After singing the four lyrics, Lou Yan suddenly struggled out of Liu Yong's arms.

I paid a lot of money and even paid for my health to win this game, but I was so sad that you actually made me lose so badly!

In fact, it is not right. Some of Yan Shu's poems are very elegant, bright and moving, and have endless aftertastes. However, in terms of layering and euphemism, they still cannot keep up with the height of Zhou Bangyan's poems. It is just that later generations despise others and like strong poems, which belittled the value of Zhou Ci.

If this is true, how could Zhou Bangyan's poems be regarded as the first in the Song Dynasty? Su Dongpo, who was so arrogant, dare not argue with him?

In addition, the elegant and graceful people in the world, whether they are Liu Yong, Fan Zhongyan, Ouyang Xiu, Yan Shu, Qian Weiyan, Chen Yaozuo, Yang Yi, Zhang Xian, Mei Yaochen, etc., are all inferior to those of the poems.

It’s useless to invite anyone to come!

Zheng Lang's eyes became colder. He was a kind person. He had a rare prank. As soon as the four words came out, Lou Yan was sad and a little guilty. But when Lou Yan's move to kill the donkey, the only remaining guilt disappeared.

The flowers begin.

Lou Yan was crying but not crying. Most of the people who had money were from good families and were educated. Of course, Wu Sanlang and others were young and ignorant, so they were exceptions. However, if they did not compare, they could still notice it slightly after comparison.

You are a leader, and you are a person with a certain status. You say you are sleeping and taking off your clothes. You can't feel it. Once you are more vulgar! Could it be that you have become a shrew at the village head, with slang all the time, it doesn't matter!

There is another disadvantage. She is deeply in love with Gao Yanei and has rejected many benefactors in recent years, and her popularity is slightly worse.

So except for a few beloved guests who continued to hold their affection for her, the other flowers were thrown into the Ullambana of the four women.

The more people you vote for, the more pitiful the sparse flowers in her Ullambana are.

It's miserable...unbearable to see.

Wu Sanlang and the young men were very happy in the distance, but Zheng Lang repeatedly took care of him beforehand and should not disclose it to anyone, otherwise he would not have to be brothers in the future. At this time, he cannot admit that he has made rapid progress, but his literary cultivation is still far from Zhou Bangyan. After the leak, there are so many people who come to disturb him, and it is also possible that he cannot explain the reason why he wrote these poems.

Several teenagers had to hold it in, but when they saw Lou Yan's big watery eyes, they seemed to cry, so don't mention the relief.

There is another person who is also miserable.

Jiang Xing'er looks clean, but she lost a point in writing before, and lost a point in singing and low-level musical instruments. She lost a point again, and there were few flowers. Seeing that the three women's flowers were getting more and more full, the flowers in her Ullambana were getting more and more pitiful.

I felt a little bitter in my mouth. The reason why I came to participate was because I had this good poem in my hand. I didn’t expect that there would be four poems as soon as they appeared. They were slightly better than Lou Yan’s, but if I fell in fourth place, I would be very sad in the future!

A trace of faint wound flashed through his beautiful and confused eyes.

The little girl couldn't bear to watch it anymore and suddenly said, "Don't worry, you don't rush to join the flowers. My little lady has another good thing!"

As he said that, he took out a pen holder from his arms, with a painting engraved on it and a few lines of words.

My little wife treats it as a treasure every day, and even copying it in the handwriting on it, it must be a good thing. I took it out at this time to add points to my little wife.

In fact, many people were trying to ask about the origin of this poem, but when they saw this thing, they surrounded them one by one. Of course, the ones who surrounded them first were Liu Zhizhou and the others.

Chinese painting uses various brushwork or dyeing ink to form a sense of layering. However, carving can also be done with knife skills, techniques, or depth, to form a sense of layering of the pattern. How could Zheng Lang have this level at this time? It would be nice to be able to use the different colors of bamboo surfaces and bamboo muscles to form some simple layers. The knife technique is also a simple relief method, that is, scraping the non-patterned part flat with a knife to make the pattern part highlight the material. It is not easy, but compared to other more complex carving techniques, it is simpler.

Moreover, Zheng Lang chose the most ordinary ground relief, not multi-layer ground relief or combined ground relief.

Therefore, the ground (referring to the scraped part) is rough, and the outlined knife marks are exposed. The characters and patterns only have images and not much charm. Of course, this can be evaluated in later generations. However, in the Song Dynasty, Wu Zhiyao, the bamboo carving masters of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, and the master Gu Zongyu, who once auctioned more than 10 million yuan in bamboo pen holder works, bamboo high relief landscape figure pen holder, before others appeared together, who dared to say that this pen holder was not well-made?

The irrelevant edges and corners are polished, and the words are faced with each word, accompanied by an exquisite picture, and... characters, after carving, they are waxed, which looks very elegant and interesting.

I have never seen a pen holder that can be played like this, and they all make surprises. This is really an interesting thing!

Liu Zhizhou soon discovered a secret, the word "六".

After playing with everyone, he immediately stared at the words on it. It was the cursive cursive of Huang Shen, a famous calligrapher and painter who simulated the cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cursive cur

After copying, I wrapped in ink and rubbed it on the bamboo tube and carefully carved it out with a knife. It turned into three-dimensional. People who don’t understand look like little snakes crawling. But it is different to those who look like insiders like Liu Zhizhou.

It is not very successful, nor is it very failure. After all, Zheng Lang had a good foundation at this time, and he practiced this poem forty or fifty times in advance. It has already made the expert see the novelty, at least every stroke and every stroke, it seems to be a running snake. Liu Zhizhou murmured: "This is a new cursive script, which seems to evolve from Huaisu's cursive script, and it is different... Huaisu still turns, but this grass still has a stroke and a pause, Huaisu still has smoothness, but this grass is open and elegant. Zheng Xiaolang, come and take a look."

Sier wanted to laugh, but what else could she look at? It was made by her own little group. Zheng Lang secretly pinched her, then held back her laughter, walked over and looked at her, and said, "The magistrate is right instructing her, but she looks a little awkward."

"It's not easy, after all, it's a new font, which is so difficult to break away from the ancient framework, the ancient people's thinking and create a family of originality."

"yes."

Jiang Xing'er said, "The magistrate, I thought so too. When I first received this item, I was surprised. After observing it for a long time, I realized that this style of calligraphy is valuable, and it has a different and majestic atmosphere. However, I have been copying it for a long time, but I cannot get the idea."

Stop copying, Zheng Lang couldn't help but say: "My lady, if you want to copy, you should first do a good job of painting and use the painting as a stroke. It seems that every stroke and every stroke is about to make the painting meaning, and even break the characters for the purpose of painting, and then pursue the image of its arrangement, you can understand a little bit. However, I just saw your calligraphy, and your calligraphy is good for charm, so copying this style is obviously inappropriate."

"Zheng Xiaolang's comment, little lady, don't be stubborn." That's of course. Is there anyone else in this world who knows this kind of calligraphy better than Zheng Lang? Sier wanted to laugh again. Liu Zhizhou didn't know the strangeness of the master and servant, so he asked again: "Can you ask you, who gave this thing?"

"I don't know, and I haven't even seen anyone before. I only heard from my maid that an old farmer entrusted this thing, saying that it was made by his husband and sent it to me. After the slave received this thing, the man had left and disappeared."

Even the servant doesn’t know the origin, how can I find this person?

Everyone was surprised, which was also an anecdote. Maybe it was curiosity, maybe it was praise of the noble man, who wrote this word, wrote this word, and made such elegant things, but he didn't even leave his name and surname, and he had the style of Lin Hejing, so the number of people who threw flowers immediately became more and more.

In the blink of an eye, the flowers in Jiang Xinger caught up with him.

The other three girls were also anxious and pulled the maid beside them. It was difficult for them to say it. They lost their identity, but they could let the maid say it out. So the maid beside the three girls almost said in unison: "My little lady has one of this pen holders."

Such novel and elegant things are the same as the elegant words just now. One of them appears, but there are four. Almost everyone stops together and looks at the other three girls.

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