[Red House] Ban'er's Road to Imperial Examination

"Do you remember?" Wang Yue was awakened by a deep male voice, and he woke up to the situation he was in. He hurriedly withdrew his mind, made his face serious, and then lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "It's already remember."

"Oh?" Lin Qing chuckled and asked, "Recite the third line on page No. 19 for me."

"The reason is that, although the rules are excessive, the meaning is shallow and close. The so-called catching cicadas are in the front, but I don't know that the oriole is in the back. The case was 33 years old..."

"No. 20, page nine, line seven."

"Zuo Qiuming received the scriptures from Zhongni, thinking that those who read the scriptures would not publish the book, so it is possible to pass on the scriptures first, starting with the sound and meaning..."

"Line No. 12 on the third page."

"When a country prospers, it treats its people like wounds, which is its blessing; when it perishes, it treats its people like a mustard, which is its disaster..."

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There was no stumbling point between Wang Yue and the sound of reading, so that the young man standing beside Lin Qing opened his eyes wide and looked at him in amazement, forgetting the etiquette all of a sudden!

Soon, there was nothing to pass in the test, so Lin Qing stopped the test, but his face did not show surprise like that of the young man, as if he was used to it, but Wang Yueyuan just didn't want him to be taken lightly. Looking at myself, I just underestimated Mr. Gao, but I didn't care about his point of view, so I didn't study his expression deeply.

"Go and choose another one."

Wang Yue didn't take it as a great test, but as a good opportunity to see the rare copy, this kind of good thing is naturally desirable.

……

Soon, five books have been memorized, and Wang Yue is waiting for Lin Qing to order him to take another book. He is now completely addicted to this test, and these few books are enough for him to spend several months. Even digested for years.

Regardless of whether or not the apprenticeship was successful in the end, it was not a loss this time.

"Forget it, I don't want to take the exam. I think you are enjoying it, and it's meaningless to continue the exam." Lin Qing pondered for a moment, then stood up and said, "Qiuxi, go ask someone to bring you a pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

"Yes, sir."

The young man responded, and hurriedly went downstairs to make arrangements. Wang Yue was a little curious, maybe he couldn't memorize it, so he changed it to dictation.

But he doesn't talk much, anyway, he is not afraid of anything.

Soon, Qiu Xi came up with a pen, ink, paper and inkstone. He carefully placed the things on the table and laid them out one by one. Then he walked up to Lin Qing and said in a low voice, "Master, the things are ready."

Lin Qing nodded, then raised her head to signal Wang Yue, Wang Yue walked to the table and was about to pick up the pen, but found that the pen and ink prepared by Qiu Xi was not for writing, but for painting, "This..."

"I heard that you are good at painting. As an apprentice, I don't need to be good at writing, but this painting needs to be top-notch. Draw me a painting on the spot."

After Lin Qing finished speaking, he saw that there was no other expression on Wang Yue's face. He thought he was very confident in his painting skills, so he couldn't help but made another request: "I heard that your name is Xiaoyaozi. I want to come to those outside You are the one who drew the weird paintings. They say that you have reached the level of a master, but I don’t believe it. However, there is nothing worthless under the name. I think your painting today will not disappoint me. But I want to Let me just say, as for me, I don’t know how to appreciate those foreign paintings, so today you just draw me a simple ink painting, I think it should be a piece of cake for you who are a master.”

Hearing this, Wang Yue paused the pen in his hand, saying that it was a simple ink painting, but he didn't know that this was the most test of skill.

Wang Yue knows his own background, and he can't afford the title of master at his level. You must know that the old man spent most of his life back then, and only in his later years did he mix these two styles together. On the shoulders, the style is not perfect either.

And only this level can be regarded as a master in the modern era when traditional calligraphy and painting are gradually fading. If it is placed in the ancient times when celebrities are born in large numbers, it is still a little bit worse.

The old man is already like this, let alone a student who is only half as good as the old man?

The reason why he is praised as a master is because of his unique style. Before this, there has never been a style that combines Chinese and Western painting styles. .

And which one who has been able to establish a school from ancient times to the present is not at the level of a master to have this ability?

It is understandable for people to classify him as a master according to their traditional cognition.

Secondly, it was to save face for the prince. After all, the first painting he showed to the world was given by the prince to the Taishanghuang to celebrate his birthday, and the Taishanghuang and the emperor were very satisfied.

What can satisfy the royal family is naturally a high-level painting. You can say without hesitation that even if what Wang Yue draws is a pile of shit, as long as the top few people nod, the people below can immediately praise him Become an elixir and panacea, a treasure of heaven.

It's always been like this.

There is another reason, mainly because most of Wang Yue's paintings are paintings of Buddha statues or portraits of Taoist gods, and they pay attention to a resplendent and magnificent scene, so that they can show the grandeur of the gods.

Just like the portrait of Peng Zu that was given to the Supreme Emperor to celebrate his birthday, in addition to Peng Zu as the main body, the background has added heavenly palaces, mythical beasts, and fairy wonders. It looks dazzled, and it is hard to notice that Wang Yue's painting skills are not very superb.

That is to say, the shortcomings in Wang Yue's painting skills are covered up by the gorgeous scenes. If you don't savor carefully, it is difficult to notice.

But Wang Yue is familiar with modern hype techniques and knows that rare things are more expensive. There are not many works released to the outside world, and most of the people who hold these works are wealthy families. These people spend a lot of money to buy paintings just to show their status. , How do you know what is a good painting skill?

And even if people are invited to appreciate the painting, even if the invited people see the shortcomings, how can they deliberately point out the shortcomings of the painting without showing face to the owner?

What's more, this painter is still a person admired by the prince.

So even if there are discoveries, most of them will be buried in their stomachs, and they will not say it.

As a result, six years have passed, and Wang Yue, the master, is wearing his hat securely, and no one has questioned it.

But the approval of the outside world cannot cover up his own shortcomings. Wang Yue knows that he needs to continue to work hard, and he must not stop because of the appreciation of the outside world.

However, the improvement of painting skills requires not only one's own efforts, but also the advice of seniors.

In recent years, most of Wang Yue's energy has been devoted to the imperial examination, and he didn't spend much effort on painting skills, and he can only barely ensure that his painting skills will not regress, and it will be even more difficult to make a step forward.

As for finding a senior who can guide him, it is even more like a dream.

Painting has required a lot of energy and money since ancient times. To put it bluntly, this thing is mostly used by rich people to be arty.

And those who can get ahead on this road are either really talented, or those who are willing to spend money and accumulate resources at home.

There are not many children from poor families who can go far on this road.

But in modern times, at least there are academies of fine arts that allow you to take the exam, and the teachers in the academies are also willing to train those students who are really willing to learn. Even if you have no money, you can go out to work, part-time, or get a loan, so you can finish your studies at least.

As for whether you can get ahead, it depends on the opportunity.

But in ancient times, there were no academies specializing in painting, and most of the masters of calligraphy and painting had strict apprenticeships, and there were only a dozen students in their lifetime, and these students were either recommended by others, or it really depends on luck. It's a good opportunity to meet these calligraphers and painters.

There is no way to find a good teacher, but how can children from ordinary people have a way?

The Wang family is not short of money now, not to mention that Wang Yue made a lot of money for the family by selling paintings before. With his parents' love for him, knowing that he wants to learn painting, he must not be stingy with spending money.

But having money doesn't necessarily mean you can find a good teacher.

Although there are teachers in the Guozijian who specialize in teaching piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, they are also the most basic. They just allow students to be roughly proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, so as not to talk about it with others when they go out.

But if you want to go deeper, these teachers themselves are not good enough, how can they teach students.

As for inviting advanced teachers to come, to be honest, most calligraphy and painting masters are not short of money, and they are very self-confident, so they will not come to teach students.

As for those like Tang Bohu who make a living by selling paintings, their level is very high, but how could the Imperial College hire such a teacher?

This also put Wang Yue in a dilemma. He clearly knew that he was not worthy of his name, but he had no way to improve himself.

But isn't there a good way right now?

It's just that since the son-in-law proposed to let himself draw a simple ink painting, and said that there is nothing worthy of a prestigious name, he presumably saw his shortcomings hidden under the prosperity.

Therefore, Wang Yue thought for a while, then put down the pen, bowed and said: "Students should not be called masters. Students know their own level. If they are far superior to their peers, this praise is worthy of praise." Yes, but if you want to talk about a master, that’s still far from it. The outsiders are just supporting me because of my novel style of painting and the favor of the prince. Where's the doctor!"

As he said that, Wang Yue laughed at himself, but his attitude was very sincere, which could be clearly felt by Lin Qing on the opposite side.

Lin Qing looked at his expression more carefully, and confirmed that what he said was not modest, but his real thoughts.

This made Lin Qing hesitate for a while. To be honest, he was actually very satisfied with this student.

At this age, he has actually accepted two or three students, but most of the first few students are focused on officialdom. As far as painting is concerned, the level is not bad, but it is at that level in this life. Don't even think about it.

What Lin Qing is most proud of in his life is not his dictionary, nor his winning Tan Hua Lang, nor his marrying a princess, but his painting skills.

At his age, he doesn't have many years to live, so he naturally wants to find a student who can inherit his legacy.

However, most of the people who thought of him as an apprentice here were really few who were willing to concentrate on learning painting and were unwilling to take the road of officialdom.

So much so that Lin Qing has spent many years and has never received a satisfactory student.

Until Gao Qili recommended Wang Yue to him.

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