Chapter 234, Ten Realms of the Painter!

Li Muyang looked at Chu Ning with a smile and said, "It's really embarrassing." If I find a princess to be a slave, do I want her to do my laundry, cook for me, or massage my shoulders? If you don't let her do a striptease for me, it's fine—but I've heard that princesses don't work hard and don't know what to do, right? In that case, I'm at a loss. ”

"Li Muyang-" Chu Ning's head came to Li Muyang's face, with a warm and charming smile on his face, but the words he said were murderous. "I'm going to kill you."

"There are so many people who want to kill me, how old are you?" Li Muyang also laughed, but the anger in his heart was rising rapidly.

I don't know what's going on, he now hates others talking to him domineeringly, and he hates that others will talk about words like kill and death at every turn.

He always felt that he was the most proud and noble existence, a powerful and invincible dragon king, and these small human beings dared to speak to him in such a tone.

Li Muyang hurriedly cleaned up his mind.

It's a terrible experience, he is now substituting himself as the dragon king at every turn, and he is easily affected by that old man's eyes on the world, Lao Tzu, the first in the world, none of you are affected by the stinky fart character I put in my eyes. Even when facing the princess of Zephyr, it is difficult to restrain this kind of domineering that makes people look idiotic, and then say some very indecent and annoying jokes.

It's all the Dragon King's fault!

"You'll know later-" Chu Ning patted Li Muyang's shoulder and said with a smile: "I'm the elder." ”

"The third?"

Chu Ning no longer competed with Li Muyang for the benefit of his tongue, but walked to the front of the painting case, picked up a Xuanzhou pen, dipped his ink in it, and began to paint the painting in his mind.

In the process of talking and arguing with Li Muyang just now, she had already made a draft in her heart.

I have been learning to paint for many years, and I don't know how many times I have painted peach blossoms. Every spring when the peach blossoms are in full bloom, she will organize some children of Wang Qing's aristocratic families in Tiandu to go to the suburban peach orchard to drink and paint. She is very experienced in both on-site surveys and hands-on drawing.

She only needs to admire the best one she has painted before in front of everyone, and she will definitely be able to convince Li Muyang, a dirt bun who has never seen much of the world.

Chu Ning's admiration this time is a previous painting of "Boy Fighting for Spring", which was an award-winning work at a garden party, and was commented and praised by many famous teachers in Tiandu. According to the advice of those court painters, some minor modifications were made to the original foundation.

With the wave of Chu Ning's arm, the pen and ink rendered, and large areas of pink peach orchards began to appear on the white Xuan paper. The peach blossoms are enchanting and blazing, covering the corners of rice paper, giving people a sense of the boundlessness of this peach orchard with no end in sight.

Under the peach blossom tree, groups of teenagers and girls are playing and playing. The most eye-catching thing is that a snow-white # pink boy ran towards the crowd with a freshly picked peach blossom in his hand, and two other boys were waving flower branches behind him to chase -

Because he is confident, Chu Ning draws extremely fast and uses a very dense brush. After a while, the Xuan paper in front of her was already filled with the scenery figures.

This was deliberately done by Chu Ning.

She is not only better than Li Muyang's painting, but also faster than Li Muyang's painting.

She wants to defeat Li Muyang in a crushing posture, so that he has no room to fight back.

When Chu Ning was writing like rain, Li Muyang was still contemplating.

He walked around in front of the painting case, and the spread of the Xuan paper was still snow-white, and there was not a single ink on it.

"Sister Wang, will Li Muyang not know how to write at all?" Lin Canghai couldn't help but be a little worried when he looked at Li Muyang's contemplative appearance.

Qiandu shook his head and said, "Although the shepherd classmate is sharp and exaggerated, he is very disciplined. Since he is willing to accept the challenge of others, it proves that he has foreseen all kinds of possibilities in his heart. Perhaps he is conceiving the thematic mood of his work. ”

Lin Canghai grinned and said, "You trust him." ”

"He really can be trusted." Qiandu said.

"It always feels like there's a story hidden between the two of you. It's like we've known each other before. Lin Canghai said in an extremely small voice.

Qiandu smiled and did not answer.

Chu Ning's work is about to be completed, and Li Muyang has not yet finished writing. Therefore, almost half of the students of the painting academy gathered next to Chu Ning's painting case.

Li Muyang was surrounded by a lot of birds, and occasionally someone cast their eyes over, and found that Li Muyang was still walking around there, a picture of my uninspired-holding appearance, and then quickly retracted his gaze and concentrated on appreciating the masterpiece of Chu Ning, the princess of the west wind.

After all, beautiful women are always more popular. This is true everywhere.

"The pen is cumbersome, and the line is tight and continuous, this is Gu Sanjue's iron line drawing method——"

"Gu Sanjue is the ancestor of our Gu master, and the people of the time call it the three uniques: painting, literature and infatuation - Chu Ning has won the charm of Gu's iron line drawing, and Gu Shi is afraid that he will also have extra points in his heart-"

"Princess Zephyr lives up to her name, I'm afraid she has already locked the battle situation in advance-"――

Gu Huangwu also stood next to him and admired Chu Ning's paintings, and every time he saw a wonderful place, he would lift the gourd and pour a sip of wine.

Before I finished reading a painting, I drank a gourd of wine first.

"Master Gu, what do you think of Chu Ning's works?" Song Zhiyun asked out loud. He had been guarding next to Gu Huangwu, and when he saw Gu Huangwu drinking non-stop, he knew that he liked Chu Ning's paintings. In order to help Chu Ning become famous and let everyone know Chu Ning's status in Gu Shi's mind, he took the initiative to ask.

If Master Gu praised Chu Ning in public a few more words, then Chu Ning would immediately become famous and immediately become a leader of the younger generation.

"Not bad." Gu Huangwu said loudly.

Song Zhiyun was a little anxious in his heart, just a 'good' word was too perfunctory, he needed Gu Huang's exact words of praise. In that case, it will be easier to make up a story and spread the story.

"Students are dull and can't see good or bad. Dare to ask Gu Shi to guide us through the maze. Song Zhiyun asked again.

Gu Huangwu poured himself another sip of spirits, but he did not hesitate to praise him, and said: "Use the pen like a spring silkworm spinning silk, spring clouds float in the air, flowing water is natural and smooth." ”

Gu Huangwu pointed to the children chasing each other again, and said, "The scenery is good to paint, and it is difficult to find." The essence of this painting is in the children chasing each other, the peach blossoms in their hands are more vivid than the peach blossoms in the garden, and they can also represent the spring when the flowers are in full bloom - the finishing touch, the autumn of falling leaves. It's a wonderful painting. ”

"I see." Song Zhiyun's gaze followed Gu Barren's fingers, nodded again and again, and said, "I didn't understand it before, but after listening to Master Gu's point, I saw that those children actually had a lifelike feeling." Cute and lively, jumping on the page. ”

Song Zhiyun knew that his goal had been achieved.

'With a pen like a spring silkworm spinning silk, spring clouds float in the air, flowing water, natural and smooth', just based on the comments of these words, Chu Ning has already squeezed into the ranks of first-class painters in China.

He pondered in his heart that he wanted the Song family to spread this matter. The Song family is known as the imperial library, and there are many talents in the house. Let them arrange today's competition into a wonderful and exciting story, and Chu Ning will immediately become famous throughout the empire. In that case, Chu Ning would definitely be very grateful to himself in his heart, right? Even the west wind royal family is happy to see their princess become an admired great painter.

"To look at a painting, you have to look at it with your eyes and taste it with your heart. But when you've seen a lot, look at the first look. Look at the weather, artistic conception, and style at first sight. The painter has ten realms, the first of which is the realm of illusion. The person in front of him or the peach blossom has a half-virtual and half-real side. Virtuality and reality, virtual and real. How to deal with the virtual place, how to present the real place. After dealing with this, the work can really enter the grade. There are countless people in this realm. ”

"The second realm is the realm outside the painting. A good work can not only reflect the scene presented by the painting, but also make people think about it and have a far-reaching impact. The realm inside the painting can be described, but the meaning outside the painting is difficult to find. There are more than 1,000 people in China. ”

"The third realm is the realm of clumsy ugliness. Beauty and ugliness, ingenuity and clumsiness, how to define? Lao Tzu said, 'Great ingenuity is clumsy'. Some beauty is ugly, some ugly is beauty. Too much is self-defeating, and big clumsiness is a coincidence. There are less than 100 people in Shenzhou. ”

"The fourth realm of the painter is the realm of loneliness, where the water does not flow and the flowers do not bloom. The spring breeze does not blow, and the winter snow does not melt. The whole world fell silent. This situation and this scene can make people sad the most. There are only a few dozen people in Shenzhou. ”

Hearing Gu Huangwu commenting on Chu Ning's paintings and talking about the Ten Realms of the Painter, the students gathered around and listened carefully, and some people took out paper and pens to take notes.

Even Li Muyang's only two hardcore supporters, Qiandu and Lin Canghai, were attracted by Gu Barren's narration, and they abandoned Li Muyang and gathered around the crowd. I want to hear what Master Gu said, which are the ten realms of painters.

After Gu Huangwu finished talking about the lonely realm, he lifted the gourd and began to pour wine as if he was quite lonely.

"Master Gu, what is the fifth realm?" Someone asked anxiously.

"The fifth realm is the realm of dissoluteness. Zeng Gong Shiyun: I am also depressed, so far more comfortable. As a chic natural solution. As an aesthetic concept, 'Xiao San' refers to being spiritually unrestrained, and the atmosphere is bleak and relaxed, loose and sparse, and transcends all order. Poets known for their sparseness include Tao Yuanming, Meng Haoran, Wang Wei, Wei Yingwu and other famous people who have been passed down through the ages. Painters also include Ni Yunlin, Huang Gongwang, Dong Qichang and other national teachers. They roam the mountains and forests, free and joyful. They call themselves mountain people, and I prefer to call them immortals. ”

"They are all admirable characters." Someone sighed.

"My painting is ready." Li Muyang shouted excitedly.

When he turned around, he found that there was no one around.