I saw that Zheng Chong had just put away his pen, and the ink on the white paper had not dried. A beautiful woman was born on a white piece of paper, standing on the top of a mountain, fluttering like a fairy in the clouds and mist.

The beauty's face is slightly round, her eyes are big, and she is very smart, as if she is looking forward to it, so it shines. There is a little beauty mole on the forehead, which adds a bit of charm.

Dressed elegantly, with black hair and a shawl, a little hair slightly scattered in the wind, and the sleeves of the shirt flew away, as if they were going to ride the wind.

"This beauty is really alive, as if it were a real person. Chen Guhong exclaimed, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, he is good at playing chess and calligraphy. Playing chess is the embodiment of computing power, and this line of book Chen Guhong is imitating some fonts in his previous life, which is not everyone.

He can also draw and play the piano.

But both of these things are to be refined with aura, and the paintings he makes are full of craftsmanship, although he can't find anything wrong, but he knows that something is wrong at a glance.

He played the piano perfectly, but it didn't have any breath, and anyone who listened to it would find it weird.

And this Zheng Chong's painting has its own agility.

And maybe it's an illusion, Chen Guhong always feels that this painting has a demonic aura, and the beauty in the painting seems to be looking forward to it, staring at him.

Chen Guhong looked at it again, but found that the demonic energy dispersed with the wind, and although the beauty was still smart, she didn't look at him again. Chen Guhong didn't think this was an illusion, so he asked Gao Zhuang in his mind: "Old Gao, what happened just now." ”

Gao Zhuang didn't speak, as if he was groaning. After a while, he sighed: "There are rumors that someone's paintings can come to life, like the plants and trees that have become demons, have thoughts, and have bodies. This beauty painted by Zheng Chong had a demonic aura just now. Although it was faint and did not take shape in the end, it did exist. This Zheng Chong's painting is not far away. ”

"How can there be such a thing?" Chen Guhong was surprised, feeling mysterious and ethereal.

"There are wonders in the world, which seem to be fantastical, but in fact, they are just the short-sightedness of mortals. Before the lord gave birth to the primordial god, didn't he also think that there were no immortals in the world?"

Gao Zhuang said with a smile.

"Yes. ”

Chen Guhong thought about it. However, Zheng Chong is impressed by this friend, according to the book, this friend is definitely a strange person. I remembered that this friend's clothes were whiter than him, and the clanging of the poor at home. He couldn't help but ask: "Brother Zheng, your Danqing wonderful pen is definitely top-notch, why don't you want to make a living by selling paintings?"

Zheng Chong was stunned for a moment, and then asked rhetorically: "Danqing is the joy of self-entertainment, if it is a friend, it can be given to appreciation." Isn't that too cheesy to talk about money?"

"Okay!"

Chen Guhong said speechlessly, as the saying goes, talented people must be stubborn. My friend is talented, but he is light on money, no wonder the poor jingle rings.

Chen Guhong felt a little sympathy in his heart, but he didn't want him to change. It is precisely because of a friend's painting obsession that this can draw a demonic painting, if it is full of copper smell, it may lose its spirituality.

According to Gao Zhuang, this friend is not far from that miraculous work. In the future, if you can make a painting of a demon, you will definitely be able to soar into the sky. There's no need to worry about him. ”

After thinking about it, Chen Guhong didn't think about it. Then he felt a little itchy, and said, "I want a chivalrous picture, can Brother Zheng make a pair for me?"

"It's just a matter of idleness. Zheng Chong smiled, very happy.

Then he unfolded a blank sheet of paper and began to draw. However, with a stick of incense, the black and white landscape ink painting jumps out. There is a river in the painting, and there is a Jiao in the river.

There is a chivalrous man walking with a sword on his back, the knight's forehead bone is very high, his eyes are very big and bright, and his chin is full of broken whiskers, looking extremely rough and heroic.

A swordsman's aura came to his face.

"Good drawing. Chen Guhong couldn't help but say.

"Once it's air-drying, it's time to take it back and frame it. Zheng Chong gently dried the ink and said with a smile.

"Very good. Chen Guhong said happily.

"Good drawing. At this time, Wu Zhengchun had calmed down, straightened his hair, came over, and admired the ink painting on the table. Then he said very casually: "I also want to ask for a chivalrous picture." ”

"Wait a minute. Zheng Chong smiled heartily, and then painted, and soon after a completely different chivalrous picture was made, Chen Guhong and Wu Zhengchun sighed that this was a miracle.

Although the scholar is high, one or two confidants are present, and the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are entertained, and time flies, and it is evening before you know it.

"Why hasn't Brother Wang come back yet?" Chen Guhong said with some confusion.

"Maybe it's frustrated. Wu Zhengchun was drinking tea, and after listening to it, he put down the teacup and frowned slightly.

"Frustrated?" Chen Guhong was puzzled.

"Brother Wang Xian just went to visit Liang Sheng in Xuanzhou, how could he be frustrated?" Zheng Chong also didn't understand either.

Wu Zhengchun's face showed some embarrassment, and after thinking about it, he said: "There are some things that shouldn't be said behind our backs, but I'll talk about our friends." After a pause, Wu Zhengchun said: "That Xuanzhou Liang Shengsheng is handsome, with first-class appearance, pick up the big girl, and the little woman will be scared when she sees it." Talented, earth-shattering. Even if it was that Shi Miaomiao, he couldn't help but bend his waist. But it is very lonely and self-appreciative, and it is difficult to get close. ”

"Oh, talented people are inevitably lonely. Zheng Chong sighed, looking accustomed to it.

Chen Guhong frowned, this Gufang is difficult to get close to. It wouldn't hurt to list them separately. For talented people, the world is very caring.

But now that Wang Song went to visit, he didn't come back, and the combination of these two things makes people worry.

"They are generations of eunuchs, and their reputation is terrifying. Although Wu Xiandi said that there is no identity gap among scholars, how many people are as generous as Wu Xiandi? If there is a conflict, it will not be good. ”

Thinking of this, Chen Guhong felt that he couldn't sit still.

In the end, it is a classmate and friend.

"It's bad if there's a conflict, I'm going to look for it. Chen Guhong got up and said.

"It may be frustrated, but it won't be a conflict. After all, Liang Sheng is also a scholar, so he has to take care of face. Brother Chen, you are too worried. ”

Wu Zhengchun shook his head and smiled. is also a scholarly family and an official family, and his words carry a lot of weight. But Chen Guhong still felt worried, so he said: "It's okay to look for it, if there is anything wrong, you can also help on the spot." ”

"Okay, then I'll go too. Wu Zhengchun shrugged his shoulders and got up.

"I'll go too. Zheng Chong put down the painting and said angrily.

Chen Guhong nodded, and the group went out of the guest room to find Wang Song. At this moment, a slave trotted from the front and came to the three of them panting.

Chen Guhong's hearts sank, and they knew that something was wrong.

The house slave gasped for a moment and said anxiously: "A few sons, that prince has a conflict with Liang Sheng's son in Xuanzhou. ”