Chapter 150: It's All Hard! (30 plus more)

In the evening, Li Dequan reported the results of the investigation to the old man. Let the old man know that the cause is really not the eighth child, but Tong Guowei. And Tong Banchao, who has never loved Han people's plays, really spent money to buy a fish from Lao Ba, and hung it in the side hall in a grand manner, so he gave Lao Ba a momentum, is this trying to tie up Lao Ba?

Kangxi hesitated a little, last time the eighth child led someone to smash the Tong family, although Tong Guowei said that he was guilty of a crime, he didn't fight down, but he still gave his ex-father-in-law a little face.

But he didn't let the eighth apologize, of course, looking at the eighth child's ignorance of the Tong family, he also knew that even if he let him go, he was afraid that he would not give him a good face. That's all there is to the eighth child, how 'frank'!

In fact, Kangxi really thinks too much, what those of them in the upper positions think are conspiracy and conspiracy, and they don't think about it at all, sometimes there is no reason. Of course, even if it is explained, people may not believe it. It's still good to keep your distance, and come and go often. At least it didn't get a 'frank' comment from the old man.

The next day, I found an opportunity, the old man pretended that it was fine, and led Tong Guowei and Zhang Tingyu to visit the Tibetan painting building together, and asked as if unintentionally, "I heard that you have also begun to like the art of danqing, and the house has also begun to collect paintings?" ”

"Look at what you said, it's just that a house slave has honored a foal, and you don't know what a slave is? It's just a rough man, how can you understand that. But the foal is really well drawn, and the red rabbit that the slave raised when he was a child, the slave really likes it, so he let people buy a rich fish to hang on in response to the year, and the picture has more than enough kindness every year. Tong Guowei felt a toothache and said with a smile.

I can't tell the old man directly, when I take over the painting, I think about whether the old eight-faction shaft uncle is showing favor to himself and revealing the matter of smashing the house. It turned out that it took a thousand taels to prove that it was not.

I bought everything, and I had to hang it up, so it had to come in handy. Where did he think that hanging a painting for the New Year could also cause such a big response, otherwise he would have beaten himself a few big mouths.

There is also a common trait of those in the upper position is that they are small-minded, don't believe in the nonsense that 'the prime minister can hold the boat in his belly', he can really climb to that position, ordinary people have no chance to offend them, but if they are really offended, they really hate you for a lifetime.

Tong Guowei is also such a person, of course, the eighth is special. smashed his cousin's house, and didn't save himself any face, but he was the eighth son of the emperor, and he was a serious favored Baylor, and the emperor couldn't do anything, what could he do?

But the breath in his heart never came out. This time someone sent a painting, he actually really hoped that the eighth child would come to show his goodwill, so that he would have steps to go down in his heart, and it would feel less blocked.

Now that the result is not, how can he let the old man know that little Jiujiu in his heart? Let the old man feel that he is complaining about the royal family, isn't he spending money to find a pump? can only mix the past, showing that he just likes to paint, and he doesn't know who painted it, and it has nothing to do with the grievances between the eight masters.

"The Tong family is rich, spend 1,000 taels to buy a New Year's painting!" The old man smiled, and his expression was very ridiculous.

The minister also heard that the painting of the master of the Ten Thousand Horses Hall was very popular recently, and the minister couldn't afford it, but he went to Bogu Zhai to see the "Ten Thousand Horses Galloping". The penmanship is very reasonable, and the spirit is really magnificent, given time. I'm afraid that I can really be with the Bada Shanren and Shi Tao. Although Zhang Tingyu said that everything does not stick to the pot and leaves half a sentence in everything, it also shows that people have a lot in their hearts.

He said this well, and at this time, he mocked Tong Guowei, saying that the Zhang family had no money to buy it, which was a joke. Honest because people have the capital to be honest, and the family has been an official for several generations, which is not a little bit stronger than Jackie Chan and others; On the other hand, I also held the old man, just kidding, who can't guess how many people in the study? I just won't say it.

"You pride yourself on being honest and refuse to accept gifts, otherwise you can take a bunch." Kangxi laughed. But these words also made Zhang Tingyu and Tong Guowei chill, are they talking about being hypocrites when they "claim to be honest"? And Tong Guowei also shuddered, Mingzhu's matter is not far away.

"The minister is Hanchen!" Zhang Tingyuqiang smiled and clicked to the end.

Tong Guowei doesn't have these twists and turns, and he can't make up his mind for a while, what is this gentleman and a minister talking about, do you have to carry yourself? Is Zhang Tingyu saying that he is a clear stream, or does he say that he has no clothed slaves, so there is no filial piety for domestic slaves? The Han people are really troublesome, but they forget that they are actually Han people, but they have been assimilated by the Manchus for too long and have forgotten.

Kangxi didn't mention it, he just came to knock it, but it was boring after that. Then I watched the painting, sang and harmonized with Zhang Tingyu, but it was also enjoyable, but Tong Guowei was confused again. I found that accompanying the emperor to see paintings is also one of the drudgeries!

When he was about to finish, Kangxi found that there were still a few scrolls in a corner of the Tibetan Painting Building, "What is this?" ”

"Back to the emperor, this is sent by the talented prince, let the minions reframe it, I haven't had time to do it yet." The eunuch in charge hurriedly replied.

"Hang it up and see!" When the old man saw the mark of Bogu Zhai on the painting scroll, he moved his heart.

The eunuch hurriedly hung the painting in the light for the old man to see.

The prince sent all three of his own, because they were stamped with his collection seal, and the original mounting was not expensive enough, so he took it out and redid it when the New Year was over.

"It seems that the minister is wrong, the master of the Ten Thousand Horse Hall is even better, I knew that the minister should also grit his teeth and buy one of his paintings." Zhang Tingyu couldn't help but light up when he saw the painting "Shrimp".

The old man shook his head and sighed, can it be bad? After painting for more than ten years, Mo'er likes this the most, and the eighth is afraid that it should really be called 'Ten Thousand Shrimp Hall Master'.

"Really? Do you also feel good? Tong Guowei originally liked this shrimp the most, but he didn't dare to say it, and when he saw Zhang Tingyu open his mouth, he hurriedly asked.

"Tong Xiang thinks so too?" Zhang Tingyu was a little surprised. Although he usually disagrees with Tong Guowei's taste, he didn't expect that the two of them would end up in the same place at this time.

"Yes, I don't understand what kind of brushwork and what lines you Han people are talking about, but I love what this person paints, and I think it's because the painting is not good." Tong Guowei said directly. didn't pay attention to his words, Kangxi's eyes were already bulging.

Zhang Tingyu understood, smiled and bowed his head, "Tong Xiang is too modest." However, as Tingyu saw, the painting was for people to see, and it really made people like it, it was a good painting. ”

Tong Guowei is comfortable, he can't learn anything else, this sentence can still be learned, and if someone talks about any brushwork, lines, and artistic conception in the future, he will criticize it.

Kangxi glanced at them, too lazy to listen to what they said, recently the eighth didn't send a new painting back to show him, too, other people's paintings are worth money now, how cost-effective it is to give it to yourself! The old man thought hatefully, but still looked at it carefully.

I didn't expect there to be a silver fox, Kangxi looked at the date below, this is a new painting, it should have been painted in Rehe. Two silver foxes chased their tails and frolicked between the mountains and forests, with an intimate demeanor, showing tenderness and elegance.

As the fourth child said, the eighth child has improved again, compared to "Ten Thousand Horses Galloping", the eighth seems to have returned to the time when he was a child with Xia Mo, and the painting is full of leisurely childlike fun. There is a layer of mist in each painting, which seems to be illusory and real, and the tone of the brush is fresh and quiet, and it seems that the eighth child has been very happy recently.

Think about looking back at the other two, shrimp, fish, fox, the eighth really likes to be in pairs, do you really want to be a couple for a lifetime?

"Hooray seems to like this pair of silver foxes?" Tong Guowei asked tentatively, he had been watching the old man look at the pair of foxes for a long time.

"What about you, do you like it? Let's be honest. ”

"It's a bit of a sissy, but the minions still like this pair of shrimp, full of spirit! You look at this beard, it looks like it's moving. Tong Guowei regained some confidence and pointed to the shrimp whiskers.

Kangxi smiled, thinking that Xia Mo angrily pointed at the shrimp whiskers and told himself that the eighth child was even thinner than himself. Alas. Back then, Xia Mo asked Lao Ba to learn to draw shrimp, just to embarrass him, but he didn't expect to really let Lao Ba draw it.

"Although the painting is not as good as the legend, it is very interesting." Lao Kang thought about it for a long time, he couldn't say that the painting was not good, what should I do if the price dropped? But let him praise his son, and it was very uncomfortable, and it was difficult for Master Kong to die.

Tong Guowei and Zhang Tingyu glanced at each other, pitying the hearts of their parents all over the world. Obviously very proud in my heart, I can't say it yet, but look at the painting, think about it anyway, it's not a long time, I'm willing to learn to paint with my heart, and it's really a success to paint to this one.

I wanted to comfort the old man, but it's not right to think about it, the old man didn't say that it was painted by the eighth master, they broke it, where did the old man's face go? It's not easy to be a courtier, how can they take it? In these years, the favored minister is not so easy to be! It's hard!

"Folk plays, each with its own treasures." Hurriedly bowed down and said in unison. The monarch and the ministers are suitable, and each has its own place, so the old man's mood has improved.

When I was in a good mood, I remembered that I didn't reward Lao Ba and Mo'er during the New Year, and I wanted to reward something, but I felt that Lao Ba had already made a lot of money this year, and I would reward it again, what do the other sons think? Originally, some people were not convinced when they only let Lao Ba learn to paint alone, but now that people are making money, they are rewarded, doesn't it make people say that he is partial? It's hard to be a father!

So when he turned back, he scolded the old eight, what is not doing his job, what is not ambitious, and he is short-sighted...... Lao Ba and Xia Mo's two little heads came together, reading together, and sighed in unison, the old man's literary style is not ordinary, and he doesn't scold people with heavy words.

The gray in my heart, turning a page, and finally turning the pen, not four words, four words jumped out, it was all commonplace, "I received the skin, I made a mattress, and put it on the kang in the south study." But tell Mo'er not to do such a thing that hurts your eyes in the future. Er's new painting of the blessing of the prince was also seen. My painting skills are quite beneficial, and I am relieved to know that you are doing well. ”

Lao Ba and Xia Mo glanced at each other, turned back to the first page and reread it again. After reading it, he looked up again, Xia Mo had already given up, "What, what does Huang Ama mean, do you understand?" ”

"Let's show Su Ma!" The eighth sighed, it's not easy to be a son! When you read a family letter, you have to think about what the old man means! It's hard to kill him.