"Big brother, let's go back." Zheng Lang's second uncle persuaded. If you don't go back, the bride enters the door, but she can't find the groom.

Zheng Lang was in retreat, and the four brothers and sisters of the Cui family did not go back. Who doesn't miss the prosperity of the capital? In fact, there is another reason, they are also waiting...... However, Cui Xian seems to have done something wrong, and this time has become much gentler.

However, the three brothers looked at her, but they always smiled, if it is not a family, they can't enter the door. I had a few scenes of their first meeting coming to mind, but I just didn't expect it to be like that......

At this time, the third brother ran in and said, "It's broken, it's broken." ”

The second brother asked blankly, "What's broken?" ”

"Sister, Zheng Jiazi is broken." When Cui Xian was away, the brothers all called their brother-in-law, but they didn't dare to shout.

"Did he really figure it out?" The eldest brother asked happily.

Of the four brothers and sisters of the Cui family, only the eldest brother and Cui Xian know the meaning of this break, and they also know how difficult it is.

So Lai didn't leave the capital, just wanted to wait for this miracle to happen.

"Let's take a look," said the eldest brother, who stood up.

"Go, don't forget to bring back a few of his words," Cui Xian said weakly.

"It's just a light word, not in your eyes......" Before the eldest brother could finish speaking, he fled, and then a glass of water splashed under his feet, almost splashing on him. Laughing, the three brothers left.

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Zheng Lang didn't leave immediately, and continued to write in the room, it must be consolidated, so as not to be short-lived, no matter how many big guys see it, the word is just a small way, but it is too hard.

He didn't go out until the next day, and the first person he visited was a big guy.

But Zheng Lang didn't have much hope for this line, not because this big guy had a bad temper, on the contrary, he was also an elder with a gentle surname, and even because of his advice, the system of local death sentences could be reinstated.

But this person has a very strange temper, even more weird than Wen Yanbo.

came to the Yansu Mansion of Langzhong of the Ministry of Works, handed over the prayer post, and waited anxiously in his heart.

This person is not only a good official, but also versatile, he came to visit Yansu only to watch paintings, but Yansu also has other talents, only ingenuity. For example, the successful replication of the guide car and the Jili drum car, the Jili drum car is a device that uses the principle of gears to automatically beat the drum in each line and a mile, which can be said to be an ancient Chinese robot. But it is a pity that it has not been of great use, so it has been lost many times, copied many times, and finally completely lost.

In addition to copying, he also invented the timer, the Lotus Drain, which improved many of the drawbacks of the old missing engraving and made the missing engraving more accurate.

The latter is not what Zheng Lang wants to learn, nor is he interested. Of interest is his paintings. Gong poems are good at painting, and he uses poetry into paintings, which can be said to be a precedent for literati painting in the Song Dynasty.

However, Zheng Lang is very worried about whether it can succeed this time.

I don't know what Zheng Lang meant, Yan Su was very polite, and actually half-opened the middle door to let him in.

In ancient times, the pick-up was very particular, one was a corner door, one was a small open middle door, one was a half-open middle door, and one was a fully open middle door. Now Zheng Lang no matter which Liubu Langzhong family visits, it is impossible for the family to open the door.

That's not called love, it's called flattery.

The middle door is ajar, even if it is very polite.

"Yan Langzhong is a good person," Jiang Xing'er said.

"It's a good person, no matter what happens later, don't intervene."

"Whoa."

Walking in, Yan Su asked politely: "Zheng Jiazi, a certain person is not good at calligraphy, why did he come to a certain house?" ”

"It's not calligraphy, calligraphy has come to an end, and the kid came here to paint......"

"You focus on calligraphy, and it's hard to say, after all, people who read books use it to write. What is the way to paint! ”

Yes, what is the status of painting at this time? There are many calligraphy and painting masters in the calligraphy and painting academy, but they are despised by scholars. Scholars also painted, and that was only for the sake of cultivating affection. It doesn't matter if you draw well or not.

If it is a door-to-door visit like Zheng Lang, it is inferior.

However, Zheng Lang was not convinced in his heart, what do you say it is, it seems that you have also spent a lot of energy on it, right? However, when I thought of all his things, I automatically didn't mention it. said calmly: "Yan Langzhong, I also know what it is, but it's just a hobby, not a calligraphy, and the kid won't be crazy about it." In fact, the painting is just to observe, whether I get it or not, I will leave the capital and return to Zhengzhou in a few days. Since then, I have studied with peace of mind and prepared for scientific examinations. Otherwise, the agreement with the Cui family may be difficult for the kid to complete. ”

I don't approve of it in my heart, what is a small road, what is a big road? Could it be that being an official is the avenue? If you don't have good painting skills, I'm afraid future generations may not know your name!

But in the current context, he can't say it.

Calligraphy can still say something, like him to ask a scholar for painting skills, it is very bad. To use an analogy, it is like letting a civilian official carry a weapon and fight in person like a martial artist. Or let Zheng Lang dance like a clown in front of everyone.

Therefore, he said very tactfully and peacefully, and said: "I still hope that Yan Langzhong will give advice." ”

"You've gone too far."

"It's not too much, it's just a hobby, painting the piano is slightly better, but it won't affect the main business, and the calligraphy thing is no longer a hindrance."

Yan Su still disagreed, but gave him a face, and asked the servant to take out a few paintings he had painted and show them to Zheng Lang.

This is very rare, most of the paintings made by this person are hidden in the imperial palace, such as Jingshi Taichang Temple, Hanlin Academy and other important places, which are places that ordinary people can't enter. Never send a painting to anyone, even Mi Fu only saw a Yansu painting to his daughter's work.

Today, Yan Su was able to let him see a few paintings, which had already given him a lot of face.

The painting is a good painting, some people say that he studied under Li Cheng, right or not, not only Li Cheng, but also Zong Bing, Wang Wei, are all the kind of noble hermit figures, although they are officials in the court, but their surnames are transcendent. Therefore, there are few colors when painting, and the pictures are natural and elegant. In fact, among the famous painters living today, he is proud to rank in the top ten! But this is not what Zheng Lang needs, he is not coming to see the painting, and he still has a picture of Yan Su's "Spring Mountain" in his mind. Looking at it this way, without observing his painting process live, there is hardly any benefit. But he couldn't force it, so he left the Yan family unhappy.

"Isn't it just a painting, what's the big deal!" Jiang Xing'er said indignantly.

"You can't say that, do the eight kings know?"

"Yes, Dingwang."

That is, the Eight Sages King in the later romance, Zhao Kuangyi had a total of nine sons, who died one after another, and only Zhao Yuanyan survived one fruit. Be strict and fearful. Therefore, the people called him the Eight Great Kings, and the Eight Wise Kings was a later saying, and there is no such thing as yet.

Zheng Lang said again: "A few years ago, when Yan Langzhong served as the governor of the Dingwang Mansion and joined the army, the eight kings asked him for a painting, but he didn't get a penny. ”

He refused to paint for the Eight Sages.

"Won't it?" Jiang Xing'er's eyes widened and she asked in disbelief.

"What wouldn't be? This is the happiness of the literati of the Song Dynasty, just like me, seeing if the Queen Mother was afraid. If I do it right, I can praise it, but if I do it wrong, I am a cloth cloth and dare to criticize. Speaking of this, Zheng Lang laughed.

Strange dynasties, strange systems, I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing.

Jiang Xing'er finally had no complaints, the status of the eight kings is so high, they don't give paintings, and their little master seems to be a little worse than the eight kings.

Then I went to visit the second person, this person was a cloth cloth, and Zheng Lang was also not sure in his heart. The rest of the people are easy to do. Either there is another person, it may be in Zhongnan Mountain, it may be in Huashan, this person is the person he wants to see the most, but whether he will teach or not, Zheng Lang is not sure.

PS: I see that many people compare me to the Ya Scratch of the Three Paths, Mo Ming. History books, in the past two or three years, I have read more than 700 chapters of Jinyi in the country, you can see my fan value, the monk's official residence is about 200 chapters, Ya scratch is about a dozen chapters, and Yueguan's Jinyi has only read a few chapters. Because I didn't have time, I hadn't read any of Sandao's other books. Either I've read a lot of competitive books, and I've read some director's books. Isn't it unexpected? Is it similar to the book of the Three Paths?

Therefore, please do not compare. I can't solve the problem of talent, but I'm working hard and I'm sincere, isn't it? In order to let everyone watch more public versions, are you desperate? It's almost on the shelves, and I'm still desperately trying to change it four or five times, not to keep it as a manuscript to earn a monthly pass and sympathy next month. At the same time, Xingtang also finished the book until the 8th, and he was so tired that he wanted to die and live, just for everyone to have a value word. Let's talk about plagiarism, except for a few words at the flower meeting, have the others been copied? Whether it is a poem or an ancient article, 80% of it is original, why do I say that I am plagiarizing? I don't understand, I'm really puzzled.

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