peerless teacher

These women, the paintings are too beautiful, right?

After admiring it for a while, King Qi lowered his voice, and quietly tugged on Sun Mo's sleeve: "Sun Aiqing, may I draw some portraits for you?"

"Who to draw?"

It doesn't matter to Sun Mo, anyway, his painting skills are at the master level, and he can draw anything easily.

"Draw those!"

King Qi picked out a dozen women, and then gave Sun Mo a smile that could only be understood in words: "You know, don't wear something that is too thick!"

"..."

Sun Mo was speechless. I didn't expect you, the king of a country, to like the aunt type!

It seems that there is a lack of maternal love!

"Let me tell you, this famous painting is more artistic if you turn off the lights and appreciate it?"

Taifu Su finally came to his senses.

"Yes, turn off the lights!"

King Qi ordered.

Famous paintings have their own color and luster, so they can be appreciated in the dark.

The eunuchs immediately ran around and blew out all the tallow candles. Then, when the six chief internal affairs officers carefully lifted up the scroll, there was a huge exclamation in the square, and then it fell silent. terrible.

Under the moonlight, on the picture scroll, Jinling Fengyue is perfectly displayed. Those characters seem to be alive. Everyone seems to have heard the sound of children playing, scholars reading books, and daughters talking about themselves. Waxy voice...

The whole scroll of paintings is full of magnificent and magical colors. In this night of Xijing, it is like a peerless pearl, radiant and independent!

"Master Sun!"

Just as Su Taiqing spoke, he was interrupted by King Qi.

"No, this painting is mine, and I won't give it to anyone who wants it!"

King Qi stared at Su Taiqing, and decided not to hesitate to offend the master of the Holy Gate, but also to keep this painting, because this thing can really be a national treasure.

The place where this painting was born, the occasion, and the person who painted it can be said to have far-reaching significance and are of great collection value.

"..."

Su Taiqing was dumb, and smiled helplessly: "I mean, there is no poem to match such a beautiful painting, something is really missing!"

"Correct!"

King Qi nodded fiercely, then looked at Sun Mo eagerly: "Sun Aiqing, write a poem?"

Sun Mo already knew that he couldn't escape, so he already had a draft.

Pick up the pen! Dip in the ink! Swipe!

The phoenix swims on the phoenix platform.

Wu Gong flowers and grass buried in the path, Jin Dynasty clothing crown into an ancient hill.

Three mountains and half outside the blue sky, the second water divides Bailuzhou.

It is always because the clouds can cover the sun, and Chang'an is not worrying.

After finishing writing the beautiful iron painting with silver hook and thin gold body, everyone in the king of Qi applauded loudly immediately. It is definitely a blessing in a lifetime to see this famous painting with good calligraphy!

"The word Sun Aiqing is really beautifully written!"

The queen was full of emotions, and Ershui divides Bailuzhou, which is so beautiful!I really want him to write a famous poem on me!

If Sun Mo knew that Empress Qi had such an idea, he would definitely not refuse, but instead of writing poems, he would write the word '正'.

"It's a pity, why Jinling, not Xijing!"

Jiang Yuzhen, who hadn't spoken all this time, sighed.

"Yes!"

King Qi was also very sorry.

After tonight, Sun Mo's painting will definitely be famous in Kyushu. At that time, Jinling's reputation will rise further, and it may become the No.1 city in Kyushu, attracting countless wealthy businessmen and tourists to go sightseeing and even settle down.

How much tax do you have to charge?

"Your Highness, you can't expect too much, after all, Master Sun has never lived in Xijing!"

Mrs. Su said something fair.

"The teacher is amazing!"

Xian Yuwei flushed with excitement, grabbed Ying Baiwu's arm and shook it vigorously.

"After tonight, the teacher is a veritable painting saint, right?"

Tantai Yutang rolled his eyes: "We have to settle this matter for real!"

"Teacher is not rare for such an honor!"

Ying Baiwu pouted.

On the high platform, Li Ziqi, who had been silent all this time, looked at Zeng Gongnian and the three of them.

"Illustrator Zeng, Illustrator Zou, Illustrator Wang, how about these two famous paintings of my teacher?"

Li Ziqi asked.

"A masterpiece of the time!"

Wang Zan praised without hesitation: "I am ashamed of myself!"

Zou Yin and Zeng Gongnian were silent. To tell the truth, they didn't want to boast, but if they didn't say a few good words on this occasion, wouldn't they appear to be jealous and narrow-minded?

Furthermore, even a fool would know that this kind of famous painting is a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation.

"Handed down!"

Zeng Gongnian boasted.

"Ok!"

Zou Yin nodded.

"What about my teacher?"

Li Ziqi asked again.

"The pen is smooth and unrestrained, unrestrained and unrestrained, but sharp and heroic, like cutting gold and jade. It has a special charm. I heard that it is called a thin gold body?"

Wang Zan stroked his beard and admired it all over his eyes: "It's not an exaggeration to call it a master of calligraphy!"

Zeng Gongnian and Zou Yin nodded.

"What about my teacher's literary works?"

Li Ziqi continued to ask: "Oh, it's Journey to the West and Dream of the Red Chamber!"

"nice!"

"When will the second half be out?"

"It's really not a son of man to learn from that eunuch and not write at all!"

Everyone scolded.

Many nobles may be just arty and cannot appreciate the charm of calligraphy and famous paintings, but they can understand good books, while the praises of high-ranking officials and ministers are much more rigid.

After all, these people are all dignified Jinshi, with high literary literacy.

"Then my teacher, can I get the title of a Sage of Calligraphy and Sage of Painting?"

Li Ziqi asked with a smile, the teacher doesn't argue about these things, but I want to fight for him.

The crowd fell silent.

After all, this name is too big, and everyone dare not talk nonsense.

Generally speaking, the sages of calligraphy and painting are only conferred after death, or they have works that crush their contemporaries.

Even King Qi didn't dare to brag about it, because although he has a high status, he has no status and no influence in the calligraphy and painting circles.

In other words, he is an outsider, so what he says doesn't count.

"In terms of calligraphy, Master Sun's running script and thin gold style are both at the level of a master, and because the thin gold style is an original creation, it is a work that established a school, so it is no problem to call him a calligraphy master!"

Su Taiqing spoke.

Everyone immediately bowed their heads and listened humbly.

This is the master of the holy sect, the contemporary sub-sage, in terms of status, reputation, literary accomplishment, and profound knowledge, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the number one in the world of famous teachers in Kyushu.

His words are absolutely authoritative!

"As for the paintings, everyone has already seen them. Let's not talk about his eight famous paintings before, that is, the picture of starving people in the morning. Looking at the history of Kyushu, it can also be ranked in the top three. What is even more commendable is that Master Sun taught him in paintings. A lesson for the princes and grandchildren sitting here, the emperors and generals!"

"Please remember that Jiangshan Sheji refers to the people, not land and money. If you don't love your people, you will be overthrown by them!"

hum!

Good words of gold and jade erupted, radiating the entire square.

The top stratum headed by King Qi hurriedly bowed their heads, expressing that they were educated.

"Then there is this picture of Jinling Fengyue. Master Sun's ingenious conception is really eye-opening. Every character, people can immediately make up a story when they look at it."

Su Taiqing laughed: "Your Majesty, it's cheap for you. If it wasn't for a gentleman not to take away people's love, I would definitely take it!"

"Yeah, I won't be able to see it in the future!"

Xiang Zhao sighed: "Mr. Sun, can you tell me the story of this man? Why did he stand on a tall building?"

"His name is Ximen Chuuxue, and he is standing there because he is waiting for another old enemy named Ye Gucheng!"

Sun Mo shrugged his shoulders.

Xiang Zhao's eyes lit up, and when he heard these two names, he knew he was an expert, so he couldn't wait: "Can you tell me in detail?"

Sun Mo smiled and shook his head.

"That's why Master Sun is a master of calligraphy and painting!"

Su Taiqing looked at Sun Mo: "Books are the books of the sage of calligraphy, and paintings are the paintings of the sage of painting!"

Why didn't you mention literary works?

Because in Su Taiqing's eyes, Journey to the West and Dream of the Red Chamber are just recreational works. Although they are classics, they are not enough to be handed down to the world.

Wow!

Everyone looked at Sun Mo with envy.

This is the praise of the master of the Holy Gate!

Zeng Gongnian and Zou Yin vomited blood with jealousy. They have been immersed in painting for decades, and they are not even masters of painting.

But thinking about the number of famous paintings that Sun Mo had already drawn, there were as many as ten, and they were relieved again.

Can't compare!

Li Ziqi's wish came true, and he smiled happily.

"Everyone, you can enjoy painting at any time. Now, can we go back and rest?"

Sun Mo was a little tired.

"Yes, rest!"

King Qi nodded quickly: "Come here, take Sun Aiqing back to the palace."

Chapter 1213 The Battle Begins

"Ok?"

Sun Mo frowned slightly, why did he feel like he was about to be blessed? "Your Majesty, I'd better go back to the hotel because I have some things to deal with."

"Oh!"