When Tang Bohu first saw Chen Xi's paintings, it was almost certain that Chen Xi was imitating his style of painting, but after looking carefully, even he himself became suspicious, because Chen Xi's painting skills had reached great success, and there were no traces of learning to walk in Handan. He could only get the skillful hand, but there were no traces of axe and chiseling.

If the people present know how to draw the most, Tang Bohu himself is.

In the same subject, same style, and even the brushwork and techniques, his paintings are somewhat under tension. It cannot be said that his painting skills are not very good enough. It can only be said that he was too conceited from the beginning.

Painting emphasizes the artistic conception in the heart, and the pen is moved by the heart. However, he completely follows Chen Xi's paintings. The pen is moved by the eyes, and there is no background in it.

"Who will judge whether this painting is good or bad?"

Chen Xi slowly raised everyone's questions.

At the beginning, he proposed the competition and did not specify who would be the referee. Tang Bohu was also angry at "Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng". He proposed the reason for the competition. He felt that he would not lose, so he did not consider it more carefully.

But now the painting has been completed, and Chen Xi is not an ordinary person. Even Tang Bohu can feel the huge pressure he is facing. If he really finds someone who knows painting, he will definitely see that his paintings are different from Chen Xi. Then the fame he has accumulated hard will probably be gone.

In the following days, he could only go from high-profile to restrained, just like Zhu Zhishan, and obediently hid in his studies and prepared for the exam.

Su Tong asked with a smile: "I don't have to compare it anymore... Can't you tell me who is better?"

When an outsider watches the excitement, an expert looks at the tricks. If you ask the people present to choose one from the paintings of Shen Xi and Tang Bohu, most of them will choose Tang Bohu without hesitation. The main reason is that they don’t know much about painting. The most important thing about art and elegance is to follow the crowd and follow the name: whoever has a great reputation and many people support me will choose who.

In terms of the reputation of painting, Tang Bohu is naturally far above Shenxi. The paintings painted by Tang Bohu are worth dozens of taels of silver, and there is a huge room for appreciation in the future.

But if you get Chen Xi's painting, it is very likely to be a piece of waste paper.

After Su Tong asked this question, most of the people present couldn't tell who was better. Even those who knew how to draw only felt that the match was equal, or Chen Xi's was slightly better.

Although Chen Xi uses some brushstrokes and brushstrokes freely, he is a different approach after all and has not been recognized by famous painters of the world.

Finally, everyone decided to select the two Hanlins present for evaluation. Unfortunately, these two Hanlins were not very proficient in calligraphy and painting, and their comments were very ordinary, and they only said that they were incomparable, which disappointed everyone present.

In this way, the dispute began.

Some people think that Chen Xi's paintings are good, but the other side thinks that Tang Bohu is better. Only Tang Bohu stands on the side with a dark face. Not to mention that he himself knows that he has lost, he has not lost. He, a famous artist who has been immersed in painting for twenty years, had a draw with a thirteen-year-old boy. It is embarrassing enough.

Just as Tang Bohu was about to leave, Chen Xi suddenly waved his hand and said, "Don't argue. I think the quality of these two paintings should be left to the world to judge. You might as well hang these two paintings in Minsheng Teahouse. In the future, guests can make comments and wait ten years later to decide what the outcome will be based on the customer's response?"

The method proposed by Chen Xi obviously cannot satisfy everyone present. Because it is not up to you, everyone is waiting to tell the difference between winning and losing...

Those who watch the fun are not afraid of big things. If they end up in a difficult way, where does this topic come from?

Only the shopkeeper of Minsheng Teahouse thought this idea was very good, and it was as lively as today's paintings. If it spreads again, maybe everyone in the capital would know it. By then, the paintings would be hung in the hall, and the literati and scholars would come to drink tea and comment on it with a very knowledgeable appearance, so that the business of the teahouse would flourish.

The final decision fell on the two people in the competition. Chen Xi made an opinion, and it depends on whether Tang Bohu agreed.

At this time, Tang Bohu felt that it was best to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible, and nodded and said, "Young Master Chen's proposal is just right for me, so I will hang it in Minsheng Teahouse, so I can give the world a comment."

Hanging his paintings for exhibitions seems to be a way to accumulate fame, but it is based on a masterpiece. Now Tang Bohu himself knows that hanging paintings with Chen Xi is a self-destructive reputation. But the words he said cannot be taken back. Painting is for people to see. If he hides it and refuses to make people evaluate it, then what he loses is not only painting, but also momentum and integrity. With his wild and unruly personality, he is even more disdainful to do it.

The shopkeeper of Minsheng Teahouse came over at this time and said with a smile: "I will ask someone to frame the two paintings and wait for tomorrow to hang them out for people to appreciate and comment."

Su Tong smiled and said, "The shopkeeper should prepare a few pieces of paper and let the commentator write down his opinions. If you don't want to give it a try, just do the first evaluation..." As he said that, he picked up his pen and wrote a few words on the paper, "The mountains and rivers should be broad and appropriate, and the tension should be moderate."

After writing, he put down his pen, and others couldn't help but talk, thinking, what's the point of being strong? The two Jie Yuangongs were competing with each other, and he wrote these comment sentences that he didn't understand, but wanted others to judge what his comment meant?

Tang Bohu said with a dark face: "I'm going to say goodbye. If you have the chance, I will definitely go to Fujian in person to visit Mr. Kong from Taohua Temple."

Chen Xi bowed and said, "Greatly send me Mr. Tang."

Although it ended in no result, the high and low judgment were made. Even if it was a draw, Chen Xi relied on his advantage in age to get more praise, while Tang Bohu was in disgrace.

As a result, before Tang Bohu went downstairs, a thick arm suddenly grabbed him, and a fierce voice came: "Who are you? Come on the name!"

It is Wang Lingzhi who has never spoken since the beginning.

But Wang Lingzhi sat there, which was so puzzling.

My senior brother brought me to attend a literary gathering, but what exactly is this literary gathering? Why do people here write and draw and ignore me? Wouldn’t I be like a fool when I sit next to me?

No, no, my senior brother told me to be as quiet as a tiger, so I continued to pretend to be a tiger... Oh, this person named Tang is so arrogant. Is it because of the enemy's search for revenge?

Well! It seems that yes. Otherwise, why would he always sing the opposite tune with his senior brother? His senior brother is very powerful. He has such high martial arts skills, but he actually competes with this person to draw. Is painting a very profound martial arts skill?

After finishing the drawing? Why did I finish it so quickly? I haven’t learned two moves yet. Oh, this person surnamed Tang wants to leave. No way, the master is bigger than the sky. He came to provoke it to make the master humiliate. Seeing that I didn’t punch him down!

Still no, my senior brother said that when people meet, you should treat others with courtesy first, and at least ask the other party’s background clearly. If it is an enemy, it will not be too late for me to beat him up!

On this side, Tang Bohu was about to leave in disappointment, but someone pulled him behind him. He swung him hard, but he couldn't break his arm away. Instead, he touched the man's arm, as if he had touched an iron stick... The iron stick did not move at all!

When I turned my head and saw Wang Lingzhi's fierce face, I felt angry. I didn't beat me. Is this a pilgrimage to me? I want to be chaotic with me?

"What do you mean?"

Tang Bohu stared at Wang Lingzhi coldly. He didn't know Wang Lingzhi really didn't know his origin. With his high profile in coming to Beijing, even those who were walking on the street knew that he was the famous Tang Bohu of Jieyuan, Jiangnan. How could this person not know? He regarded Wang Lingzhi as a deliberate provocation!

Wang Lingzhi was really intentionally provoking, but when he heard this, his heart suddenly became angry. I don’t know what you mean. Instead, you asked me?

"I ask you, whose name you have? What kind of grudges do you have with us?"

Tang Bohu was pinched by someone's clothes, and he wanted to get rid of it but couldn't struggle. He was asked an inexplicable question. He was angry and waved his fan and was about to hit Wang Lingzhi in the face. He wanted to take advantage of Wang Lingzhi's return to stop him and take the opportunity to escape.

But unexpectedly, Wang Lingzhi's skills were much better than Tang Bohu. Before Wang Lingzhi could reach Wang Lingzhi's body, Wang Lingzhi had already kicked out and kicked Tang Bohu hard at the waist.

"Plop"

"Bang"

After two dull sounds, Tang Bohu was kicked to the corner of the wall and fell firmly there, lying for a long time but not standing up.

Oh, it turns out that Tang Bohu doesn’t know how to do martial arts. Shen Xi felt relieved. The image in someone’s interpretation of "Tang Bohu’s Flavor of Autumn" suddenly collapsed.

In fact, this is not a secret at all. How could Tang Bohu, a literati, have martial arts skills? It was because Shen Xi was too poisoned by later generations, so he had such an unrealistic association.

When Tang Bohu was kicked, the servant he brought next to him stopped working and the master was beaten outside. How could that happen?

Regardless of Wang Lingzhi's big size, it's just a group of people who beat him up. As long as you go up and entangle Wang Lingzhi, knock this stupid man down and teach him a lesson to vent your anger for the master.

These people were also used to being angry with Tang Bohu. They all rushed towards Wang Lingzhi with their teeth and claws. Wang Lingzhi was not polite and rushed left and right. After a few strokes, several servants had been knocked to the ground.

Wang Lingyi stepped on the back of some unlucky guy and shouted: "Who else?"

The sentence "Who else" was also taught by Shen Xi to Wang Lingzhi. The essence is that it must have enough momentum to not move Mount Tai and stand tall.

When he blew, even the ground seemed to tremble. There were many people on the second floor, but no one dared to step forward. They made way for the huge space and looked at Wang Lingzhi with the look of looking at the monsters.

"It is a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace

Tang Bohu took a breath and finally got up from the ground. The target of scolding was not Wang Lingzhi, but Shen Xi, because he realized that Wang Lingzhi was found by Shen Xi. "I can't compete. I beat someone with my servants, and I have no way of being a king!"

Shen Xi didn't expect that Wang Lingzhi had such a bad temper and wanted to stop him, but even the nine-headed cow could not pull him back, so what did he do to go up to take over?

At this time, Chen Xi was about to speak for Wang Lingzhi: "It seems that Mr. Tang took action first and wanted to hit me, Brother Wang, with a fan?"

Everyone thought, it was true. They just grabbed you and asked you what your background was, but you wanted to hit someone. You are suffering a loss now, right?

This guy...is not proportional at all...

"Then how do you calculate if you indulge injuring others?" There were already scholars from Jiangnan next to him who were dissatisfied. Tang Bohu was beaten, which was equivalent to slapping them in the face. The literati never looked down on him. "Young Master Tang is the Jie Yuan of the Ming Dynasty. What is the crime of beating the juren?"

Chen Xidao: "My brother Wang is the fourth place in the Fujian Wuju National Examination in the first year. He is a serious martial artist. He is equivalent to Mr. Tang. If Mr. Tang takes action, he will not be allowed to fight back? If you go to the yamen, you must be a witness."

When you hear that it is a martial juren, the people present whispered and laughed. You are a literary juren, and you are fighting with a martial juren, and you have found the wrong partner?

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