When Zhang Yongxu, the real person of Zhengichi Sect, saw a young scholar standing up and wanting to throw bricks and attract jade, he was unhappy. How could the couplets on the gate of his Dazhen Mansion be played with? What bricks should he throw? He smashed the door? He frowned and asked, "Where did these two scholars come from?"

Zeng Yu heard the little Taoist nun coughing lightly, and the old Taoist Yuan Gang said, "Report to the master of the sect, Zheng Xiucai and Zeng Xiucai were brought in by me, please forgive me."

Zhang Yongxu stared behind Zeng Yu, of course he looked at the little Taoist nun, and his mouth moved, as if he was muttering "nonsense".

At this time, Lu Hanlin said, "Zhang Zhenren, it's okay to let these two students have a couplet. If it's really good, then use it. If it's not good, I'll plan it separately. This is a way of inspiring ideas. Young people, young people are terrifying."

Other officials and gentry here agreed with Lu Hanlin's words. Zhang Yongxu looked at Zeng Yu, and Zheng Shi and the other two said, "Then please let me throw a brick and attract jade."

Zheng Shi bowed and said, "Xiaosheng will not throw away the bricks. Let Zeng Sheng throw them away. Just throw one piece of bricks. If you throw too much, it will not look good."

Everyone laughed.

Zeng Yutuan bowed and said, "Since Zhenren Zhang, you all appointed a young student to throw bricks, it is better to obey your orders than to be respectful. In a couplet of the test questions, please give me advice."

On the official table, the dragon tail raised the inkstone, the green sheep hair, Xuande fragrant ink, the imperial gift of five-color gold-spreaded paper has been prepared. Zeng Yu walked forward and stood slowly grinding the ink, without any speed. The hall of the "Three Provinces Bookstore" was silent, only the "woof" sound of the fragrant ink rubbed against the bottom of the inkstone, as if the long wind blew across the forest-

Hong Township Seng and Lu Hanlin whispered: "During the Tang Dynasty, the prefect of Hongzhou, Yan Boyu, rebuilt the Tengwang Pavilion and feasted guests on it. The prefect of Yan wanted his son-in-law to write a preface to the Tengwang Pavilion to make a name for himself. Unexpectedly, Wang Bo, a young talented man who passed by Nanchang, took the initiative to leave behind the famous "Preface to the Tengwang Pavilion". Prefect Yan had to admire him-- Could it be that this eternal elegant event will be repeated today?"

Lu Hanlin twisted his beard and smiled and said, "Let's wait and see, wait and see."

The little Taoist nun naturally stood behind Zeng Yu like a scholar, hoping that Zeng Yu would write a wonderful couplet with a big stroke of his pen. Seeing that Zeng Yu was still grinding ink slowly, she whispered: "Zeng Xiucai, the ink is already thick."

Zeng Yu said "um", picked up the green sheep hair, dipped the tip of the pen, gently turned the pen tube, let the sheep hair absorb the ink juice, and then gently combed the end of the ink, lifted the pen and wrote a word "Qi" as big as the mouth of the teacup.

As the saying goes, the expert knows if he reaches out his hand. Everyone here deals with pen and ink every day. That is, prefect Lin and prefect Zhou County, who are in office, can they lose pen and ink? Although they hold their own identity at this time, they are not like the Taoist nun who comes to see, but when they see Zeng Yushen calming his energy, hanging his wrist, waving his palm, holding an egg, his pen holder is straight, and the tip of the pen turns on the paper, he knows that this scholar has put in the skill of calligraphy. If he sits close, he nods and says, "It's Mi Nangong's running script style, and his hand is good."

Lin Guangzu, the governor of Guangxin Prefecture, asked Zhou Zhixian County of Guixi: "Is this a student in Guixi?"

Zhou Zhixian recognized Zheng Shi but Zeng Yu. Just as he was about to answer, Lu Huai beside him said: "Zeng Sheng is a student in Yongfeng County. He has many twists and turns in his studies. Let him report to the Lin Mansion later."

The little Taoist nun stretched her neck and stared at Zeng Yu's pen with her breath. She saw Zeng Yuyun's pen like flowing water. Soon the first couplet was written. The little Taoist nun was so excited that she couldn't suppress her voice and said with a crisp voice: "The gods and immortals in the Qilin Palace - this first couplet is wonderful, wonderful."

The officials and gentlemen on the seat were watching each other and nodded in praise. Qilin Hall was the name of a palace in the Han Dynasty. The first generation of Tianshi Zhang Daoling was a native of the Han Dynasty. The gods and immortals in Qilin Hall can be said to tell the origin of Zhang Zhenren, the Zhengyi Dao. Let’s see how the next couplet is?

Zeng Yu started a new line and wrote a couplet, and the little Taoist nun naturally recited it word by word:

"Dragon-Tiger-Mountain-Zhong-Zao-Xiao-Xiao-jia."

Lu Hanlin took the lead in praise: "My couplet, absolutely"

The young man, Hong, said: "The young man is terrifying. He is the young Wang Bo in the Tengwang Pavilion back then."

Zeng Yu put down his pen and returned to the old Taoist Yuan Gang. The little Taoist nun read the couplet again: "The gods and immortals in the Qilin Palace, the prime minister's house in Longhu Mountain." He smiled happily and turned to look at Zhang Zhenren, Zhang Yongxu, who could not move.

At this time, the officials and gentry all stood up and looked at the couplet dripping ink, and were amazed.

Zhang Yongxu was both happy and worried. Just about this couplet, it was indeed wonderful. It was simple but not simple, generous but not arrogant. It was more implicit and profound than the "unparalleled land in the south, the first family in the West River". The couplet hanging in the gate was truly brilliant and glorious, but the person who asked the couplet was too low. How could he have a little scholar ask the couplet of his headmen in the Great Zhenren Mansion? When officials and gentry saw this couplet in the future, they would definitely ask which famous scholar and high-ranking official asked him how he answered it. It was too indecent.

Zhang Yongxu said: "Since Zeng Xiucai has thrown his bricks and jade, you guys, you can give me some advice."

Everyone shook their heads and waved their hands, saying that there was no scene in front of them. Cui Hao wrote a poem on top and could not write a better and more appropriate couplet than this.

Zhang Yongxu was anxious. Do you really need to use a scholar’s ​​question?

The little Taoist nun naturally had a large range of movement. At this time, she came to Zhang Yongxu again and said softly: "Yongxu, is the couplet I recommended by the scholar?"

The little Taoist nun actually called Zhang Yongxu's name directly. Zhang Yongxu was not annoyed and said, "It's good, but it can't be used."

The little Taoist nun Liu Mei raised her eyebrows and said, "Since it's good, why can't it be used?"

Zhang Yongxu said: "Isn't it a joke to write a couplet from my Dazhen Mansion?"

The little Taoist nun said: "As long as the couplet is wonderful, no matter who wrote it, do you only recognize the official position, fame, and not the good or bad couplets? If this is the case, why not ask the senior Yi Yan Ge to write a lot of money?"

Zhang Yongxu said impatiently: "What do you know in your child's family? It's about the decency of our Dazhen Mansion. How can I not think about it for a long time?"

The little Taoist nun said dissatisfiedly: "What a kid's house? I am your little aunt."

Zhang Yongxu said helplessly: "Okay, OK, Aunt Guangwei, don't participate in this matter. How can you walk around as a female crown?"

This little Taoist nun is the daughter of Zhang Yongxu's uncle, named Zhang Guangwei. She is fifteen years old and is very active and erratic. Zhang Yongxu's uncle has long passed away. Zhang Guangwei grew up in the Dazhen Mansion. Relying on her seniority, she often sings opposite Zhang Yongxu. Zhang Yongxu is not a few years older than her. She has been together since childhood and cannot stand up for authority. He has no choice but to do with this clever and weird little aunt.

Zhang Guangwei said: "I am determined to practice Taoism and never marry for life. I am the Taoist nun, not pretending to be a silly."

Zhang Yongxu said: "No matter what, the couplets of our Dazhen Mansion cannot be written by a young scholar."

Zhang Guangwei's bright big eyes rolled a few times and said, "I don't know anything about my nephew Yongxu. The day before yesterday, at Chongqingyuan, the senior brother Yuan Gang used a Ziwei Doushi to count the fate of this scholar named Zeng. What do you think of Senior Brother Yuan Gang?"

"What do you say to Master?" Zhang Yongxu was a little interested.

Zhang Guangwei said mysteriously: "Senior Brother Yuan Gang said that Zeng Xiucai would be the top scorer in the future. Don't tell outsiders about this matter, and the secret of heaven should not be revealed."

Zhang Yongxu didn't believe it: "Really, then I'll ask Uncle Yuan Gang."

"You go and ask, would I lie in person?" Zhang Guangwei's expression remained unchanged.

Zhang Yongxu said: "I'm too lazy to ask. Uncle Yuan Gang is so spoiling you so much that you can make trouble."

Zhang Guangwei said annoyedly: "Why am I messing around? I recommended Zeng Xiucai to write such a good couplet, but you don't need it. I said he will win the top scorer in the future but you don't believe it. What do you think you will do?"

Zhang Yongxu raised his face and said, "Don't say much, this is a major event for me, and my family members are not allowed to make any progress."

Zhang Guangwei stomped his feet in anger, walked back to the old Taoist Yuan Gang, and said angrily to Zeng Yu: "Zhang Dazhen thinks you are just a little scholar, and he will not use it no matter how wonderful the couplet is written."

Zheng Shi sighed lightly: "The gods only recognize the level of official positions."

Zeng Yu was not depressed and said lightly: "You little fairy can go and ask Zhang Zhenren, now in front of the door, how many people still know who wrote that couplet was written by that year? Do you know?"

Zhang Guangwei said: "That couplet has been hanging for decades. How can I know who wrote it? It is said that it is a Hanlin. Senior Brother Yuan Gang should know his name."
Chapter completed!