The Song Dynasty's kindness towards scholars and officials caused all kinds of strange things.

Kou Zhun lit a hundred candles every night to have guests, which was noisy and bustle, but it was a hot drink, and it didn't show any charm. When he saw that the three days of the day, the guests stumbled and returned. It was possible that Zhang San kowtowed and brought a small bag on his head, and it might be that Li Si's legs were broken and dispersed.

Song Qi went up to the next level, drinking and enjoying the sky while watching the sky, which was not beautiful. So he ordered people to surround them with curtains, lit giant candles inside, and countless beautiful prostitutes sang and danced. It was dawn, it was dawn, it was dawn, it was dawn, it was dawn, it was dawn, it was dawn, it was dawn, it was dawn, it was dawn, it was dawn, it was dawn, it was dawn, it was dawn, it was dawn, it was almost done, and as soon as the curtain was opened, it was dumb and the sun was noon.

But a few people have long gone beyond this state of showing off their wealth.

For example, Yan Shu, who is richer than Song Qi, has higher knowledge and more elegant behavior, is not a pity. He sat in front of the pavilion and placed a table of wine, and asked the servants to bring some elegant side dishes, and then drank with a few confidants while talking about the romantic and romantic scenes, and then sang: "The flowers on the side of the tower pass by, and swallows fly in the middle of the curtain."

This is the foundation of leisure, elegance and tranquility.

Zheng Lang did it more thoroughly than him and did not have any fame or fame.

Do you have to practice four novel calligraphy just to make a small bad? You even have to hold a knife and study it on the bamboo tube every day?

This is his hobby for elegant things. In order to satisfy this hobby, he finds an excuse for himself to soothe his heart, and it is his own heart!

The weather gradually became hotter, and Zheng Lang finally practiced the fourth style of calligraphy.

Liu Luoguo’s Tai Chi book, but Zheng Lang made fun of it as a meat book.

Liu Luoguo's calligraphy is very bloated, which is a taboo for calligraphers, but some of his calligraphy makes people feel that it is appropriately bloated and actually becomes one, so people praise it as Hunran Tai Chi.

It was too exaggerated. But his pen was thick, heavy, and thick, and large ink seemed to have some advantages. So he chose it and used it as the fourth strange character. After many funny people's revisions, Liu Luoguo's words were not surprising. However, in the Song Dynasty, it would also make people stunned.

However, Zheng Lang had to figure out one more problem before practicing.

Some people say that Liu Yong's calligraphy originated from Yan style, and made a breakthrough in Yan style, turning the majesticity of Yan style into richness. But some people think that it is not the case. Qianlong liked Guange style. As the Minister of Personnel of the Prince Shaobao, Liu Yong dared not violate this trend. So he started with Dong Zhao, added thick ink to their fonts and wrote fat pens. This way, he was not far away from the holy favors, but also away from the dullness of Guange style. It seems that he had also succeeded.

It doesn't matter if you say it, but writing it must be clarified.

It got hotter and a few good brothers arrived again.

Wu Sanlang said, "Dalang, Bai Yuniang and Tan Wan have sent you a message to you and ask you to go to Zhengzhou City."

"Yes, you received someone's matte palette and harp hairpin last time, but you haven't gotten back yet." Jiang Jia Erlang also said.

"Do you think I'm really receiving their gifts for nothing?" Zheng Lang asked back and sat down to ponder. When he heard some news about the city, Wu Sanlang and others were coaxing him and asking for a few people to compete with each other. They were small in power and could not coax him. However, there were many people involved in the matter and more curious people. No one mentioned it. If someone mentioned it, he would also think, yes, these five people have their own advantages, but who can rank first?

This will make the momentum more and more powerful.

As for this result, on the way back that day, I almost missed it from my mind and thought of it.

However, there was no movement in the first five lines.

But this is a superficial phenomenon.

Of course, once they win the big competition, it means that their status leaps up and make a fortune every day. If they lose, they will especially fall into the last place, and they will become a phoenix with hair falling off. Before they are absolutely sure, none of them dare to respond.

But there were constant small movements in secret, including asking Wu Sanro to send a message.

In fact, in Zhengzhou, he had half of his reputation and bad reputation at this time, so he had to thank Gao Yanei, Ma Yanei and others for their efforts. At first, they did not dare to make some small moves. Finally, after seeing Liu Zhizhou sending the poem to Bianliang City, he became bolder. So he told everyone that he was copying it, but Liu Zhizhou didn't see it. However, there were countless experts in Tokyo, so how could he not see it? If it were really what he wrote, it would have caused a sensation in Tokyo long ago.

So many experts are in Tokyo, why don’t you recommend this kid?

As for the words, I was negligent and did not mention them. The inability to distinguish them was witnessed by thousands of people.

Even Chen Siniang made them say it very unbearable, but Chen Siniang was born in a place of flowers and willows, so she didn't care much. On the contrary, her time in the Zheng family made her feel very satisfied.

If you really go there and bring a few good lyrics, it will be very popular. If you don’t go there, you may not be very worried. Do you want to show off like this?

Suddenly, he came to him, proving that Bai Yuniang and Tan Wan had made small moves under his back. They begged themselves to see if they could have a glimmer of hope.

After analyzing it, he said, "Let me go out and have a walk."

"Okay," the teenagers jumped.

But they brought some tools, a few shovels, and two saws, and then they came to the two earthen mountains of their homes.

The pears have already hung branches, and small green fruits are very cute on the branches. The green leaves are shady, the mountain wind is cool, and the scenery is pleasant. Young Master Cen shouted: "The scenery here is very good, why don't you bring us here at once?"

"Okay, what if I spend some money in the future, I will build a small pavilion here and hold a poem in three or five days?"

When writing a poem, Mr. Cen was so scared that he didn't dare to speak.

After passing through the pear forest, I came to the small bamboo forest. This was a real bamboo carving. I had to find some beautiful bamboo roots, and while searching, I asked a few people to dig it. Wu Sanlang wiped his sweat and asked, "Dalang, what are you going to do?"

"In a month, you will know what I mean."

"Can you tell us in advance?"

"No, the secret of heaven cannot be revealed, and you must not be revealed to the outside world, otherwise I will be uneasy."

"Here."

After digging for a while, many birds were scared away, several small flowers and plants were trampled to death, twenty or thirty bamboos were destroyed, and finally found seven more satisfied bamboo roots and said, "Okay."

"That's good?" Jiang Erlang looked at these strange-shaped bamboo roots suspiciously, wondering if it had any involvement with the first competition of the first round, so he asked.

"Well, but I will change my hands. You will find out in a month."

Several teenagers left, and Zheng Lang started to think about it at home.

In fact, I am still practicing, but once this thing appears in the Song Dynasty, if my paintings and lyrics are combined elegantly, it will cause some sensation.

...

A month later, several teenagers came again.

As July approaches, I have sweat all the way and have to drink well water.

After taking a big sip of cool well water, I asked for something.

Zheng Lang took out four pen holders, and several teenagers played with it in surprise.

"This poem is good." I can't tell what's good about it.

"This painting is good." I can't tell what's good about it.

But this pen holder was immediately elegant and interesting with these things. Wei San Shao said loudly: "Lang Gezi, I want one of these things."

"Sanlang, no, I just tried it, and the carving work was rough. After a while, my skills were thick and long. I'll make a better look for you."

"Then this thing..."

"You guys come here," Zheng Lang thought for a while and said, "Wei Sanlang, your family is the same as mine, not in the city. There are many people in the city who don't know the guests in the city. You should complete this task."

"What do you want me to do?"

"You just need to ask a new-faced guest to bring these four things secretly to the city, and give one to each of the tours. You can't let anyone know, nor can you let them know it themselves. Then, when the Mid-Autumn Festival comes, there will be a good show on the banks of the Caishui River."
Chapter completed!