Since today's painting is slightly better than yesterday's one in every way.

Then, if you want Murong Lizhu to give a price, it is obviously impossible.

Thereupon.

After lunch, Ye Changqing took the group to the pavilion again to explain his views on the way of music and rhythm.

It's just that today is not the same as yesterday.

Ye Changqing first invited Murong Lizhu to stay temporarily, and the latter naturally accepted it gladly.

Senior Ye asked herself to stay, as a junior, how dare she refuse?

Again.

Staying with Ye seniors, you can get a lot of opportunities and edification in every word and deed, why not do it?

As for Yan Tianshan and other royal nobles, she Murong Lizhu didn't pay attention to it at all.

Not to mention.

Yan Tianshan still wanted her to accept Yan Bingxin as a disciple, if she could stay, Yan Tianshan would naturally be happy to see it when she ascended.

Afterwards.

Nearly two hours passed.

Ye Changqing asked Murong Lizhu and the others to seriously understand what he explained first, and then leave temporarily under the pretext of excuses.

Back in the courtyard, Ye Changqing closed the door, immediately took out a piece of rice paper from the ring, and began to paint again.

He firmly believes that today's painting must have been an accident!

He didn't believe that his completely distracted painting would be better than before.

Moaned slightly.

He thought about it a little and immediately began to write.

That's it.

Nearly half an hour later, Ye Changqing breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly retracted his mind from the painting.

But I don't know why.

He felt that although he was writing very fast, for some reason, he seemed to be in some wonderful state again.

What the hell is going on?

"There won't be any more surprises, will it?"

Ye Changqing frowned, hesitated for a moment, and then stopped his gaze on his new work.

Soon.

He found a problem.

The painting in front of him is a picture of a flying crane to be exact.

On the map, there are green bamboos, green mountains, mountain rocks, flowing clouds, flying cranes and so on.

Results.

In his opinion, this painting seems to be better than the one this morning, both in terms of artistic conception and framing.

This...... This...... What's going on?

There is no distraction at all, and the pen is extremely fast, it can almost be said that it is done in one go, how can it get better and better?

Could it be that his attainments in this area are too high?

It's like a sword cultivator with an extremely high realm, after cultivating the sword to the extreme, every grass and tree in the world can be a sword.

And his painting is just a casual painting, which is a masterpiece that subverts the three views of the world.

Look at this painting in front of you.

Ye Changqing was stunned, and only felt a buzzing in his head.

He originally wanted to sell paintings in exchange for silver taels and gain a foothold in this imperial capital.

But who would have thought that his attainments in painting were too high, and he couldn't paint a work of 180,000 taels of gold like Master Bilian.

In this way, it means that his paintings cannot be sold at all.

Come to think of it.

Ye Changqing slowly spread his hands, and said helplessly: "In such an immortal cultivation world, without a spiritual root, it means that you can't cultivate for the rest of your life, but I have these talents that are of little use. ”

"The most important thing is that because the attainments in painting are too high, even if you make a painting for a little silver, it is impossible, it is simply a sin!"

This moment.

For the first time, Ye Changqing was troubled by these talents of his own.

There was a moment of silence.

Ye Changqing thought about it.

Is the same true of your own calligraphy attainments?

Read so.

With a thought, he took out a piece of rice paper from the ring again, and quickly put down his pen.

Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom.

A total of fourteen ancient characters, all in one go.

Moreover, I didn't care at all, I just wrote by feeling.

Really.

The more distracted, the more the calligraphy is better than ever in terms of momentum and artistic conception.

Looking at the fourteen ancient characters on the long table, Ye Changqing was stunned, and his face was full of incredulity.

However.

Just when Ye Changqing was quietly in a daze, the Changqing Temple on the east mountain of the imperial capital was full of visions again.

Far away.

Saw.

A beam of snow-white rainbow light stirred up layers of ripples, and it burst into the sky.

The weather is especially magnificent, like a miracle.

Soon.

The brilliant light rain was almost like rain, exuding a shining light, falling down.

Time.

So that the bottom of the East Mountain is overcrowded again.

When they saw this, they fell on their knees and prayed with devotion on their faces.

Among them, there were some monks, and when they sensed the incomparably quintessential sword aura, they immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed in awe.

To know.

In recent days, this evergreen temple can be described as a succession of visions.

Most importantly, they are all auspicious signs.

Because of this, the Evergreen Temple has more and more believers.

Some people even enshrine this evergreen saint in their own halls.

I have to say.

For the world, belief or worship of a certain fairy god is just to achieve some kind of wish or protection through prayer.

However.

The reason why the Evergreen Temple has been able to have countless believers in a short period of time is not only because of the visions that have manifested from time to time in recent days, but because the wishes of many people have been fulfilled in a very short period of time.

That's why there are so many believers.

That's it.

Before I knew it, a few days passed.

Since that day, Ye Changqing has never made any calligraphy or landscape paintings.

I have to admit it.

These days.

He was in a very low mood, and only in the evening would he soothe his depressed mood by playing the piano.

But.

Through thinking about it in the past few days, he has also figured out a lot of things.

Since he couldn't get along in this imperial capital, he returned to Xiaochi Town and continued to live his peaceful life.

Moreover, these people in the imperial capital always treated him with respect, which made him feel very unbelonging.

In contrast, he still prefers the simple villagers of Koike Town.

As for the favor owed to the Yan family.

They are not obsessed with calligraphy and painting, so before they left, they gave them a few paintings and calligraphy.

this day.

Ye Changqing and the others had just had lunch and came out of the dining room.

A burly servant hurried over.

He first looked at Yan Jinghong without leaving a trace, and then said respectfully to Ye Changqing: "Mr. Qiqi, Mr. Ye, the Zhang scholar of Donglan Academy Palace came to ask to see you. ”

These servants were all carefully selected by Yan Jinghong from the forbidden army, and he was naturally well versed in this Zhang scholar of the Donglan Academy.

Therefore, he had to come and report it.

Donglan School Palace?

Zhang Dajia ?

What kind of calligraphy lover is it?

"Then let's invite a scholar from Zhang University to come in. ”

Ye Changqing was stunned for a moment, and then commanded.

Since the other party is looking for him, although he doesn't expect to sell calligraphy and paintings, he still has to have the least demeanor.

Wait until the servant left in a hurry.

Ye Changqing turned his head to Yan Jinghong and asked, "Young Master Yan, what kind of existence is this Donglan Academy Palace in this emperor?"

Yan Jinghong said respectfully: "Back to Mr. Ye, Donglan School Palace is one of the two university palaces in the imperial capital, and it is a holy place for cultivating talents for the Great Yan Ancient Kingdom, and nearly half of the courtiers of the Great Yan Ancient Kingdom are from these two academic palaces, so this Donglan School Palace is absolutely important in the imperial capital." ”

Smell.

Ye Changqing was stunned for a moment, and then he was happy in his heart.

What an opportunity!

In that world.

He was born in a scholarly family and is a liberal arts student, so there should be no big problem in teaching and educating people.

Today, if you have a relationship with this Zhang University, you can settle in this Donglan School Palace and become a teacher who teaches and educates people, or a university scholar.

And this Donglan School Palace is so important to the ancient kingdom of Dayan, so naturally there will be no less.

All right.

Since you can't rely on selling paintings and calligraphy to gain a foothold in this imperial capital, you can start by entering the Donglan Xue Palace.

Come to think of it.

Ye Changqing looked at Yan Jinghong and said with a smile: "Since this is the case, then I have to get a good look at this Zhang Daxue." ”

Yan Jinghong was stunned, then nodded with a dry smile.