Mr. Zhang brought Mu Ming to the backyard and said it was a backyard, but it was actually a small garden. There was a lake in the garden, and there was a thatched pavilion in the center of the lake, and a wooden bridge connecting the pavilion to the shore. At this time, the father and son walked from the wooden bridge.

There were two old men waiting in the thatched pavilion. When they saw Mr. Zhang, they stood up and saluted them one after another.

"I have met the master and the young master!" The two spoke, then looked at the wooden name.

Mr. Zhang waved his hand and said, "You don't need to be polite to you! This is a child, so I'll bother you in the future!"

One of the old men with white hair said, "I am honored to be a gentleman and teach my knowledge! I have seen everything that the master has done for Long County over the years. The people of Longlong County have long wanted to do something for the master, but they have no chance..."

The other old man was a little strange. His hair was half white and half black, and his eyes were the same. One eye seemed to have lost half of its light, only turbid, but the other eye was bright and bright.

However, at this time, he also said: "I am also honored to be the young master! Please rest assured, Master!"

Mr. Zhang nodded and said with satisfaction: "I am relieved to you for your talents, but I don't ask for much. It's enough for this job. I only ask my son to be half of his virtues, so I have no regrets! It's a coincidence that I have seen Wu Weng's transformation, and that black and white stroke is really incredible, as if he is spiritual, different from other colorful ones."

One of them said, "I laughed at you. The master is from the imperial capital. I think I have seen those people's transformations. They are just painting skills. Some people paint colorful, some people paint black and white, no height..."

"So, thank you. If I can return to the imperial capital in the future, I will definitely engrave the monument for the two gentlemen and then enshrine it here!" said Mr. Zhang.

Upon hearing this, both old men were delighted. They had both passed the Juren in their early years, but they did not take any further steps later, and then they also extinguished their thoughts.

Later, I became a teacher in the prefectures and counties. I waited until I was sixty years old before returning to Daolong County. Since then, I rarely taught my children. However, this time, Mr. Zhang sent someone to invite him, and they were willing. At this time, I was also very excited when I heard this. As soon as Mr. Zhang had a very good reputation.

If they were buried in the future, they would have gained a good reputation. After all, they were also recognized by the county and county masters, and they also became the husband of the county master.

"Tomorrow, we must study hard in the future, and we should respect our teachers and respect our Tao. Do you know?" The elder warned sternly, and at this time he had a layer of majesty.

Mu Ming nodded and kowtowed to the two teachers. The two teachers hurriedly helped him. They were surprised by Mu Ming's actions, but nodded secretly in their hearts.

Teachers, like fathers, used to teach some students, but few people politely politely!

"Then I'll say goodbye first!" Mr. Zhang bowed his fists and then left.

The two old men also clasped their fists and watched Mr. Zhang leave.

"Young Master, then let's start? My name is Wuliu. From now on, you can call me Mr. Wuliu!" The old man with black and white hair was speaking. When he looked at Mu Ming, he said, "I don't know what the young master wants to learn?"

Mu Ming asked back, "I wonder what sir wants to teach?"

The old man said: "A hundred schools of thought, any young master can learn anything. Although Confucianism is orthodox, it is too single. I don't want the young master to become a corrupt scholar!"

Mu Ming said: "I heard from my father that other miscellaneous studies are restricted in the imperial world?"

The old man nodded and said, "There is the same as Confucianism there, even if it is Tai Academy. Other miscellaneous families can only settle in a corner, but our place is Long County, and it has been transformed into a place, and no one cares about that much."

At this time, another old man also said: "Even if it is a painting...

Mu Ming was surprised and said, "The same is true for painting? Isn't it just a pen and a roll of paper? Isn't it just flowers, plants, mountains and rivers?"

The old man laughed and said, "The young master told the key points in one sentence, it is indeed mountains, rivers, flowers, plants, and ordinary scenery. But most people in the world do not know this principle. Just like the content taught by Wuliu, it is nothing more than words and principles. It is just that someone gives them meaning. Therefore, there are schools and paintings, and a painting is a story, and the artistic conception that is passed down is like this. There are the laws of the Legalists, the benevolence and righteousness of Confucianism, the non-attack of the Mohist schools, and the Yin-Yang schools..."

Mu Ming said: "Who is the teacher from which family?"

"We are both Confucian, but later I discovered that the so-called schools only have different understandings and no difference. If we achieve different achievements, we must integrate hundreds of schools and then find ourselves. What we are at that time is what we are." The speaker was Mr. Wuliu.

Mu Ming said: "Then should teachers think what should I learn first?"

The two old men looked at each other, and then Mr. Wuliu said, "I heard from the master that the young master had studied with an old Taoist priest?"

Mu Ming said: "That's true, but I can't remember what I have cultivated."

"It's okay. Since the young master has a fate with Taoism, let's start with Taoist doctrine. I have an article "Xiaoyaoyou" here, which was written by Zhuangzi, the ancestor of Taoism. It's good for the young master to read it."

Mr. Wuliu took out a volume of ancient books, put them on the table, then looked at another old man and said, "Wu Weng, it's your place!"

The old man with white hair and beard smiled and said, "I don't have so much to teach, but recently I think that what I mean by painting is just everything in the world, whether tangible or invisible, it is a scenery, and the most important thing is human beings. Maybe I am a person!"

The old man took out a pen from his cuff and placed it on the table.

"Young Master, let's choose first!"

The two old men spoke at the same time and then looked at each other.

Seeing this, Mu Ming took out the white scroll from the clothes on his chest and said, "I seem to dream of some pictures, so why not learn to draw first!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Weng laughed and said, "Five Liu, you lost, the young master chooses me first, and the two taels of silver will belong to me!"

Mr. Wuliu was distressed and looked at Mu Ming and said, "Young Master has caused me a lot!"

Afterwards, Mr. Wu Liu told them about the gambling. Mu Ming was stunned for a moment, only to feel that the two teachers were not as old-fashioned as they imagined!

Mu Ming grabbed the pen and drew a stroke on the scroll, but the ink trace did not fall on the scroll. When Wu Weng saw it, he frowned and said, "What a weird paper, is it a rumored magic scroll?"

Wu Weng said: "The person who practices Taoism has already scrolled, it is a scroll of the soul. Only special people can portray it by relying on the power of the soul. Where can the young master get it?"

Mu Ming shook his head and said, "I don't know, I can't remember it."

The two old men then remembered that the person in front of him had lost his memory, his mind was as simple as a child, and he was extremely simple. Mr. Wuliu picked up the ancient book, handed it to the wooden name, and said, "Can you read it?"

Mu Ming took it, looked at it for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes, I'll do it!"

The name of the wood is then closed and then said: "There is a fish in the north, whose name is Kun. The size of Kun is not known for thousands of miles; it turns into a bird, which is called Peng. The back of Peng is not known for thousands of miles; it flies in anger, and its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky. This is a bird, and the sea will move to the south. The southern part of the darkness is the Tianchi."

Mr. Wuliu was shocked and then said, "Do you know what it means?"

Mu Ming nodded and said, "This section is the commentary of Kunpeng. It is rumored that Kunpeng is one of the evil spirits in heaven and earth!"

But at this time Mu Ming held his head with a look of pain.

Mr. Wuliu said: "It seems that the old Taoist priest has two tricks, but it is also right. He doesn't know Lao Zhuang's knowledge of Taoism, and he is embarrassed to cheat..."

At this time, a sloppy old Taoist on the Abbot's mountain was eating roast chicken, but he sneezed suddenly and murmured: "Is that boy missed me?"

When Mr. Wuliu saw Mu Ming's move, he said, "Young Master, don't think about it. There is nothing wrong with learning these things again. There are some things that the old Taoist priest can understand thoroughly!"

Mu Ming felt the pain disappear, so he nodded and said, "The teacher knows a lot, so my abscess disease may be cured?"

The old man shook his head and said, "It's better to forget it. Some things should go with the flow. All things have only the truth. Just like the Kunpeng, it becomes a fish in the water and a penis in the sky. It doesn't need to be changed. Just adapt to it and let it go with the flow!"

The name of the wood seems to be unaware, but Wu Weng said: "Wu Liu, please give a lecture, I will listen to it too. I am not limited to teaching the drawing class."

Mr. Wuliu nodded, and said, "Okay, I want to draw too, so don't hide your own personalities!"

Wu Weng laughed and said, "It depends on whether what you teach is what I wish!"

Mr. Wuliu shook his head and then said, "So let's start with this "Xiaoyaoyou". I just hope that the young master will become a Kunpeng in the future and will have a journey of thousands of miles!"

"In the Warring States Period, there was a sea in the land of the north, called the North Sea. This sea was pitch black and devoured all the light. Most of the sea beasts in the sea, including a big fish, named Kun..."

Mrs. Zhang watched this scene from a distance and nodded silently.

For some time after that, when the servants of the Zhang family often saw wooden names and an old man studying with another old man. Whether it was wooden names or the old man would write anything, while the other old man would shake his head or nod.

Sometimes, two old men would come to a corner of the street in Long County with wooden names, and then squat on the ground. The old men who were studying would draw whatever they wanted on the ground. Some people who were interested came forward and saw that it was actually some simple outlines, but lifelike.

Moreover, the three people's study place is not limited to one place. The two old people seem to be tireless. Sometimes they will teach in the mansion, sometimes they will be in the city, and whether it is the name of stone and wood or the old people will focus on it. When painting, they are not limited to a certain street. Sometimes, under an old tree, the three people lie on the ground, watching some ants come back and forth for food.

A servant reported to Mrs. Zhang that the two old men were idle and took the young master around the streets and even climbed trees to catch sparrows.

Mrs. Zhang was not calm, so she quietly took people to watch from a distance. At this time, Mu Ming and the other two were eating noodles in a noodle restaurant. The three of them had a great appetite, especially the two old men. They actually ate five bowls each. The servant immediately said: "Madam, they just cheated on food and drink, and the young master paid for it!"

Mrs. Zhang frowned, but didn't say much. Until the three of them left the noodle shop, Mrs. Zhang appeared in the noodle shop. Suddenly, the noodle shop was in chaos because everyone knew about it, but Mrs. Zhang ignored it and just looked at the place where the three of them had sat for a moment, and then said, "You don't have to worry about it in the future!"

The servants were puzzled, but the lady had already walked away. They focused their eyes on the table, but found that there was a bowl of noodles on the table, which was drawn, to be precise, drawn with soup, simple outlines, and talk about several strokes, but at first glance, it was extremely real.

Everyone was a little confused, but they immediately caught up with the wife.

The owner of the noodle restaurant was alarmed, but when he appeared, the wife of the county master disappeared, and a waiter reported what had happened just now. The boss of the noodle restaurant looked like he moved and immediately said: "So quickly find Lao Liu who was engraved with the tombstone, then carve the painting, and write a sentence next to it..."

The owner of the noodle restaurant thought, and then said, "Just write, 'Madam Qingtian comes here to stop and watch this painting', well, just write it like that!"

The waiter said: "What if the county master is unhappy?"

The owner of the noodle restaurant looked at the waiter and said, "Or I am the boss, you are the waiter. If I am not wrong, then the young man should be our young master Qingtian. The story behind this is maternal love and care. If we say that if we say that in private, the county master would blame him? Maybe one day we will come to our noodle restaurant in person. At that time, our noodle restaurant business will be booming!"

"I can't stand the shopkeeper!" The waiter immediately flattered.

"That's... I'll call someone quickly, the soup is almost dry!"

"Young guy, go here!"

...

Time flies so fast. In the blink of an eye, half a year passed and the two old men left because they were almost the same as what they should teach.

Mrs. Zhang tried to keep her and said, "But the child is naughty, otherwise why did the two gentlemen leave early?"

Mr. Wuliu said: "It's not true. The young master's talent is rare. The ability to remember everything I can admire. The young master has mastered the various schools of thought. There are only so many people I can teach. The rest needs to be understood by myself."

Wu Weng also said: "Although the young master has never practiced the flower path, he can learn it once, especially the natural landscape. It seems that he has a unique talent. Even those disciples of painting Taoism in the imperial capital are just like this!"

When Mrs. Zhang heard this, she knew the whole story. Then she thanked her and greeted her servants. The servant brought two trays, with gold bars placed in it.

When the two old men saw this, they did not refuse and said, "So, thank you, goodbye!"

Then, the two left with gold and silver.

Mu Ming watched them leave, and Mrs. Zhang said, "Tomorrow, your teachers are really in true nature."

Mu Ming smiled and said, "A gentleman is not false."

Mrs. Zhang was immediately happy and said, "That's the one who returns it, a nerd!"

Mu Ming immediately pulled Mrs. Zhang's arm and said, "Mom, I'm hungry!"
To be continued...