Chapter Eighty-Eight: Don't Go, I Haven't Finished Reciting Yet!
The autumn rain poured down and at dusk, spreading out without warning, washing the entire city of Tokyo clean.
When the academy was closed, the painters left one after another, some calling friends to go to the prosperous place, and some took their own carriages and slowly went home.
The rain washed the painting academy, blowing the willow branches a little messy, like the three thousand green silk of the beauty being blown up indiscriminately, although it seems to be irregular, but with a charming and enchanting taste.
Zhang Fengzhi glanced at such willow branches, felt the cool rain that was occasionally blown in by the wind, smiled slightly, and then reached out and closed the window tightly.
The rain and the sound of the rain were kept outside, and the wind in the house suddenly stopped, and at this time, Scholar Wu sneezed.
Zhang Fengzhi hurriedly turned around and offered a handkerchief, took half a step back respectfully, and smiled: "Be careful, don't catch a cold." β
"yes." Scholar Wu sat down very slowly with the help of the chair, Zhang Fengzhi hurriedly went to help, Scholar Wu waved his hand, signaling that it was not necessary, "I am old, this body is useless." When I was younger, I always wondered why those old people were so slow to move one by one, and they seemed to feel stupid, not to mention themselves, heh, I felt anxious when I looked at them. But now, decades later, I myself have become such an old man. Hey, it's useless! β
Zhang Fengzhi took a cup of tea and served it, and said with a smile: "Look at what you said, you are at the age of being old and strong, and I heard that you can eat two large bowls of rice at one meal." It's someone else's business if it's useless, what does it have to do with you? β
"Huh. Lian is quite old, and he can still eat. Me. It's long overdue, and it's time to give birth to an old bone. The officials have seen it as they get older, and as a result, they have become accustomed to it. In the matter of waiting for the official's house, I actually didn't wait very well, and I know that. But the official family is a kind-hearted person, and he doesn't blame me, and he still uses it like this, and at this point, I am naturally grateful. "Scholar Wu smiled, his face was kind." It's just that I sometimes think about how many young people behind me, how many people are looking forward to it, and they are all staring at the position of this scholar! So, how many times have I asked the official family to resign, whether it's sick or dizzy, but until now. The fold handed over has also been left in the middle. Hey, those who know are just that, those who don't know, they still think that I, an old man, are so attached to the official position. If you don't fall into the grave, you won't let go! β
"What did the scholar say, if someone really dares to say that about you, I will be the first to slap him with a big mouth." Zhang Fengzhi said with a smile. "The official's vision in calligraphy and painting is high, let alone the emperors of previous dynasties. Even if it is more than a thousand years old, I am afraid that few will be able to catch up. The reason why you've been able to serve for so long. Even a fool can figure it out. Those nonsense remarks are just some words of envy and hatred, where can they be taken seriously! β
"Oh, I don't understand those things as an old man, and I believe what others say." Scholar Wu smiled, his eyes narrowed into crescents, and he looked at Zhang Fengzhi.
Zhang Fengzhi has been in the painting academy for many years, where does he not know the methods of this scholar of Wu, that is the real character who hides a knife in his smile, don't look at the appearance of a kind old man, but the means are through the sky.
Otherwise, it would not have been possible for the party struggle in the academy to be so evenly matched. On the one hand, Wang Xuezheng's fanfare is Zhang Luo, and on the other hand, this Wu scholar is smiling. This old man doesn't seem to do anything usually, but Wang Xuezheng has been busy for so many years, and the power of Scholar Wu has not diminished, and his status has not been hollowed out.
On the surface, Scholar Wu kept muttering, saying that the reason why he was able to still sit in this position was because of the favor of the official family. But in fact, the old people in the academy actually know the reason.
Every time Wu Daxue said that he was sick and resigned, the officials of the art academy and their faction would go to the table like snow flakes to ask for their lives at the same time, saying that the art academy would not be able to do without Wu Daxue.
Every time at this time, the people of Wang Xuezheng's faction can only stare and watch, and there is no way to stop it, and there is no way to change the situation. This kind of thing goes back and forth, once every six months, and it is almost becoming a routine in the art academy.
"Today, Your Majesty praised your "Chongyang Safari Map", which is really good. It was still the kid who accidentally turned it out before and gave it to the old man to see. Although I am old and clumsy, I can still tell at a glance whether the paintings are good or not. Hehe, so this time the official family came on patrol, and the old man hurriedly took it out to show the official family. Sure enough, the official family also likes it. Scholar Wu smiled kindly, looking like the most beloved teacher of his student days.
The Jun Qing he mentioned was one of the close associates of Scholar Wu. Zhang Fengzhi listened to these words on the side, where did he not understand the truth, what is accidentally translated, of course, it is a false word.
I only heard Scholar Wu then laugh and said: "It's strange to say, I asked someone, I heard that this painting was made by you last year, and we are only being found out now?" This is not good, how can there be a good painting hidden, even if you feel that there are flaws in the painting, what are the shortcomings, you should always take it out, everyone learns from each other, tastes it, and it is also a process of encouraging and learning from each other. Fengzhi, do you say that this is the truth? β
When Zhang Fengzhi heard this, he secretly scolded in his heart: The words of the old immortal are beautiful, who doesn't know the truth. My "Chongyang Safari Map" is indeed an old work last year, and I handed it in early, and the reason why I have never presented it in front of the official family is not because I was originally from Wang Xuezheng's side, and I have only switched to your Wu scholar in recent days!
The truth is understood by a person, and now he is talking about such things again, hehe, I don't know who to say!
Despite such slander, Zhang Fengzhi did not dare to show it on his face, but showed a look of remorse, and said: "Yes, what the scholar said is extremely true." Now that I think about it, I used to be really a little confused, and I always did things behind closed doors. I don't dare to take anything out of the drawing, and I really shouldn't remember it now. Fortunately, 'those who forsake me.' Yesterday's day can't be kept', now I, Zhang Fengzhi, have figured it out. Certainly, as the scholar said, he did not dare to have two thoughts. β
This is pure loyalty.
Since the first day that Chu Feng entered the academy, Zhang Fengzhi has already expressed his position, although many people are puzzled, and a lot of speculation has surfaced recently, and some people even guess that he is confused from time to time, so he said the wrong thing and is ready to wait and see. However, in the past half a month, Zhang Fengzhi has obviously gone farther and farther on the road of Wu University. distanced himself from Wang Xuezheng and his faction. It's just that the reason for this, until now, there are not many people who really know it.
Zhang Fengzhi is gambling.
He knew for himself that all his bets were pressed down. On the surface, it may be pressed on Scholar Wu, but in fact, what he gambled on was Chu Feng's soaring.
"Zhang Zhizhao is a smart person. Although the old man did not have a bright brain, he always liked smart people. Scholar Wu laughed, a gleam flashing in his cloudy eyes.
"Just follow the academics. Whatever you do, you are naturally smart. Zhang Fengzhi took a deep look and laughed.
This is the first time in the past half a month that Scholar Wu has had a one-on-one conversation with Zhang Fengzhi. They say it's floaty. It's very light, but the truth is understood by both of them.
So Scholar Wu talked about some of the past when he was young. Which jujube tree in the academy bears delicious fruits, and which place is the threshold that is most likely to trip people. The courtyard wall in that place is low, and when I was young, I often secretly climbed over the wall in order to take shortcuts...... All are some that sound intimate. But meaningless words.
Both of them are ordinary guys, and in such a season when the autumn rain knocks on the window, all the responses and singing in the house complement each other.
Night slowly falls, and the rain gradually stops.
Chen Junqing knocked on the door and entered, saying that the carriage at the scholar's house had come to pick it up, and the scholar Wu expressed his amazement, said a few words, and had not talked enough with Zhang Beizhao, and slowly boarded the carriage with regret on his face.
Chen Junqing and Zhang Fengyi watched the carriage leave, and the two stood under the eaves, watching the rain line slide down, feeling the last glimmer of light scattered in the western sky.
Raising his hand and rubbing his eyebrows, Chen Junqing and Zhang Fengzhi gossiped a few words, and felt that there was no nutrition, so they stopped.
"Today's matter of Chu Feng was arranged by Lord Zhang?" Chen Junqing is in his early twenties, very young and talented, but not Danqing's talent.
Danqing's talent is not impossible, otherwise he would not have been able to enter the painting academy. It's just that his talent in other aspects is much better than that in calligraphy and painting.
It is precisely because of this that Scholar Wu took a fancy to him at a glance and made him a person close to him. In any case, Scholar Wu is old after all, and many trivial matters and miscellaneous matters are now handled by this Chen Junqing.
"Lord Chen thinks too highly of me," Zhang Fengzhi chuckled and arched his hand casually at Chen Junqing, "I don't have that kind of ability, and I don't have that kind of intelligence." I really don't know what this is all about, and if there is any obscurity or anything like that. β
Probably because of the pressure of the matter, Chen Junqing's handsome face always looked a little tired. He looked at Zhang Fengzhi and nodded slightly.
"By the way, I heard that the "Chongyang Safari Map" presented to the official family today was found by Lord Chen for me, thank you so much." Zhang Fengzhi smiled lightly.
Chen Junqing also replied lightly: "Master Zhang's painting skills are excellent, as long as he takes the right path, he will naturally be able to be highly appreciated by the officials." β
Zhang Fengzhi saw that Chen Junqing's mouth was so tight, so he simply smiled, said no more, arched his hand, did not hold an umbrella, and walked into the drizzle.
"Lord Zhang," Chen Junqing caught up with half a step, carrying one hand behind his back, the long robe made his whole person look extraordinarily timeless and dignified, and sure enough, he was as his name suggested, "Can you ask a question, why did you suddenly turn your back on Wang Xuezheng?" β
Zhang Fengzhi didn't look back, only smiled faintly in the rain: "I don't quite understand what Master Zhang means, everyone is in the same painting academy, and they are all painters who paint for the official family." Where is the word of renunciation? β
The rain is wet, and the last rays of light are gradually closing down, and the cold autumn night fills the city of Tokyo.
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"It's not a joke, what kind of kung fu do you really learn?"
Xiao Ting stared at Chu Feng with a pair of eyes, looked him up and down, and he didn't think it was enough, so he simply circled around Chu Feng, and then hugged his arms and looked at it: "But if you say this, Brother Chu, you seem to be really strong recently, not as thin as before." β
Chu Cai was struggling with a chicken leg, and at this time he tore off a mouthful, making his mouth full of oil, listening to Xiao Ting's words, he couldn't help but glance up at Chu Feng, and wondered: "Really? Was my brother Feng thinner than this before? Wouldn't that become a bamboo pole? β
"You can't be as strong as you are!" Xiao Ting glanced at Chu Cai, looked at his eating appearance, and couldn't help but show helplessness on his face, "I said Chu Cai, did you lie to us?" Are you really from a family of scholars? How can you eat everything like this...... Majestic. β
Chu Cai was stunned for a moment when he heard this, his old face turned red, and he didn't have time to swallow what was in his mouth, so he hurriedly shouted at the top of his throat: "I was born in the Chu clan of Hejian Mansion, and I am ......."
"The thirteenth descendant of the Hejian Chu clan!" Xiao Ting helped take it and said with a smile, "I know, I know, we've all memorized it." β
"It's true!" I don't know why, once the issue of origin is mentioned, Chu Cai's whole person will become very sensitive and serious. He stood up suddenly, and said loudly, "If you don't believe me, I can recite the genealogy to you!" β
"Well, we didn't believe it...... Xiao Ting hurriedly said.
"Hejian Chu clan, born in the late Han Dynasty Chen Liu......"
Chu Cai really recited it seriously.
"Uh......" Xiao Ting couldn't cry or laugh, and hurriedly got up to dissuade him, shaking his head and waving his hand, "No need to carry it, no need to carry it, really don't have to carry it." I'm just kidding, why did you suddenly get so serious! β
Chu Cai stared at Xiao Ting with a pair of eyes, his expression was serious, and he said: "Gaozu's name is harmonious, the official is the doctor who advises, marries the Zhu family in Youzhou, has three sons, and two women ......."
"Oh my God!" Xiao Ting slapped his head, and hurriedly turned around to ask Chu Feng for help, "My brother Chu, help me persuade this kid." My God, how can anyone be idle and have nothing to do by self-genealogy? It's horrible! β
Chu Feng was already too happy, holding his stomach and watching the excitement, what did he mean to care.
"Forget it! Never mind! Xiao Ting's face was resentful, and he didn't know where to derive a momentum, he gave up Chu Feng, stood up, and said solemnly to Chu Cai with a straight waist, "Okay!" You carry it! I...... Slipped away first! β
With that, he escaped from his room in a puff of smoke.
"Huh! Brother Ting, don't go, I haven't finished reciting it yet! Chu Cai's eyes widened, and he chased after him in three steps and two steps, still talking non-stop, "The eldest son's name is Gao, the second son's name is Di, and the three characters are ......."
"Helpβ" Xiao Ting's miserable wail came from outside.
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Cute and talented, let me see your handsβ°(*Β°β½Β°*)β― (To be continued.) )