peerless teacher

To be honest, this painting is awesome, and it is also my first famous painting, which is very commemorative. I am really reluctant to give it away, but in the face of his diehard fans, Sun Mo will definitely give up.

Who is Zheng Qingfang?

As a high-ranking official, I have met countless young talents, but the favorability score is 30, which is considered full value, which shows that people appreciate me very much.

And the 1000 taels of silver just now, I gave it away without saying anything, just to let myself finish writing "Journey to the West" without any worries.

Who is this?This is a bosom friend!

Sun Mo was not a stingy person in the first place, and in such a situation, he would definitely not ask for money.

"How can I do that? This is a famous painting, worth tens of thousands of gold!"

Zheng Qingfang shook his head. Given his status, there are quite a few calligraphy and painting collections at home, but only three have reached the realm of brilliant brushwork.

There is no way, once this kind of famous painting appears on the market, it will cause frantic snatching, because it can really affect the state of mind of the viewers.

Just like this map of Sanzang’s Journey to the West, once a person’s life is hard, work is annoying, and he loses his temper, he will be filled with fighting spirit and passion immediately after looking at it.

This is the charm of famous paintings!

"Uncle Zheng, you think highly of me, so don't say that again."

Sun Mo sat back at the table: "Come, drink!"

Zheng Qingfang hesitated for a moment, then turned his head and told the old servant: "Go, get my cloud chasing dagger!"

"master!"

The old servant obviously guessed what Zheng Qingfang was thinking, and hurriedly persuaded him.

"Go get it!"

Zheng Qingfang scolded, then sat back in the banquet, drank a full glass, then got up reluctantly, and stood in front of the desk again, admiring the Tripitaka's Journey to the West.

In this painting, Master Sanzang's persistence, his boldness and determination to obtain the scriptures are truly infectious.

Soon, the old servant brought a wooden box.

"Sun Xiaoyou, a little gift for you."

Zheng Qingfang took the box, opened it, and took out the dagger inside: "This was given to me by the King of Tang in the early years."

King Tang is the emperor of Tang.

This dagger is extraordinarily gorgeous. Compared to a murder weapon, it is more like a work of art. The handle is inlaid with several precious gemstones, the blade is carved with exquisite patterns, and a string of wreaths hangs down.

Listening to Zheng Qingfang's introduction, Sun Mo stared at the dagger, and the divine insight technique was activated.

"Zuiyun, a dagger, about half a foot long, willow-leaf-shaped, a top-grade spiritual weapon. This dagger has a summoning effect. When you read a mantra, you can summon a spirit beast."

Zheng Qingfang stroked the dagger, filled with emotion.

"This dagger once saved my life!" Zheng Qingfang showed a nostalgic look: "I was at the border and surrounded by the army of Wu State. It was the horse summoned by this dagger that escaped."

"Use this dagger to cut your fingers and recite the incantation silently, and you can summon a horse called Chasing Cloud, which can travel thousands of miles a day without getting tired."

The old servant explained that he was very reluctant to see the master give away the dagger that had accompanied him for more than 30 years.

The so-called soul beast is a beast that has opened up its spiritual wisdom. After the death of a beast that contains the aura of heaven and earth in its body, its spiritual consciousness is still reluctant to part with this world. Coupled with a coincidence, it is transformed into a soul beast.

The birth rate of spirit beasts is too low, so each one is priceless. There is no way to compare with Sun Mo's famous painting.

Shenju Zhuiyun is a bloody horse. It was the mount of the previous Tang King and was deeply loved by him. After Zhuiyun died, because of the deep bond with Tang Wang, he transformed into a soul beast and still accompanied him.

This cloud chasing horse, because it is a soul beast, is neither tired nor tired, neither hungry nor thirsty, and is as light as a swallow. When it runs, it can catch up to the fleeting clouds in the sky, so it is named cloud chasing.

"The reason why this dagger is a high-grade spiritual weapon, but not a sacred weapon, is because its attack is too poor, but when it comes to escape, it is definitely the best."

Zheng Qingfang handed the dagger to Sun Mo: "As long as you ride on it, neither the white clouds in the sky nor the light wind on the ground can catch up with you!"

Chapter 71

Lu Zhiruo opened her eyes wide, staring at the dagger.

"I can't!"

Sun Mo quickly refused: "This is too precious!"

"Hey, that's wrong. Money can't buy a good heart. In the past few years since I became an official, today is undoubtedly the happiest day for me. I have read a masterpiece and seen the birth of a famous painting. What a pleasure!"

Zheng Qingfang said, took another full drink, and then coughed.

"My lord, you drank too much."

The old servant persuaded, worried about Zheng Qingfang's health.

"Ahem, it's okay!"

Zheng Qingfang signaled the old servant not to be fussy.

He has been a high-ranking official in the court for so many years, and he has seen such a spectacle of beautiful brushwork blooming flowers several times, but those painters are all in their twilight years.

After all, the skill of painting takes time to accumulate, but Sun Mo, how old is he? To reach this state at the age of 20 is simply terrifying.

Let’s talk about novels, although the literary talent is a bit poor, but the story is written very well. Zheng Qingfang closes his eyes now, the unruly Monkey King, the resolute and persistent Master Sanzang, the lustful and greedy Zhu Bajie, and there is another one who has no sense of existence but still Monk Sha who can be remembered is all vivid in my memory...

Zheng Qingfang dare not say that this book is a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation, but after a few years, it will become famous in the Kyushu of China and there is absolutely no problem.

Zheng Qingfang presented Sun Mo with the cloud chasing dagger out of pure admiration for his talent, because this young man with a bright smile is a master of calligraphy and painting!

"Take it, anyway, I'm old, and I don't have the chance to ride a horse anymore."

Zheng Qingfang saw that Sun Mo was still refusing, so he put on a straight face: "If you refuse again, don't you consider me a bosom friend?"

The old servant is speechless, master, you can’t ride a horse, but your younger generations can ride it, especially your grandson, but you have coveted this dagger for a long time, and you didn’t give it to him. Now it’s given to Sun Mo, your grandson It would be no wonder not to trouble him.

"It's really too precious!"

Sun Mo didn't know what to say!

"The teacher is amazing!"

Seeing that Zheng Qingfang insisted on giving such a precious spiritual weapon to Sun Mo, Lu Zhiruo was filled with admiration for her teacher.

Ding!

Favorability from Lu Zhiruo +20.

Prestige relationship with Lu Zhiruo, friendly (233/1000).

"Take it, you're a man, so don't need mother-in-law!"

After Zheng Qingfang handed out the dagger to Sun Mo, he took another full drink and couldn't help laughing.

"I really didn't expect that I saw the birth of a famous painting. Before that, I was still thinking, if your painting is not bad, you can buy your painting for ten taels. It's ridiculous, ridiculous!"

Zheng Qingfang thought that it was fortunate that I didn't make an offer, otherwise I would lose my life.

Lu Zhiruo and the old servant also laughed, ten taels?Even if you double it a hundred times, you can't buy the Sanzang Journey to the West.

What can Sun Mo say?Hand the dagger to Lu Zhiruo, and keep a modest smile.

Seeing that Sun Mo restrained his curiosity and didn't immediately admire the dagger, the old servant gave Sun Mo another high-level look. You must know that many people will be eager to play with this level of treasures.

Zheng Qingfang was drinking, and the more he looked at Sun Mo, the more he admired him. Sun Mo is not only handsome, but also talented. By the way, do you want to marry your granddaughter to him?This way, you can see his future works for the first time!

When the food and drink got cold, Zheng Qingfang asked the servants to remove them, changed the table, and continued to exchange glasses with Sun Mo. He was really happy today.

After drinking for a while, Zheng Qingfang couldn't help picking up the manuscript of "Journey to the West" for a few glances, and then got up again to admire Sanzang's Journey to the West.

The other character portraits are also excellent, but compared with this one, they are still a little worse.

"Huh? Feel like something is missing?"

Zheng Qingfang finally discovered the blind spot.

Sun Mo was puzzled, but Lu Zhiruo covered her mouth with her small hands and reminded in a low voice, "It's the signature!"

"Yes, it's a signature. Famous paintings and masterpieces, how can there be no signature?"

Zheng Qingfang suddenly realized, and quickly asked Sun Mo to make up.

"what?"

Sun Mo felt a little embarrassed.

"Write it quickly, you don't sign it, who knows it's your work?" Zheng Qingfang urged, and suddenly realized: "You haven't signed it before, have you? Wait, is this the first work you created? A famous painting?"

Sun Mo nodded.

"Great!"

Zheng Qingfang was so excited that he didn't need the wine cup anymore, picked up the wine pot and poured it into his mouth.

"master!"

The old servant was startled.

Zheng Qingfang laughed loudly. If Sun Mo becomes famous in the future, his first painting will be of great commemorative value, so he hurriedly said: "You must write today's time on it!"

Sun Mo didn't care.

"Also, if you publish a book, you usually use a pseudonym. What do you plan to call it?"

Zheng Qingfang signaled Lu Zhiruo not to be restrained when eating food.

"Goblin?"

Sun Mo wanted to be called Wu Chengen, so that people would know the original author of "Journey to the West", but he thought that the book was written by himself, except for the same content, the text was different, and even the characters were added with his own ideas and made a little Modifications, such as Zhu Bajie is more annoying, Sha Wujing is a black belly, so he gave up.

In case people want to scold after reading it, and they are scolding themselves, I won't blackmail Wu Chengen.

"Brother...brother what?"

For this kind of unfamiliar vocabulary, Zheng Qingfang couldn't form an inherent image in his mind.

"Goblin, a monster!"

Sun Mo seemed to be talking casually, but he was actually trying to test Zheng Qingfang. This kind of high-ranking official must have seen a lot of markets. If he doesn't even know about it, it means that there is no such thing.

"Have you imagined it? Is it the monster that will appear in the second half of "Journey to the West"?"

Zheng Qingfang was curious.

"No."

Sun Mo is a person who is very thirsty for knowledge. He wants to know where there are other places besides the Middle Earth and Kyushu, such as whether there is a Western Kingdom, whether there are dragons, swords and magic.

At present, it seems that there is no.

"Could it be from another book?"

Zheng Qingfang stared at Sun Mo with burning eyes, wishing he could introduce him right away.

"I figured it out, the pseudonym is Gandalf!"

Sun Mo changed the topic: "It doesn't have any meaning, it's just called casually."

"This is up to you!"

Due to physical reasons, Zheng Qingfang went to bed very early on weekdays, but today he dragged Sun Mo to talk until late at night.

It was too late, the school gates were closed, and with Zheng Qingfang's hospitality, Sun Mo and Lu Zhiruo stayed in the guest room.

The next morning, Zheng Qingfang endured the hangover headache and got up early to have breakfast with Sun Mo before sending him away.

"Master, he is not a famous teacher, but he writes good novels and draws well. As for treating him so well?"

The old servant couldn't figure it out, but the master gave him the cloud chasing dagger as a gift.

"I have stood in the court for 47 years and have not fallen down. It is because of these eyes that know people. That Sun Mo has an aura that I can't describe!"

Zheng Qingfang stood at the door of the bookstore, looking at the figure of the carriage going away.

"Temperament? I admit that he is quite handsome!"

The old servant found no temperament.

"You do not understand!"

Zheng Qingfang didn't want to explain anymore. Those who can draw the map of Sanzang's Journey to the West must have valleys hidden in their chests. The artistic conception of that painting cannot be faked.

"Sun Mo will come again in the future, and treat him like a distinguished guest."