Jinmingchi Duoluxuan is the place with the best scenery on the West Bank.
The mountain is made of earth and stone, and the pavilions and halls are curved and surrounded by the clear water. There are pavilions and corridors above it, and the water below is several feet deep. There are pavilions and pavilions, and the landscape is vivid, all of which are extremely gorgeous in the world.
Zhao Si got off his horse and walked into the garden with Ming Zhaoxia, Cen Meng, and Xue Fanzi. He saw hundreds of people scattered everywhere. Many of them looked familiar, but they couldn't name them.
However, people I knew well included Zhang Shangying, Liu Kui and others. When they saw Zhao Si, they all came over to greet him.
Someone came forward and led Zhao Si and the others into the main hall of Duolexuan. Wang Shen, as the host, was entertaining Fan Chunren and Lu Huiqing. Zhao Ji, Li Gonglin and others were sitting at the bottom to accompany them.
Seeing Zhao Si come in, everyone stood up one after another.
"Brother Thirteen, if you can come, Dolexuan will be so brilliant."
"Uncle Miao Zan. Today is the wedding banquet for Fan Cigong and Enzu Gong. My nephew must attend the party no matter what."
Fan Chunren is wearing a gray robe and a Dongpo scarf, which looks very much like the Song Dynasty version of Gandalf.
He looked at Zhao Si with vigour, and said in a deep voice: "You are very good. I look forward to having a talk with His Highness."
"You are so polite, Mr. Fan. I will speak freely if I have the chance."
Zhao Si said haha.
Lu Huiqing politely bowed his hands and said, "Lv thanked you, Your Majesty."
There are thousands of words hidden in his eyes, but not a single word can be seen.
"Mr. Lu, you're welcome."
Zhao Ji stood aside and smiled calmly, with a heroic appearance, a dashing and majestic appearance, and an air of transcendence.
It should be that after returning to the environment where he is good at, his self-confidence has returned.
Li Gonglin looked at Zhao Si sideways, his nose was not a nose, and his eyes were not eyes.
"Ah! It turns out you are the boss!"
Zhao Si screamed in surprise and respectfully walked towards Li Gonglin.
Li Gonglin was stunned, and so were everyone.
Could it be that Zhao Shizhi made a mistake and took this opportunity to say hello to Li Gonglin, turning the hostility into friendship?
Li Gonglin hurriedly worked up his emotions and prepared words. Well, with a magnanimous, kind and close attitude, he smiled away his grudges with the popular King Jian.
Zhao Si walked quickly past Li Gonglin, pretending that he had never seen such a person. Or he thought he was a pillar and walked straight to He Zhizhong.
"Mr. Botong, if Xiao Wang remembers your teachings, he will be able to realize his mistakes and change his mind." Zhao Si bowed respectfully and said.
He Zhizhong smiled like a flower and praised Zhao Si with all his praises. He was the only one in the world to praise Zhao Si.
Li Gonglin, who was being teased, was standing aside, his eyes were red, and his nostrils were breathing heavily.
When everyone saw it, they couldn't laugh or cry.
This King Jian is really unyielding.
After being polite, everyone dispersed and gathered together in twos and threes to chat.
Fan Cigong was sitting there, and there was an endless stream of people coming up to say hello and say hello.
Although he has passed away, his reputation is still there. Regardless of the new party or the old party, everyone must be honest and nod in front of him as a junior in the future.
Lu Huiqing seemed much deserted in front of him.
He sat there alone, holding a cup of tea, which seemed to be the best tea in the world, and he sipped it with concentration.
Neither happy nor sad, neither angry nor angry, as quiet as mountains and rivers, without ripples in an ancient well.
However, Zhao seemed to be able to feel that the eyes of Fan Chunren and Lu Huiqing would occasionally turn around and look at him.
Let's go. I won't hang around in front of you two anymore.
Although I know that I am very charming, I can't stand two old men looking at me quietly.
Zhao Si walked around and found that the people who came included clan princes, officials and Confucian scholars. Almost all the celebrities in Kaifeng City were here. However, big bosses like Zhang Dun, Zeng Bu, and Li Qingchen did not come.
Yes. These few people, Fan Chunren and Lu Huiqing, didn't deal with each other, so they couldn't lose face. However, they sent juniors here, and everyone seemed to be in harmony.
"Everyone, everyone!" Li Gonglin, who had regained his normal expression, rang the small bell, cleared his throat and said, "Now that the literary masters are gathering together, it should be a grand event. Why not each show his talent, whether it is poetry or ink painting, to remember this gathering.
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Okay, here comes the drama.
Just by the way you, old guy, poke and prod, I know you have no good intentions and you have been holding back a lot of bad water and are ready to spill it out.
Li Gonglin saw that the atmosphere was extremely lively and said loudly, "If you have literature, you will be lucky!"
After he finished speaking, he cast a mocking and teasing look at Zhao Si, and his beard curled up proudly.
Boy, wait! Let’s see how I’ll conquer you! Jinming Pond is where you’ll show off your ugliness again!
"We invite famous Confucian scholars such as Fan Gong, Lu Gong, Wang Duwei, etc. to be the referees to judge the best works of calligraphy, painting, and poetry to help promote elegance. Okay?"
Damn it, wait here!
Knowing that I am "uneducated and incompetent", I happened to be embarrassed by the so-called scribes gathering together to show off their talents.
Sure enough! You are a bad old man, very bad!
"Okay!" Everyone cheered.
Especially the younger generation of scholars and scholars are eager to try.
In today's meeting, when it comes to fame, there are great Confucians and celebrities; when it comes to power, there are princes and high officials.
If one article becomes famous, it will skyrocket immediately!
The servants brought the pen, ink, rice paper and placed them everywhere for everyone to use.
At the same time, some handymen moved dozens of tables and placed them in various places in the pavilion and corridors, allowing everyone to take turns to use them and splash ink on them.
If you can't afford to offend me and can afford to hide, I'll take shelter everywhere first. When you ask for my name, I'll hide in the toilet!
A man can bend and stretch!
After walking around, Zhao Si found that most people were writing poems.
Yes, poetry is so convenient. As soon as inspiration comes and twenty or thirty words are put together, a masterpiece that has been passed down through the ages comes out.
There are just a few people painting in the corner, spending time and effort.
Zhao Si stopped next to a young man who was painting.
He was eighteen or nineteen years old, and he was sketching with a pen, as if he was preparing to draw an unobstructed view of the grand occasion of Doroxuan.
You are really generous. With such a big place and so many scenery and people, how long will it take for you to paint it?
"Can you sketch or sketch?" Zhao Si's heart moved and he asked.
"Your Majesty, what are the sketches and sketches?" the young man asked curiously.
"Come here, bring me a stick of charcoal, um, and a dry steamed bun."
The things were brought in. Zhao Si chose a rectangular piece of rice paper, laid it horizontally, and then sketched it with charcoal.
No way, it's so annoying.
My daughter likes art and has signed up for an interest class since she was a child. She takes her to and from school and accompanies her to study. After ten years, she passed the level 9 drawing test, and she is better than her master.
The key is that the art teacher is not only beautiful, but also a good teacher.
Zhao Si held the charcoal strip and began to draw. More and more black lines appeared on the yellowed rice paper, and a noisy event began to take shape.
The young man's eyes became brighter and brighter.
Ming Zhaoxia, who was standing next to her, was overjoyed. Cen Meng and Xue Fanzi didn't know what was going on, but they just thought these lines looked strange.
I don't know who secretly went to report the letter, but Li Gonglin lifted up his clothes and ran over. His steps were quick and hasty, as if his favorite concubine had run away with his concubine.
He is a famous painter. When he saw Zhao Si's technique and lines, he knew it was extraordinary and was shocked for a moment.
This is an unprecedented painting technique. Not to mention how brilliant it is, just innovating such a technique is enough to praise the painting world.
If it had been anyone else, Li Gonglin would have stepped forward to congratulate him. But it was the "uneducated and incompetent" Jian Wang Zhao Si whom he despised the most.
This is so embarrassing!
Following him were Wang Shen, Zhao Ji, Fan Chunren and Lu Huiqing, all gathered around with interest and different expressions on their faces.
After two quarters of an hour, Zhao Si finally sketched out the essence of the Duo Le Xuan event.
He flicked his wrist and thought it was okay.
Li Gonglin's face turned purple. He wanted to ask but couldn't ask, so he winked at Zhao Ji repeatedly.
"Brother Thirteen, where did you learn this technique?" Zhao Ji was also very curious and asked.
"Self-taught. I like to march and fight, so when I see dangerous mountains, rivers, and city passes, I like to draw topographic maps for deduction. Writing and ink is cumbersome and time-consuming, so I came up with this method, which is simple and easy to understand. A small trick,
It cannot reach everyone’s ears and eyes.”
Zhao Si's humble words made Li Gonglin's face turn a little purple.
"Your Majesty, this technique is unique and unique, especially the convergence of lines to show brightness, the size of objects to show distance, and the concavity and convexity, lifelike. Please accept me as your apprentice and teach me this skill."
The young man's words made Li Gonglin's face turn from purple to black, but Zhao Si was overjoyed.
This kid has a future.
"Haha, we can't talk about teaching. Let's discuss and research together. What's your name?"
"In response to your Majesty's words, I am Zhang Zeduan of Langya, and I have the right words." This chapter has been completed!