Brother Cheng heard this and said, "But it's the Zhan family in Jiangnan."

Brother Cheng knows about the Zhan family in Jiangnan. The current third master of the Zhan family is acquainted with Mr.

of painting and construction.

Master Zhan San's paintings, like his people, follow a wild style, and most of his paintings are wild and chaotic mountain scenes.

As for building.

Listen, isn't it the endless chaotic sound of building construction?

A servant of the Xia family replied: "Young Master is right, it is the Zhan family in Jiangnan."

In fact, the Zhan family was not in the south of the Yangtze River before, but in the capital. However, wars broke out frequently in the last years of the previous dynasty, and the capital became a place for rebel kings and tyrants from all walks of life to compete for supremacy. In order to avoid the war, the Zhan family moved to the south of the Yangtze River.

After the establishment of Dachu, the Zhan family originally wanted to move back to the capital and continue to occupy a place in the royal capital. However, the first emperor of Dachu did not like the aristocratic family, so he beheaded many aristocratic families.

Seeing this scene, the Zhan family did not dare to return to the capital.

Not only did they not dare to return to the capital, even when the first emperor of Da Chu asked a wealthy family to send a daughter to the palace to become a concubine, the Zhan family did not refuse and instead sent a daughter to the palace.

Because of this incident, the Zhan family was scolded by a first-class family, saying that the Zhan family was flattering and gave their daughters to thieves. However, the Zhan family said that their family did this to preserve the family's bloodline and prevent the Emperor of Chu from killing the family again.

Brother Cheng felt that the Zhan family simply wanted to please both sides. Unfortunately, the daughter who was sent to the palace only gave birth to a princess and then died, not a prince.

The Zhan family failed to please both sides. They failed to curry favor with the royal family and were despised by the first-class aristocratic families.

In the past, Mr. Xia also looked down upon the Zhan family, but he had known Mr. Zhan San since he was a boy, had shared hardships together, and was impressed by Mr. Zhan's construction. Therefore, he has been in contact with Mr. Zhan San for so many years, and has no respect for the Zhan family.

There has also been a gradual improvement.

"Young Master is here." The official of the Xia family came over from the end of the road and saluted Brother Cheng: "Young Master, my good friend is here. He is building a building and having a drink in the Tingshui Garden. Please invite me.

Mr. Lang went over to meet the guests."

Xiaotuan listened at the side and said: "Steward Xia, I have told you many times, don't call our brother Cheng the young man. Just call him brother Cheng or the second son of the Gu family."

Xiaolangjun is the name given to male children by the wealthy families of the previous dynasty. His brother Cheng is not from a wealthy family, he is just a farm boy. After school, he still has to cut and collect grass with a crop knife.

Butler Xia even gave Xiao Tuan a look. He only smiled and said to Brother Cheng: "Please, Mr. Xiao Lang."

Brother Cheng thought that since Mr. Xia invited him, he had no choice but to go and say hello.

He nodded and greeted the large and small groups, and the three of them followed Butler Xia to Tingshui Garden.

The Listening Water Garden was built after Mr.

When the stream is full, the water will fall from the small waterfall into the pond, and the sound of rushing water will sound from time to time, turning it into a listening water garden.

When Brother Cheng saw Tingshui Garden for the first time, he thought... Mr. Cheng was really very idle, and he spent a lot of time just to get some water to listen to the sound.

Not long after, Brother Cheng and the others arrived at Tingshui Garden.

In the water garden, the sound of hammering construction, the sound of harps, and the sounds of the ancient sheng mingled together. Three of the four gentlemen were playing musical instruments, and Mr. Xia, disheveled, danced with the instruments.

When it comes to disheveled clothes, the one who is wearing clothes is undoubtedly the first. Not only is his robe open, but his hair is disheveled, and he is shaking his head while doing it.

Brother Cheng: "..."

I'm so afraid that I will become such a lunatic in the future. Brother, please come to me!

Mr. Zhan San, who was complaining, stopped, pointed at Brother Cheng and said: "Brother Changyuan, this is the young man you taught. He is really cute. When he grows up, he will definitely be in the world."

He occupies a place among the intellectual madmen."

Brother Cheng: "..."

Uncle, thank you. You can just play with yourselves as crazy people. I'm just here to learn, and I'm not interested in your crazy behavior at all.

Mr. Xia was quite satisfied with Cheng Geer as a student. Hearing this, he was very proud and said: "That's natural. Cheng Geer's handwriting is already quite elegant. In another ten years, he will definitely achieve something.

When you are painting, let him inscribe for you."

Master Zhan San was interested: "Oh, then Zhan needs to see it."

He said to Zhan Er, who was playing the harp, "Second brother, bring the plum-flavored rice paper we brought and let this young gentleman write a calligraphy."

"Yes, uncle." Zhan Er got up, went to the long pavilion, took out a piece of plum-flavored rice paper, placed it on a bamboo mat in the garden, and made an invitation gesture to Brother Cheng: "Please, young man."

.”

Zhan Er is very good-looking, handsome and fair, and he is in his twenties. He has practiced the kneeling posture since he was a child. He spreads the paper, kneels, and reaches out to invite each other. This set of movements is done properly.

It's really pleasing to the eye.

only……

Can you please stop going shirtless? It’s late October, aren’t you cold? I’ll freeze you to death.

A word from his second sister suddenly popped into Brother Cheng's mind: You should have style, not warmth.

In fact, Zhan Er is also cold, but he has admired his uncle since he was a child and determined to be a madman like his uncle. He was arrogant and praised by others, wandering around the mountains, forests and city walls, playing among the ladies and oirans.

Brother Cheng took off his book bag and gave it to Xiaotuan, performed an ancient ritual to Zhan Er, walked to the bamboo mat, took off his shoes, knelt on the bamboo mat, picked up a brush as thick as his thumb, and dipped it in

After the ink is drawn, start writing.

His movements were very smooth, and he didn't seem to struggle at all when writing each word, and he still maintained elegance.

After the last vertical hook, he stopped writing, turned his wrist, turned the brush in a circle gracefully, hung it on the pen holder, turned around, and said to Mr. Xia and Mr. Zhan: "Sir, Mr. Zhan, please take a look.

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Mr. Zhan San was watching from the side while he was writing. Now he came over and saw that the words on the paper were like dragons and phoenixes dancing, and like pines in the mountains. He was very surprised. This child must be eight years old at most, and he could actually write such a hand.

Vigorous writing.

"Are you good at martial arts?" Mr. Zhan San asked. Without boxing and kicking skills, a child of this age would not have the strength to write such words.

Brother Cheng nodded obediently: "Yes, Brother Cheng's family has a rule that all members of the family must practice martial arts."

Mr. Zhan San said: "Oh, your family still has such rules."

but……

"Your handwriting is good if it's good, but it's too regular. It should be a little more wild to have more momentum."

Brother Cheng: "..."

Are you writing so frantically that you can't even read what you're writing?

No, I won’t write, I don’t want to become a lunatic like you.

But he replied with a smile: "Yes, Brother Cheng has learned a lesson."
Chapter completed!