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Jiang Xia opened his eyes and saw that the incense had already burned a third of the way, and this time Jiang Xia finally began to get anxious. (Please search Bayi Chinese Net, the fastest updated novel website!) He picked up seven or eight paintbrushes from the table and began to paint together.

From the moment Jiang Xia began to paint, everyone saw that his temperament had changed.

Get serious.

Seriousness is an essence that many people should have, if everything is not taken seriously, then how can it be successful?

But Jiang Xia is different, the feeling of seriousness appears in him, and I have to say that there is a deep sense of disobedience, as if he was born with that kind of loose and shameless appearance.

Not long after "Huh" Jiangxia began, Wang Qianxun had already finished painting. He nodded with satisfaction after one last look, and then Wang Qianxun stepped out of the way, and Mo Zhongyu wrote the inscription where he had deliberately left.

After writing it, the two of them examined the painting in front of them together, and I have to say that this painting is indeed a rare and excellent work.

The theme of the painting is "Deep Mountain Tibetan Temple". In order to fit this theme, Wang Qianxun painted a high mountain that goes straight into the sky, and there is an ancient temple halfway up the mountain, half of which is half exposed, which is exactly the theme of the ancient temple in the deep mountain.

Looking at Wang Qianxun's words, the mountains he painted are steep and majestic. Although it is only a painting, it makes people feel a sense of danger at a glance.

But anyone who is an insider can see at a glance that Wang Qianxun has indeed worked hard in painting, his brushwork is round, the lines are strong, not only the composition layout is magnificent, even some subtle details are also painted vividly. Sure enough, it is worthy of being a danqing shenghua, and it is really a vain man under the fame.

Looking at Mo Zhongyu's words again, those who know the line will understand that Mo Zhongyu is learning Cai Ti as soon as they look at that word. The four masters of the Northern Song Dynasty, Su Huang Mi Cai, in which Cai refers to Cai Jing.

Perhaps many people will hear the name Cai Jing and say, "Cai Jing?" Isn't that a great traitor of the Northern Song Dynasty? Indeed, Cai Jing is a traitor, but he is also a calligrapher and a writer.

Cai Jing's calligraphy began under the tutelage of Cai Xiang and Xu Jihai. Later, he changed to Shen Chuanshi, then changed to Ouyang Xun, and then learned the "two kings", that is, Wang Xizhi and Wang Xianzhi, the two fathers and sons. In middle age, Cai Jing's calligraphy is self-contained, and it has the feeling of gathering the strengths of hundreds of schools.

Mo Zhongyu should be a person who has worked hard in Cai's body, and his characters are basically similar to eight points and four points like gods. Don't underestimate the four-point look, just these four-point looks, basically can be said to be a first-class calligrapher.

The two are painted and worded, and they complement each other well, making Wang Qianxun's painting more and more perfect.

Looking at Jiang Xia's side again, everyone looked at the incense nervously, praying that it would burn slower, and at the same time looked at Jiang Xia nervously, hoping that he would be faster.

In the end, Jiang Xia put the pen away and sighed: "Fortunately, it's finally over." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the incense happened to burn out. All the onlookers breathed a sigh of relief.

Comparing calligraphy and Danqing, Jiang Xia, Wang Qianxun and Mo Zhongyu don't need outsiders to judge, they will set their own standards. If you say anything about cheating and denying it, it won't, because it is an insult to calligraphy and danqing lovers.

Jiang Xia, Wang Qianxun, and Mo Zhongyu had a very tacit understanding and changed positions.

Wang Qianxun and Mo Zhongyu were shocked at the first glance of Jiangxia's paintings, since it is a Tibetan temple in the deep mountains, then Jiangxia's paintings are indispensable to have mountains. However, Jiangxia's mountains were too majestic, and Wang Qianxun trembled all over his body just by looking at them, because he knew that his Danqing skills were too far away from Jiangxia's, and the boundary was too obvious.

And Mo Zhongyu was even more shocked.

Jiang Xia's words, the font used, he hadn't even seen it. This time, Jiangxia still uses Dong Ti, Dong Qichang has not yet been born at this moment, and there is naturally no Dong Ti in this world.

Dong Qichang's calligraphy is elegant and heavy, with a majestic momentum but also a delicate and elegant beauty. The key is that it is self-contained and can be called a generation of masters. Jiang Xia has a deep understanding of Dong Qichang's calligraphy, so he basically has a nine-point look. Now that as soon as it was written, Mo Zhongyu immediately thought that this font was created by Jiang Xia.

Create your own font – this is something that only a master calligrapher can do. Mo Zhongyu's eyes suddenly dimmed, and he knew that he was also defeated.

Suddenly, Mo Zhongyu's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "He's defeated, he's defeated." ”

Jiang Xia looked at Mo Zhongyu and smiled slightly, but did not speak. Wang Wenbo, who was watching from the sidelines, asked, "Where is Jiangxia's defeat?"

As soon as Wang Wenbo said this, the people around him knew that the name of this beautiful son who could recite poetry and was good at calligraphy and painting was Jiangxia.

The girls around "Jiang Xia" have secretly memorized this name.

Mo Zhongyu said excitedly: "The title of our painting is 'Tibetan Temple in the Deep Mountains', if you look at his painting, where is there a temple? ”

Wang Wenbo was slightly startled after hearing this, and glanced at the whole painting, and indeed did not see the temple. His brows furrowed slightly, thinking to himself, could it really be that Brother Jiang missed it?

Wang Wenbo looked at Jiang Xia, hoping that Jiang Xia could explain one or two with his clever tongue. Who knew that Jiang Xia did not defend himself, but turned his eyes to Wang Qianxun and asked, "Brother Wang, what do you think?

Wang Qianxun took a deep breath, clenched his fists and said very hard: "I lost." ”

"Why, Brother Wang, he obviously didn't paint"

"Enough. Wang Qianxun sighed, and the whole person seemed to be drained of strength: "No temple is better than a temple, what is silent is better than sound, I finally understand." ”

As he spoke, Wang Qianxun pointed to one of the places in the finger painting, and then to another place.

The surrounding onlookers looked at the place pointed by Wang Qianxun, Mo Zhongyu was stunned for a moment, and Wang Wenbo's eyes lit up. He nodded and said, "Sure enough." ”

Indeed, Jiang Xia did not paint a temple on the painting, but only a majestic mountain.

But he painted a monk halfway up the mountain drawing water in front of a waterfall, and at the same time a man kneeling at the foot of the mountain and looking reverently at the mountain.

Why do monks fetch water? Naturally, it is for laundry and cooking. He appeared halfway up the mountain to draw water, apparently telling the crowd that there was a temple in the mountain.

And the man kneeling at the foot of the mountain testifies to this, and his pious appearance also shows that the temple in the mountain must still be a very good temple.

Seeing the monk and the worshippers, everyone not only knew that there was a temple hidden in the mountain, but also wanted to see what was going on. The whole painting is not only in line with the theme, but also as if it has been painted.

Wang Qianxun and Mo Zhongyu both knelt on the ground weakly, and the two of them kowtowed three times, and then shouted three times: "I obey." ”

Seeing Wang Qianxun and Mo Zhongyu like this, everyone understood that this time the Xun Literature Society was defeated, and it was very badly defeated.

There is one person in the country, and there are five people in the Xun Literature Society. Now there are just four games, and Xun Literature Club has lost all four games. Next, there is a He Yinzin, who is known as a demon with a lot of wisdom.

Jiang Xia had noticed this person from the beginning.

He was different from the other four talents, none of the other four talents stood there pretending to be a handsome son, and the folding fans in the hands of the four of them were sometimes retracted and sometimes unfolded, as if they were deliberately attracting attention.

And He Yinzin is different, from the beginning he stood half a step behind the four people, and the folding fan in his hand was held in his hand and never unfolded. Since the beginning of the confrontation, he has not opened his mouth, nor has he spoken, but has just observed silently.

Jiang Xia has understood a truth since he was still a beggar, a dog that likes to bark does not want people, and a dog that does not bark will die when it bites someone.

Now that Li Yunqing, Sun Mowen, Wang Qianxun and Mo Zhongyu have all been defeated, the only one who can save a little face for Xun Literature Society is He Yinzin alone.

Jiang Xia looked at He Yinzin with interest, and asked lightly, "How is it?"

"It's up to you. ”

"Cryptozinc, go compare with him. He can't compare to you anyway. ”

Wisdom is as much as a demon, which is naturally a compliment, but it cannot be measured by a standard, so it cannot be compared. So when Sun Mowen and the others instigated He Yinzin to compare with Jiang Xia, they couldn't think of letting He Yinzin compare with Jiang Xia.

In the face of Sun Mowen's instigation, He Yinzhen seemed to be completely unmoved, he shook his head and bowed to Jiang Xia and said: "Brother Jiang is highly talented, proficient in poetry and Danqing calligraphy, I admire it." ”

"You're welcome. Jiang Xia also bowed his hand and returned the salute.

When others open their mouths, they praise you, but you must not speak ill of you.

Jiang Xia glanced at Sun Mowen and them, and said with a smile: "Then what kind of digging people's graves, falling to the ground in seven steps, not distinguishing between single and double, and rusty iron hooks have all been defeated, don't you want to save a little face for them?"

"I don't want to. He Yinzhen replied very dryly, he said with a smile: "Although the five of us have been named the title of the Five Great Talents by the good deeds, I, He Yinzin, think that I am not as good as the four brothers, they each have their own skills, but I don't know how to learn." Since the four brothers have been defeated, why should I come out to sacrifice my ugliness? ”

Hearing He Yinzhen say this, Jiang Xia had a little admiration for him in his heart, this person is indeed a smart person, and he really lives up to the reputation of being as wise as a demon.

He Yinzhen made it clear that he would not compare with Jiang Xia, and praised the other four for their own skills, and at the same time said that they were not as good as the four. In this way, he will not blame him if he is not better than the four, but if he compares, there will be a problem.

Just imagine, if He Yinzin loses, his reputation will inevitably be damaged, and he will also be despised by the people of Xun Literature Society, and if he wins, he will offend the four people who have lost, so that those four people think that He Yinzin stepped on their failures and was isolated.

Originally, Jiang Xia thought that this matter was over, but who knew that He Yinzhen also added: "But with all due respect, I admire Gongzi very much, but I don't admire Guozijian very much." ”

"Oh, how do you say that?" Jiang Xia frowned slightly.

He Yinzhen smiled faintly and said, "If I am not mistaken, Your Excellency must have just entered the National Prison." Your Excellency does not have to deny that there are very few people who dare to assert that among all the wise men present can tell who you are. ”

At this time, the faces of the doctors of Guozijian all changed slightly, Jiang Xia only came today, who knows who he is.

Jiang Xia had no choice but to nod and said with a smile: "That's right, I did just enter the National Prison. ”

"Hmph. He Yinzhen snorted lightly and said with a smile: "Look, Brother Tai has just entered the Guozijian not long ago, so it proves that the skills he learned are not obtained in the Guozijian." Then the victory or defeat of this competition is only a few of us lost to Brother Tai, not to Guozijian. With all due respect, I dare to say that no one dares to come out to fight except for my brothers, if there is a victory over my four brothers, I will kowtow a hundred times in Jixianmen, but anyone dares to take it?"

Jiang Xia secretly said in his heart, among the five talents, I am afraid that this He Yinzin is the most difficult, and a few simple words actually diverted the attention of the defeat of this competition and changed the nature. Its ability to adapt to changes and its ability to observe in detail is terrifying.

As soon as He Yinzin said this, no one in the country dared to come out to take it. He Yinzin smiled slightly disdainfully, he shook his head and said, "Sure enough, it's as I expected." ”

After speaking, He Yinzhen looked at Jiang Xia again and said, "Brother Tai, forgive me for my blunt advice." You are like a crane falling among the chickens, and you are in the company of these people all day long, I am afraid that Brother Tai's talent and attainments will not advance but retreat. If I were a brother, I would consider whether to change to our Xun Literature Society, at least there are people in the channel competing with each other, and Yu Brothertai's knowledge will also be of great benefit. ”

Words of heart, words of heart.

Jiang Xia was a little angry. This is too insidious.

The sentence "The crane falls among the chickens" seems to be praising Jiang Xia, but it is actually dividing Jiang Xia and Guozijian. What will the people of Guozijian think of Jiang Xia in the future? Oh, you are an immortal crane, we are all local chickens, so we can still play happily together?

Again, He Yinzin is still poaching in public, which is again dividing the relationship between Jiang Xia and those doctors. If a student is better than himself, isn't that a slap in the face for those of them who are teachers?

Jiang Xia smiled and shook his head, he could already feel the atmosphere behind him change. Jiang Xia lightly spit out two words: "Fart!"

He Yinzin was slightly stunned, and Jiang Xia said bluntly: "Do you know that you like to fart?"

He Yinzin didn't expect Jiang Xia to speak so directly, he bowed down and asked, "Brother Jiang, where did you say that?"

Jiang Xia smiled slightly, he pointed to the people behind him, then turned to look at He Yinzhen and asked, "Do you think you are stronger than the future of this group of countries behind me, the social elite?" I can sue you that the future of the Ming Dynasty depends on them, not you. A group of people who only know poetry and songs, ask for piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and dare to call themselves what kind of genius they are, which is really laughing off their big teeth. Let me tell you what is the difference between you and the prisoners of our country!"

ps: Thank you for your big support, just said that you came to hold it, it's so face-giving. In addition, Biyu Cangda is right in the book review, and I also think that "Peach Blossom Song" is inappropriate to use there, but it's already there, please forgive me.

It's not that Tiger is unreceptive to opinions, it's just that he doesn't like nitpicking, or completely subjective statements. It seems that Biyu Cangda said it, and the tiger feels very reasonable.

But for example, some book reviews that illustrate that there are few literary prisons in the Ming Dynasty dare not agree, whether there are more or less literary prisons in the Ming Dynasty, it doesn't matter if you don't read the history of the Ming Dynasty, Baidu can easily understand it by asking Du Niang

In short, the tiger is not a broad-minded person, but it is not narrow-minded either. I built a spit building for everyone to complain about.,I hope you can go to the inside of the slot.,It's a bit of an impact on others' first impression of this book outside.,Thank you for your cooperation.。 In short, Tiger will work hard to write a book that makes everyone feel relaxed and interesting.