Chapter 207: The best painting

Tang Mo'er looked at him with gratitude, and Chen Ao couldn't help feeling embarrassed. He had done many bad things in his life, but not many good things. Today's work was also a coincidence. He felt ashamed in his heart, stroked the two books in his hand, and smiled and said, "Well, why are you polite Mo'er? Didn't your master's wife say it? We are a family."

He grinned and bit the three words of the family very seriously, and he still wanted to point out.

How smart Tang Mo'er was, how could she not understand the meaning of this words? Her face was covered with a layer of blush, but she said generously: "Clever words are rare and kind."

Chen Ao smiled slightly, and said cleverly, and said, "Sui Ren" is from the Analects of Confucius, which means: a person with a likable sweet talk and a hypocritical look on his face. Such people have no kindness; but giving these words comes from Tang Mo'er's mouth, which makes Chen Ao feel a different flavor.

Tang Moer suddenly said this, deliberately borrowing Confucius' words to fight back against the ambiguous words she had just made. At the same time, she also posed a difficult problem for Chen Ao. If she wanted to fight back, she had to come up with a way to solve the problem.

It was really not easy to talk to this Miss Tang. A random sentence arises a problem. Chen Ao felt a little bitter in his heart. After thinking about it briefly, he said, "The villain goes forward and the gentleman retreats. There is nothing else. He uses talent but no virtue, so it is."

This sentence is Chen Ao's problem, which means that villains are promoted but gentlemen are exempted from retreating, not because of other things, but because they should use their talents rather than virtue. Another meaning is that in this world without virtue, gentlemen are often alienated by others, while villains who speak cleverly can get close to others. In words and words, this is not only a problem, but also a sign of Chen Ao's outlook on life. He was born in this society and had to adapt to this society. It is not advisable to just learn from a gentleman like Tang Yan. Chen Ao would rather be a real villain, be close to others and be filthy.

The question-solving book is a truth, and it has a meaning. Chen Ao reads more than anyone else, but benevolence, righteousness and morality are all in books. Since I was born in the secular world, I live in the golden house in the book, and I am not accompanied by Yan Ruyu. I have no choice but to be a real villain.

Tang Mo'er blinked, but looked at Chen Ao curiously and said, "There are many people in the world who claim to be gentlemen, but few people call themselves villains. But how many people can truly achieve unity of knowledge and action and keep the style of gentlemen? Mr. Chen's words and deeds are open, which makes Mo'er admire him. I hope that the young master can be a real villain who can save the world. In this way, even if he speaks cleverly, he will admire him."

Chen Aohe nodded and smiled slightly, "Chen Ao remembers Mo'er's words. But..." Chen Ao smiled bitterly: "When Mo'er talks to me in the future, can you not fight so many puzzles? If I can't answer for a while, then my face will be greatly lost."

Tang Mo'er burst out laughing and said angrily: "You are a talented man in Bianjing. If you can't even answer the meaning of the scriptures, wouldn't you just bear the reputation?"

Chen Ao rarely sees Tang Mo'er laughing. This smile has a naughty elf-like look, which is very touching. Chen Ao unconsciously said, "I am a talented man in Bianjing, and you are a talented woman in Bianjing, but I am quite destined to do so. Miss Mo'er said this, if I try this kind of mystery in the future, I will respond even if I bite the bullet."

Tang Mo'er bit her lip, but was a little at a loss. It was the first time she saw a thick-skinned person like Chen Ao, so she didn't climb up like this, so she immediately said seriously: "Mo'er is back, please be careful when you walk." When she turned around, her shoulders trembled slightly, which seemed to be quite out of control, and then she disappeared into the corner of the street.

Chen Ao stroked the book in his hand, but he was stunned for a moment, thinking in his mind. He looked at the book and couldn't help thinking: "Should I bite the hook from the bait sent by my master's wife? Okay, go back and study it first before talking about it."

When I returned to the Duke's Mansion, I was tired and fell asleep. I woke up in the middle of the night and got out of bed with my clothes and shoes to read the scriptures copied by Tang Yan. Most of these essays were ordinary. Among the dozen articles, there was only one good one, but it was far worse than the collection of the Duke's Mansion. However, the meaning of this book was different. Chen Aoxin thought with a deep heart, why did I talk to Miss Zhou when I met Miss Zhou and Zhen Zhen even more deviant? There was Chun'er's sad appearance that made me sad. Now that I met Miss Mo'er, I made me feel too affectionate. Will I be too affectionate? I was not like this in the past. Could it be that something happened when I traveled through time and space?

He sat down while putting down the book, but smiled sadly, thinking to himself that it was not a matter of traveling through time and space, but the root of the problem might still be in himself. He himself has a strong possessive desire and cannot tolerate beautiful things falling into the hands of others, just like the rare treasures in his previous life. Therefore, he chose the art thief industry, risking being wanted, and stole the rare antiques passed down from generation to generation with wisdom and courage.

Could it be that my hobby for antiques has turned to women?

Chen Ao was stunned for a moment, but he felt that it seemed inappropriate to compare the beauties he had come into contact with, but he could not find a reason to explain. He was dizzy and fell asleep.

However, the Hanlin Academy of Calligraphy and Painting was brightly lit. After a night, several masterpieces of the painting exam were finally released after several bachelor's and attendant discussions.

The next question is how to arrange the rankings, which is difficult to make people feel confused. It is important to know that these paintings are all highly selected and excellent paintings. It is not so easy to choose the advantages and disadvantages from them.

Especially one "Xiaoxiang Lady's Picture" and another "Palace Fairy Picture" are the best. For this reason, several scholars and attendants argue endlessly. In the end, these two paintings fell on Zhao Lingrang's case. Zhao Lingrang was the chief examiner of the painting examination chosen by the official family. If he gave some judgment, he would naturally make people have nothing to say.

Zhao Lingrang was a little tired, and at this time he couldn't help but feel refreshed. He moved the candlestick on the table closer. He first looked at the picture of the lady in Xiaoxiang. At first glance, he understood that the style of this painting was undoubtedly his second son Zhao Boqi. Since it was a painting of his beloved son, he saw it very seriously. The background of this painting was excellent, with delicate brush strokes, revealing the beautiful scenery of the palace. Especially the flowers and birds, it was extremely vivid, as if they had spiritual energy, and their minds were a little dazed, as if they could see the flowers swaying, fragrant, and the birds could be heard coming quietly, which made people feel refreshed.

As for the lady in front of the pavilion, a beautiful figure popped out from the small window, which could be seen vaguely. The lady seemed to be watching flowers, but also listening to the singing of the bird. Although it was only vaguely visible in the painting, she seemed to feel her long face, her eyes, and her cherry lips. She felt a faint smile.

Although the lady was laughing, in this painting, only flowers and birds were accompanying her. There was only a lonely figure among the pavilions with carved beams and painted buildings. In this way, there was a bit of sadness. This sadness was neither transmitted from the flowers and birds, nor was it implicit in the ladies' smile, but the deep palace resentment created by the strong contrast between the characters and flowers and birds, and between the pavilions and buildings.

Zhao Lingrang couldn't help but sigh: "This painting is good, which makes people feel sad and regretful. It is worthy of being selected as an art academy." He was very pleased that Bo Qi had become very good at painting skills, and this painting even showed his best level.

However, although Zhao Lingrang admired his second son quite well, he also knew in his heart that the ones he was good at painting were palaces, flowers and birds, and Zhao Boqi was influenced by his eyes and eyes. He was very good at painting palaces, flowers and birds. Zhao Boqi had a great advantage in the test questions of this painting test. If he taught him to paint famous rivers and mountains, or scenery of Jiangnan Lake, he would probably not be able to perform at this level.

Moreover, the lady who leaned out of the attic had a rather awkward brush, which seemed to be Zhao Boqiu trying hard to describe her graceful and lazy body, but in the end, due to insufficient brushwork, she showed a little extravagance.

"Sir, can this painting be considered the first name?" A beard-stroking scholar looked at Zhao Lingrang and asked.

Zhao Lingrang smiled and said, "Let me look at another painting." Then he asked someone to take Zhao Boqin's painting, spread out another "Palace Fairy Picture" and looked at it briefly. He just wanted to see it briefly, but he was surprised to see it, "This painting has Gu Kaizhi's vivid brush." ​​He couldn't help but feel a little excited. The vivid brush was simple, but how could it be so easy? How many people in the world can do it from ancient times to the present?

He looked at the painting at his desk, and the background color was rendered very well. The painter was obviously very proficient in the method of background color, which made the whole painting appear pure and soft. The flowers and birds in the painting were better than those of the Xiaoxiang ladies. The birds were like a vivid expression. They were either singing loudly in the palace or spreading their wings to fly, and their lively feelings were vividly displayed on the paper.

The attic in the painting is magnificent, continuous and graceful. Although the palace pavilion is not painted realistically, this exaggerated technique just confirms the luxurious beauty of the palace.

The brush lines used by painters are sometimes delicate but sometimes thick, with different brushwork, but the two brushworks are extremely meticulous, and there is no flaw found at a glance.

Zhao Lingrang was quite shocked. If he hadn't believed in ghosts and gods, he would have thought that Gu Kaizhi had reborn. With such painting and skillful techniques, he would have been afraid that only a few old scholars in the Academy of Calligraphy and Painting. What surprised him even more was the ladies in the courtyard, with ancient and gorgeous charm, playing in the courtyard, leisurely movements, a slight smile on his face, and his charming appearance was vividly displayed on the paper.

Zhao Lingrang exclaimed, his head lowered to the table, and he focused on looking at the ladies in the painting. The color-making techniques used by the ladies were clear, the dimness on their faces, and the decoration of their clothes were all very skillful. The veil was transparent and soft, and the moist and shiny on their skin were painted like alike. Only this ladies could see that the painter was unique and made the paintings extremely delicate. The delicateness of the ladies was contrasted with the roughness and open-mindedness of the background, which made the whole painting more vivid.

Zhao Lingrang couldn't help laughing and murmured in a low voice: "It turns out that this person actually used two different ways of drawing."

This is amazing. It can combine the two painting methods into one, and it will neither appear awkward nor abrupt in the painting. This person's painting skills are probably a little more brilliant than what he imagined just now.

Zhao Lingrang glanced at the eyes and finally fell on the lady's eyes. The eyes were smiling, but the place where his eyes fell was a moon cave not far away. What was behind the moon cave? Is this lady looking forward to the arrival of the king? But after the moon cave, it was empty, dark and deep. The lady was disappointed again and again. Although she deliberately enjoyed the leisurely and idle life, deep in her heart, she must be extremely miserable. After careful observation, she found that the joy of the lady was all disguised, and behind the forced smile was a strong resentment.
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