peerless teacher

"Oh, you still say!"

The guests are also convinced, so you can't borrow the slope to go down the road?However, all the old fritters were present, and they quickly saw the hidden tension between the two sides.

"Oh, let me ask Master Sun, what are the shortcomings of this painting? I want to make up for one or two!"

Miao Mu suppressed his anger and asked for advice, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that this was a counterattack.

You are an ordinary person, how can you guide a famous painter?If you say it is not good, you will be sprayed!

puff!

Before Sun Mo could speak, Zheng Qingfang burst out laughing, and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Ahem, sorry, sorry, my stomach hurts!"

Zheng Xiang made an excuse casually, but no one dared to hold on to it.

"This painting is excellent in terms of both the setting and the artistry, but the intention is a bit lacking. The great master Sanzang went west to seek the scriptures, not only to sharpen his own mind, but more importantly, to save the suffering. Save the world!"

Sun Mo spoke.

Miao Mu, who was originally full of disdain for Sun Mo, frowned slightly when he heard this, and looked at the Tripitaka again.

Li Zixing stared at Miao Mu, what are you doing?

Fight back!

Spray him!

Miao Mu was still thinking about it, but seeing this scene, he could only gather his thoughts and speak.

"Master Sun, if you don't know how to paint, please keep your mouth shut, or ask for advice with an open mind. You are really inferior to criticizing from the point of view."

Miao Mu accused and preached as a famous painter.

"I think Master Sun is right!"

"That's not bad. It's the most unreliable idea. Except for the author of Journey to the West, who can understand the connotation of Journey to the West?"

"Isn't this just saying that the public is right, and the woman is saying that the woman is right?"

The guests were discussing, although they wanted to praise Sun Mo's wit, but to be honest, his pickiness was really a bit shameless.

It's like there are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people. Except for Shakespeare, who dares to say that they understand Hamlet?

Sun Mo shrugged his shoulders. He really wasn't talking nonsense. If it was a famous painting about flowers, birds, fish and insects, he really didn't know how to evaluate it. But when it comes to figure paintings and landscape paintings, I'm sorry, the master Sun Mo is his father!

"Master Sun, I dare to say that I am definitely the best in Jinling City when it comes to studying "Journey to the West". Make this half a famous painting!"

Miao Mu explained.

"Yes, Master Miao loves "Journey to the West" far more than anyone else."

Li Zixing chimed in: "So his understanding of Sanzang is also the deepest, and what about you, Master Sun, you should have been preparing for the one-star master teacher examination in the past year, right?"

The guests started talking again.

Indeed, even if Sun Mo wanted to say that he was studying "Journey to the West" every day, no one would believe it. After all, if he wanted to break the record and get the chief, it would take more effort than other famous teachers. How could Sun Mo have time to read idle books? ah!

From everyone's point of view, Sun Mo was the type who would not shed tears when he saw the coffin.

puff!

Zheng Qingfang couldn't help laughing again.

"Zheng Xiang, why are you doing this?"

Qi Muen was puzzled.

"stomachache!"

Zheng Qingfang not only wanted to laugh, but also wanted to throw a copy of "Journey to the West" at Miao Mu. Do you think you understand "Journey to the West" better than Sun Mo?

Did you know that he is the author of this book?

"Journey to the West, although the language is popular and vulgar, but its description is magnificent and interesting, its imagination is unconstrained and unconstrained, and its conception is noble and far-reaching. It is really beyond compare. It can be said that this book has created a new genre!"

Miao Mu praised.

Many guests nodded upon hearing this.

In recent years, Journey to the West has become very popular, especially in the aristocratic circle.

You know, unlike ordinary people who have to make money to support their families, nobles do nothing but eat, drink and have fun, so they naturally have a lot of time to read.

Many of them, when they come into contact with this kind of popular literature for the first time, really can't put it down.

The Great Sage Equaling Heaven has sharp eyes, made a big fuss in the Lingxiao Palace, and confronted the air with disgust, which made men love this kind of heroism and domineering to death.

It can be said that among the men present, who doesn't want an iron rod to pierce the sky so that it can no longer cover my eyes?

"I just hate that there is only half of this book!"

Miao Mu sighed with emotion, like a cuckoo dripping blood.

"Yeah, I don't know what the hell that Gandalf is doing, why didn't he write?"

"It's Master Gandalf, please speak up and be respectful!"

"If I don't read Journey to the West, I'm going to die!"

When mentioning "Journey to the West", everyone is angry. Why is there only half of it?A dead eunuch is really a terrible death!

Listening to the discussions around him, Sun Mo felt a little embarrassed. I would be proud to be praised so much!

In fact, Sun Mo's nitpicking in terms of intentions actually gave Miao Mu face.

"Whee!"

The corners of Lu Zhiruo's mouth almost grinned when she smiled. The teacher is the author of Journey to the West. Although he hasn't written the second part, I have heard him dictate it.

Super exciting!

"what happened?"

Ying Baiwu was puzzled.

"because……"

Just as Papaya Niang was about to speak, she was interrupted by Li Ziqi.

"Cough cough!"

Xiao Hebao is speechless, but there are quite a few people here who have very good ears. If they speak out, they will cause trouble to the teacher if they are overheard.

Miao Mu began to speak eloquently. When bragging about "Journey to the West", he also stated between the lines that he understood the book, and Sun Mo didn't understand the fart at all.

What he said just now was to cover up his superficiality and poverty.

After a while, Miao Mu changed the subject and looked at Sun Mo.

"That's why, Master Sun, you really don't know anything about painting, so please don't make big jokes in the future."

Miao Mu flicked his sleeves, with an expression that didn't care about Sun Mo.

"Haha, fight me, you are still far behind!"

Li Zixing was very happy, the first round of the deer tail feast was a small victory.

All he has to do is give Sun Mo a social death. What is a famous teacher most afraid of?I am most afraid that my reputation will be ruined, because there will be no one to learn from me.

Yue Rongbo sighed, Li Zixing really came prepared this time, to destroy Sun Mo, this is just an appetizer, if Sun Mo is sensible, he should have left Linjiangfang earlier.

Seeing that Sun Mo didn't refute, An Xinhui became anxious, and seemed to have no choice but to act on her own: "Master Miao, what you said is wrong!"

But before An Xinhui came on stage, Zheng Qingfang interrupted her.

"This is really a coincidence. I recently got three famous paintings. I just take this opportunity. Please comment!"

After Zheng Qingfang said this, he blinked narrowly at Sun Mo, signaling him to wait and watch the show.

"Three pictures?"

Everyone was shocked, to know that the so-called famous paintings must have a brilliant brushwork, so it is very rare that Zheng Qingfang actually said that he had three new ones?

Did you dig the tomb of a certain royal family and find the funeral objects?

Li Zixing was instantly jealous.

"Where is the painting? Take it out quickly!"

Qi Muen urged excitedly.

Chapter 505 The Meaning of Famous Paintings

There are still very few famous paintings in Kyushu. After all, they are not like modern ones. Some people hype them up, and trash can become rare treasures for you.

In Kyushu, there is no right to be called a famous painting if there is no painting with a wonderful brushwork, so the number of famous paintings has always been very small.

If it wasn't for collectors' lack of money, or for some other reasons, famous paintings would rarely be seen in circulation on the market. After all, there is no shortage of rich people in Kyushu, but famous paintings with special effects.

Generally speaking, the birth of a famous painting in three or four months is already very fast. What did you Zheng Qingfang say?Got three famous paintings at once?

If they hadn't known about Zheng Qingfang's personality, the guests present would all have begun to wonder if the old man had played tricks of stealing and plundering.

"What are you waiting for? Come on!"

Li Zixing urged.

Gu Xiuxun stood on the periphery, looking at all this, even if she wanted to help Sun Mo, she was powerless, after all, the two parties in this kind of wrestling belonged to the top dignitaries in Jinling.

Soon, three tall men walked in, each carrying a rectangular wooden box.

"What are you doing?"

Fang Lun, the prefect of Jinling, was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that Zheng Qingfang was afraid that the famous painting would be lost, so he was immediately unhappy: "Mr. Zheng, how can such a famous painting be defiled by such a vulgar person?"

Hearing this, Sun Mo frowned, and his impression of the prefect dropped drastically.

The prefect of Jinling is a high-ranking and powerful official. He is not only a civil servant, but also a part of the army, but he looks down on the soldiers.

But this is also the norm in the Tang Dynasty, civil servants look down on military officials.

Zheng Qingfang knew Fang Lun's temper, so naturally he wouldn't argue with him over this trivial matter, but someone spoke not far away.

"Famous paintings are not selected, but those who admire paintings are picking people. Ha ha, how funny!"

Fang Lun's complexion changed, and he turned his head abruptly: "Who is making noise?"

The guests staying in the area where Fang Lun was watching immediately moved away with panicked faces, fearing that they would be watched, and then Fang Wuji, who was sitting in the corner drinking heavily, appeared.

"Wuji, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Cao Xian was taken aback for a moment, and then scolded: "Why don't you hurry up and make amends to the prefect?"

"It's him who should make amends!"

Fang Wuji was so drunk that he was rejected in public because he proposed to Tong Tong. After he came back, he became decadent and began to feel inferior.

In the past, with Fang Wuji's emotional intelligence, he would not say such things, but now, he doesn't care anymore, and starts to give up on himself. Anyway, this life is going to be boring, and if it is ruined, it will be ruined.

"Prefect, he's drunk!"

Cao Xian sighed secretly, he knew that Fang Wuji could not be persuaded, so he could only make amends for him.

"Old Fang, appreciate the painting! Appreciate the painting! Don't let this kind of person spoil your elegance!"

Li Zixing advised.

He is the helm behind the scenes of Wan Dao Academy, and he still values ​​Fang Wuji very much, but this kid, it's time to beat him.

"He's dead!"

An Xinhui sighed.

"You should be happy that your competitor's top card is abolished, right?"

Sun Mo asked back.

"Even if I want to win, I will use upright methods."

An Xinhui explained: "Fang Wuji is a good teacher, what a pity!"

To be honest, none of the three big men felt humiliated. After all, there is no such thing as human rights in this dynasty.