Happy Little Scholar

"Shui Tiao Ge Tou...Shui Tiao Ge Tou..., I'm afraid no one will dare to write a Mid-Autumn Festival poem at today's poetry gathering!" The face of the talented scholar surnamed Wan showed a bewildered look, and his mind was shaken by the paper raft in his hand.

"Not only today's poetry gathering, I'm afraid from now on, Mid-Autumn Festival poems... will not be easy to write." Yang Yanzhou's eyes also showed shock. Even though he was called the first talent in Qing'an Prefecture by everyone, he could not write a poem of this level anyway.

At this time, all the talented scholars in the field no longer made the noise just now. Yang Yanzhou's eyes swept over the paper raft again, and finally noticed the name below. He was suddenly startled and exclaimed: "Li Yi!"

"What?"

Everyone around was shocked when they heard the words, and they all looked down. The next moment, there was a greater uproar.

"He is Li Yi!"

"Li Yi of "Magpie Bridge Fairy"?"

"Did he also write "Drinking Alone Under the Moon"?

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When they saw the signature of the poem, they were more surprised than the poem itself.

Since the Qixi Festival a month ago, everyone had different guesses about who the author of "Magpie Bridge Fairy" was, but it is undeniable that this person is amazingly talented. Just based on the Qixi Festival poem, he has been elevated to a position comparable to Yang Yanzhou and Shen Zhao.

Including Yang Yanzhou, there are countless people who want to meet the talented man named Li Yi, but no one has fulfilled their wish.

No one expected that he would appear in this way. With a wave of his hand, he wrote a Mid-Autumn Festival poem of a high standard. Not to mention Shen Zhao, even among the talented men of Jingguo, who can compare with him?

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but glance at Shen Zhao who was still writing happily, and the expression on his face was particularly wonderful.

A month ago, because of the "Magpie Bridge Fairy", Shen Zhao tore his masterpiece to pieces in front of many talented people in Qing'an Prefecture, and vowed not to write Qixi poems anymore... After today, I'm afraid he won't be able to write Mid-Autumn poems anymore, right?

"If love lasts forever, why should we be together day and night"... "

"Raise the cup to invite the bright moon, and the shadow becomes three people"... "

"I wish you a long life, and we can share the beauty of the moon together even though we are thousands of miles apart"..."

Yang Yanzhou muttered these words, with a self-deprecating smile on his face, and said: "Everyone says that I, Yang Yanzhou, am the most talented person in Qing'an Prefecture. I have never lost in poetry and prose when competing with others. Today I know that there are people who are better than me, and there are heavens beyond heaven. From now on, don't mention the title of the most talented person in Qing'an Prefecture..."

"Brother Yanzhou..."

The talented person surnamed Wan opened his mouth, but finally just patted him on the shoulder and said nothing.

The poems "Magpie Bridge Fairy", "Drinking Alone Under the Moon", and "Water Melody Song" are enough to scare many people to death. If Yang Yanzhou still holds the title of the first talent in Qing'an Prefecture, it is not a compliment to him, but a great irony.

He looked at the scholar's back with a complicated expression and sighed in his heart...

Since Li Yi was born, why was Yang Yanzhou born!

He couldn't help but look in the direction of Shen Zhao. He must have committed too many sins in his previous life, and he had to compete with such a person. After today, Shen Zhao might not be able to gain a foothold among the literati in Qing'an Prefecture.

"You see, although this style is not bound by rules, the brushwork is smooth, the structure is simple, the strokes are continuous, and the frenzy is beautiful. He must have a deep attainment in calligraphy!" A talented man stared at the manuscript on the table and suddenly exclaimed.

Hearing this, everyone looked down. For some reason, the handwriting that looked like a child's random scribbles just now seemed much more pleasing to the eye. There seemed to be some kind of rhythm between the lines. Thinking carefully, what the talented man said just now seemed to make some sense.

"Brother Wang is right. We are short-sighted and almost saw it wrong!"

"Not bad, not bad. How could someone with such talent not understand calligraphy?"

"Could it be that this style of writing was created by this brother?"

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Yang Yanzhou stood aside, listening to everyone's comments, and a trace of doubt appeared on his face.

Could it be that the other party's realm was really too high, and with his attainments in calligraphy, he could not comprehend the beauty of this style of writing?

Even Li Yi couldn't help blushing when he heard these words.

He coughed twice to cover up the embarrassment in his heart. When he put down the pen, he saw Li Xuan, Wan Ruoqing, Zeng Zuimo and others standing behind him, looking at him with complicated eyes.

"What's wrong? Is there ink on my face?" Li Yi was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion.

He stretched out his hand and wiped it randomly on his face, then looked down at his palm. There was no ink?

No one nodded, and no one spoke. Li Xuan looked at him with burning eyes, as if he had just met him for the first time.

Originally, he thought that the other party was just an interesting scholar who was good at painting, greedy for money, had a poor alcohol tolerance, and had a character that matched his own. In addition, he cured his mother's depression, which greatly increased his favorability in his heart and he was willing to associate with him...

But who would have thought that this scholar who seemed to have no outstanding advantages except for his good looks, was so talented that even the first talent in Qing'an Prefecture had to admit defeat?

This guy was actually better at hiding than himself!

Wan Ruoqing Zeng Zuimo and others were no less shocked than him.

Tonight, we first learned that the young man yesterday was Li Yi who wrote "Magpie Bridge Fairy". He was still in shock. "Water Melody Song Head" appeared again, which stunned the talented men present and also stunned them.

Especially when they thought that he was still a member of Yunying Poetry Society in name, they all had a suspicion that they were dreaming now...

"Pah!"

Shen Zhao threw the pen in his hand on the table. The handwriting on the rice paper was vigorous and powerful. Even if the content was ignored, it could be regarded as a good calligraphy work.

After all, his reputation as the second talented man was not blown by the wind. Shen Zhao certainly had some ability to be recognized by many arrogant talents in Qing'an Prefecture.

Turning his head and taking a look, he found that the scholar opposite seemed to have finished writing. He pulled the corner of his mouth and strode over.

Due to the distance, Shen Zhao did not hear the discussion here when he was concentrating on writing just now. At this moment, he walked to Li Yi's table, looked down, and the expression on his face was stunned, and then he laughed.

"Is this your poem or a random doodle by a child?"

At this moment, Shen Zhao had no doubts about the outcome of this competition.

However, as he laughed, his laughter gradually became smaller.

Because at this moment, he was the only one laughing in the field.

The surrounding talents looked at him with strange eyes.

The smile on Shen Zhao's face froze, and he suddenly felt something very bad in his heart.

"Brother Shen..."

Just then, Su Wentian came over in a daze, holding a paper raft in his hand, looked at Li Yi with a very complicated look, and handed the raft to Shen Zhao.

[ps: In order to prevent you from saying that I am out of context again, turn down, the second chapter will be there soon. 】