The third brother was so anxious that he wanted to cover his elder brother's mouth.

My brother-in-law also knew that he had seen it and had a mistake in his tongue. He hurriedly said, "That's right, my little sister's handwriting is also very good. She is a little stronger. If she sees your handwriting, she will probably be very convinced."

No matter how he felt, Zheng Lang could hear something. Could it be that this little wife would compete with him in writing? A smile came from the corner of his mouth. At this time, he thought of the story of Su Xiaomei. "I haven't seen" the little wife, Sier's statement, and brother-in-law's slip of tongue, the impression in his mind became full, beautiful, talented, gentle, a little strong, and a little naughty, which seemed good.

It's a pity that I didn't see it once.

Do you want to go back to the Cui family this year?

But it did not make it difficult for my brother-in-law to be a human being. Without asking, after a while, the three brothers went back.

...

I had morning and dinner the next day, and then went out.

The visit was Yan Wengui this time. Putting aside those who passed away and those who had not yet grown up, Yan Wengui's painting skills were enough to stand proudly among the five ranks of the Song Dynasty. This man was born in a humble beginning and was a military soldier. In the Song Dynasty, literati were paradise, military soldiers were hell, and they were almost the lowest. After he was discharged from the army, he was wandering to the capital and made a living by selling paintings. Gao Yi discovered it for the painting academy and recommended it to Emperor Taizong of Song, and he had to enter the painting academy as a waiter.

Because of the origin, it is not very difficult to see.

When he heard Zheng Lang coming, Yan Wengui immediately opened the door and welcomed him enthusiastically. As usual, Zheng Lang first painted and chose Yuan Yao's "Taoyuan Tuping". The main method was to use the nail-headed texture and dot texture to make mountains and rocks. Together, it was also called ghost-face texture. There was no such method in the Northern Song Dynasty. It was created by the Southern Song painter Guan Ciping from Taihu stones. The reason for choosing this method was that Yan Wengui himself was good at growing small nail-headed texture and small axe-cut texture.

His paintings are simple and gorgeous, and full of creative spirit, but he can always see the shadow of Li Cheng, which is criticized by later generations. Yan paintings also have another characteristic, the painting methods are fine and scattered, so the pictures give people a feeling of fine and clear, with obvious shortcomings and less backbone!

The Taoyuan screen technique chosen by Zheng Lang is also very fine, but the layout is very particular. A huge rock protrudes from the middle, and the picture immediately creates a sense of dynamic and majestic feeling.

This is back feeding.

Those who learn from others should also benefit them.

Maybe this simulation work will give Yan Wengui some inspiration and make his painting skills more perfect.

However, landscape painting is not only a brushstroke, but the wonderful use of brushstroke is mainly used in landscapes. In addition to ink-splashing landscapes, there are also light crimson landscapes, which are mostly used to sketch autumn scenery, outline lines, use ochre as the main body, and apply a little blue flower on the forest. There are also fine brushstrokes, that is, fine strokes, which are a little complicated. First make a draft, paste it on the wall, observe and delete it, and then use willow charcoal to draw lines on the reverse side of the manuscript, and then apply paper and silk. Then, the paintings are made, ink, light crimson, green, golden and boundary paintings are all included.

If you subdivided it, you can still divide it into many.

But none of them were the subjects Zheng Lang was studying at this time. Time was tight, and he made a little breakthrough. He was able to draw his own paintings and was satisfied.

After finishing a painting, Yan Wengui was pondering. Then he also talked about his shortcomings, but it was not astringent, but stagnant, and his meaning was almost the same. Then he went to Yan Wengui to paint. No matter what, it was still much stronger than Zheng Lang's paintings, and even more beautiful than Gao Keming's paintings last night.

It is unknown whether his paintings inspired Yan Wengui, but the past two nights of viewing gave Zheng Lang some inspiration.

Not big, but it is better than the one who forced himself to make a model.

The third day does not need to be at night because this person does not have a public office.

But a very interesting person named Xu Daoning. His purpose of painting was not to draw, but to sell medicine. He set up a stall and started painting. People in the Song Dynasty also liked to see strange things, so they all surrounded him. More people gathered around him, threw down his brush, took out the dog-head plaster, and sold it to passers-by.

The same is true for a genuine person who is in the world. When he sees a person who looks ugly, he immediately uses a paintbrush to paint the person and mocks him in the wine shop. He even often fights with others and loses his face, and is not ashamed of him.

This personality is also revealed in the painting, with thin and steep and strong pulling, hard brushing, and its shortcomings are more obvious and too sharp. When painting landscapes, you like to use a stroke of long texture that swept down directly, which is quite similar to the long axe texture that Zheng Lang showed in Gao Keming's home. Not only mountains, but also trees in the distance like to use thick ink to make long strips, and few branches and leaves are painted. Therefore, it looks not only sharp but also crazy.

His character and temper made the world dislike him during his lifetime. It was not until after his death that he gradually gained recognition from everyone. Li Cheng passed away from Fan Kuan to die, but Xu Daoning in Chang'an actually listed him above Yan Wengui. In fact, the two should have different painting skills, and it is difficult to say the level. However, Yan Wengui has been recognized by everyone. When Lian Jiang Xing'er heard Yan Wengui's name, he immediately showed fanaticism in his eyes. However, Zheng Lang said Xu Daoning and Jiang Xing'er had a blank look, not knowing where the sacred place was.

But putting aside the prejudices of people today, just talking about painting skills, in this world, except for the proud heroes of Shaanxi, this person's painting skills are definitely the same as Yan Wengui, ranking among the top five.

I don’t know why, but it may be that it’s possible that the dog skin plaster sold in Chang’an for a long time, so I had to move a nest for the time being. Xu Daoning ran to the capital. Last time Zheng Lang wandered around accidentally and saw him selling medicine. He looked familiar with the painting, so he walked over and observed it and confirmed that it was Xu Daoning.

At that time, Zheng Lang's calligraphy was at a critical moment and he did not dare to be distracted. A few days ago, Uncle Song asked and was selling medicine in front of Fanlou.

Zheng Langzuo guessed that he intended to choose to be in Fanlou, thinking that he would attract the attention of the nobles and nobles, and was summoned to the Chinese Painting Academy like Yan Wengui? Otherwise, why would he choose not to leave in Fanlou? (Note, from Fanlou to Panlou, the section from Fanlou to Panlou sells more clothes and rare calligraphy and paintings. Fanlou is on the westmost, next to the palace)

There is no hurry to draw, and there are not many people who choose to observe. Xu Daoning is the last one, which is deliberately arranged. If he is put first, what would others think? Is my painting skills even worse than a gangster artist who sells medicine?

Considering his predicament, Zheng Lang also prepared fifty taels of silver.

Get on the ox cart and head to Fanlou.

After searching for a while, I finally found this "old man".

At this time, the painting had been finished and was selling medicine. He was in good health and it was very cold, but he was still wearing a short dog leather jacket he got from somewhere. He was still covered in some oily and dirty clothes. He was bare-spoken, and underneath he was wearing a pair of thick linen black trousers and tied a hemp rope around his waist.

He held a pack of medicine in his hand, not a dog skin plaster, but he was dark and didn't know what kind of medicinal materials could be used to cure the disease. This makes people even more suspicious. However, this person is particularly strong, and while holding the medicine, he shouts about its various benefits.

It probably means Weiliao. After eating it, you can keep your glutinous spear and your lumbar muscles strain. After eating it, you can jump around the next day. After eating it, you can eat it and you will be ten years younger in a few days. It turns out that it is more effective than the immortal pills.

His mouth skills are very good, which attracts laughter from time to time. Some people see him being funny and working very hard. No matter what, he has been painting and talking about it now, so he really paid for two packs of such suspicious black ointment, but will he eat it when he goes back?

Jiang Xing'er covered her mouth and said in surprise: "Are you looking for him?"

"yes."

"Why is it him?" Jiang Xing'er was also shabby from a bad background, but she never expected that Zheng Lang would observe such a person.

"Don't ask the source of the hero, look at his paintings."

Zheng Lang sighed. Even such a randomly drawn work has something remarkable. Why did it fall to this point?

Separate the crowd and squeeze in.

At first, the onlookers were stunned. Someone suddenly recognized the little kid from the family and said, "Zheng family."

"Suddenly!" The crowd stopped watching Xu Daoning pretending to be good, staring at Zheng Lang together. Xu Daoning stared at Zheng Lang with anger. No matter what kind of Zheng family you are or the Li family, it turns out that when you come, I have been working in vain for most of the day.

Zheng Lang walked straight to him and bowed and said, "I've seen Mr. Xu."

"Ahhh." replied casually.

But the crowd was surprised. The gentleman was an elder and a teacher. He was a very respected title in this era. How did the Zheng family put this title on the person selling plaster?

Zheng Lang didn't say much and said, "Please give me advice."

As he said that, Xu Daoning's tools did not paint on paper or silk, but instead painted on a round fan. In addition, the paint brought by Xu Daoning was not complete. This is a "Picture of Lotus from the Water" by the Southern Song painter Wu Bing.

The most eye-catching thing in this picture is the red lotus, which takes up almost half of the area of ​​the whole picture. The remaining ones are green leaves, and the rest of the space is less than one-quarter. It is hard to imagine that such a large area of ​​red flowers and green leaves can be bright but not vulgar, fresh but not hot. However, this picture can actually be achieved through the matching of colors, distribution of light and darkness, and adjustment of space. The most rare thing is the arrangement of the shape, angle, color and light sense of the lotus petals.

Through these arrangements, the whole picture is very bright and dignified, which is in sharp contrast with Xu Daoning's sharp and painting style.

The picture is not big, but it takes a lot of time to draw it. It took two hours to finish it.

But Xu Daoning was not very interested. If the guy who was eating asked this little guy to "occupi" him, he would have wanted to pick up his luggage and move another nest. If you draw yours, I will make my livelihood. If you can't even eat enough, then you will have the heart to read your paintings.

But there were some days when I came to the capital. I knew the fame of the little guy in front of me, but I didn't dare to take it like I was against others. I lifted my fists and slapped it. I stood up for nearly two hours in depression. Zheng Lang was painting, and there were more and more people outside, but the target of the person I really targeted didn't even look at.

The whole pair of cows plays the piano.

Zheng Lang threw down the pen and bowed to Xu Daoning again and said, "Please."

I've finished drawing, it's up to you to draw.

However, Xu Daoning's nostrils were facing the sky and dizzy. Who are you? I just wanted me to draw it. He didn't pay any attention to Zheng Lang at all.
Chapter completed!