"Oh, don't you know? Since the establishment of the painting academy in the Yongxi period, it has always had this charter, and every few years it will open a department like the imperial examination, but the number of places has always been very small. However, today's officials are very fond of the way of painting and calligraphy, since ascending the throne, the academy and the academy have held four examinations, your unsuccessful senior brother, was admitted five years ago, and now he is in the academy to be edicted to be an official position. ”

In Chu Feng's view, the Xuanhe Painting Institute is naturally famous, Wang Ximeng of "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains", and Zhang Zeduan of "The Riverside of the Qingming Festival", these are all court painters from the Xuanhe Painting Academy! What kind of place should the Xuanhe Painting Institute be, a place where Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon is! Even if you are a graduate student, it must be extremely difficult to get in.

But...... Looking at Mr. Cheng Yuan's appearance, it seems that he doesn't like that place very much. Probably because of his crazy temperament, he has the demeanor of a hermit, and he is happy to have climbed the dragon gate. Moreover, the scholars of the Song Dynasty themselves had a noble spirit, and their awe for the officials, that is, the emperor, was not as deep as that of later generations. Occasionally, when the ministers of the court and the central government were demoted by the emperor, the ministers not only did not fear of causing trouble and stayed away, but would get together to drink and send each other off, and at the banquet they inevitably said some accusing words such as "the emperor is mediocre for a while, and he does not know the virtuous...... This kind of thing is unimaginable in the Ming and Qing dynasties in later generations, or thousands of years later. The high status of the Northern Song Dynasty scholars can be seen.

It is precisely because of this that although the scholars are also looking forward to jumping to the dragon gate and entering the phase, there is no slave in the Ming and Qing dynasties. Mr. Cheng Yuan's scorn about being an official is also related to this.

However, when the teacher said this, Chu Feng couldn't help but feel a little moved.

First, it is because the world knows how many treasures of calligraphy and painting hidden in Song Huizong's hands, and most of them are lost in later generations. This is really a great attraction for people who love calligraphy and painting.

Second, Chu Feng was somewhat worried about Fang La's uprising. He didn't know exactly when Fang La would revolt, but he vaguely remembered that Fang La's rebellion swept the entire Jiangnan. The gentleman does not stand under the dangerous wall, he has no Taoist and has been staying in Jiangnan to wait for trouble.

If you want to leave Jiangbei and go north, it is naturally a very good thing to go to the painting academy to find a place to settle down.

But then again, with my own ability, it may be very difficult to be admitted to the art academy......

He was thinking about it here, and Mr. Cheng Yuan had already found a silk book with a horizontal axis and handed it to Chu Feng: "Xuanzhou pen and Huizhou ink, that is the treasure of the literati, just like the sword is to the hero, and the rouge is indispensable to the beauty." Look, you don't look like you have money, and you can't afford it. To tell you the truth, the old man can't afford it, so he can't give it to you, hahaha! ”

Chu Feng took the scroll and was amused by the teacher's words.

I only heard Mr. Cheng Yuan continue: "But you don't need such valuable things as ordinary painting practice, just be simple." This is like practicing a sword with a wooden sword, once you practice at home, and then change to a sword that sharpens iron like clay, the natural means are extraordinary, and you don't have to force it. You can take this "Peach Blossom Picture" to practice, and I will see your results in three days! Well, if your assignment is not to the old man's heart, the old man will ......"

"Just hit him with a ring ruler!"

Xiao Liuzi, who had been silent outside for a long time, shouted such a sentence again at this time.

"That's a great idea!" Mr. Cheng Yuan laughed and said, "But you can only hit your left hand, and your right hand has to continue to paint, so you can't hit it!" Ha ha! ”

Chu Feng said with a smile: "Master Yan is a high-level apprentice, if the apprentice's work really makes the teacher very dissatisfied, it is also appropriate to beat." ”

Mr. Cheng Yuan stroked his head and smiled, he was really satisfied with Chu Feng's apprentice.

He also pointed out some things that Chu Feng needed to pay attention to in this "Peach Blossom Picture", and he felt hungry after the three poles of the sun, so he beckoned everyone to eat.

Chu Feng felt in his heart that he wondered, generally Song people only have two meals in the morning and evening, is the teacher so open-minded to eat three meals? After asking, I learned that the teacher likes to pick up the lamp to paint, and he sleeps in the early hours of the morning every night, and the time to get up is often close to noon.

Chu Feng wrote them down one by one, thinking that next time he came, he must wait until late afternoon to avoid being abrupt.

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After finishing the meal, Mr. Cheng Yuan instructed the groom to drive Chu Feng back to the city.

The carriage hired by Chu Feng before had been scared away, more than ten miles away, Chu Feng thought about it, but it was only a distance of four or five stops, so he resigned and prepared to walk back, just as he had exercised.

Xiao Liuzi stuck out his tongue after hearing his decision, and rolled his eyes disdainfully: "If you are tired on the road, no one will care!" "While still saying such cool words.

"If I get tired and can't come back, no one will buy you osmanthus candy." Chu Feng bent down and said with a smile.

Xiao Liuzi's face changed as soon as he heard this, and he couldn't say anything, so he gave up and walked away angrily.

Mr. Cheng Yuan laughed when he saw this, saying that this kid was a well-known troublemaker in Shili Eight Villages, and few people could settle it, but he didn't expect Chu Feng to have such a means.

Chu Feng didn't say a word, thinking that this little servant was nothing compared to the bear children in later generations, and he was about to be called "well-behaved", of course he could coax it.

Seeing that the shadow of the sun was gradually moving, Chu Feng did not delay any longer and said goodbye to the return journey.

Along the way, the spring breeze is warm, the aroma of plants and trees is slightly drunk, the air is fresh and pleasant, and there is some interest in going green. This is a rare thing in the city in the future, Chu Feng is really "like a spring breeze", and after walking briskly, he feels very comfortable.

On the way, he happened to see a few wild peach blossoms standing by the river, so Chu Feng stepped forward, looked at the picture scroll in his hand for a long time, and nodded and left.

After slowly approaching the city of Hangzhou, the flow of people gradually increased, and the hustle and bustle in the city also came into the ears in a trance, as if in a different world.

Chu Feng walked leisurely, leisurely, looking at the countryside he walked through and the cornices in front of him, and suddenly felt that life is like this, and it is also a happy thing to freeze at this time.

Walking all the way back to the West Market, there was a person standing in front of the door of Lu's calligraphy and painting shop.

Chu Feng felt familiar when he looked at it from a distance, and when he walked in, it turned out to be Zheng Chaofeng, who had a relationship with Li's calligraphy and painting shop.

"Zheng Chaofeng has something? Please speak inside? ”

Chu Feng walked a few steps quickly, no matter what, the etiquette must be fulfilled. What's more, although the Li family's calligraphy and painting shop is not very bright, Chu Feng clearly took advantage of their family before, and he always had to be polite to the people of the Li family.

"I'm out of the city, Zheng Chaofeng must have been waiting for a long time! Come in! Chu Feng hurriedly opened the door.

"No need, no need." Zheng Chaofeng was very polite, smiling and respectfully saluting, "I have something to ask for today, and I hope Chu Langjun will not refuse." ”

"Speak, please."

"Our owner knows that your painting "Smoke and Rain in the West Lake" will shine at the ink fair, and we want to borrow it for a few days, but I don't know if it is possible." Zheng Chaofeng said.

Chu Feng was slightly puzzled and asked, "Guidong's ...... Didn't you participate in the Ink Painting Society? ”

"Our Li family calligraphy and painting shop is the second largest in the entire Hangzhou city, and the owner naturally participated." When Zheng Chaofeng said this, he straightened his back, obviously a little proud.

"So, shouldn't you have seen it at the ink meeting? Why borrow it? Chu Feng asked suspiciously.

"This ......" There is a female owner in Li's calligraphy and painting shop, not many people in the outside world know, Zheng Chaofeng weighed it in his heart, and always felt that it was not good to say it directly, after all, men and women are different, and it is inevitable that they will be misunderstood by this Chu Feng. So he touched his nose and said with a slight embarrassment: "Our owner didn't see it clearly at the ink meeting before, and I want to borrow it to play and appreciate it carefully." Yes, our owner said that if Chu Langjun is willing to borrow it, our Li family will naturally have a return gift. Your "Smoke and Rain Picture of West Lake" has not yet been framed, but our calligraphy and painting shop is quite good at this and can help deal with it. This back and forth can be regarded as making a friend, what do you think? ”

Chu Feng nodded and smiled: "Your boss is Gaoyi, I am indeed worried about the framing matter. ”

Zheng Chaofeng was overjoyed when he heard this: "Then you agreed?" ”

"I wanted to say yes, but I'm sorry, the painting isn't in my possession right now." Chu Feng explained with a smile, "One of the Fan family wants to see it, so he borrowed it in the morning." ”

Where is Zheng Chaofeng willing to believe, he only regards this as Chu Feng's deliberate difficulty. This is no wonder, after all, in the Li family painting and calligraphy shop before, for the "Beijing Wine Post", Chu Feng and the Li family met once, and it was inevitable to leave a few gaps with each other.

Now looking at Chu Feng holding a one-foot painting scroll in his hand, Zheng Chaofeng subconsciously thought that it was "West Lake Smoke and Rain". took it all in his hand, and he lied to him that he had lent it out, which made Zheng Chaofeng feel very embarrassed.

After all, this is something that the female owner wants, how dare he easily disobey it.

"Chu Langjun...... You're an errand runner at the bottom, so why bother with it. Zheng Chaofeng's face was bitter, and his tone was also pleading, "Our host's temper ...... If I go back empty-handed, I don't know how to clean me up! You can lend us your painting! You can rest assured that the painting has been damaged by half a point, and I will accompany you with my life! ”

Zheng Chaofeng's words frightened Chu Feng, and he didn't understand why he suddenly rose to the height of human life, so he couldn't help but laugh and said: "Zheng Chaofeng, it's not a lie, it's true that I took it this morning, and I can't do anything about it." When the Fan family returns, I Chu Feng will personally send it over, do you think it's okay? ”

Where would Zheng Chaofeng believe this, just as a prevarication. At this time, seeing that there was no room for maneuver in the matter, he had to respond and leave in despair.

Chu Feng looked at Zheng Chaofeng's back, which was a little unsteady even when he walked, shook his head a little puzzled, and turned around and walked into the room.

He was still holding the teacher's painting in his hand, and he was a little anxious in his heart, and he thought that he would start copying it immediately!

And at this time, in the boudoir of the inner courtyard of the Fan family. Fan Qiu's white and green fingers softly unfolded the "Smoke and Rain Picture of the West Lake", and when his eyes touched it, he couldn't help but let out a soft exhalation.