"Qin Gongzi doesn't have to think about it. Cheng Yi smiled slightly, "Your galloping horse gift, if the old man doesn't open it as soon as he accepts it, isn't it slacking off, and Qin Gongzi is famous for his poetry and writing, as for this painting, the old man has never heard of you being good at painting before, so he is naturally curious." ”

Qin Chao lowered his eyelids, since you have said everything here, how can I stop you.

"Teacher!"

"Come on, too. Cheng Yi said, Yang Shilian stepped forward, the two of them spread out the scroll slightly, their pupils swelled, and only a simple stroke appeared in front of them, but in the sight of the two, it was a horse's hoof, and it was a horse's hoof that had never seen such a powerful horse, kicking and galloping as if jumping out of the paper.

"How so?"

Cheng Yi and Yang Shi's faces became solemn.

In fact, Xu Beihong's painting of horses is 'extremely simple, as vast as possible' and 'less work and more work' of inner boxing, although there are only one or two strokes of horseshoe, but it is Xu Beihong's most effortful. The Qin Dynasty naturally remembered that Xu Beihong once said, 'Horsehooves are more difficult to draw than women's high heels, that is because horsehooves are the gathering place of strength and center of gravity, and the key ...... of movement and flexibility', so to paint Xu Beihong-style horses, the Qin Dynasty has also painted thousands of times for this horse's hooves.

At this moment, as soon as this hoof appeared, the dynamic, the power, and the restrained charm erupted.

Cheng Yi and Yang Shi are everyone.

Ancient calligraphy and painting are not separated, and those who are superb in calligraphy art can also feel the charm contained in the lines the most, so this hoof, Cheng Yi and Yang Shi's calligraphy is naturally easier for everyone to feel the power and dynamics, rhythm and rhythm than ordinary people.

The two of them became very interested at once.

Cheng Yi couldn't wait to push the scroll with his hand, and the whole scroll was completely opened at once.

Rumble!

On the vast land, a high-headed fierce horse, spewing white gas from its nostrils, stepping on the wind and thunder, was galloping head-on. The front hooves raised high, as if they were about to soar into the air.

Cheng Yi and Yang Shi couldn't help but retreat half a foot slightly, as if they were afraid that the horse would really run out of the paper and run towards them.

"What a horse!"

I don't know how hard it is.

A child, even if you put the words of the sage Wang Xizhi and the painting of the sage Wu Daozi in front of him, he will only think that it is nothing more than that. Only the deeper the experience, the more I understand how difficult it is to write to the level of Wang Xizhi and to paint to the level of Wu Daozi.

The galloping horse in front of me, if it were placed in front of any uninformed person, might feel good, but that's it.

But Cheng Yi and Yang Shi are not ordinary people.

Cheng Yi is a master of calligraphy, calligraphy and painting are not separated, and he occasionally copies and paints horses. Flowers and plants, but because they are not very popular, most of them are burned after painting.

Since ancient times, it is easier to draw ghosts than dogs.

No one has ever seen a ghost, you can paint it at will, and horses, you have to be like a horse to draw it, Cheng Yi is precisely because he knows how difficult it is to draw a horse so highly respected by Li Gonglin's horses, so every time he looks at Li Gonglin's horses, he is amazed at every place that can achieve that kind of skill.

But in front of me—

on this piece of paper. There is only one horse.

No meadows, no rocks. Dust, there was nothing but a galloping horse, but there was a feeling in their minds that this horse seemed to be galloping on the earth, in the wilderness. In the grasslands, in the barren hills, even in the sky, in the stars.

The horse was unlike anything he'd ever seen.

No one can say the difference. It's just a feeling that this horse must be a thousand miles at first glance.

This horse is also different from Li Gonglin's horse.

Li Gonglin's horse is a technique of drawing lines and coloring, no matter how real this white painting is, it is a painting in the eyes and is dead.

There is no coloring, and there are no fine white drawing lines, but with freehand dripping brushwork, full and unrestrained ink color outlines the head, neck, chest, legs and other big turning parts, the whole painting, the shade of dry and wet changes are natural.

The horse's legs are straight and strong, like steel force, and the force penetrates the back of the paper.

The abdominal and gluteal muscles can see the inner strength.

The dry brush, rather than the bristle swept by the brush, is whisked high, revealing the wildness of the vastness.

Ethereal, dynamic, through the shade of ink, the change of light and shade, the whole horse becomes alive, that kind of ethereal and dynamic rhyme.

The shrimp painted by Qi Baishi is placed in the water, and the water waves are slightly rippling, and the shrimp is like a living one.

This is the effect of Chinese painting reaching a new realm through the impact of Western painting techniques. Because the dark ink is properly handled, the muscles, bones, mane, etc. are in line with the specifications everywhere, but they are beyond the ordinary, rising to the verve, reaching what Qi Baishi said, 'The value is between the similar and the unlike', Xu Beihong's horse can also come alive in the water.

The Qin Dynasty worked in this direction, because art classes, as well as the environment of later generations, also knew perspective, light and shade, size, and orientation...... and other optical knowledge, aesthetic knowledge, coupled with insight, and hard work, although this horse has not reached the height of Qi Baishi and Xu Beihong, it can be put into the water, and the water waves can be lived.

Cheng Yi looked at it for a long time, closed his eyes slightly, and sighed.

"When the old man read Du Fu's poems, Du Fu praised the realm of the master of painting horses called 'Si Xu Ninefold True Dragon, a wash of the ancient horses and horses', the old man felt that this kind of realm was probably only in the legend, and the reality did not exist. Cheng Yi sighed with emotion, and looked at the galloping horse in front of him, "Qin Gongzi, I look at the horse in your painting, which is different from the horses, this kind of horse is not the Western Regions, not the Yunnan horse, not the Western Xia horse, not the Liao horse...... You can see it without asking, this horse is definitely a thousand miles of magic horse, I heard again, things can't be seen and drawn, this thousand miles horse, I don't know where it came from?"

Yang Shi's eyebrows danced: "Knocking the thin bones forward, it still has a copper sound." Good horses, good horses, I don't know where this horse came from?"

"Where did it come from, and where did it come from?" Qin Chao was speechless.

"Mr. Ikawa, Brother Zhong, the horses I have seen are no different from what you have seen. Qin Chaolian said.

Cheng Yi and Yang Shi couldn't help frowning.

"I painted this horse to take the essence of the horse. Qin Chaolian explained, "I have observed that the better the horse, the greater its lung activity, in short, the nostrils are particularly large. The muscles are strong and powerful, and the limbs are long and powerful. Therefore, I exaggerate these and describe them in heavy ink and thick brush, removing useless branches, which is the horse on this paper. ”

"Oh?" Cheng Yi and Yang Shilian looked at the painting carefully, and then looked at the horse painted by Li Gonglin on the wall. It was found that the horses of the Qin Dynasty did have large nostrils and exceptionally strong limbs.

"People say that Qin Xian is arrogant and ingenious, and it is true. Cheng Yi praised, "Qin Gongzi, ordinary people draw horses, although they also kick their feet and gallop, but they always feel that the painting is still a painting, and you, the horse, are like really running out of the paper." Why is that?"

"This involves knowledge of optics, spatialics, human body, etc. Qin Chao frowned slightly, "These are complicated to say, and one of the principles is that the farther away the thing is, the smaller it will be in the eyes, so this horse on paper, you can see that the length of his hind legs drawn on the paper is not as long as the previous one." ”

"There is another truth to this. Cheng Yilian looked at the picture and quickly understood. Cheng Yi asked a lot of questions about the paintings, and the Qin Dynasty answered them one by one. At this time, Cheng Yi noticed the inscription poem in the left corner of the painting.

"Good words!" Cheng Yi raised his eyebrows and looked at it continuously.

"There are merchants from the Western Regions who buy two horses, and one of their mothers is called Golden Hoof and Black Cone. On the way back, the black cone fled, and the golden hoof was sold to the royal ......"

This is an essay. It is written about the different encounters of two horses of a mother's compatriots, one was raised in the palace, carefully trained and trained, and finally became fat and strong, and could travel hundreds of miles a day. Praised by people, this horse called 'Golden Hoof' was also complacent, thinking that he was the first god horse in the world, until one day he met a wild horse outside, skinny, it was his brother Black Cone back then.

Golden Hoof was very pitiful to the black cone, and asked the black cone to go to the imperial stable with him to eat fragrant and drink spicy food.

But the cone did not agree, and then the owner of the golden cone came, and was overjoyed to see the cone, saying that it was a thousand miles of horses, and was about to capture the cone, but he saw the cone spreading its hooves and running, and it was like a dragon, and its speed was more than a hundred times that of the golden hoof?

After this essay was written, a poem was written:

"Emperor Wu loves immortals, and burns gold to purple smoke. ”

"There are meat horses in the stable, and I don't understand the blue sky. ”

"The desert sand is like jade, and the moon is like a hook. ”

"One day off the cage, work the clouds. ”

Then the inscription, Qin Xianao visited Mr. Yi Chuan, no courtesy, a close-up of the god horse as a gift, and then a seal.

Cheng Yi raised his eyebrows, and a smile appeared in his eyes: "This painting is good, the poem is good, the words are good, and the article is good, but its intention is wrong, Qin Gongzi, such a heavy gift, the old man really doesn't dare to accept it." ”

"If Mr. Ikawa thinks it's inappropriate, you don't have to care, or you can inscribe it yourself, and the gifts given by the juniors to the seniors will not be a joke if they are withdrawn on the spot?"

"That's it. Cheng Yi really liked this one, and the two talked again. It didn't take long for the Qin Dynasty to get up and say goodbye. "Neutral, you send Gongzi Qin on my behalf. "Yes!" Qin Chao and Yang Shi left, and Cheng Yi took out two letters from his arms and put them on the side for a while.

"Teacher!"

Yang Shi pushed the door and walked in.

"Gone?" Cheng Yi said lightly, the visit of the Qin Dynasty just now, after accepting the painting, Cheng Yi wanted to lead the topic to controversial matters such as learning, newspapers, the fairy country, and the "Theory of Tools" several times, but the Qin Dynasty said, 'Only talk about Fengyue', and always diverted the topic, or avoided it.

"Let's go!" Yang Shi said respectfully.

"He didn't say anything?"

He said that the reason why he didn't talk to the teacher about the serious matter was because of those ideological conflicts, and he said that if he didn't convince the teacher, you couldn't convince him. Yang Shi said.

Cheng Yi nodded slightly: "What do you think?"

I think he's telling the truth, but he's not talking to the teacher about business. ”

Cheng Yi nodded and opened the picture of the Qin Dynasty's divine horse: "Since ancient times, horses have been painted as domestic horses, fat and strong, and the mane around the neck is all down and neat, but you see the horse he painted, not saddled, not chewed, mane covered, hooves raised, full of wild horses, at a glance, in addition to the full of divine horses, it is even more untamed and wild." ”

"Well, this horse is a portrait of Qin Xianao himself. Yang Shi also nodded, the horse on the paper was unusually brave, unrestrained, full of vitality, and even more wild, as if nothing could restrain it.

And the prose and poems he wrote on this paper, the cage, the imperial stable, he took the words of the sages and the rules as the cage stable that bound people. Cheng Yi sighed, "He thinks that only by abandoning these can he become a thousand miles away, which is really young and frivolous." ”

Yang Shi nodded: "Teacher, why don't you hang this picture?"

"Hanging?" Cheng Yi shook his head.

His eyes fell on Li Gonglin's horse picture on the wall in the hall, how awkward it looked.

"I finally understood why Qin Xianao said that his painting should not be opened. Cheng Yi sighed in a low voice, "It turns out that I am not afraid that my horse is not good, but ......"

Yang Shi looked at the horse on the wall, and then at the horse of the Qin Dynasty, and shook his head with a wry smile: "This painting can't be hung, and Li Gonglin's horse will be eclipsed as soon as it is hung." ”

"Yes, although Qin Xianao's horse is full of wildness, it is also full of divine horses, and more importantly, it is ......" Cheng Yi shook his head, Li Gonglin's horse is elegant, tranquil, and peaceful, with a kind of leisurely feeling of a scholar, but the horse of the Qin Dynasty is fresh, strong, powerful, and vigorous, and it is full of vitality, vigor, and freedom, which makes people look at it and give birth to a kind of divine thinking and upward power.

One with a lifeless twilight color.

A passionate, energetic new force.

"This Qin Xianao said that he was proficient in piano, chess, poetry, calligraphy and painting, and he recognized the second in everything, and no one recognized the first. Yang Shi sighed.

Cheng Yi smiled: "If he didn't have this ability, he wouldn't have such great ambitions, but you don't have to be depressed, calligraphy, painting, piano, chess, and poetry are all small ways, since ancient times, there are three unique people in poetry, calligraphy and painting, as many as carp crossing the river, but how many people can achieve great things?"

"That's just as well. Yang Shi nodded, although there are not as many people as Cheng Yi said, such as the carp that crosses the river, but there are many of them, but it is very strange, all poetry, calligraphy and painting are very powerful, and they are often not very good when they do business, so Cheng Yi looks down on those people, and Yang Shi doesn't think there is anything wrong.

"How about mending the sky?" Cheng Yi asked.

"There has been no significant progress. Yang Shi frowned slightly, the thing to make up for the sky is to use the "Theory of Tools" to sort out the sages. Cheng Yi frowned, and pointed to the coffee table with his hand: "Look at these two letters." ”

"Yes!"

Soon Yang Shi put down the letter.

"What do you think?"

"Cihang Jingzhai's words are very sincere, Qin Xianao also seems to be talking from the heart, they refuse to publish Sun Xianggong's signed article in the newspaper, and beg us to give two months, two months Qin Xianao can produce results in the study of sages, this matter...... I don't think it's that reliable. Yang Shi said.

"yes. Cheng Yi sighed lowly, "This thing to make up for the sky, so many of us have no results for more than a month, Han Zihua and Sun Yunzhong have no results for three months, Qin Xianao took two months to show us, is he laughing at us for being stupid donkeys and wooden cows?"

"The teacher's idea is not to give him this February?"

"Can you give it?"

"The face of Ke Cihang Jingzhai ......"

"Cihang Jingzhai can't go against the will of the people. Cheng Yi waved his hand, "You take these two letters to Yunzhong's mansion." ”

"Yes!" Yang Shi walked out of the Yichuan Mansion.

Cheng Yi's eyes fell on the Qin Dynasty's "Divine Horse Map" again.

"Sweeping away the eternal horses, this horse can still be painted in this way, this Qin Xianao is really a ghost. Cheng Yi's face was full of joy, and he shouted outward, "Come on, hang this painting for the old man in the study." ”

"Yes, sir!" immediately a servant carefully put away the painting and went to the study.

"This Qin Xian Ao is not a bad person, but his heart is too wild, too big. Cheng Yi frowned, in the past, when he heard the news of Qin Xianao, he was talking about how arrogant he was, but when he saw it today, he was polite and talked well, Cheng Yi still had a very good impression of the Qin Dynasty, but when he thought of the conceptual gap between the two, he couldn't help but shake his head. (To be continued......)