Mr. Zhang came to the backyard with the name of the wood, saying that it was the backyard, but it was actually a small garden, there was a lake in the garden, there was a thatched pavilion in the center of the lake, and a wooden bridge connected the pavilion and the shore.

There were two old men waiting in the thatched pavilion, and when they saw Master Zhang, the two got up and saluted.

"I've seen the lord and the son!" the two spoke, then looked at Kina.

Master Zhang waved his hand and said, "The two of you don't need to be polite! This is a child, and you will bother the two gentlemen in the future!"

One of the old men with white hair said: "It is an honor to be a gentleman to the little boy and teach him knowledge! Everything the master has done for Longxian County over the years has been seen by the people of Longlong County, and I have long wanted to do something for the master, but I don't have the opportunity to ......."

The other old man was a little strange, his hair was half snow-white, half black, and so were his eyes, one eye seemed to have lost half of its light, only cloudy, and the other was blazing.

However, at this time, he also said: "For the young son's teacher, the old man is also honored! Please rest assured!"

Master Zhang nodded, and said with satisfaction: "I am relieved of the talents of the two, but I don't ask for much, enough for this line, I just ask my son to have half of the virtue of the two and have no regrets! ”

One of them said: "I laughed, the lord is from the imperial capital, I want to come and see the transformation of those people, painting skills, some people paint colorful, some people paint black and white, there is no high and low ......"

"So, thank you, if I can return to the imperial capital in the future, I will definitely engrave a tablet for the two gentlemen, and then enshrine it here!" said Master Zhang.

Hearing this, the two old men were all happy, they had been lifted in their early years, but they didn't go any further, and then they also extinguished this thought.

Later, he became a gentleman in the state school of the state and county, and waited until the year of the sixtieth year to return to Daolong County, and since then he has rarely taught his children, but this time Master Zhang sent someone to invite, they were willing, at this time I heard such words, my heart was also very excited, and I came to Master Zhang has a very good reputation.

In the future, if they enter the ground, they can also get a good reputation, after all, they have also been affirmed by the county lord, and they have also become the husband of the county lord's family.

"Ming'er, in the future, you should study hard, and you should respect your teacher even more, do you know?" the elder sternly admonished, and at this time he had an extra layer of majesty.

Ki Na nodded, bowed to the two teachers, and the two teachers hurriedly helped, they were surprised by Ki Na's actions, but they nodded secretly in their hearts.

Teachers, like Fathers, used to teach some of their students, but very few of them did that!

"Then I'll take my leave first!" Master Zhang clasped his fists and left.

The two old men also clenched their fists and watched Master Zhang leave.

"Childe, let's start then, the old man's name is Wuliu, and in the future, Childe can call me Mr. Wuliu!" It was the old man with black and white hair who spoke, and when he looked at Mu Ming's face at this time, he said, "I don't know what Childe wants to learn?"

Ki Na asked rhetorically, "I don't know what Mr. wants to teach?"

The old man said: "The words of a hundred schools, but any son can learn anything he wants, although Confucianism is orthodox, but it is too simple, and the old man doesn't want his son to become a rotten Confucian!"

Mu Ming said: "I heard Daddy say, aren't other miscellaneous studies restricted in the imperial capital?"

The old man bowed his head and said: "Confucianism is orthodox there, even if it is Tai Academy, and other miscellaneous families can only be in a corner of peace, but we are here in Longxian County, and no one cares so much." ”

At this time, another old man also said: "Even if it is a painting......

Mu Ming was surprised, and said, "The same is true for painting? Isn't it all a pen and a roll of paper?

The old man laughed and said: "The key to the child's words is indeed landscapes, flowers and plants, ordinary scenes, but most of the people in the world do not know this reason, just like the content taught by Wuliu, it is nothing more than words and truths, but someone has given them meaning, so there is a school, and the same is true for painting, a painting is a story, and the artistic conception of circulation is like this, there are the laws of Legalism, the benevolence and righteousness of Confucianism, and the non-attack of the Mo family, and the ...... of the Yin and Yang family."

Mu Ming said: "Then I don't know which one the teachers are?"

"Both of us are Confucians, but later I found out that the so-called schools are just different understandings, there is no difference, if the achievements are different, you must integrate the hundred schools, and then find yourself, what is at that time is what is. "It's Mr. Goyanagi who speaks.

Ki Ming said: "Then what should the teachers think I should learn first?"

The two old men glanced at each other, and then Mr. Wuliu said, "I heard that the master said that the son once studied with an old Taoist priest?"

Ki Ming said: "That's true, but I can't remember why. ”

"It's okay, since Gongzi and Taoism have a fate, then let's start with the doctrine of Taoism, I have a "Getaway" here, which is written by the Taoist ancestor Zhuangzi, and Gongzi can read it. ”

Mr. Wuliu took out an ancient volume, then put it on the table, then looked at another old man, and said, "Wu Weng, it's your turn!"

The old man with white hair laughed and said, "I don't have so much to teach, but recently the old man thinks that the so-called painting is just painting everything in the world, whether tangible or intangible, it is a scene, and the most important thing is people, maybe the old man is a person!"

The old man took a pen from his cuff and placed it on the table.

"Childe chooses first!"

The two old men spoke at the same time, then looked at each other.

Seeing this, Mu Ming took out the white scroll from the clothes on his chest and said, "I seem to have dreamed of some pictures, so why don't you learn to draw first!"

Hearing this, Wu Weng laughed and said, "Wuliu, you lose, the son chooses me first, and the two taels of silver belong to me!"

Mr. Wuliu was distressed, looked at Mu Ming and said, "Childe has hurt me!"

Subsequently, Mr. Goyanagi told the two about gambling, and Mu Ming was stunned for a moment, only to feel that the two teachers were not as old-fashioned as they imagined!

Mu Ming grabbed the pen and drew a stroke on the scroll, but the ink did not fall on the scroll, Wu Weng saw it, frowned and said, "What a strange paper, could it be the rumored scroll?"

Wu Weng said: "The cultivator has scrolled, it is the scroll of the soul, only special people can rely on the power of the soul to depict it, where did the son come from?"

Mu Ming shook his head and said, "I don't know, I can't remember." ”

The two old men then remembered that the person in front of them had lost his memory, and his mind was like a child, extremely simple, Mr. Wuliu picked up the ancient book, and then handed it to Mu Ming, and said, "Can you read it?"

Mu Ming took it, looked at it for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes, it will!"

Mu Ming then closed the notebook, and then said: "There is a fish in the North Underworld, and its name is Kun." The Kun is so big that I don't know how many thousands of miles it is, and it turns into a bird, and its name is Peng. Peng's back, I don't know how many thousands of miles it is, and it flies angrily, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky. It is a bird, and the sea will migrate to the south. The Southern Hades, the Heavenly Pond also. ”

Mr. Goyanagi was shocked, and then said, "Do you know what it means?"

Mu Ming nodded and said, "This paragraph is a note on Kunpeng, and it is rumored that this Kunpeng is one of the fierce spirits of heaven and earth!"

But at this time, Kikina was holding his head, looking pained.

Mr. Wuliu said: "It seems that the old Taoist priest has two brushes, but that's right, the cultivator doesn't know Lao Zhuang, and he is embarrassed to swagger and deceive ......."

At this time, a sloppy old man on the abbot mountain was eating roast chicken, but he sneezed violently, and then muttered: "Could it be that kid misses me?"

When Mr. Wuliu saw Mu Ming's move, he said: "Childe, don't think about it, there's nothing wrong with learning these things again, there are some things, how can the old Taoist priest understand them thoroughly!"

Ki Ming felt that the pain disappeared, so he nodded, and then said, "The teacher knows a lot, so my soulless disease may be cured?"

The old man shook his head and said: "It's okay to forget, some things go with the flow, everything has its own reason, just like the Kunpeng, it is a fish in the water, and it becomes a Peng bird in the sky, you don't need to change it, adapt to it, let it be!"

Mu Ming didn't seem to understand, but Wu Weng said: "Wuliu, you can give a lecture, I will also listen, I teach painting classes are not limited to one place." ”

Mr. Wuliu nodded, and did not shirk, and said, "It's okay, I also want to paint, don't hide your secrets!"

Wu Weng laughed and said, "It depends on whether you teach me as I want!"

Mr. Wuliu shook his head, and then said: "Then let's start, let's start with this "Getaway", I only hope that Gongzi will become a Kunpeng in the future, and he will travel thousands of miles!"

"During the Warring States Period, in the land of the Northern Underworld, there was a sea called the North Sea, this sea was pitch black, devouring all the light, and there were many sea beasts in the sea, among which there was a big fish, named Kun ......"

Mrs. Zhang watched this scene from a distance and nodded silently.

After a period of time, the people of Zhang's mansion often saw Mu Ming and an old man learning from another old man, whether it was Mu Ming or the old man, what would be written, and the other old man would shake his head or nod his head on the side.

Sometimes, two old men will be seen taking Mu Ming to a corner of the street in Longxian County, and then squatting on the ground. And the old man who was studying would draw anything on the ground, and those who had good deeds came up to look at it and found that it was actually some simple outline, but it was lifelike.

And the place where the three of them studied is not limited to one place, the two old men seem to be tireless, sometimes they will give lectures in the mansion, sometimes they will be in the market, and no matter the name of Shi Mu or the old man, they will have no distractions. When painting, it is not limited to a certain street, sometimes under an old tree, the three of them lie on the ground, carefully watching some ants foraging back and forth.

A subordinate reported to Mrs. Zhang, saying that the two old men had nothing to do, and took their sons to walk the streets and alleys, and even went up trees to catch sparrows.

Mrs. Zhang was not calm, so she quietly took people to watch from afar, at this time, the three of Mu Ming were eating noodles in a noodle restaurant, and the three of them had a good appetite, especially the two old men, who actually ate five bowls of one person, and the next person immediately said: "Madam, they are cheating and cheating, and the young master pays for it!"

Mrs. Zhang frowned, but didn't say anything, until the three of them left the noodle shop, Mrs. Zhang appeared in the noodle shop, and suddenly, the noodle shop was in chaos, because Mrs. Zhang was known to everyone, but Mrs. Zhang ignored it, just looked at the place where the three of them had sat for a while, and then said: "Let them go in the future, you don't have to care!"

The servants were puzzled, but the lady had gone away, and they focused their eyes on the table, but found that there was a bowl of noodles on the table, and the side was drawn, to be exact, drawn with soup, simple outline, and talked about a few strokes, but at first glance, it was extremely real.

Everyone was a little dazed, but immediately caught up with Madame.

The owner of the noodle shop was alarmed, but when he appeared, the county old lady disappeared, and Xiao Er reported the scene of Fang Cai, and the noodle boss moved, and immediately said: "Quickly find the sixth child who carved the tombstone, and then carve this painting, and write a sentence next to it......"

The owner of the noodle shop thought about it, and then said: "Just write 'Mrs. Qingtian came here to stop and look at this painting', well, just write it!"

Xiao Er said: "What if the county lord is unhappy?"

The owner of the noodle shop looked at Xiao Er and said, "Otherwise, I am the boss and you are Xiao Er." If I didn't guess wrong, that young man should be our little boy of Qingtian, the story behind this is maternal care, you said that if we say that in private, how will the county lord blame, maybe one day he will come to our noodle restaurant in person, when the time comes, our noodle restaurant business will be hot!"

"The shopkeeper is smart, I can't do it!" Xiao Er immediately patted his ass.

"That's ...... Call someone quickly, the soup is almost dry!"

"The little ones are going!"

......

Time flies so fast, half a year has passed in the blink of an eye, and the two old gentlemen have also left, because everything that should be taught is almost done.

Mrs. Zhang stayed and said, "But the child is stubborn, otherwise why did the two gentlemen leave early?"

Mr. Wuliu said: "No, no, no, Childe's talent is rare, and his ability to never forget is admired by the old man, the hundred schools of thought of the princes, the son has mastered seven, seven, eighty, eight, and eight, and there is only so much that the old man can teach, and the rest still needs to be understood by the son himself." ”

Wu Weng also said: "Although Gongzi has never practiced flower arrangement, he is also a master of learning, especially natural landscapes, it seems that he has a unique talent, even those painting disciples in the imperial capital are nothing more than that!"

When Mrs. Zhang heard this, she knew the reason, then thanked her, and beckoned her subordinates, who brought two trays of gold bars.

When the two old men saw each other, they didn't shirk and said, "So, thank you, farewell!"

Afterwards, the two men left with the gold and silver.

Mu Mingmu saw them off, and Mrs. Zhang said on the side: "Ming'er, your teachers are really temperamental. ”

Mu Ming smiled and said, "Gentleman, don't be hypocritical." ”

Mrs. Zhang was immediately happy and said, "It's okay, a nerd!"

Mu Ming immediately pulled Mrs. Zhang's arm and said, "Mother, I'm hungry!"

On the second day, Shi Fang hurriedly walked over, and saw Mrs. Zhang, and as soon as they met, he opened his mouth and said, "Sister, those two have disappeared......"

"Gone, where did you go?" said Mrs. Zhang.

"No, their dwelling was covered with dust, as if they had not lived in a long time. "Shi Fangdao.

Mrs. Zhang sighed lightly and said: "In this way, these two people are the painting saint Wu Daozi and the pastoral Mr. Wuliu, I heard that the two are cultivators, but they are attached to the mundane, and from time to time they pass down the incarnation and experience the red dust, I can't imagine that it is really them." ”

"How does my sister know?" Shi Fang was surprised, although they were mortal, but for some reason, they were not unfamiliar with the matter of cultivation, otherwise they would not have fought with the old Taoist priest in the first place.

Mrs. Zhang said: "It's nothing, it's just that your brother-in-law and I mentioned the two, and there doesn't seem to be a similar soul, but let me not explore them, yesterday Ming'er finished studying, I just sent you to take a look, I didn't expect it to be true!"

"Will there be trouble, I've heard that these people are acting strangely!" Shi Fang worried.

Mrs. Zhang shook her head, "Forget it, it's a fate, I see that Ming'er has also learned a lot of things, so be it." You take some gold and silver and give it to the people around them, and you can do some good deeds!"

Shi Fang said: "I'm going to go, it's just that my sister spends so much, I'm afraid it's not appropriate......"

Mrs. Zhang said: "Things outside the body, don't care, although your brother-in-law was driven out back then, but these things have gained a lot, otherwise why do you think Long County has been so peaceful over the years, in the past, this was a county of bandits, a county, sixty percent of them were bandits, and now the bandits have gone to other counties and counties, just because no one wants to be a thief!"

Shi Fangdao: "This is all the credit of my sister and brother-in-law!"

Mrs. Zhang said: "There is also your credit, you can tell me about that widow Lin......

Hearing this, Shi Fang ran away again.