At the foot of Mount Hua, in the tea room.

"Bo Yu, there are many more people this year than in previous years. It seems that you have done a good job in publicity." Lu Qingshu took a sip of tea and said slowly, his voice calm and with a hint of envy.

"It's OK, it's just right that there are many people in Mount Hua." Zhang Boyu waved his hand, showing great modesty.

As the president of the Chinese Couplet Society, he spent a lot of energy on this year's couplet competition.

The times are progressing, and they must also progress and cannot stagnate. How to deal with this couplet competition has always been a topic of internal discussion among them.

The scale of this competition can be said to be unprecedented, and the number of people far exceeds that of previous sessions.

The number of couplets in the preliminary competition has increased from hundreds to thousands, which not only provides more choices for everyone, but also adds a little fun.

These couplets cover ancient and modern times, China and foreign countries, some of which are based on classical literature, and some are combined with modern life.

"Qingshu, I heard your granddaughter is here too? Why don't you bring her here to meet me?" Shangguan Rui said with a smile. He really likes the girl from Lu Qingshu's family and has always considered her the best candidate for his granddaughter-in-law.

The grandson of the president of the Chinese Classical Music Association and the granddaughter of the president of the Chinese Writers Association are a match made in heaven, a talented man and a beautiful woman.

Shangguan Rui's grandson Shangguan Yunfei also smiled. He has liked Lu Yunshu for a long time.

He has liked her since he saw Lu Yunshu at a party when he was a child.

But because of family reasons, they rarely meet, and can only meet once in a while at a gathering of elders.

This time, Shangguan Yunfei came because of the competition and Lu Yunshu.

"She's probably playing downstairs. She ran away as soon as she came." Speaking of his granddaughter, Lu Qingshu's face was full of happiness and pride.

Although this one of his is a girl, her achievements in literature are not inferior to those of other peers.

But it depends on who you compare with. If you compare with that monster, it's still a long way off.

"You old guys rarely get together, why do you all bring your grandchildren and grandsons?" Kong Bingwen's eyes narrowed.

"Hahaha... Bingwen, who told you not to bring them?"

"Don't you understand? His kid is not interested in these things at all."

"Hahaha..."

"Ah!" Kong Bingwen sighed, feeling quite helpless.

As a scholar and a top figure in the domestic literary world, his grandson doesn't like these things, but prefers to study finance.

The key is that he won't listen to any advice.

What a misfortune for the family!

At this moment, a man suddenly trotted over from outside the door.

"President." The man nodded to Zhang Boyu first, and then nodded to the others present.

"Yifan, what's the hurry? Remember that you are not a judge in the preliminary round today." Zhang Boyu waved to him to sit down, and then poured him a cup of tea.

"President, guess who I saw in front of me?" Jin Yifan thanked for the tea first, and then said after taking a sip.

"Hehe... You are playing a riddle with me."

"Hahaha..."

Zhang Boyu's words amused the others present.

"Hehe!" Jin Yifan touched his head a little embarrassedly. Although he was also an associate professor, he was just a junior in front of these people.

Except for those young people of the next generation, the achievements of any one person present were beyond the reach of others.

"Don't keep me in suspense, just tell me."

"I just met Jiang Yuebai." Jin Yifan said the name.

"Jiang Yuebai?"

"Yes, it's the Jiang Yuebai you have been mentioning before." Jin Yifan affirmed.

Some time ago, more than 50 couplets in front of the Wuhou Temple were officially unveiled, and this phenomenon immediately attracted widespread attention from the domestic literary community.

Almost every one of these more than 50 couplets is full of profound meaning and can withstand scrutiny.

Among the more than 50 couplets, the most eye-catching one is the "Attack the Heart Couplet".

This couplet has become the finishing touch of the Wuhou Temple with its profound connotation and exquisite calligraphy.

The first couplet: "If you can attack the heart, the rebellion will disappear by itself. Since ancient times, we have known that soldiers are not belligerent."

The second couplet: "If you don't judge the situation, both leniency and strictness will be wrong. Those who govern Shu in the future must think deeply."

If you can attack the heart with soldiers, rebellion will disappear naturally. From ancient times to the present, those who are truly good at using soldiers are not belligerent; if you don't judge the situation, whether the policy is lenient or strict, it will go wrong. Those who govern Shu in the future must think deeply.

The couplet is profound and warns future generations. It immediately attracted attention and praise when it appeared.

Even the highest leaders of Shu went to observe it before.

And their couplet society held a seminar on more than 50 couplets in the Wuhou Temple, and analyzed each couplet at the meeting.Among so many couplets, the most impressive ones are the more than 20 couplets written by Jiang Yuebai.

The feat of one person writing more than 20 couplets is amazing at any time.

Not to mention that these more than 20 couplets are still in use and hung in the Han Zhaolie Temple and Wuhou Temple.

At that time, the members of the Couplet Society praised Jiang Yuebai, but they did not expect that he would appear at the competition today.

"Yuebai is here too?" Dean Liu of Bailu Academy was surprised.

"Just in front."

"Now there will be a good show to watch." An Zhiwei said with a smile.

"Why? You all know Jiang Yuebai?" Zhang Boyu looked at everyone.

"Boyu, he is a member of my Writers Association, how can he not know?" Lu Qingshu took a sip of tea.

"I was the one who recommended him to the Writers Association."

"I met this young man on the Internet a long time ago. He is a very talented person." Kong Bingwen began to pay attention to Jiang Yuebai since the poem "May We Live Long".

As expected, he did not disappoint, and he created many poems in succession.

"By the way, did he participate in the competition?" asked Liu Changqing, the dean of Bailu Academy.

"Yes, he just matched one."

"Quick, quick, let me see it." Zhang Boyu was already impatient.

"The original is still in the competition venue, but I took a photo of it."

"Take a look first, and then you can put away Yuebai's painting. These are all rare treasures." Zhang Boyu instructed.

Since that seminar, he has been very impressed with Jiang Yuebai's calligraphy and really wants to own one.

This time he finally waited for it. Although it is not his personal one, this one at least belongs to the Couplet Society.

"Got it."

Jin Yifan opened the tablet computer, clicked on the photo and showed it to the elders.

He first showed everyone the first couplet, and then switched to the second couplet written by Jiang Yuebai.

"So it's this one."

"Let me see, the first couplet is "How can there be mountains and rivers in heaven?" What is it about?"

"The second couplet is "Aren't we gods on earth?"

"Well matched, wonderfully matched."

"A stroke of genius!"

"Not only is this couplet well matched, but this calligraphy is even more amazing."

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