At the same time, the second floor of Wenxuan Building.

"You brought such a painting?" Zhou Dongyi looked at An Jin, his face full of astonishment.

"Yes," An Jin explained stiffly, "The disciple explained to Qiu Yan several times, but he was reluctant to come, only saying that you have seen this painting and naturally understand." ”

After he finished speaking, Zhou Dongyi didn't continue to say anything, and the room suddenly fell silent, and the atmosphere was solemn, which made An Jin's heart more and more depressed, and sweat rolled down his cheeks.

He was ordered to go over this time, running back and forth, through the woods, and he was already exhausted, but now he was stimulated by Zhou Dongyi's words, and he felt top-heavy.

At this time, Pang Chu said: "Old Zhou, since Qiu Yan asked someone to bring a painting, there must be a reason for thinking about it, you might as well take a look." ”

His words broke the oppressive atmosphere and made An Jin secretly breathe a sigh of relief, then handed the painting over and exited the room.

There were a lot of Confucian scholars gathered outside, and they were all curious about what kind of painting Qiu Yan had brought to him.

Downstairs, a few tables are placed in the center of the hall, and there are a few articles, which have been commented on by the great Confucians and gentlemen, for people to taste.

These articles may be included in the classics in the future, and they are of great value, and they are placed in the public, but they are not afraid of being stolen or taken, after all, not everyone is like Huang Yan, who can escape with the spirit of a sage, and as long as others make a slight move, they will immediately be held by the life cultivation master who is hidden around and is responsible for protecting the safety of the Great Confucian.

This literary meeting, twists and turns, to now, everyone's attention is no longer on the article, the heart is concerned about others, not long after the taste, as soon as An Jin came back with Qiu Yan's painting, the Confucian students immediately became interested, so they followed.

"Ladies and gentlemen, my teacher is a little unhappy. Don't gather here anymore, disperse. An Jin glanced at it and said that he wanted to disperse the crowd.

Someone responded immediately.

"Dare to ask Brother An, what is Qiu Sheng's painting?"

"Didn't you go to find Qiu Yan and come back, why didn't others arrive, but sent a painting?"

"Could it be that Qiu Yan doesn't give face to a few gentlemen, and he doesn't want to come, yes or no?"

......

Voices were spoken, although everyone's voices were not high. Knowing that there were a few great Confucians sitting in the room, he deliberately lowered his voice, but more than a dozen or twenty people were talking at the same time, which still seemed extremely noisy.

An Jin secretly screamed that it was not good, but before he could make a sound, a majestic voice came from the room.

"Why are you making a lot of noise outside? Why don't you hurry over to Pinwen? I don't know if the opportunity is rare?"

As soon as the voice came out, the noise stopped abruptly, and all the Confucian scholars recognized it and knew that it was Zhou Dongyi who was speaking. There was clearly impatience in the words, where did you dare to say more, immediately follow the good flow, and quickly retreat one by one.

It didn't take long. King Yan also walked out of the room on the second floor, his face gloomy and his mood was very bad, followed by Yang Ying with a smile on his face. and Doru with a look of regret.

The group of three left Wenxuan Building amid the discussion of outsiders.

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"Today's young people are too uncomplacent. Today's literary meeting, only once in a few years, to be in the Eastern Capital at this time, it is not easy, but I don't know how to cherish it, but I put my mind on other people, no matter how famous Qiu Yan is, no matter how big the turmoil is, what can they gain?"

In the room, Zhou Dong snorted angrily, looking angry.

"Old Zhou, don't be angry," Pang Chu shook his head, "Da Ruicheng has been on a regular basis for a long time, and the atmosphere has naturally changed, besides, there are groups of people, some are curious about other people's affairs, and there are also those who can calm down and calm down, in the hall on the first floor, aren't there a few juniors who are dedicated to studying?"

The two of them spoke, coming to the table.

Han Yi, Mr. Xiao Chen, Xu Shi, Zheng Qiu and others were gathered around the table, looking at the painting scrolls spread out on it.

Zhou Dongyi glanced at the scroll and frowned: "Qiu Yan wants to draw the scene of ancient times on the paper through the pen in his hand?" As he spoke, he bent down slightly and looked at the painting carefully, his brows furrowed more and more.

Xu Shi also frowned at the painting, and then shook his head: "There is also a bit of reckless artistic conception in the painting, which has something in common with the ancient scenery we saw before, but due to the artist's attainments, I can't really express it." ”

Pang Chu looked at it with relish: "I can't say that, just on painting skills, it's actually not bad, but it's a little rusty, you look at the tree, grasp the momentum well, the density is also appropriate, and the brushwork is even more in one go, and these figures are quite eye-catching, faintly can feel the flesh and blood, and Qiu Yan's calligraphy is in the same vein." ”

"We are gathered here not to see a picture scroll that only has painting skills but no painting rhyme!" Zhou Dongyi shook his head, "This Qiu Yan, why don't you want to come over? Even if it is inconvenient to say things because of ghosts and gods, you can also visualize the ancient times again, so that I can wait for enlightenment." ”

"Old man Zhou, if you can't comprehend the ancients this time, isn't it true that from now on, Qiu Yan won't do anything, and will bite back and visualize the ancients in front of us day after day? You don't want to think about it, from ancient times to the present, how many people have tried to comprehend the ancients, but how many people have succeeded?" Han Yi's voice came from the side, and the meaning of his words was unceremoniously, secretly accusing.

"I haven't said anything like this, but if you say success, it's not nothing, don't forget that Lin ......" Zhou Dongyi's eyelids jumped, and he was about to refute.

Mr. Xiao Chen shook his head and interrupted: "Something happened suddenly before, the ancient scene came, and it shook the hearts of you and me, so that we could gain something, and now both you and I have a trace of thought in our hearts, and we also have an understanding of this ancient scene. ”

Zhou Dongyi lowered his voice, revealing the unhappiness in his heart: "According to what you say, this rare opportunity is just like that?"

"It's not that forget it," Han Yi interjected, pointing to the painting on the table, "Didn't Qiu Yan say that everything he said was in the painting? ”

Xu Shize said: "This painting is both desirable and inspiring, and it is also qualified to lead future generations outside the door to understand the ancients, but it is not of much use to us." ”

Seeing that because of Qiu Yan's painting, several people are about to fall into a quarrel, and they seem to be harmonious on the surface, but in fact, because of the academy and doctrine, there are more or less conflicts and discord, once the quarrel starts, it is inevitable that they will break up unhappily.

"Ahem," two coughs came, it was Zheng Qiu who spoke, he raised his thin fingers, and tapped the table, "Don't be impatient, that junior of Jiuyuan Academy, didn't you say that Qiu Yan asked him to go to him every day for the next few days to get a painting?"

"Well, there is this sentence," Zhou Dongyi's brows were still furrowed, "It's just too big, could it be that in the next few days, a few of us will have to wait here and go to see his paintings every day?"

"It's nothing," Pang Chu smiled, "The juniors have just had some experience in the study of Yasheng in the past few years, so you might as well ask a few people for advice in the past few days." ”

Xu Shi shook his head and was about to speak, but was preempted by Han Yi: "I haven't talked about it for a long time, so it's better to take this opportunity to confirm it." ”

"This is ......" Zhou Dongyi was about to speak, when there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, followed by a knock on the door, "Master, it's me." ”

"Oh, come in, it's all done?" Zhou Dongyi heard the identity of the person, and ordered, the door was pushed open, and a man about forty years old walked in.

This person, at first glance, looks like an ordinary person, but he can walk smoothly, and as soon as the door opens, he arrives behind Zhou Dongyi, and responds respectfully: "When I arrived at the place, Huang Yan and his comrades were no longer there. ”

"It's cheap? Zhou Dongyi's heart became more and more unhappy, that Huang Yan attracted the spirit of the sage, so that everyone's perception of the ancient scenery fell short, how could such a thing be easily let go, it was he who volunteered to take over the matter.

This middle-aged man who came to the house was one of the guards responsible for guarding Zhou Dongyi's safety, and he sent him to give Huang Yan some punishment.

Listening to Zhou Dongyi's words, the middle-aged man shook his head and said: "It's not that it's empty, but someone is the first to get there, when I arrived at the place, it was already a mess, there were a lot of blood stains on the ground, and there were even stumps and broken arms, as if they had been run over by a giant beast, and there was a person who stayed there, claiming to be Qiu Yan's servant, let me bring a word." ”

"Qiu Yan's servant?" Zhou Dongyi was stunned, "What did he say?"

The middle-aged man replied: "The man said that Qiu Yan asked him to tell the gentlemen, 'Huang Yan has been punished, there is no need to worry, it is not that the younger generation wants to overstep the bounds, but it is really Huang Yan's deceitful mind, and he must do it first'." ”

"Is this his original words?" After getting an affirmative answer, Zhou Dongyi asked the middle-aged man to retreat, turned around and said, "Since that's the case, then I'll come back tomorrow to see what the purpose of this Qiu Yan is." After the words fell, he left Wenxuan Tower.

As soon as Dongyi went this week, the other gentlemen looked at the picture scroll, but did not find anything special, and left one after another without saying much.

When Han Yi left, he called the little maid in the building and asked him to take care of this.

As soon as everyone went, the meeting was considered to be over, and in the evening, people from several academies came to pick up the article, and even Qiu Yan sent Hu Qi over to bring back his article.

On this day, Wenxuan's writing, ups and downs, when the Confucian students who participated in the Wenhui dispersed, the affairs in the building soon spread in the city, and Qiu Yan's name became even louder.

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Outside the sky, among the stars, Qionglou Yuyu, the palace ups and downs, beautiful.

On the side of the palace complex, an attic suddenly shook, and the light and shadow on the upper floor changed, and silver light poured out.

The mutation lasted for three days before it stopped.

Then, the door of the building opened, and Lu Liang, who was dressed in court clothes, stepped out, there was no smoke and fire on his body, his face was ruddy, and his exposed skin was as white as jade.

Swish!

Ahead, the white shadow flashed, and a crane fell, turned on the spot, turned into a white fat boy, and arched his hand towards Lu Liang and said: "Congratulations to Dao Chenghuang for coming out of the customs, my Xingjun is waiting for ...... in the Qianming Palace" (to be continued......

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