"**** Tsubaki Fruit Ripe Poultry Picture", also known as "Fruit Ripe Poultry Picture", although the name is a little atmospheric, but in fact, the picture is only framed by a horizontal oblique branch, three or four fruits, and a bird on the branch.

The delicate parts of the whole composition, the withering, damaged, rusty spots, and the traces of insect bites on the fruits are depicted one by one, the birds on the branches are outlined with fine and soft brushstrokes, and the fluffy feathers are smudged with the mellow ink color, and the delicate places see the true taste.

The courtyard is painted to the generation of Huizong, and the most prosperous is the landscape. After the wheel of history turned to the Southern Song Dynasty, probably because of the wealth and comfort of Lin'an and Hangzhou, and in the short-lived prosperity, the genre of the painting academy also began to go from the big pattern of "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" and "Qingming Riverside Picture" to the small pattern of "**** Chunguo Ripe Poultry Picture" and "Okra Fan Picture".

If the changes of this kind of art are involved with the pattern of the entire history, it will inevitably pave up some heroic blood and tears, and the depression and tragedy of the sinking of Kyushu. However, if we judge only from the perspective of art, we can only say that each has its own advantages, each has its own aesthetics, and cannot be compared with each other.

The picture scroll of the majestic mountains and rivers has its own magnificent beauty, and the sketch of a horizontal oblique branch also has its charm of sparse shadows and horizontal oblique water.

Famous paintings are like beauties, eclectic, each leading the way, if they all have plastic surgery into the same appearance, it will inevitably be monotonous and boring, and the beauty of the beauty will be too thin and boring.

Chu Feng painted based on "**** Chunguo Ripe Birds", but he couldn't directly and completely take it. First, he couldn't do this at all, and he had carefully copied it once before. But it's only one time, and it's impossible to really write down the details completely. And to be honest, there was no need for that. The reason why it is not necessary. This brings us to the second reason. Although "**** Chunguo Ripe Poultry Picture" is very good, but compared with the courtyard paintings of Huizong's generation, it is a little less extravagant, a little more cold, in short, too bleak, a painting for the official family, there is no need to be so sad.

Although it is also to set off the artistic conception of the poem in my heart, there is no need to deliberately reflect those withering and mottled. Just take some of the washed smell of impressionist oil paintings from the color palette and sketch it out, and it is enough.

Chu Feng thought so and did so.

He spent a cup of tea outlining and laying out, and then slowly blended colors and put pen to paper. During this period, Master Li danced two dances, interacted happily with Huizong, and said some things about Fengyue, but a pair of eyes looked at Chu Feng from time to time. Curious about the young man in front of him.

"It's good to be beautiful, even the teacher and the girl like to look at it twice?" Huizong teased, smiling rather than laughing.

These words fell on Chu Feng's ears, but they couldn't help but surprise him.

Something about Master Li. The most widely rumored in later generations, in addition to Huizong's love for her, there was also a rivalry between Huizong and Zhou Bangyan.

Zhou Bangyan is naturally a very famous figure after a thousand years. It is estimated that many people have learned the song "Burning Agarwood, Killing the Heat" in middle school. Birds and birds are singing. Invade the eaves language. The early sun on the leaves is dry and rainy, and the water surface is clear and round. One by one. "Su Musha", naturally I also remember the name of this genius.

According to legend, in addition to Huizong himself being the guest of Master Li, Zhou Bangyan is also a good friend of this teacher's girl. Once, when Master Li was entertaining Zhou Bangyan, Huizong suddenly came. Zhou Bangyan is also a courtier, how dare he compete with the emperor for a woman, but he couldn't run out for a while, so he had to hide under the bed.

Huizong brought fresh oranges from Jiangnan, and Master Li peeled the fresh oranges with his own hands. At the time of the third watch, Huizong was going back to the palace, and Master Li told him, "It's already the third watch, the horse is slippery and frosty, you have to be careful", all of which went into Zhou Bangyan's ears.

Zhou Bangyan is a lyricist, and he is also a lyricist who is quite famous in the Huizong Dynasty. Literati have a characteristic of being more or less like to write about everything. There have always been many people who have been convicted of their words since ancient times, and this week Kuniyan has followed in the footsteps of others.

I don't know which nerve he made a mistake with, and he actually used this incident to fill in a poem. The words are as follows:

And the knife is like water, Wu salt wins the snow, and the fingers break the new orange. At the beginning of the brocade temperature, the beast fragrance continues, and the relative sits on the zither. Whisper and ask: To whom do you stay? There have been three shifts in the city. The horse is slippery and the frost is thick, so it is better to go to rest, and there are few people.

"The fingers break the new orange", "The horse is slippery and the frost is thick, it is better to take a break, it is a few people", these are all things that Zhou Bangyan heard when he hid under the bed, and this guy actually wrote it all out at all.

This poem, if no one knows, it will be fine. But this week, Bangyan is a big lyricist after all, and this word quickly spread. When it reached Huizong's ears, Long Yan was naturally furious, and directly found a culpable to demote Zhou Bangyan out of Tokyo City.

There is also a saying that this poem was originally only passed on to Master Li and Zhou Bangyan, but once Master Li accidentally forgot it and sang it to Huizong, which led to Zhou Bangyan's disaster. But if this kind of thing can be "careless"...... I have to make people think more about whether there are any other hidden secrets in it. Probably how Zhou Bangyan offended her, so Master Li "accidentally" handed the handle out, and so on. Of course, this is all random speculation and should not be taken seriously.

But in any case, there is one thing that can be seen from this matter, that is, Huizong's jealousy.

No matter what the details of this incident are, as long as it really happened, it shows that Huizong will never tolerate other people's women who get involved in him, even if this woman is doing Fengyue's business.

But now, because Master Li looked at him a few more times, Huizong said such a thing with a smile...... Chu Feng didn't want to be expelled from the Jingshi for some reason like Zhou Bangyan, so he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, smiled shyly, and said, "Why do you want to make fun of me. Although it is the first time I have seen the teacher, the teacher's girl is famous all over the world, and I must have seen many talented and beautiful women. I was thinking nonsense. I always feel that if someone can really make the teacher and the girl move, it must be the kind of great talent that has not been born for thousands of years. As for the quality of the skin of the man's face. Where is the teacher girl such a shallow person? Let's talk ...... again."

Speaking of this, Chu Feng smiled slightly again. Scratching his head, he continued: "I already have a girl I like, don't tease me, noble." ”

On the one hand, he slapped Huizong on the back, but on the other hand, he took a step back, which was indeed said to Huizong's heart.

Just hearing the latter sentence, Huizong couldn't help but be interested, and asked with a smile: "Is there such a thing?" Whose girl is it? was able to provoke Chu Lang so emotionally? ”

"Hey, hey." Chu Feng smiled shyly, "It's the lady of the Fan family...... It's just that I thought about it myself, and I didn't settle on anything. ”

"Is the daughter of a fan painting and calligraphy connoisseur?" Huizong played with the taste, "The daughter of a businessman, in fact, her identity is a little light, but fortunately, she is in the calligraphy and painting business, and she can probably be more elegant...... When a man gets married, you are a big man, what is there to be ashamed of? Sure enough, it's a child who hasn't grown up. You are now working at the Academy of Fine Arts. As long as he is not kicked out after a few months, he will be an official on the right path of the imperial examination. In fact, there is no problem in marrying a girl from an official family, and the girl from the Fan family can actually be accepted as a concubine. It can be regarded as an honor for their Fan family. ”

Chu Feng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, he didn't think too much about this kind of thing, and at this time, he opened his mouth just to be a shield. I didn't expect to change Huizong's words, and I didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

Fortunately, Master Li is also a long-sleeved dancer. At this time, he chuckled and relieved Chu Feng of the siege: "Why should Eleven Lang tease him." Half-grown children are not afraid of frightening others. This Chu Lang is still 'Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the River Continent' of the entry, Eleven Lang sprinkled a lot of reality, it can be seen that people are 'wild vines, zero dew. There is a beautiful person, clear and graceful. Encounters and encounters are suitable for my wishes. ’”

The latter sentence is also the words in the Book of Poetry, Master Li said this, and tasted it with a tactful voice, and the melodiousness of a hundred turns and thousands of times made Huizong couldn't help but tap his fingers on the table, and slightly closed his eyes to savor it.

Chu Feng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, glanced at Master Li with a grateful gaze, and lowered his head to paint again.

This layer can be regarded as being revealed, at least, Huizong should not mention this stubble again in a short period of time.

Qu Le's voice, even Chu Feng, who doesn't know much about these things, has to admit that Master Li is excellent in both singing and dancing. It is probably the kind of thing that is appreciated by both the elegant and the vulgar, and it is pleasing to the eye, whether it is a veteran like Huizong or a layman like Chu Feng, you can appreciate the beauty you know. This is probably the highest level of aesthetics.

It was in this kind of music that Chu Feng completed the transformed "**** Chunguo Ripe Poultry Picture", and mentioned a poem in the upper right corner of the picture scroll:

The taste of the world is as thin as a veil for many years, who makes the horseback rider Jinghua.

Xiaolou listened to the autumn rain overnight, and sold osmanthus in the Ming Dynasty in the deep alley.

The dwarf paper is oblique and idle, and the fine milk plays tea in the sunny window.

Plain clothes don't sigh in the dust, and the snow can reach home.

This is Lu You Lu Fangweng's "Lin'an Spring Rain and Early Ji", in which the three words "spring", "apricot blossom" and "Qingming" were changed by Chu Feng to respond to today's solar terms and the taste contained in the picture scroll.

Since the poem is written with the three words "idle grass", Chu Feng is not good to still use the previous Cai Xiang's line to write, and the calligraphy of Su Shi's "Beijing Wine Post" is inevitably thicker, which does not match the taste of the poem, so he thought about it for a while and wrote it with the pen meaning of Wang Xizhi's "Deshi Post".

Wang Xizhi's "Deshi Post", which has been circulated in later generations, is a rubbings of the double-hook method of coloring, although these rubbings will inevitably lack some physical and spiritual things, but Chu Feng occasionally comes to practice, and still feels quite meaningful. It's just that he doesn't practice much, and it may not be bad to use it for a layman, but if he slaps a swollen face and becomes fat in front of Huizong, it must be useless.

Fortunately, he didn't have that kind of plan himself, so he just changed a pen and dipped it in ink.

Huizong watched leisurely from the side, and when he saw Chu Feng changing his pen at this time, he naturally knew what he wanted, and he stood up curiously and walked to Chu Feng's side to see what kind of interesting poems he had made.

"The taste of the world is as thin as a veil for many years, who makes the horseback rider Jinghua...... This, heh, how did Chu Lang come up with this emotion? The world is hot and cold, is it because of He Junhao's matter? Huizong looked at it, but he didn't notice any deep and irreversible pain, but only regarded it as the feeling of the young man after suddenly encountering a setback, and smiled and quipped.

It's just that after Chu Feng wrote "Xiaolou listened to the autumn rain overnight, and sold osmanthus in the deep alley in the Ming Dynasty", Huizong couldn't help but be stunned, no longer saying a word, but held his breath and concentrated, as if he experienced the beauty and grace in the whole poem, but with a faint sadness.

"The dwarf paper is slanted and idle, and the fine milk in the sunny window is divided into tea...... Huizong read this softly, and couldn't help but look up at the tea cup on the table, thinking about the graceful posture of Master Li dividing the tea before, as well as the casualness and laziness of the grass on the scroll, he only felt that the artistic conception was consistent, and he couldn't help nodding secretly.

"Plain clothes don't sigh in the dust, as if the snow can be home."

In the end, when it comes to this sentence, the feeling of homesickness becomes stronger and stronger from the initial lightness, until the final point, like layers of fishing songs singing late, and like a hundred turns and thousands of times in a pipa tune. This kind of swirling taste of shallow singing seems to be engraved in people's bones, which is obviously clear and light, but there is no way to dispel it......

Chu Feng put away his pen, stepped aside, and stood quietly.

Hui Zongzai carefully looked at the whole picture, and a pair of eyes hovered over the poem for a long time, and finally let out a sigh.

"It's a good sentence 'Xiaolou listens to the autumn rain overnight, and sells osmanthus in the Ming Dynasty in the deep alleys', which is diluted and beautiful, and has the style of Wei Suzhou. And this painting ......" Huizong smiled and looked at Chu Feng, "I have to admit that from my cognition, if you were able to show such skills, layout, and artistic conception in the painting examination at that time, you would definitely be the second place in the landscape department." I'm afraid the top of the list is still not good...... There may be some possibilities in other years, but this year's one is called Chu Cai, right? It's a coincidence, is it the same family as you? Did you see that painting of his? The layout of that kind of pattern is easy to come by, and there is no trace of carving at all, and the characters who can draw such paintings are the ones who really enter the house on Danqing. Of course, Chu Lang, you don't need to be in a hurry, this kind of thing is always in a hurry. It takes time to practice slowly, compared to that Chu Cai, who also practiced very hard, and it was difficult to achieve without more than ten years of skill...... What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that? ”

Noticing the complicated expression on Chu Feng's face, Huizong asked with a smile.

"Noble ......" Chu Feng felt a little embarrassed and spread his hands, "The Chu Cai in your mouth is just eleven years old. (To be continued.) )