At first, this core sculpture was very exquisite, but it was extremely attractive. Every detail was surprising. The closer you looked, the more you could realize its exquisiteness.

The stream was very dynamic. When the light flowed, it seemed to be flowing. The few pieces of debris were vaguely dotted on it. When you look at it at a minimum, you would think it was a few flaws left by Lu Zi'an's skills. But when you look carefully, you found that there were actually fine lines on it. The fine lines on the shape were actually peach blossom petals floating on the water!

"This picture..." The old sculptor who put on reading glasses and held a magnifying glass leaned over and watched it carefully. After seeing the Taoist standing in the stone cave, he couldn't help but stutter: "Is it... Xing Xiangzi?"

Xing Xiangzi?

Those who know this poem lit up their eyes, but those who don’t know this poem looked confused.

The person next to him didn't know much, and muttered: "So no matter how superb your skills, Master Meng's core carving carved a couplet on this olive core that was less than inch..."

Chen Mange glanced at him and snorted in his heart: What is a couplet? Her son, Brother An, also carved the whole poem on this core carving!

Then everyone looked at it step by step with a magnifying glass and finally found the poem on the thin wall.

"Xingxiangzi's Title Luofu"

"He is a native of the Jin Dynasty, a cave in the Tang Dynasty, and an immortal in the Han Dynasty..."

It's indeed Xingxiangzi...

"I actually engraved a whole poem! Every word is like a fly. If I hadn't looked at it carefully, I wouldn't be able to detect it!"

Especially when it is completely integrated into the situation, it is not abrupt at all. Such an artistic conception cannot be imagined without a certain foundation...

Everyone no longer disagrees with the original disapproval, staring at the core sculpture with their eyes shining and watching repeatedly.

A little anger even faintly arose in his heart: Isn’t this the Lu family’s ancestral tomb experiencing smoke or a fire?

Look at this one after another.

Master Lu came out of the limelight and suppressed them to death. After the person died, his grandson came out to suppress their sons and grandsons again...

"The surname is Lu, are you the eldest grandson of Master Lu?" Master Meng, who had not spoken, looked at Lu Zi'an.

Master Meng’s full name is Meng Chenyu, about forty years old. He looks very refined in a short blue dress, with solemn eyebrows and aura.

Lu Zian nodded: "Yes."

It’s really Lu Yunjing’s eldest grandson... no wonder...

Meng Chenyu is quite straightforward and too lazy to take turns around, and said directly: "It turns out that he is like Master Lu. Your skills are extremely exquisite. Have you ever thought about becoming a sculptor?"

Unexpectedly, he would have spoken in person, and everyone was stunned.

Lu Zian was also a little surprised, but he nodded after thinking for a moment.

"Very good." Meng Chenyu smiled slightly: "I just saw your nuclear carving. There is nothing to say about carving and idea. As long as you think, you will definitely be a carving craftsman. Otherwise, I will just make a name for it. Let's take a look. Can you guess the name of my auspicious piece without looking at the couplet?"

He said so, so the other sculptors naturally had no objection.

Apart from the carpenters' envy or unhesitation, there was no big deal.

Lu Zian walked forward and carefully observed the core sculpture.

The core carving is extremely exquisite. The whole core carving is hollowed out in the middle and the shape of a pavilion is dug out. The front is wide and the back is dangerous mountains.

A man was carrying a hoe to cultivate in the ground. There was a fence to the east. A little bird was falling down in the small window on the upper floor.

The material above the head was carved into the shape of a cloud, pressing lower, as if it was about to rain.

Is this person going home or is he going home quickly after work?

There are thin flowers under the fence. When you look closely, you will find that they are chrysanthemums one by one.

Zhuo Peng followed Lu Zi'an and looked at the core carving carefully, saying hesitantly: "Is it... Is it... Is it... Is it leisurely to see the southern mountain under the eastern fence?"

The entire artistic conception is very similar to that leisurely and contented situation, and the distinctive characteristics of the eastern li and the chrysanthemum are extremely consistent with this poem...

But Lu Zian shook his head: "That poem is very relaxed and leisurely as a whole, and there will be no cloud that is so low."

Well……

Maybe Master Meng was so hard to sculpt, so he turned into a cloud?

This was turned in Zhuo Peng's mouth, but he still didn't say it.

Meng Chenyu glanced at Zhuo Peng with an expressionless face, and the meaning was very obvious.

Zou Kai leaned his head and was a little anxious: "Why didn't Brother An guess?... If it was really the poem that Brother Peng said, wouldn't it be very simple?"

"Simple?" Qu Duoduo glanced at him sideways: "Then tell me, who wrote this poem?"

Zou Kai froze. He felt that the poem was quite familiar, but when he suddenly said that he wanted him to tell the author, he couldn't remember it. He couldn't help but look at the live broadcast room silently, and the meaning of asking for help was self-evident.

[I guess Li Bai!]

[God, Li Bai, do you guess Li Bai every poem you don’t remember?]

[That's Du Fu! Or it's Su Shi!]

Zou Kai said that this is the unreliable group and cursed in his heart, "Don't you know that you can't find a dog?"

My mother's face was thrown to my grandma's house.

Then Lu Zian tapped his hand gently on the table and said in a low voice: "If I guess correctly, Master Meng, your work is "Shuituo Songtou"."

Meng Chenyu's eyes were filled with interest: "There are so many "Shuitu Songtou", which song are you talking about?"

Lu Zi'an couldn't help but smile, with a slightly curled corner of his lips, revealing a faint smile: "There are yellow chrysanthemums every year, and a thousand years of eastern fence. The words of leisurely government must be two, and the poem of retreating for a long time. Since ancient times, this mountain has been in its original state. Why did you see it at that time? Who knows this? You get up and pour wine, but I don't need to say goodbye. Looking back, the clouds are coming out, and the birds are flying tired. Come up on the building again, and write a sentence with you. You can recite the windows, so that children can go back and say goodbye. There are thousands of volumes of them, and plant a stick and wet the tillage."

This poem is really biased and unpopular. At least Shen Mange has never learned this poem.

Speaking of water tune songs, the first thing ordinary people think about is when the famous bright moon will appear, and ask the blue sky with wine.

Qu Duodou looked for Du Niang, and then said with some emotion: "This poem was written by Xin Qiji." Master Lu is really amazing, so knowledgeable...

Zou Kai next to him was stunned and widened his eyes and said, "Your question is getting weirder and weirder. How can I know what day it was written on? This is because he is planting chrysanthemums. He probably didn't go to work. Sunday... Sunday?"

Shen Mange was amused: "Zou Kai, Dudo means that this poem was written by Xin Qiji, and Xin Qiji is the name of the poet."

Qu Duoduo was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he rolled his eyes and looked at the core carving.

[It's really embarrassing, you take off your skirt!]

[Not afraid of embarrassment when speaking out, if you can start over…]

[You will still choose Li Bai.]

Zou Kai sighed: "Where is each other's angels? You guys are cheating people!"

Everyone laughed, without any guilt.

There are also kind people trying to comfort him: [But the girl of Dodole is still very gentle, and she gives you all kinds of popular science, and you are still the eldest brother who has a chance.]

[The wind blows the butt and cool: I'm so bad, the goddess Dodo is mine. She is just a warm-hearted person in ancient times, so she is not interested in him!]

[The ancient way of warm-heartedness...Brother, you can't say this randomly, this is not an adjective or a verb!]
Chapter completed!