The New Year is approaching, and the masters and students of the Guozijian are naturally on vacation, and today is the last class of the year.

The students recited aloud, as if they were elegantly happy, and Luo Fuzi asked the students to express their opinions, sometimes nodding in approval and sometimes shaking their heads and sighing at their impassioned or impulsive remarks.

It was when he was immersed in the comfortable atmosphere of swimming in this sea of learning, when a student suddenly hurried in, and when he saw Luo Yuanjing's dissatisfied gaze sweeping over, he hurriedly stood up straight, cleaned up his slightly messy outfit, and then stepped forward quickly.

"Master is gracious, there are guests outside the door who want to see you." Although he deliberately lowered his voice, he still attracted the attention of many students present.

"Who?" Luo Yuanjing's brows furrowed uncheckably, if it was an ordinary person or an official, he would come when he came, why should he be so flustered, it must be that the person who came was not good.

"Yes, it's Jinyiwei." The student said with a slightly flustered expression.

The sound of birds and birds reading was suddenly quiet, and the three words of Jinyiwei made the faces of many students present change, either solemn or frightened, and more than a dozen people turned their eyes to Luo Yuanjing, waiting for the priest to speak.

"Panic, what kind of system."

Luo Yuanjing, who hated iron but not steel, reprimanded coldly: "The person who comes is a guest, even if it is a Jinyi guard." ”

"Students are taught." The students bowed down and bowed.

Luo Yuanjing swept over the group of students in disappointment, and said to the messenger: "Go and invite him in." ”

After a while, everyone looked at the person who appeared at the door with bated breath, not the Jinyiwei who embroidered the spring knife in the imaginary flying fish suit, but their classmate, Yang Zhiyuan.

"The students have seen the priest." Yang Zhiyuan bowed.

When Luo Yuanjing saw him, he reprimanded with a straight face: "Why are you here, it's not that today's class has been completed." ”

Guozijian has many students, and naturally there are many teachers, and Luo Fuzi can't and can't give lectures to everyone, so there are only about a dozen students in his classroom.

Yang Zhiyuan is also a student of Guozijian, and at this time, he should be studying under the guidance of another master, seeing him appear here, Luo Fuzi, who already has a very bad impression of this gentleman, is even more dissatisfied.

"Young Master Yang is here to lead the way for the official, I hope the master doesn't blame."

Lu Hanjiang's voice came from behind, he was wearing a big jacket, holding a stove in his hand, and two hundred households behind him, each holding a few scrolls in his arms.

Luo Yuanjing saw that Lu Hanjiang had no good face, and he said: "I don't know what Lord Lu is doing here, the old man is teaching, please wait for a while." ”

"There are friends from afar, and they are very happy, at the banquet of His Majesty, the old master and the official talked very happily and became a confidant, and now the official has made a special trip to visit, why is the master so estranged."

Lu Hanjiang smiled and walked into the classroom, without waiting for Yang Zhiyuan to go up to find a seat for him, those students stepped back one by one as if they had seen a demon.

Finding a seat at random and sitting down, Lu Hanjiang said: "I heard that the master is also good at calligraphy and painting, and this official specially collected a few paintings of Mr. 'Baimei', and asked the master to taste and taste them to see if they are true or false." ”

As he spoke, he gestured to the two hundred households, and the two strode into the classroom, unfolding the paintings in their arms one by one and spreading them on each table.

Luo Fuzi snorted lightly, as if he didn't care, when he heard Lu Hanjiang say the word "white eyebrows", he knew that this person must have come to find fault, but when he saw those paintings, he almost couldn't hold back his anger and became angry.

"This, that's what you collected, Mr. 'White Eyebrows'?" Luo Fuzi only glanced at it and turned his face away, for fear that the thing would stain his eyes.

No one present could not hear the master's anger, even after Yang Zhiyuan took a look, his face turned bitter, and he secretly said that he was in trouble again.

Don't think that the gentlemen are all daily voices and dogs and horses who don't learn and have no skills, you must know that Yang Zhiyuan is also a character in many gentlemen, and he may not be able to do anything when it comes to reading and writing, but if you want to say that this vision, he is no worse than others.

For example, this calligraphy and painting, Yang Zhiyuan can not only see the authenticity of the painting at a glance, but even roughly estimate the price, after all, this thing is not only a good thing for him to give gifts, but also can be exchanged for silver when he is tight, and he is naturally very clear about the doorway.

So after just taking a look, Yang Zhiyuan guessed the purpose of Lu Hanjiang's trip, probably to embarrass Luo Fuzi, after all, these paintings are not even Gao Yi's works, they are purely insulting.

But this heart is bitter, although it is said that if you offend Old Master Luo, I am afraid that the future will be bleak after you become a leader, but if you offend Jinyiwei, I don't know if there is a future.

After weighing the benefits and disadvantages in his heart, Yang Zhiyuan leaned in to Jinyiwei and corrected his position, and Lu Hanjiang also asked: "Why, adults think these paintings are all fakes?" ”

"Hmph."

Luo Yuanjing sneered, ignoring Lu Hanjiang's question, Mr. Bai Mei is himself, not to mention that if he draws such an ugly work and has no face, it is his disciple who draws such a shameful thing and dares to sell it, then it is better to be expelled from the master.

"Since the old master doesn't want to comment, I don't know what you think?" Lu Hanjiang turned his head and looked at the many students who were like facing the enemy.

A few students, you look at me, I look at you, no one dares to answer, or Yang Zhiyuan immediately stood up when he saw this, and pointed to one of them casually and said: "I dare to say a word, and look at this "Xuemei", the ink pen Danqing, such as the clouds and flowing water around the plain paper, Zhanhanhai Chongshan is still beautiful, it must be made by Mr. 'Baimei'." ”

This is purely talking nonsense with his eyes open, but no one dares to say anything, Yang Zhiyuan sighed to himself, then looked at one of the students and asked, "What does Brother Li think?" ”

"Ah, this ......" The student surnamed Li who was named looked bitter, and he didn't know how to greet Yang Zhiyuan's family again, and reluctantly came out and said: "What Brother Yang said, what Brother Yang said ......"

In all kinds of embarrassment, he saw the two brocade guards standing there expressionlessly, and hurriedly said: "Brother Yang said yes, but it is a rare and good painting, it must be made by Mr. 'Baimei'......"

As soon as these words came out, Yang Zhiyuan and the two hundred households smiled happily, and Luo Fuzi's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Then, Yang Zhiyuan pointed out the name of another student surnamed Lu: "What does Brother Lu think?" ”

"This ......"

The student surnamed Lu saw that the student surnamed Li couldn't raise his head in shame, so he hardened a little and said: "This brushwork is a little mediocre, it seems to be ......."

"Oh, mediocrity?" Hearing this, Lu Hanjiang raised his eyebrows and glanced back at him.

The two glanced at each other, and the student surnamed Lu immediately broke out in a cold sweat, and knelt down directly: "I am losing my words, I am losing my words!" Not mediocrity, but ...... Different, right! Larger than life! I also think that it was painted by Mr. Hakumei......"

Then, Lu Hanjiang swept his gaze over the students, and the voices of all sizes expressed their approval.

The corners of his mouth hooked, and he waved: "In this case, these paintings will be given to you, since they are master paintings, you still have to cherish them, this official still has something to discuss with Luo Fuzi, you step back first." ”

"The student quits."

Regardless of whether they were named or not, these students looked like they had been amnestied, and they didn't forget to salute Luo Fuzi after taking the paintings, and then left quickly.

After the students retreated, Lu Hanjiang also retreated from the others, looked at the old master Naluo with a smile and asked, "What do you think, adults?" ”