Inside the High Wall [Quick Transmigration]

Hearing these words, Zheng Zhao couldn't help letting go of the rein silently, and the steed left Yu Guangdu's side in two steps.

"Lan Ying, I didn't mean that." Yu Guangdu knocked his head with a fan angrily, and hurriedly chased after him and said, "I didn't marry them to prove that I don't have short sleeves, it's because I really like them, I'm just lustful , really, trust me!"

It's better not to explain, Zheng Zhao shook his head and said: "Since you have a happy event, you can go first, I will let Pinghu send the congratulatory gift to the mansion later."

Yu Guangdu felt that he felt like a heartless man when he heard these words, and Luanying was the old love he abandoned, the kind who was generous and gentle.He thought about it and couldn't help feeling sour, and then said: "I can take a concubine anytime, it is rare for Luanying to come to Suzhou, and it is rare for me to meet brother Luanying, today I will accompany Luan..."

Zheng Zhao immediately raised his whip, looked at Yu Guangdu, and said calmly, "Go back."

Yu Guangdu said aggrievedly: "Okay."

After resting in Yu's garden for a whole day, Zheng Zhao felt refreshed and went on a tour of Suzhou with Yu Guangdu.He went to a few homes with his name cards, drank Biluochun in Huqiu, ate white shrimp and whitebait in Taihu Lake, and laughed far away in the boat at dusk. An incomparable treat.

Xia Mu is cloudy and June is cool, Yu Guangdu is busy learning how to be a salt merchant from his father-in-law, Zheng Zhao packs up his things and prepares to go south again.Before leaving, he left Pinghu here, and planned to open another Cangyanluozhao room.With the day when Danghu would start a family and start a business, Pinghu would always be in a state of mind if he was still serving him, so why not put down roots.Drinking water from a canal together, the pair of young friends can still exchange letters from time to time.Anyway, Suzhou Danqing masters, among them those who are poor, not well-known and thin-skinned and unwilling to sell paintings on the street, all signed long and short contracts with Cang Yanluozhaojian.

If a person who loves painting can make a decent living by painting, that would be great.

As early as in Cangzhou, Lu Yuncong said that the paintings of the world were written by two gentlemen from the north and the south of Hangzhou Prefecture. When he left Wuxi, he mentioned two giants.After arriving in Hangzhou City, Zheng Zhao settled down and began to paint hard at home, preparing to bring the painting to see the two gentlemen.

"Brother Zhao, you're going to perform the coronation ceremony next month." Fu Niang led the maidservants aggressively to the study room, making it clear that he wouldn't let him paint in peace if he didn't answer.

How to draw plum blossoms has never been determined.Some people outline the dark fragrance floating on the moon and dusk, and some people use plum blossoms to express their aesthetic interests.He has always only used the boneless method to paint plums, adding a little gamboge to the bright red, rotating the brush, stroke by petal, drawing himself to his heart's content, and never dipping ink to pick the stamens or medicine.

Fu Niang raised her brows upright, her starry eyes wide open, walked to Zheng Zhao's side and pressed the pen in his hand, "Brother Zhao, did you listen to me?"

Zheng Zhao put down his brush helplessly, raised his head to look at Fu Niang, and said, "Of course I heard what Auntie said, but I wore a crown to pick up the characters when I was in Enke four years ago. Just live a normal life.”

"Then how can it be done?" Fu Niang shook her head and said, "Twenty and crowning is a coming-of-age ceremony, and we are not small and have no financial means to afford it, so how can we not hold the crowning ceremony?"

Zheng Zhaodao: "For the crowning ceremony, you need to sue the family temple and pay homage to the parents." Duke Qing is in the capital.

"Just kowtow to the north." Fu Niang said indifferently, "If you don't want to kowtow, you can also bow. If you don't want to bow, you can just look north. They are not lucky if they can't stand your bow. "

The past four years have been really easy and fast, and Fu Niang, who is most looking forward to him recognizing his ancestors and returning to his family, no longer pays attention to Duke Qing's mansion.

There is no effort left and right, Zheng Zhao said: "In this case, then I will trouble Auntie."

Seeing that he agreed to hold the crowning ceremony, Fu Niang smiled and took the maids out of the study, happily preparing for the crowning ceremony.

Zheng Zhao picked up a fine brush and dipped it in ink, and drew out the branches with his sideways hand. The ups and downs came at will, and then carefully added new branches to the twigs.After finishing one painting of red plum blossoms, he began to paint the second one. In the end, he had drawn so much that he didn't know what the plum blossoms looked like, so he came out to practice swords among the two vats of lotus flowers.

Xingyun Youyingyue is shy, and the candlelight figure in front of the window is still painting red plums.

Zheng Zhao painted red plums for nearly half a month, and finally drew a pair of red plums that he was satisfied with. He asked Tang Yang to hand over the greeting card, agreeing to visit Mr. Nanzhi Chen Chuang and Mr. Beiyuan Dong Baozhu in seven days.During these seven days, Zheng Zhao was uncommonly uneasy, and even wanted to say that he was sick and postpone it for a few days.On the seventh day, Zheng Zhaosi tossed and turned before it was time, so he had to get up to wash and wash, and then went out on a donkey at Xu time.

At the end of summer and autumn, the donkey ancestors were finally willing to come out to work.

Yanxia Ridge is not as famous as Lingyin Mountain, but its scenery is not inferior to Lingyin Mountain. Chen Chuang and Dong Baozhu live in seclusion here.Zheng Zhao originally thought that it would be difficult to see these two masters, but when he arrived at Yanxia Ridge, the servant boy led him up, and he was extremely attentive.

"We've been waiting for you for nearly half a month." Chen Chuang was wearing a Ge robe, with a childlike face and white hair.

"Nanzhi thinks that you will come to see him immediately when you arrive in Hangzhou. The old man also told him, don't be so self-righteous. If you always feel that you can draw ink plums well, everyone will be eager to see you." Dong Baozhu was dressed in Qiluo, with an expression Like a urchin.

Upon hearing this, Zheng Zhao took the scroll from Tang Yang, stepped forward two steps, and unfolded it for the two gentlemen with his own hands.

Dong Baozhu glanced at it and said with a smile: "Nanzhi, when you were at this age, you were not as good at drawing as Luanying, you should admit defeat."

Chen Chuang ignored him, looked down at the scroll carefully, frowned, moved his fingers slightly, and said after a while: "Hold your natural posture, use the brushwork of calligraphy to draw, you are skilled in painting, and the red plums in stippling are petite and gorgeous. Lie Yan, it’s just that when plum branches are left to bloom, you must first conceive the trend of the plum branches, and then intersperse the plum blossoms, so that you can look forward to the feelings and connect the energy.” He saw that Zheng Zhao first made the plum blossoms and then the plum branches.

Aesthetic interests are all private, but techniques are common.Don't talk about the artistic conception of nothingness, but only talk about the realistic painting method. Chen Chuang really taught him with all his heart.Pass on what you have learned.

Zheng Zhaodao: "Thank you Mr. Nanzhi for teaching."

In the following days, Zheng Zhao has been studying painting with Chen Chuang in Yanxia Ridge.In the meantime, even a scholar visited in the name of the Hangzhou branch of the literary society founded by Wei Yunheng, but he thanked the door and disappeared.A month later, his coronation ceremony was presided over by the two gentlemen.

I have already stepped deep into the haze, and I don't care about everything in the world.

Dong Baozhu watched Zheng Zhao stroking the plum branches outside the window, and couldn't help smiling and said to Chen Chuang: "There are people who are like you in the world. The painting is for joy, but it doesn't understand the meaning of nature, but you two got into the plum blossom."

Chen Chuang put Dong Baozhu's newly painted landscape scroll in the painting jar, and said without raising his head, "I can't get into plum blossoms, you've already got into the mountains."

Dong Baozhu said: "It was you who said that I wanted this old man to go back to the mountains and live in seclusion. Originally, it was good for me to be my cabinet minister in the court, but you took letters every day to urge me to go back to my hometown and go back to hermit with you. Unworthy descendants. The old man believed your words, and came back to live in seclusion with you, but you hate the old man every day, what is the reason for this?"

Hearing this, Chen Chuang looked at Dong Baozhu and said seriously, "I never dislike you."

"Isn't this old man..." Dong Baozhu touched his nose in embarrassment, then turned his eyes, and changed the subject, "I heard that Luan Ying and that Wei Changfeng are best friends, one is in the court and the other is in the field, Shilin is talking about them will follow in our footsteps."

Chen Chuang said lightly: "Zheng Luanying is smarter than I was back then."

"What is smart or not?" Dong Baozhu suddenly realized after finishing speaking, and looked at Chen Chuang angrily, "Well, Chen Nanzhi, you still despise me!"

In the paranoid garden of the capital, moss invades the steps of the courtyard in the autumn wind.

Princess Chaoyang overturned the food table, glared at the eunuch who delivered the food, and asked, "Why are all the leftovers today? What are you trying to do?"

The eunuch sneered and said, "How can there be leftovers? They are all freshly made in the kitchen. Princess, if you don't want to eat it, don't eat it. Why did you lose your temper when you fell on the ground? Thinking that every meal is delicious when you are still in the palace Is this the only meal in the future, if you have a backbone, don’t eat it every day if you fall, and our family will look up to you.”

Princess Chaoyang was furious when she heard the words, and said angrily: "Father asked me to recuperate in the Paradise Garden. The meals are just harsh treatment. You eunuchs who are neither male nor female are not worthy of talking to me. Get out and pass the news."

"Neither male nor female?" the eunuch repeated, then grinned, and the whole person looked gloomy, "Jinghou has already withdrawn, and the Wangyuan has been taken over by the palace."

"The princess is delicate and weak. The emperor asked you to recuperate in the garden. How can you not eat? Since you don't want to eat by yourself, princess, please forgive me. For your speedy recovery, the servants have no choice but to come and feed you. "

The eunuch asked the people on the left and right to support Princess Chaoyang, bent down to pick up the cold meat and rotten vegetables that were spilled on the ground, opened Princess Chaoyang's mouth, and stuffed them in little by little.

Princess Chaoyang's throat was evil, and she couldn't stop spitting it out.

"Tsk tsk, why did you spit it out? You are a princess after all, and you should know how to cherish food and people's power. This arrogant temper should be changed." The eunuch pinched his nose and stuffed the things that Princess Chaoyang spit out back into her mouth. inside.

After tossing for a long time, the eunuch fed all the food that could be fed into it, and there was nothing on the ground except a puddle of foul-smelling sticky juice.

The eunuch pressed Princess Chaoyang on the ground, making her face stick to the vomited juice on the ground, stepped on her hand hard, and said, "Princess Chaoyang, drink up the soup too."

Princess Chaoyang's face was pale, and her nails were clinging to the ground, almost breaking. She realized who it was.

Vomiting dirty things covered her face and clothes, the eunuch let go of her hand, and said before leading the people away, "Ming'er, the servant will bring you food, I wonder if you have the guts to overthrow the food table tomorrow."

Princess Chaoyang lay on the ground and couldn't stop vomiting, clasping her throat with her hands, trying to spit things out.

"Zheng Qiang." She said through gritted teeth.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-03-1101:53:32~2020-03-1201:41:40期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Jiang Duojiao 1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: chen. 2 bottles; Zhanzhan 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!