The third child was so anxious that he wanted to cover his eldest brother's mouth.

The eldest brother also knew that he had seen God, and he made a mistake, so he hurriedly said: "That's the case, my little sister's handwriting is also very good." She's a little stronger, and if she sees your words, she'll probably be convinced. ”

No matter how he disguised it, Zheng Lang could hear something. Could it be that this little wife wants to compete with herself in words? A smile welled up on the corners of his mouth. At this time, he thought of Su Xiaomei's story. "I haven't seen" the little wife, Si'er's statement, plus the eldest brother's slip of the tongue, the impression in my mind is plump, beautiful, talented, gentle, some strong, some naughty, it seems to be good.

It's a pity that I didn't see it once.

Do you want to go back to Cui's house again this year?

But he didn't make it difficult for his eldest brother, he didn't ask, and after talking for a while, the brother and sister went back.

……

The next day I had breakfast and dinner, and then went out.

It was Yan Wengui who visited this time, aside from those who had passed away and those who had not yet grown up, Yan Wengui's painting skills at this time were enough to stand proudly in the top five ranks of the Song Dynasty. This man was originally from a humble background and was a soldier in the army. In the Song Dynasty, the literati were heaven, and the soldiers were hell, almost the lowest line. After being discharged from the army, he went to the capital and made a living by selling paintings.

Because of the problem of origin, it is not difficult to see.

Hearing that Zheng Lang was coming, Yan Wengui immediately opened the door and warmly welcomed him in. As usual, Zheng Lang painted first, and chose a part of Yuan Yao's "Taoyuan Picture Screen", mainly to take its method, using the nail head and the idea of the mountain stone, together it is called the ghost face, the Northern Song Dynasty did not have this method, it was the Southern Song Dynasty painter Guan Ciping from the Taihu Lake stone inspiration, created. The reason why he chose this method is that Yan Wengui himself is also good at splitting small nails and small axes.

His paintings are simple and gorgeous, and they are also full of creative spirit, but they can always see the shadow of Li Cheng, which is criticized by later generations. Yan painting also has a characteristic, the painting method is fine, so the picture feels fine, moist and lovely, and the shortcomings are also obvious, and there is less backbone!

Zheng Lang's choice of Taoyuan picture screen technique is also very detailed, but the layout is very particular, a huge mountain rock protrudes from the middle, which immediately gives the picture a sense of dynamism and majesty.

It's feedback.

If you learn from others, you should also benefit others.

Maybe this simulation of his own work can give Yan Wengui some inspiration and make his painting skills more perfect.

However, landscape painting is not only a method, but also a method of skillful use mainly in the landscape with splashed ink. In addition to splashing ink landscapes, there are also shallow landscapes, which are mostly used to sketch autumn scenes, outline lines, use ochre as the main body, and apply a little cyan on the trees. There are also Gongbi landscapes, that is, fine strokes, a little cumbersome, first typed into a draft, pasted on the wall, observed and deleted, and then used willow charcoal to hook a line on the reverse side of the manuscript, patted on the paper silk, this is the painting, ink, light silk, green, gold, boundary painting, are included.

If you subdivide it, you can divide it into a lot.

But it is not the object of Zheng Lang's research at this time, time is tight, a slight breakthrough, can draw his own paintings, satisfied.

After finishing a painting, Yan Wengui was pondering. Then he also talked about his shortcomings, but it was not astringent, it was stagnation, and the meaning was similar. Then go to Yan Wengui to paint. In any case, it is still much stronger than Zheng Lang's paintings, and even more beautiful than Gao Keming's paintings last night.

It is unknown whether his paintings inspired Yan Wengui, but the two nights of observation gave Zheng Lang some inspiration.

It's not big, but it's better than the original one's forced modeling.

The third day does not have to be in the evening, because the person is not in office.

But a very interesting person named Xu Daoning. His purpose in painting was not to paint, but to sell medicine. First set up a stall and began to paint, and the people of the Song Dynasty also liked to see strange things, so they all gathered around. When the crowd grew, they dropped their paintbrushes, took out the dog's head plaster, and sold it to passers-by.

An authentic mixed with the rivers and lakes, the surname is the same, when he sees that the person is ugly, he immediately uses a paintbrush to draw this person down and mock it in the wine shop. Even if he often fights with people, he is not ashamed of his clothes and face.

This kind of surname is also shown in the painting, thin and angry, hard and hard, and the shortcomings are more obvious, too steep. When painting landscapes, he likes to use a brush of burnt ink to sweep down the long axe, which is quite similar to the long axe of Tang Bohu shown by Zheng Lang in Gao Keming's house. Not only mountains, but also distant trees like to use thick ink to make long strips, and rarely draw branches and leaves. So it looks not only sharp, but also wild.

His surname and temper made the world dislike him during his lifetime, and it was not until after his death that he was gradually recognized by everyone, Li Cheng Xie Shifan Kuan died, only Chang'an Xu Daoning actually listed him above Yan Wengui. In fact, there should not be much difference in the painting skills of the two, and it is difficult to say whether it is high or low. However, Yan Wengui has been recognized by everyone, and as soon as Jiang Xing'er heard Yan Wengui's name, her eyes immediately showed fanaticism. However, Zheng Lang said Xu Daoning, and Jiang Xing'er was blank-eyed, not knowing where to be sacred.

But putting aside the prejudices of people now, in terms of painting skills alone, in the world, in addition to the proud gods of Shaanxi, this person's painting skills are definitely the same as Yan Wengui, ranking in the top five.

I don't know what the reason is, it is possible that the dog skin plaster has been sold in Chang'an for a long time, and he has to move a nest temporarily, Xu Daoning came to the capital. Last time, Zheng Lang had no intention of wandering around and saw him selling medicine, and he looked at the painting very familiarly, so he walked over to observe it, and only then did he confirm that it was Xu Daoning.

At that time, Zheng Lang's words were at the critical time, and he didn't dare to be distracted. A few days ago, Uncle Song was sent to inquire about it, and he was still selling medicine in front of Fan Lou.

Zheng Lang guessed, did he deliberately choose to be in Fan Lou, thinking that he would attract the attention of dignitaries and nobles, and be called into the Chinese Painting Academy like Yan Wengui? Otherwise, why did you choose not to leave in Fan Lou? (Note, the section from Fan Lou to Pan Lou sells clothes, treasures, calligraphy and paintings, and Fan Lou is in the westernmost part, next to the palace)

Painting is not in a hurry, and there are not many objects to choose to observe. Xu Daoning is the last one, which is deliberately arranged. If you put him first, what would others think? Could it be that my painting skills are not as good as a Jianghu artist who sells medicine?

Considering his predicament, Zheng Lang also prepared fifty taels of silver.

got on the ox cart and drove to Fan Lou.

After looking for a while, I finally found this "old Jianghu".

At this time. The painting has been finished and the medicine is being sold. He was probably in good health, it was very cold, but he was still wearing a short dog leather jacket that he had gotten out of nowhere, with some oily stains on it, and he was shirtless, and he was wearing a pair of thick linen black trousers underneath, tied around his waist with a hemp rope.

Holding a packet of medicine in his hand, it is not a dog skin plaster, but it is black, and I don't know what kind of medicinal materials are used to refine it, whether it can cure the disease, which is even more suspicious. However, this person is particularly powerful, and while lifting the medicine, he shouts at its various benefits.

It probably means that Brother Wei, if you eat it, you can not fall down, if you have a lumbar muscle strain, if you eat it, you will be able to jump around the next day, and if you eat it in an old age, you will be ten years old in a few days. Dare to love is more effective than the immortal pill.

The mouth is very good, and from time to time it attracts a burst of laughter. Some people see him as funny, and he works very hard, anyway, he paints until now, and he talks about it until now, so he really paid for it and bought two packs of this suspicious black ointment, but whether he will eat it when he goes back is two different things.

Jiang Xing'er covered her mouth and said in surprise: "Are you looking for him?" ”

"yes."

"How is he?" Jiang Xing'er's background is also shabby, but she never thought that Zheng Lang would actually observe such a person.

"Don't ask the provenance of the hero, you look at his paintings."

Zheng Lang sighed, this is such a random work drawn, and there are also remarkable places, why did it fall to this?

Parted the crowd and squeezed in.

At first, the onlookers were stunned for a moment, and the little kid of the family suddenly recognized it and said, "Zheng Jiazi." ”

"Suddenly!" The crowd didn't look at Xu Daoning pretending to be obedient, and stared at Zheng Lang together. Xu Daoning stared at Zheng Lang angrily, it doesn't matter what Zheng familyzi or Li familyzi you are, as soon as you dare to come, I have been busy for most of the day.

Zheng Lang walked straight to him, arched his hand and said, "I've seen Mr. Xu." ”

"Ahh Loose answers.

But the crowd was surprised, Mr. is an elder, a teacher, a very respectful title in this era. How did Zheng Jiazi put this title on this person who sold plasters?

Zheng Lang didn't say much, and said, "Please give me advice." ”

As he spoke, Xu Daoning's tools were not painted on paper or silk, but on a fan, and the paints Xu Daoning brought were not complete. This is an imitation of the Southern Song Dynasty painter Wu Bing's "Hibiscus out of the water".

The most eye-catching thing in this picture is the red lotus, which occupies almost half of the entire picture, the rest is green leaves, and the rest is less than a quarter of the space. It is hard to imagine that such a large area of red flowers and green leaves can be bright but not vulgar, fresh but not hot. But this picture is actually achieved through the combination of colors, the distribution of light and shade, and the adjustment of space. The most rare thing is the arrangement of the shape, angle, color and light of the lotus petals.

Through these arrangements, the whole picture is very bright and dignified, which is in sharp contrast to Xu Daoning's steep painting.

The drawing is not large, but it is a very time-consuming drawing, and it took two hours to finish it.

But Xu Daoning didn't have much interest, if it weren't for the guy who ate and let this little guy "occupy", he would have wanted to lift his luggage and move a new nest, you paint yours, and I will make my living. I can't eat enough, so I have the heart to look at your paintings.

But when I came to the capital, there were some people who knew the fame of the little guy in front of him, and they didn't dare to raise their fists like everyone else, and they stood depressed for nearly two hours. Zheng Lang is painting, and the people outside are more and more around, but the real target is not at all.

The whole pair of cows plays the piano.

Zheng Lang dropped the pen and said to Xu Daoning again: "Please." ”

I'm done, it's time for you to paint.

However, Xu Daoning's nostrils were facing the sky, dizzy, who are you, let me paint it, I will paint it. didn't bother with Zheng Lang at all.

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