Zhao Kuangji set off in a carriage, followed by several palace guards, and arrived at a mansion west of the Forbidden City. He came to see his classmates, both of whom like to raise dogs. 3
The classmate's family members welcomed him warmly, but they were a little unhappy with the prince behind his back. 10 "Brother, let's go to the dog farm to play together." Zhao Kuangji shouted as he ran into the inner courtyard. 1
Zhan Shao walked out of the study dejectedly: "Your Highness, you can go alone, I still have to study at home." 6
Zhao Kuangji smiled and said: "With your grades, you will definitely be able to get a diploma, but public-funded students can't even think about it. Anyway, if your family is rich, and you get a diploma, you can go to college at your own expense." 10
"well!"
Zhan Shao sighed: "My three beloved dogs were all killed by my father. They were also stewed into dog meat soup. In my case, it was mutton soup. I drank two large bowls and ate several pieces of dog meat. That night I had to
Knowing the truth, I felt so sick that I vomited out all the jaundice water." 28
"How can this, this, this... be like this?" Zhao Kuangji couldn't believe it.2
Zhan Shao said: "There are three months left before the high school graduation exam. My father asked me to study hard and not waste any more time. I will wait until after I go to college. Your Highness will not come to see me again during the holidays in the future." 1
Zhao Kuangji shook his head and said: "No wonder I just met your father-in-law. Although they greeted me with smiles, they always made me feel a little uncomfortable. That's all. You can prepare for the exam with peace of mind. I will play with you after graduation." 1
"Feel sorry!"
Zhan Shao raised his hand and sent the prince's gift out the door.
When Zhao Kuangbiao came to the street, he was too lazy to take a car and took his mangy dog for a walk. 1
He didn't want to go to Meizizhou. There was no team he liked in today's Cuju competition. He had long been tired of watching Suwashe's performance, but Hunwashe didn't dare to go, otherwise the accompanying guards would definitely complain. 11
After thinking about it, he turned around and headed to the Hanlin Academy.
Although Zhao Kuangji was fond of having fun, after he entered middle school, he often went to Hanlin Academy and Qintian Academy. As long as he was interested in something, he would study hard for a while, and then do other things when he was no longer interested. Twelve years old
At that time, he was obsessed with astronomy, and even went to live in Purple Mountain, and went to the observatory in the middle of the night to learn the art of stargazing.
Many scholars from the Hanlin and Qintian academies were Zhao Kuangji’s teachers.
The prince comes to ask for advice, who dares not to teach him carefully?
Most scholars are secretly proud of this. The prince's teacher sounds good. As long as Zhao Kuangji comes, he will put down his work and concentrate on imparting knowledge. Unfortunately, they are destined to be disappointed. Zhao Kuangbiao's enthusiasm for learning never lasts more than three months.
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This guy learns things very quickly. He can master the knowledge that others have learned for a year in two or three months. Then he stops making progress and keeps doing things here and there. One day he suddenly remembers it and goes to study it for a few days. 2
At first, Zhao Kuangji amazed scholars, but now it only makes people speechless and sigh.
After arriving at the Hanlin Academy, he went straight to the Painting and Calligraphy Hall. Zhao Kuangji planned to study painting today.
However, he saw that the small courtyard of the calligraphy and painting hall was crowded with people, as if something big happened today. Zhao Kuangji suddenly became energetic, handed the mangy dog to the guard, ran in excitedly, caught the person in front and asked: "What's going on today?"
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The man obviously knew the prince, and he quickly bowed his hands: "Your Highness, does he know that there is a fight in the painting academy?" "There are many fights, and you often fight for painting." Zhao Kuangji said. 2
The man explained in detail: "When the calligraphy and painting museum was established, His Majesty asked him to study the combination of Chinese and Western painting methods. This kind of painting method is divided into two schools. One school is dominated by the former imperial clan member Zhu Mouwen, and the other is led by the Thai and Western scholar Li Zhicheng. Who are they?
Not being convinced by anyone, they made a fight five years ago and asked each other's proud disciples to draw one."' 4
"What kind of painting requires five years of fighting?" Zhao Kuangji became more and more curious.
The man explained: "Using a combination of Chinese and Western painting techniques, we drew a map of the city of Nanjing. One person painted Long Ganli, and the other painted Loujiangli. The frame of the painting was also agreed upon, three feet wide and fifteen feet long." 5
The name Changqianli is very old and often appears in Tang poetry. The allusion of "childhood sweethearts and childhood sweethearts" comes from here. It is located outside the south city wall of Nanjing. Although it is outside the city, it is the most prosperous street in Nanjing.i5
As for Loujiangli, it is a name that only came from the New Dynasty of Datong. The address is also outside the city, but it is next to the northwest city wall and the north city wall. The entire area is the Yangtze River dock area. There are no large shops, but there are small stalls and hawkers everywhere.
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"I'm coming!"
However, I saw several people walking out of the painting academy. They were led by the former Ming Dynasty clan member Zhu Moucheng and the Western missionary Li Zhicheng. They were clearly divided into two groups. 1 They did not fight for the paintings themselves, but had their disciples take action: one was named Zhu Cha and the other was named Tang.
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Zhu Mouwen, who was over seventy years old, stood on the steps, stroking his beard, and then cupped his hands and said: "Your Excellency, please go first." "It is better to obey orders than to be respectful!" Li Zhicheng, except that he looks like a foreigner, his accent and movements are the same as those of a Chinese.
Li Zhicheng's beloved disciple Tang Fu took out the work, asked his disciple to hold the scroll, and slowly opened the painting himself. The huge painting, one meter wide and five meters long, which took five years, appeared in front of everyone bit by bit.
South city wall, Zhongshan Temple, glazed pagoda, restaurant, charcoal market, sheep market, cattle market, pig market, stage, optical shop, leather goods shop, cloth shop, bank, ships, carriages, sedan chairs... There are also countless figures painted on them.
At that moment, I couldn’t count how many people there were or how many buildings there were.
But they are all painted vividly. If you look closely, you can even see the different expressions of the characters.
Zhao Kuangji kept pushing forward, and others did not dare to compete. This guy actually got close to the drawing paper, took out a magnifying glass from his arms, and praised: "Detailed and meticulous, excellent painting skills!"
Hearing the prince's praise, Li Zhicheng and Tang Fu, masters and apprentices, couldn't help but smile proudly.
Li Zhicheng raised his hand and said, "Mr. Bagui, please."
Zhu Mouwen smiled slightly, and Zhu Cha also began to show his paintings.
Zhu Cha's painting is also meticulous, but the form of expression is slightly different. He focuses more on the characters. The faces are not detailed, but the expressions are vivid and the movements are lifelike with just a few strokes. Some characters'
The movements are even slightly exaggerated.
Every scene is particularly wonderful.
One was a crane on the pier. Suddenly a rope broke and the container hung upside down while being evacuated. The foremen and coolies around were panicked. Some people were shouting, seemingly asking them to put down the container quickly; some people were holding their heads to avoid it, fearful.
The box hit him; someone rushed to the crane winch, trying to stabilize the box and prevent it from falling... f6
One place is outside the north city wall to the east, where King Jin had a bad meal. The food stalls there were very busy, with some squatting, some standing, and some sitting, all eating. There were also people waiting in line.
While waiting, they turned around and joked. Some diners were patting their stomachs and stretching out their fingers to talk to their companions, as if they were showing off that they had eaten five bowls of rice. There were also some people who were holding their rice bowls in one hand and half a torn newspaper in the other, leaning to the side.
It seems like he is asking for help with a word he doesn’t know. 3
At one place, a large ship arrived in Beijing, sailed to the middle of the river, and was about to dock. On the deck stood a group of scholars rushing to take the exam. Some of them held their heads high and talked loudly, some pointed to the dock and shouted excitedly, and some still held books in their hands.
It seemed like he was reciting poetry. One place was in front of the Dinghuai Gate. Dozens of foreign envoys looked at the towering towers in a daze. Several foreigners knelt down to worship on the spot, while the Chinese people next to them looked at them with contempt. 4
The two paintings are not only different in technique, but also in different painting materials.
Zhu Cha uses silk to paint, which is calm, simple, thick and dark in color.
Tangfu is painted on paper, which is elegant, noble, bright and colorful.
Zhao Kuangji stood there and looked at it for a long time, but he couldn't tell which one was better. He could only say that each had its own merits. These two paintings neither belonged to traditional Chinese painting methods nor were very different from European paintings. They were two mature combinations of Chinese and Western paintings.
Different and very different schools.
All the artists from the Painting and Calligraphy Museum were on site at this moment, and scholars from other museums next door also came after hearing the news. The small courtyard was packed with people, and they were buzzing with comments. Some said that Zhu Cha painted better, and some said that Tang Fu's painting skills were better.
Even better. Even calligraphers and painters who are not used to Western painting techniques were shocked by these two paintings.
Zhao Kuangji had already studied calligraphy and painting, and he was just ordinary. He was just getting started. At this moment, he bowed to the two painters, and regardless of whether others agreed or not, he directly performed the apprenticeship ceremony: "I admire the profound skills of these two gentlemen, and please feel free to teach me. "
Zhu Cha didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He had taught the fifth prince for two months before, but he couldn't find anyone to teach him. At this moment, he could only return the gift with his hand, not daring to refuse, but his heart was unwavering.
Tang Fu was a little excited and replied: "I don't dare to be His Highness's teacher and learn from each other."
Zhao Kuangji laughed happily, stopped talking to the two teachers, and continued to appreciate the two paintings. First he used a magnifying glass to look carefully, and then stepped back to look at the overall effect. No matter how far or near he was, he could not find any flaws. This made him more determined.
Even Zhao Kuangji himself could not guarantee whether he could persist in studying painting for three months.
The Hanlin Academy was lively for a whole day, and the next day the two generals sent two paintings to the palace. Zhao Han was very happy to see them, promoted Zhu Cha and Tang Fu to doctors, and gave them some gold and silver. Then, he asked the Hanlin Academy's Painting and Calligraphy Museum to display the paintings.
Take it back and copy it if you want. After one year, it will be sent to the palace to hang.
The news spread quickly, and many scholars came to the Hanlin Academy to ask for appreciation.
Qian Qianyi, who had decided to retire this year, felt that he was proud of his face. He decided to put these two paintings on display on the first and fifteenth day of every month, but only famous literati would be eligible to enter, and only
We can look together from a distance, and if we want to get closer, we can look at each other one by one.
The few folk literati who were lucky enough to appreciate the paintings, after leaving the Hanlin Academy, all blew the two paintings to the sky, saying that Wu Daozi could paint like this after he was resurrected. The literati's praise naturally spread quickly. In just half a year, Guangdong and Beijing even
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These two new styles of painting, which combined Chinese and Western styles, suddenly gained a foothold and attracted more and more students. They were collectively known as the "Jinling School".