not only refers to her, but also refers to the real painting screen. For example, there are several pieces in Linfeng Pavilion...
For the first time, she found it annoying when a man waved his fan triumphantly.
But Mao Pi was happy. As soon as he stood up and recited two lines of poetry, he immediately became the focus of the audience. What kind of paintings of the Holy Family and your paintings can win people's hearts with poetry? Painting is a sideways thing, but poetry is the main road.
!
At this moment, a voice came from the side: "Zhongzhou famous scholar Mao Pi? This name is somewhat familiar, as if I have heard it somewhere..."
Mao Pi lowered his gaze and stared at the person who spoke. This person was the Jianghu man who had just entered the door.
There is no need for him to answer his questions, his friends behind him will answer them.
Sure enough, a scholar spoke up: "Young Master Maopi is famous all over the world, why are you surprised when you hear it? What a fuss!"
Lin Su patted his forehead lightly: "I remembered it! I once heard someone from the capital say... Xie Xiaoyan, one of the three most talented women in the capital, wrote a poem in front of a famous person in Zhongzhou, and her talent in poetry actually surpassed that of this person.
The celebrity's appearance caused the celebrity to become angry and spread rumors from all directions, viciously attacking her. This person seems to be called Mao Pi, could he be Xiongtai?"
As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar!
Maopi's face suddenly turned red and purple!
If there is any stain on him as a celebrity, it is undoubtedly Xie Xiaoyan!
He claimed to be a celebrity, but his poetic talent was not as good as that of a brothel girl. He couldn't keep it off his face, so he viciously attacked the girl and almost forced Xie Xiaoyan to commit suicide.
This thing is extremely bad!
It reflects that his character is extremely despicable, his cultivation is extremely shallow, his mind is extremely small, and he even blasphemed the sanctity and solemnity of literature!
His grandfather's old rival, a great scholar from the Gongyuan Academy in the capital, took this as an excuse to deprive him of his qualifications for the imperial examination, and he was never able to enter the scientific examination path.
This matter was the biggest thorn in his heart. Lin Su picked it up without any warning. In an instant, he had the urge to kill.
Wu Yulang stood up: "Young Master Mao Pi seems to have come to the wrong place today. You cannot allow a woman to be stronger than you, but there is a strange woman in front of you who is much stronger than you. I hope that Young Master Mao Pi will not make up stories when he goes out.
It’s better to spread rumors and slander her.”
The damage he made with this sword was extremely powerful. What was Mao Pi doing here today?
It’s to propose marriage to Qiu Shui Hua Ping!
And is Qiushui Huaping worse than Xie Xiaoyan?
You can't even tolerate Xie Xiaoyan, how can you tolerate Qiushui Huaping?
As long as this logical relationship is needed, Qiushui Villa will not marry Qiu Shui Huaping to him. Otherwise, what will the people in the world say? They will say that Qiu Shui Huaping is not as good as Xie Xiaoyan!
The magistrate realized this and his expression changed...
What about Mao Pi? His face has turned into pig liver, and he can’t wait to find a gap to get in.
Wu Yulang ignored him, strolled forward, and bowed to the Qiu Shui painting screen through the bead curtain: "Wu Yulang, a saint painter from the niche, has met the Qiu Shui girl."
Qiushui Huaping's face was ugly, and he nodded slightly to indicate a return gift.
"Today, Xiaosheng made a special trip to celebrate your mother's birthday. I didn't know that the girl was also at home, so I didn't bring a gift for her. It's really rude..."
Everyone was slightly surprised.
What's the meaning?
If you brought a gift, you can mention it now. Why did you mention it if you didn’t bring a gift?
Wu Yulang then said: "... Just draw a picture on the spot and give it to the girl!"
He gently raised his hand, and a pen appeared in his palm. The pen landed on the gold paper. In a moment, an extremely delicate peony flower appeared on the gold paper. The petals were layered and delicate. Suddenly,
, this flower floats from the paper, and the breeze blows, filling the pavilion with fragrance.
Everyone sniffed together, all shocked.
On the painting paper, the wind blows and leaves the fragrance behind!
What kind of realm of painting is this?
Qiushui Changhu, the owner of the second village, said: "Master Wu said he didn't bring any gifts, but this casual painting is such a great gift! This peony is hard to find even if it costs a lot of money!"
The second owner of the village was the one who advocated getting married to the painting saint’s family, so he naturally wanted to push Wu Yulang’s performance to a deeper level.
Elder Wu pinched his beard and smiled: "To be honest, Yulang's paintings are not available to high-ranking officials and wealthy people. If this painting is sold, it will be worth ten thousand taels of silver!"
There were hundreds of guests upstairs and downstairs, all with their hearts beating fast.
Oh my god, with one stroke of the pen, there are ten thousand taels of silver in the blink of an eye!
Who can reach such a master?
No wonder he dared to say that he didn’t bring any gifts. How could a person like him need to bring any gifts? Just give him a pen and a piece of paper, and he can turn stone into gold!
The sisters around Qiushui Huaping all stopped breathing.
They either show off their status, wealth, or official status, but at this moment, they can't show off any of it, because they suddenly realize that no matter how much they show off, they are still not as good as the fourth sister. The person who proposes to the fourth sister is unimaginably high-end.
They are from completely different worlds from their husbands.
At this moment, they all seemed to agree with the fourth sister.
The fourth sister has not married for thirty years, but she has been waiting for today. She has spent thirty years of traveling in the world in exchange for today's infinite scenery...
Suddenly, a discordant voice sounded: "Master Wu, your gift is good, but unfortunately, it was given to the wrong person!"
Huh? Wu Yulang's eyes fell on the face of the speaker. He was still the one who mercilessly uncovered Mao Pi's scars in the early stage.
He liked this person just now, but now, he doesn't like him anymore.
"Brother, what do you mean?" Wu Yulang asked.
"Your painting skills are not as good as painting screens!" Lin Su said: "What you can do, she can do better than you! So the question is, why should she accept your paintings? She wants to paint herself
Can’t you draw?”
Everyone's hearts were shocked, yes...
Wu Yulang's paintings are worth thousands of gold and are a great gift to anyone, except for the autumn water painting screen!
Because she is famous for her paintings!
And her painting skills are deeper than Wu Yulang's!
If she wants to draw, she can draw it herself!
What does your gift mean to her?
Wu Yulang's face suddenly sank: "Wu's gift is just a token of his sincerity. Brother, I belittle you like this, but I don't know what qualifications you have?"
As soon as these words came out, the wind direction returned.
Yes, although this painting is not that attractive to the autumn water painting screen, it is still worth thousands of taels after all.
What about you? What qualifications do you have to evaluate?
Can you give away ten thousand taels of silver?
Even if he can give away ten thousand taels of silver notes, how can he compare to Wu Yulang who turned stone into gold in a moment with his own hands? Ten thousand taels of silver notes are only worth ten thousand taels of silver, but his on-site painting is a reflection of his personal ability.
!With these hands, no amount of money is worth it!
Lin Su smiled: "Brother, please don't misunderstand me. I'm not belittling you. I just want to tell you that when giving gifts, you have to give them what they need."
"Haha, tell me, what do you think others need..."
Qiushui Huabing's heart was pounding wildly. What does she need? All she needs is one thing, his love for her! Does it really have to be said on the spot? There are so many people...
Lin Su turned to her: "Huaping, the painting you painted while boating on the lake last night is missing a poem. How about I fill it in for you?"
Qiushui Huaping's face turned red suddenly...
The expressions of everyone in Linfeng Pavilion changed...
Last night, he and Qiushui Huaping went boating on the lake last night?
What's going on?
This is to break out of the rhythm of the third person, and he is also a charlatan who has never been noticed by everyone!
Qiu Shui Huaping's father, Qiu Shui Changkong, stared at his daughter with a very evil look on his face, because his daughter's complexion was so abnormal. As a father, this was the first time he saw the red glow on his daughter's face...
The autumn water painting screen hand was gently raised, and a piece of gold paper flew towards Lin Su. As soon as the gold paper came out, it seemed to move the Dongting water outside the window...
The face of Elder Wu of the Painting Saint Saint Family changed slightly. A layman is watching the fun, an expert is watching the door...
As soon as this painting came into his eyes, he was immediately shocked...
It was daytime at the moment, but as soon as this painting was painted, the entire Linfeng Pavilion seemed to have turned into a dark night, with stars in the sky.
The floor of Linfeng Pavilion seemed to have become a Dongting wave, and even the teacup in front of him was also a Dongting wave.
The pillars of Linfeng Pavilion have become sandbanks in the lake.
The chair beneath me became a swallow boat.
At this moment, everyone in Linfeng Pavilion is enveloped by this painting.
Even he couldn't escape for a while.
This woman is so proficient in painting!
This kind of painting is an out-and-out cultural treasure. Compared with her painting just now, Wu Yulang's painting is just garbage!
So, there is a question - can such a painting be inscribed with poetry?
Who wrote the poem?
Lin Su raised his hand and wrote in the void with his precious pen...
"The east wind blows the old Dongting waves, and Mr. Zhou's hair turns white all night long..."
As soon as the pen fell, the colorful glow suddenly filled the air. In just two sentences, it was the colorful glow! Everyone stood up suddenly and held their mouths. Oh my god, how is this possible? How could it be a colorful poem? How could it be possible for the people in the world in front of them?
Write colorful poems?
That man stared at the pen in Lin Su's hand, completely in disbelief...
In Lin Su's writing, there are the last two sentences: "When you are drunk, you don't know the sky is on the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams that overwhelm the stars!"
The third sentence comes out, from five colors to seven colors!
At the fourth sentence, a wisp of green light suddenly hovered, and in the void, there were green lotuses...
"Poetry passed down from generation to generation!" Someone shouted...
There was a clang, and the chair under the magistrate's butt suddenly broke...
Everyone in the pavilion suddenly stood up...
The green light flows through Linfeng Pavilion, and draws a huge green curtain on the Dongting Lake outside, stretching for hundreds of miles. Above the green curtain, golden light flows, forming lines of large characters across the sky...
"The east wind blows the waves in the old Dongting, and the boatman has many white hairs overnight. After being drunk, he does not know that the sky is on the water. The boat is full of clear dreams and the stars... The handed down poem "Dongting Spring" is given to the author of the autumn water painting screen, Da Cang Lin Su!
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"Lin Su!! He is the number one scholar Lin Su!" someone shouted.
"I never expected that I would be able to witness the birth of a poem that will be handed down from generation to generation..."
"Dongting Lake is blessed, and its poems are handed down from generation to generation and will be recorded in the annals of history forever..."