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"Han... Brother Han, what did you forget?"

Han Feng's eyes brightened, and he said with a smile, "Our Anxiang Pavilion should hire an image spokesperson!"

Chapter 48 Get the Pen

In the incense burner, the fragrance was almost burning to the end, and Li Heng and Wu Zhenghao stopped writing almost at the same time!

The servant next to the two immediately rolled up the scroll and sent it to the fence on the third floor, where the waitress unfolded it in front of everyone.

The woman first unfolded Li Heng's scroll.

I saw Li Heng's second line.

"Gold is iron according to horse, barium is gold according to shell, gold is gold, copper is iron, tin is Xinxin."

The five elements take gold, and the above couplet "Water with insects is turbid, water with fish is fishing, water is water, rivers and lakes are small." The confrontation is neat and consistent, and there is no fault at all.

As soon as this second couplet appeared on the field, there was a burst of applause.

"Brother Li, what a literary talent!"

"You are worthy of being the Juren of Bailong County, you are really talented!"

"It seems that Miss Mu's guest of honor this time is none other than Brother Li!"

……

The applause in the hall caused Wu Zhenghao's complexion to change slightly, but Liu Fang at the side gave him a "reassuring" look, and Wu Zhenghao was sure of it.

Immediately, the maid in the attic unfolded the third second couplet written by him.

"Gold makes bells because of orders, gold makes jade because of jade, gold and gold, and hairpins, bracelets and tins are Xinxin."

As soon as the next couplet came out, the originally lively hall paused, and after a long while, someone was finally amazed.

"Okay... that's right!"

"It really is a wonderful second couplet. The two characters 'ling' and 'yu' are quite elegant. Although they are both next to the gold characters, the meaning is better than Li Juren's second couplet."

"Tsk tsk tsk... I never thought that Second Young Master Wu would have such a talent. I admire him!"

There was a sound of admiration and applause in the hall, which made Wu Zhenghao on the third floor flush with excitement, and stood at the fence of the attic, bowing his hands with everyone in the hall.

If it weren't for the fact that his face was still bruised and purple, his eyes were crooked and his mouth was slanted, he would really look like a romantic and talented man at this moment.

But it was said that just when Li Heng and Wu Zhenghao were publishing the third couplet, they were publishing it in the attic for everyone to comment, and the fragrance was about to burn out.

Among the guest seats on the third floor, Han Feng turned around and called a servant, asking him to fetch a pen, ink, paper and inkstone directly.

The servant didn't know why, but naturally he didn't dare to neglect the distinguished guests on the third floor, so he immediately went to fetch the calligraphy.

Qin Yujiao and Zhao Weinan who were on the side were stunned when they saw this.

"Brother Han, what are you doing?"

Han Feng looked indifferent.

"Of course it's a couplet."

"Cough cough..."

Zhao Weinan coughed a few times and stepped forward to dissuade him.

"That...Brother Han forget it, my little brother made a mistake today and let Wu Zhenghao, a thief, take advantage of it. Brother Han, don't be impulsive. There are countless talented scholars in the Golden Pavilion today. Let's...don't..."

Although Zhao Weinan didn't continue, Han Feng understood what he meant.

This guy clearly thought that Han Feng had been stimulated, so he bit the bullet and wanted to participate in the competition, fearing that the second couplet written by Han Feng would be ridiculous and embarrassing.

Han Feng's guess is of course correct, Zhao Weinan and Han Feng are close friends, and he knows Han Feng's "literary quality" very well.

The dignified Bailong County is famous for its "abolishment of civil and military affairs".

Although some time ago, he found that Han Feng seemed to be a little enlightened again, but the ability to recite poems and make correct poems cannot be practiced in three or two days.

Zhao Weinan was still worried about his brother's self-esteem, but Qin Yujiao was very straightforward.

When Han Feng said that he was going to talk to the second couplet, he couldn't help laughing "puchi", holding his belly with both hands, he was out of breath from laughing.

"Haha...you...you said you also want to pair couplets? Ouch...you really laughed me to death, aren't you pulling a cart like a duck, are you overthinking your abilities?"

Seeing Qin Yujiao laughing so heartlessly and calling himself a "duck", Han Feng's face turned dark suddenly, and he glanced at Qin Yujiao and said.

"Hehe...Second Miss Qin doesn't trust Han so much, how dare she make a bet with Han?"

Qin Yujiao was slightly taken aback when she heard the words, and stopped smiling.

"Bet...what to bet?"

"If Mr. Han is in the second line, he can make any request to you, and you can't refuse! Conversely, if I lose, you can also make any request to me."

When Qin Yujiao heard the words, she agreed without even thinking about it.

"Okay, I'll bet you."

Although Qin Yujiao is not a talented woman, as the daughter of the city lord's mansion, she still has basic knowledge of literature.

Today, the three couplets that Mu Qianxun produced were extremely difficult, and only two of them were able to complete all of them.

Qin Yujiao had heard about the kind of Han Feng in front of her for a long time, so she wouldn't believe that the other party had this ability.

At this moment, Xiao Nizi is already thinking in her heart, if she wins, should she let this guy also give her a few percent of the shares of Anxiang Pavilion for free.

At that time, she will directly become the major shareholder of Anxiang Pavilion, and then ask Han Feng to make perfume for herself every day.

The two made a bet of [-]%, and the servant happened to deliver three scrolls and pens and ink. Han Feng directly spread the three sets of scrolls on the table, dipped in the ink and swished the ink, and the pens flew away!

Now that he has reached the pinnacle of the four-star martial artist and has practiced martial arts, Han Feng's control over his body is far better than before, which directly contributed to his "calligraphy cultivation".

In the past, the cursive cursive fonts were always tangible and godless, but now they have a bit of charm.

The swaying and uninhibited fonts are written with great precision, unrestrained and unrestrained, and the speed is dazzling.

After writing a pair of couplets, Qin Yujiao and Zhao Weinan on the side hadn't seen clearly what was written. Han Feng raised his hand and grabbed the end of the scroll and pulled it, and the scroll closed automatically.

At the same time, he picked up the pen and dipped in the ink again, and immediately began to write the second couplet without any gaps in the middle.

I wrote the last word in one go, pulled and closed again, and then started to write the third copy...

But at this moment, the people in the hall didn't notice it at all. They were arguing about which of the third couplets between Li Heng and Second Young Master Wu was weaker or stronger.

Although many people bluntly said that Wu Ershao was superior in order to applaud Wu Zhenghao, but there was also that talented scholar who was not afraid of power and had the character of a literati, who insisted on rectifying Li Heng's name.

Seeing the dispute in the hall intensified, the verbal fight between the two sides faintly developed into a fist fight, and Miss Mu's two personal maids, who presided over the match in the attic, became a little anxious.

Just at this moment, a servant came running quickly and handed three sets of scrolls to the second daughter.

"You two girls, this is the second couplet written by Young Master Han."

The two daughters were taken aback when they heard the words, but they didn't expect that someone would come out to face each other at this time. A maid looked at the fragrance in the incense burner, which had just been burned out at the moment, and she couldn't help but her eyes lit up.

At this moment, the two sides are arguing endlessly, and these three couplets, no matter good or bad, can be used to ease the tense atmosphere in the hall.

Before I could ask which Young Master Han it was, the maid cleared her throat and said loudly.

"Everyone, please be safe and don't be impatient, there are three more couplets here, please judge!"

All the guests were stunned when they heard the words, and subconsciously stopped the quarrel.

Seeing this, the two maids breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately unfolded the first second couplet without caring much.

The scroll hangs down and unfurls, a line of chic and unrestrained cursive script catches the eyes of everyone, and before discussing its content in detail, some people praise it.

"Good calligraphy!"

"This man's cursive script is crazy but not chaotic, and his brushwork is strong. Given time, maybe he can become a school of his own!"

……

When everyone was amazed at the writing skills on the scroll, a middle-aged Confucian scholar took the lead in reading the contents.

The first couplet is: "Green water has no worries, and the face is wrinkled by the wind."

And the second couplet on the scroll reads, "Qingshan is not old, but has a white head."

"hiss……!"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar paused first, then suddenly gasped, and stopped moving in place.

Immediately, other people also began to recite this couplet.

After reading it, everyone's reaction was surprisingly unanimous.

Accompanied by the sound of gasping one after another, the originally noisy hall suddenly became audible!

Even Qin Yujiao, who had been covering her mouth as if watching a joke, couldn't help laughing.

After seeing clearly the second line on the scroll, they all opened their small mouths wide, and their beautiful eyes stared blankly at the scroll, their eyes seemed shocked, yet obsessed.

After a long silence.

"Miaozai, Miaozai, Miaozai...!"

An old child who was sixty years old broke the silence of the audience and shouted excitedly.

"The beauty of this couplet is enough to be praised through the ages!"

Chapter 49 The First Merry Talent

"Green water is not worry-free, and the face is wrinkled by the wind, and the green hills are not old, but have snow-white heads."

The seemingly simple confrontation, in which no matter the scenery, artistic conception, or even the emotions contained in it, are all ingeniously related, which is breathtaking!

Following the old Confucian's admiration, the whole hall seemed to be detonated.

Numerous literati and sons competed to praise him, and they all described it with the word "absolute".

Even Li Heng, who was quite arrogant and refused to bow his head to Wu Zhenghao, couldn't help showing shock and admiration when he saw this second couplet.

Even the girls in the pavilion, who were spectating lively, couldn't help their beautiful eyes glowing and their hearts fluttering when they read this beautiful second couplet.

At the same time, in the wing room behind the screen on the third floor, a beautiful figure with a graceful figure and a light veil all moved slightly and chanted softly.

"Qingshan is not old, but has snow-white hair, such a wonderful second line, and I don't know who is right."

Seeing the unprecedented hot atmosphere in the hall, Wu Zhenghao, who was originally smug, couldn't help but look at Liu Fangdao.

"This...what's going on, this second couplet...is it better than ours?"

Liu Fang, who had always been confident in his mind, showed the same shocked and inexplicable expression at the moment. He looked around and couldn't help talking to himself.

"This...who exactly made this second couplet? Could it be that some great Confucian from the empire personally came here?"

After thinking about it, he felt that it was impossible, even if those great scholars had such talents, it would be impossible for them to show up in such a romantic place as the Golden Pavilion, Liu Fang hurriedly comforted Wu Zhenghao and said.

"Second young master, don't worry. Although this second couplet is good, it may just be a coincidence. There are three couplets in total, and the last two may not be brilliant."

Wu Zhenghao nodded again and again when he heard the words, and shouted arrogantly from the air.

"Quickly spread out the other two couplets, I want to see if this young man is talent or luck?"

As soon as this remark came out, it also reminded everyone present that this person still had two couplets yet to be published, and they immediately followed suit.

Under the urging of everyone, the maid unfolded the other two couplets together.

The upper couplet of the second couplet is: "Shuiluzhou, the state stops the boat, but the boat travels to the island."

The second couplet on the scroll reads: "Tianxin Pavilion, the pigeons have fallen from the pavilion, and the pigeons have not flown from the pavilion."

The upper couplet of the third couplet is: "Water with insects is turbid, water with fish is fishing, water is water, rivers and lakes are Miaomiao."

The second couplet on the scroll is: "The base is under the tree, the end is above the tree, the wood is wood, the pines and cypresses are dense."

The two second couplets are exhibited at the same time, which has a shocking effect, which is better than that of the first couplet.

The guests at the scene looked at these two couplets, and they were all dumbfounded, "It's like seeing a ghost"!

The old Confucian who praised the first couplet before, after seeing the two couplets, his breathing increased, his face turned red, and he lost his voice in shock.

"This...how is this possible!"

There is no other reason why this person is so shocked, it is because these two second couplets are not inferior to the first one, they are all seamless and perfect!

For example, in the third second couplet, the couplets given by Li Heng and Wu Zhenghao are all next to the word "gold". appropriate.