Chapter Twenty-Four: The Road Meets a Great Writer
There is Bishan Mountain in the north of Luoyang, the ancient name is Jiashan, which lies horizontally in the north of Luoyang like a long dragon. The mountains are undulating and undulating, and the scenery is beautiful, the trees are lush and verdant, and the distance is verdant like clouds.
Whenever the sun sets and the twilight is boundless, the thousands of lights in Luoyang City are on, and the smoke of thousands of households on the land is curling. Standing on the top of the peak to watch Luoyang's tall city, majestic palace, wide garden, magnificent pavilion, very spectacular. This is the portrayal of one of the eight major views of Luoyang, "Evening View of Pishan Mountain".
Bishan is a good place to paint landscape pictures, so there are often elegant people who come here to paint.
Today, however, the scene was extraordinarily large, and many scribes did not paint, but gathered around an old man who painted. The old man's drawing book did not block the road, but there were too many people gathered and the road was blocked.
Qin Ye couldn't help but look at the painting, and he didn't know if the Supreme Eye could see the flaws in the painting. I couldn't help but glance at it with the Supreme Law Eye, and a lot of information suddenly came.
There were six flaws.
Qin Ye's Supreme Dharma Eye is very good, not only can he see the flaws, but also can provide a way to deal with the flaws.
His face was overjoyed, but he didn't expect the Supreme Dharma Eye to be able to see the flaws in the painting.
The butler-like man suddenly showed disdain, "I said that he was beaten, and he was happy, this person must be a psychopath." Come on, away. ”
"Whoa!" There are more than 100 servants from each family here, but this housekeeper of the Cai Mansion is the leader.
And the old man who painted was Cai Yong, a famous writer and calligrapher in the Eastern Han Dynasty, and the father of the talented woman Cai Wenji.
Cai Yongshi is a great contemporary writer, talented, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. The six classics of his handwriting, "Poems", "Books", "Rites", "Yi", "Music" and "Spring and Autumn", were carved into inscriptions, standing in Taixue, and he was the leader of Confucianism and the teacher of the world.
Even Dong Zhuo didn't dare to offend him, and wanted to win him over.
More than 100 people surrounded Qin Ye, all of them were fierce and vicious, depending on the situation, if Qin Ye didn't leave, he would have to do it.
Qin Ye is an honest child, if people don't offend me, I won't offend people. Although he has the ability to defy the heavens such as the Supreme Dharma Eye, he has never thought of revealing all the flaws in the world and showing extraordinary means.
He's still very low-key.
But in this situation, he couldn't keep a low profile anymore.
The red rabbit horsemen stood up, and when they neighed, the surrounding families were shocked and retreated.
Qin Ye stayed at the horse and said coldly: "Why, let's not say that you are blocking the road, and you won't let people see it?" If you don't want to be watched, then go home and lock yourself in the house. ”
"What a vulgar person."
When the scribes saw Qin Ye's outfit, they knew that he was a martial artist. They didn't block the road in the slightest and hinder the consciousness of others, but thought that Qin Ye was ruining the scenery.
One of them said: "You are a vulgar person, what kind of mood can you see?" On the contrary, it ruined our Yaxing. ”
There are really rotten Confucians, sour Confucians, Qin Ye smiled: "This painting is full of flaws, there is no ornamental value at all, it is just a stall." It seems that your elegance is no more than Er'er. ”
What the?
What did the young man say?
Full of flaws?
Stalls?
The scribes were furious.
If a great scholar had said this, the scribes would have humbly asked for advice. But Qin Ye looks like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man, even if he starts learning in his mother's womb, how much attainment can he have in Chinese painting?
How dare you make such a big statement.
The scribes thought that Qin Ye was pretending, and he didn't know how to talk nonsense at all.
The scribes shouted angrily, "Ignorant boy, do you know the identity of this old gentleman? ”
"This old gentleman's paintings are full of flaws? Stalls? Boy, let me tell you, even if this old gentleman is a casual graffiti, he is worth all your net worth. ”
It's so big?
Fortunately, Qin Ye's background is not small, and it is beneficial to follow the national thief, that is, no one is afraid. He smiled, "Whatever you say, this painting is full of flaws, that is, the stalls." Since you're so excited, let's sell at a premium level. ”
Premium stall!
The scribes twitched one by one.
"I'm so angry, come on, arrest this person for me!"
The family soldiers have drawn their swords one after another, and they can carry swords, which shows that these people have extraordinary family backgrounds.
The old man who was painting frowned at the moment. He looked at Qin Ye's expression, and it didn't seem like he was talking nonsense.
Cai Yong hurriedly stopped everyone and said, "Since this little friend said that the old man's painting is full of flaws, he may point it out?" ”
Cai Yong actually didn't believe Qin Ye's words, after all, Qin Ye was seventeen or eighteen years old, how much strength could he have? But Cai Yong didn't think about anyone else.
"Yes, you might point it out? If you can't tell me, I can't send you to the government for punishment. The crowd scolded.
Qin Ye saw that this old man had an extraordinary bearing, and he didn't know how much higher than the others. Looking at the scribes and stars holding the moon, although he didn't know the official identity of the old man, he must be a great writer-level existence. A real literati is worthy of respect, so he dismounted, "The old gentleman is polite." These people are vexatious, so I retorted it. Please get out of the way, and I'm leaving. ”
If it weren't for this group of people blocking the way, Qin Ye wouldn't have bothered to deal with these people.
"It's ......." The old man sighed, he had been painting for many years, and he heard all the praises, but Qin Ye said that there were flaws. And his painting skills have not improved for more than ten years, and he really wants to meet someone who can see the flaws.
"You can't leave, you can't tell where the flaws are, so you can twist it to the government." Who knew that everyone would not spare Qin Ye.
Qin Ye shook his head, also sighed, and said to the old man: "These superficial people, if they don't teach them a lesson, it will be difficult to become a big thing." In this case, the younger generation is offended. ”
The old man's eyes lit up and he said, "Little friend, just come." ”
Qin Ye swept through everyone, "Several other flaws can no longer be repaired, but there is one that can be changed." This painting lacks color on the top of the mountain, it should be here, here, and here, with three strokes ....... ”
Qin Ye doesn't know how to paint Chinese, but he has the supreme eye and can not only see the flaws of this painting, but also know how to repair it.
"Hahaha......."
Before he could finish speaking, everyone was laughing wildly, laughing, and undisguised their disdainful gazes.
"What a vulgar person!"
"Shameless ......."
"Lack of color on the top of the mountain? The top of the mountain is the best place in this painting. Apparently when we had just praised the top of the mountain for its excellent color, this man did not hear it, and all of a sudden, he was caught in the trap. ”
Qin Ye smiled faintly and said to everyone: "Superficial, unreasonable, and unteachable." ”
"What!" The scribes were shocked. You're a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, you're a child, and everyone here can be your teacher, you know?
One of the rather imposing middle-aged people couldn't help but walk out, saluted the old man, and said excitedly: "Teacher, teacher! Say it quickly, the momentum of the painting on the top of this mountain is the best place for this painting. Let this ignorant child, the megalomaniacal, know that he is superficial and coarse. ”
Everyone looked at the old man with longing eyes, and as long as the teacher said a word, this ignorant child would be notorious.