Uncrowned Evil Emperor

Feng Jueyu's voice was not loud, but it was loud, and everyone could hear it very clearly. Once they heard this sentence, everyone was stunned, but most of them didn't understand what Feng Jueyu meant.

Feng Jueyu continued: "The poetry fair is only held in spring, and it is held with talented scholars and literati. The traders come here just to take this opportunity to earn some living money. For them, a sincere smile means that they have obtained a satisfactory harvest. It will be sent out, everyone, look at the merchants along the lake, who is not sweating profusely and has a dry mouth, they are earning a meager amount of money by virtue of their skills to feed themselves."

"Those who have harvested a lot, naturally smile to be happy, but what are they doing? Are they counting today's harvest, or are they enjoying the beautiful scenery in Xilin?"

After Feng Jueyu finished speaking, he stopped talking and let everyone observe carefully.

In fact, when it comes to painting, Feng Jueyu can't be called a master at all except for a few sketches, not even a painter.However, as a killer, or the king of killers, his ability to observe the subtleties has already reached the pinnacle, and even any slight inappropriateness can be easily discovered by him.

Painting, painting with heart, using the heart, observing the nature of the world, no matter how clever the brush is, the painting is nondescript, no matter how good the painting is, it is inferior, or even inferior.

Obviously, Ma Yuanru's paintings have this problem.

The paintings he draws are too one-sided, just blindly expressing the pleasure in his heart. He was a high school in the imperial examination and had a great reputation. When he came to the imperial capital, he would face countless praises and appreciations. Happy.

However, he overlooked one point. Viewing the scenery in Xilin is originally an act of the rich. When the poor people have the heart to swim in the lake and view the scenery, it is already a great thing not to starve to death.

"Have you seen it? Some of them are indeed laughing and very happy, but because of today's harvest, they can have a full meal in the evening, and tomorrow they can let their children go to school to learn how to read, that's all... "

"But another part of them is worrying, because their harvest today is not enough to feed the whole family. Who can laugh?"

One word awakened the dreamer, and everyone looked at the reality and combined with the middle scene of the painting, nodding one after another. Only then did they feel that Feng Jueyu had some reason for saying that the painting was worthless.

Without giving everyone a chance to refute, Feng Jueyu pointed to several places, or all of them in the painting. Those were talented scholars who came here, and everyone had smiles on their faces.

He said: "Do you think these places are reasonable? Tiannan Empire, the imperial examination held every three years, how many champions, how many second places, and how many candidates are there, each one of them. The people above the people, but how many talented people participate in the imperial examination, how many are really capable, and they can all become the number one scholar, the second place, and the third flower?"

"It's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous." Feng Jueyu said with a cold smile: "Those who are really talented don't need to worry about their ranking in this exam, because they have the talent, no matter where they are or what position they are in, they can show their talents. Ambitious and ambitious, but you can laugh it out. But such people are very few."

"Look again." He pointed to the back: "How many people in the crowd are serious and sad, aren't they afraid that they won't be able to get rewards after ten years of hard work? And those who stand next to the dignitaries, the smiles on their faces are real. Are you flattering? For the sake of your career and future, you don’t hesitate to ignore your integrity to flatter and flatter horses. Although those smiles are not shameful, they are definitely not sincere."

"There are also them." Feng Jueyu pointed to the other side again, several talented scholars praised each other, smiling, he snorted: "These people, they are all from the same way, their talents are mediocre, but they are jealous, seemingly humble, But with a villainous face, how can such a smile be worth a genuine smile."

"Painting is an elegant person. If the quality of painting is not the brush and ink, but the heart of the painting, Ma Yuan's works focus on too much brush and ink, ignoring the highest state of painting art, and can't draw people's hearts and reality. , isn’t it low-grade, in my opinion, this painting is not even inferior to low-grade, low-grade, it is simply inferior.”

Feng Jueyu patted the drawing paper, concluded, then stood aside without saying a word.

At this moment, the people in the small pavilion in the middle of the lake were sweating profusely, watching the painting carefully and watching the crowd, there was almost no similarity.

Draw a heart?

Yes, the highest state of painting is not brush and ink, it should be painting the heart, painting the heart, and painting nature is the highest state.

Ma Yuanru's paintings are too ideal, divorced from reality, and they don't make sense at all.

This kind of painting is not worth a thousand dollars, it is not as good as dung...

Shangguan Ruomeng looked at Feng Jueyu in astonishment. To be honest, she had never discovered all the loopholes he pointed out, and she never paid attention to them. She never thought of this level from the bottom of her heart.

She is a lady from a noble family, and she has no way to understand the hardworking people in the world. Even if she is kind, she has never experienced the life of the poor, so she will naturally not understand this.

From this point of view, this painting is indeed a big failure.

What surprised him was that Feng Jueyu, whom she had always looked down upon, pointed out such delicate details, and what he said was logical and reasonable, as if he had seen all kinds of beings in the world and had a deep understanding. The words are pearls and the language is amazing.

How is this possible?How did he look so carefully?

Without life experience, these subtleties will never be discovered.

Is this... the Feng Jueyu I know?Is it still the cowardly and playful Feng Jueyu who only knows how to flatter and flatter horses?

Shangguan Ruomeng was stunned, she never thought that Feng Jueyu would have such a delicate side, even what he said just now was extremely angry and cynical.

He is different.

It was only then that Shangguan Ruomeng realized that Feng Jueyu in front of him had undergone earth-shattering changes...

Ma Yuanru and the others were dumbfounded. He had to say that what Feng Jueyu pointed out had huge flaws, even fundamental mistakes. The most terrifying thing was that he never cared about these mistakes. The Tiannan Empire in his dream, a rich and prosperous empire.

However, when Feng Jueyu pointed it out, Ma Yuanru realized that pretentious painting skills are not as good as a piece of shit...

"Impossible, I..."

When Xu Zixiong and the others saw Ma Yuanru's blushing and thick neck, they immediately closed their eyes. Indeed, they couldn't find these mistakes, but who could notice these things, why should they pay attention?

Draw a heart!

The highest state of painting art was so easily and simply said out of this trash's mouth. When did he have such amazing insight?

Seeing that everyone was silent, Feng Jueyu coquettishly opened the folding fan and shook it gently: "Why? Do you still think this painting is rare in the world?"

Everyone looked at him...

Feng Jueyu sneered coldly: "Don't deceive yourself, just by your paintings, you can see your heart, you are so idealistic that you have forgotten the foundation of the country, the imperial examination high school selects those who can contribute to the country, Talents who devote themselves to death and die will only worry about the world's worries and enjoy the world's joys before they can make the country strong. But you, to put it bluntly, are short-sighted and useless. If people like you are appointed to important positions, It is not easy for the people to live in poverty, and after a long time, the country may perish..."

wow...

The more you say this, the more serious it becomes, but the crowd can't refute it without a single word. That's right, if the country's officials are like Ma Yuanru, they can't plead for the people because they can't see the various states of life. strengthen the country.

The sentence that worries about the world's worries first, and enjoys the world's joys later, is immediately thought-provoking and has become a golden sentence that everyone remembers emphatically in their hearts.

A well-dressed old man next to him nodded repeatedly after hearing this, and when everyone was silent, he suddenly said: "Young master is a great talent, I admire you."

Feng Jueyu glanced at the old man, and said to him: "I am not a great talent, and I don't know much about painting, and I don't know how to do it. I'm just telling the truth. If everyone present still thinks this painting is the best I have nothing to say about the top choice, so I just pretend that my son farted here today."

Killer Fengda, a typical angry youth, finally vented his anger. In fact, Ma Yuanru's humiliation to him was nothing.

Of course, if you flirt with and pursue my wife in public, it’s okay to pretend that I don’t exist. If I don’t beat you to death, I won’t be the evil emperor.play with brother?It's not far off.

Feng Jueyu vented, and his anger dissipated. He folded his fan and resumed his hippie smile again, and said to Shangguan Ruomeng: "Sister Ruomeng, let's go, it's time to eat. Hehe."

Shangguan Ruomeng was quite taken aback this time, but after hearing Feng Jueyu's endless beating of Ma Yuanru, he couldn't calm down anymore, staring at Feng Jueyu in a daze, he seemed to feel that he had suddenly grown a bit taller , just like a strange man.

Xing'er looked at Feng Jueyu in astonishment, then suddenly slapped her chin after a long time, and praised: "Guye, what you said is really good."

Feng Jueyu chuckled and said, "That is, who are we?"

"Cut, my uncle is not humble at all." Xing'er glanced at her mouth, but she was very happy in her heart, this young lady finally gave Shangguan a good face.

Shangguan Ruomeng smiled, and the eyes he looked at Feng Jueyu changed again. He was no longer disappointed or lost, but filled with all kinds of inexplicable expectations.

Grandpa was right, something happened to him, it should be a good thing now, but why did he change so much?

Shangguan Ruomeng doesn't understand, but it's not important, the important thing is that this change is actually gratifying.

Smiling, Shangguan Ruomeng said: "Okay, let's go eat."

Xing'er jumped and said, "Okay, let's go eat, I'm hungry too."

"Just know how to eat!" Feng Jueyu teased.

Xing'er pinched her waist and said angrily: "Hey, Young Master, you were the one who brought it up first."

"Really?" Feng Jueyu pretended not to know, and the two girls laughed and bent over, and returned to the bank. The people on the pavilion automatically made way for him, but Feng Jueyu took two steps and suddenly turned back. Turning around, he said to the sluggish Ma Yuanru: "Oh, brother Ma, remember to drink some water when eating paintings, don't choke, and leave."

After all, Killer Fengda walked away...

Note to readers:

ps: After a whole night, the fourth chapter is not bad, it is really promising.In addition, students who read the book feel that they can pursue it and collect the book, thank you.