[Wang Xunxing's regular brushwork], [Zheng Banqiao's ink and bamboo painting], [Xu Wei's freehand ink painting], now Zhong Yue has all entered the hall, but there is still a long way to go before he is satisfied, that is, to the point of 100% proficiency. It seems that Zhong Yue is a part-time worker, and some doppelgangers lack skills, but in fact, what Zhong Yue is doing now is mixing the three systems together to improve his pen power.

Books into paintings, paintings into books. His bamboo, there is the true biography of Mr. Itabashi, but the wind and bones are his own integration of calligraphy, showing it vividly, if Cao Danqing takes a closer look, he will feel more and more that the current Zhong Yue is no longer able to improve just by learning some Chinese painting techniques.

Zhong Yue sat on the stone pier, waiting for Qiu Wenzhen to come out of the house.

waited for a long time until Qiu Wenzhen wore a black cotton jacket and a line hat to slowly lock the door.

"Master, where are we going?"

"Just follow me. Qiu Wenzhen walked on crutches on the country road, and many old people in the village greeted him, and he said to Zhong Yue: "There are many schools of rejuvenation. The one who taught me to govern the seal at the beginning was the mainstay of the Zhejiang faction - the disciple of Qian Song and Qian Naiqing of the Eight Families of Xiling, Wei Chijun. Ding Jing, the founder of our Zhejiang faction, is also the head of the eight families in Xiling, one of the four sons of Shezhong, that is, the patriarch of the She faction you mentioned before, Cheng Di, and my teacher, the chapter also incorporated a lot of Anhui faction and She faction seals, which can be regarded as learning from others. ”

Zhong Yue listened to Qiu Wenzhen's introduction and asked, "Then what are we going to do here?"

Qiu Wenzhen smiled: "Chop bamboo." ”

“？？？”

Zhong Yue had a black question mark on his face. Is there any inevitable connection between the management of seals and the cutting of bamboo, he has never heard of it, will it be another test?

Seeing Zhong Yue's puzzled look, Qiu Wenzhen said with a smile: "Cutting bamboo in spring and autumn is more likely to be moth-eaten, and it is too hot in summer, so generally experienced masters cut bamboo during this period after the beginning of winter and before the spring equinox." I told you before, learn from me to govern the seal, whether you can touch the knife or not, it may be an unknown, you have to be mentally prepared. ”

"Is there any connection between controlling seals and cutting bamboo?"

Qiu Wenzhen said: "Let me ask you first, is the carving knife the same as the pen?"

"Nature is different. ”

"Yes, the seal is governed by a knife. Naturally, there is a knife technique, and the carving knife is also known as the iron pen. You have to understand, this knife and pen are completely different things, the stone is not ordinary people can control, I take you up the mountain to cut bamboo, is to hone your mastery of the blade and the control of the strength, although this wood knife is much heavier than the carving knife we use to control the seal, but when you do the weight lifting, then I can teach you the knife technique. ”

The knife used to control the seal should be easy to move between square inches, and it is very exquisite for the heart, endurance and knife technique.

The two had already walked to the bamboo forest on the edge of the village. Qiu Wenzhen said: "Of the several apprentices who followed me to govern the seal back then, one of them left quietly after cutting bamboo for three months, and another persevered for a year and finally ran away. I didn't know that I had good intentions, when I learned to govern the seal, I cut it in the back mountain for three years. When I picked up the carving knife, I realized the feeling of being lightweight as Master said. ”

Qiu Wenzhen took the firewood knife, pointed to the bottom of the bamboo, and said, "It was a little difficult at first. Don't look at cutting bamboo is very simple, you haven't used a firewood knife, you can't even cut a bamboo, plus you scholars, and your hands are not strong, so the first few days are the most difficult, maybe the two arms will be like filled with lead, it depends on your perseverance. Give it a try. ”

Qiu Wenzhen handed the firewood knife to Zhong Yue and stood on the side playfully, "Let me tell you first, don't use brute force, if you don't want your hand to be ground and bloody." ”

Zhong Yue held the firewood knife, and a smile rose on the corner of his mouth.

Where did he come from? There are many more bamboo forests behind Xiaohe Mountain than this one, and every winter vacation, Zhong Yue will help a few Abel in the township cut bamboo to make a little money, and he is more familiar with this wood knife than anyone else.

Stoop.

Horse steps.

The firewood knife in Zhong Yue's hand was not cut horizontally, but at an oblique angle, slashing towards the upper position of the bamboo joint. Although he hasn't cut bamboo for a long time, he has always insisted on refining ink, especially the ancient ink recipe of 10,000 pestles, which tests the arm strength of the craftsman, and for him, cutting bamboo is a very easy job.

Syllable!

Syllable!

With the crisp sound of breaking bamboo, a few knives went down, Zhong Yue leaned on his back, and a seven or eight-year-old bamboo fell down in a hurry. Qiu Wenzhen, who was holding a cigarette on the side, was stunned, the cigarette fell to the ground, and he quickly picked it up, and was stunned and ready to take a puff of cigarette.

Unexpectedly, he took it backwards, and the cigarette butt burned his mouth, and he gasped in pain.

Hearing Qiu Wenzhen snorting, Zhong Yue turned his head and asked, "Master, is there anything wrong?"

Qiu Wenzhen picked up the cigarette, looked at Zhong Yue with a serious face, and said, "You cut a few more." ”

This time he was a little closer.

Zhong Yue raised the knife in his hand, his movements snapped neatly, he cut four or five trees in a row, straightened his waist, and also took a slight breath, although this bamboo cutting has a trick and uses skillful strength, but it is also a strength job, naturally a little tired.

"Is that enough?"

Qiu Wenzhen looked at the cut surface of the broken bamboo, where is this a person who has just learned to chop wood, it is simply the work of an old woodcutter, the cut surface is very stable and neat, not only that, but when cutting to three-quarters of the section, Zhong Yue leans on his shoulder, which is also a very quintessential labor-saving method.

Qiu Wenzhen looked at Zhong Yue with mixed emotions, "I can't see that you are still an old bird!"

Zhong Yue said: "I used to live in the countryside, chopping wood and bamboo, which I have been doing since I was a child, and then I smelted ink in the old ink factory, so naturally there is no problem with my arm strength." ”

"You still know how to refine ink?"

"Hmm. ”

Qiu Wenzhen looked at Zhong Yue as if he had seen a ghost, how could a person's energy be so vigorous, he said with mixed emotions: "I have already agreed with Lao Song today, you can help him cut bamboo." ”

"And tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow I will learn directly from me. This cut bamboo, spared. Qiu Wenzhen was also a little surprised when she saw Zhong Yue's extraordinary appearance, what a strange thing......

Zhong Yue was chopping bamboo while observing the movement in the bamboo forest. Painting bamboo, brushwork is secondary, business layout is the essence. This has something in common with the rule of seals.

The seal is divided into Zhu Bubai, the bamboo painting pays attention to the density, and the calligraphy conforms to yin and yang.

The hatchet fell.

The bamboo leaves made a rustling and trembling sound.

If you want to understand it, you still don't have the heat to do it.