There was no rain the next day after Qingming, Chu Feng took the name thorn in his hand and locked it and went out.

After a detailed conversation with Liu Zhengqing yesterday, Chu Feng finally knew what happened at the ink meeting.

He didn't have any superfluous thoughts in his heart, he didn't feel joy or anger, he hadn't experienced such a thing as fame, he didn't know much about it. But I always feel that this is something that does not need to be hidden or asked, and it doesn't matter whether it is good or not.

In the face of Liu Zhengqing's question, "Your Danqing realm is so wonderful, why haven't you ever said it", Chu Feng explained a little, to the effect that he felt that his painting level was just mediocre, not worthy of boasting, and he did not deliberately hide it or anything like that.

This is not Chu Feng's modesty, even after a thousand years when calligraphy and painting have become the end, his paintings can only be admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts. Moreover, this is all what the teacher said, he has not experienced the real exam, and Chu Feng is not clear about what the situation is.

After a thousand years, it is just a stepping stone to study and study, and in the Northern Song Dynasty, where this kind of poetry and books are elegant, it is naturally even more mediocre.

This is what Chu Feng thinks.

And Liu Zhengqing recalled the sentence "did not deliberately hide it", thinking that it seemed to be really like this, he couldn't help but feel a little resentful, and there was always a feeling of being tricked. But if he really questioned it, he clearly became a scoundrel who argued unreasonably, so he had to give up.

Liu Zhengqing explained the meaning of the female student of the Fan family who wanted to borrow Chu Feng's paintings, and said that his female student was a well-known painting idiot, if she couldn't borrow it, maybe she would fall ill because of resentment, and the implication was that Chu Feng was not allowed to disagree.

This kind of thing, Chu Feng naturally has no reason to refuse, and he responded immediately. It's just that I can't help but be a little curious about this woman who loves to paint, and I secretly admire it, thinking that my little bit of Taoism and love is really small compared to the people of this era, and I still need to work hard!

After hearing all the things of the Ink Society, Chu Feng was most pleased that someone wanted to take him as an apprentice.

Unlike later generations, there are not so many museums, and there is no Baidu, so it is extremely difficult to learn the calligraphy and painting of some famous artists. These days, Chu Feng can only continue to study according to his own memories and perception of the surrounding environment, but with little success, which is why he has only made two paintings for so long.

Mr. Wenduan, he really doesn't have much insight into Danqing, and he can't ask for advice. Listening to Liu Zhengqing, this Mr. Cheng Yuan is a well-known painter in Hangzhou, living in seclusion in the grass house outside the city, how many dignitaries begged him to paint without pretense, quite a bit of the madness of the scholars in the Wei and Jin dynasties.

I heard that Mr. Cheng Yuan has only accepted one apprentice in his generation, and that apprentice is now working as a painter in the Royal Xuanhe Painting Academy.

Hearing the words "Xuanhe Painting Academy", Chu Feng's eyelids jumped suddenly. It's not that he is interested in entering the court as an official and making friends with powerful people, it's just that this is the place that the teacher once mentioned a thousand years later, so Chu Feng was not only curious, but also a little yearning.

Moreover, in this era, the biggest artist in the world is Emperor Huizong himself! His private museum includes things that can only be compared with the Palace Museum in later generations! If you can really be a painter in the Xuanhe Painting Academy, will you be able to see those precious paintings and calligraphy that have been lost in later generations?

As soon as he thought of this, Chu Feng felt a little eager to try it in his heart.

It's just that I don't know how to get into the Xuanhe Painting Academy, it must not be a place that ordinary people can visit.

asked Liu Zhengqing, Liu Zhengqing was not particularly clear. After all, he is on the right path of the imperial examination, to be honest, although he appreciates the path of calligraphy and painting, if he is simply a painter and painter, Liu Zhengqing always feels a little ...... Not good enough.

Chu Feng smiled slightly, this feeling was similar to the occasional white eyes of his classmates after he chose the path of an art student in later life. Everyone thinks that taking the college entrance examination seriously is the right way, and other art students, sports students, etc., why can you add points or lower the score line, in their opinion, it is probably very unfair.

However, where is the time and energy spent on painting since I was a child?

It's just that this kind of thing can't be explained, and it doesn't make sense. Now facing Liu Zhengqing's questions is the same, if you can't say it, it's just that.

Chu Feng was going to visit Mr. Cheng Yuan, but as for whether to apprentice, Chu Feng was still a little undecided.

Apprenticing is not a simple thing, this is different from the teacher in school, after learning with this one, you can also continue to learn with other teachers. In today's era, it is really a teacher for one day and a father for life. A teacher for one day, a teacher for life. If you learn half of it, and you find other famous teachers, and you run to ask for advice, it will definitely make people feel that you are "deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors", and then everyone will be offended, and you will be looked down upon by the world.

Therefore, Chu Feng is very grateful for Mr. Cheng Yuan's appreciation. But whether he really wants to worship him as a master, Chu Feng can't make an easy decision.

To put it simply, it depends on the grade of Mr. Cheng Yuan's paintings. If it's just a star and a half higher than yourself, then this kind of master, it's better to study slowly by yourself if you don't worship it. But...... Chu Feng also thought in his heart, the characters who dare not lie to the local officials should still have a few brushes!

I hired a car to go out of the city and went to Tianluo Village, where Mr. Cheng Yuan was located, and the journey took about half an hour.

After saying "please wait" to the coachman, Chu Feng got out of the car with a name thorn, looked around, and felt that this was an ordinary small village. There are twenty or thirty houses, and the villagers weave and cultivate each other, and there is no special scene, and it is not possible to see which house is special, and it is a secluded place for the masters.

"This old man ......"

Chu Feng stepped forward, bowed down and was about to ask a question, when the old man who was resting on the big stone opposite said directly: "Looking for Mr. Cheng, right?" Go straight from here, turn right in the penultimate room, and then look forward to see the courtyard with a sycamore, which is where Mr. Cheng lives. ”

It seems that there are a lot of people who come to visit Mr. Cheng Yuan every day, and the villagers can see the meaning at a glance.

Chu Feng smiled and said, "Thank you."

"But today, the little explosive doorman is at home, and you're afraid that if you don't see the main one, you will be kicked out by that kid." The old man added another sentence.

Chu Feng felt curious and asked carefully.

"It's nothing." The old man smiled, "Everyone in the world thinks that Mr. Cheng is arrogant, but in fact, the one with the biggest temper in the courtyard is the doorman Xiao Liuzi, who is not very old, and his temper is harder than the stones in the dung pit." The villagers in our village call him a little explosion, hehe, just a little bit. On the fifteenth day of the new year, Mr. Cheng had to go to the Hanshan Temple in Gusu to worship incense, and he came and went for four or five days. Therefore, if you want to meet Mr. Cheng, you should visit before and after the fifteenth day of the new year, and there will be more opportunities to meet, otherwise it will be easy to be beaten out by that small explosion. This little Langjun, the old man looked at you thin, and advised you not to have a dispute with that little explosion. Don't look at others as small, but the strength is terrifying. ”

When Chu Feng heard this, he couldn't help but think of the young man who went to knock on the door and hand over the famous thorn yesterday, and thought that what this old man was referring to should be him. So I couldn't help but say thank you, and walked towards Mr. Cheng Yuan's residence.

Just took a step, but the old man raised his hand and grabbed his sleeve.

"What's the matter, uncle?" Chu Feng tilted his head slightly.

"Hey, hey." The old man rubbed his hands and said with a smile, "Lang Jun, it's not easy for us countrymen to make some living money, you see that the old man showed you the way and pointed out the dangerous face, shouldn't you give some money for eating?" ”

This person was obviously a fraudulent, and Chu Feng couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Xiao Langjun, are you here alone? It's just a few dozen dollars to send an old man like me, in this unfamiliar place, why should you be stingy! The old man rubbed his hands together and stood up, and the smile on his face became sharper.

Chu Feng sensed that something was wrong, and looked around, it turned out that there were three middle-aged men next to him who were also gradually surrounding him at this time, obviously moving some blackmail and not succeeding in the idea of directly robbing.

"It seems that this kind of thing, my uncle and these brothers have done it a lot of times." Chu Feng smiled faintly, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, "The people who come here to visit Mr. Cheng are all admired. Aren't you afraid of such roadblocks and robberies that will offend dignitaries and nobles? ”

The old man also sneered when he heard this, and his face showed a little hideous: "The dignitaries and nobles Lao Tzu have indeed seen a lot, but they only came to visit in a hired carriage, how can it not be a high-ranking official and nobleman's shelf, Lang Jun, what do you say?" ”

The old man laughed, and the rest of the men in the prime of life also laughed. They each held a hoe, shovel and other farm tools, and the threat was very strong.

As for why the old man knew that Chu Feng's carriage was hired...... Chu Feng looked back and couldn't help but be angry.

It turned out that the coachman who was driving the car saw that the posture was wrong, so he had already sneaked away, and he didn't even want the car money, leaving Chu Feng alone in this deserted Tianluo Village. If you don't give money to these blockers, you really don't know what will happen.

"How much does my husband want?" Chu Feng didn't show timidity.

The old man smiled: "There are four of us in total, how can each of us give a reward of 200 Wen!" Benefit, consistent money. ”

Chu Feng couldn't help laughing, pointed to his nose and asked, "Is the old man too proud?" Do you think I've got that much money with me? How much money do I have? ”

"Whether there is so much money, our brothers will know when they touch it!" The old man sneered.

"Don't worry, I don't have that much money on me. However, I can lend it to you. Chu Feng smiled slightly.