Chapter 1088 Changping County Lord 36
After Xining finished eating slowly, he was drinking lotus leaf and lotus heart tea when news started to come in one after another.
It was said that Miss Qian San's piano played several wrong notes, and later she said that a young man from a certain family broke one of the strings while playing the piano.
There is no distinction between men and women when playing the piano, only one person is chosen. Qin's ranking came out, and it turned out to be Zhang Liao.
Looking at the name on the bamboo slip, Xining raised his eyebrows: "This guy seems to have some skills."
Qin'er looked intoxicated: "Mr. Zhang plays the ball extremely well, comparable to Zhong Yi and Shi Kuang. His skill in playing a high mountain and flowing water song overwhelms everyone, it's like the rebirth of Boya."
Xining rolled his eyes and shook his fan: "Then give him the lottery ticket you prepared."
The lucky number was a guqin. At that time, she wanted to learn the guqin. The worst guqin in the warehouse was chosen for her, but it was made with exquisite workmanship by a famous teacher and was worth thousands of silver.
As a result, the body master learned it for a few days, got tired of it, and stopped practicing. It's just sitting around as a decoration gathering dust, and it's not sold in the store, so I might as well give it away.
After a while, someone came back to report. Zhang Liao was very happy after receiving the piano and played another song in public to express his gratitude.
The next step is poetry and painting. You can just write poetry or paint. If you can draw a poem with a poem and be outstanding, then you will be the best in both worlds.
Butler Xiao sent someone over to ask for instructions on what title to use for the comparison. Xining said directly: "Lotus Root Banquet, naturally use this banquet or lotus root as the title, and let them play their own roles."
Anyway, it’s just to cooperate with them in order to sell the goods.
These poems, books and paintings are divided into men and women. After all, women don’t have as many opportunities to study as men, that’s how the world is. It's a pity that the owner didn't cherish the opportunity to study and made himself miserable. But she was really a playboy, so she saved a small life.
After half an hour, Xining was about to fall asleep, and the score came out.
This time, the guests voted by themselves. Each person had three votes in his hand. He was not allowed to vote for one person, but must vote for three people. The votes were ranked according to the votes.
This time among the male guests, Zhang Liao was the first in poetry and calligraphy. Fortunately, it was not him who was the first in painting, but Zhong Shuo, who studied under the Confucian scholar Huang Bing. Otherwise, I really would not have given the award.
The maid who came to report said: "Mr. Zhong wrote a poem on the painting. The poem received the same votes as Mr. Zhang. Everyone said that we should ask the county magistrate to decide."
Unfolding the painting, it shows the broken lotus in the pond, with the inscription "Autumn has not yet arrived, the lotus leaves are broken; the stems are straight, and the lotus roots are buried deep..."
The pitifully few lotus leaves in the painting are a vivid portrayal of the current pond, and the largest lotus leaf actually has a drop of water painted on it, as if this drop of water could roll down at any time and fall into the fish game. of water.
The word "ti" also implies that even in difficult moments, even if people are disabled, they should not forget the fundamentals of being a human being. The stem represents the backbone of a person, and the lotus root represents the foundation, which must be buried deep in the mud of one's own country.
Regardless of whether this is the meaning of the poem, the artistic conception is profound anyway. His painting skills are excellent and his calligraphy is neat and elegant. It’s a masterpiece!
Let's take a look at what Zhang Liao wrote, which is "Song of the Strong Wind": The strong wind is blowing, the clouds are flying, the powerful warriors are returning to their hometown, and the warriors are guarding the four directions!
It is a poem written by Emperor Gaozu, and the calligraphy is quite good. It is written in a wild cursive style, and with the accompanying calligraphy, it is majestic.
The corners of Xi Ning's mouth curled up, looking like someone else's wit, without any new ideas. But this is Gaozu's poem, and no one dares to say bad things about it. There's nothing wrong with the writing, and it's really well written.
Xining thought for a while and then said: "Mr. Zhong's calligraphy and painting have profound meanings, which is that a minister should abide by his duty. Mr. Zhang's calligraphy expresses the great ancestor's spirit and poetic soul. I think it should be tied for first place. Go to the warehouse and look for it again. A similar piece of calligraphy and painting was sent together.”
Choosing Zhang Liao as the number one would be against one's will, and choosing Zhong Shuo's paintings would cause trouble. Isn't it just an extra set of calligraphy and painting? It's not sold in the store anyway.
After looking at the calligraphy and paintings on the second or third place at the back, I felt they were far different from Zhong Shuo’s paintings. There is no way, it is not easy for a small county located on the border to have such outstanding achievements. If it were changed to a martial arts competition, there might be many more people coming out than those studying literature. There are also rewards for the second and third place, and small or slightly lower value calligraphy and paintings are given to the second and third place.
Looking at the names of the female relatives, the first name is the second miss of County Magistrate Zhou, the second is the third miss of County Magistrate Zhou, and the third is Miss Jia.
The writing is average, and the painting is even more ordinary.
Xining frowned slightly, thought for a while and said, "Go get Miss Wang's calligraphy and painting."
"I've already brought it. I know the county magistrate will definitely want to see it." Jing'er, who went to do it in person, smiled and brought out a calligraphy and painting.
Xining looked at the calligraphy and painting unfolding and said with a smile: "You are so weird."
I don’t know how well Miss Wang plays the piano, but her calligraphy and painting are much better than the top three. The painting is not just ink, but also colored ink. You must know that the use of colored ink is much more difficult than using black and white ink. Colors that are too bright or too elegant will affect the overall effect.
The pink lotus flowers and green lotus leaves are painted extremely vividly. Although the poems he wrote are not as good as Zhong Shuo's, the calligraphy is still neat and beautiful.
This kind of painting was not selected. I pinched my nose and knew that I had been excluded.
Miss Wang doesn't have the daughter of the Zhou family, she has a father who is a county magistrate, her family's money is not as good as that of the Qian family and the Jia family, she is pretty and easy-going. Even though she tries hard to be nice, her financial background is not as good as other ladies.
Xining thought for a while and then gave instructions. Jing'er nodded and said with a smile: "I know the county master has a good heart, and I know it."
The calligraphy and paintings presented to the female guests were all jewelry. On Tuesday, the first place lady received a gold necklace with a gold lock. On Wednesday, the lady who came first received a red gold bracelet. The second lady, Jia Er, received a gold walking stick.
Looking at Miss Wang next to her who lowered her head slightly and remained silent. Miss Jia Er deliberately inserted Jin Bu Yao directly into her head.
Miss Qian San was really bad at drawing and couldn't write well. Although she didn't win the prize, she was relieved just by looking at it: "It's such a pity. I thought Miss Wang could win, but the result... was impressive."
Miss Wang bit her lip tightly with her teeth and remained silent, her eye circles turning red again.
Jing'er whispered to Butler Xiao, who nodded after listening: "Here is another special award."
Special award?
It was a bit surprising that everyone was interested.
Butler Xiao said with a smile: "Today someone's painting made the county owner very satisfied. This person is good at color ink, which reminds the county owner of the deceased Prince of Qinling. The prince was also good at color ink when he was alive. Seeing him today, it seems that he is good at color ink again. When I saw my brother's painting, the county magistrate gave Miss Wang a golden handle as a token of gratitude."
Miss Wang was stunned and stared blankly as a golden ruyi was placed in a lacquer plate and brought to her.
Butler Xiao signaled: "Miss Wang, pick it up!"
Miss Wang took the heavy Jin Ruyi and burst into tears of joy. After the tears fell, she held back the tears and saluted politely: "Thank you, County Lord."
When Miss Wang left the County Lord's Mansion and sat in the car, holding Jin Ruyi in her hand, she couldn't help but lift the car curtain and look out.
(End of chapter)