After such praise, the children's parents all changed their colors. Master Zhitong, no matter how rough he is, can detect it, let alone his delicate mind.
The flattery hit the horse's leg!
Originally, he just wanted to gain favor in front of the Buddha, but now that he didn't like it, he immediately made up for it and said in a dignified way: "The son is like his father. It seems that Cui Mansion is going to produce another top scholar."
The expressions of Aunt Cui and Ye Zhenzhen turned from gloomy to clear.
Aunt Cui believed in Buddhism and didn't care too much. She said humbly: "Master Zhitong won the award. My child's talent is not yet obvious. He still needs to be polished to become a talent. If he can learn one ten thousandth of his father's skills,
We are satisfied."
"The old lady is too modest. Although I am a monk, I heard that the young man has performed well in the academy. He is both civilized and military."
Ye Zhenzhen took a look at her little Dou Ding, and she really didn't know what was so "smart" about him, so Cui Zhiming came over and quietly explained her doubts: "Aunt, my brother is very good at Cuju."
Okay, it turns out that Cuju can be considered a "martial arts". However, for scholars, this is already a very intense exercise, so it can barely be considered.
Ye Zhenzhen smiled softly, rubbed Cui Zhiming and Ning Kang's little heads, and said: "As far as I know, you two are not bad at Cuju, so you are also versatile in both civil and military arts."
Ningkang was young and ignorant, and he was only happy after being praised, but Cui Zhiming felt warm in his heart. His aunt was worried that they would not be praised and would be sad, so she praised them specially.
He came to the house as a companion, but his status was very different from that of other companions. Whether in Beijing or in Mingzhou Prefecture, he had seen many families who treated their companions as servants.
, even the brothers from the side branch are like this.
Comparing the two, the generosity and kindness of his uncle and aunt are even more apparent. It is a blessing for him to be a companion to his younger brother in his life. How can he feel sad because he is not as bright as his younger brother?
Cui Zhiming leaned against his aunt lovingly, his heart growing warmer.
Ye Zhenzhen didn't know her nephew's inner turmoil, because Master Zhitong was chatting with Wei Zhen again.
Master Zhitong said this: "At the time, Zen Master Xuyun, the abbot of Xiangguo Temple, praised Cui Zhifu's paintings as 'Xumi forms a small world of its own', which corresponded to the origin of the magistrate's painting method, so the now famous 'Xumi' was created.
Painting'. As we all know, Xumi painting is closely related to Buddhism. It would be inappropriate if we paint for Taoism again. I hope you will think twice."
These words are sensible, subtle and euphemistic, just short of saying that Taoist gods would dislike Buddhist techniques.
However, before Cui Weizhen could express his stance, Chong Xuzi exploded.
The old Taoist priest, who had maintained his health until he was a hundred years old, was so angry that he jumped up and down: "Nonsense! At the time, Zhifu Cui said it himself that his paintings were intended to be realistic and natural, as the "Tao Te Ching" said, "big sounds, loud sounds, elephants"
Intangible, natural and beautiful, so I wanted to name it "Audio-Visual Painting". However, you Buddhists are insidious and cunning. When no one of us Taoists was present, you just changed the name of the magistrate. In the end, even the painting skills became your Buddhist school! And now it is still
If you want to stop the prefect from painting for us Taoists, bah, you are a bunch of shameless bald donkeys!"
The young Taoist priest next to the old Taoist priest also looked indignant. They, the Taoists, regretted it so much when they found out about this. It was obviously the time when their Taoism was becoming famous, but they let the Buddhists take advantage of it. The Taoist priests were really angry!
They were all holding their breath!
Scholars can tolerate it, but Taoist priests cannot tolerate it!
