The Favoured Medical Princess: 471 Promotion

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After grinding the ink, Xiao Fei put down the ink ingot. At this time, Qiao Ruolan's maid had already grinded the ink. Du Xinmin looked at Xiao Fei slowly swallowing the ink, feeling a little impatient in his heart and curled his lips in disdain. , I just felt that Xiao Fei was deliberately delaying time.

As soon as Xiao Fei stopped her hand, Du Xinmin couldn't wait to ask: "Cousin Fei, can we start?"

Xiao Fei smiled faintly, ignored it, looked at Qiao Ruolan and said, "Cousin Lan, how about starting now?"

Qiao Ruolan agreed, and the maids laid out paper for them. Each of them picked up a wolf brush, dipped it in ink, and started writing separately.

The 100-year-old picture is to write the word "longevity" in one hundred different shapes. In Dayu, the 100-year-old picture is often used as a gift to congratulate the elders on their birthdays. Many girls who were watching have also written The picture of a hundred years of longevity, however, is not something you can do in one go like now. You can slowly select a suitable font or copybook and copy it slowly. In order to write each word "longevity" beautifully, it often takes a long time.

It is still very difficult to write a hundred words "longevity" out of thin air like this. The further you go, the harder it gets.

Since Xiao Fei and Qiao Ruolan are known as the twin sisters of southern Xinjiang, their calligraphy skills can be said to be outstanding. As soon as they started writing, they wrote several "longevity" characters in one go. The first few were common ones. fonts, seal script, official script, running script, cursive script...

After they wrote more than a dozen, some relatively rarely used fonts began to appear, such as Handingwen, Xiaoli, Guli...

The girls onlookers became more and more excited and began to point at certain fonts to comment. One said that Xiao Fei's cursive writing was majestic, and the other said that Miss Qiao's writing was neat and beautiful. The language is so lively.

Hua Huiyu pointed at Xiao Fei's writing desk and said to the friend beside him: "The horizontal and vertical strokes of this Feibai calligraphy are all white, and the flying strokes are broken and white. It is dry and moist, and looks like it is made of dry brush. It's wonderful!"

As he spoke, he saw Xiao Fei put away the pen and dipped it in ink. Hua Huiyu was more and more impressed. Xiao Fei judged the remaining ink on the pen tip very accurately, which is why he was able to write Fei Bai so beautifully.

In just one stick of incense, the two girls had already written nearly thirty words of "longevity" each. Each word was written smoothly and with ease. The girls on the side looked at it with admiration. Shu Wei's reputation is not in vain. Whether it is Xiao Fei or Qiao Ruolan, with about thirty or so "longevity" characters, there are probably not many girls in southern Xinjiang who can match them.

The girls whispered to each other, and many admiring eyes were cast on Xiao Fei. Most of the girls here are not fools. Qiao Ruolan took the initiative to challenge the Crown Princess today, and Du Xinmin was playing the sidelines again. The two of them were obviously singing along and wanted to catch the Crown Princess off guard. Who knew that Xiao Fei actually came out to challenge.

Qiao Ruolan said that she wanted to write a hundred-year-old picture like Xiao Fei, but since this challenge was proposed by Qiao Ruolan, she must be confident. After all, one hundred fonts cannot be written casually. In contrast, Xiao Fei started writing without any preparation. It is really admirable to be able to behave like this!

After thinking about this, many girls moved towards Xiao Fei. Gradually, there were fewer and fewer people around Qiao Ruolan...

How could Qiao Ruolan not notice this, but at this time, she could only continue writing.

The process of watching other people write is actually extremely boring. After Xiao Fei and Qiao Ruolan had written sixty or seventy characters for "longevity", many people felt bored and dispersed one after another. Of course, there were still some who were interested in calligraphy. Or the girl who wants to take the opportunity to please Nangong Yue and Xiao Fei stays here.

This silent competition is still going on. As the number of words increases, the speed of the two writing has become slower and slower.

The magpie looked here and there like a magpie, whispering to Nangong Yue from time to time to explain the situation on both sides. Although the competition between the two is not about who can write faster, the speed of writing actually shows the state of the two girls to a certain extent. Therefore, Qiao Ruolan, who was prepared in advance, obviously wrote a few words faster than Xiao Fei. At one time, she even wrote a few words faster. She was ten words ahead of Xiao Fei, but Xiao Fei kept playing steadily and without any rush, and gradually narrowed the gap to four or five words.

Nangong Yue looked at Xiao Fei who was concentrating on writing with a smile on her face.

After another cup of tea, Qiao Ruolan was the first to stop writing. She breathed a long sigh of relief, and sweat was dripping from her forehead. Although she is confident and confident that she can complete these one hundred fonts, it is not easy to complete one hundred fonts. It is even more difficult to write these one hundred fonts well. Each font has its own unique characteristics. She must concentrate on the structure, style and brushstrokes without daring to neglect them at all.

Finally done! Qiao Ruolan's mouth curled up slightly, and she glanced through the completed Hundred Years' Life Diagram again.

Du Xinmin on the side kept counting. When he counted to "one hundred", he was so excited that he shouted: "One hundred words for 'longevity'! Cousin Lan is done!"

As he said that, Du Xinmin looked at Xiao Fei triumphantly, as if she had completed Qiao Ruolan's 100-year-old painting!

Looking at Xiao Fei still immersed in studying, Qiao Ruolan's eyes flashed with pride, but her face was still reserved and elegant, looking calm and relaxed.

She was about to see how many words Xiao Fei had written, but the next moment, she saw Xiao Fei also stopped writing. Qiao Ruolan's eyes paused on the faint smile on the corner of Xiao Fei's mouth, and her heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Xiao Fei was finished? ...how is this possible? !

Xiao Fei elegantly placed the langhao pen in her hand on the pen rest, taking her time. The girls surrounding Xiao Fei seemed even more excited than Xiao Fei herself:

"It's done! Miss Xiao is done!"

"No...isn't this only ninety-nine characters for longevity? Did I count it wrong?"

A girl immediately teased: "It's not that you counted wrong, it's because you were blinded! Can you take a closer look?"

"These ninety-nine characters for 'shou' form a big character for 'shou'..." The girl soon realized that this was also a common pattern in hundred-year-old pictures, but she didn't expect Xiao Fei It’s just that I write so boldly and carefully during the competition.

Hearing this, Qiao Ruolan finally couldn't help but look at Xiao Fei's desk.

At this time, everyone noticed that none of the ninety-nine small "Shou" characters used the most common block letters, but when these "Shou" characters were put together, the big "Shou" character formed was In block letters, not only is it filled with a hundred characters for "longevity", but not a single font is repeated. This really takes more effort than Qiao Ruolan's picture of a hundred years of longevity.

This picture of a hundred years of life was like a hundred needles piercing Qiao Ruolan's eyes, and she couldn't help but shrink her pupils. Xiao Fei is really done! And it was done better than her.

Qiao Ruolan clenched her fists tightly.

She originally thought very well that she must win this battle in order to regain her face, but she didn't expect that she would end up like this.

Xiao Fei actually managed to write a hundred words of longevity in this short period of time... It seems that her luck is really bad today. Xiao Fei must have just recently written a picture of a hundred years of longevity, so today she changed her past style and boldly accepted the challenge.

That must be the case!

A hint of evil flashed in Qiao Ruolan's eyes. At this time, Xiao Fei also looked towards Qiao Ruolan. The two girls looked at each other, and the girls around them seemed to be able to see sparks flying where their eyes met.

Xiao Fei smiled faintly: "Cousin Lan, although this hundred-year-old painting is completed, I still feel that it is a bit unsatisfying. How about we continue writing?"

Xiao Fei spoke calmly, but the underlying meaning behind her words was obviously to provoke Qiao Ruolan.

It seems that Qiao Ruolan really angered Xiao Fei this time. The girls secretly exchanged glances, but they didn't expect that the show wasn't over yet...

Qiao Ruolan was also a little surprised by Xiao Fei's provocation, but as she continued writing... there was a flash of hesitation in her eyes.

Du Xinmin's eyes lit up and she thought to herself: Xiao Fei was so stupid that she took the initiative to present the opportunity to her!

Du Xinmin couldn't wait to turn to Qiao Ruolan and said: "Cousin Lan, this is a rare promotion event. Why don't you and Cousin Fei continue to discuss it? We can make progress together!"

Du Xinmin's words were high-sounding, but Qiao Ruolan's face was slightly stiff with anger, and she secretly complained about the other party.

But now Qiao Ruolan is in dire straits, she can only smile reservedly: "Then please ask cousin Fei for more advice!"

The two maids laid out the paper for them again, and then the two women wrote again.

All the girls knew that this time was the real test. After a hundred fonts, how many more fonts are there?

Tadpole script, Yi Zhuan script, ancient bronze script...

Just thinking about it out of thin air, the girls felt that they really couldn't think of a few.

However, in this short period of time, Xiao Fei quickly wrote about ten more words. On the other side, Qiao Ruolan was already sweating profusely, and the hesitant pen stopped in mid-air. She had only written six characters for "longevity", and her mind was already blank, and she could not think of any other fonts.

Du Xinmin seemed even more anxious than Qiao Ruolan. On the one hand, he lowered his voice to let Qiao Ruolan think about it, but on the other hand, he secretly cursed Qiao Ruolan for being useless!

Qiao Ruolan's pen finally landed on the paper, but there was no movement for a long time. The ink marks spread from the tip of her pen on the paper, from the inside to the outside, from deep to light, getting bigger and bigger, with white paper lining The black ink was extremely dazzling... Finally, Qiao Ruolan dropped the pen, and a piece of ink spattered.

Xiao Fei continued to write, and after seven or eight more words, she seemed to notice that Qiao Ruolan didn't continue anymore, and put away the pen without finishing.

It is already clear who wins and who loses, who is strong and who is weak.

Although there are rumors that Xiao Fei has outstanding talent and learning, many girls have never met Xiao Fei and naturally do not know her true talent and learning. However, Qiao Ruolan is different. She can often be seen competing with other girls in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. , his talent and reputation are well-known in southern Xinjiang. Gradually, some girls only thought that Xiao Fei and Qiao Ruolan were the twins of Southern Xinjiang because of her reputation as the eldest daughter of the royal family.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Fei's only shot suppressed Qiao Ruolan's limelight without any suspense.

Many girls didn’t say anything, but they were undoubtedly shocked in their hearts!

Qiao Ruolan's face turned pale. She knew that by now, today's incident would be spread out soon. By then, I'm afraid everyone would know that she, Qiao Ruolan, failed to challenge the Crown Princess, but was defeated miserably by Xiao Fei. In hand...

Two sisters in Southern Xinjiang... She didn't like this name at first, and hated everyone comparing her to Xiao Fei. She didn't expect that she would become Xiao Fei's defeat today.

Perhaps in the future no one will mention the "Two Sisters of Southern Xinjiang" again.

Qiao Ruolan's body was shaking slightly, and she didn't know whether it was because of anger or regret. She seemed to see everyone whispering and pointing at her. She bit her lower lip tightly and suddenly ran out of the hall without looking back.

She has no shame in staying here anymore!

Du Xinmin hesitated for a moment, then followed him out.

But at this moment, no one paid attention to them. Everyone gathered around Xiao Fei's desk and looked at the hundred-year-old picture with admiration.

Hua Hui said so. She looked at it intently for a while and sincerely praised: "Miss Xiao, this picture of a hundred years of life is really wonderful. There are several fonts that I have never seen before. Please forgive me. If you're brave, could you let me copy it?"

Xiao Fei readily agreed.

After Hua Huiyu thanked Xiao Fei, he carefully read all the characters for "longevity" written by Xiao Fei. The more he read, the more amazed he became.

Hua Huiyu was not good at asking questions, so she pointed at the fonts she didn't recognize and asked, "Miss Xiao, don't you know what fonts these are?"

Xiao Fei answered one by one with a smile: "This is the Fin Li... This is the Treasure Collection... This is the Bird and Insect Book." She said with great interest, "My sister-in-law taught me this Fin Li and Bird and Insect Book. Here!" When she was writing just now, she had an idea and replaced these rare fonts into this picture of a hundred years of longevity.

"It turns out that the Crown Princess is also a master of calligraphy!" Hua Huiyu looked at Nangong Yue with respect. During the small banquet in Bixiaotang last time, she felt that the Crown Princess was well-spoken and talented.

Xiao Fei said: "Sister-in-law knows a lot more than me!"

She said it casually, and so did the other girls when they thought about it. After all, the Crown Princess was also the legitimate daughter of the Nangong family, a century-old family. Naturally, her talent, learning, and character were not comparable to those of ordinary women. For a moment, the girls all looked at Nangong Yue with respect.

Hua Huiyu was blessed and said with a serious face: "I wonder if the Crown Princess can give me some advice?"

Nangong Yue smiled brightly and said, "I don't take advice seriously. Only by communicating with each other can we benefit from each other."

"Then I'll ask the Crown Princess for advice." Hua Huiyu smiled even brighter. Xiao Fei stepped back a few steps and gave the bookcase to Hua Huiyu, with a look of impatient expression on her face. I want to see how Hua Huiyu’s writing compares to her paintings.

Hua Huiyu dipped his pen into ink and wrote four words in one breath on a new piece of rice paper.

Hua Huiyu’s flowers are delicate and soft, but her calligraphy is completely different from the painting, wild and uninhibited.

She writes in cursive.

"A thousand miles away..." A girl looked at it for a long time and finally recognized the remaining three words.

Cursive script is wildly written and often difficult to identify. There was a joke in the past. A master of cursive script was very popular in poetry. After writing half a poem, he drank a pot of wine. However, after drinking the wine, he found that he was no longer able to write again. I know the words I have written.

Nangong Yue looked at it for a moment and then said: "Miss Hua, what you are copying is the copybook written by Cao Shengzhang, right?"

Hua Huiyu’s eyes were piercing and he nodded hurriedly: “I have been practicing for more than half a year.”

Nangong Yue pondered for a moment and said: "Miss Hua, your writing skills are extremely strong, and your writing has reached the threshold of cursive writing, but..."

The girls were a little surprised. In their opinion, Hua Huiyu's cursive writing was quite good with its smooth and unpredictable cursive writing. However, the Crown Princess said that she was just getting started.

Nangong Yue continued: "The beauty of cursive script is that it can be written easily and in one go, which makes people feel happy. Master Zhang is a bold man and likes drinking. He often writes pen and ink after being drunk, and writes in one stroke. Miss Hua , as the saying goes, 'Words are like people', is your temperament like Master Zhang?"

Hua Huiyu was thoughtful. She learned cursive writing just because she thought Zhang Xu's cursive writing was extremely beautiful. She didn't think about whether it was suitable for her, but she was a bit obsessed.

Hua Huiyu squinted his eyes slightly and his eyes became clear. She said happily: "Listening to your words is better than ten years of reading. Thank you, Crown Princess, for your guidance."

Nangong Yue smiled and saw that she had understood, so she clicked to the end.

While talking, a round-faced woman in Tsing Yi walked quickly from outside the hall. She blessed the girls and said clearly: "His Royal Concubine, several girls, promote Xiuge's poems The meeting will start in a quarter of an hour, would you like to go over and have a look?"

Xiao Fei looked confused, "Poetry meeting?"

Although there is a poetry meeting in every exhibition, for Xiao Fei, she only cares about the annual exhibits and really doesn’t pay much attention to the so-called poetry meeting. Nangong Yue knew all about the Xiuxiu Society from Xiao Fei, and she was a little confused at the moment.

Hua Huiyu saw this and explained something with a smile.

It turned out to be a regular event of the Xiu Xiu Club... Nangong Yue nodded slightly. Although she was not very interested, since someone came to invite her, she agreed.

When the other girls learned that the poetry meeting was coming soon, they also said goodbye to Nangong Yue one by one. They had to meet their elders and go there together.

After the book case was cleared, Nangong Yue and Xiao Fei followed the woman in green out of the Tianxi Hall.

They walked forward along the corridor, then bypassed the pond they passed before, and passed a garden and several pavilions. The woman in green pointed to a pavilion with carved railings and jade in front of her and said: "The Crown Princess, eldest lady, that is Zhuoxiu Pavilion."

Xiao Fei naturally knew about the Zaoxiu Pavilion, so she took the initiative to introduce it to Nangong Yue. For example, the Zaoxiu Pavilion has a history of a hundred years. For example, the plaque above was personally written by Master Huangfu, the calligraphy master of the previous dynasty, saying At this point, Xiao Fei's little face was filled with brilliance again.

Zhaoxiu Pavilion has two floors. The woman did not take them into the pavilion from the main entrance, but went around to the side stairs. She also knew that Nangong Yue was new to southern Xinjiang, so she was afraid of being dissatisfied, so she hurriedly explained: " Princess Concubine, today is the poetry meeting. The scholars are on the first floor. To avoid collision, we can only ask you two to go here." After saying that, she added, "The handrails of the corridor on the second floor have been covered with Gauze, you two can sit behind the gauze curtain and watch."

Nangong Yue nodded slightly when she heard the words.

Nangong Yue and his party arrived quite late. There were many people sitting in the corridor on the second floor. When they saw Nangong Yue coming up, they all stood up and saluted.

Nangong Yue raised her hand and said "no courtesy", then went to the guest seat in the north and sat down, while Xiao Fei sat on her right side.

Zhuoxiu Pavilion is a zigzag building. From the corridors on the four sides of the second floor, you can directly overlook the hall on the first floor, which is clear at a glance.

At this moment, there are dozens of pear wood desks placed in the hall. Behind each desk is a young student. There are armchairs and tables around the hall, where the male guests are watching. The place to race.

Ye Yinming was sitting behind a desk in the second row, looking up in the direction of the guest of honor seat on the second floor. The translucent tulle flutters slightly in the draft, and several women can be vaguely seen standing or standing behind the tulle.

Ye Yinming's heartbeat accelerated two beats. His sister was right, Miss Xiao was indeed here!

The voices of other students whispering came from all around:

"That's the seat of Zhennan Palace. Could it be that the Crown Princess and the girl from the palace are here?"

"Then I must perform well..."

"Forget it. With Mr. Xuan Zhuyu by your side, no one can match his talent!"

"I heard that Mr. Ye came from Qingmao Academy and was highly appreciated by the prince. He must have extraordinary talents and learning."

"..."

For a while, several eyes looked at Ye Yinming. He felt a little complacent, straightened his back subconsciously, and then couldn't help but look to the right.

It was a young man wearing a blue brocade robe with cloud patterns. His black hair was tied back with a bamboo hosta.

This was the first time Ye Yinming met Mr. Xuan, but he was already well known for his talents.

The name of Mr. Xuan is Xuan Ming. He is the legitimate son of the Xuan family, a scholarly family in southern Xinjiang. He is also the most famous talent in Wanmu Academy in recent years.

Ye Yinming once read Xuan Ming's articles and poems. This man is indeed extraordinary in talent and learning. Of course, I will never lose to him!

The problem is that under the premise that the two people are equally talented and knowledgeable, Xuan Ming definitely has a greater advantage than him. He is first in Wen Wu and second in Wu Wu. When their literary talents are about the same, it depends on the examiner's preference. .

The judges of the Xiu Xiu Club are basically people from Wanmu Academy, which means that in today's poetry competition, Xuan Ming must have a greater advantage than himself.

Ye Yinming narrowed his eyes slightly. Originally, the Xiu Xiu Meeting was not an imperial examination. The victory or defeat of this kind of poetry meeting was just a temporary glory, and he didn't care about it.

But now Xiao Fei is here...

He knows Xiao Fei, he knows how good Xiao Fei is, but Xiao Fei doesn't know him yet, let alone his talents.

Xiao Fei's talent and learning are so outstanding that ordinary people will not be able to impress her. If he loses to Xuan Ming this time, won't he disappear into the crowd and be unable to leave any impression on Xiao Fei? !

Ye Yinming's hands unconsciously clenched into fists in his sleeves, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, there was a sudden silence all around, and all the eyes in the pavilion were looking towards the entrance on the first floor.

I saw an old man over sixty years old walking in surrounded by five or six men. The old man was wearing a sapphire blue silk jacket. He was of medium height. Although he was already in his sixties, he had a straight waist. He must be straight and his eyes are shining.

"Mountain Chief!"

"Yu Shanchang!"

Many students in the lobby stood up. Most of these people were students from Wanmu Academy, and a few were students or literati from other academies. They simply admired Shanchang for his knowledge and conduct.

This old man is none other than the head of Wanmu Academy, Yu Shan.

Yu Shanchang smiled and nodded to everyone, and then he and the accompanying people went to the judging table and took their seats.

After everyone sat down again, Yu Shanchang cleared his throat and said: "Welcome everyone, the talented people from southern Xinjiang gathered here today to dance and write, it is really an elegant event! I and everyone from the academy Sir, we have discussed it and in order to add interest to the poetry meeting, the leader of today’s poetry meeting will have an extra bonus.”

There was an instant commotion in the Zhuoxiu Pavilion. The guests watching the game on the first and second floors were all whispering to each other and casting curious glances at Yu Shanchang. Judging from Chief Yu Shan's past style, the lottery he was talking about was definitely not an ordinary lottery.

Yu Shanchang paused for a moment. He looked around the crowd, his eyes were bright, and he continued in a loud voice: "I will recommend the leader of today's poetry group to study at the Imperial College in the royal capital for one year, and he will be exempted from any further training. ..."

Ye Yinming couldn't believe his ears, and he was very excited: if he could go to the Imperial College to study, he would definitely be able to travel three thousand miles a day, and he would also be able to pave the way for his future in the Imperial College - could he Most of the people who studied in the Imperial College were famous students with extraordinary talents and learning. These people would be of great help to his imperial examination and official career in the future.

This poetry meeting not only affected his love, but also his future!

Thinking about it, Ye Yinming's heart felt slightly hot, and he said to himself, he can't lose! He must not lose to Xuan Ming!

Ye Yinming raised his eyes and looked at Xuan Ming in front of him on the right, with a firm and sharp light flashing in his eyes.

He knew the topic earlier than Xuan Ming... This is his biggest advantage!