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Chapter 29 Battle of the Storm

The golden light tear opens all the darkness and confusing dawn, and all the majestic buildings in Luoyang City gradually appear before everyone's eyes.

Including the tall and gorgeous buildings in the imperial city.

Wu Zetian looked at everyone, what happened today? It was a good morning court, but there were no three ministers who reported the matter. After looking at it, he finally said, "Lian knows that you are all absent-minded, let's scatter the court.

"Here". This time I was full of energy and answered more readily than anything else.

Wu Zetian also laughed and said, "Dear friends, I want to go to Qinghuafang, but I am interested in accompanying Lian to go there.

"Here".

The answer was even louder this time.

Hearing such a loud and loud voice, even Shangguan Xiaowan and the two eunuchs who were standing aside to serve were amused.

Not far away, I left the hall and the imperial city. I followed the Beiluo River embankment and headed eastward. I turned north after a while. After walking for a while, I saw the location of Qinghuafang.

The door opened. Wang Hua did not come out, only Li Hong came out with a group of people. Some were servants from the Xiangwang's other courtyard, several guards, and ten old men, some of whom recognized him with sharp eyes. These ten old men were doctors from the Imperial College.

Although the street at the entrance is very wide, it is just a street after all. It is not the large open space in front of the White Horse Temple, nor the larger open space under Qinggangling.

It is easy to imagine what kind of situation it is caused by so many people huddling together. A girl's scream came from the crowd. There were many women, not only fans from all over the country, but also a lady from Luoyang, who liked literati and scholars, and even liked this elegant thing. They all came over. Needless to say, this scream was a certain one, a disciple, who took the opportunity to take advantage of the oil. Some were scolding. The one stole my money.

The chaos was in full swing. But the soldiers who maintained order all the way were all the way, sweating coldly on their heads.

Everyone was thinking of squeezing forward. This situation was really a bit dangerous.

But there is one advantage. Although it is the second day of the second month, when I wake up in the morning, the weather is still a bit cold. After such a squeeze, I don’t know if it’s cold. Some people’s heads are full of sweat.

Seeing this group of people coming out, the crowd finally stopped squeezing and looked at them together.

Li Hong said loudly: "Everyone, our Erlang said it. This time everyone misunderstood what he meant. Erlang's original intention was not to challenge the world. Instead, he played a role in throwing bricks and attracting jade, and published more of the essence of the world in front of the world. It is also beneficial for everyone to complement each other and to make up for each other."

This is a modest saying. Wang Hua mainly deals with the seven surnames and ten families, and destroys their prestige. It is not that Xuanyi is an enemy of other literati in the world.

Li Hong pointed to some wooden walls on the walls and raised her voice again. It would be impossible not to raise it. There was a crowd of people in this long street that could not be seen at first sight. She raised her voice, and it was probably less than 100% of the time she could hear her speech.

"But you have also seen that there are many people coming. In order to make more people appreciate this exchange, my Erlang made this decision. The exchange time is one month, a total of ten rounds. Each round is three days. The first morning is a poem and the afternoon is an article. The next morning is another surprise that Erlang gave to everyone. Maybe someone has heard it. It is the long and short sentences. Among these three rounds, my Erlang wrote it out in three fonts. The next afternoon is a painting. They will be pasted on the wall.

As she said that, she came to the wooden wall. The wooden wall was divided into five grids. The four grids in the front were large in area, and the wooden grid in the back was smaller in area. Li Hong posted four large labels: poems, articles, characters, paintings and chess, and was written in common small cursive style like Wang Drawing. The fonts fly vigorously and shine with a shining shiny under the sunlight!

Many people just came to be envious of their reputation and had never seen Wang Hua's calligraphy. Today, when I saw these big words, I couldn't help but burst out with a loud shout of praise!

A good character, even this little piece of grass is enough to make him proud of the book forest, and no matter his more famous big piece of grass, it is only known in the legend. Unfortunately, Zhang Yizhi's status is becoming more and more noble now. Most people cannot enter, and they cannot appreciate the crazy and heart-warming characters like a shocking dragon and phoenix.

But after this scream, the matter came out again, and the people behind couldn't see it, so they squeezed forward again, and the soldiers were so scared that they scolded. Seeing these crazy crowds, although Li Hong was very proud, only Erlang could make the people in the world so crazy, but his pretty face was a little pale, and he was afraid that something would happen.

After posting the five words, Li Hong hurried back to the gate. Well, it was dangerous outside now.

She said again: "Did you see those five characters and each wooden grid below? My Erlang will post each work in the corresponding wooden grid in the future. As for that word, put it in the characters. Everyone, if you think there is a work that can be taken, you can post it in the back, and then you can select the works of all the people of Luoyang and all the great scholars, painters and talents from all over the Great Zhou Dynasty. But there is one thing. Due to the limited number of swords and two, if the works that Zhang Tiebu went to are not very good, then tear it down, Kechuan. In order to show fairness, this work is personally hosted by ten doctors in the Imperial College. Change every three days

..

After hearing this, the ten old doctors straightened their waists and hosted the grand event, and their faces were also very glorious.

Everyone nodded after hearing this. It was indeed fair and they were all displayed under everyone's noses. Even if the royal family helped Wang Hua, or if some people helped the seven surnames and ten families, they would not. The main thing was to give a scholar who wanted to become famous. If he wrote it well, he would hang it on the wall, but he was not torn off by this ten-doctor. It was better to hang it on three days than to take any path he took. Some scholars began to think about whether their works were well written and could they show off?

This was also Wang Hua's helpless move. So many people flocked to Luoyang and all entered the Prince's villa. It was impossible. Therefore, this method came up with this method. But because of this method, this competition really became a grand event for the scholars of all over the world!

Li Hong said again: "My Erlang also asked me to explain here that people have self-knowledge, such as calligraphy or painting skills. He dare not say that he is unparalleled in the world. But it is better than nothing, because he has been no one to give advice since he was a child and his family is not good. He can only ride on the back of a cow while thinking. Sometimes because he has no money, he has to use a tree stick to write painting on the ground.

This is playing the tragedy card.

Never say that this trick doesn't work. People have sympathy, even Qin Qiang also has it. Otherwise, some people will still be upset about Wang Hua. Wang Hua does not need to be enemies with scholars all over the world.

Everyone has heard of Wang Hua’s story, thinking of his miserable childhood and youthful life. For the sake of life, he actually came to Luoyang to make a living. Everyone was silent again. However, it was this sentence that many people from all over the world began to shift their direction to Wang Hua’s side again!

"As a result, the path he took is different, whether it is a book bath or a painting technique, it is different from the orthodox teachings. Therefore, this time, the discussion is about novelty. Can this painting technique and calligraphy guide a path for future generations and let more painting techniques and calligraphy appear in front of the world.

This especially made those old scholars embarrassed. Their calligraphy and painting skills were copied by their predecessors and they were all set. Although they could compete with this arrogant boy in calligraphy and painting skills, they might not be sure of being innovative.

Li Hong said again: "This was the situation two days ago. On the third day, it was the piano, and it was not a piano skill, but a new music. This made everyone embarrassed. After all, playing requires a quiet environment. The yard is so big, so there should not be too many people entering. My Erlang calculated the living room and released two hundred quotas. You can collect these quotas at the Imperial College, not by identity or status, but by speaking with piano skill. After receiving the card code, you can enter. But one thing is that each new song will be handed over the score immediately for everyone to appreciate.

"As for chess skills, it is also a ten-game game, and the time is still a three-day turn. I posted it here. If anyone can crack it, you can enter the mansion on the afternoon of the second three days, and Erlang will discuss with you in person.

This is the specific rules. Do you think it's fair or not?"

"Okay!" He shouted like a splash. This means that everyone is refereeing, which is better than the Zheng family's move in Qinggangling. I don't know how fair it is. It's impeccable.

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd again. As the spread spread, the people behind also knew the rules mentioned by Li Hong. But the excitement of the crowd became even stronger. In this month, no matter what they themselves were, it was possible to see all the best calligraphy in the Great Zhou world now! The best poems! The best articles and paintings, as well as countless new songs and some wonderful endgames.

It was indeed a grand event, it was worth a trip to Luoyang by myself.

"Since everyone has no doubts, then let's start!" After Li Hong said that, Aunt Gongsun took out the first scroll.

The little girl was very cautious, even more cautious than the concubine who carried Zheng Sanlangjun that night, just like holding Qianjun in her hand.

The two Prime Minister's Mansions, which are now servants under Xiao Yuzhen, came to the wooden wall with a brush paste and brushed the paste on the wooden board.

In an instant, everyone was silent again, but people from afar stood on tiptoe to watch here.

Aunt Gongsun solemnly came to the brushed paste and slowly opened the scroll.

A piece of sunshine shone on her face, making the little girl look more heroic, but at this time, you can clearly see some sweat beads on her face, if the same pearls were hung on her white little face.

The scroll was straightened in her hand, and then Aunt Gongsun placed it on the wall and resolutely pasted it!

The battle of storm finally kicked off with this action!
Chapter completed!
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