Yipin Tang

Chapter 239
Fang Xuanling is worthy of being a well-educated person from a scholarly family, and the characters he writes are strange and bold, lonely and handsome, giving people the feeling that every word is like a strong bone.

"For a hundred years, the heavens and the earth will regain their vitality, and the mountains and rivers will be unified and peaceful." Fang Xuanling read it in a low voice after writing a pair of Spring Festival couplets, and couldn't help admiring: "Well, the momentum is magnificent, it is really good!"

Changsun Wuji also nodded slightly: "If you add two lines, it will be a good poem that can be passed down."

Seeing that both Fang Xuanling and Changsun Wuji praised Wang Xiang's Spring Festival couplets, little Lolita said triumphantly, "There are still horizontal criticisms."

"Horizontal batch?"

Wang Xiang said with a smile: "Spring Festival couplets are nothing more than poems. Two sentences are enough. The horizontal comment is for auspiciousness. For this couplet, the words 'Guotai Min'an' should be used."

"Guotai Minan..." Fang Xuanling nodded and said, "Okay, these four words are appropriate, but is there anything else right?"

Wang Xiang smiled wryly and said: "For the Spring Festival couplets that the palace wants, the couplets that Mr. Changsun and Mr. Fang want, as well as Uncle Cheng and General Yuchi, I am afraid that hundreds of couplets are enough."

Fang Xuanling and Changsun Wuji were shocked when they heard what Wang Xiang meant, and they planned to make hundreds of different pairs of Spring Festival couplets.

The two looked at each other, Changsun Wuji said with a smile: "In this case, Zixin is the right one, Lao Fang and I will write."

The kid Li Zhi crowded around the table and looked at Wang Xiang like a monster. His acquaintance with Wang Xiang started from the half song "Song of Snow". Later, after the last two sentences of "Song Xue" came out, Wang Zixin's poems spread all over Chang'an, and now he has to write hundreds of couplets in a row, which is simply unbelievable!
Seeing that Changsun Wuji was ready to write, Wang Xiang blurted out: "The five lakes and the four seas are full of spring, and the thousands of rivers and mountains are full of brilliance. Banner: Vientiane is renewed."

Changsun Wuji's eyes lit up, he wrote and swished the brush, and thought, "There are two good sentences again, this Wang Zixin is really a genius."

Seeing that Changsun Wuji finished writing, Wang Xiang leaned over his head and took a look curiously. He was immediately depressed. He was not good for his appearance. Don't look at Fatty Changsun who squinted his eyes all day and looked like he was ready to cheat others. His writing was similar to his People are completely different. The two lines of characters are vigorous and magnificent, and they penetrate the back of the paper.

"Good handwriting!" Fang Xuanling couldn't help exclaiming when she read Changsun Wuji's handwriting.

Seeing Fatty Changsun's complacent "humble" face, Wang Xiang decided not to give him a chance to be complacent, and blurted out couples of Spring Festival couplets. Usually, Changsun Wuji hadn't finished writing a couplet yet, and the next couplet had already come out, so he had no choice but to write a couplet. Fang Xuanling took over.

In this way, among the three people, one of them speaks in pairs, hardly needing to think, five words, seven words, even eight characters, nine characters, and ten numbers long pairs are readily available, but they are all neat and catchy, while the other two are It is a pen and a book, without any pause.

The rest of the people were dumbfounded.

Seeing that Wang Xiang was about to blurt out the right words again, the little loli shouted: "There are no Spring Festival couplets, little girl, hurry up and prepare more Spring Festival couplets!"

Li Zhi kid also shouted excitedly: "Be prepared, be prepared."

It was only then that Wang Xiang realized that the Spring Festival couplets had been used up, and the red paper that Xiaoya had prepared earlier had been used up in just a short time!
Fang Xuanling and Changsun Wuji were always in a state of high tension, afraid that if they slowed down for a while, they would not have time to write down the couplet that Wang Xiang blurted out. up.

When the two of them relaxed, their wrists felt numb, and they raised their heads to see the thick pile of Spring Festival couplets written in front of them. The surprise on their faces was hard to hide.

They can blurt out to the point that both of them have no time to write, and the whole Tang Dynasty may not be able to find a second person!

Although most of the couplets published later are ordinary auspicious words, which are not so amazing, but they are neat and catchy, and each sentence is easy to understand, auspicious and festive, which is more suitable for the atmosphere of the New Year.

If they just thought Wang Xiang had some poetic talent before, now they are really going to be astonished.

While Xiaoya was going to prepare the red paper for making Spring Festival couplets, Lao Cheng and others all gathered together to pick out the written Spring Festival couplets.

Changsun Wuji quickly protected the Spring Festival couplets and said: "These Spring Festival couplets were written by the old man, so I should let the old man choose first."

Old Cheng said dissatisfiedly, "Aren't they all the same? Zi's newly released Spring Festival couplets can still be different." As he said that, he started to grab the Spring Festival couplets on the table.

This time Fang Xuanling resolutely stood on the side with Changsun Wuji, tightly protecting the written Spring Festival couplets in front of him. He still feels numb in his wrists. Besides, it looks like there are many Spring Festival couplets written, but in fact they are only two or three Ten officers, both he and Changsun Wuji are not enough. Which one of their mansions has dozens of rooms, and the more houses there are, the more doors there will be.

Seeing that they were refusing to give in to each other for the Spring Festival couplets, Wang Xiang shook his head and gave a wry smile, and said, "Actually, we don't need so many Spring Festival couplets. We only need to paste Spring Festival couplets on the doors of some halls. Other bedrooms, kitchens and other places only need to get a few couplets." Once Zhang Da’s blessing is pasted, it will be more festive to keep.”

Lao Cheng let go of Zhangsun Wuji's arm and asked, "What's the word Fu?"

Wang Xiang pointed to the square red paper left on the table and said: "That's it, but I still have to trouble Mr. Zhangsun to wave a penny."

The character "Fu" must be vigorous and full to look good, and it also implies prosperity and abundance. Although Fang Xuanling's characters are good, they are too dry and skinny to be suitable for writing characters of "Fu". Changsun Wuji's characters are just right.

Changsun Wuji managed to protect the Spring Festival couplets from Cheng Yaojin's clutches. Hearing this, he looked up at the square red paper Wang Xiang was pointing at. He thought it was the waste paper left over from cutting the Spring Festival couplets.

Wang Xiang smiled and said, "Just write one word on it."

"One character? The word 'Fu'?" Changsun Wuji asked, since it is called the word "Fu", it should be a "Fu" character.

Wang Xiang nodded and said, "That's right, the word "Fu" should be written in a larger size. It will be so festive to have a big "Fu" on the gate."

Old Cheng nodded seriously and said, "That's right, Zixin's idea is good, write it quickly, write it quickly!"

Changsun Wuji glanced at Lao Cheng angrily, the resentment of snatching the Spring Festival couplets just now has not dissipated, and Changsun Fatty's mind is not as big as his size.

Just writing a single character, although it needs to be relatively large, is still much easier than the non-stop scribbling just now. Changsun Wuji quickly wrote dozens of big blessing characters, the font is full and round, and the big "" The word "Fu" written on red paper does look very festive.

Changsun Wuji didn't care about a few words of blessing, this thing is simple, and he can write as much as he wants after returning home, so he let Lao Cheng and the other "uneducated" share it.

Old Cheng smiled when he got a dozen or so blessings. Wang Xiang felt happy and said with a smile, "Uncle Cheng, remember to post these blessings backwards when you go home."

(End of this chapter)