Chapter 506: Calligraphy and painting

The wind from the river brought a slight coolness.
In Linjiang Palace, the atmosphere is a bit subtle.
According to my conscience, this "Early Spring Outing" painting is excellent, and the theme is also very good. For those scholars who are inspiring to benefit the people and make life for the people, this painting is very warning and spurring. significance.
But who is there?
They are all top aristocrats. They are the kind who pay a lot of money when they lie at home and do nothing to produce. They may sympathize with these servants, but how to use it or how to use it!
Zheng Qingfang didn't even think about probating them. He was very satisfied that he could squeeze some money out of their hands to build water conservancy projects, build bridges and pave roads, and feed back the civilians.
The second famous painting is unfolded. It is a girl!
In early spring, apricot blossoms rained!
On the southern outskirts of the city, a young girl with cardamom was wearing a yellow spring shirt, holding a large banana leaf with both hands, putting it on her head, and then squatting by the gurgling creek, watching the ants moving in the rain!
It was!
Quack!
A frog was noisy, leaped high, and jumped onto the banana leaf. The girl's beautiful big eyes turned up and she wanted to probe her hand to catch it.
The whole picture scroll, because of this catch, seems to come alive!
"Haha!"
Many people couldn't help laughing at the moment they saw the picture scroll, and their nervousness also instantly slowed down, as if they were part of the spring rain.
The girl is cute and cute, and her eyes are full of innocence. Just looking at it makes people feel uncomfortable.
"I have seen this picture!"
An old man stroked his beard and said something.
"Yes, I have seen it too. It happened last year. Zheng Xiang asked the butler to bring it. I really wanted to stay!"
"I heard that the girl in the painting was missing. Zheng Xiang had this painting just to find her!"
"Huh? Why do I think this girl is a bit familiar?"
The guests talked a lot.
Gu Xiuxun looked at Sun Mo in amazement. She had seen Sun Mo painted "Early Spring Outing". She thought it was an occasional skill, but she didn't expect him to be truly unparalleled.
She knew about Lu Zhiruo's disappearance, so no one except Sun Mo could paint such a vivid papaya girl.
An Xinhui looked at Lu Zhiruo subconsciously, and compared it with the the scroll. Although it was not exactly the same, the charm and temperament were the same person.
Then An Xinhui's expression was shocked, and she looked at Sun Mo.
"Oh, the girl in the painting is from this Zhongzhou Academy, right?"
Qi Muen screamed and suddenly realized.
Lu Zhiruo said just now that he wanted to donate more than one hundred taels, so someone looked at her, Qi Muen was among them, and he reacted right now.
Everyone turned their heads, compared them, and found that they looked very similar.
"Zheng Xiang, is this the girl?"
Qi Muen asked.
"what?"
Lu Zhiruo was dumbfounded, and stared at the scroll blankly: "How come I look familiar, is it me?"
"Haha!"
Seeing the cute papaya mother, many people can't help but laugh.
"Master Miao, your painting skills should be the highest among all of you present. Would you please comment on it?"
Zheng Qingfang asked.
Qi Muen didn't know if it was an illusion, he seemed to hear Zheng Qingfang's teasing about Miao Mu.
Miao Mu lifted his chin slightly, and glanced at Sun Mo arrogantly. Did you see it? Even Zheng Sang praises me so!
Huh, sit down with me and discuss painting? Are you worthy?
You are a brother!
When Miao Mu's gaze turned to the painting again, he showed a look of serious appreciation, and he was about to show his true ability.
"This painting should be completed in a quarter of an hour, or even less time!"
Miao Mu spoke.
"Huh? No? Can you draw a famous painting in a quarter of an hour?"
Raising his hand, Fang Lun was shocked: "The so-called famous paintings shouldn't be carefully crafted?"
"Miaobi grows flowers in this realm. It depends on the feeling. Of course, the longer you paint, the easier this feeling will come. It's like archery. After shooting a few arrows, it feels good. That's how archery really works! "
Miao Mu found an easy-to-understand analogy.
"Master Miao is really amazing, this painting was indeed completed in a quarter of an hour!"
After Zheng Qingfang said these words, many people began to marvel.
"You can complete a famous painting in a quarter of an hour. This master must have extraordinary painting skills!"
Qi Muen was shocked and looked at the corner of the scroll, trying to find the inscription, but found that there was none.
Others were also exclaiming and talking. Gu Xiuxun and An Xinhui stared at Sun Mo and looked at his expression. That's right, he painted it.
"The composition of this painting is very simple, and there is no far-reaching artistic conception. It is purely the master's interest and the painting, but don't look simple, it is the master's care, love, and love for this girl. The emotion is perfectly presented."
Miao Mu sighed: "The biggest impression of this "Spring Rain Picture" is that it is clean, innocent, and free of impurities."
"Huh? Did the teacher like me so much?"
Lu Zhiruo was stunned and looked at Sun Mo. She felt that she was too stupid and poorly qualified. Compared with Li Ziqi and Ying Baiwu, the teacher must like them more, but now it seems that she has misunderstood the teacher?
Sun Mo chuckled and rubbed Papaya Niang's head.
"Hehe!"
Lu Zhiruo's eyebrows were open and smiling, and he instantly threw away those chaotic thoughts. No matter what, in my heart, I am the teacher's favorite baby!
Li Ziqi curled the corners of his mouth, and suddenly a deep envy rose in his heart. I really want the teacher to draw me a picture!
You don’t need famous paintings, as long as the teacher draws them.
Sun Mo curled his lips, no wonder Miao Mu was so arrogant, he did have the strength to be proud.
"To appreciate this kind of famous painting, you don't need to think too much, and you can't think too much, just appreciate the beauty!"
Miao Mu made a summary and gave a thumbs up: "This master is really amazing!"
Everyone looked at the picture scroll again.
On the green banana leaves, there are crystal clear raindrops sliding down, the pitch-black ants crawling messily, and the smell of soil emanating from the wet soil, as if blowing on the face, people can feel it through the picture scroll .
Indeed, looking at this famous painting, the chaotic emotions of the guests will soon calm down, faster than some incense bath tea.
"Lord Li, what do you think?"
Zheng Qingfang asked.
Li Ziqi's face is already very difficult to read, the painting is good, but because of this painting, he thinks of his son who died tragically.
Although it is an unbelievable thing, no, even a dog in the palace of the prince, it is not your turn to deal with it.
"Haha, good painting!"
Li Ziqi praised, but in his heart, he has decided that when there is a chance, he must kidnap this girl from the Zhongzhou Academy and sell her to the most remote country, so that you will never see each other.
"Zheng Xiang, I don't know who made this painting?"
Miao Mu was curious, because he found that this famous painting was not signed, so he could only ask.
"Gandalf!"
Zheng Qingfang introduced.
"Who? Is it Gandalf who wrote "Journey to the West"?"
"I didn't expect it to be a famous painter?"
"Tsk, painting and calligraphy? It turned out to be a painting and calligraphy?"
The guests were shocked.
Qi Muen was also taken aback when he heard the name, then subconsciously looked at Lu Zhiruo, and then followed her gaze to find Sun Mo.
"This girl really admires Sun Mo!"
Qi Muen muttered, always feeling that this famous painting has something to do with Sun Mo.
"Oh, what are you surprised? Didn't you see it just now? The "Early Spring Outing Picture" was signed by Master Gandalf!"
An old man speechless, he is really a vulgar person, he can't even appreciate paintings, he just pretends to be arty.
"..."
The guests were speechless. Who was hesitant to pay attention to the inscription just now? They were all thinking about how to avoid donations. After all, it doesn't matter who painted the famous paintings compared to money.
"Zheng Xiang, this famous painting, I wonder if it can be cut off?"
Qi Muen struggled for a while, but still begged. After all, he is also a painter, so he didn't want to miss it when he saw it.
"Qi Mingma, you are killing me!"
Zhang Hanfu refused.
"Then Uncle Zheng, since you can get two famous paintings by Gandalf, you must be familiar with him, can you help me introduce them?"
Qi Luma retired and sought second place.
With his status, there is no chance of development in his career, so he started to engage in art and become a literary man.
"How about I will tell you after I have asked Master Gandalf's opinion?"
Zheng Qingfang did not randomly agree.
"Then please!"
After Qi Muen bowed his hand, he became excited again: "Isn't there another famous painting? Get it out quickly!"
"This third one, is it the finale, right?"
Fang Lun guessed.
"Just now, everyone has appreciated Master Miao's Tripitaka, which is highly rated. Now I also have one. Please comment."
Following Zheng Qingfang's words, the big man unfolded the picture scroll, and a picture of "Three Tibet Traveling to the West" showed everyone in front of them. For a moment, the whole Linjiang Palace was silent.
When everyone looked at this picture scroll, all words were gone, and all their minds were attracted by Sanzang's resolute face.
Is Miaomu's Tripitaka bad?
Very good, it is a rare good product, but there is no harm if there is no comparison. Compared with this one, that is the younger brother!
Strictly speaking, the famous painting Zheng Qingfang produced is a portrait at best. It is simple to die, but the simpler it is, the easier it will resonate.
Those present, especially the old people, couldn't help but sigh. The years are merciless, and the youth is gradually passing. Who doesn't want to live a few more years?
To be honest, most people get by at this age, but after seeing this famous painting, they suddenly become more energetic.
"Haha, great! Wonderful!"
An old man laughed, stroked his beard, and stared at the trip to the west: "The old man has long wanted to go to the north and take in the magnificent scenery of the desert, but he was worried that he would die on the road for a long time!"
"Funny! Sad! Sigh!"
"I am not dead, but my heart is dead!"
After the old man finished speaking, he suddenly bowed his hand towards Zheng Qingfang: "Ge Er Zheng, my brother's family, I beg you!"
After the old man finished speaking, he laughed, and left with bold steps. His ambition was ignited by this famous painting, and he was going to complete the ambition he had set when he was young!
"Huh? Father, father, you can't go!"
A middle-aged person is in a hurry and wants to chase it out. The family can have its current status. It depends on his father's remaining power and connections. If he dies outside, the influence of the family will be greatly reduced.
"Xiao Zhang, don't chase, let him go!"
Zheng Qingfang persuaded that the two have known each other for a long time, but since entering the court as an official, Lao Zhang has never called himself Zheng Geer, and now he is called by this name again, which shows that his heart has returned to that year.
"calm down!"
Fang Taishou kept admonishing himself not to do stupid things. He now has an impulse to resign from office and to fulfill the ideal of traveling through famous mountains and rivers that he set up when he was young.
"This is the power of famous paintings!"
Qi Muen sighed.
At this moment, the entire hall was immersed in an inexplicable atmosphere.
In the past year or so, "Journey to the West" has become a big hit. It can be said that even the illiterate people in the market have heard it from storytellers.
At the craziest time, let alone the entire teahouse and wine shop in Jinling, it is the simple tea shop in the outskirts. There are young girls with red teeth singing Journey to the West.
It is precisely because everyone has read the Journey to the West that they feel particularly strong when they see this picture of the Trip to the West.
The San Zang in the painting no longer wears the gorgeous robes, no longer looks like the white-faced monk. He is in the dust, holding a white horse stained with mud, holding a nine-ring tin rod, and facing the difficult trek of the miasma beast.
The color of this painting is not gorgeous, even because of the use of gray tones, at first glance, there is a sense of depression and struggle, which makes people very uncomfortable.
But this discomfort, after the viewer looked at Sanzang, it all melted like ice and snow in the sun.
Sanzang's eyes, determined and unyielding, seemed to penetrate the mist and looked towards the west!
The steps of Sanzang, calm and clean, seem to be able to overcome a thousand catastrophes and overcome all obstacles.
The expression of San Zang reveals his no regrets and persistence in retrieving the Scriptures. No matter how difficult and remote the journey is, he will absolutely shrink back.
That kind of will, revealing the picture scroll, rushed to the face.
Life is trouble and trouble!
Who is alive and hasn't been upset yet?
Sometimes I really feel so tired, so let's just go on being so decadent, but when they see this famous painting, they have a strong sense of war in their hearts!
"I feel like I'm thirty years younger again!"
Li Zixing laughed.
Facing the rise of Zhongzhou Academy~EbookFREE.me~ I am actually anxious? Got some tension? Don't be afraid, I can definitely turn it into my pocket in my lifetime!
And the throne...
Li Zixing's eyes flickered, he bit his lip, and that chair. Who said I would never have a chance to sit down?
An Xinhui is a tough-minded person. After retreating from the artistic conception of a famous painting, she looked towards the inscription and was stunned.
"Gandalf?"
Why is this guy again? But it is right to think about it, Journey to the West is the work of Gandalf, and his painting for this book is also the meaning of the title.
For some reason, An Xinhui looked at Sun Mo directly, and then blinked.
Sun Mo shrugged helplessly, and then he heard the system prompt.
Ding!
The favorability degree from An Xinhui +1000, respect (11000/100000).