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Light, color, layers, these are all advantageous means that you can use.

He pondered carefully, judging the strengths and weaknesses of himself and Tang Bohu, and the advantages and disadvantages of each of them, and found that Tang Bohu's paintings were not as good as his own in color, but had almost reached the peak in line technology, and he could not surpass them at all.

Oil painting is not superior to line art, but it has its own uniqueness in oil paint and light, but the gap between himself and Tang Bohu is too big, and these small tricks alone still can't make up for the overall situation.

No, we have to come up with something else.

He stood up and walked outside, breathing in the cold air, trying to keep his mind clearer and spinning faster.

"Boy, you can only drink the bitter wine you brew by yourself, how does it taste?" Zhou Dingcheng walked over and gloated.

"It's nothing, I call it self-spurring, self-transcendence. Besides, he shook his head proudly.

"Then wouldn't it be enough for you to whip yourself a few times a day? Why bother throwing out tens of thousands of taels of silver tastelessly, a loser. ”

Zhou Dingcheng felt like vomiting blood when he thought about it. If it is gambling, there is still a lucky time, and there is an element of luck, and it is good to set up a gambling game that must be lost, isn't this digging a pit by oneself and burying oneself directly? There must be a reason to find death, at least it must make people feel heroic and heroic, but he has nothing, he basically dies of depression, and he can think of such a way to find death.

Besides, I thought, even though the picture of the fairy has flown away, why can't I paint it again? Maybe I will feel like I have been kicked in the head by a donkey, and I have never thought of such a simple thing. Zhou Dingcheng is right, he should really whip himself a few times!

He turned around and walked into the studio again, and began to draw a picture of the gods with a stroke of a pen with his memory, but he really wanted to see if this picture could fly away in the daytime.

"You want to draw a picture of the gods?" Xiao Nier only glanced at it a few times before recognizing it. I was so impressed at first.

"Yes. ”

"Then you will give it to me after you finish painting this time, and I will hang it in the bedroom, auspicious. Xiao Nier was afraid that he would give it to others again, so she asked for it first.

"Okay, as long as it doesn't fly away, it's yours. ”

Besides, while talking, the pen kept waving, drawing stroke by stroke, in fact, it is more appropriate to call copying, this is just copying the memory in his head.

"And what if it flies away? You've got to figure out a way to tie it down. "Shaw is starting to worry about it.

"Don't worry, I'm afraid that it won't fly away, if it does, I'll win. And laughed. It was the first time he had a smile after noon.

Wang Ruofei, the owner of the Humble Administrator's Garden, looked at Meng Fanjun's reply and smiled bitterly, he wanted to add icing on the cake, but unfortunately he was one step too late and was preempted. The person mentioned in Meng Fanjun's letter to escort him, there is no need to guess, it must be Chen Musa.

"I heard that Bohu is going to have a big gamble with him this time?" he looked at Tang Bohu and Wen Zhengming sitting next to him, and asked with a smile.

"Where is this gambling, he just took the initiative to send the money himself, and I'm embarrassed if I don't take it. Tang Bohu was very disdainful.

The two of them slept for a day and a night before they got up, and they still looked a little drunk, their eyelids drooping, and their heads were dizzy. The night before yesterday I was too fierce in drinking.

They didn't expect that Chen Musa, who had never been close to alcohol, was a good hand, and he was stunned to confuse them.

"Why bother, they are all Wuzhong's children, Wuzhong's talents, everyone must be close to each other. Set up a gambling game, it won't hurt the peace. Wang Ruofei comforted.

The prince still has the idea of finding a way to win over the situation and enter the scene, in his opinion, it may have more potential than Tang Bohu and Wen Zhengming, the most important thing is that the two have a common enemy, Fang Buzhan and the people behind Fang Buzhan, so he has the feeling that he is the same comrade-in-arms in the trench.

"That kid is too crazy, he doesn't take us seriously at all, he can't compare to Bohu, and he dares to set up a high-profile gamble, wanting to surrender without a fight, and break Bohu's confidence. Wen Zhengming was ridiculed one after another at the banquet, and he also had a very bad impression of the situation.

Wang Ruofei sighed in his heart, this is a duel between an old talent and a new talent, and it is difficult for him to mediate, but he still doesn't want the two sides to fight too fiercely, and the two tigers will inevitably be injured, which will affect his long-term plan.

Others thought that he was completely disheartened and returned to his home to build a humble political garden for the elderly, but in fact he was lying on his back to save energy, and when the opportunity arose, he put his former political enemies to death in one fell swoop.

"By the way, have you made any progress with that autumn fragrance girl?" Wang Ruofei asked intentionally or unintentionally.

Tang Bohu was speechless, and when he mentioned this, he was blocked in his heart, especially when he thought that as soon as he spoke, Qiu Xiang was like a milk swallow floating into the forest, which was really like a knife cutting his heart.

Wen Zhengming also shook his head with a wry smile, noncommittal.

"In my opinion, let go when it's time to let go, some things may be determined by marriage, and you can't force it. Wang Ruofei said slowly.

He was gradually unfolding the strategy that his maid gave him, first persuading Tang Bohu to let go, and then mixing Qiu Xiang together, which was also the last trick he might have to win over him.

"No way, as long as I live, it will never be. Tang Bohu became angry when he heard this, completely forgetting that in front of him was the predecessor he had respected.

In Jiangnan, people who can make Tang Bohu respect and even a little afraid from the bottom of his heart can be counted with his fingers.

"Bohu, I support you, paint a masterpiece with your heart, and after a month, completely defeat him, let him climb high, fall hard, and never recover. Even keep him out of the Jiangnan talents, we have to maintain the purity of the Jiangnan talents. Wen Zhengming puffed up.

He was mad with the hypocrite's hat that the pomegranate wore on his head, and he had no choice but to take the pomegranate and get angry. Besides, he was repeatedly ridiculed and disrespectful, which also made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Wang Ruofei secretly smiled bitterly in his heart, it seems that the feud between these two parties is big, and it is also difficult to integrate them together, at least not for the time being.

Tang Bohu said disdainfully: "It's just a hairy child, I have only learned to paint for a few years, and I paint better than him with my feet." Compared with me, you can't practice hard for another 20 years. ”

Wen Zhengming hurriedly reminded: "Bohu, don't be careless, I've seen his paintings, and the potential is still not small, don't capsize in the gutter." ”

"Don't worry, I've crossed many big rivers, and his little gutter can't overturn my dragon boat. ”

Besides, he didn't know that the two idols he worshipped had become his great enemies, and he didn't know that there was an inexplicable "comrade-in-arms in the same trench".

He was receiving another inexplicable senior brother at home at this time.

The next morning, he finally had to receive the guests, because it was the new prefect Wei Gao.

Besides, he was a little apprehensive in his heart, he heard Lian Daning say that he was a little unpleasant with this prefect, but don't be looking for trouble, he is already troublesome enough. Since Fang Buzhan pestered him, he has an instinctive taboo against people in the officialdom.

"The student is a little boy, how dare you come to Lao Lao and my ancestors, just send someone to pass on me if you have something. "And greet cautiously.

He was not afraid of this prefect in his heart, after all, there were Chen Musa and Lian Daning under the cover, and Zhou Dingcheng was in charge at home, but he didn't want to offend the prefect, after all, he was under his rule.

"Haha, junior brother, what are you polite to me, I've been busy for a while, and I haven't come to visit you, so we senior brothers will have to be closer and closer in the future." Wei Gao was smiling and amiable.

What's the matter, where did this come from, could it be that he is also a disciple of Chen Musa?

It's impossible, if this were the case, Chen Musa would have confessed a long time ago, and this is not something to hide.

Besides, he asked Wei Gao to sit down, but Wei Gao had to pull him to sit down together, and then explain to him the origin of the two brothers.

He is a student of Gao Gong, Gao Gong and Zhang Juzheng are classmates, Zhang Juzheng and Chen Musa are the same year, so the two of them are also brothers who turn around and turn around.

Besides, it's a mess, this is also called a senior brother?

Besides, I know a little bit about the complex relationship between Xuelin and officialdom, but I have never heard such a discussion about senior brothers. However, seeing that the prefect was sincere, he had to accept himself as a cheap junior brother, so he had to admit it in a daze.

"I said, junior brother, are you so happy that you let the servants have a holiday?" Wei Gao saw that he personally poured tea for him, and there was no one to serve him, so he asked casually.

Besides, he smiled bitterly: "Senior brother, what kind of servant do I use for this small family, just do everything by myself." ”

"If you don't have a servant, then what's going on, I'll bring you some when I get back." You are polite to me, we are brothers. "Wei Gao doesn't put the prefect's shelf, this senior brother's shelf is full and high enough.

"This can't work, you don't know, my family has ancestral training, and before the age of eighteen, you are not allowed to use servants. I'm also a cook and a janitor now, it's not that I can't afford it, and my ancestors don't dare to disobey it. ”

"Oh, that's right. Wei Gao heard that it was Zu Xun, so he had no choice but to give up.

Some big families often have strange rules, which are difficult for outsiders to understand, so when you go to a place and enter the door of a family, you must first ask some rules and taboos, so as to follow the local customs, so as not to accidentally offend others.

Moreover, it is precisely by grasping this trump card that everything that is inconvenient to explain is attributed to the ancestral teachings, the rules set by the father, and so on.

The purpose of Wei Gao's trip is just to recognize the door first, and taking the initiative to visit is also a modest gesture. Seeing that this place was really not suitable for entertaining guests, he sat for a while, asked for a few poems, and then took his staff and officials to sit in a sedan chair, and a group of people left in a mighty way.

Besides, he couldn't help but laugh when he watched this inexplicable senior brother leave. It's true: there are all kinds of wonders in the world, thousands of red dust, love and hatred!