Simulation becomes reality, have I ever looked down upon the eternity?

Chapter 277: Writing poems in the pavilion, the words on paper are like clouds and smoke!

[Su Yun frowned slightly, knowing that in a poetry gathering, the beauty of the poem is important, but the importance of the writer should not be underestimated.]

[The poems written today will be hung in Xifeng Tower tomorrow for anyone to read and copy.]

[This is the first edition, which contains the spirit of "opening poetry". Even if there are experts copying it later, it may be difficult to reach its level. ]

[Violent and vivid, this movable type is just like this. When it is projected onto paper tomorrow, I am afraid that most of its spiritual energy will be lost.]

【The success of poetry is not only the work of the poet, but also the work of the person who wrote it. If someone asks who wrote the poem written by the three of us today, and says it was written by the unknown young master of the Xie family, wouldn’t it make people laugh?】

[Although it is difficult to find calligraphy masters like Mr. Er, whose every word is worth thousands of gold, even if their poems today are a little "muddy", Mr. Er's calligraphy alone will surely make a sensation in Bianjing tomorrow.]

[Even if he is not a master of calligraphy, a little reputation is enough to be useful. Su Yun usually brings a few such guests who are proficient in this art, but he did not invite them when he came to Xie's house today.]

[Shu Wan and Hu Dajia are here now! ]

[A mere bastard of the Xie family is naturally unusable. 】

[Today is the first gathering of the core members of the Caotang Poetry Club. Because Li Shuwan has been unable to attend the meetings due to trivial matters, we cannot treat it lightly.]

[Su Yun looked at you and said bluntly: "I don't think so. He doesn't have the ability."]

[“I will immediately invite Mr. Liu, a distinguished guest from the mansion, to come. His calligraphy is very smooth and elegant, and he is a disciple of Mr. Zuo from the academy.”]

【Xie Xuan smiled slightly after hearing this. He just said it casually. He naturally knew that Su Yun, who attached great importance to the poetry club, would refuse.】

【He was quite unhappy with the reputation Xie Guan had accumulated during his time in the academy. He was praised for his filial piety, his ability to remember what he had read, and his outstanding calligraphy.】

[It was particularly harsh to Xie Xuan's ears, and Xie Guanhe had a close relationship with his sixth brother Xie Yuan.]

[Obviously, none of them are the legitimate sons of the Xie family, but Xie Yuan is favored far more than the descendants of the big courtyards. ]

【Today, Xie Guan was attending a gathering in the temple. He did not even have the qualifications to enter, and even his mother was not invited. On the other hand, Xie Yuan had already been invited in. 】

[I studied hard for many years, but I couldn't match Xie Yuan, the playboy, who changed his character overnight and studied hard. Second Master Xie Hong praised him for having the demeanor of a scholar in a college, which caused a sudden change in the reputation of Bianjing, and everyone in the Xie family praised him.]

[Naturally, no one dared to refute Uncle Xie Hong's words.]

【Xie Xuan studied hard, but never received such an honor, and he was already dissatisfied.】

[When he proposed this, he actually knew in his heart that Su Yun would definitely refuse, and his words were sharp and blunt, showing no mercy.]

[To write down this poem, one must be a person with profound skills. One cannot write crookedly. Xie Xuan is proud of his calligraphy skills, but his level is not good enough.]

[Today, we only need to spread the news that Su Yun, the son of the Su family, despises Xie Guan's calligraphy and looks down on it. Then Xie Guan's reputation will be ruined and become nothing.]

[Those who once helped Xie Guan gain fame, once they learn of this, will not only not help him out, but will probably be the first to jump out and accuse him, for they really "believed in slander" before.]

[People are like this, when a wall falls, everyone pushes it down! ]

[Xie Xuan shook his head again, thinking to himself: Is it worth all this effort for a bastard of the Xie family who has no one to rely on and whose mother has passed away? ]

【Thinking of this, he suddenly felt bored.】

【As soon as these words came out. 】

[There is a lot of humiliation in this, and the scene changes subtly.]

[Li Shuwan's face showed some displeasure.]

【Hu Yunniang just smiled gently, her eyes moving as she looked towards the young man named Xie Guan in the pavilion.】

[She couldn't help but be slightly stunned. ]

[The young man's expression remained unchanged, his eyes as calm as water, as if the words just now had nothing to do with him. As the saying goes, young people are full of vigor and ambition, but he seemed particularly calm.]

[She also had no reason to speak up for this young man. After all, they had just met, and it was not wise to offend Su Yun for this stranger.]

[At this time, there was a faint sound of footsteps coming from the western path, as if something was sensed.]

【The voice is heard before the person arrives. 】

[“Looking at the young master’s handwriting, it is naturally very good.”]

[Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a beautiful woman with charming eyes and eyebrows, walking towards them wearing a golden hairpin, followed by a maid.]

[You were slightly surprised. It was Zhang Yuzhi who helped you out at the gate of Grand View Garden.]

【Li Shuwan saw this and suddenly had a look of joy in her eyes. She hurried forward and said softly:】

[“Sister Yuzhi, I originally wanted to look for you, but I saw you entered Xie Hongyuan. I thought you must have important things to do today, so I didn’t disturb you.”]

[“I also know that my sister is busy today, so I didn’t come to see you specially. I’m sorry.”]

[The two of them have a deep friendship. They come from nine prominent families, and their relationship is complicated. However, they have similar personalities and have long been close friends. ]

[Su Yun also smiled and said: "Ms. Yunzhi, you came at the right time."]

[Like Li Shuwan, Zhang Yunzhi was also a well-known talented woman in Bianjing. Her father was a great scholar of the time, who had studied in a college. Her family had a long history of learning, and she was truly a family of scholars, with both talent and family background.]

[Let’s talk about Zhang Yuzhi. She is the person that Caotang Poetry Club tried hard to invite in the early stage. If she joins, the poetry club will definitely make quite a stir tomorrow.]

【Xie Xuan had some complaints in his heart, especially when he recalled what Zhang Yuzhi had just said, "Xie Guan's calligraphy is very good", which made him frown slightly.】

【Hu Yunniang also bowed and said: "Miss Zhi!"】

[Given her status, she had naturally met the fourth young lady of the Zhang family.]

【Hu Yunniang was full of envy for Zhang Yunzhi, a lady from a prominent family. Especially Zhang Yunzhi, as the only daughter of the Zhang family, had been showered with endless love from her parents since she was young. Compared with her, a woman who was drifting in the dust like duckweed and dependent on others, there was a world of difference.】

【Zhang Yunzhi avoided everyone and came to you in the pavilion. She was just worried about you, afraid that you would get into trouble if you entered Xie Hongyuan.】

[She simply did not accompany Xie Qiyue into the main hall, but instead inexplicably followed the lake to look for her.]

[Until the sound just now came, her father had taught her the method of spiritual cultivation since she was young. Although she had just reached the second level of spiritual concentration, her hearing was far superior to that of ordinary people. ]

【You greeted her with a smile: "Miss Zhi."】

【“Watch the young master.”】

[Zhang Yunzhi doesn't know why, but seeing you so relaxed, she feels a little heartbroken.]

[Your mother passed away when you were still young, and you have been faced with difficulties in dealing with the Xie family's affairs. The young man seems to have always been like this.]

【Do not be surprised by praise or criticism, do not be humble or overbearing! 】

[He is not even an adult yet, but he wants to be the head of the family. 】

[She was criticized for nothing after entering Xie Hongyuan. She couldn't help but refute after hearing this just now.]

[Zhang Yunzhi turned her head slightly, her eyes fell on Su Yun, and she said seriously, "Young Master's calligraphy is indeed very brilliant. Yunzhi is fortunate to have seen it. It is indeed breathtaking."]

【Su Yun heard this, but he couldn't help but feel a little doubtful. After all, calligraphy requires not only innate understanding, but also hard work and practice. Xie Hong, the second master of the Xie family, practiced calligraphy with a clumsy pen since he was a child, and it was not until the year of the imperial examination that he became famous for his calligraphy at the age of seventeen. At Xie Guan's current age, it is probably difficult for him to reach that level.】

【Seeing this, Li Shuwan smiled brightly and advised softly: "Since Sister Yuzhi said so, she must have her own unique ideas. Master Yun, why not give it a try, maybe you can gain something."】

【Su Yun saw Li Shuwan trying to persuade him, and without thinking, he quickly agreed: "Okay, since Shuwan has spoken, how dare I not obey."】【Xie Xuan was impatient, but he could do nothing about it. At this moment, he couldn't just jump out and refute Su Yun and Li Shuwan.】

[He was curious about how you and Zhang Yunzhi knew each other, and then he thought of the relationship between Xie Yuan and Zhang Yunzhi, and he became more and more annoyed.]

【Hu Yunniang smiled and said: "It seems that I will get to see Master Guan's masterpiece today."】

[You stood aside and did not refuse, otherwise you would have embarrassed Zhang Yunzhi.]

【Su Yun looked nonchalant. He did not take the words that almost scolded Xie Guan seriously.】

[The Su family of Bianjing is a man of unbridled will. ]

【Li Shuwan said: "Sister Yuzhi, how about you also compose a poem? It's boring anyway, so the four of us can write whatever we want, regardless of the rhyme."】

【Zhang Yunzhi thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement.】

【Su Yun was even more delighted, because this poetry gathering had another red sleeve. Tomorrow, when the freshly-written poems come out, it will surely be even more lively.】

[“Miss Zhi, why don’t you join our Caotang Poetry Club and join us in the fun? The Yanyun Poetry Club founded by Uncle Xie Hong was also well-known in Bianjing.” Su Yun invited sincerely, with a hint of expectation in his tone.]

[Zhang Yunzhi shook her head gently and declined the kindness. Her father was still in Jiannan Road and didn't know the situation of the demons, so he had no time to care about the poetry meeting.]

【Su Yun saw this and did not force it. He immediately ordered his servants to bring writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone and placed them on the table in the pavilion.】

Xie Xuan suggested: "The four of us will each come up with a topic, with no limit on the subject matter. We will crumple the paper into a ball and put it in the cup. Whoever takes it out will write a poem or lyrics based on the topic. How do you think?"

[Su Yun clapped his hands and cheered, "This method is very good. It is both novel and interesting."]

【Zhang Yunzhi said: "Are you interested in watching the young master?"】

【Li Shuwan also looked over.】

[Su Yun frowned again. If Xie Guan participated, it would really "spoil the whole pot of soup."]

[You have already stood up and are grabbing a pen and paper, smiling and shaking your head.]

[“If there is no writing in my mind, I will not participate.”]

[Su Yun's expression improved, you are sensible.]

【Xie Xuan also had a very happy expression on his face. Given Su Yun's personality, tomorrow the matter of the poetry club will definitely be widely publicized, and Xie Xuan's name will naturally become famous as well.】

[The four of them quickly wrote their own questions, crumpled them into balls, and handed them to the servants to put into the Gu.]

[At this time, a maid was already grinding ink carefully and preparing everything.]

[All the fruits and vegetables on the table were removed and replaced with clean papers, pens, inkstones, and everything else, showing the demeanor of a scholar.]

[Your eyes fell on the four treasures of the study on the table, and you couldn't help but feel a little emotional. Hu brush, Hui ink, Xuan paper, Duan inkstone, known as the top of the four treasures of the study, are gathered together at this moment, which is really rare. ]

[Hu brushes are famous for their four characteristics of being neatly bound, round and strong. They are divided into four categories: goat hair, wolf hair, purple hair and mixed hair. At this moment, there are more than a dozen Hu brushes on the table, with all categories complete.]

[The brushes in your home were discarded by the Xie family's children in the school. Practicing calligraphy consumes a lot of brushes, and your and Wutong's monthly salary is not enough.]

[Each brush probably costs more than ten taels of silver, which is almost enough to cover your expenses for half a year. This is the first time you have seen so many high-quality brushes.]

【Hui ink is made of pine smoke, tung oil smoke, lacquer smoke, and glue as the main raw materials. The thicker and easier to disperse, the better.】

[The rice paper spread on the table is divided into raw and cooked rice paper. Raw rice paper is water-permeable and is better for freehand painting, while cooked rice paper is reinforced with Gongfan and does not permeate, so it is suitable for fine brushwork.]

[There is also a purple inkstone on the table, and the inkstone carved with stone eye patterns is extremely valuable. There is a saying that "one pound of Duan stone is worth a thousand gold coins", which shows how precious it is. ]

[At this time, the four people sat around and took out paper balls from the cup. ]

[The writing table is placed next to the stove.]

[Hu Yunniang was the first to extend her slender hand, smiling and saying, "I am here to offer some inspiration to you all."]

[She thought to herself, these people are all well-read, if she was the last one, the limelight would be taken away by others. It would be better to be the first one to write a poem, which would also be a good start.]

[Hu Yunniang gently unfolded the paper ball, on which was clearly written the word "Autumn". She smiled and showed the paper ball to everyone.]

【Xie Xuan saw this and said with a smile: "Mr. Hu, you hit the nail on the head. This is exactly the word I wrote."】

[Su Yun heard this and couldn't help but agree: "It seems that the questions everyone came up with are not difficult. Are you going to use the four seasons as the topic? That would be very interesting."]

【That’s it! 】

[Li Shuwan and Zhang Yunzhi smiled at each other, their beautiful faces showing each other's smiles.]

[This scene made Su Yun's eyes freeze, and he couldn't help but stare at it in a trance.]

[Hu Yunniang pondered for a moment, and then slowly chanted: "Laughing at autumn, I always feel sad. I thought the golden wind has not yet come. The clouds and the warm sun are in harmony. Is Bianjing warm and sad?"]

[The sound is like pearls falling on a jade plate, clear and pleasant to the ear.]

[Su Yun clapped his hands and praised: "Mr. Hu's poem is wonderful. It has the artistic conception of what I said: autumn is better than spring."]

[Li Shuwan also echoed: "Hu Dajia is indeed worthy of his reputation, the style of the Eighteen Masters of Bianjing. This poem is not sad about autumn, it is a beautiful autumn."]

[Upon hearing this, Hu Yunniang bowed gracefully, unable to conceal her smug look on her face, but she quickly restrained herself and said modestly:]

[“I’m sorry to make you all laugh. I’m sorry to show my ugliness.”]

【Now you should write it down. 】

【Everyone gathered around the desk.】

【Xie Xuan snorted coldly. He knew that Su Yun was a person who attached great importance to poetry and calligraphy, and was well-informed. Ordinary calligraphy would only be embarrassing and not be accepted by the elegant hall.】

【Hu Yunniang also stretched her neck and looked at him with her beautiful eyes.】

【Zhang Yunzhi's face is filled with anticipation.】

[Li Shuwan looked at the expression on Sister Yunzhi's face and thought to herself, could it be that Xie Guan really has real talent?]

【You step forward and take up the pen.】

[Instantly, the talents of "spirit in the pen" and "calmness in the chest" were triggered, and Mr. Jianer's words "Yuan" in the lake were even more like a similar case. ]

【The temperament is getting better and better! 】

[Just holding the pen made Hu Yunniang's eyes light up. ]

[The pen and ink stain the paper, the black ink soaks into the white paper. ]

[Write down each word slowly, with the pen moving like a dragon, pausing and connecting, in an elegant and free-spirited manner.]

【Every word is like a dragon soaring and a tiger leaping. 】

【The brush strokes are like brocade, and the words fall on paper like clouds and smoke. 】

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