Chapter 65: Don't forget your original intention
"Hall, hall master, please raise your noble hand, if you drive the little one out of the calligraphy and painting academy, then how can my family live!" Gao Xiang raised his head and begged bitterly, Luo Li saw that the bruise on the left side of his face was the size of a palm, his eyes were broken, and half of his eyes were filled with blood, which looked a little scary.
"Ken looked up?" Luo Li squinted, looking, playing with the folding fan in his hand.
Gao Xiang felt aggrieved in his heart, Doumo's wrist was injured before, because he was called by Zhao Yujie and several others to lift heavy objects, and he injured his wrist.
If it weren't for the fact that the new hall master suddenly embarrassed Beiyan Hall the day before yesterday, he wouldn't have been repaired so badly by Zhao Yujie this time, and now this hall master is still in trouble, he is really wronged!
"If you can hold your head up and be a man, don't bow your head again, life is short, and life is a breath, isn't it?"
"You have someone behind you, but behind the small one is a family that is counting on me to make ends meet...... In this calligraphy and painting academy, if the people of Beihuangtang don't behave with their tails between their legs, I'm afraid that there will be no one for a long time. β
"Look at this plaque on your headβdon't forget your original intention, you had this ambition when you first entered the Academy of Calligraphy and Painting?"
Like ants?
Gao Xiang can be beaten and scolded, but he can trample on his ambitions, and his only remaining self-esteem makes him angry.
Ten years ago, he was also the pride of their small place, and he was the envy of the villagers as a court painter, and he was also famous. Providence made people, just when he planned to show his ambitions here, but the status quo of Beihuangtang was crushed. This calligraphy and painting academy is muddy and turbid, and he himself has lost himself.
"Master Luo, you deceive people too much!" Gao Xiang flicked his sleeves and turned around to leave.
"And self-esteem, not incurable...... Remember that feeling and don't lose what you have left. Luo Li said a word, piercing into Gao Xiang's heart.
Why wouldn't he want to?
But self-esteem, for those painters who have no backing, is the most extravagant thing.
Gao Xiang stood at the door of the main hall, did not turn his head, and did not step out.
"What are you going? Luo Li landed lightly, held the fan and left, Gao Xiang hesitated for a moment and followed her.
A moment later, Luo Li stood in the studio of Beihuang Hall, briefly introduced the teaching arrangements to the painters, and exchanged some experiences with everyone, and then began to demonstrate painting.
Seeing that the new hall master was so attentive and did not hesitate to teach, the painters were very encouraged, and everyone carefully observed the brushwork and ideas of this little girl.
Luo Li also answered everyone's questions carefully without reservation, and she demonstrated a small picture of the scenery, and everyone sighed.
"Painting the artistic conception of the people, each person's mood is different, the painting is naturally different, you don't have to imitate, some of the painting skills that you can see can be tried. Okay, do you have any questions? Don't twist it, I'll know everything. β
Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, as if you have something to say, but you are a little restrained, everyone pushed, and a woman older than Luo Li was pushed to the front, and asked embarrassedly: "Master Luotang, have you ever been married?"
Luo Li was speechless, she was rare to be serious once, what kind of problem is this?
Shang Yan was about to have a seizure, and Luo Li shook his head slightly. She was hindered by her identity, and she had a bad seizure, so she said lightly: "No." β
There were a few men in the painter who were obviously bright-eyed, and they didn't know what they were thinking about.
"Painter Wang, do you have any topics related to painting?"
Wang Yuyan was ashamed, and timidly replied, "No." β
"Okay, let's go back to study today, and you will hand in twenty small landscape pictures tomorrow, and the rest will be ten. Luo Li nodded a few people, turned around and walked out of the studio, leaving a group of people, stunned.
Shang Yan followed closely.
"Hall Master, are you angry, why don't you let your subordinates ......come forward?"
"Why am I angry?"
Shang Yan saw that she didn't know about those gossips, so she didn't continue, so as not to upset her. Since the wing ascended to the building Mu Wang Qi to walk the hall master, yesterday when the rest of the Mu, this calligraphy and painting academy idle a group of painters gathered together to chew the root of the tongue, discussing the Mu Wang and Luo Li gossip is simply bursting, mostly foul language, today these people actually raised this question to entertain the Luo Tang master, really nothing to look for.
"The atmosphere of this Beihuang Hall is much worse than what you said......" Luo Li said thoughtfully.
Luo Li saw today that one-third of the painters in this Beihuang Hall were not as good as Gao Xiang, and they were all here to live a good life, and they did not seek to improve. She had to think of a way to punish her with a small punishment and a big punishment.
"What the lord of the Luo Hall said is right, this Beihuang Hall has long lost the demeanor of the first generation of hall masters, I think that the first generation of the Beihuang Hall master has excellent painting skills, and his skills are overwhelming, and even the old Lin of the year has to be honored by his name - Mr. Xiaoyao. β
"Mr. Yao?" Luo Li was startled, she thought of someone, "You have been here for a few years, how can you be so familiar with these old things." β
Shang Yan said with some embarrassment, "My subordinates did a lot of homework when they came here, but unfortunately when I entered the Beihuang Hall, that adult was no longer there." β
"You mean Mr. Escape?"
"No, Mr. Xiaoyao has been in retirement for many years, and his subordinates are talking about the third hall master, Yixin. β
"Yixin?"
"It's normal for Hall Master Luo not to know, this third person has been retired for twenty years, and his paintings are very few, and it is difficult to find the authentic works. In addition to his superb painting skills, he is also a famous doctor who hangs pots to help the world, and has the heart of a bodhisattva. β
"Oh, it stands to reason that this person should be detached from things and not eat fireworks, how could he come to this place of right and wrong to be the master of the hall?"
"Lord Yixin was not selected through the selection of painters from the Academy of Painting and Calligraphy once every five years, he was specially invited by His Majesty the Emperor from the north back then. It's a pity that Lord Yixin has only been here for less than a year, and the hall master will say goodbye......" The loneliness in Shang Yan's eyes was unconcealed.
"So I think it's normal, how can I be a traveling doctor who can help the world, how can I be willing to be locked up in this cage. β
Seeing her say this, Shang Yan couldn't help but ask: "My subordinates think that the Luo Hall Master is not a thing in the pool, why did he fall in love with the position of this Hall Master?"
"You're wrong, I'm the one who likes to chase fame and fortune and play with power......" Luo Li Wan'er smiled and stretched, "The master of the hall is sleepy, tell them not to disturb me." "Leave a shadow behind and slip into the house.
Luo Li closed the door, changed into a pair of cold clothes, and sat on the bed to breathe and cultivate. When she opened her eyes, it was dark outside, and she didn't know the time. She wanted to lie down and sleep on the spot, but suddenly remembered Qi Muxiao's instructions, and still used light skills to run to the palace.
On the way back to the house, she heard that the watchman had reported the third watch, Luo Li quickened her pace, but she was also extremely cautious, she didn't want to meet the man in black again.
When Luo Li entered from the main gate of the palace, he met Li Shan, who had been waiting for a long time, and Li Shan looked outside the door, but he didn't see the carriage of the palace.
"Hall Master Luo, didn't you come back in the carriage?"
Luo Li patted her head, she forgot all about Qi Muxiao's arrangement of the carriage, and said slightly apologetically: "I forgot about this and walked back by myself." β
Li Shan became even more anxious when he heard this, "Lord Luo must not do it next time, this will be known to the prince, and we will all be punished." β
"Be sure to pay attention next time, be sure to pay attention. β
"Master Luo, the prince has instructed, when you come back, go to Lin Fengxuan first, the prince has been waiting for a long time. After Li Shan finished speaking, he ordered someone to go to the calligraphy and painting institute to call back the carriage waiting at the door.
Luo Li was apologetic and quickly slipped away.
Qi Muxiao was playing against himself in the study, and when he saw Luo Li coming in and walking in front of him, he put down the chess pieces in his hand and asked in a cold voice, "Why did you come back so late?"
When Luo Li heard him ask, a ridiculous thought suddenly flashed through his mind, this scene ...... It's a bit like his husband is waiting for his wife to come home. Luo Li realized that his cranky thinking was a bit exaggerated, and subconsciously shook his head, and said confidently: "I, I'm not back, besides, who told you to wait for me?"
Qi Muxiao raised his eyebrows, his face was like frost.