ww.x.om Lanyue Tower, the three elegant rooms on the top floor are all occupied, but they are clearly divided into three circles - the circle of talented people. The reason why they chose this building unanimously is that firstly, Lanyue Tower is the most famous and luxurious in Yangzhou; secondly, it can also be regarded as a kind of battle between them.
In the fight between men of letters, a gentleman talks but does not use his hands, and there is no light or shadow of the sword, but he still refuses to give in an inch of ground.
While pushing cups and changing cups, there was singing and music, which was very entertaining; the constant sound of wind and rain outside the window added a bit of poetry to their ears.
The hot topic during the dinner naturally revolved around the rankings on the list that were about to be announced, and the discussion was full of enthusiasm.
"Liu Tianchen, what do you mean?"
In the private room, Guo Nanming raised his eyebrows high.
Liu Tianchen said coldly: "It's not interesting, I just can't stand it."
"What do you dislike?"
It turned out that Guo Nanming and Liu Tianchen just met by chance in the corridor of the restaurant, but they had a disagreement and had some verbal quarrels.
"Guo Nanming, in the academy, someone respects you as a talented scholar from Jizhou and has always admired you. When the clinker came to Jiangnan, you always inflated other people's ambitions and flattered the talented people from Jiangnan. You have ruined your integrity for no reason. It's really embarrassing. Not eye-catching."
Guo Nanming's handsome face turned red and he said angrily: "Brother Mei and I have made friends through literature, so how can we talk about having bad feet? Liu Tianchen, please explain it to me clearly."
Liu Tianchen was not to be outdone: "Birds of a feather flock together, you and I all represent Jizhou and the Academy, and yet you stick together with Mei Xuehai and the others every day. Why is that so?"
Hearing this, Guo Nanming was speechless. What the other party said was unreasonable. The literary field is like a battlefield. Logically speaking, I really shouldn't get too close to Mei Xuehai and the others at this juncture. It's just that the literary field is by no means a real battlefield. It's normal for friends to come and go
For a moment, he didn't want to argue anymore, and rolled his sleeves and said: "Liu Tianchen, that's just your personal opinion. Please don't impose it on others. As a scholar, you should be broad-minded. How can you be rigid and unsophisticated? Just say Ye Junsheng, every day Hiding at home behind closed doors and working behind closed doors is not the right thing to do."
Liu Tianchen laughed and said, "Jun Sheng calls for recharging his energy. Just take a look. Jun Sheng must have a place among the top three on this list."
He is very confident in Ye Junsheng¡¯s calligraphy skills.
"What a great statement, 'There must be a place among the top three'."
Suddenly someone sneered and said.
But it was the dispute between Guo Nanming and Liu Tianchen that alarmed the people in the private room. One after another, the ones who came out to see what happened were Mei Xuehai and Gu Dawen. The speaker was none other than Gu Dao.
After a while, someone came out of the third private room. It was Liu Linyuan and others, all acquaintances.
Gu Wendao glanced at Liu Tianchen: "Is this a fellow competitor?"
Liu Tianchen¡¯s expression froze. Shaked his head.
"Haha, that's ridiculous. How can people who are not even qualified to compete make comments and speak shamelessly?"
Liu Tianchen gritted his teeth and said, "Although a certain person is not qualified to participate, he is not blind."
Gu Wenwen was noncommittal: "My eyes are not blind, but my vision is short-sighted. I am a frog at the bottom of a well."
Liu Tianchen suddenly became angry: "So, do you dare to take a bet with me?"
"Why don't you dare?"
Gu Wenwen was waiting for this sentence - Ye Junsheng's poetry is extraordinary, but he has become famous after all. Time is too short. Besides, his calligraphy is far less famous than his lyrics.
On this point, Gu Wendao claimed to be very accurate. In this competition, there are so many strong people. Even he dare not pat his chest and say that he will be in the top three. So what virtue and ability does Ye Junsheng have?
The measurement standards for calligraphy are far more complex and strict than the requirements for poetry. Stroke by stroke, the research went very deep.
Liu Tianchen reached out, took out the money bag, and threw it on the table: "I have fifteen taels of silver here, so I will bet on this."
Gu Wendao didn't take this small amount of money seriously. He raised his hand and a servant behind him took out a fifteen-tael silver note and put it together with the money bag. Then he bowed to the people around him and said, "You might as well be a witness, lest someone loses and defaults."
Hearing what he said, all the talented people watching smiled knowingly. The competition for the best talent in the world, the top three on the list, is easier said than done. Even if it's just a top three position in a small unit, it's no easy feat. Everyone has heard of Ye Junsheng's lyrics, but very few have seen his calligraphy.
In this bet, most of the people present believed that Gu Daodao would definitely win.
Seeing the development of the situation, Mei Xuehai shook her head slightly.?: Boring. He said to Guo Nanming: "Nanming, let's go in and continue drinking."
Guo Nanming hesitated for a moment, but finally followed in.
"Nan Ming, is that a classmate from Guanchen Academy?"
Guo Nanming nodded.
Mei Xuehai smiled and said: "It can be seen that this son and Ye Junsheng should have a good relationship."
"Well, there are not many people who can talk to Ye Junsheng, and he is one of them."
Guo Nanming said. In fact, in his opinion, Ye Junsheng's character is not eccentric and cold. How can I put it, there is always a lack of topics to talk about. When faced with the situation, it is difficult to say many words. Of course, because of some frictions in the past, Guo Nanming did not think that he and Ye Junsheng could confide in each other and become good friends.
"Is Ye Junsheng's calligraphy really famous in Jizhou?"
Mei Xuehai changed the topic and turned to a crucial point.
Guo Nanming was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "Above me." He was an extremely arrogant person, and he would never bow his head and admit defeat easily, but what happened in Jizhou almost made him completely defeated. With these heart-breaking words, Unspeakable.
Mei Xuehai¡¯s eyes flickered, she didn¡¯t expect him to speak so directly. But even so, Mei Xuehai doesn't think Ye Junsheng can be among the top three in the calligraphy unit, because Guo Nanming's level, that is, the top twenty position, is better than him, and it doesn't mean anything.
"Haha, now that I say that, I am becoming more and more interested in him."
When I went north to Jizhou, I had the intention of "discussing" poetry with Ye Junsheng. Now that we meet on the big stage of the talent competition, it is the perfect opportunity. That's not just comparing poetry, but comparing all talents.
?????????????????????? If Ye Junsheng¡¯s level is too low and he can¡¯t win with force, it will be meaningless.
"The list is announced! The list is announced!"
Suddenly there was a shout like a pig being killed, but two or three errand boys rushed back to Lanyue Building from the direction of the academy in the rain, running and shouting all the way, attracting the attention of countless people. .
This situation is comparable to when the imperial examination results were released.
?Perhaps for many literary talents, the significance of this talent competition is even more important than the imperial examination. There is an imperial examination every three years, and the talent competition may only be held once. If you miss it, you will never have the chance again. The most important thing is that the saint writes with his pen!
"The most gifted man in the world" was hung on the door, the military attache dismounted, the civil servant fell off the bridge, and it was a supreme honor.
¡°Where¡¯s the list, take it out quickly!¡±
As soon as the boy went upstairs, he was surrounded by a group of scholars. They all stretched their necks, wanting to see the transcribed list first.
¡°Masters, don¡¯t be anxious, we¡¯re here.¡±
The young man was not in a hurry, and carefully took out the list that he had hidden close to his body. He took it and handed it over to the master who sent him out to find out the news.
After experiencing the initial commotion, everyone¡¯s emotions slowly calmed down.
I saw that the list was copied neatly and was divided into four large parts, A, B, C and D, which belong to the four classification standards of grades. Each person's name was written clearly, stroke by stroke.
In the calligraphy unit competition, if the result is only the lowest B grade, you will be directly eliminated and will not be able to participate in other subsequent competitions. From this standpoint, it does not mean that people in the second class write poorly, but that they are relatively disadvantaged compared to others. This is because there is a certain number of eliminated spots in each unit and must be taken up.
As soon as the list was spread out, almost everyone's eyes automatically ignored the words at the back, but focused on the first-class column, directly looking at the names of the talents with the best results¡ª¡ª
"Wow!"
A large group of exclamations exploded like a wave stirred by a hurricane, and then the scene fell into an unspeakable silence.
"What's the matter?"
"What happened?"
With the announcement of the list, everyone couldn't stay in the private room and poured out of the hall. The hall was much larger and very lively.
There are too many people, and two or three lists are obviously not enough, so many people are blocked from the circle. Of course, you can¡¯t see the specific content even if you jump up. In this era, there are many scholars who are short-sighted and have no glasses to use.
The less I can see it, the more anxious I feel.
Mei Xuehai and others were still in the private room without looking at the list. They were the first to hear such an unreasonable exclamation, and they couldn't help but look puzzled.
The next moment, the answer was revealed:
"The best talent in the world competition, calligraphy unit, first grade"There are three people, ranked in no particular order: Mei Xuehai, Song Xiaofeng, Ye Junsheng"
Mei Xuehai and Song Xiaofeng are both the three great talents in the south of the Yangtze River. They have great reputations and have been famous for a long time. They are among the top three talents. The key is that the name "Ye Junsheng" is really a bit eye-catching, which makes people not accept it at first.
Gu Wendao glanced at the list. His name appeared in the third place of Class B. The ranking was not low. It could be said that it exceeded expectations. It should have been a happy thing. But when I saw Ye Junsheng's name appearing in the first-class column, with every stroke of his hand drawn and his teeth flexing, all the excitement disappeared without a trace. From disbelief to belief, a strong sense of frustration was like a dark cloud. The top is so heavy that one can hardly breathe.
"Haha, I just said, Junsheng will definitely be promoted to the top three. If you win, win well."
Liu Tianchen¡¯s laughter was so wild that he almost got carried away, but at this time, no one had the courage to refute.
"This talented man, if you lose, you won't default on your debt. There are so many testimonies."
Liu Tianchen doesn¡¯t want to give up to Gu Dawen because he is unreasonable.
In the private room, Mei Xuehai still had a smile on her face, but she was obviously a little stiffer. She suddenly asked: "What sentence did Ye Junsheng write in calligraphy?"