After Zhuo Wen invited the second elder inside, the sound of conversation came from inside the house from time to time, and everyone could vaguely hear the words "painting" and "brushwork", thinking that the people inside were "discussing painting", they couldn't help but be slightly surprised. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Originally, they thought that Tao Zhu Ergong came to the door to teach Zhuo Wen, but they didn't expect that he came to exchange painting with Zhuo Wen... At a young age, Zhuo Wen was already able to "discuss painting" with two eighty-year-old painters, how profound does this knowledge have to be to do this?

At this time, there was a small episode, only to see a tall and thin figure squeezing in from the crowd and accidentally colliding with Zhuo Shan.

"Hey, Brother Lin, why are you here?" Zhuo Shan was in an annoyed and angry mood, and just wanted to scold someone who doesn't have long eyes, but as soon as he looked up and saw the person coming, his eyes couldn't help but light up, the person in front of him, isn't it Lin Fei?

Although Lin Feng is not good-looking, his background is not good, he is the only son of the general of Xuancheng City, with his identity, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the young city lord of Xuancheng, if he can have a good relationship with him, it will be of great benefit to himself who is now isolated and helpless in the Zhuo family.

If he can get acquainted with such a character, Zhuo Wen will have to weigh himself in the future. Thinking about it, Zhuo Shan smiled and arched his hands: "It's rare to have a fateful meeting, how about Brother Lin, are you interested in going to Feng Yage for a drink? ”

Glancing at Zhuo Shan, Lin Wei shook his head.

If it was in the past, Lin Feng might have been interested in traveling in a chic way, but now, he has understood his own shortcomings, and he is anxious to find a solution.

Although Zhuo Wen had already pointed out the direction for himself before, after Lin Feng went back, he thought about it and felt that he was still a little confused, so he had to come to visit in person, hoping to get Zhuo Wen's guidance again.

At this moment, Lin Feng seems to have lost his previous arrogance, and has become low-key and calm, but his face is still a little pale, it seems that the previous battle has consumed him a lot.

"I'm here to visit a painter, so let's stop drinking. "It's also polite to arch, Lin Wei staggered Zhuo Shan and continued to move forward, his goal is obvious, that is, Zhuo Wen's honorary painter courtyard.

Seeing that Lin Feng actually brushed his face and went to knock on Zhuo Wen's wooden door instead, in contrast, Zhuo Shan felt uncomfortable: "Hmph, what kind of painting predecessors, isn't it just for Tao Zhu Ergong, this Zhuo Wen is really lucky, maybe he can hug Lin Fei's thigh like this, and then show off in Zhuo's house..."

Zhuo Shan had just said half of his words, but the words in Lin Fei's mouth made him a little stunned and even shocked.

"Senior Lin Fang, meet Mr. Wen and ask to see him. But I saw Lin Fang knock on the door three times, then took half a step back, arched his hands, and bowed to the wooden door.

Those Zhuo family teenagers who don't know Lin Fei are just chatting about surprise, but for these Zhuo family bigwigs who are waiting around, Lin Fei's line is no different from a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

As the major deacons and important members of the Zhuo family, how could they not know Lin Fei, but it was because they knew each other that they felt incredible!

In everyone's impression, this son of Lin Shoujiang is naturally arrogant, and almost no one in his age group pays attention to him, and in Xuancheng, only Tao Zhu Ergong has the power of Wuzhi Mountain to him, and now, he is not for Tao Zhu Ergong, but for Zhuo Wen? Moreover, he came to visit Zhuo Wen so self-defeatingly, and even regarded himself as a junior, and kept calling Zhuo Wen "Mr. Wen"! What is the situation?

Zhuo Shan on the side of the "......" saw this, and the mouth that had just hung up didn't close for a long time, he couldn't believe his ears, and he couldn't see it in a blink of an eye, this Zhuo Wen has a descendant? And he is also the son of a big man like Lin Fei? That is to say, the person he wants to make friends with in every possible way is actually just Zhuo Wen's younger brother or something?

I only feel that in the inner world, the painting heart that was finally healed was shaken again, Zhuo Shan wanted to die, the same Zhuo family boys, the same painting children, why is the gap between each other so big?

Hearing Lin Fei's voice outside the door, Zhuo Wen couldn't help frowning slightly, this kid, what is he doing here? Do you think I'm not messy enough? Originally, Zhuo Wen didn't want to deal with him, but people just had the patience to keep shouting and begging to see him.

"Let him in, or with that boy's stubborn temper, I'm afraid he won't leave until dark." Tao Gong shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Zhuo Wen nodded and shouted casually outside the door: "Come in." ”

Lin Fei, who was outside the door, was overjoyed when he heard this, and couldn't wait to open the door, and was about to step in, but he didn't expect a young girl figure to be one step faster than him, but it was Zhuo Ting.

"My sister visited her brother-in-law and asked to come in to observe. The naughty and clever voice came, but Zhuo Wen was full of doubts, and said strangely, when did I have a sister-in-law?

"Are you Zhuo Ting?" turned his head, and saw this girl who was squeezed on the threshold with Lin Feng and no one would let anyone, an impression couldn't help but come to mind, Zhuo Wen couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly. That's right, at the moment, this girl is Zhuo Ya's best friend and her cousin Zhuo Ting, speaking of which, she is still a painting boy in the same issue as herself, but she hasn't seen her for a long time, this girl is becoming more and more good at dressing up, and Zhuo Wen almost didn't recognize it.

At the moment, this girl calls herself brother-in-law, although it is not excluded that there is a set of similar ingredients, but more, it is because she and Zhuoya are already a young couple in her eyes, right?

"Then come in. Zhuo Wen said with a smile.

Lin Zhuoting immediately walked into the house and closed the door by the way, leaving a group of people outside stunned and looking at each other.

Outside, Lin Wei didn't feel the pressure, but after entering the inside, he felt the solemn atmosphere around him, and he couldn't help but sweat slightly.

Right now, Zhuo Wen and Tao Zhu Ergong are like three peak swordsmen who are fighting at the top of Bauhinia, and from each other, they both exude a fierce aura that people can't force to look at, especially in the face of Zhuo Wen's glance, Lin Fei is even more nervous, and he has a faint feeling like he is about to face a test.

"You can find a place to sit. "In the hall, there are just five short Zhuo for discussion, placed in a positive pentagonal shape, and one in the middle, needless to say that of course it is Zhuo Wen's position, even Tao Zhu Ergong can only sit on the left and right sides of him respectively, not daring to lean on the old, obviously affirming Zhuo Wen's identity and status.

Seeing that even Tao Zhu Ergong was so cautious and didn't dare to be rude, Zhuo Wen's impression couldn't help but become more and more unfathomable in Lin Fei's heart, and he hurriedly took off his shoes and rested them on the shoe rack, walked lightly, and slowly knelt down at the empty low table under Tao Gong.

"Wen Huakui, forgive the old man for not agreeing with your statement. The addition of Lin Feng and Zhuo Ting did not interrupt the topic of the scene, and Tao Gong's voice continued.

Tao Gong felt that if a painter wants to make great achievements, he must copy the handwriting of the sages, follow the rules, follow the steps, follow the way of the sages, and learn the law of the sages. Even Zhu Gong maintained the same opinion on this point, after all, Mozhou has been teaching and educating people like this for thousands of years, but at the moment, Zhuo Wen has a very different opinion.

Zhuo Wen felt that the painter's gaze should not be limited to the sage, the wisdom of mortal craftsmen, the swordsmanship of martial arts, but where there is a reference, you can learn, the real painter should be able to combine the strengths of a hundred schools, the sea is inclusive, in order to innovate, this is Zhuo Wen's original words, among which his sentence "threesomes must have my teacher" particularly impressed Zhu Gong, under a few words, the novelty of his words, the excellence of his insight, suddenly made Zhu Gong shocked.

Tao Gong still expressed his dissatisfaction, isn't this nonsense? How noble is the way of painting, how can it be related to these cheap things? However, after listening to Zhuo Wen's explanation of the "pen saint" and the "paper saint", he was speechless.

Ironically, the person who created the brush was not a painter, but a martial artist named "Meng Tian" in ancient times, that is, the founder of "Brush Felling". What's even more interesting is that the founder of even the paper is not a painter, but a craftsman eunuch named "Cai Lun", although this does sound ridiculous, but it is real history.

Meng Tian and Cai Lun have never stepped into the painting road in their lives, but their reputation as the "pen saint" and "paper saint" in the landscape world is second only to the painting ancestor and several famous painting saints, so it can be seen, after all, if there is no great achievement in their work, the painting road will not be prosperous development and inheritance, and there will be no opportunity for the three of them to sit here and talk about painting.

"With all due respect, it's not wrong to say that Ergong's opinion is wrong, but it's still too limited, in my opinion, we as painters should release our own ideas, have the courage to be unrestrained and tenacious, if you always focus on the inheritance of the sages, it is undoubtedly behind closed doors. “

Taking a sip of tea, Zhuo Wen continued: "The realm of the two has been staying at the peak of the realm of resemblance and cannot break through, I think, it is because the two of them 'copying' the idea is too heavy, which affects your painting mind, in other words, too much attention to the superficial kung fu, so that you are limited by the theoretical frame of 'line', so that you can naturally not understand the mystery of 'meaning'. ”

A word to wake up the person in the dream, Zhuo Wen's statement of finding a different way can be said to have created a new theory on the painting road, so that the second prince couldn't help but introspect deeply when he was shocked again.

For countless years, the people of the landscape pay the most attention to the inheritance, in the eyes of many people, if you want to succeed, you must learn from the sages to copy the ancestors, but Zhuo Wen is just the opposite, even advocated the long sea of hundreds of rivers, but also put forward the painter should have an unheard of imagination This unheard of novel statement, so that the second prince felt at a loss for a while, and couldn't help but feel out of time.

The face full of wrinkles is like a barren land that has been blown by the wind, Tao Gong's eyebrows are engraved with a deep "Sichuan" shape, and finally he bowed his head and sighed, and the old claws arched: "The views of the literary and artistic kui are out of Chen Chaofan, and it is really sharp. ”

Zhu Gong's sad wrinkles were like dry ditches, at that moment, Zhu Gong's cloudy old eyes could be said to see a glimmer of dawn from a teenager for the first time, as if what was shown in front of him was not a teenager at all, but a new map of the world of painting, which made Zhu Gong sigh!

From that time on, Zhu Gong believed that Xuancheng would never be the end of the young man in front of him, and his future might be able to stand higher and farther, far beyond the reach of the two of them together...

Listening to the sound of Zhuo Wen and Ergong going back and forth on painting, it was as unfathomable as a book from heaven, Lin Wei was sitting precariously, it could be said that he didn't dare to breathe, and even began to take out a pen and paper to take notes.

In comparison, Zhuo Ting seemed a little casual and unrestrained, her little head looked left and right, and she seemed very curious about her surroundings, especially when she saw that Zhuo Wen was able to communicate with Tao Zhu, two old painters who had been immersed in painting for decades, and even refute them, she couldn't help but be even more surprised, and the beautiful eyes that looked at Zhuo Wen were blinking, full of admiration.

can say that the two living signboards of Xuancheng are ashamed, isn't this enough to show Zhuo Wen's excellence?

In the heart of every ignorant and newly opened girl, there is an omnipotent Prince Charming. This prince is excellent, tall, handsome, and has a wise eye, excellent insight, and a dusty temperament. Undoubtedly, the current Zhuo Wen meets the above conditions, and naturally Zhuo Ting's heart is rippling and full of longing.

Zhuo Ting couldn't help but envy her cousin Zhuo Ya's insight, and she was able to dig out such an excellent man in the Zhuo family's miscellaneous courtyard, however, thinking about it, she didn't dare to hope for it now, after all, Zhuo Wen had passed by her several times in the past, and she regarded it as air...

A light suddenly burst out of Zhuo Wen's body, as dazzling as ever, Tao Zhu and the two dukes looked at each other and smiled bitterly, how could they never have imagined that they were now eighty years old, they were actually ignited by a fifteen-year-old boy, and they were recognized by the Holy Ancestor as having the merit of teaching, this is the same as saying that they are Zhuo Wen's students, it is really an indescribable irony, compared with Zhuo Wen, they have really lived to dogs in their eighty years of life... (To be continued.) )