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Chapter 14 The Painting Saint

The sun is out today, but not sunbathing.If you invite your friends to go out for an outing, you will feel refreshed by the wind.

In such warm weather, there was a destitute little thief, who looked okay, but he didn't reach his age and lived as a reckless man in the green forest, with no relatives, no friends, and no worries.

The little thief was walking on the path between the Jongye Mountains, with only a simple bag on his back, and the only valuable thing was the scroll.Don't look at the fact that there are not many things on the body, but the scroll is reluctant to throw it away, and even more reluctant to sell it for money.Wind and rain come and go, even if the little thief gets wet, it will shield it from the wind and rain.

He was walking on the road, thinking that he was wronged. He used to be a second-generation official with a big family. His father, uncle, and grandfather all worked in Wanjuan Pavilion.Weddings, funerals and marriages, which one is not thousands of thousands of people lining up to give gifts to the head of the family. In those years, the flow of water on the family account was like the rain falling from the sky.

I also fished in it for a while. During that time, I was comfortable and leisurely, I could see a lot of good things, and I also had a lot of fat and beautiful things on hand.

Unexpectedly, the partisan struggle in Wanjuan Pavilion was too fierce, and everyone wanted to find a comfortable oil and water errand under the emperor.It's just that wolves have more meat and less meat.

It is all to blame that the common ideal of survival is pinned on a few positions, causing the seemingly peaceful work of literature and painting to become the predator of the weak, and how many murderous intentions are hidden?

He had already accumulated too much disappointment for this elegant errand handed down to his family.No matter how beautiful it looks on the face, how beautiful the people are in front of, how dirty the back is, he is tired of seeing the methods those people use. The people who come to the house and the people in the courtroom are all sanctimonious. At times, the smiles are warm, they are polite to each other, and there are tactics behind them, stabs, bribes... everything.

The failure of the party struggle was not so much the destruction of his life as it was the fulfillment of his exodus.He had long wanted to leave that dirty Longtan Tiger Den.

He only did a few things about robbing houses.Because the heart is not cruel, it does not hurt people's lives, but plundering wealth can also damage virtue.He sometimes wonders, in this world, what else can I do to make a living?Every line has a doorway for every line, and there are unspoken rules for every line.The more I think about it, the darker my heart becomes.Later, he simply gave up thinking, gave up etiquette and shame.

He renounced all the moral shackles that had been placed upon him.

Now, he doesn't know himself anymore, and he doesn't know why he lives, just like a pair of walking dead.

Looking from a distance, there is a person fishing in Qingweishui Stream.

The little thief cheered up and looked carefully: the man was wearing a bamboo hat and could not see his face clearly, but the clothes, fish baskets, etc., could show that this man had extraordinary taste.This man's detached temperament made him refreshed for a moment, and a sharp force penetrated the soul in his bone marrow, as if something in his body was suddenly scattered.

He was a little confused, as if in the disappointed world, he saw a transcendent existence.This person seems to tell him that there is another way of living in this world, and it is not all dirty.The man seemed to point at him and said: You are wrong, your life is wrong.But that man was just fishing there quietly, and he didn't do anything. He didn't know him at all, and he suddenly became angry and annoyed.

At that time, he didn't understand, he just habitually analyzed the person's financial and material resources through clothing and items, and had an answer in his heart, this person's family background was unusual.

The little thief moved to the back of the man quietly, took out the dagger from his waist, and pressed it against the man's neck.

The man was still fishing, as if nothing had happened.The man was motionless, making the little bandit think that he was holding a stone statue against his neck.He began to panic, why is this person standing still?

Out of the corner of the little thief, he caught a glimpse of the paper wrapping the pancake beside the fish basket, which was the spring scene in the rumored "Four Views".Next to the fish basket is a sheet music of "Feng Xuan Xuan Pin", and a qin in the style of Xiangquan. The chestnut-colored lacquer on this qin shows the water breaking, and the word "water cold" is written on it.

His heart was surging, and he quickly judged the identity of this person. This picture can be exchanged for a city. This qin must be the painting of the holy water cold.He thought of several possibilities and ruled them all out one by one. Few people had seen this painting, but he never expected that the original work would be used to make pancakes. The person who owns this qin...

After several thoughts, the only possibility that came to mind made this little thief's hand with the knife tremble.He immediately threw the knife aside, stuck it in the ground, and knelt down to pay his respects.The back of his neck was sweating the size of a bean.

"It seems that there is no hope for this fish today." The man slowly closed the rod and the basket.The whole set of movements is extremely elegant.

"Sir, please accept me as a disciple." said the little thief.He bowed his head deeply, not daring to look at the man he threatened with the knife just now.

"I don't accept apprentices, but there is indeed a shortage of someone who can help me carry a basket and a pole. Are you willing to do this." The man asked, his eyes hidden under the hat, and his voice was very gentle and gentle.

"Yes!" The little bandit presented a volume of "Ming Yi Tu" with both hands.This picture is a lost picture of Xiaoyaomen. The little thief presented it to the man as a gift, but the man just took it to look at it and returned it to the little thief, saying, "Take it, I don't want such a heavy thing. ."

The man put the reel and fishing rod in the hands of the little bandit and said, "Your hands are so cold, it's not good for you to be like this."

The little thief was instantly moved. He took the things, carried the piano, carried the pole, the basket, and the stool, and followed the man back with determination.

"Why do you look like the gang of Wanjuan Pavilion with your habit?" The man walked on the road and said that without looking back at the little bandit's expression.

"To tell the truth, Mr. Yusheng's father used to work in Wanjuan Pavilion, and I also worked in Wanjuan Pavilion for a period of time, and then because of an incident, my home was raided, my parents died, and my wife took the child back to her parents' house. To make a living, I had no choice but to be a bandit, robbing things for a living." The little thief said, "Now that I think about it, both paths are actually wrong."

"Then what's your name?" the man asked.

"Fool Cai Li." The little bandit replied.

"Then you must have recognized me," said the man.

"Cai Li didn't dare to deceive the teacher. When I saw the spring scene picture of "Four Views", I was amazed. Who would use the original picture of this picture to wrap the pancakes? Later, I saw the Shui Hanqin again. After making a judgment, I already know that Mr. Painter is Mr. Painter." Cai Li replied, "The person I admire most in Wansheng's heart is you, Mr. Painter."

Cai Li followed the cooking beard to the front of a small courtyard with a plaque titled "Small World".

"This is the small world that everyone in the world wants to see. Cai Li was fortunate enough to see it in three lifetimes." Cai Lixin said.

The beard was speechless.

At night, the moon is bright.The capital city of The Hague - Longting, the city of Buyang, is brightly lit.Row after row of fairies and fairies-like figures filed out, envoys from various countries presented their salutes in order, dishes like running water passed in and out, and people performing juggling songs and dances waited to be summoned. It was very lively.

In this harmonious splendor, no one noticed that there were a number of Emerald clansmen hovering over Buyang City, who were hard-to-find.

At the banquet, the minister stood respectfully and could see officials of all ranks standing there.Everyone's face is cautious, and every expression is presented after thinking and thinking.

Lying on the wall of Longting Palace and looking at the two people in the hall, they couldn't see the emperor, which aroused the curiosity of the two little boys, but it was the emperor's position.It's hidden behind the door, and it's invisible anyway.

I saw Hua Deng serving the banquet, Qing Qi and seclusion.The hazy grand scene is fascinating.There are also songs, human voices, piano sounds, bells and drums from the world full of fireworks...

These two young people from the Chervish tribe received this surveillance mission for the first time and were watching from the eaves. They had a lot of fresh impressions and inexplicable curiosity about this unknown place in their hearts.I really want to go and play with him.

The two of them saw two little palace maids crying in a corner. There were broken dishes and cups on the ground, and dishes and wine were flowing everywhere.Across the short distance, the two of them wanted to do something to help the two palace maids who were about to be punished, but they felt that there was no way to help them.

Outside the gate of Longting Palace, there are guards standing upright.But there was a little brother who was yawning so sleepily that the man standing opposite him occasionally stabbed him with the hilt of his sword to keep him from falling to sleep.

There are also some folk opera troupes who came in from outside the palace, all lined up in the east side hall according to their shifts, and some props and objects were placed in the courtyard outside the side hall, and some people managed outside the courtyard.

... These are the world of sensuality and color that Quehuashan never had.

Fenghua City Evian Museum, there are many important guests.

There is a person who sells paintings, Zhen Ami, a big businessman in Pingping Kingdom.Quiet calligraphy and painting are recognized as the best, and all countries are rushing to learn, and those who cannot learn are swarmed and looted.In particular, Dashangguo is even more sought after.Seeing this, he transported the calligraphy and paintings of Pingping Kingdom to Dashang Kingdom early, and got a lot of money.

Today, half of Dashang's calligraphy and painting are subdued.This Zhen Ami is even richer.Now that I am over half a hundred years old, I am thinking about how to live forever. I heard that the Evian Museum has such a method, so I came to ask for medicine with a large amount of money.

There is also a sulphur mine master from the country of Pasa, whose name is vermilion lacquer.He took advantage of the sulfur ore resources in the country of Passa and improved the mining method: he invented the technology of liquefying sulfur extraction sulfur ore, and earned countless golden knives from various countries.

Now that he has just passed his [-]th birthday, he brought his family to the Evian Museum to buy Renrui, hoping that the family can be together forever.

Chapter 14 Finished Painting

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