"Invite us to the feast!"

Tang Zhongsong in Bogu Lou held the invitation sent by Di Weitai in his hand and said to Zhang Xuexue.

"Hmm. ”

Zhang Xuezhi replied casually, and there was no follow-up.

"Divitai invites us to a feast!!"

Tang Zhongsong raised his voice and said again.

"Hmm. ”

Zhang Xuejiu is still so lukewarm, as if this matter has nothing to do with him.

"He invited us to a feast, but you are here to treat me perfunctorily. ”

Tang Zhongsong saw that Zhang Xuezhu was reading intently, and all his spirit seemed to be fully invested in it.

As for the two responses, it is estimated that they heard Tang Zhongsong's voice and dealt with things haphazardly.

As for what Tang Zhongsong said, he didn't hear it clearly at all.

Tang Zhongsong wondered.

With Zhang Xuezhu, how could such an eccentric old man be so devoted?

has always been a high-minded person who doesn't care about anything, and the only thing he cares about is his miserable apprentice.

"You're an old bastard!"

Tang Zhongsong scolded.

He thought, now you can't pretend to be deaf and dumb anymore.

"Hmmm......"

As a result, Zhang Xuejiu still squeezed out a word in his throat and coped with the matter.

Tang Zhongsong knew that Zhang Xuejiu was really attracted by the book in his hand, and he had no distractions.

He didn't know what the book was.

But if it is really so good-looking, why didn't Zhang Xuezhu take it out and take a look at it on the way to Bogulou from Dingxi Wangyu before?

"Smack!"

Tang Zhongsong walked closer, dragged the front and back covers of the book with both palms, and closed it with one hand.

"What are you crazy about!"

Zhang Xuezhi said dissatisfiedly.

"What kind of book is this?"

Tang Zhongsong saw the title of the book on the cover, but he was confused, and he didn't know what the book was about.

Tang Zhongsong's cognitive scope is broad but not refined, miscellaneous but not abyss.

I know everything, but I don't know everything.

This is also to blame for his lack of seriousness when he reads, and he only cares about how to get rid of the teacher every day.

He felt that books were written by people.

Write what you see, what you think.

It really doesn't mean much.

If you read a book, you might as well read the person who wrote the book.

It's much more interesting and useful to figure out a person than to be proficient in a book.

But it's not wrong for him to think so, after all, everything in this world is insightful and knowledgeable, and human feelings are articles.

Most people see the heart and spirit of the person who writes through the words on the book, through the paper, through the cover.

If you jump out of this link and go directly to the heart and spirit of the writer, wouldn't you be able to learn more and more thoroughly?

So Tang Zhongsong told his father at that time, you can let me study, but there is one condition.

After all, this scholar has some real talent, and he can't rely on his verbal skills alone, nor can he rely on what color and texture of the clothes he wears.

Tang Ming knew the careful thinking of this stinky son...... Eighty percent of them are going to come up with some kind of moths to escape their studies.

But in the current world, illiterate people are called illiterate, and uneducated people are called Bai Ding.

Martial arts cultivation only practices martial arts, and it is inevitable that he will be said, 'I only know the courage of a horseman.' ’

People admire people like Zhang Suna, who are both civil and military.

But where in the world are there so many generalists?

A person can only sleep on one pillow.

It's like a butt who tries to sit on two chairs at the same time will just fall in the middle.

Tang Zhongsong thinks that he is talented, and he is really smart.

However, he knew that he couldn't become Zhang Su, let alone a god who was 'both civil and military'.

He told Tang Ming that the person who taught him had to have real skills.

What is real ability?

Using a book written by someone else is not a real skill, but using a book written by yourself is a real skill.

Therefore, the teacher who taught him had to use the textbooks he had written.

This alone made him feel at ease for a while.

After all, there are so many truths in this world, and the sages who can write have already finished writing.

The so-called innovation is nothing more than new wine bottled in wine, and it can't be counted at all.

However, Tang Ming's remuneration is very high, and if he becomes Mr. Wen Dao, the son of Dingzhou Prefecture, it is also an extremely honorable thing in Dingzhou.

When one person attains the Tao, the chicken and dog ascend to heaven.

A teacher for one day, a father for life.

It's good to be able to wear that uniform, but wouldn't it be even better if you could turn it into white silver and a mansion?

As a result, just over a month after the announcement of the new conditions, the so-called "new books" from all over Dingzhou flew like snowflakes.

Tang Zhongsong is naturally too lazy to read one book.

He returned all these books and asked them to mark in the books which parts were quoted from the sages, which parts were based on the teachings of the sages, and which parts were his own exclusive originals.

This has blocked many literati who want to fool and cheat money.

However, Dingzhou, which was originally culturally barren, became a hundred schools of thought because of the search for Master Wendao for Tang Zhongsong, which is a good thing!

In the end, only five books were selected.

It's really something new, from the bottom of my heart.

But what kind of mind is Tang Zhongsong?

In the blink of an eye, you can tell fifteen lies in a row.

And it is interlocked, gradually deepening, so that people can't hear the flaws at all.

No matter how exaggerated the opening remarks are, no matter how rude the words are, in the end he can give Yuan back and make up for it.

But now that I have a book, I have to learn this habit.

But these five books are really hard to distinguish.

Just like the truth of the world, it is true to say both right and negative.

This made Tang Zhongsong take advantage of a loophole.

He asked each of these five gentlemen to try to teach for three months, and for these three months, the remuneration was paid, and after thirty or fifty-five months, according to the actual performance of each gentleman, it was finally decided who would teach for a long time.

This trick is also the original creation of the soup pine, fresh and spicy.

Prior to this, a master in Wendao could accept many disciples, but there was never a disciple who could worship multiple teachers.

However, Tang Zhongsong certainly has his explanation for this - misleading people's children.

Although it is also a pick-up of people's teeth and wisdom, the leftovers of the sages.

But what he said is that apprenticeship is good, but the master can choose the apprentice, and the apprentice can also choose the master.

If the master is not chosen well, he will be mistaken for life.

If the apprentice is not selected well, he will be ruined.

So both sides have to be cautious and cautious.

This big truth really makes people in the clouds, so it's not real.

But when you think about it, it's really preferable.

I think I'm good at learning, so I'll have to choose carefully.

I don't want your husband to be bad, so you have to see if I'm qualified for you to teach.

Tang Zhongsong seems to put himself in a very low place, creating an image of a person who is full of learning and forgets his thirst when he reads books.

As everyone knows, his move is just to skip the study book and learn people directly.

The book written by the man is in his hand, and the man who writes the book sits beside him.

When people write books, they naturally don't pour out all their hearts and spirits.

Even this choice of words and sentences still has to be pondered for a while, right?

Written articles are different from ordinary nonsense, and those auxiliary words alone are enough to make people's heads big.

And Tang Zhongsong's purpose is to see how real and artificial the book written by this person is.

How real it is, and how measured it is.

This is the so-called human affection.

He looked at the book and compared it to the people.

The figure was reading and looking at the page, and he coincided.

Some people were more elusive, so he let him teach himself for five months.

Some people are so elusive that they haven't even been taught for a month.

In a trance, a year has passed.

If you ask Tang Zhongsong, what has he learned?

At least I have recognized all the words, and I have memorized a lot of truths.

But the deeper knowledge is something that even he can't tell.

How many people can live in the world and have deep friendships in a lifetime?

Tang Zhongsong took a year to make friends with five people.

Everyone is ever-changing, but there are essential commonalities.

With the foundation of these five people, the most important foundation for what he will do in the future has been laid.

However, Tang Zhongsong's evaluation of the five gentlemen is only eight words;

"Well-dressed beasts, dignified. ”

He personally heard the third gentleman get drunk and tell him that he had used the high remuneration paid by Tang Ming to marry a young concubine in the prime of his life.

There is another person, who bumped into Tang Zhongsong face to face when he was yelling at five and six in the gambling house.

At this time, why didn't they mention the big truths handed over to Tang Zhongsong in class?

Lustful people are still, and gamblers are still good gamblers.

No matter how much he learns, after all, he still talks about it and does it.

After figuring out this, Tang Zhongsong used this as a handle and asked them to ask Tang Ming to resign one by one.

Tang Ming naturally knew that this must be Tang Zhongsong's kid who was making a stumbling block.

But under careful questioning, these five gentlemen all said that they were only shallow in their studies and couldn't make this Tang Gongzi a great talent, so they asked Tang Ming to invite another virtuous person.

After reading five books, I almost know the truth of the world.

The five of them have studied it thoroughly, and almost all the hearts of people in the world have understood.

So since then, Tang Zhongsong has never picked up a book again.

He felt that with Zhang Xue's experience, he naturally didn't need to read, but this book seemed to be faintly extraordinary, after all, he couldn't even understand the name.

"It's not a book, it's a painting. ”

Zhang Xuezhi said.

"Painting, I can see the words on it!"

Tang Zhongsong said.

"Picture books. ”

Zhang Xuezhi said.

"Isn't a picture book also a book?"

Tang Zhongsong asked rhetorically, thinking that this strange old man was stupid to read a book, and he was unreasonably stirring up three points here.

"Do you think that as long as you bring words, you are a book?"

Zhang asked rhetorically.

"Of course!"

What Tang Zhongsong said is reasonable.

"And can you drink sake as if it were wine?"

Zhang Xuexue Wendao.

This time, it blocked the mouth of Tang Zhongsong......

Although there is a word for wine, it is indeed related to wine.

But I'm afraid that no one in the world will drink wine as wine.

If there is such a person, how bad must he be in terms of drinking?

Tang Zhongsong thought about it and felt ridiculous.

It's like a snail has a cow in it, but who can tie a plow to the shell of a snail to reclaim wasteland?

Thinking about it from this point, what this pedant said also has his truth.

"What kind of book is a picture book?"

Tang Zhongsong's voice weakened, and he asked with a shy face in the blink of an eye.

"A picture book is a book that teaches painting. ”

Zhang Xuezhi said.

"You can also draw?"

Tang Zhongsong didn't believe it.

Zhang Xuejiu did not continue to answer, but picked up his white bone fan on the table next to him, opened it with a "snap", pointed to it and said to the soup in Songwen:

"Did I draw well?"

"I don't know...... I don't know how to draw, and I've never seen a painting. If it's compared to me, it's naturally better, and it's better, but if it's compared to a specialized painter, hehe......"

Although Tang Zhongsong thought that he was inferior, he didn't forget to leave a joke at the end and mocked him.

"The so-called painting tiger skin is difficult to draw bones, knowing people and faces, but not hearts. Although my bone fan is full of white bones, I have no heart. Without heart, there will be no smart charm, and a painting without charm is not a good painting. ”

Zhang Xuezhu closed the fan and said with a sigh.

"Isn't life a charm?"

Tang Zhongsong disagreed.

"Yes, in fact, your kid's understanding is really amazing! But I just don't want to do it well!"

Zhang Xuezhu said, quite a little sighing.

"That's because there's nothing worth me doing. I've done what I've done, and I don't have a chance to do it again. ”

Tang Zhongsong said.

I don't know if it's because Zhang Xuexue mentioned wine.

A hint of sweetness suddenly grew from the root of his tongue in his mouth, and he thought that it would be good if he had wine to eat when he went to the banquet in a while!

This was originally a snack in the Andong Kingdom and the Pingnan Kingdom.

Nowadays, it can be eaten everywhere.

Even in the capital of Nading Prefecture, there is more than one liquor shop, not to mention this Bogulou.

Zhang Xuejiu knew what Tang Zhongsong was talking about.

Although he was quite emotional about what happened to him in the past, after all, such a heavy pressure really shouldn't be borne by him.

But fate has come to this, and it will fall on your head if you don't accept it.

Either be crushed by it, or straighten your neck and hold on, and there is no other choice.

"Living people can eat, sleep, run and jump, as long as the painting is not ugly, it will naturally have a charm. However, the most rare thing is to paint mountains, water, and bring dead things to life, so that dead things have the same charm and agility as living people. ”

Zhang Xuezhi consciously diverted the topic, but he also didn't want Tang Zhongsong to think about those things in the past, except for increasing sentimentality, it was useless.

"Isn't that a landscape painting? I know that!"

Tang Zhongsong said.

The mood also suddenly became happy.

People are like this, if the other party keeps talking like a river, talking endlessly, even if the speech is wonderful, but if you can't understand a word, it can only be exchanged for a drowsiness.

As long as there is a little bit of place, where you can interject, the atmosphere will be different immediately.

Zhang Xuezhu used this method to let Tang Zhongsong join it and put aside the previous unhappiness.

"So your book is to teach people to paint landscapes?"

Tang Zhongsong asked.

"Not necessarily......"

Zhang Xuezhu pondered for a moment how to explain to Tang Zhongsong.

Although Tang Zhongsong knew what landscape painting was, if he said it deeper, he was afraid that he would not understand half a word.

The same thing will be much easier to understand if you put it in another way.

This knowledge is always passed on orally first, and then on paper.

Even the illiterate can understand the vernacular.

The entries that can fall on the pen and paper are not easy to understand.

What's more, the development of this knowledge has been completely reversed.

But it is necessary to see the entries on the pen and paper first, and then listen to the explanation from the mouth of the gentleman.

This is also the reason why some gentlemen teach the same holy books of the sages well, and some gentlemen teach them badly.

"皴 is a technique of landscape painting. ”

Zhang Xuejiu held back for a long time and said a word.

Although he holds the title of Master Zhang Xuexue Wendao, he has also read a lot of books, understood a lot of things, and practiced a lot of favors.

But he understands for himself, but he can't say anything.

I even felt a little embarrassed, as if I was showing off......

When a person practices martial arts, the two poles of yin and yang will be born in the body, and the yin and yang energy will be mobilized, so as to practice the law and use martial arts.

The same is true of this landscape painting.

In terms of texture, the mountain is hard and the water is soft.

Hard is yang, soft is yin.

This also constitutes the root of yin and yang.

In terms of state, the mountains are still and the water is moving.

Movement is yang, stillness is yin.

But it is completely overturned with the yin and yang harmony created by the texture.

Separated can be majestic, is surging.

However, while they are independent, they are also yin and yang.

This mountain and water can be infinitely fractal and evolve.

The thousands of peaks and thousands of peaks in the ten wonders of Bogulou, and the four seasons of the unfrozen river also imply this principle.

With these layers of nested relationships, the unified contradiction of mountains and rivers can be left independent and independent.

If Zhang Xuezhu wants to take his white bone fan to the next level, the best way is to draw a landscape in the existing white bone diagram.

However, this is much more difficult to do.

If you simply draw a landscape map, it is effortless for Zhang Xuezhu.

But now, the landscape on this bone fan is a later thing.

Neither can weaken the momentum, so that the charm is insufficient.

can't steal the limelight, it's not ruthless enough.

Therefore, this landscape should be majestic and majestic, dangerous and pure, and pure.

It is said in the "Sutra" that there are ten points in the painting, of which seven are mountains and rivers, and three are people.

In these seven points of landscape, there are four points of poetry and three points of painting skills.

It was precisely when he saw this sentence that Zhang Xuezhu decided to stay in Bogulou and linger for a while, also for himself to be more influenced by the poetry and literature here.

The foreign teacher creates the nature, and the heart is the source.

Creation is free between mountains and rivers, and with Zhang Xuezhu's years of going south and north, he already knows it in his chest.

However, the understanding and perception in this heart source are still a lot worse.

Because it's a time-consuming process.

Not only is it time-consuming, but it also has to be quiet and undisturbed.

But since Zhang Xuezhu left the altar, where has he had a moment of leisure?

In desperation, I had to hide the accumulated creation and find an opportunity to appreciate it.

Now he felt the time had come.

If you miss it, you don't know what year and month it will have to wait until next time.

In fact, this "Sutra" is a very basic overview of a set of landscape painting techniques.

Whether it's seven points of landscape or three points of people.

Qi is the first, meaning is secondary, and the pen and ink techniques that really fall on the picture quality silk silk are the secondary.

Zhang is more than academic, but not enough.

The harmony of luck and capacity still needs to be mastered.

At this point, those onmyoji who dance the great gods are even better.

They believe that the mountains and the water are born to know how to advance and retreat, because the mountains are high and the water flows underneath, they are born to understand the rules, because the mountains have edges, and the water loops, and they are born to echo, because the mountains fall with snow and the snow turns into water.

Therefore, it is also a matter of proportion: the mountains are no higher than the sky, and the rivers flow into the sea.

Therefore, I also understand Zhang Chi: mountain knives and axes are cut, and water conservancy is indisputable.

Therefore, it is also clear: the mountains are strong for thousands of years, and the water is changing rapidly.

Between the mountains and waters, when the spring is poor, it is the opportunity of the avenue.

"So what? This technique is very clever?"

The text of Song Xiyi in the soup.

If it is something else, Zhang Xuexue will tell him the truth and explain it to him clearly.

However, he himself is still in the research stage, where is he qualified to preach to others?

He is not a good teacher, and he will never mislead people's children, he must be full of confidence in the direction he is good at, but at the moment he is very uneasy.

But I didn't expect Tang Zhongsong to hold on to this, which also gave Zhang Xuexue a headache......

"It is a method of painting that expresses the veins and textures of rocks, peaks, and the skin of trees. When drawing, you need to first outline the outline with a heavy brush with thick ink, and then fill in the inside with a dry brush with light ink. There are mainly linen, raindrops, cirrus clouds, and ......"

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Before Zhang Xuejiu finished speaking, he was interrupted by Tang Zhongsong's four stop words.

"I'm asking you to tell me in your own words. I'm not going to let you read from a book! I don't have long eyes or can't read? If I could read it when I picked it up, I wouldn't have to ask you!"

Tang Zhongsong said.

He hates such lengthy declarative sentences the most.

What's more, there are many words mixed in that he doesn't understand at all.

What is a heavy ink pen, what is a dry pen with light ink...... The pen is dry, the ink is light, what else to draw?

Don't even be unable to read!

"I still don't know much about these things...... It really can't teach you like exercises, martial arts, or ordinary poetry and articles. Since I am your literary master, and you ask questions and ask for advice, I will inevitably explain it to you clearly. It's just that I haven't been able to fully understand it now, so you insist that I say that I can only share with you some of my own experiences, which is not a reply to teaching. And my experience is biased, and I don't want to make you inclined. After all, there is a huge age gap between us, and so is the gap in experience. It is impossible to have the same resonance without experiencing the same thing. And you don't need any hypocritical sympathy or official preaching. So if you really want to hear it, just wait for me to learn it myself, learn it well, and learn it well. If you're still interested, I'll talk to you about it again. ”

Zhang Xuezhu put down the book and said.

Tang Zhongsong nodded.

Suddenly, I felt that this old man who was a little bit majestic on weekdays.

can't help but be majestic, this large paragraph of seemingly true words actually reveals a lot of cuteness.

"This book was stolen from the Dingxi Palace!"

Even if he had some different feelings in his heart, it would not affect Tang Zhongsong's words to run again.

"Reader......

"Oh, yes, that's right...... Stealing a book isn't stealing! You're just reading and reading and getting stunned, and accidentally bringing it out, right?"

Tang Zhongsong said.

"Humph......"

Zhang Xuexuan's face was blue for a while, and red for a while.

Here in Tang Zhongsong, there is never anything that is not seen and not said.

It's always been, even if I haven't seen through it yet, I'll say it first!

As long as what you say is on the side, it can also make you worry about it for a while, right?

As long as he saw this arrogant old man deflated, Tang Zhongsong was happy for no reason!

Unconsciously, he didn't realize that the relationship and bond between himself and Zhang Xuezhen had deepened little by little.

"Don't eat yet!? Don't go when the time comes, only rotten vegetable soup is left!"

Zhang Xueyu got up and walked over, picked up the invitation card and said.

"Is that what they call eating? Is that a war of words...... After the war of words, there will be a war of wine! It seems that a few more drinks can relieve the old suspicion and dispel the hatred with alcohol...... Let me tell you, when a person drinks alcohol, his mind is a hundred times more sensitive than usual! He who loves loves more, and hates more hate! No matter what, he will never forget everything. ”

Zhang Xuejiu and Tang Zhongsong went out with their front and back feet.

"Of course you can forget about it!"

Zhang Xuezhu stopped and turned around and said.

"How did you forget?"

Tang Zhongsong asked.

"Drink you to death! and the four are empty!"

Zhang Xuezhi said.

"Wow! I once drank all over the 13th floor of 7th Street, 8th Lane and 13th Floor in Dingzhou Mansion City overnight, and I never lost a wine fight, not even a yawn! I don't think you should drink all your beard tonight!"

Tang Zhongsong said.

"If I lose to you, I'll shave this beard as soon as I wake up!"

Zhang Xuezhi said unconvinced.

"But we've got three chapters of the law. ”

Tang Zhongsong said.

"Whatever you want, I'll do whatever you want!"

Zhang Xuezhu waved his hand impatiently and said.

The two quarreled like this, and went to the tea house where Liu Ruiying and others were to go to the banquet.

It was exactly the same as the two of them on the way from Dingxi Wangcheng to Bogulou.