Chapter Eighty-Seven: What the hell is drawn?
Liu Shi: "A good picture of a farmer hoeing the field, the artistic conception is peaceful and simple, but it reflects people's perseverance and patience...... An ordinary piece of rice paper presents such a profound philosophy of life, which is really breathtaking. ”
The city lord of Tianxuan City: "In this painting, the scorching sun in the sky, although it is just a foil, but Zhang Lao has used up his pen and ink...... When I went to look at it, I actually felt the sun being exposed and the heat all around, which showed the foundation of it. ”
Master Chang: "I am a person who does not understand painting, but after seeing this painting, the ordinary picture makes me feel amazed, every stroke of ink, every minute, is very clear and clear, but when Zhang Lao painted just now, he scolded Fang Xuan, it is hard to imagine that the final result is so exquisite......"
Qian Jiazhu: "What we comprehend is still too shallow, not only the scorching sun, farmers, hoes in this painting make people think deeply, but even the crops, weeds, and even every piece of soil, if you think deeply, can make people open the fog and wake up suddenly......
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The onlookers were amazed one by one, and even hated themselves for being poor in words, unable to describe the subtlety of this painting of a farmer hoeing a field.
Even Zhang Qing'er had beautiful eyes flashing, observing the paintings, and after a while, she closed her eyes and thought, as if she had comprehended. Ji Ningsi and the others on the side also looked shocked and fell into a deep understanding.
Chang Wuchang is not good, his cultivation is not as good as these people, although he also thinks that this painting is very exciting, but it is the reason for the low realm and can not understand the artistic conception, he is anxious to keep scratching his ears and cheeks in place.
As for Liu Tingzhang, Chu Shiyin and others, they are not much different from Chang impermanence, they can only sigh with admiration, in front of this painting, they feel very small, like ants, do not understand the majesty of the mountain.
Seeing the shock and admiration in the eyes of these people, Zhang Lao smiled, and then looked up at the sky, as if he was aware of the mystery of the universe, making his image more and more mysterious and dusty, and the realm of understanding seemed to have far surpassed others, which was breathtaking.
On the other side, Zhang Jiazhu Zeduan, that is, Zhang Xin's father, saw these people amazed one by one, and his heart simply smiled.
Ancestor is Ancestor!
When such a painting is made, don't these people rush to buy it?
I heard that the reserve price is one million gold coins, and I am afraid that after various competitions and price increases, the transaction will be at least more than two million gold coins.
For Zhang Fu, two million gold coins is a huge amount!
Moreover, the ancestor also has a few paintings in his private collection, saying that he wants to sell them together, so after this incident, Zhang Fu is afraid that he will become one of the strongest consortia in Tianxuan City.
Do you think the head of the Zhang family can be unhappy?
If you don't pay attention to your demeanor, I'm afraid you don't know where to jump.
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And just when everyone was facing this painting of a farmer hoeing the field and bending their waists for it, Zhang Bin walked out of the crowd, because too many people's attention was on the painting, but no one noticed Zhang Bin's abnormal movement.
They were still exclaiming, and all kinds of praise were exclaiming, commenting on the subtlety of the painting.
But I saw that at this time, Zhang Bin was standing in front of the painting, his face was full of anger, and in front of everyone, he pointed to the farmer hoeing field painting in front of him and scolded: "What the hell are you talking nonsense about?"
Swish!
All of a sudden, the whole scene was quiet and terrifying.
Just now, everyone was full of praise for this painting, but at this moment, everyone's mouths opened into an O-shape, and their eyes were about to pop out.
Even Zhang Lao, who was standing on the edge of the canal and was making a high-ranking image, heard the sound in his ears, and his feet staggered, and he almost fell into the canal.
And Zhang Zeduan, who was smiling all over his face, froze the corners of his mouth for a while, and kept twitching.
Not to mention other people, their expressions are more exaggerated than the other!
Listen to what Zhang Bin said? What kind of nonsense are you painting! You actually scolded a second-class calligrapher and painter for painting a ghost? Who gave you the courage to open your eyes and tell nonsense?
It took a long time for the men to recover from their shock.
The first person to speak was Zhang Zeduan: "Boy, do you know what you're talking about? Do you know the preciousness of this painting? It's the work of a second-grade calligrapher and painter!"
The city lord of Tianxuan City was slightly angry in his voice, although when he was in Chang's house before, he saw Zhang Bin's methods and was amazed, but today he was so bold and insulted the famous painting, which made the city lord very angry, so he said: "This painting has a profound artistic conception, and it is difficult for ordinary people to understand the true meaning, which can only be said to be blind, but if it is blamed on the painting, it is a little shameless!"
It can be seen that the city lord of Tianxuan City attaches great importance to this painting, and Zhang Bin insulted this painting, the city lord seems to empathize with him, as if he insulted him!
As for Doctor Hua and Master Liu, they glanced at each other, and although they felt that Zhang Bin was a little reckless, they didn't stand up and say anything.
All you have to do is keep silent!
Liu Shi scolded in his heart: "This stinky boy, if you want to pretend to force you, you have to find the right person, don't you know how noble the identity of the second-grade calligrapher and painter is?
On the other side, when Zhang Qing'er saw Zhang Bin behaving such a reckless act, she immediately raised her eyebrows, and her voice was cold, like ice that would not melt for thousands of years: "Zhang Bin, come here!"
It can be seen that at this time, almost the vast majority of people on the field are glaring at Zhang Bin!
Zhang Bin ridiculed Zhang Lao's famous paintings, which was definitely a public outrage!
These people are not only really angry, but also take the opportunity to show themselves in front of Zhang Lao.
For example, impermanence, he is the latter.
When he heard that Zhang Qing'er wanted to defend Zhang Bin, he was the first to stand up and scolded and ridiculed Zhang Bin: "Stinky miscellaneous, did you eat bear's heart and leopard gall today? If you dare to insult Zhang Lao Cheng in front of so many people, are you insulting Zhang Lao Do you know? Do you know the consequences of doing this?"
Chang Wuchang walked over from Ji Ningsi as he spoke: "I was fortunate to witness Zhang Lao's painting today, and I felt a lot, but I didn't expect you, a bastard, to stand up and make trouble openly, in public and private, I Chang Wuchang will teach you a lesson, let you know how high the sky is and how thick it is, and it can be regarded as seeking justice for Zhang Lao!"
Chang Wuchang said that the atmosphere was awe-inspiring, but his eyes were very resentful.
was cheated by Zhang Bin last time, this incident is like being burned in Chang Wuchang's heart, indelible, and his hatred for Zhang Bin has entered the bone marrow.
If it weren't for Zhang Qing'er, I'm afraid that when Zhang Bin entered the door, Chang Wuchang would have already made a move.
I thought there was no chance this time, but I didn't expect that this guy's head was caught by the door, or which tendon was wrong, and he actually jumped out to satirize the painting made by Zhang Lao.
Isn't this just giving him the opportunity to be impermanent?
Even if Zhang Qing'er, under the anger of the public, would she dare to shield Zhang Bin?