The Blessed Princess
Chapter 37 Heroes of the original novel
"Wait a minute, mom, I'll go and find out." Wei Yichen replied, and immediately got off his horse and walked into the crowd.
After waiting for a while, Wei Yichen returned, his expression much more excited than when he left.
“Mother, this is a newly opened store that holds a competition.”
“What shop, what competition?”Seeing the appearance of his excited son, Yun grew even more curious.
It is rare to see a son so excited about one thing.
"It's Sibaozhai. It opened a branch in Xingshan County. There are calligraphy and essay competitions. The winner will receive calligraphy of the layperson in the Tibetan Forest. " "Sibaozhai? The paper your father brought last time seems to have come from
from This from Sibaozhai.”
“It's Sibaozhai!” said Wei Yichen excitedly.
"There is also a Tibetan monk, is he a famous man in Huzhou Prefecture? I heard your father mention it last time. The article is very good. He used to be an academician of the Imperial Academy. After he retired, he lived in exile in Huzhou Prefecture, planted a bamboo forest in front of the house, and considered himself a layman in the Tibetan forest." "
This guy!"
That was why Wei Yichen was so excited right now.
Wei Yichen was particularly interested in the paper from Sibaozhai, or the calligraphy of Buddhist monks in the Tibetan jungle.
Looking at his son's thoughts, Yun said: "Then why are you still standing there? In terms of calligraphy and writing, my son is one of the best in Xingshan County. "Listening to this, Wei Yichen looked at his father at the side again
.
Wei Mingting agreed: "Go, as a father, I also want to see my son's literary talent." "
His son has gone."
Wei Yichen walked into the crowd excitedly.
Wei Mingting then said to the people in the carriage: "You guys also get out of the carriages and streets."
After Wei Mingting spoke, the Yun family no longer restricted the three children, asked Wei Qingwan and Wei Ruo to put on hooded hats, and told their servants to follow them closely.
As for Wei Yilin, he was watching live, so the child did not know where he was going.
After getting out of the car, Wei Ruo led Xiumei into the crowd, surrounding the audience to fight over the calligraphy of the laymen in the Tibetan forest.
Although they were not as good as Wei Yichen, they were clearly more attentive to other things, especially Wei Ruo.
The content of the race is very simple, the participants will immediately make a short essay according to the given topic and write it on paper.
Lastly, the value of the pros and cons according to the content of the article and the quality of calligraphy.
The shopkeeper of Sibaozhai who led this competition was a bearded middle-aged man, with a slightly fat body and a simple and honest smile.
He warmly greeted each interested student, explained the rules of the competition to them, and invited them to participate.
The pens, ink, paper, and ink stones used in the competition were all provided by their Sibaozhai.
After Wei Yichen walked into the crowd, the shopkeeper introduced her with a smile.
"My lord, you just need to write some thoughts as per the title. We're not comparing the contents of the article, but calligraphy." "
Okay, I'll try. Please give me a pen and paper from the shopkeeper. "
The shopkeeper hurriedly asked the waiter to prepare a new paper and pen for Wei Yichen Pen.
Under everyone's supervision, Wei Yichen wrote about a hundred words eloquently.
The sweep of the pen was strong and vigorous, and the full, round handwriting immediately elicited a standing ovation from the audience.
After he finished writing, the shopkeeper did not comment, but asked the waiter to carefully close Wei Yichen's work.
Today, there were already many secondary works hanging on the next shelf, all written by the people who entered the competition today, all hung side by side, all of them hanging side by side, so that anyone passing by can judge and judge. .
In the distance, the luxuriously decorated carriage had been parked for a while.
“Kakak Yu is also interested?” Chu Lan asked Lu Yuhong who had witnessed the excitement beside her.
Lu Yuhong quickly shook his head: "Your Majesty, please don't make fun of me. I can do martial arts competitions, horseback riding, archery, cuju, and kill enemies. I can't compare calligraphy and literary talent. I just thought this shop was interesting, but I managed to make it when it opened The trick of this novel was here, and they even used the treasures of Buddhist monks in the Tibetan forest as gifts, he said, so I don't know if it's true or not." "There is
more tricks than a regular store." Chu Lan commented, her tone was rather dull, and she was not as excited as Lu Yuhong.
"By the way, is the person riding the horse there from Zhongyi House in Beijing? It doesn't seem foreign," asked Lu Yuhong.
Following the direction Lu Yuhong pointed at, Chu Lan looked at Wei Mingting.
"That's him, Uncle Zhongyi's third son, Wei Mingting, Cong Liupin Zhongxian's current lieutenant." "Your Majesty
still vividly recalling, I can't remember this, and I can't remember what's left in the capital clearly.', let alone It's outside the capital."
"Mansion Boss Zhongyi and even Boss Zhongyi himself were a group of boneless people, only this Wei Mingting was an exception, but it was a pity that he was just reckless and did not know how to change things. Otherwise, he would have left this place a long time ago. This is, "Chu Lan's Commentary.
"It's no wonder that Uncle Zhongyi's house has been in decline over the past few years. Too bad there is no successor. Too bad. I also heard from my father that Uncle Zhongyi is a famous founder of the country!" Lu Yuhong came from a learned family, he admired Xi Jinping inexplicably
- martial arts people especially admire the famous generals who have done heroic deeds.
"Let's go." Chu Lan suddenly lifted the car curtain and got up.
"Where are you going?"
"Competition."
"Uh? Are you interested, Your Majesty?" Lu Yuhong chased after him curiously.
Chu Lan did not reply, and directly went to the crowd.
The competition is still going on, almost everyone is trying it out, and his works have been hung up for everyone to see.
Among the many works, Wei Yichen's work was clearly the one that attracted the most attention.
It was also one that attracted many people to watch.
Yun's words were correct, in terms of calligraphy, Wei Yichen was definitely one of the best in Xingshan County.
After he entered the competition, the others were compared to him.
With victory in sight, Wei Qingwan was overjoyed for Wei Yichen.
At this moment, a man in brocade clothes came over.
"I'll try it too."
Everyone consciously paved the way for the brocade-clad man.
Judging from the clothes of the man and the entourage behind him, it was not difficult to guess that the identity of this person was unusual.
Wei Mingting also turned his head and was shocked.
He could not confirm the identity of the person in front of him, but he could see the clues from the men's troupe's accessories.
Wei Ruo at a glance recognized the identity of the man - Seventh Prince Chu Lan.
He is the hero of the original book, and he is also the one who executed himself in the original book.
Thinking of this, Wei Ruo subconsciously walked towards the outskirts of the crowd, making a distance between himself and the two.
Although he did not know what the usefulness was, he only instinctively wanted to keep a distance from what he thought was a dangerous factor.
Wei Ruo looked at Wei Qingwan again, and saw that Wei Qingwan was staring at Chu Lan.
Chu Lan was supposed to meet Wei Qingwan at the Fahua Temple, but she missed it due to her absence as a supporting role.
Could this late meeting happen today?