"Every time you use the side peaks here, the dynamics are a little weird, either heavy or light. If it's heavy, it looks dull, and if it's light, it doesn't fit the rhyme. Just draw this one area, fifty times, and then I'll look at it again. ”

Mr. Cheng Yuan is very strict in teaching no matter what time he arrives.

Chu Feng looked at the night hanging in Zhongtian, and then looked at the ink strip next to his right hand that had almost been used up in just three or four days, and a bitter smile appeared on his face: "I said, Master, how can I say that I am also a disabled person now, can you be tolerant and tolerant to me, at least let me sleep more......

Mr. Cheng Yuan glanced at him and sneered: "You can keep this to the gentlemen who judged the papers, and you will see if they agree." ”

Chu Feng was helpless, sad and sad, but he didn't dare to twist it with Mr. Cheng Yuan, so he sighed and obediently punished him fifty times.

After drawing twenty-three times, his hands and eyes were sore, Chu Feng put down his pen and looked back at his master. Seeing that the latter was taking a few paintings to take a closer look, Chu Feng got up and approached, only to find that it was his previous few studies, and Mr. Cheng Yuan was changing them under the oil lamp, and he was very attentive.

Chu Feng was moved in his heart, and felt that the wound on his chest was a little itchy, rubbed it with his fist, and said with a smile: "Master, you said, if I am familiar with the painters of the art academy, will they help me go through the exam in Qiuyi?" Hey. ”

Mr. Cheng Yuan glanced at Chu Feng and continued to look at the painting in his hand: "I don't understand this thing, if you have to go this crooked way, I can't do anything." Or you just ask Fu Lehe, he must know very well. ”

Fu Lehe is Chu Feng's senior brother, and the two of them are both from Mr. Cheng Yuan's disciples. But now it is obvious that Mr. Cheng Yuan does not like to recognize Fu Le and be an apprentice.

Chu Feng actually wanted to contact Fu Le and Senior Brother in private. However, he didn't know much about the people in the painting academy, but he had seen Zhang Fengzhi in Fanlou before. I once wanted to be introduced through it, but when I asked a few days ago, I learned that Zhang Zhizhao had gone to Luoyang to do something, and it would take ten days and half a month to come back.

You can't run to the gate of the academy and call your brother out. The main reason is that Chu Feng didn't want to make things too big, and he was afraid that it would reach Mr. Cheng Yuan's ears again, causing the master to be angry.

Master's temper, Chu Feng can be regarded as much better now.

"Just kidding, Master. It's late at night, and if you don't laugh, you don't have the spirit to learn to paint. Chu Feng smiled.

Mr. Cheng Yuan didn't bother to pay attention to him.

I know that once my master is strong. Eight horses couldn't pull it back, and Chu Feng naturally didn't have the idea of sitting down with his master to talk about it, so he only gaged and went back to his desk to paint.

According to the master's regulations, the punishment of fifty times was finally completed, Chu Feng put down the pen and rubbed his wrist, and found that Mr. Cheng Yuan was standing aside, carefully looking at his penmanship.

"Well, it's much better." Mr. Cheng Yuan nodded. He casually asked, "Is the wound on your chest better?" ”

Chu Feng smiled and said, "It's much better, but it's still a little itchy." ”

"Let's go back and rest." Master commanded.

"Okay, Master will rest early." Chu Feng stood up and saluted. Prepare to leave.

"I don't understand the things that deal with people." Chu Feng walked to the door, and Mr. Cheng Yuan's voice sounded again behind him. "Why do you have to go to the art academy, you told me the reason. I disagree, but I can't argue. I don't dare say anything else. But your talent in painting is definitely higher than that of Fu Lehe. Now that he can pass the exam, you should cross that threshold more easily. ”

"But in fact, you are right, the autumn festival of the art academy is different from the ordinary imperial examination, and there are many things that need to be considered. I really don't understand the things that people interact with, I can't figure it out, and I don't want to understand it at the same time. However, now that you have a clear idea of the path you want to take, you should give it your all. I can't help you with this stuff, you should go and ask Lu Wenduan for advice. ”

Mr. Cheng Yuan rarely said so many things in one breath.

Even then, the gentleman did not look up, as if he was talking to himself.

Chu Feng listened, looking at his silhouette, all kinds of complicated emotions flooded in his heart, moved, helpless and happy, this kind of accumulation in one place, in the end, can only turn into a deep sigh, and a promise.

Mr. Cheng Yuan is the person who hates the art academy the most, but now for the sake of Chu Feng, he not only agreed to him to participate in Qiu Yu of the art academy, but even agreed to him to do some personnel moves for Qiu Fu's high school...... All of these are completely inconsistent with Mr. Cheng Yuan's values. But he agreed.

This is not Chu Feng's hypocrisy, but he really understands what kind of trust it is to agree to let people close to him do things that are inconsistent with his values.

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Chu Feng recuperated at home for half a month and did not go out, so he used this time to prepare for the autumn of the academy.

Needless to say, Mr. Cheng Yuan's education is strict, Chu Feng almost regained the feeling of preparing for the art exam back then, **** night after night in front of the sketch, nervous and fulfilling.

The news of Chu Feng's injury would naturally spread gradually, but after two or three days, many people who knew him heard the news. Xiao Ting sent some muscle-building medicine and some supplements, and Ma Gonggong also came to the door to send some good things with a smile, and specially found an imperial doctor to diagnose and treat Chu Feng, this kind of treatment is something Chu Feng has never experienced in his previous life and this life, and he can't help but feel a little unaffordable.

For some reason, even Wang Hao himself came to the door in person, but when Wang Hao saw the plaque of the Lu Mansion and Mr. Wen Duan, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"I just look at the old gentleman like an old man...... Dare to ask, are you the old Mr. Lu Wenduan who was an official in the DPRK and China back then? Wang Hao looked at Mr. Wen Duan, always felt familiar, but he didn't dare to ask him directly, for fear that the identity of Huizong would be exposed under the exchange of words, so he took advantage of the kung fu of no one to secretly ask Chu Feng.

When Huizong walked into Fan's calligraphy and painting shop on a rainy day, it was Wang Hao who followed him.

Since Chu Feng learned about Huizong's identity, he couldn't help but wonder what kind of person Wang Huang was who was following Huizong at that time. Now that I heard that the other party's surname was Wang, and I heard others call him "Lord", I guessed a few points.

There is no need to hide Mr. Wenduan's identity, and when he heard Wang Hao ask, Chu Feng nodded and replied: "Mr.'s surname is Lu, and the character is indeed the word Wenduan, and he was an official in the court in his early years. Do you know our husband? ”

When Wang Hao heard this, he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, thinking that his previous evaluation of Chu Feng, a young man, was really low, and he immediately smiled and said, "Mr. Wenduan's name, where have we never heard of it." It's just that I know Mr. Lu, but Mr. Lu doesn't know me. ”

Chu Feng responded with a smile and didn't say much.

Wang Hao's kindness and concern for Chu Feng was finished, and he didn't stay too long before leaving in a hurry. For a character like them, Chu Feng is just a potential stock with an uncertain future, as long as he shows his favor, he doesn't need to pour too much time.

In addition to these people, colleagues from the calligraphy and painting shop also came to visit a few times, Li Liangji also came to take a turn before returning to Hangzhou, but he didn't say anything about the scene, but because he heard that Chu Feng was rescued by a woman, he laughed at him, and then left a sentence that he would not rob a woman with Chu Feng, and left in style. Of course, the people who came the most were still from the Fan family.

Fan Qiubai came twice, and the two of them could only say some shallow words in front of the servants of the Fan family, and some feelings flowed out and received from their eyes, causing the air to be filled with a smell of tulip flowers.

"The river is clear and shallow, a little different."

Before leaving for the second time, Fan Qiubai looked at Chu Feng with a pair of water-like eyes and gently recited such a poem.

Yingying is in the water, and the pulse is silent.

Chu Feng secretly took the next sentence, and he couldn't tell whether it was melancholy or joy in his heart, and a faint feeling spread......

As for the identity of the murderer, it was actually spread on the third day after the incident.

After all, He Junhao is also a well-known figure in Tokyo City, and He Junhao's father is a Jingshi garrison, so doing this kind of thing, although it can't be said to be a "prison guard stealing", but he also knowingly committed it.

What's more, this thing is different from buying a murder, so there is some room for maneuver. But He Junhao killed people on the street, not only were there too many witnesses on the road, but even he himself confessed to the incident and was bent on death......

At that time, He Junhao begged for death and hit the south wall, but unfortunately, in the end, he was only a scholar, and he did not have the ability to kill himself at once for one of the hardest bones in the human body.

He Junhao was in a coma for seven days, confessed his guilt in a private "interrogation" by the yamen, and then kept silent. It is said that he did not say a word again.

This incident naturally shocked too many people, including Xiao Ting, after inquiring about the fact of He Junhao's confession through means from all sides, Xiao Ting came to Chu Feng's house again for the first time, and solemnly put aside his relationship with He Junhao.

"I can't actually say that I hate him, He Junhao ...... It's probably the mood of 'both Yu and He Shengliang', which is understandable, but his behavior is indeed a little extreme. Chu Feng looked at Xiao Ting with an anxious look on his face, and smiled lightly to comfort him.

Zhou Yu and Zhuge Liang's official match was something that didn't start until the Ming Dynasty, Xiao Ting couldn't figure out who this allusion was talking about for a while, but he also roughly understood what Chu Feng meant, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"In any case, this is a big crime of murder and arson, and the government will definitely not forgive him easily! Fortunately, Brother Chu, you are blessed with a great life, and you have not been killed by this kind of villain. Xiao Ting said solemnly.

Chu Feng listened and smiled slightly, but he also understood more and more why He Junhao felt that he was desperate and did such a thing. (To be continued.) )