After the subjugation of the country, I became pregnant with the cub of Emperor Qiu

Yu Xiangjie has prepared a draft in his heart, and he has already done it with confidence.

He chose a piece of cooked silk that was half a person's height, flattened it with a paperweight, and after grinding the ink, he first chose a stone badger pen to outline.

The stone badger pen is made from the back hair of the stone badger. The hair on the back of the stone badger is hard and strong. The stone badger pen made of it is most suitable for sketching and rubbing.

Yu Xiangjie started with the "axe chopping" created by his master monk Juyuan. This style of brushwork is most suitable to express the majesty of the isolated peak and the steepness of the mountain.

He wrote neatly, penetrating the back of the paper, and after dozens of strokes, a steep and grotesque solitary peak has been formed.

I saw that Yu Xiangjie kept writing and writing freely, with a confident look, which made everyone stretch their necks, wanting to see what Yu Xiangjie drew.

"As expected of Yu Xiangjie, he can pick up a brush and paint with a little thought, which is really amazing!"

"Why is Wan Bei idler still not moving? What are you doing standing there?"

"It's probably because of hard thinking and meditation that you can't draw it?"

Everyone on the plank road talked one after another.

Compared with Yu Xiangjie's side, Yi Ci's side is much more boring.

Since standing at the bow of the boat, Yi Ci has rarely moved. It takes half a cup of tea to stand at the same place, and he looks like he is in a daze.

Some people who supported Yi Ci saw that Yu Xiangjie had already started to draw, but Yi Ci didn't even have the mind to grind, and they were anxious for Yi Ci, wishing they could yell at Yi Ci to tell him to draw quickly.

It is difficult for everyone's discussion to spread to Yi Ci's side across the lake. Even if they hear it, Yi Ci at this time will turn a deaf ear.He is now in a wonderful state of thinking, his spirit seems to have flown into the scroll, swimming freely.

He saw the tree, the mountain, the river, the fisherman, and the shepherd boy...but these are different from what the naked eye sees.

They are drawn with pen and ink and are composed of many different lines.These lines are extended from dots to lines, like a grand and meaningful picture scroll slowly unfolding.

A few pens and inks form a world of their own.

The mountains and water in the world, and the nearby trees are different from reality, but they can remind people at a glance of the scenery of dark and bright mountains and dense forests.

Just because God is in it.

Therefore, even if the nearby trees are very scribbled, it will not affect the beauty of the artistic conception of the picture, but will add a bit of innocence to the picture.

It's like Gu Zheng's characters, although they are not neat, but there is a sense of decisiveness and decisiveness in them, the majestic momentum makes people feel like seeing a lone peak reaching the sky.

Yici's understanding of Gu Zhengzi yesterday has deepened today.

Finally, Yi Ci woke up from this state of enlightenment, he pondered for a moment, and asked someone to lift another desk, and put it together with the desk at the bow to form a very long desk.Then, Yi Ci asked someone to take a short horizontal cooked silk about eight feet long and about an arm's length out and spread it horizontally on the desk.

The silk cloth is eight feet long, much taller than a grown man.

Yi Ci does not move, it is amazing.

Everyone became noisy when they saw his actions.

"Two desks! That's a big deal!"

"What does Wanbei idler want to paint? It takes unimaginable energy and physical strength to paint such a large painting. Can he finish it in one day?"

"Is it because you are worried that your skills are not as good as others, so you want to win in this way?"

Even the six painters sitting on the boat were a little surprised.

Su Changfeng, the son of the father and son known as "Big and Big Su" and "Two Saints of One School", said in surprise, "How can such a large picture be painted in one day? It takes a lot of time to outline the whole picture with lines." A lot of time, not to mention the follow-up steps such as coloring!"

Father Su Tianqian also shook his head: "This move is a bit arrogant. The larger the painting, the more content needs to be depicted. Such a large number of detailed descriptions cannot be painted in a day."

"Not necessarily." Yang Shengming, a master of landscape painting, said calmly, "According to the traditional coloring method, it is true that a large number of colors are repeatedly layered and dyed, and sometimes even reversed colors are used to set off the color. , or even use only ink for the whole picture, the time will be much faster.”

The old man Songshi nodded in agreement.

An hour later, Yu Xiangjie has completed the general outline of the whole picture, and is currently using white paint to underpin the color on the back of the silk cloth.

Looking at Yi Ci again, he was still only staring at the cooked silk laid out on the desk and contemplating.

Everyone looked anxiously.

Yi Ci suddenly moved.

A pair of palms as white as jade carvings took a stone badger pen from the pen holder, dipped it in the well-ground ink, and the brush, which was evenly covered with ink, landed on the lower part of the silk cloth.

The position of Yi Ci's writing was extremely prepared, exactly as he thought in his heart, his hands were as steady as a rock, and he preparedly outlined the nearby Tingzhu beach and the distant peaks and mountains.

Later, Yici used the technique of "cracking and rubbing" to describe the texture and direction of the rocks. After doing this, the image of Tingzhu and the mountains on the screen stood up immediately.

However, this is only the first step, and it took Yici an hour for this step alone.

The second floor of the ship where Gu Zheng is located has an excellent view. Looking out from the window, he can just see the paintings of Yi Ci and Yu Xiangjie. Although he can't see the details clearly, he can barely see the progress of the two people's paintings. .

In this trip, Gu Zheng, besides Yi Ci, also brought along a painter who worked in landscape painting to explain it to him.

Painter Xu Liang paid close attention to the contest between Wan Bei Xianren and Yu Xiangjie, and stood by the window to watch intently during the whole process.

Seeing that Yi Ci chose such a large short horizontal scroll for painting, Xu Liang frowned and said in a low voice, "You shouldn't have chosen such a large scroll."

Xu Liang saw that Yu Xiangjie had finished coloring on the back of the silk cloth, and Yi Ci was able to outline the whole picture scroll.Afterwards, Yi Ci didn't support the color, and started painting directly on the silk, Xu Liang couldn't help but sigh.

"Wan Bei idler doesn't seem to be able to win this time."

Gu Zheng's gaze had been on Yi Ci, and when he heard Xu Liang's words, he said calmly as always: "Sir, please explain in detail."

Xu Liangdao: "I don't know if Your Majesty has noticed that Yu Xiangjie did not immediately start to smudge and color the silk after outlining the painting, but evenly painted a layer of white on the back of the silk."

Gu Zheng let out a "hmm".

Xu Liang went on to say: "This method is called 'top color', because painting on silk requires a large amount of color to be blended repeatedly before it can be colored, and the back color can better set off the color of the picture and make the picture more beautiful." The color is more intense.

The most important thing in a painting is its fineness, and every step has its own rules. Wanbei idlers skipped the step of coloring and directly smudged and colored the painting. Yu Xiangjie was born inferior. "

Hearing Xu Liang's "rules", Gu Zheng frowned, showing a little impatience.

Xu Liang is still commenting: "Besides, in landscape painting, whether it is mountains, stones, or trees, it needs to be carefully depicted, and it must be detailed and realistic. If such a large piece of silk is to describe everything in detail, it will take time. It's not enough. So I deduce that Wan Bei Xianren can't win this time."

Gu Zheng frowned.

When Xu Liang said this, the Yi Ci on his head suddenly changed to a brush, and after dipping the ink, he began to draw quickly on the silk, the movements of his hands were like rain without stopping.

Xu Liang sighed and said: "Wrong! Wrong! Can you still look at the picture drawn in this way! This is a lost game."

Gu Zheng took a look at Xu Liang, and then his eyes fell back on Yi Ci. He looked at Yi Ci's figure, and seemed to dislike Xu Liang's sour words. will lose."

Xu Liang was dumbfounded, and couldn't help thinking in his heart, Qin Huang didn't know how to draw, how could he know how to read these things.

Not to mention Xu Liang, even the six painters sitting on the boat in the center of the lake were shocked when they saw Yi Ci's painting method. They didn't know what Yi Ci's rain-like painting method was about.

Even Yang Shengming, a master of landscape, didn't understand what Yici was doing. After looking at the old man Songshi, he wanted to know what the old man Songshi thought about it.

The old man Songshi frowned, his sharp eyes fixed on Yi Ci without blinking, and a guess gradually emerged in his mind.

"Wan Bei idler is painting a tree."

Yang Shengming immediately denied it: "Impossible. How could it be possible to draw a tree in this way? To draw a tree, you must first draw the trunk. The branches are the skeleton of the tree. Only when the skeleton is established can the branches and leaves be added. How can it be reversed?"

While staring at Yi Ci, the old man Songshi shook his head and said, "Then I can't think of any other explanation."

After another two hours, the sky gradually darkened. The sun was hanging on the mountain in the west, casting orange-red light on the lake. The lake was sparkling, reflecting the sun's twilight.

Yu Xiangjie's painting has been completed.

What he painted was a vertical landscape painting, about the length of an arm horizontally and four feet vertically, which was as tall as a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child.

On the picture scroll, looking from bottom to top, one by one the strange and majestic isolated peaks are higher than the other, and the cliffs are sharp and clear.There are clouds and mists looming in the mountains, majestic and ethereal.There are waterfalls splashing down in the mountains, the trees are lush, and there is a small pavilion in it.

The picture is magnificent, the pen and ink are rigorous, and the color is thick and vivid, making people feel as if they are in the steep and straight mountains and forests in the north.

Yu Xiangjie thought about his painting carefully again, and after making sure that he couldn't find a single flaw, and that it was perfect, he raised his lips and smiled.

This painting has reached a very high standard in any of the six aspects of "qi, rhyme, thought, scenery, brush, and ink", and it can even be compared with the landscape painting that shocked the world by his master back then!

This time, he can't lose!

Yu Xiangjie's eyes were shining brightly, and he could already imagine his prestige reaching its peak and being sought after by the world after defeating Wan Bei Xian Ren.

Yu Xiangjie got up and left the bow.

On the bow, only Yi Ci was left.

The crowd started to make noise.

"Yu Xiangjie has finished!"

"Hey, Wan Bei idler shouldn't choose such a big scroll, you see he hasn't even started mixing the paint, it must be too late."

"It's a pity, is Wan Bei idler going to close his pen here?"

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on board.

Yang Shengming looked at the gradually darkening sky outside: "Time is running out."

Su Changfeng frowned: "It will be completely dark in an hour at most, it's too late."

Cui Daowen still had expectations for Yi Ci at the beginning, but now he heard Su Changfeng's words and said to himself: "Is Wan Bei idler going to lose to Yu Xiangjie..."

The old man Songshi remained silent, staring closely at the figure of Yi Ci on the bow.

Li Heqing, the only female master in the painting, shook her head firmly and said, "He can finish it."

Su Changfeng's father, Su Tianqian, glanced at Li Heqing and asked, "Why?"

Li Heqing said softly: "One feeling, Wan Bei Xianren gives me a very confident and leisurely feeling, not at all like he is in a hurry when he is about to finish painting."

Indeed, from the beginning to the end, Yi Ci just concentrated on painting, and didn't pay attention to the outside world's comments at all. Even the dimming sunlight didn't affect him at all.

Twilight fell.

Finally, Yi Ci calmly put down the last stroke, and the painting was completed.

Yi Ci put down his pen, glanced at the banner and painting silk on the desk, turned and left the bow.

The white clothes brushed past, and the fragrance of ink was faint.

"Drawing, all right?" Someone murmured.

"Could it be that it's getting dark, so it's done hastily?"

For a while, there were various speculations and discussions.

The six people on the boat couldn't wait, they hurriedly boarded the boat and rushed to the bow.

According to the rules of the competition, they first came to the side of Yu Xiangjie who finished the calligraphy and painting first.

The color of Yu Xiangjie's calligraphy and painting is not yet dry, and it is pressed on the desk by a paperweight.The six people watched it closely, and saw that the picture was majestic and magnificent, the brushwork was strong and sophisticated, and there was no flaw in the picture. Both the artistic conception and the use of color have reached a very high level, which can be called perfection.

Yang Shengming praised sincerely: "It has the charm of his master monk Juyuan's paintings that shocked the world."

Old Man Songshi nodded: "That's right, no wonder Old Man Shi Zhong was defeated by him."

Su Changfeng watched it carefully, nodded and said: "The brushwork is neat and dense, and the colors are bright and bright, without losing the majestic atmosphere."

Li Heqing also nodded and praised: "It is truly a masterpiece of landscape painting."

Su Tianqian said: "Although Yu Xiangjie is arrogant, it seems that he does have the ability to be arrogant now."

After the six people commented, they came to the bow of Yici's painting.

Compared with Yu Xiangjie's paintings, they were actually more looking forward to seeing Yi Ci's paintings. After all, they all wanted to know what Wan Beixian's rain-like painting was about.

……

After Yi Ci left from the bow, Wei Yushu was already waiting in the boat, took Yi Ci through the secret passage, and got into the small boat that he came in. While everyone was focusing on the bow, he quietly left.

After returning to the boat where Gu Zheng was, Yi Ci quickly changed into the clothes he was wearing when he came, and returned to the room on the third floor.

Yi Ci still didn't know the result of Wendou, and he still couldn't let go of his heart. After much deliberation, he decided to go down to the second floor to see what the result of Wendou was.

When he reached the second floor, Gu Zheng looked at the bow of the opposite bank with his forehand behind his back.Xu Liangzheng commented firmly on the contest between Yi Ci and Yu Xiangjie just now.

"Wan Bei idler is doomed to lose this time!"

Xu Liang said with certainty: "His painting didn't even have time to paint, and it wasn't finished at all. How can such a painting compare with Yu Xiangjie's meticulously drawn painting?"

Easy word: "..."

As soon as he got downstairs, he heard such bad words about him, and Yi Ci felt that he was not well.

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