Just because people are thick-skinned doesn't mean they can't be modest. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The name of the info art master, Yang Huairen just thought about it and was okay to satisfy himself, if he really asked Zhao Ji to spread the word, he would be embarrassed in the future.

"In fact, if you want to say that I am a master of art, I really can't talk about it, let me evaluate other people's Danqing, maybe I can also say that I am ugly and acting, if I really let Zhao Ji write and paint, I can't even compare with an ordinary reader."

Zhao Ji looked at the poems written by Yang Huairen on several cases, and then looked at the humble expression on Yang Huairen's face, as if he saw that Yang Huairen had a kind of high-level bearing.

"Yang Hou is too modest, the calligraphy of the Han Dynasty pays attention to artistic conception, and the calligraphy of the Tang Dynasty pays attention to the fine brush, and many people of the Great Song Dynasty set the masterpieces of the Han and Tang Dynasties, and the pen is vigorous and full of interest.

I look at Yang Hou's words, the artistic conception is far-reaching, but the pen is deliberately clumsy, but this style is free and easy and not rigid, giving people a sense of detachment. ”

You're a good kid! Yang Huairen's graffiti works, by Zhao Ji so praised, he is also a little fluttering, although he himself knows how many catties and taels his calligraphy level is, but by such a future emperor and calligraphy everyone in the clouds, it feels really wonderful.

"The prince is too uplifting, imitating his predecessors, but he is just parroting, and it is inevitable that he will have the feeling of picking up people's teeth and wisdom. Everyone knows that I am a cook, but in fact, my penmanship comes from my knife skills. ”

Zhao Ji was dizzy when he heard this, how can calligraphy and cooking still be involved?

Yang Huairen took out a small kitchen knife in his arms and carved a few words directly on the desk.

"Duanwang, please see, in fact, I really haven't practiced much in writing, but I am very skilled in cutting and carving melons. Two seemingly unrelated things are actually similar.

Whether it is writing with a pen or cutting vegetables with a knife, it is with a pair of dexterous hands, when a kitchen knife is skillfully used in my hands, I change a pen to write, and the hand-eye cooperation will be much more tacit, and vice versa. ”

Zhao Ji looked at the few words carved by Yang Huairen with a kitchen knife on the table, and the slender knife marks were scratched, as if he had written lightly with the tip of a brush.

The thin notches were pieced together into a few words, whether it was blank space or penmanship, it seemed to be more artistic conception than the words that Yang Huairen had just written on the paper, and he was staring at it stupidly, as if he was thoughtful.

Whether writing or painting, ordinary people have always only paid attention to the fine brush and artistic conception, from Yang Huairen's mouth to listen to such a novel insight, Zhao Ji suddenly realized a truth, the creation of art, the most important thing is rhyme, whether it is with a pen or other tools, and what kind of method is used, to show what you want to think, to express the charm, is the highest level of art.

Zhao Ji likes calligraphy and painting, so he naturally invited many famous teachers to teach him in the palace, but he was the first to meet him like Yang Huairen.

Maybe Yang Huairen didn't say much, but this way seemed to make him feel like he was suddenly opened, and he respected Yang Huairen more in his heart, and at the same time felt mysterious.

Yang Huairen smiled faintly, and clicked and dialed, whether you can understand it or not depends on yourself.

When the two returned to Yang's Mansion, the alley in front of Yang's Mansion was blocked by another luxurious carriage, and Yang Huairen didn't have to guess to know who was coming.

Zhao Hao jumped out of the carriage and hurriedly walked to the door, stepped into the Yang Mansion with one foot, and suddenly felt a little strange, so he leaned back and turned his head to look out, and there was another carriage behind him, and he knew that the person who came was also a prince.

When he saw the carriage clearly, he knew that his nephew Zhao Ji was here, and he was thinking that Zhao Ji, this kid, had also come to Yang's mansion, could it be that he still had a friendship with Yang Huairen?

When he saw Zhao Ji and asked Yang Huairen to get off the carriage like a gentleman, Zhao Ji was also stunned, and said in his heart that Yang Huairen is too good, none of the children of his old Zhao family escaped from the clutches of this guy.

Zhao Hao couldn't care about it, so he hurriedly turned around to meet him, and the first thing he said was, "I heard that your family has a bumper harvest of tomatoes, why don't you know how to pull a cart for my brother to try it?" ”

Yang Huairen shook his head helplessly, he found that Zhao Hao's kid was completely led astray by him, what a literary middle-aged man who was originally elegant and elegant, but now he has also learned his bandit temperament, robbery and beating to the house, as soon as he opens his mouth, it is a car, is it really a buddy to bully, isn't it?

"? Which bastard made up a rumor? Tomatoes are planted in my village for more than one acre, and a total of three or four hundred catties are produced. Why don't you see if I'm delicious, you can rob me and cook me home! ”

Rare is expensive, Yang Huairen wants to tell the truth and let Zhao Hao know that if this season's tomatoes can produce four or five thousand catties, he may not only have one car, so he falsely reported a one-percent yield, so he knew that it would be difficult for him to retreat.

Today's Zhao Gang is not the original Zhao Pot, of course he knows that in what Yang Huairen said, how can he squeeze out three or five catties of water, saying that tomatoes produce three or four hundred catties, just double it, it can't be bad.

But if you really let him pull a car, it will also look like 200 catties, and he also feels that he is a bit of a lion's mouth, even if it is a robbery, there is no reason to rob to death, and a long stream of water is the right way.

"You don't have three taels of meat, what can you eat? It's better to be like this, I don't want a car for my brother, you can just pull two baskets for me, what do you think? ”

"I'll go!"

Yang Huairen complained, "The two baskets also weigh 100 catties, or you should eat me, and you can do it without meat stew." ”

Saying that, Yang Huairen sandwiched the two small boxes of treasures he had robbed from Zhenbaoxuan under his armpit one by one, and glanced at Zhao Ji beside him, "See, the king of the people came to my house for a meal, and looked at the meeting gifts given by others, you look at you again, and came empty-handed?" ”

Zhao Ji's face was full of black lines, and he stared at Zhao Ji with a resentful expression. Zhao Ji embarrassedly gave his fourth uncle a gift, but he couldn't explain that these pearls, gems and jades were all robbed by Yang Huairen in his jewelry store, so that Yang Huairen took him for nothing, and he had to continue to swallow it in his stomach if he was bitter.

Yang Huairen is used to being a scoundrel anyway, buddy robs others, others want to rob brother, brother only robs you.

Zhao Hao thought that even if he robbed two baskets of tomatoes today, he would have to pay a great price, although he didn't care about the money of the old Zhao family, but after getting along with Yang Huairen for a long time, he finally made some progress, and if the hard one didn't work, he would come soft.

He changed his very dog-legged look, hugged Yang Huairen's shoulders and smiled, "Which of us is with whom, how can such an iron relationship between brother-in-law and brother-in-law be measured by money?" ”