I go to the ancient imperial examinations

Ms. Chang's eyes widened, and she looked at Zhan Feiyu, who was drinking tea leisurely, with admiration. The first couplet stumped all the noble ladies present. Even if she came prepared, Ms. Zhan's fighting power is definitely leveraged. of.

Compared to Ms. Chang's watching the fun, Zhan Feiyu's leisurely, Wen Ruyi, who is the most talented woman in the capital, is looking more and more ugly at the moment. She was extorted 1 taels of silver in Duobao Pavilion, and she can still say that she is not on guard against villains , which was calculated.

But now that the upper line is here, if I can't match the lower line, the name of this talented woman will become a big joke.

Ms. Chen glanced at Zhan Feiyu who was sitting in the corner, her round face was full of resignation, "Sister Wen, smoke locks the willows in the pond, and the lights hang on the brocade threshold. The last sentence has been neatly confronted. Can't think of any other link."

Leaving aside the artistic conception of Yansuo Pond Willow, it is extremely difficult to just want to neatly balance the two characters, and it is not easy to include the five elements in the five characters of the second line.

The few girls who were close also gave up, and she was not considered a talented woman, and with Wen Ruyi standing in front of her, she wouldn't be ashamed if she lost.

A young lady with a strong temper complained angrily, "She came prepared, she is suppressing us and becoming famous in the capital!"

No one wants to be a stepping stone for others, especially if they are overwhelmed by an unknown foreign girl, they feel aggrieved when they think about it, but it doesn't matter whether it is a literary fight or a martial fight, they can't fight!Even more angry.

Thinking of this, someone couldn't help but glared at Ms. Li angrily. She caused trouble but dragged everyone into the water and embarrassed her!
"I..." Miss Li's face turned pale.

Just now she was content to integrate into the circle of noble girls like Wen Ruyi, but in an instant she was hostile by everyone. Ms. Li, who was outraged by the public, did not dare to blame Wen Ruyi and the others, and her anger instantly went to Zhan Feiyu.

"You said that you have been thinking hard for many years, so you must have come up with a lot of couplets. Why don't you let us hear it!" Miss Li said viciously. If she didn't know that Zhe Jing couldn't beat Zhan Feiyu, Miss Li would have wanted to fight .

"This upper couplet can be said to be absolute, and we also want to hear the second couplet that Miss Zhan has been thinking about for many years."

"I'm not very talented, and I get a headache when I see these poems and words on weekdays. I also ask Miss Zhan to enlighten me, so that my elm head can gain insight."

"Since Miss Zhan dared to say the first couplet today, she would have come up with the second couplet a long time ago. Sister Wen, we didn't lose. After all, we can come up with the second couplet if we give us a year."

Everyone talked in a hurry, holding on to Zhan Feiyu's words of "thinking hard for many years". Since it is absolute, let alone a few years, even decades, they may not be able to come up with a second line.

Wen Ruyi also accepted the words with a smile at this time, and lowered her posture, "I also ask Miss Zhan to enlighten me, and Ruyi will listen carefully."

Facing everyone's hostility, Zhan Feiyu put down his teacup, "Miss Wen, don't belittle yourself so much. In fact, whether it's the first couplet or the second couplet, it's all made by predecessors."

With a twinkle in her eyes, Wen Ruyi got up and looked at Miss Chang, "Please trouble Sister Chang to prepare the pen and ink, and please ask Miss Zhan to write down the second couplet, let us copy it and take it home to taste slowly."

"Okay." Ms. Chang nodded and asked the maid to prepare pens, ink, paper and inkstones. Sister Wen wanted to win a round in calligraphy.

After half an hour.

Seeing Zhan Feiyu pick up a brush, Wen Ruyi and the others couldn't help but startled. The tip of the brush is soft and round, with poor elasticity, but it has a large ink storage capacity and slow water flow, making it difficult to control its strength.

Therefore, Wen Ruyi and the others usually use Langhao pens, which are sharp and strong, and the characters they write are elegant and dignified. Even if they are not good at calligraphy, they can still write smooth, square, and small letters.

"She is good at cursive script?" Ms. Chen frowned. This couplet can be said to be a coincidence. Miss Zhan's victory is invincible, but writing this cursive script is really hard work.

Looking at Zhan Feiyu's still somewhat childish face, a little girl who was not yet able to reach the top of the calligraphy beat them, wouldn't it make these talented girls lose face?

Zhan Feiyu has been working on "Seventeen Posts" during this time, so the first thing he wrote was cursive script: smoke locks willows in the pond, beacon sells extremely Saihong.Dongzhi strikes the spring water, and the south wing resents the autumn wind.

After finishing the four lines of poems, Zhan Feiyu picked up a pen and dipped in ink and wrote the third poem again: Yansuo Pond Willows, Zhongshen Terraces and Lamps.The heart of the lamp is red and dense, and the willow eyes are green and clear.

The few girls who couldn't help being curious came over to read it silently. This first couplet is absolute, but Miss Zhan wrote three second couplets at once, and the upper and lower couplets are in the three poems respectively. Still the artistic conception is a masterpiece.

"It's just picking up people's teeth." Miss Li curled her lips, with a look of disdain on her face, "What's the point of Ms. Zhan repeating the second couplet of the predecessors, why don't you use your true talents and learning to match the second couplet."

Zhejing is not good at reading, and usually looks down on Ms. Li, who is always fawning on them, she is very satisfied with her words, and echoed loudly: "It's just three poems, take some money out, those sour scholars don't talk about three poems, Even thirty poems can be figured out."

Ms. Chang looked at Ms. Li and Zhe Jing who were talking to themselves. Just these three poems, not to mention ordinary scholars, even those well-educated people in the Imperial Academy may not be able to write them in two or three years.

Besides, Miss Zhan's ability to come up with these three poems shows that the person she knows is definitely a learned Confucian, and this cursive script is calm and elegant, and the atmosphere is transcendent. This is not only hard work, but also talent.

With Miss Zhan's talent, Zhe Jing and the others dared to taunt with words, which was simply playing tricks and making people laugh.

"Master Li was also a top-ranked Jinshi back then, and now he works in the Imperial Academy. Why don't Ms. Li copy a copy and bring it back, and let us read it after Mr. Li's conversation?" Zhan Feiyu dug a hole for Ms. Li with a smile.

If Master Li could stand against this eternal absolute, then he would not be a top-ranked Jinshi back then, even if he was not the number one scholar, he would at least be a Tanhualang, or a second-class Chuanlu.

Wen Ruyi feared that Zhan Feiyu would drag the elders of the Wen family into the water, and said first: "As the saying goes, articles are born naturally, and you can get them by chance. Besides, Mr. Li is busy with official duties, so how can you bother Mr. Li with our boudoir? Young Master and the others are also in the Chang Mansion, please trouble Sister Chang to work hard again."

Wen Ruyi quickly copied these three poems and handed them to Ms. Chang, and dragged scholars like Ning Chenan and Bai Zhaohui who were about to end into trouble. does not matter.

Ms. Chen was already smart, so she clapped her hands and smiled at this moment: "Let them look down on us normally, let them know what is eternal absolute."

Zhan Feiyu doesn't care about Wen Ruyi's misfortune. Maybe Wen Ruyi's talent is worthy of the name, but his character is hard to say.

In less than a quarter of an hour, a group of young talents in the front yard all arrived at the water pavilion. They thought it was just a poem between women, but it was just a trail. Who would have thought that the couplet of Yansuo Pond Willow would really They were all stumped.

"Good calligraphy!" Bai Zhaohui couldn't help admiring, no wonder his father sent the Duan inkstone to Yufeng Building as a thank you gift, and with this cursive script, Miss Zhan would not have buried that Duan inkstone.

This is the third time for Ning Chenan to see Zhan Feiyu. The first time she had a conflict with Zhe Jing in Yufeng Building, and the second time was in Duobao Pavilion. Originally, he didn't like Zhan Feiyu. With a bold and reckless temperament, it is better for a woman to be chaste, quiet and elegant.

But seeing Zhan Feiyu's handwriting at this moment, Ning Chenan couldn't help feeling that he was narrow-minded before. Miss Zhan is definitely not such a headless and reckless temperament like Zhe Jing.

"Cousin." Ms. Li looked at Bai Zhaohui dissatisfied. This bitch hit the big maid next to her aunt before, which meant hitting the faces of the Bai family and the Li family, and her cousin even praised her.

Zhejing was even more dissatisfied at the moment, ever since Ning Chenan stepped into the water pavilion, Zhejing's eyes fell on him obsessively, but Ning Chenan not only didn't notice her, but also looked at Zhan Feiyu with admiring eyes at this moment. It was a treatment that Zhejing had never had.

"Let me see..." Fu Ruilang, who was a step behind, had just spoken halfway, when suddenly a figure squeezed over and snatched the paper from Ning Chenan's hand before him.

After tearing it a few times, Zhe Jing roughly tore the two pieces of paper into pieces, glared at Zhan Feiyu viciously with her distorted face, and scolded sharply: "You shameless bitch! Did you seduce Chen on purpose? Brother An?"

Everyone was taken aback by this turn of events, even Ning Chen'an, who is a gentleman, is also face sinking at this moment.

Fu Ruilang retreated to Bai Zhaohui's side with a whiff, a dead fellow Taoist would never die a poor daoist, a crazy woman like Zhejing, brother Chen'an, please ask for blessings.

The other friends who came together took a few steps back neatly, it wasn't that they were immoral, it was because Zhe Saburo was unreasonable, this "beauty favor" is better for Brother Chen An to bear.