There are one hill and eight buildings in the Northern Prefecture of the Eastern Jin Dynasty Chapter 2451: The meaning of appreciating paintings exists outside the paintings
Chapter 2451: The meaning of appreciating paintings exists outside the paintings
When Liu Yu returned to the Central Army Commander's tent, before anyone entered, a greasy smell and the sound of fat shaking that was unique to the clapping of fat fleshy hands came into his ears, and he hooked up.
He raised his lips, turned around and said to Meng Longfu and Liu Zhong who were following behind him: "You guys will wait outside the camp for the time being. No one is allowed to come in."
Lifting the tent and walking in, he saw Liu Mu sitting on the first seat on the left, gently clapping his hands: "Wonderful speech, slave, your ability to speak generously and inspire people is getting better and better."
It’s getting more powerful.”
Liu Yu smiled slightly and sat down cross-legged opposite Liu Muzhi: "Why did you send Zhang Shao here? You are so busy in Jiangbei these days, and Xie Hui and Fu Liang, two noble family members, want to
Taking the lead in military training, the only one who can help you is Zhang Shao."
Liu Muzhi shook his head: "Although Zhang Shao is not a child of a high-ranking family, he is also a son of a large family in Wudi and a middle-level family. His father is an official, a minister, and a Tingwei. He is not from a low-level noble family like us. You and I
The consideration is that Jiangbei immigrants need capable helpers, but if he wants to come, it will exclude the children of aristocratic families, so of course he is not willing to do so."
Liu Yu nodded: "We thought too simply. However, Zhang Shao is very energetic and in good health. I have observed him. He gets up early every morning and takes the initiative to run around for ten miles or eighty miles.
Coming back, not even many ordinary sergeants can do this, let alone a scholar."
Liu Muzhi smiled slightly: "This is the self-discipline he has developed over the years. Perhaps, he had been thinking of joining the army for a long time, so he paid great attention to physical exercise. In the past two months, under his influence, even Xie Hui and Fu Liang
They all go running with him every day, so there should be no problem for these people we value to pass the assessment in this month."
Liu Yu sighed: "More than a thousand people came for the military training five days ago, but now we can't get to 400. Even among the people who stayed, there are many who are more squeamish than girls. They practiced for less than half an hour."
He complained incessantly, and whenever he wanted to rest, he had to find a shady place, and seven or eight servants came up to fan him and deliver watermelons. If we really wanted to start a war, how could such a good thing happen?"
Liu Muzhi smiled and said: "It's good to have these squeamish young men willing to come to military training and endure hardships for meritorious service. At least, these people are still persisting after five days, and people always have the desire to compare.
Yes, as long as people like Xie Hui, Fu Liang, Zhang Shao, Wang Hong, and Wang Hua take the lead and don't do this, other people will gradually become embarrassed."
Liu Yu curled his lips and said, "I'm afraid not necessarily. Decades of habits can be changed in a day or two, or a month. For example, Fu Liang, isn't he also deliberately putting on makeup and makeup, just like them?"
Liu Muzhi shook his head: "If you spend all your time pampering yourself and talking about mysteries, then there is nothing wrong with you painting your face white and smelling delicious all over your body. But now you have to do military training every day and be exposed to the wind and sun. It won't take long.
They are covered in stinky sweat, and the white powder on their faces will be washed away like a monkey's butt. As ugly as it is, I'm afraid that in a few days, they themselves will be embarrassed to apply makeup and powder like this again."
Liu Yu nodded: "I believe that this month of hardship will make those who are truly determined to make contributions stay. If you are not willing to shed even this little sweat, you will not bleed on the battlefield in the future, and you will not bleed well."
Why join the army when you are ready to sweat and sweat? The soldiers are in danger and danger, and wealth and honor are sought in danger. This is not a trip to the mountains and rivers."
Liu Muzhi sighed: "I'm afraid that even those who are willing to endure hardship may not stay."
Liu Yu's expression changed slightly: "How do you say this? What happened?"
Liu Muzhi looked at Liu Yu: "I rushed back from Jiangbei because I have something urgent to discuss with you. Xile held a special painting exhibition for Gu Kaizhi, who is known as the world's painting sage, at the most famous Gaoshan Painting Studio in the city. You
Do you know?"
Liu Yu laughed: "This Gu Painting Sage is very famous. I heard that he was obsessed with painting all his life, and he was also crazy and abnormal. Huan Xuan had been friends with him for many years. He once teased him and teased him.
He picked up a leaf and said it could make him invisible. But he took the leaf home and kept asking his wife if she could see him. As a result, his wife was so annoyed that he couldn't bear it and said she couldn't see him, so he went home in the middle of the night.
I took this leaf and ran to Huan Xuan's warehouse to steal a famous painting. I got it on the spot."
"Another time, when he was a teenager, he lost his mother when he was young, so he asked his father what his mother looked like, and then based on his father's description, he drew what his mother looked like and showed it to his father. This went back and forth several times.
Ten times, my father finally said with satisfaction that it was almost like his mother, so he happily said to people, from now on I have a mother."
Liu Muzhi nodded: "There are many similar jokes about this painting sage, and many people even call him an old naughty boy. But the most famous one is the Baidu of Vijimo in Jiankang City.
Have you heard about the Thousand Portraits?"
Liu Yu was slightly startled: "That's not true. Could it be..."
Liu Muzhi said seriously: "The Jiming Temple in the north of the city is dedicated to the famous Buddhist layman Vijimo. Thirty years ago, the abbot of the temple wanted to paint a portrait of Patriarch Wijimo, so he offered a high price to the painter in the city.
, and at that time, Gu Kaizhi was not very famous. He just followed Huan Wen to Jiankang. He went to the temple and wrote millions of dollars on the donation merit book.
The abbot of the temple was originally very surprised, but when he asked him to give alms, Gu Kaizhi just drew a picture of Vizimo on the entrance wall and said that this was one million dollars.
The abbot was very angry, thinking that Gu Kaizhi was playing a trick on him. As a result, Gu Kaizhi said that this painting alone was worth millions, and asked him to open the gate to the courtyard early tomorrow morning, but the number of people allowed to see the painting on the first day would be limited.
I donated 100,000 yuan. On the second day, I saw that I donated 10,000 yuan. From the third day, there was no limit on the number of people. I just watched and donated money if I thought it was good. In the end, within three days, I got more than 3 million yuan, and even lost it.
The threshold of this temple gate has been trampled down."
Liu Yu laughed: "It seems like this Buddha statue, I really have to go and see if it is worth the three million dollars."
Speaking of this, Liu Yu sighed: "Since ancient times, music, calligraphy and painting have been the products of the upper-class nobles' arty days. I am afraid that the people who go to the temple to donate money are not interested in Gu Kaizhi's paintings, but want to use this
It’s just to make friends with Huan Wen who came to Beijing with Gu Kaizhi. Then when looking back at the art exhibition of the painting saint, I’m afraid only people who want to be friends with Xile will flock to it. Fatty, is this what you want to say?”