(There seems to be a problem with the website last night, and I can't log in around 23 o'clock?)

Zhang Xuan's loud shout attracted everyone who was originally waiting attentively, and they all glared angrily.

It's no wonder that they are like this, the painting was made on the desk, and it was covered by the bodies of the three people, from their point of view, they could only see a few sporadic points, although they were amazing, but they couldn't see the whole picture, so they didn't know that the painting had been finished, at this time they heard Zhang Xuan suddenly scream, they thought that Zhang Xuan was deliberately making trouble, you must know that if you are not careful, an ink dot can ruin a famous painting.

The others were shocked, and they all had a question in their hearts: "How did he see the paintings made by Wu Donglai?"

Among them, there are the three girls in the pavilion and the three adults on the platform, as well as Steward Liu and the two Xiucai who have made a move, and they can see the whole painting process from their perspective, so the idea that this scholar is not simple suddenly rose in their hearts.

Hundreds of pairs of angry stares made Zhang Xuan wake up suddenly, smelling the fragrance of lotus flowers sent by the breeze in the air, Zhang Xuan shook his head and smiled: "I actually had a delusion!"

"Zhang Xuan, Master Wu paints, you don't wait quietly, shouting and screaming, what kind of system do you become?" Sun Simiao got up like a cat that smelled fish, and shouted.

Zhang Xuan ignored it, just watched the three of them hang the painted paintings on the shelves, and the angry Sun Simiao's face turned blue, and he shouted again: "Zhang Xuan, you ......"

Just before he could finish speaking, he heard a burst of exclamations from below, and quickly turned his head to look.

"The moonlight on the lotus pond is really the moonlight on the lotus pond!"

"The white sand is fluttering, the sparkling breeze can be seen, the lotus seems to be gently swaying, really, the legend is true, it turns out that the painting can really be the same as the real one when it reaches a certain realm!"

"This is already the ultimate in painting skills, and then it is only possible to achieve it by the immortal saint, worthy of being a saint of painting, and a painting idiot!"

"What, how is it possible, is it really the moonlight on the lotus pond?" Sun Simiao didn't have the heart to appreciate the real and illusory picture scroll, looking at the inscription on it, he was so shocked that he suddenly sat down in his position, and he couldn't believe that the emperor muttered to himself.

However, Wu Feng's next sentence gave him another heavy blow.

"Under Wu Feng Wu Donglai, thank you Brother Zhang for the name!" Wu Feng bowed to Zhang Xuan.

"Brother Wu doesn't need to be polite, Brother Wu's paintings are too expressive, so that the younger brother is as if he is in his realm, and he has not restrained himself for a while, if there is any disturbance, please Brother Wu Don't be surprised!" Zhang Xuan said modestly.

"Brother Zhang, a person who loves painting like Brother Zhang is a blessing for us, there is no child period, what is the meaning of the Boya Zhiqin, there is no appreciation, no matter how good the painting is, it is just a piece of waste paper!" Wu Feng shook his head and said.

"Oh, so in that case, we can be considered bosom friends?" Zhang Xuan said with a smile.

"Of course. Wu Feng nodded affirmatively.

"In Xia Wei County, Zhang Xuan, Zhang Wenbo!"

"Wu Feng and Wu Donglai in Xia Qingshui County!"

"Brother Donglai!"

"Brother Wenbo!"

"Hahaha......" The two looked at each other and smiled, men's friendship is sometimes so simple, it is difficult to find a soulmate, love at first sight!

Looking at the two people who had become friends with each other, everyone was envious and jealous, for a well-known person like Wu Feng, the righteousness of a friend was better than the emperor's holy decree.

"It's shit luck!" This is the voice of all those who disagree with Zhang Xuan, in addition to envy and jealousy, there is also hatred!

"This Wu Feng really lives up to his reputation, and he painted such a vivid painting in less than two quarters of an hour!" In the pavilion, Wei Lingxue looked at the moonlight picture of the lotus pond and exclaimed.

"What's this, this girl can draw a picture a hundred times better than his with just a small spell!" said the heroic girl.

Wei Lingxue shook her head lightly, noncommittal, causing the heroic girl to grab her arm and shake it constantly: "What, Ling Xue, don't you believe me?"

"Believe, believe!" Wei Lingxue had no choice but to nod and coax, and the heroic girl laughed happily.

"Wei Gong, Guangling San, Zhenlong Bureau, Lotus Pond Moonlight Map, each of these is a major event that can be recorded in the county annals!" Yao County Ling said happily while pouring wine.

What is political achievement, this is political achievement, what is the most important thing in the officialdom? Is it ability? Is it relationship? No, reputation is the most important thing, just like a well-known official, even if he offends the emperor, he can still live well!

A poetry meeting that is destined to be famous all over the world takes place in his county, and there are also scholars in this county who are brilliant, and the benefits of this are more exciting for him than getting the top assessment!

Wei Gong, who was already fifty years old next to him, was also very happy, and drank the full wine glass, his face was full of excitement, as for the reason, of course, it was not this so-called poetry meeting that could be recorded in the county chronicles, for him, it was naturally worth being happy to be able to enhance the prestige of the Wei Mansion again, but it was not enough to make him lose his temper.

The real reason was in the center of his purple eyebrows, in the depths of his mind, he could feel that the phantom of a talisman was floating there, disappearing from time to time, mysterious and abnormal, and from time to time emitting a trace of red energy to moisten the whole body, especially the head, so that he was now in the ecstasy in his heart, and he could still not faint, nor would he be too out of shape!

It was a divine edict, representing a divine position - the divine position of the god of the Daqing River, which was given by the ancestors just now. From now on, he will no longer be a mortal, but a god, an immortal god!

The Wei family is different from other families, because the ancestors are gods, all the incense offerings are given to the ancestors, and the others don't even have the opportunity to become ancestral spirits after death!

The family has been inherited for 400 years, and there are 21 people in the Wei Dynasty in the past dynasties, but there are only two people who can get the god position given by the ancestors and become immortal gods, and the others are all like ordinary ghosts who enter the underworld and suffer from that reincarnation!

Although the ancestors blessed him and were able to cast a good baby, was he still himself at that time?

Now, with this divine spirit edict, he has become the third person in the Wei family to become a god!

With the nourishment of the divine power of the gods, he can not only live for another fifty years and enjoy the glory and wealth of the world, but also become an immortal god who rules the party after death, how can this not make him excited!

Thinking of this, he looked at Zhang Xuan's gaze in the water mirror and softened even more: "Well, this kid is also a talent, and it is not a straw bale, but it is a good match for Xue'er!"

But the thought just flashed through his mind and vanished!

"Mid-Autumn moon, white jade bridge, red lotus and green lotus, the water waves are slightly wrinkled, the white yarn is light, I have long heard that the painting saint has already entered the Tao with painting, and now I see the moonlight map of Wu Gongzi's lotus pond, it must be one step away!" Steward Liu stepped forward and praised.

At this time, if he had changed his mind and been a little more flexible, he would have catered to say something modest and praised his teacher by the way! It's just that this Wu Feng is worthy of his name as a painting maniac, and he is really obsessed with painting, and even the purpose of his examination is just to paint better.

I only heard his blunt reply: "It's a pity, even this step, I'm afraid it will be difficult to take it in my life!"

"Hehe!" In the face of such a person, no matter how tactful Ren is Liu Guan Shi's methods, he could only smile wordlessly, and then announced directly: "Okay, now I announce that the third Danqing title of this poetry club will be won by Wu Feng and Wu Gongzi!"

"Well deserved!"

"Brother Wu won this first name, we are convinced!"

"It's really worth the trip to be able to enjoy such a perfect and extreme picture!"

When Wu Feng walked back to his seat, everyone praised one after another, and those who didn't have the ability to be the fun were also glad in their hearts: "Fortunately, I didn't go up, otherwise I wouldn't even have the qualifications to be a foil, so I could only be reduced to a joke!"

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