Chapter 48: What's the idea

"..." The yellow language was dizzy and almost didn't fall on the spot.
The town of Nanwang does not know? Big Brother, are you really a person in the Kingdom of Heaven? It won't come out of that corner!
This time, she regrets bringing this guy here!
I don't know, if you say the wrong thing, you must be implicated!
In fact, it is not a camouflage, he does not know.
The predecessor was only the worst teacher in the college. He always thought about how he could not be driven out of the college. The political affairs in the kingdom never looked down. He knew very little. He crossed the previous ones, and even the halls, offices, and departments did not engage. Understand, how can you understand what is Zhennan Wang.
Oh!
I want to explain the glorious record of Zhennan Wang. I heard the door of the front ring roaring and opened from the middle. A housekeeper looks like it.
"City, I am ready, I hope to get the master again!" Bai Xiongzi Baixun, no longer just arrogant, but a respectful way.
"It turned out to be a white little son and a yellow girl! Please wait for me to go to the living room!" Seeing the three looks, the housekeeper is covered.
The three followed him into the mansion.
Let's look around.
Although the decoration of this place is not luxurious, even some places in the college are slightly inferior, but there is no scenery, dynamic and static, like a silent ink painting, can not tell the elegance.
"A good natural unadorned ink painting!"
Zhang Hang couldn't help but admire.
"Oh? This son...has a knack for painting?" The steward, who was moving forward, heard the sigh and turned his head.
"It’s just a casual feeling!" I didn’t expect that the casualty would cause the butler’s attention, and Zhang Hang quickly shook his head.
When he was alive, he was a librarian and worked elegantly. Although he had seen many pictures, he never took a brush, let alone painted!
"Our family, the heart is the pen, the courtyard is the paper, the whole house is repaired like a picture, the son did not say anything wrong!" The butler nodded, no longer say more.
Coming to the living room soon.
The living room is not large, antique, and all kinds of scrolls are hung on the wall. Once inside, it gives a feeling of quietness and indifference.
Unlike other places, there are stone pillars that test strength, giving people the feeling that they will be eliminated when they are not strong enough.
"I am going to tell the lord!"
The butler arranged for the three to sit down and turned and went out.
"Do you know how to paint?" When the housekeeper left, the yellow language looked strangely.
The conversation just now was obviously heard. She really didn’t know about the boy she brought.
"It’s just like watching the layout of the courtyard is like a picture!" Zhang Hangdao.
"Small language, don't listen to him nonsense, this guy is pretentious, so get rid of the mystery!" Baixun's gaze on one side is about to burn.
"What do you know? My friend is a rich five-car, and he is very good! You think everyone is like you, and you like to pretend?" When he heard the other party insulting her friend, Huang was immediately unhappy.
"Study rich five cars? Just him? Xiaoyu, you have to be careful, I think this kid is a shackle who doesn't learn nowhere, but he is young, but he is nonsense, and he is happy. He is really shameless and shameless. Especially!"
Listening to the girl's praise of the other party, Bai Xun is more angry, and the bite of the teeth is "giggle!"
"My friend, chess and calligraphy, is omnipotent, omnipotent, not to mention the leader of the younger generation, even in the older generation, there are absolutely few comparable! What is like you, 啥No, I know that killing and killing all day long! You are the real one without learning!"
Yellow language does not allow.
"Returning the piano and painting, everything is proficient? Just like him? It doesn't look much bigger than me. Even if I learn from my mother's womb, how much can it be? Then you will be deceived by him!" Baixun looked wickedly. Hanging over.
"A young person means that learning is not good? In case someone has a high talent? You have no talent, don't doubt others!" Huang continued.
"..." Hearing the words of both sides, the hanging head of the lying gun was full of black lines.
If you quarrel, you will argue, what do you do? Who do I provoke?
Returning the chess and paintings, I haven’t touched even these four things... I’m still talented and talented, and I can become the entire Hongtian College. Has the first teacher in history ever scored zero?
The two sides quarreled, Bai Xun still wants to continue to counter a few words, and heard the sound of footsteps outside, a figure came in.
It’s an old man who has to be white, with a special temperament, not angry.
Before the butler, I am following.
The former teacher who was chasing after him, Lu Shen adults!
"See the Master!"
Seeing this person, Bai Xun and Huang Yu no longer dare to bicker, and at the same time.
"I heard that someone saw that the layout of my courtyard was an ink painting, rare young people now, and this elegant!"
The two men who ignored the ceremony, as soon as they walked in, the old man’s eyes fell on Zhang Sushang. It was obvious that Lu Xuan’s words were just now, but the housekeeper specifically told him.
"Master, this guy is a nonsense, don't bother, I have reviewed my homework today, the master can just ask questions..." Bai Xun saw the master's attention attracted by the newly arrived kid, full of dissatisfaction, hurriedly .
"I let you talk?"
Master Lu Shen, an eyebrow.
"I..."
Bai Xun’s face is red, but he dares not to say a few nonsense.
His status is very high, and he is also very good, but in front of the imperial master, it is still far away.
After the end of Baixun, Master Lu Shen once again looked at Zhang Xuan: "Since I understand the painting, I have just a piece of work here, and I will appreciate it for you!"
After finishing a beckoning.
The butler came forward and handed over a picture, which was immediately unfolded on the desktop.
It is a pair of ink paintings. It is elegant and elegant. As soon as it unfolds, a fresh breath will come to the surface. The smoke is dry, the mountain village is quiet, and the children play and play. The whole picture seems to be buzzing, the leaves are dancing, it is a Deputy landscape painting.
"This..." Zhang squinted his head.
He can't figure out how to make a picture. He can only see that this picture is good, let him appreciate it? What to appreciate?
"You have to say well, this is the master test you, he... I like the tester very much. Anyway, when I came, he was tested by him... If you say it, you can borrow as many books as you can. If you are not good, you can go back directly..."
Hesitating, the voice of the yellow voice is anxious.
"Test?"
Zhang Hang smiles.
I knew that this master of Lu Shen was good at this, walking in the yard, I would not talk nonsense!
Isn't this asking for trouble? However, listening to the tone of the yellow language, even if you do not say, the other party will certainly test, after all, has formed a habit, want to change, I am afraid it can not be changed!
As for appreciation, appreciate a wool!
I don’t know what to do, can you see what the problem is? What words are you talking about?
The other party is an emperor, proficient in painting and calligraphy, casually nonsense, and if he hasn’t finished it, he will be driven out by the other party.
"What? Is there any problem?"
See him, Master Lu Shen looked over.
"Ah, no!"
Zhang can't scratch his head, thinking about how to organize the vocabulary, saying something that would make the other person unable to pick the fault, suddenly a heartbeat.
"The Heaven and Earth Library can recognize the true and false of the treasures, then... Can you see the shortcomings of the pictures?"
Think of this, can't help but move forward, come to the picture, and touch your finger gently.
Hey!
A whisper in the brain, a book appeared in my mind.
After reading the content, Zhang Suhang’s mood is good. He looks up at Lu Shen’s master who looks at him. He smiles slightly:
Does the master really let me appreciate?

Master Lu Shen did not answer, indicating acquiescence.
"I have a comment of eight words!" Zhang Hangdao.
"Want to hear the details!" Master Lu Shen looked over.
Zhang Xuan nodded, looked at the picture in front of me, and turned a circle, could not help but shook his head: "These eight words are... shit, what stuff!"
"Gongzi Shenyan!" I thought he could say something. When he heard this, the butler on one side almost didn't faint on the spot, and quickly stopped: "This is the painting that the master just left..."