Jiang Xia opened his eyes and saw that the fragrance had burned by one-third. Jiang Xia finally became anxious. He picked up seven or eight brushes of all sizes from the table and started painting together.

From the moment Jiang Xia started painting, everyone discovered that his temperament had changed.

Change...be serious.

For many people, seriousness is an essence that should be possessed. If you don’t take everything seriously, how can you succeed in being a human being?

But Jiang Xia is different. The feeling of seriousness appears on him. I have to say that there is a deep sense of incongruity, as if he should be born with a loose and shameless look.

"Hu..." Not long after Jiang Xia started, Wang Qianxun had finished his pen and finished painting. He took a last look and nodded with satisfaction. Then Wang Qianxun moved away, and Mo Zhongyu wrote inscriptions on the other places he left behind.

After writing, the two of them looked at the painting in front of them together. It has to be said that this painting is indeed a rare and excellent work.

The theme of the painting is "The Ancient Temple in the Deep Mountains". In order to fit this theme, Wang Qianxun painted a mountain that went straight into the sky. There is an ancient temple on the side of the mountain with halfway through the roof, which is exactly the theme of the Ancient Temple in the Deep Mountains.

Looking at Wang Qianxun's words again, the mountains he painted are steep and dangerous and majestic. Although they are just a painting, they can feel a sense of steepness and steadiness at first glance.

Anyone who is an expert can see at a glance that Wang Qianxun has indeed worked hard in painting. His brushwork is harmonious and his lines are vigorous. Not only does the composition and layout are grand, but even the details of some subtle parts are vivid. As expected, he is indeed a famous scholar.

If you look at Mo Zhongyu's calligraphy again, those who know how to learn will understand that Mo Zhongyu learned the Cai style. The four great masters of the Northern Song Dynasty, Su Huangmi and Cai, among which Cai refers to Cai Jing.

Perhaps many people will say when they hear the name Cai Jing, Cai Jing? Isn’t that the treacherous minister of the Northern Song Dynasty? Indeed, Cai Jing is a treacherous minister, but he is even a calligrapher and writer.

Cai Jing's calligraphy was first learned from Cai Xiang and Xu Jihai. Later, he changed to learn from Shen Chuanshi, then changed to Ouyang Xun, and then learned from the "Two Wangs", namely Wang Xizhi and Wang Xianzhi. In middle age, Cai Jing's calligraphy was a complete one, and he felt like he was a gathering of the strengths of a hundred schools of thought.

Mo Zhongyu should have been a person who has worked hard in Cai style. His characters are basically similar in shape and similar in spirit. And Mo underestimated that similar in spirit, just these similar in spirit, and he can basically be said to be a first-class calligrapher.

The two strokes and characters complement each other, making Wang Qianxun's painting more and more perfect.

Looking at Jiang Xia again, everyone looked at Xiang nervously, praying that it would burn a little slower, while looking at Jiang Xia nervously, hoping that he would be faster.

Finally, Jiang Xia closed the pen and sighed: "It's okay, it's finally over."

As soon as he finished speaking, the fragrance just happened to burn out. All the onlookers breathed a sigh of relief.

The competition between calligraphy and painting, Jiang Xia, Wang Qianxun and Mo Zhongyu do not need outsiders to judge. They will determine the level of the situation themselves. If you say cheating or not, then you won’t, because that is an insult to calligraphy and painting lovers.

Jiang Xia, Wang Qianxun, and Mo Zhongyu changed positions very well.

Wang Qianxun and Mo Zhongyu were shocked at the first glance when they saw Jiang Xia's painting. Since it was an ancient temple hidden in the deep mountains, there were mountains in Jiang Xia's paintings. However, Jiang Xia's mountains were too grand. Wang Qianxun trembled all over just a glance because he knew that his painting skills were too far away from Jiang Xia's, and the boundary was too obvious.

Mo Zhongyu was even more shocked.

He has never seen the font used by Jiang Xia. This time, Jiang Xia still used Dong style. Dong Qichangdu has not yet been born, so there is naturally no such thing as Dong style in this world.

Dong Qichang's calligraphy is elegant and heavy, with a majestic momentum but also a beautiful and elegant beauty. The key is that it is self-organized and can be called a master of a generation. Jiang Xia has a deep understanding of Dong Qichang's calligraphy, so he basically has nine parts similarity. Now, when he wrote it, Mo Zhongyu suddenly thought that this font was created by Jiang Xia.

Creating your own font? This is definitely something that only a master-level calligrapher can do. Mo Zhongyu's eyes suddenly dimmed, and he knew that he had also failed.

No! Suddenly Mo Zhongyu's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "He was defeated, he was defeated."

Jiang Xia looked at Mo Zhongyu and smiled slightly, without saying a word. Wang Wenbo, who was watching by the side, asked, "Where is Jiang Xia's defeat?"

After Wang Wenbo said this, the people around him realized that this young master who can recite poems and writes and is proficient in calligraphy and painting is named Jiang Xia.

"Jiang Xia..." The girls around had already secretly remembered this name.

Mo Zhongyu said excitedly: "The title of our trial painting is 'The ancient temple in the deep mountains'. Look at his painting, where is there a temple? It must be because he has no time, so he didn't draw a temple."

After hearing this, Wang Wenbo was slightly shocked and glanced at the entire painting and did not see the temple. He frowned slightly, thinking to himself that he had really missed it by Brother Jiang?

Wang Wenbo looked at Jiang Xia, hoping that Jiang Xia could explain with his clever tongue. Who knew that Jiang Xia did not defend herself, but turned her eyes to Wang Qianxun and asked: "Brother Wang, what do you think? Did I lose?"

Wang Qianxun took a deep breath, clenched his fists and said with great difficulty: "I lost."

"Why, Brother Wang, he obviously didn't draw..."

"Enough." Wang Qianxun sighed, as if he had been exhausted: "No temple is better than a temple. I finally understand what silence is better than a sound."

As he said that, Wang Qianxun pointed to one of the places in the painting, and then pointed to another place.

The people around him looked at the place where Wang Qianxun pointed. Mo Zhongyu was stunned at this moment, and Wang Wenbo's eyes lit up. He nodded and said, "It's indeed clever."

Indeed, Jiang Xia did not draw a temple on his paintings, but just painted a majestic mountain.

But he drew a monk on the hillside to fetch water in front of the waterfall, and at the same time he drew a man kneeling at the foot of the mountain and looked at the mountain devoutly.

Why did the monk fetch water? Of course, he was to wash clothes and cook. He appeared on the hillside of the mountain to fetch water, which was obviously telling everyone that there was a temple inside the mountain.

The person kneeling at the foot of the mountain proved this, and his pious appearance also showed that the temple in the mountain must be a very effective temple.

Seeing the monk and the worshiper, everyone not only knew that there were temples hidden in the mountains, but also felt like they wanted to get a glimpse of the truth. Because of this setting, the whole painting not only fits the theme, but also seems to be painted alive.

Wang Qianxun and Mo Zhongyu both knelt on the ground powerlessly. The two kowtowed three times, then shouted three times: "I'm convinced."

"Bababababababa..." Seeing Wang Qianxun and Mo Zhongyu like this, everyone understood that this time the Xun Wenxue Society was defeated, and it was very badly defeated.

There is only one person in the Imperial College, while there are five people in the Xun Wenxue Society. Now, four games will be passed, and all four games will be lost. Next, there is He Yinzhen, who is known as a wise man.

Jiang Xia has noticed this person from the very beginning.

He was different from the other four talents. None of the other four talents stood there pretending to be a handsome young man. The folding fans in the hands of the four people were sometimes put away and sometimes unfolded, as if they were deliberately attracting attention.

He Yinxin is different. From the beginning, he has stood half a step behind the four people. The folding fan in his hand was held in his hand and had never been unfolded. Since the beginning of the confrontation, he has never spoken or spoken, but just observed silently.

Jiang Xia understood a truth since he was still a beggar. Dogs that like to bark are not suitable for people, and dogs that don’t bark will make people feel terrible when they bite people.

Now that Li Yunqing, Sun Mowen, Wang Qianxun and Mo Zhongyu are all defeated, the only person who can still save a little face for Xun Wenshu Society is He Yinxin.

Jiang Xia looked at He Yinxin with interest and asked lightly: "How? Do you want to compete with me too?"

"Imprint, it's up to you."

"Image Zinc, go and compete with him... Anyway, he will definitely not be able to compare with you."

It is naturally a complimentary word, but it cannot be measured by a standard, so it cannot be compared. So when Sun Mowen and others encouraged He Yinxin to compete with Jiang Xia, they could not think of what to compete with Jiang Xia.

Faced with the instigation of Sun Mowen and others, He Yinxin seemed to be completely unmoved. He shook his head and bowed to Jiang Xia and said, "Brother Jiang is very talented, proficient in chanting poetry and calligraphy, and I admire him."

"You're welcome." Jiang Xia also bowed and returned a bow.

If others praise you, you can't speak ill of each other.

Jiang Xia glanced at Sun Mowen and the others, and said with a smile: "What kind of digging a person's grave, falling to the ground with seven steps, even odd and even, and the rust of the iron hook has been defeated. Don't you want to save some face for them?"

"I don't want to." He Yinxin answered very simply. He smiled and said, "Although the five of us were named five talented men by the benevolent people, I, He Yinxin, think that I am not as good as the four brothers. They each have their own skills, but I am not ignorant. Since all the four brothers have been defeated, why should I come out and show my ugly appearance?"

When Jiang Xia heard He Yinxin say this, he felt a little admiration for him. This person is indeed a smart person, and he really lives up to his name as a demon.

He Yinxin made it clear that he would not compete with Jiang Xia, and praised the other four people for having their own skills, and at the same time said that he was not as good as the four people. In this way, he would not blame him if he did not compare with the four people. If he competed, there would be problems.

Just imagine, if He Yinzin loses, his reputation will be damaged and he will be looked down upon by the people of Xun Wenxue Society. If he wins, he will offend the four people who lose, so that the four people think that He Yinzin takes the lead by step on their failure and isolate them.

Originally, Jiang Xia thought that the matter was over, but who knew that He Yinxin also added: "But I'm so sorry, I admire the young master very much, but I don't admire the Imperial College."

"Oh? How do you say this?" Jiang Xia frowned slightly.

He Yinxin smiled faintly and said, "If I was not wrong, you must have just entered the Imperial College. You don't have to deny it. There are very few people who dare to assert that among all the doctors present, you can tell who you are."

At this moment, all the doctors in the Imperial College changed their faces slightly. Jiang Xia just came today, so who knows who he is?

Jiang Xia had no choice but to nod and smiled and said, "That's right, I have just entered the Imperial College."

"Hmph." He Yinxin snorted lightly and said with a smile: "Look, my brother Taiwan has just entered the Imperial College, so it proves that the skills I have learned are not obtained from the Imperial College. Then the victory or defeat of this competition was only a few of us who lost to the Imperial College, not to the Imperial College. I am bluntly speaking, except for the Imperial College, I dare to say that no one dares to come out to fight. If there is... if I win my four brothers, I will kowtow a hundred times at Jixianmen, but who dares to answer the call?"

Awesome! Jiang Xia said in his heart, among the five talents, He Yin-Zin is probably the most difficult to deal with. A few simple words actually diverted the failure of this battle and changed the nature. His ability to adapt to changes and his ability to observe carefully is terrifying.

After He Yinzin said this, no one in the Imperial College dared to come out to take the initiative. He Yinzin smiled slightly disdainfully, and shook his head and said, "It's true as I expected."

After saying that, He Yinxin looked at Jiang Xia again and said, "Brother Tai, I would like to advise you for a moment. You Yu Imperial College is like a crane falling into a flock of chickens, and you are with these people all day long. I am afraid that your talent and attainments will not rise but retreat. If I were Brother Tai, I would consider whether to change to our Xun Wenshu Society. At least there are people in the channel here to compete with each other, and Brother Tai's knowledge will be of great benefit."

Words that kill the heart are words that kill the heart.

Jiang Xia was a little angry. He Yinzi was also a little too sinister.

The sentence "Cranes fall among the flock of chickens" seems to be praising Jiangxia at first, but in fact it is the differentiation of Jiangxia and the people of Imperial College. What will the people of Imperial College think of Jiangxia in the future? Oh, you are the cranes, we are all native chickens, so can we still play happily together?

When He Yinxin comes again, he still poaches in public, which is differentiating Jiang Xia’s relationship with those doctors. A student is stronger than himself, isn’t that slapping them in the face of being teachers?

Jiang Xia shook her head with a smile. He had already felt the atmosphere behind him change. Jiang Xia said two words lightly: "Fart!"

He Yinxin was slightly stunned, and Jiang Xia said bluntly: "Do you know that you like to fart?"

He Yinxin didn't expect Jiang Xia to speak so directly. He bowed and asked, "Where are Brother Jiang saying this?"

Jiang Xia smiled slightly, pointed to the people behind him and turned to look at He Yinxin and asked, "Do you think you are better than the future of the country and the social elites behind me? I can tell you that the future of the Ming Dynasty depends on them, not you. A group of people who only know poetry, songs, music, music, music, calligraphy and painting dare to call themselves talents. It's really a laugh. Let me tell you what is the difference between you and our Imperial College students!"

PS: Thank you for your support. You just said you were here to praise me. It’s so shameful. In addition, what Biyu Cangqiong said in the book review is right. I also think "The Song of Peach Blossom Temple" is not suitable for use there, but it has been posted, please forgive me.

The tiger is not unacceptable to opinions, it just doesn't like to pick on the topic or completely subjective remarks. Just like what the Blue Sky said, the tiger thinks it makes sense.

But for example, some book reviews that indicate that there are few literary inquisitions in the Dynasty do not agree with it. Whether there are more or less literary inquisitions in the Ming Dynasty does not matter if they don’t read the history of the Ming Dynasty. If you ask Baidu on Baidu, you can easily understand it...

In short, Tiger is not a person with broad mind, but it is not very narrow-minded. I built the Tucao Building to use it for everyone to complain. I hope everyone will post it if they find the complaints. It does affect others' first impression of this book when posting it outside. Thank you for your cooperation. In short, Tiger will work hard and try to write a book that makes everyone feel relaxed and interesting.
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