Of the twenty people who ordered the new products, seventeen of them were the children of the scholar clan who were entrenched on the second and third floors, and among those on the first floor, only three people entered the product, namely Xu You, Hu Xin, and Ji Ying.

At the level of watching the pot and chanting poetry, Lu Hui chose the poems of five people, Zhang Mo originally had the qualifications, not to mention it. The other four, although Hu Xin's quality is a little worse, his poetry is good, and it is reasonable for him to be selected by Zhang Zihua. Tan Le and Ji Yutang were purely making up the numbers, and as soon as they arrived in front of Zhang Zihua, they were inarticulate, and their literary talents were even worse, so they were immediately brushed down. It's Ji Ying, because Lu Hui said good things, and his literary talent and poetry are also passable, and he was set as the next grade, although it is the ninth grade, it can be regarded as a grade, which can be called a great joy.

Among the five people who came in the same boat, Bai Chengtian was blocked at the second level, Xu You, Zhang Mo, and Ji Yingall entered or promoted the product, only Chen Qian failed to make Zhang Zihua pay attention to it, and he was depressed.

During the seven days of Xu You's retreat, Zhang Zihua was not idle, and the scholars traveled in the mountains and rivers, or made exquisite questions, or secretly observed, and knew their level well, so they did not delay for too long.

Gu Yun readily agreed, and ordered Gu Ma to take the drawing paper and spread it out on the long desk. There was also a painter from Yashan Danqing in the crowd, named Du'an, a scholar from Dongyang County, who was taken aback when he saw this, and hurriedly approached him, touched it with his hand, and made sure that it was not a bridge of several pieces of drawing paper, and exclaimed: "Fujun, how come I have never seen such a regulated painting paper?" Where did you get it? ”

This is made of He paper, nine feet long and four feet wide, which was made by the craftsmen of the gold workshop in Qiantang County. I also got it by chance, because this paper can keep the ink for many years, neither cracked nor discolored, compared to the silk, ingenious workmanship, is really the treasure of my generation's painting! ”

Gu Yun spared no effort to advertise, anyway, Xu You explained his affairs, and he must do it perfectly. Du An was amazed, waiting on the side of the case, reaching out and touching it from time to time, as if he had met a beautiful woman with a beautiful national color, and he couldn't wait to hold it in his arms and never leave.

Seeing such a strange large paper, which is completely different from the regulations stipulated by the Ministry of Industry for many years, they immediately became interested, this one asked how it was made, and that one asked where the gold shop was, the attraction of new things was extraordinary, if it wasn't for Gu Yun being busy painting, they might really ask a hundred thousand whys.

Two hours later, a picture of Qiantang Lake was completed, from the ethereal Qiantang Lake, to the lonely mountain in the center of the independent lake, and then to the mountain path, ten thousand plum blossoms, listening to the waves and bamboo sea, everything is tolerated. Then it is the rainy building on the top of the lonely mountain, the building is full of friends, the winning friends are like clouds, or lying on the ground, raising a glass to change the lamp, or standing together by the railing, overlooking the river, the artistic conception is far-reaching and subtle, the charm is vivid and expressive, all are vivid. What's even more commendable is that the picture is long but not redundant, complicated but not chaotic, tight and compact, like a single go, extremely smooth.

Duane exclaimed: "The intention is to save the pen first, and the painting is all intended." In my humble opinion, compared with your earlier landscape and figure paintings, it seems that there has been a lot of improvement in the past six months. His paintings are not famous in Yangzhou, and Dongyang County is Gu Yun's father Ren Taishou, who is familiar with each other, and is regarded as a friend of the gods, and his eyesight and insight are above the horizontal line.

Gu Yun smiled: "Thanks to a friend's reminder, I have comprehended the wonderful realm of imagination, so this period of time has improved a little ......."

Xu You has explained to him, you can't tell outsiders what you think is wonderful, it should all be his own understanding, otherwise Gu Yun is in a hurry to make a name for Xu You, how can he monopolize the credit?

"Wonderful?"

Du An'an is itching, what kind of profound realm is this? Why have you never heard of it? Just as he was about to continue to ask, Zhang Tong pulled him away and said, "Du Yanxian, we don't understand the painting, you can ask Fujun for advice in private." Now let me look and see where I am in the painting......"

Du ane scolded with a smile: "As long as you are in a hurry, you don't have to look for it, the person with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks on the east side of the third floor is you!" ”

"Really? I'll see, hey, Fu Jun's wonderful pen is full of flowers, and the painting is really like! ”

There was another burst of laughter, as long as Zhang Xiuyong was there, he wouldn't feel bored. Everyone expressed their opinions one after another, and naturally they were all beautiful words: "The handwriting is thorough, tight and continuous like a spring silkworm spinning silk", "Painting the clothing patterns of the characters with ancient gossamer drawing, the lines are tight and continuous", "Spring clouds float in the air, flowing water on the ground", "Dressing and dyeing the appearance, slightly embellished with strong colors, not seeking to smudge, more exquisite", etc., etc.

After appreciating the painting, everyone asked Zhang Zihua to inscribe poems on the painting, and then collected the poems sung by all the scholars in the past few days, sorted them into a book, and only waited for them to be released after going down the mountain.

The collection of literati is not only a fixed product, but also a fame, and it is also sung, so the process and the result are equally important. A book of poems should be circulated in the market, and it will remain popular for a long time.

The literati have the same name, so this matter is very important, Zhang Zihua handed it over to Lu Hui to manage, which can be regarded as giving him a chance to atone for his crimes. It was another bustle, it was already afternoon, and a group of people came down from the lonely mountain and went ashore on the Duanjia Bridge. Before they reached the shore, they saw a dense crowd of people, men and women, old and young, if it weren't for the officials of Qiantang County, it is estimated that Xu You and they would not even be able to cross the bridge.

Gu Yun smiled: "It's all here to see you......"

Before the words fell, an earth-shattering shout sounded, "Xu Langjun, where is Xu Langjun?" ”

"Look, look, which one is Xu Lang?"

"The peach blossom with a human face is the most beautiful one among people!"

"Poetry is beautiful, people may not!"

"The dark fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon, this sentence exhausts the poetry of the world, I think he is a gentle gentleman!"

"Xu Lang, do you have a wife?"

All kinds of noises drilled into the ears, and even a bold girl didn't care who Xu You was, and threw them over with a close-fitting silk handkerchief, sachet and gouache. Most of the scholars hugged their heads and ran around, only Zhang Tongtian shamelessly picked up the silk handkerchief thrown on his face, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and kept smiling, looking very hearty.

Finally got out of the sea of people, everyone was embarrassed one by one, several people's belts were torn off, pointed at each other and laughed, and then said goodbye and went their separate ways. After tossing for a day and night, no one can hold on, so it is only right to go back and rest early.

Gu Yun was busy with official business, delaying these days, and after returning to Wu County, he didn't know what he was going to be busy, so he didn't go back to Jingyuan with Xu You, but just explained that he would meet in Wu County during the New Year. Other people also came to say goodbye to Xu You, and many like-minded people also agreed to say goodbye, which was almost a world away from the dilemma of being ignored at the Xicun ferry before Yaji.

At the end of the song, Xu You was about to leave, Zuo Yan appeared behind him with Wu Shan and Li Mu, and shouted in unison: "Lang Jun! ”

Xu You turned around and said with a smile: "You guys can be regarded as chasing after you, there were too many people just now, and I'm afraid you didn't keep up." Go, go home, I haven't slept all night, I can't open my eyelids! ”

"Lord Lang, no"

Wu Shan and Li Mu stopped at the same time, and Xu Youqi said, "What's wrong?" ”

"He Langjun explained, let Lord Lang go to the house first to avoid the rebellion, and wait for no one to return to the house quietly at night!"

The second monk Xu Youzhang was puzzled and said, "Fenghu, what's the situation?" ”

Zuo Yan smiled bitterly: "There are also many people waiting at the gate of Jingyuan, vying to witness Lang Jun's demeanor......"

Xu You was stunned and said, "What happened to me in the seven days I was on the mountain?" ”