hold this little monk

The people in the inner circle are not blind and deaf, so it is natural that someone will come to watch the commotion outside, but most of these young men are very arrogant, knowing that the people outside are waiting for their pity, so when they come, they are always embarrassed. Shangqing is very tall, all of them look like masters who have cultivated into immortals in Penglai City, but after they walked in...

"Go, call Master Xie to come over."

"This person... what a... this..."

Yu Xiaoxuan glanced at them, and continued to paint without any surprise.

Just kidding, the ones I drew can scare even Her Majesty the Queen, but I can't fool you ordinary people?

If Xiaoxuan wanted to have a tail at this time, the tail must be raised to the sky.

Poor guy with the goatee on the opposite side doesn’t know yet. At this time, everyone’s eyes are full of sympathy. It’s really embarrassing to lose in this kind of place. After all, people here come from all corners of the country, and their deeds will be brought back. Their hometown, which is basically equivalent to the literati in the whole Daping, knows it.

Poor doll, I don't know that I have provoked a wolf, and I am still fiddling with my paintings vigorously.

The goatee probably guessed that Xiaoxuan didn't know how to do landscape paintings, so he painted a person self-righteously. No one can tell who he painted, but at least it can be seen that it is a person. The color relationship is also in place, but the skill is not enough. It is impossible for someone like Xiaoxuan who has studied for many years to continue to refine it.

The last thing Xiaoxuan refined was those eyes. He was defeated by those eyes when he painted for Bi Kong last time. If Liu Ling’s eyes were the divine strokes of God when he created him, then Xiaoxuan now refines them. That's where the soul of this suit lies.The eyes are the windows of the soul, so there are ancient allusions such as the finishing touch, the eyes are the soul.

In the end, the two of them put down their pens, Xiaoxuan painted with paint, and compared the real person with the painting contentedly.

"Well, there is a deviation in the proportions here? The color relationship is also weaker, and the picture is too dirty..."

Bi Kong listened to him nitpickingly talking to himself for a while, and decided to die decisively.

What he's talking about, I don't understand at all, but I can't let him see it, um, just pretend that I understand it.

Goatee was surprised and shocked when he saw that most people gathered around Xiaoxuan and praised him again and again.

how is this possible……

Impossible, the paint was obviously given to me by that person, how could Daping people come into contact with that person?

He can't draw better than me...

Although it is difficult to distinguish the good from the bad in the painting, but the large technical gap will still be obvious to people at a glance. It is only natural for Xiaoxuan to win, and it is also natural for him to be surrounded by a group of young men from aristocratic families. Almost all of them have to invite them over , Xiaoxuan heard that those people surnamed Li, Wang, Xie and Leng didn't understand anything, and couldn't tell the difference, so they could only turn their attention to Shi Xu for help.

Shi Xu rescued the scene in time, and before he came over, he was suddenly interrupted by a man wrapped in fox fur with a sick face.

He passed the crowd and walked straight over, looking at Xiaoxuan with a pale complexion.

"In Xia Wangmin, why don't you go over there to enjoy the snow? And the young master who initiated the challenge, you can go there with me."

Xiaoxuan nodded dully, thinking completely wrongly: "It's not snowing yet, why snow? Dandruff?"

And Goatee, who originally thought he would never be able to stand up again, was as excited as Fan Jinzhongju when he heard this, with a strange gleam in his eyes.

Wang Min didn't know what it was, he led the four of them all the way without any hindrance, no one dared to block the way, even Shi Xu's face looking at Wang Min's back was full of admiration, Admiration, admiration.

This made Xiaoxuan even more curious about his identity.

The other sons asked the servants to invite them over, but only Wang Min came over in person. Obviously he understood their importance better than those people, but how did he know.

Wang Min did not take them to a crowded place, but stayed away from the crowd and went to a pavilion alone. The smoke from the stove in the pavilion was rising, the fragrance of tea was overflowing, and there were four beauties with beautiful faces. It was like a fairy. ordinary days.

"Sit casually, don't be restrained," Wang Min sat down lazily, and his servant cleverly handed over tea with just the right temperature. After he took a sip, he looked at the goatee and asked, "What do you call your son?"

Goatee said: "Mingqiao."

"So it's Young Master Ming," Wang Min nodded, "Did Young Master Ming come to Changle alone? Where did he come from?"

"North, northern border."

"Oh? There should be constant fighting there, right?" Wang Min said in surprise, "Master Ming, do you want to come and live in Changle? I can arrange a mansion for you, and you can study your Danqing well."

The pain in Mingqiao's eyes was clear: "No need, thank you for your generosity, Mr. Wang, but my wife and children died in Beijiang... Beijiang, I want to live in Beijiang to accompany them."

"That's it, I'm sorry," Wang Min said sorry, but there was no apology on his face. He stood up and poured a cup of hot tea for everyone, and when he handed it to Xiaoxuan with a smile, he glanced at Xiaoxuan and said, "Laugh Sir Xuan, I don’t need to say more, it’s a pity that this year’s New Year’s Eve State Banquet didn’t include you in the painting at the Ziling Palace, otherwise, my lord will definitely give you a surprise like in previous years.”

Unexpectedly, Mingqiao made such a move, he was stunned, and stared at Xiaoxuan in disbelief: "You, a court painter, go to the people to bully people? It's too much!"

He said that the stunts he had worked so hard to learn were defeated no matter how easy they were.

Xiaoxuan: "It is indeed a bit..."

Is this vest falling too fast?

Xiaoxuan stared suspiciously at Mr. Wen Run in front of him, but he didn't look like anyone he knew.

Wang Min exposed Xiaoxuan's identity with a single word, which made Bikong have to be vigilant, and looked at him with a little more hostility in his eyes.

Could this person be the young master of the Wang family in Beijing?There is indeed a Wang family in Beijing that has been rich for three generations, and the current head of the family, Wang Shilang, does have several sons, but the children of an ordinary family can only fool those poor literati outside, so how could so many respectable young men treat them carefully? .

Wang Min could see the slight expression changes of everyone on the field, he ignored Bi Kong, just smiled with crooked eyes, looked at Xiaoxuan harmlessly and said: "Your Excellency's kitten can be put away, Don't expose your fangs easily, otherwise many people will rack their brains to pull out his fangs, making him unable to return to the tiger group for the rest of his life."

It was the first time I heard someone say that Bi Kong was a cat, which made Xiaoxuan feel very complicated.

cat?This person might have misunderstood Bi Kong.

"Who are you?" Xiao Xuan asked.

"My lord has a really bad memory, I'm Wang Min." He replied, as if the world should know who he is by saying this name.

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting more and more tense, Shi Xu couldn't help but wiped off his cold sweat, and came out to smooth things over, but facing Wang Min, he didn't dare to laugh, so he could only humbly smile and say, "I haven't seen Mr. Wang for three years, Mr. Wang is still It's Shi's long-cherished wish to live life so chicly."

No matter how tense the atmosphere is, as long as Shi Xu is flattering, Xiaoxuan wants to laugh.

"You know the prince?"

Shi Xu looked at Xiaoxuan helplessly: "You should know him too, I really don't know what you've been doing in the palace for ten years."

When he said this, he carefully watched Wang Min's expression, seeing that he was drinking tea with a faint smile, he gave Xiaoxuan a wink, and said with a wink: "This person, don't mess with him."

"What am I doing in the palace? Of course it's painting." Xiaoxuan replied confidently.

Otherwise, who do you think is the single-handed supporter of your art industry in Daping?Is it easy for me to be Da Vinci and Monet at the same time?

Shi Xu also guessed the answer, sighed softly, and said to Wang Min: "Forgive me, Mr. Wang, he is just like this, and you can see him painting like that just now. Can't even listen."

Xiaoxuan heard that he took the opportunity to come back, and interrupted him without hesitation: "Well, so now who is willing to be merciful and explain to me, a lunatic, what the name Wang Min means?"

Wang Min laughed when he heard him pretending to be a fool: "Every New Year's Eve state banquet, I would go there with my father, but I never thought Mr. Xiaoxuan, who was so serious at the New Year's Eve banquet, would be so easy-going and humorous in private. It's my regret that I haven't visited. .”

Xiaoxuan managed to understand a little bit: this person is from the officialdom, so all the good things he said can be taken as nonsense. This is the way of survival for Xiaoxuan who has been in the palace for ten years.

"Prince Wang is so polite, it's his regret if it's a pity."

Yu Xiaoxuan frowned, he really wished he could not understand why Shi Xu could show a high-spirited look every time he flattered.

Seeing Xiaoxuan's unconvinced little eyes, Shi Xu felt very funny, poked his arm, and whispered: "You are still not convinced, do you know who he is? He is the head of literati, you don't know who Wang Min is, You’ve always heard of no mercy, right? When someone writes a poem, he can summon all the poets in the world to spray you to death.”

Xiaoxuan: "!"

Is there cyber violence in this age?

When Bi Kong, who had been drinking tea silently, heard Shi Xu's words, he almost spilled the tea with a flick of his wrist, and when he raised his eyes to look at Wang Min, his eyes were no longer hostile, but rather stunned.

no mercy...

After so many years in Dakai Temple, his ears are getting callused when he hears this name.

Just when Xiaoxuan thought that Bi Kong was going to become a fanboy in seconds, Bi Kong's expression suddenly changed to a gentle and alienated face to strangers.

"I want to ask the prince about something."

"But it doesn't matter."

"Why didn't you go back to Dakai Temple again?" Bi Kong suppressed his previous hostility, but now his gentle and alienated appearance made Xiaoxuan feel even worse.

If he remembers correctly, it seems that the two people whose fingers were broken by Bi Kong in the Princess Mansion last time, Bi Kong had such a gentle and polite attitude towards them, right?Xiaoxuan felt even more creepy when he thought about it, but what does this Wang Min have to do with Dakai Temple?Why is Bi Kong so vigilant and hostile towards him?

Wang Min paused with his hands, and looked at Bi Kong with enlightened eyes: "Oh, I almost forgot that Xiao Yi Wang grew up in Dakai Temple since he was a child. In this way, we are still half brothers?"

"Yi, King Yi?" Goatee's eyes became more and more shocked.

How did he bump into so many big Buddhas today.

"Abbot Wuchao often talks to me." Bi Kong said lightly.

In fact, it is more than "often" almost every three sentences.

Said that his adopted son is so smart, clever and transparent, and how suitable for practicing Zen...

Wang Min chuckled: "Is that so? It's a great honor for the master to still remember me, such an unworthy person who has fallen into the world of mortals."

He said he was honored, but Bi Kong was keenly aware of the sarcasm that flashed in his eyes.

"Since everyone is so familiar, then I won't make any detours." Wang Min put down the teacup, looked at Mingqiao who had been neglected for a long time, and said in an extremely gentle voice, "I was fortunate enough to go out with the monks who traveled westward from Dakai Temple. I narrowly escaped death, but I also saw many things and people I had never seen before. I am ashamed to say that a natural disaster happened on the way back, and everyone desperately sent me back. I became the only one who came back alive people, with the regrets and hopes of those people."

Ming Qiao didn't know what his words meant, and licked his dry lips nervously.

Wang Min glanced at him and saw that he didn't respond, so he continued to tell the story: "The thing that always makes me feel very lonely is that only I know about those strange and magnificent cultures in the west, and only I have seen them."

"You're lonely, so what am I?" Xiaoxuan thought expressionlessly.

"There is one thing that impressed me deeply. It is colorful, and it is slightly similar to the Danqing made by our Ziling Temple, but it seems to be better, and it is not something from the Tianzhu people, it was brought over by the Persians from further west ... This thing is so wonderful, I imprinted it in my mind at the first sight, and I will never forget it. Today, I was lucky enough to see him again on the Danqing made by Mr. Ming. I think it is such a coincidence .”

The expression in Mingqiao's eyes became more and more strange. He blew on the floating tea leaves against his eyes and said, "Hahahaha, Mr. Wang is too famous. It's just something I made by myself. It's not perfect. How can it be as good as the outside world?" How about the perfect thing that is widely used?"

"Young Master Ming is really very humble. It's just that I didn't say that this thing has spread all over Tianzhu. How did you know?" Wang Min's smile deepened and became gentler, "Could it be that Young Master Ming also Have you ever been to Tianzhu?"

As his voice fell, several feathered arrows swished from the high mountain outside the pavilion, and the sword seemed to have eyes, and only pierced towards Mingqiao.

The author has something to say:

I would like to make a statement here, all the paints, paints, and countries in this book are messed up by me, um, don’t take it seriously.