"The mountains are full of red and autumn colors, the Tibetan name is in the clouds, the ancient cha is leaning on the sky, and the temple ......is far away from the red dust" After the old man chanted a five-character poem, he no longer paid attention to Ye Yu, turned around and entered the grass house.

Ye Yu was thoughtful after listening, and then bowed to the grass house three times, and then took a wheelchair and exited the small garden by She Dongcheng. Out of Xiaoyuan, Ye Yu didn't speak all the way, and kept thinking about the four lines of poetry that the old man said.

She Dongcheng on the side really didn't understand, you must know that the imperial prince had to accept his eldest brother as a student, but his eldest brother didn't seem to be interested. Why is it unusual, today, I came to worship an old man as a teacher?

"Big Brother ......"

"You don't have to say any more, I know what you're going to ask!" Ye Yu waved his hand, indicating that he had understood: "This old man, if he hadn't disappeared fifty years ago, would have been a world-famous master in the art world!" ”

“……”

"Okay, you won't understand it, let's talk about it when I go back......" Ye Yu felt that he couldn't understand it with She Dongcheng, so he urged him to hurry back, he must think about this topic from the old man.

In the grass house, the old man looked at Ye Yu's departing back through the bamboo curtain, his cloudy eyes showed some relief, and finally nodded slightly and said to himself: "It's rare to have this eyesight, I'm still old after all, and I can't bring what I've learned in my life to the grave?" Since I have a relationship with this son, if I have a little enlightenment, I can make up for a little regret when I come to accept apprentices......"

Ye Yu, who returned home, locked himself in the study for two days and two nights and did not go out for half a step. In the past two days, Ye Yu has pondered and studied the four lines of poetry written on the paper repeatedly, and he didn't believe that the old man's question would be so simple.

It would be much easier to paint according to the tranquility of the poem, but is that what the poem really means? Ye Yu immediately rejected this idea.

"Young master, have ......you drunk the fish head soup?"

With Qiulan's inquiry outside the door, Ye Yu came out of deep thought. He glanced sideways at the fish head soup on the shore, and couldn't help but shake his head and said to himself: "At this time, where do you still have the heart to drink fish soup!" ”

But as soon as his own words fell, suddenly Ye Yu seemed to think of something, and then kept muttering: "Fish head soup...... Fish head soup...... Tibetan poems? ”

When he moved his gaze back to the four lines of poetry on the table, the four words came into view: Shanzang Ancient Temple!

Qiulan outside the door saw that Ye Yu had not responded for so long, so she pushed the door in worry. When he saw Ye Yu sitting at the table, his heart gradually let go.

Broken steps came closer, and saw that the cooked fish head soup was already cold, so he shook his head and sighed: "Young master, I'll go and warm it for you again......"

"Oh, no! This fish head soup is only delicious when it is cold! ”

At this moment, Ye Yu was happy, where did he care whether the fish soup was hot or cold, he snatched the porcelain jar and drank it directly. Qiulan wanted to persuade but it was too late, and in a moment's effort, Ye Yu had already drunk the fish soup!

"Young master, this is not good for the stomach!" Qiulan saw that she couldn't stop it, so she was so anxious that she stomped her feet to the side.

Ye Yu disagreed, wiped his mouth and smiled heartily: "This fish head soup is delicious, how can it be bad for the stomach!" Okay, you go out and cook something delicious first, and suddenly, my appetite is great, young master! ”

"Really?"

Qiu Lan suddenly came to her senses when she heard this, Ye Yu didn't go out of tea or food for the past two days, but it made her feel terrible. That's why I tried my best to make a lot of delicious food, but I didn't expect my young master to like to drink fish head soup.

"Is that still a fake?" Ye Yu glanced at Qiulan with a smile, and then urged; "Go ahead! Make more delicious ......"

"Whoa! Okay, I'll go! ”

Qiulan, who couldn't help but be overjoyed, picked up the plate and rushed out of the study. It's just that she didn't know that her young master's taste was open, not because she loved to drink fish head soup.

After the study was quiet, Ye Yu looked at the four lines of poetry on the table, and couldn't help but sigh at the depth of the old man's intentions. A five-character poem, there are three difficulties in the school painter.

However, after Ye Yu thought about it for a while, he took the paper from the side and began to draw. The environment is born from the heart, and the heart is free from distractions, and it is natural to paint handily. By the time Qiulan called him to dinner, Ye Yu had already finished this 'Shanzang Ancient Temple'!

……

On the afternoon of the third day, Ye Yu came to the grass house courtyard again with the paintings he had painted. This time, the old man did not refuse people thousands of miles away, but asked Ye Yu to throw the picture scroll on the stone table in the courtyard.

When Ye Yu slowly opened the scroll, he saw that among the overlapping mountains on the picture, a mountain spring was crystal clear, and two monks, one old and one young, carried a bucket of spring water, along the curved stone steps, walked to the depths of the mountain......

The mountains and water on the picture are full of aura, and the red leaves seem to dye the entire mountain, especially the two monks, one old and one young, although the painting skills are very rough, but they are also considered to have the form of gods.

The old man stood aside and looked at the painting in a daze, his lips trembled slightly together, and his expression was a little stunned in an instant. But then he quickly covered it up, twisted his beard lightly and snorted coldly: "Little doll, do you know what the problem is?" ”

"Sanzang Ancient Temple!"

"Good! Being able to see through this layer means that you have some understanding! The old man bowed slightly, and then waved his hand: "Since it is an ancient temple in Shanzang, there is no temple painted on this picture, so the text is not right, you better go!" ”

Ye Yu responded respectfully: "Old man, the temple is in the painting!" ”

"Oh? How so? The old man pretended not to know, and then asked.

"If there is no temple in the mountain, why do these two monks, one old and one young, carry water at the bottom of the mountain? Although the younger generation did not outline the temple, its artistic conception has already shown that there are monks and temples, and there are people if there is water! ”

"Uh-haha-ha! Good one' there are monks and temples, and there are people with water! This understanding, the old decay is very pleased! After listening to Ye Yu's story, the old man couldn't help laughing heartily.

Ye Yu also smiled slightly on the side: "The old man is a five-character poem, and he deliberately sets up three difficulties!" I almost got the younger generation into it and couldn't extricate myself! ”

As soon as he thought of this poem, Ye Yu was slightly stunned when he thought of it at this moment. Take the first level as an example, if it weren't for Qiulan's fish head soup, he wouldn't have thought that the title would be hidden in the first word of each poem.

And then comes the second level, if you are based on the 'Shanzang Ancient Temple', directly depicting the scenery in verses, drawing the red mountain stratus clouds, and hiding the temple at the top of the winding path, this is the second * array.

In fact, the fundamental theme of the title of 'Ancient Poems of Shanzang' is a Tibetan character. How to hide it is a huge problem, and this is the saddest third level.

There is a hidden temple in the forest, it is hidden! The smoke in the dining room is hidden! But these so-called hiding seem to be too cliché, so the word 'Tibet' is the essence of the old man's question.

However, this did not stump Ye Yu, for him who knows how to paint 'in mind but not in form', his thinking is more flexible and changeable, using monks carrying water as a lead, implying that there are temples in the mountains. The old and the young, reflecting the continuous inheritance of the monks in the temple......

The old man lightly twisted his white beard, looked at Ye Yu with satisfaction, and a smile appeared on his face: "Have eyesight, have understanding!" In the future, achievements will only be based on old decay! ”

"The old man has been rewarded! You were already famous all over the world when you were less than 20 years old, how can the younger generation compare with you? ”

"Oh? Do you know who the old decay is? At this moment, it was the turn of the old man to be stunned, and then he stared at Ye Yu with his eyes and asked.

Ye Yu said solemnly: "The younger generation doesn't dare to hide it, when I saw the fan painted by your old man that day, I happened to see the word 'Qimeng' hidden in the stamp, and I felt a strange feeling." Then the younger generation saw half a painting hanging in the thatched hall, and the younger generation guessed that you were the predecessor of Wang Ximeng, who was famous all over the world fifty years ago! ”

The most famous long scroll paintings in the entire Great Song Dynasty are one by Zhang Zeduan, and the other is by Wang Ximeng.

Although Wang Ximeng was ten years younger than Zhang Zeduan, he became famous much earlier than Zhang Zeduan. Moreover, Wang Ximeng was personally taught painting skills by Emperor Huizong, which was an incomparably lofty honor for an eighteen-year-old young man.

Wang Ximeng, who became famous at a young age, soon disappeared and there is no historical record to study, and it is rumored in later generations that after the painting, Wang Ximeng died of a serious illness. Every time Ye Yu read this, he also regretted the early death of this young genius.

However, when he saw the word 'Qimeng' hidden in the inscription stamp, as well as the unfinished map of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in the cottage, the first thought to Ye Yu was that the old man in front of him was Wang Ximeng back then. And the word 'Qimeng', after it is disassembled, it is Wang Ximeng! Therefore, he had the idea of apprenticeship at that time......

"Oh? It seems that the old man still underestimated you......" After the old man was slightly stunned, he continued with understanding: "Then you should know, what is the name of the picture scroll hanging in this room?" ”

"A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains!"

"Do you know why it's just a fragment?"

"The younger generation is ignorant, I don't know what it means!"

The old man sighed slightly: "Not only is the picture scroll in the old decay room incomplete, even the picture scroll painted by the old decay back then is incomplete!" When Huizong was in power, my Great Song Dynasty lacked the sixteen states of Youyun in the north, so when I was eighteen years old, I drew a map of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, which was just a fragment! ”

"Fragment!?"

When Ye Yu heard this, he was immediately like an electric shock, a picture scroll that was passed down as a masterpiece through the ages in later generations turned out to be a fragment!

"Not bad! The mountains and rivers are incomplete, how to paint the old decay, and how to deceive yourself? ”

"......" Ye Yu was silent, because what the old man Wang Ximeng said was very reasonable.

The old man Wang Ximeng then continued: "And what you see in the grass hall is even more incomplete than what you painted back then!" The reason for this, I guess I don't need to let the old decay talk about it in detail! ”

Ye Yu, who was sitting on the side, sighed: "The mountains and rivers are broken, how can the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains come from......"