Chapter 254: Less than a point

Hangzhou Nanping Mountain, lying on the south bank of the West Lake, the forest on the mountain is verdant, the beautiful stone is exquisite, there is a Yongming Zen Temple on the mountain, located in the south bank of the West Lake Nanping Mountain Huiri Peak, it was built for Wu Yue, it has a history of more than 100 years now, Wu Yue was called the Buddha country in those years, under its influence, the people of Hangzhou believe in Buddhism more, and as the Yongming Zen Temple that is more famous in the city, it is naturally the peak of incense, and the believers and tourists are endless.

Entrusted by Fan Zhongyan, Chu Zhi sent out invitations to invite the gentry and wealthy businessmen in Hangzhou to gather in the garden in front of the Yongming Zen Temple, intending to set up a banquet in this place full of compassion to stimulate their benevolence and righteousness in order to achieve their goals.

To tell the truth, what is the situation outside the city now, the victims are everywhere, there is a lack of money and food, no one knows the gentry, after receiving the invitation, they have guessed that this banquet is afraid that the person who came is not good, it should not be some idea, and I don't blame them for thinking like this, after all, there has been a precedent for this kind of thing before.

Every year of famine, when the official government has no ability or pretends to have no money and food to help the victims, always go to the rich businessmen's homes to borrow grain, the so-called borrowing, must not be repaid, for no reason, who wants to suffer this loss, over time, also learn to pass the buck, and the big families, more or less have something to do with the court officials, unless they are rich backgrounds, or officials with green heads, otherwise no one can help them.

The problem is that there is a Fan Zhongyan in front of Chu Zhen, plus the official seal and private seal, which has clearly indicated his attitude, and the rich and powerful businessmen naturally understand that Fan Zhongyan cannot be regarded as an ordinary degraded official and state official, not respecting his reputation, nor being afraid of his official authority, but afraid of his means.

When Fan Zhongyan implemented the new policy, in order to remove the incompetent local officials, he sent many envoys to various places, and as soon as the report arrived, the name of the thief official was ticked off from the class book. At that time, Fan Zhongyan's answer was: "It is better for a family to cry than for people in several states and counties to cry." ”

The wealthy businessmen who know this allusion well understand that in this time of famine, don't anger this judge Yama, otherwise even if there are people in the court, it will not be able to solve the near fire, who knows what this prime minister will do, so no matter how reluctant he is in his heart, after receiving the invitation, everyone is still invited.

In the garden, tea soup and cakes, melons and fruits have been placed on the table, and there is a group of beautiful female dancers playing the piano and flute and dancing, but where will everyone be appreciative at this time, and they are worried about how to deal with it if Fan Zhongyan asks for money and food later.

"Lord Chu, the hour is almost up, why haven't you seen Fan Gong yet?" found Chu Zhen in a corner of the garden, Shen Liao was not polite, and asked directly, although he also knew what the purpose of this banquet was, but he didn't care at all.

If it is asked for by other officials, you may have to think about it, how should you refuse it, you must know that money in the air does not come out of thin air, how can you give it away at will, but if it is Fan Zhongyan, who in the world does not know Fan Gong's character, Shen Liao's mind naturally changed, the money is nothing but something outside the body, and it is also used for disaster relief, so give it.

"Don't worry, Fan Gong will definitely come over." Chu Zhi replied casually, looking at the West Lake scenery, the brush in his hand did not stop, and gently sketched on the flat paper, these days are extremely busy, there is no time to practice calligraphy and painting, two days ago I received a letter from He She, asking him to send one or two works back to Bianliang, in order to assess whether his calligraphy and painting have improved.

Sure enough, it is a boat against the current, not advancing or retreating, the word is nothing, the instructions are often used, the painting is a lot unfamiliar, I don't mention the pen for a long time, I almost forgot how to outline the graphics, so I had to take some time out of my busy schedule to practice.

Writing and painting is an elegant thing, Shen Liao is not good to bother, Wen Yan took two steps back, carefully observed, and immediately found that Chu Zhen's painting skills are different, what is the difference, Shen Liao can't say for a while, but I think this painting is very 'realistic', but it is definitely different from the painter's stereotypical and sluggish pictures, but it is full.

"Three-dimensional sense of space." Hearing Shen Liao's "confusion" and "confusion", Chu Qian, who put down his pen and exhaled, replied, most of the time the ancient pictures are plane drawings, and he doesn't know how to use skills to draw a three-dimensional feeling of perspective, and after understanding what is a three-dimensional space, Shen Liao did not hesitate to ask Chu Zhen for advice.

"It's just a little bit of skin, and it's still 'groping'." Chu Zhen hesitated, not because he had a desire to hide his selfishness, but because he was afraid of misleading people's children, after all, sometimes he also felt that his drawings were a little nondescript, and he was worried that what he taught Shen Liao was the wrong technique, which would be self-defeating, so Shen Liao naturally did not take it to heart and continued to ask for advice.

Seeing that Shen Liao was so persistent, Chu Zhen thought about it, and then excused himself, brought a few blank pieces of paper, and told him a few relatively simple sketching skills, so that he could come to himself after he practiced it.

After trying a few times, I found that it was really difficult and not easy to master, Shen Liao's interest came, and he immediately immersed himself in this novel painting method, and Chu Zhen also gave guidance from time to time, and for a while, both of them forgot where they were, until a hearty laugh came.

"Why don't I see Shen Erlang, it turns out that I am learning painting skills with Chu Zhixian." Several gentlemen walked slowly, boasting different identities, and their family wealth was not the top, and they were not afraid of what Fan Zhongyan would force them to do, so their mood was naturally not as worried as others.

"Oh, it's rude for the official to keep you waiting for a long time." Chu Zhen was stunned and hurriedly apologized.

The gentry still have a good impression of this modest and polite little county official, and in their hearts, the mastermind behind inviting them to come is Fan Zhongyan.

"Hehe, the main lord hasn't arrived yet, Chu Zhixian and Shen Gongzi can continue." A certain gentleman smiled, and there seemed to be a bit of dissatisfaction in his tone, of course, everyone knew who he was targeting.

After a chorus of echoes, someone saw Chu Zhen's painting and immediately asked in admiration: "Who made this picture?" ”

This is obviously nonsense, there is an inscription of Chu quality in the painting, and he asked knowingly there, but Chu Zhen still smiled modestly: "I am afraid that it will not be able to enter everyone's eyes." ”

Chu quality this is a fine brush painting, with light ink and strong color "color", the scenery of the West Lake in front of you "color" into the drawings, the proportion is very coordinated, like a miniature landscape, which makes people feel a little novel, the pictures of the Song Dynasty are more freehand, only seek far-reaching artistic conception, do not seek the image "realistic" true, even if it is a realistic painting of the scene, it is only for a certain thing to try to show it, where can it be like Chu Qian's painting, all the things you see in front of you are painted.

Retired officials and current officials are not at the same level, so no one will take Chu Qian's modesty seriously, praise it again and again, praise every mountain and river, every scene and object in the painting, and turn to praise people without getting enough, of course, there are also people who don't think about this painting in their hearts, but they don't show it.

At this time, the other guests who were invited to come heard that there was movement here, and they slowly gathered over, and after knowing what was going on, they also flattered them, and when they heard a pleasant word, Chu Zhi's face was a little ruddy, and he seemed to be a little excited, and he sighed, and added a few lines of words in the blank space of the picture.

"After all, in the middle of June in the West Lake, the scenery is not the same as the four seasons, the lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red."

Someone raised his voice to "chant" to recite, immediately by this unique creative technique, the first sentence seems to be abrupt, the actual sentence of the atmosphere of the poem to be attracted, this poem is grand, not only write the infinite lotus leaves, but also render the magnificence of heaven and earth, so that the whole picture is brilliant and vivid, carefully savored for a moment, can't help but high-five wonderful.

This time, no one disagreed, they all watched the poems in the painting, and then compared the "color" of the scene in front of them, the feeling of amazement was still born, and they sincerely praised Chu Qian.

"It must have been after the adults were drunk by the warm breeze that we first noticed the difference in the scenery of West Lake." Someone said with a smile, and everyone said yes with a smile.

"To be honest, please don't laugh." Chu Zhi said with pity.

"Please speak up, I can guarantee that you will never laugh at it." Immediately someone responded curiously, and besides, it was the case, even if they laughed in their hearts, no one dared to show it.

"I've been in Hangzhou for a long time, and I haven't been to the West Lake." Chu Zhen shook his head and sighed, full of unwillingness.

There were bursts of good-natured laughter in the middle of the crowd, and of course, there were some quick-witted people who knew what Chu Zhen was hinting at, and they speculated.

"But I don't know why you're laughing." A vigorous voice came into everyone's ears, it seemed to be subconscious, everyone's laughter stopped abruptly, and when they turned around to gaze, they saw Fan Zhongyan, who was dressed in a simple green robe, walked over lightly surrounded by several officials, and a faint smile came out of his lips.

"I've seen Taishou." Everyone stepped forward to salute, and when they saw Fan Zhongyan's friendly return salute, they actually felt a little excited in their hearts, and their attitude became more and more respectful, how to say that they are also big people, give some face, some people comfort themselves, and can't help but squeeze forward to prepare to "show" their faces in front of Fan Gong.

In just a dozen steps, Fan Zhongyan walked for a few minutes to arrive, and saw Fan Zhongyan with that faint smile, swaying freely to deal with dozens of people's greetings, it can be called a mask, there is no omission, Chu Zhen is envious in his heart, if he learns a few points in this skill, I am afraid that his career will be more straightforward.

"This is a painting from Chuzhi County." Walking to Chu Zhen's side, no one dared to stand in front of Fan Zhongyan, the painting and poetry naturally met his eyes, looked carefully for a moment, nodded lightly and said: "Well, the painting has a bit of charm, but it is not as good as the poem." ”