Chapter 25, the poem becomes, attracting attention
Meng Xing picked up his pen, dipped the ground ink on the inkstone, and wrote a few words.
The restaurant owner looked at it eagerly and immediately praised: "Not bad, not bad! This calligraphy is very beautiful, and it is a font that I have never seen before."
Meng Xing writes in thin gold font, which he learned specially in his previous life, and once showed off to the girl he liked.
As Meng Xing continued writing, the restaurant owner suddenly became even more excited: "This handwriting is unique, enough to create a school of calligraphy that will be famous for generations. It is more beautiful than many great Confucian scholars who have read poetry and books! What is this?
The font is so beautiful?"
Meng Xing did not answer. He finished writing the poem seriously and breathed a sigh of relief after finishing it. Fortunately, there was nothing rusty and the writing went smoothly without any mistakes.
The restaurant owner read: "The bright moon leaves the branches startled by magpies, and the breeze sings cicadas in the middle of the night. The fragrance of the rice flowers tells of a good harvest, and I hear the sound of frogs. Seven or eight stars are out in the sky, and it rains at two or three o'clock. In front of the mountain. In the old Maodian community, by the forest, the road turns to the creek bridge
See you suddenly."
"Not bad! Not bad! This is a rare and good poem, especially the first four sentences, which are full of charm, contain artistic conception, and are heroic yet delicate."
The restaurant owner was full of praise and looked like he couldn't put it down.
Among the crowd of onlookers, two old men wearing Confucian shirts, with a strong smell of books, and looking like they had read poetry and books, came over. One of them said: "Boss Zhao, can you give us a look?"
The restaurant owner immediately saluted respectfully: "Dean Kong, Mr. Wu, you are here."
And he made way for the two old men to watch.
These two are both the dean and supervisor of Changning Academy and are well-known in Changning County. I didn't expect that they would come here to watch.
"This calligraphy is really unique, elegant and very beautiful. I have never seen this kind of font before." Dean Kong said in amazement.
"It's enough to create a calligraphy school. Dean, don't you want to make a breakthrough in calligraphy? This kind of calligraphy is just right for you!" Mr. Wu said excitedly.
"Yes, yes!" Dean Kong continued to study carefully.
"This poem is elegant and simple, with long meaning. It is also a rare masterpiece." Dean Kong stroked his beard and said again.
"Although I have read so many books, I don't think I can write such an elegant poem." Mr. Wu said with some shame.
"This student, where did you learn from him?" Dean Kong asked Meng Xing with his hands in hand.
"Where did I learn from you? I learned from you about time travel. This is an essential skill for time travellers." Meng Xing was stunned for a moment, then complained in his mind.
However, he still said: "I don't have a teacher, I am self-taught."
"Self-study? Can you come to our Changning Academy to study? You are exempted from studying in the academy. The academy provides meals and accommodation." Dean Kong said.
Dean Kong is also very happy to see such talents. If he is well cultivated, he will gain fame in the future and will greatly enhance the reputation of Changning Academy.
Meng Xing shook his head and said: "I am a martial arts practitioner, and I am not interested in poetry or other minor ways."
"It's really a waste of your talent to practice martial arts if you have such a talent for reading. You should know that studying and gaining fame is the only way to govern the country and bring peace to the world." Mr. Wu also advised.
"I have made up my mind." Meng Xing said.
Dean Kong saw his persistence and knew that he could not change his mind. He sighed in his heart, good talents will be buried.
After a pause, he said again: "Then...can you sell this calligraphy and painting to me?"
"No... Dean Kong, this calligraphy and painting belongs to my Yuexian Restaurant, and I can't sell it to you. I provide them with free food and drink, and this calligraphy and painting is just for the meal." Boss Zhao of the restaurant said hurriedly.
This was an opportunity to enhance the reputation of Yuexian Restaurant. It took a lot of effort for someone to write a good work, so naturally he was unwilling to dedicate it to him.
"Can you sell it to me for fifty taels of silver?" Dean Kong said without taking his eyes off the calligraphy and painting.
Boss Zhao shook his head. How could the value of this calligraphy and painting hanging in the restaurant be worth fifty taels?
With the addition of this poem, Yuexian Restaurant has been upgraded to a higher level, and the money earned in the future will definitely be endless.
Boss Zhao is a smart businessman, so he will not be short-sighted and cut off his own greater financial opportunities.
Dean Kong was disappointed for a while. He was a Confucian scholar and he was too embarrassed to rob it just for a calligraphy and painting.
Meng Xing's eyes lit up and he said, "Dean Kong, how about I write another calligraphy and painting like this and sell it to you for fifty taels?"
"Okay, okay! Thank you! Thank you!" Dean Kong smiled and said hurriedly.
Boss Zhao didn't want to offend the dean of Changning Academy, so he quickly asked his clerk to spread it on rice paper and let Meng Xing write it.
Soon, Meng Xing wrote another calligraphy and painting, and wrote his name at the end. Mr. Wu paid fifty taels of silver, paying with one hand and delivering the goods with the other.
Meng Xing was satisfied. He had made a small fortune, and he didn't have to worry about renting a house or eating outside these days.
As for Dean Kong and Mr. Wu, they left happily as if they had found a treasure.
Seeing that there was no excitement to watch, the onlookers slowly dispersed.
Meng Xing said: "Boss Zhao, I have six friends, can we all come in and have a free meal together?"
"Okay, okay, you can stay here tonight, food and accommodation are included." Boss Zhao said.
"Thank you! Thank you!"
Meng Xing called Li Buxian, Gu Qingzhuo, Luo Yao and others, and they entered the restaurant together and found a place to sit down.
Boss Zhao, however, went to have the poems written by Meng Xing framed and hung in a conspicuous place in the restaurant for people to watch.
Li Buxian, Luo Yao and others looked at Meng Xing as if they were looking at a rare animal. They did not expect that Meng Xing would actually let poor people like them come to eat in this most expensive restaurant.
Zhou Ruoqing's eyes were filled with brilliance. Meng Xing was not good at cultivation, but he was good at playing chess, calligraphy and painting. He was also smart and had some means to solve crimes.
Even the dean of the academy rushed to get his calligraphy and paintings, and also wanted to recruit him into the academy and provide him with free food and drink.
Such a man is really awesome!
She looked at Meng Xing and felt that the more she looked at it, the more she liked him, and her heart could not help but beat fast.
"Meng Xing, how come you know how to compose poetry? How come I have never seen you compose poetry before, and you are also good at writing." Yang Xiaochui asked what everyone wanted to ask.
"I have been fond of books since I was a child. I used to study the Five Classics in a private school at home. These days, in the name of Senior Sister Xiao, I often go to the library to read books. So, occasionally inspiration comes, and it is okay to write a poem."
Meng Xing said.
Everyone rolled their eyes. Occasionally, when inspiration comes, you can compose a poem. If only it were so easy.
I don't see those scholars who have read poetry enough to write such good poems.
It can only be said that Meng Xing was born with a talent for reading.
Luo Yao and Ye Xuelian couldn't help but look at Meng Xing a few more times. This young man was really versatile. No wonder Senior Sister Xiao was so optimistic about him and trained him carefully.
Gu Qingzhuo felt sour in his heart. This boy had attracted attention last time when he followed them down the mountain. But this time he followed them, and he was like this again. His prestige was almost destroyed.
This made his always proud heart feel a little uncomfortable. In the past, he had always attracted much attention in Jianchi Peak.
Soon, the restaurant waiter brought a sumptuous table of wine and food. Except for Gu Qingzhuo, who was a little depressed, everyone had a very happy meal.
After eating, everyone decided to stay in this restaurant and go to see a senior brother who is the chief police officer in Changning County Government tomorrow.
The next day, everyone came to the Changning County Government Office and met the senior fellow apprentice, Ding Haisheng, who was about forty years old, tall and with a majestic look.