Hearing Zhong Yusu scream loudly, the students around him immediately started making noises.
"Draw...draw, dragon, life?"
These students are not like Meng Xinghe who came from time to time, so they naturally know the status of the three characters of painting, dragon and life in the Tang Dynasty.
Among the thirteen provinces of the Nine Provinces of the Tang Dynasty, apart from the current sage who dared to call himself a real dragon, only the dragon-painting student in front of him dared to call himself a dragon in front of the people of the world?
As the saying goes, no one can match a magic pen, and the emperor also respects his master. Among countless painters in the Tang Dynasty, only one person, Hua Longsheng, can be called a god, and his paintings are even called god paintings. Even when
The high-ranking officials and aristocrats wanted to spend a lot of money to buy it, but they couldn't find the seller.
"Mr. Meng, hurry up, hurry up, thank you sir." Zhong Yusu said more excitedly, as if she was the one who received the painting from Hua Longsheng. Everyone in the world doesn't know Hua Longsheng's name, but anyone who wants to ask for him is
Calligraphy can be sold for a thousand pieces of gold. Today, Meng Xinghe had some luck and got an authentic painting of Longsheng, and it was also a top-notch painting of mountains and rivers. It was simply a priceless treasure!
Everyone was complaining about Meng Xinghe's good luck for not giving it a try before. Some students even jumped into the cold lake to salvage what he had just done after hearing that the old man was a world-famous painter.
Throw away paintbrush.
Meng Xinghe has seen countless young people who are star-chasing. He didn't expect to see such a hot scene today. He couldn't believe that someone in the world could be so famous.
Holding the painting of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in his hand, Meng Xinghe suddenly felt that it was heavy. He didn't feel that the painting in his hand was very valuable, but that when a person's ability has been cultivated to the extreme, everything given away will be a priceless treasure.
. However, Meng Xinghe was not polite, and he would not pat his beard and act like he was flattered. He said jokingly: "Thank you sir for the painting. If the student exchanges him for silver in the future, no matter how hard it is
, I must invite your husband to come and get drunk together."
Pfft! Everyone almost vomited blood. You are an ignorant fanboy, you want to sell the authentic painting of Long Sheng that countless people in the world dream of, you idiot! Countless voices sounded at this time, how many people were hurt by Meng Xinghe's words?
pain?
On the contrary, Hua Longsheng smiled after hearing this and said: "Brother is indeed different. Compared with ordinary people, he is more straightforward. Unlike other people with false reputations, who only ask for my paintings to show off everywhere, but instead tarnish my humble work.
Based on these words, even if I give you a few more paintings, it won't be enough." Hua Longsheng said coolly, and the people listening almost fainted. If I give you a few more paintings, wouldn't this little white-faced scholar become the richest person in the world?
It’s unreasonable! It’s so unreasonable! Countless students wish that a thunderbolt would strike down at this moment and kill Meng Xinghe. They really can’t bear the existence of such happy people in the world. Even if it’s just for a few paintings? They must be cursed to death.
he.
Meng Xinghe is not that greedy. Just one good painting is enough. If there are too many paintings, they will have no special value. "It doesn't matter how many paintings you have, just fine ones. People don't care about distance, just know your heart. Sir, gifting paintings is a blessing to me. Asking for too much is not a blessing."
If it turns into wealth, wouldn't it become a cliché?" Meng Xinghe was not pretentious at all. The reason why he felt this way was not because he valued Hua Longsheng's reputation, but because he was infected by his willfulness.
After reading it carefully for a few times, Hua Longsheng suddenly felt that Meng Xinghe's words were so charming. Seeing that he was only in his early twenties, his words and actions seemed to have gone through the vicissitudes of time. He must have experienced great changes before he could see so clearly.
Long Sheng said as if: "It would be nice if more people in the world thought like little brothers. But who knows that what is in hand is the most real, so why should we care about how much?"
Walking on the willow embankment, Meng Xinghe's words from Hua Longsheng echoed repeatedly in his head. Having traveled through time, he naturally knew the meaning of these words. Life is just about cherishing everything in your hands. Don't regret it when you lose it. He
He lost a lot, including family, love, and friendship, but fortunately God gave him a chance to be reborn so that he could once again have the regrets that could not be repaired in his previous life. No matter what happens in the future, Meng Xinghe is determined to cherish the present and care more about his hands, because in his hands
It is the happiness that you pursue throughout your life.
"Hey~~" A melancholy sigh sounded in his ears. Zhong Yusu walked side by side with Meng Xinghe and asked for some reason: "Young master has obtained the calligraphy and painting that everyone in the world dreams of, why are you still so unhappy?"
After wandering around in the mall for a long time, Zhong Yusu had seen countless people arrogant when they were proud of themselves. However, at this moment, the man next to him still didn't feel half happy even if he got a priceless treasure, so he was naturally full of curiosity.
"Well~ I'm happy~, of course I'm happy." Meng Xinghe said perfunctorily. How could Zhong Yusu guess what he was thinking in his heart? Even if he said it, even Zhong Yusu would be shocked.
Meng Xinghe's answer didn't look happy at all. Zhong Yusu did not ask further questions, but asked curiously: "By the way, how did the young master match the couplet in the painting of Longsheng? I don't understand, when did the young master get it?
Tell me the answer?"
Zhong Yusu was not the only one who was curious, everyone was curious, but the two parties involved did not tell anyone, so it was difficult for everyone to ask questions. Now that there was no one in private, Zhong Yusu asked curiously, and Meng Xinghe naturally did not dare to hide it and said: "Why is Miss Yusu so smart?"
Haven't people seen it yet?" So when he asked, seeing Zhong Yusu's face turned red, Meng Xinghe knew that he had said something harsh again, so he had to modestly say: "Miss Yusu, read Mr. Hualong's couplet upside down?"
Hey! Listening to Meng Xinghe's explanation, Zhong Yusu repeated: "The wind brings the fragrance of flowers all over the ground, and the ground is full of red fragrance and the flowers send the wind." Zhong Yusu found no difference after reading it again. After reading it again, Zhong Yusu actually clapped her hands and shouted: "
The ground is covered with red fragrant flowers blowing the wind? So right, so wonderful, so right?" Zhong Yusu finally understood why Meng Xinghe said that he was confusing black and white before. It turned out that he read the poem upside down, which is the second couplet. The painting of dragons and animals really has a deep mystery. Zhong Yusu couldn't understand it.
I don’t admire Meng Xinghe’s quick wit.
Unknowingly, I accompanied Zhong Yusu out of Liudi and came to the most prosperous place in Shiliting. The reason why this place is prosperous is because there is a Guanyin Temple here. The incense here is very strong on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month. Believers from all over Shili Pavilion,
People offer incense and fulfill their vows here all the year round, making this place the most prosperous place in Shiliting.
Meng Xinghe stopped in his tracks when he saw Xue Shiyu and a group of bees swirling around him from a distance. Zhong Yusu smiled and said, "Why don't Mr. Meng go and burn incense sticks?"
Although the words were small, Meng Xinghe felt uncomfortable listening to them, "Miss Yu Su's words are wrong. As the saying goes, after meat and wine go through the intestines, the Buddha will remain in his heart. Evil people pray to the Buddha thousands of times to no avail. Kind-hearted people
Even if a person never worships Buddha, Buddha will naturally bless him." Meng Xinghe asked coquettishly, wondering if I was a kind person. Thinking that he could be reborn, he could barely be considered a good person.
Poof, Zhong Yusu laughed out loud, and then said with a serious face: "Now I know that the young master has an advantage that no one can match."
"Strengths? What strengths?" You wouldn't say that I'm handsome or that I give people a sense of security. Why didn't I find this advantage? Meng Xinghe asked eagerly, very curious about Zhong Yusu's evaluation of him.
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Zhong Yusu chuckled, not sure whether it was a compliment or a criticism, and said: "At least I can't find another person who is so talkative as you."
"...."
Is this appreciation? Or derogation? Meng Xinghe was speechless.