Stand out for others, make a name for others. But in the end, all kinds of things between entering the room and entering the curtain naturally had nothing to do with Chu Feng.

Chu Feng could also see that Huizong had already met Master Li, and the period of wind and moon between the two of them was probably a long time. Now this farce is enough to change too many things for Chu Feng, for those two, I'm afraid it's just a little love and fun between lovers, used to spice up their ordinary life.

Before leaving, Gonggong Ma hinted at Chu Feng and told him that he could spend the night in this Fan Tower, and Du Zi was naturally replaced by them, but Chu Feng politely refused with a slight red face.

At the end of the day, he's just seventeen. Although in this era, it is not uncommon for him to have children at his age, but Chu Feng asked himself that he was still a minor, and he had not been exposed to these things, once he touched the door, he couldn't help but feel blushing and heartbeating.

Ma Gonggong saw Chu Feng's shyness, and felt funny in his heart, on the other hand, he felt that this young man was indeed different from ordinary people, and that the evaluation of "can be of great use" might really be fulfilled in the future.

specially instructed someone to send Chu Feng home, although it was already curfew, and the locks between the various lanes were locked, but for a person of their status, this was really a small matter.

After Chu Feng experienced this, he returned home in a slight confusion, and when he heard the news of Fan Qiubai's illness, he couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart, in such a night, there was always a little loneliness.

When I returned to the room to read the letter, the notes on the flower paper were beautiful and shallow, and the number of words was not much, only some recent idle things were written. There was no mention of her own illness.

Looking at the gifts on the table, there are several rolls of fine silk silk used for calligraphy and painting. and two boxes of fine ink strips, which feel warm when touched by fingertips. At first glance, you can see that it is not an ordinary product.

Smelling the fragrance of ink, Chu Feng's heart was a little chaotic, and he always wanted to find someone to say something, so he pushed the door out and knocked on Mr. Cheng Yuan's door.

Xiao Liuzi rubbed his sleepy eyes, ran to the door in a daze, and when he saw that it was Chu Feng, he couldn't help but be a little puzzled and blinked. Sleepy, he was noticeably too lazy to speak.

"Let's see Master painting." Chu Feng smiled slightly, reached out and rubbed his hair, "You go to sleep." ”

Xiao Liuzi glanced at Mr. Cheng Yuan, who was concentrating on painting, squeezed his nose, turned around in a daze and took a few steps to climb back into bed, and after a while, his breathing was even.

Chu Feng closed the door with a smile and walked lightly to Mr. Cheng Yuan's side, after calling "Master". He stood there quietly.

I don't know if Mr. Cheng Yuan has noticed Chu Feng's arrival, the pen and ink at hand have not stopped. He is painting a pavilion and pavilion, with extremely meticulous and careful brushwork, and he is meticulously outlined.

Mr. Cheng Yuan sat in front of him and painted carefully. Chu Feng stood behind him and took a closer look.

He carefully watched how the master laid out, fixed the scene, and grasped the lines, and everything was seen in every detail, very quickly. His state of mind gradually got rid of the complexity and chaos of Fang Cai, and gradually quieted down.

In the middle of the night, no one sounded the pen. When I looked up again, it was already three watches.

"Pavilions are not difficult to draw, actually. In terms of artistic conception and mind, this is much simpler than flowers, birds, landscapes and the like. However, the interesting thing is that there are not many people who can really draw such a simple thing well. ”

Mr. Cheng Yuan did not look back, as if he was talking to himself: "Painting is such a thing, some rely on skill, some rely on vision, and some only rely on meticulousness." It is also painstaking efforts, some people are willing to spend several years depicting it carefully, and some people are unable to be at peace even overnight. The so-called superiority refers to these things. ”

"You've always been a quiet-minded person, why are you so troubled tonight? Did something happen? Mr. Cheng Yuan put away the pen, and Chu Feng hurriedly stepped forward to take the pen and wash the pen for the master.

"Something did happen......" Chu Feng smiled, wanting to say something about what happened tonight, but he didn't know how to speak.

Why Huizong's identity can be guessed by himself is something he has no way to explain to others. Much of what happened tonight is shrouded in the history and knowledge that I have. If they say it, Mr. Cheng Yuan and Mr. Wen Duan may not believe it, but it is impossible to believe it, and they will probably only feel that they are too worried.

So Chu Feng shook his head and laughed at himself: "From being busy in the morning to now, I am probably a little tired, and my brain is a little chaotic. ”

Mr. Cheng Yuan looked at him, nodded slightly and smiled: "I'm tired of looking at it." People are so interesting, once they are tired, they are easy to fall asleep. If the mind is not quiet, it will be difficult to sleep, and the more you toss and turn, the more uneasy your heart becomes. In that case, why don't you take advantage of this time to paint? Feel free to draw some of them, and I'll point you around. ”

Chu Feng was overjoyed when he heard this, this kind of advice was rare, and he naturally immediately accepted it.

I couldn't help but think of the beautiful picture in Huizong's pen, the feeling of rhythm and perfection, the hook people's hearts itched, and they couldn't wait to put it into the pen immediately.

Relying on his memory to start the layout and put down the pen, Mr. Cheng Yuan let out a soft surprise on the side, obviously noticing something, but did not speak directly.

After Chu Feng laid out the whole picture and began to learn Huizong's brushwork, Mr. Cheng Yuan said, "Chu Lang, you ...... Worshipped another master? ”

Chu Feng's heart tightened when he heard this, and then he remembered some rules, he learned Huizong's penmanship like this, I don't know if Mr. Cheng Yuan will be angry.

Hurriedly said: "Master, I'll take a look at Fan Lou's fighting paintings tonight." It's true that this law belongs to someone else, but it's ...... Secretly learned. ”

Speaking of this, Chu Feng glanced at Mr. Cheng Yuan's face, for fear of seeing anger in it.

Who knew that instead of being angry, Mr. Cheng Yuan laughed: "Interesting, interesting." This man's brushwork is so wonderful that he doesn't stop you from watching when he paints? Very good, very good, your talent is really very high, just a little look at it can steal the teacher into this appearance...... If you worship the master in another way, I will have to expel you from the master's door. However, this kind of stealing of teachers is not harmful. Especially the penmanship of this person. It's a good fit for you, you can learn more...... Whose penmanship is this? It must be quite a powerful master. Not. Is the character in Tokyo Li Miao? Wrong. The vision of this layout is much higher than that of Li Miao. Is it Fang Luanying? It's not like it...... Chu Lang, who is that person? ”

"Well, it's a guest of the calligraphy and painting shop, and it looks like the identity should be very noble, but who it is, the shopkeeper doesn't know very well." Chu Feng naturally couldn't tell the master that it was Huizong, so he had to intercept three points of true information.

"Honorable status...... Mr. Cheng Yuan thought carefully when he heard this, but he couldn't think of any characters for the occasion, so he shook his head. said, "Well, leave him alone for now." I'll just say some things you should pay attention to, this person's pattern is very high, but your pen power has not reached this height, so learning directly like this will inevitably have a feeling of low eyesight and low master, and the painting tiger will not be successful. Don't just imitate him, but pay attention to your own style, like here...... And here......"

Mr. Cheng Yuan is worthy of being a Danqing Holy Hand, but he has taken a few looks. has already seen all kinds of gaps and problems under Chu Feng's subordinates, and pointed them out one by one, and also explained in detail the methods that should be solved one by one.

Chu Feng listened, only feeling like hearing a sound. Excited.

When the two masters and apprentices absorbed Huizong's brushwork, they had already reached the time when the rooster crowed at the twilight of the heavenly steps.

Mr. Cheng Yuan yawned and kicked Chu Feng out of the door, and Chu Feng looked at Mr. Wen Duan, who had just gotten up and was doing five poultry plays in the yard. Said hello with a grin.

Mr. Wen Duan was also stunned when he saw Chu Feng, and asked, "I thought you spent the night outside last night." When did you come back? ”

"I came back when I was young. I secretly learned a little penmanship outside, and studied with Mr. Cheng Yuan for a while. It was dawn. Chu Feng stayed up all night, and he felt energetic and not sleepy.

As the saying goes, people are in good spirits when they are happy. His joy was not in his sudden fame, but in the fact that he had inadvertently learned a lot of knowledge that he had never learned before, which made him quite excited.

Looking at the smile on Chu Feng's face, Mr. Wen Duan was also infected, and said with a smile: "'Those who know are not as good as those who are good, and those who are good are not as good as those who are happy', it seems that Chu Lang has the realm of Mr. Wuliu's 'forgetting to eat whenever he has a will'." ”

Chu Feng scratched his head with a smile, and remembered something again: "Yes, sir, didn't you say before that you wanted to help me make a name for myself in Tokyo City." I don't think it's needed now. ”

"What do you mean by that?" Mr. Wen Duan looked puzzled.

"I've met some ......," Chu Feng smiled, "Magical things." ”

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Xiao Ting washed his face, and the slightly cool spring water hit his face, making his already meager sleepiness disappear.

Just like Chu Feng, Xiao Ting's mind has always been chaotic, after experiencing what happened to Fan Lou last night, I am afraid that nine times out of ten people are like this. The cause and effect, content and process are as if they are shrouded in a dazzling marquee, and there is an illusion that people can't see it really.

Although Xiao Ting is the son of an official eunuch, after all, he does not have the same name as the guards around the emperor, so he cannot pass through the streets unhindered after the curfew is locked.

In the past, when he spent the night in Fan Lou, he would feel very happy. After all******** with the arms and the wine and ink articles in hand, it is a place where the spring night is bitter and short, and there can be no sorrow mixed in between.

But last night, Xiao Ting didn't have any intention of finding a woman at all. He just had a room and lay alone all night, and he didn't fall asleep, but after the rooster crowed three times, he hurriedly hired a car and returned home.

After washing his face in his yard, Xiao Ting had two dark circles under his eyes, and he hurriedly stepped into his father's bedroom without calling anyone to pass through.

Mother was waiting for her father to dress, and when she saw Xiao Ting wearing yesterday's clothes, and her body was full of rouge and wine, she couldn't help frowning and scolded: "What is this for, don't go and change your clothes!" ”

"Father, there's a big deal." Xiao Ting was anxious.

Xiao Ting's father's name is Xiao Suzhi, who is in his early forties, probably because of his perennial relationship with Taixue Xuezheng, he naturally has a majestic and solemn atmosphere, which is very compatible with his name.

"Since he was a child, he was taught to have a bearing attitude, not to be excited because of a little thing, and not to be nervous because of a little thing. It seems that our education has not been very effective. ”

Xiao Suzhi glanced at Xiao Ting and sighed to his wife.

Xiao Ting's mother, Zou Shi, said: "How old is he?" Things like open-mindedness and temperament cannot be practiced in a day. ”

"Huh! When I was so old with him, I was already an official in the court! Look at him again, every day is just idle! Xiao Suzhi said lightly and said to Xiao Ting, "You are soaking in the women's pile every day, what big things can you do?" Oh, yes, it was Fan Lou Saidanqing last night, right? You won the rankings, so you couldn't help but get excited? But it's a big thing to do, why are you like this! It's really a little family! ”

Where did Xiao Ting dare to talk back to his father, but at this time, he was so anxious that he couldn't do it. Seeing that his father had finished counting himself, Xiao Ting hurriedly seized this gap and said, "No, father, the key problem is that He Junhao only won the second last night." ”

"What?" This time, even Xiao Suzhi was stunned for a moment.

"He Junhao is second, and the one who won the first place is that Chu Feng!"

"Chu Feng?" Xiao Suzhi's eyes widened, and he stopped the hand of the lady who was tying his belt, "That senior disciple of Old Mr. Lu? ”

Xiao Ting nodded heavily: "It's him!" ”

Xiao Suzhi's brows furrowed tightly, and he couldn't help but pace back and forth in the room: "How old is Chu Feng?" I remember you said before, seventeen years old? ”

"That's right!"

"He Junhao's kid is twenty-four today, a recognized genius in the city of Tokyo, and now he is under a seventeen-year-old boy?" Xiao Suzhi himself could hear the slight tremor in his voice, "How is this possible!" Have you seen the painting that Chu Feng made? ”

"Look!" Xiao Ting recalled the brushwork and skills of that painting, and his face turned slightly pale, "Indeed...... Very good. That's great! ”

Xiao Suzhi knows his son's temperament, and he can use the word "too good" to describe the picture, which is indeed too good.

There was a moment of silence in the room, and an inexplicable emotion drifted in the wind.

"Okay, what's the matter with you two guys?"

Zou looked at her husband, then at her son, and asked, "It's just one more person, is it possible that because of Chu Feng alone, our son can't be admitted to the art academy?" ”

"Not really." Xiao Ting smiled bitterly and touched his nose.

"That's it! I don't know what the two of you were shocked in the morning, I really don't understand. Zou sighed and shook his head inexplicably.

"Really...... Woman's view! Xiao Suzhi couldn't help but flick his sleeves, snatched the blue satin silk belt from Zou's hand, tied it himself, and ordered, "Wanyan, you will go in person for a while and help me deliver the post to Mr. Lu's house." I'll go over when I'm done with the affairs of the yamen! ”

Similar conversations have been taking place quietly in the courtyards of each house since early this morning......

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I was taken aback, the Internet was cut off at home in the morning, and this chapter almost couldn't be transmitted. Fortunately, it was finally recovered, oh roar roar ~ (to be continued.) )