Painting Doctor Jinhua

A poem can be written before a leaf falls! This boy is really arrogant!

King Shixing laughed twice, clapped his hands vigorously and said, "Great! Today I want to see how you can write a poem before a leaf falls."

"Someone, get him some writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone!"

At the order of King Shixing, a eunuch quickly brought writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone and placed them on a golden nanmu desk.

Xiao Jinyu walked to the desk, picked up the pen, inkstone and ink, then looked up at the sky.

At this time, the sun was already high in the sky, but because of the dense green shade, the sunlight only cast mottled spots of light between the leaves. The mountain breeze blew, and the leaves on a huge poplar tree rustled. Soon, a yellow poplar leaf broke away from the branch and slowly fell!

"here we go!"

Li Mi, who was watching quietly in the crowd, now rushed to the front impatiently and watched the leaf fall.

The scholars also looked forward to it nervously.

Lanling Wang's eyes were only on Xiao Jinyu from beginning to end. It seemed that no matter what happened, no matter when and where, no matter what her identity was or who she faced, she could remain calm, as if everything was under her control!

What kind of extraordinary woman is this!

Medical skills! Painting skills! Debate! And now poetry and books...

What else has he not seen yet?

Xiao Xian and Cui Hengyi hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd and finally found a place where they could see Xiao Jinyu clearly.

At this time, Cui Heng was very sure in his heart that Xiao Jinyu was Xie Yuqing, the eldest daughter of the Xie family of Chen County, whom he once knew. Although he did not believe in the "immortality of God" theory and did not believe that the soul could be transferred or resurrected after death, now, he would rather believe it!

"The leaves have fallen, write quickly!"

Li Mi became anxious when he saw that Xiao Jinyu had not started writing yet.

At this moment, Xiao Jinyu's gaze also quietly fell on the falling leaf.

She picked up the pen and began to write on a piece of Saiki paper about five feet long.

"Write it, start writing it!"

Some scholars couldn't help but shout out in surprise.

It was done in one go, as smooth as flowing water, without any pause!

Even the figure that is as bright as the moon and as standing as a pine tree is so pleasing to the eye!

This is the demeanor of the celebrities that people in the south admire and yearn for!

Gao Changgong watched quietly until the poplar leaf fell on the table, landing on the space where she stopped at her last stroke.

She also raised her head, curled her lips slightly, and smiled rather sarcastically.

That smile was so charming and voluptuous!

"Have you finished writing? Show it to me!"

Chen Shuling seemed a little unconvinced, and hurriedly called the eunuch to hand him the Zuobo paper on the table.

"Just one sentence? You call it a poem?"

He frowned and said disdainfully, and showed the poem on the Saeki paper to everyone.

"Let me see. Feng Ding Hua You Luo!"

"The wind stops, but the flowers still fall!"

"This poem is excellent!" Li Mi muttered to himself several times and said.

"What's good about it?" Chen Shuling asked.

"I can't really describe what's so good about it, it's just so catchy to read and feels so good!"

"Ah!"

"Let's not talk about the poem, but the calligraphy. Can you write such good calligraphy?"

Li Mi turned and asked King Shixing angrily!

Chen Shuling, the King of Shixing, was not a person who was very fond of studying, but every time he went to court, he would take out a book and recite aloud on the way. In fact, he was just pretending to do so for his father, Emperor Chen Xu to see.

"Character?"

When the words were mentioned, a crowd of scholars came up and watched intently!

"Yes, this calligraphy is very wonderful, and each character has its own unique charm. What kind of font is this? Why have I never seen it before?"

"Feng, this word is the small regular script of Madam Wei, dignified and elegant, graceful and beautiful, every word is a pearl, every stroke is perfect!"

"Everyone knows that Madam Wei was the teacher who taught the calligrapher Wang Xizhi. It was because of Madam Wei's careful cultivation that the calligrapher Wang Xizhi became a legend!"

"It is so powerful and vigorous, like the style of a calligrapher!"

"The flowers are clear, vigorous, beautiful, smooth and fluent, inheriting the charm of Wei Lu!"

"She is as graceful as a startled swan, as agile as a swimming dragon, flying freely and carefree like a phoenix emerging from the nirvana!"

"Falling expresses the soul, and there is also a sense of melancholy, like fallen leaves returning to their roots."

Following Cui Heng's explanation, all the scholars seemed to be deeply immersed in it. For a moment, they were all silent and dared not speak, as if this was just a dream. If they woke up suddenly, all these beautiful things would disappear!

Xiao Xian was also immersed in this five-character poem. He had seen Xiao Jinyu's calligraphy before, but it was far less surprising and shocking than the one it brought him today.

It turned out that she was so talented and brilliant, and I had been reserved about her before.

"Is this the character of the Jin people?"

Someone sighed, and Xu Ling walked over, took the poem from Chen Shuling, and studied it carefully.

"It's really great. Not only the calligraphy is great, but the poetry is also great! I never thought that twenty years later, when I am old and aging, I would be able to see a young phoenix again. The Xie family of Chen County is indeed a famous and prestigious family, and they have produced talented people from generation to generation!

The calligraphy of the Wang family, the poetry of the Xie family, Mr. Xie, you alone are enough to rival the Wang and Xie families!"

One person is enough to rival Wang Xie!

This was probably Xu Ling's highest comment at this elegant gathering!

"One person can rival Wang and Xie? Minister Xu, is your comment too high? What's good about this incomplete poem?" Xu Shuling asked unconvinced.

Xu Ling patiently explained, "Your Highness, it is precisely because this is a fragment of a poem that it is so wonderful. The wind stops, but the flowers still fall. This is not just a poem, but a very powerful dialectic, which explains that there is stillness in movement, and there is movement in stillness. All things are in motion, and there is relative stillness in absolute motion.

This is also the conclusion that Mr. Xie Xiaolang gave to the debate just now. Everything is like this poem, with two sides and relativity. Just like what Mr. Xie Xiaolang said about the two sides of kindness and the relativity of good and evil, they cannot be generalized.

Your Highness, maybe you understand what this means?"

Chen Shuling seemed a little impatient and waved his hand quickly, not commenting any more.

During the Southern Liang Dynasty, Xu Ling was a famous scholar known as the "Yan Hui of the present day". Who dares to comment on his evaluation?

Amid the contemplation and sighs of the crowd, Yuwen Hui burst into laughter:

"It's really a good calligraphy! A good poem! But what I don't understand is that since Young Master Xie came with Lanling King, how come we have never heard of Young Master Xie before? And we haven't seen Young Master Xie traveling with Lanling King?"

At this time, Prince Lanling came over and stood side by side with Xiao Jinyu.

"Young Master Xie is an aide to me. He prefers quietness to activity. He came with me to Jiankang this time to attend a gathering of elegant discussions. You have never heard of him before. It is true that he was not well-known at that time and was trying to build up his reputation. Is it surprising?"

Chen Shuling looked at Prince Lanling and Xiao Jinyu, who was dressed as a man, with great curiosity. His eyes flickered, as if he had guessed something, revealing a hint of ambiguous cunningness.

"Oh, so that's how it is. It turns out that Mr. Xie has been waiting to become famous today!" Yu Wenhui said with a hint of sarcasm, "But why does the name Xie Zhen sound familiar to me?"

Xiao Jinyu smiled when she heard this but said nothing.

Just at this moment, a voice suddenly broke the silence in the mountains.

"Xie Xiaolangjun is indeed an excellent debater, and can be a role model for scholars. I wonder if I can debate with you?"

Everyone saw the Southern Dynasty's Emperor Chen Xu walking out from a pavilion covered by green shade.