I have a roll of fairy pictures

Chapter 19 The Way of a Painter

Huo Taixian stood in the room, looking at the dog leftover who was sipping in the dark, speechless for a long time.

That night, Huo Taixian stood in the firewood room all night, quietly watching the dog leftover who was spitting and fell asleep drowsily.

When it was dawn, Mrs. Liu appeared in the firewood room. When she saw Huo Taixian, she couldn't help being taken aback: "Taixian, why are you here?"

Huo Taixian smiled wryly: "I have something to discuss with you and father."

Liu looked at Huo Taixian with a tired face and the sleeping dog leftover, with distressed expression on his face, but he didn't say anything, but followed Huo Taixian out of the firewood room.

inside the hut

Huo Taixian looked at Song Wanquan and Liu Shi: "The county office is busy with business, so I will move to live in the county office tomorrow. I eat three meals a day at home, and the accommodation is in the county office, which is convenient for me to handle official business. .”

Song Wan's complexion was ugly, and his eyes were fixed on Huo Taixian. Liu Shi had already told him about the scene in the early morning.

"It's fine to go to the county government office, but you have to bring Sanya with you and ask Sanya to serve you." Song Wanquan's words were beyond doubt:

"You are busy with official duties, and you need someone who serves tea, pours water, and tidies clothes and quilts. That girl has nothing to do, so I might as well serve you. You used to be at home with clothes, hands, meals, and mouths, and there was no one to order me. Don’t worry about you going to the county government to live alone. Although Sanya is young, the children of the poor have long been in charge of the house, and they can do laundry, make quilts, make beds and mend.”

Song Wanquan's words were decisive.

"Okay!" Huo Taixian nodded, he didn't refute, and he had no reason to refute.

If he didn't agree, Song Wanquan would never allow him to live in the yamen alone.

"Gousheng is young now. After three to five years, I will arrange a job for him in the yamen, and he will be able to start a family and start a career." Huo Taixian said with a smile, and the atmosphere in the venue couldn't help but relax for a while.

After breakfast, Huo Taixian dragged the dazed Sanya all the way to the yamen to handle official duties.

"Sanya, can you read?" Huo Taixian asked Sanya, who led her.

"What is literacy?" Sanya's eyes widened, looking at Huo Taixian with distinct black and white eyes.

Huo Taixian understood what she said, and patted Sanya's head: "What about literacy? Literacy is a very sacred thing."

While talking, the county government has arrived.

"Morning sir." Zhangsan, Lisi and Xiaochunzi had been waiting in front of the door, when they saw Huo Taixian, before Xiaochunzi could react, Zhangsan, Lisi and Xiaochunzi had already rushed over.

"Is my place ready?" Huo Taixian asked.

"Last night, a garden was cleaned up overnight, and someone has already been sent to clean it."

Huo Taixian led Sanya to the garden. The garden was behind the county government office. It was a small two-story building. Outside the small building was an open garden where vegetables could be grown.

Huo Taixian led Sanya to settle down in the yamen, then washed the little girl with his own hands, and then ordered Xiaochunzi to hire a tailor who made clothes to order new clothes for him, only to see one with a yellow complexion, The skinny little girl appeared vividly before her eyes.

The little girl is very thin, skinny and skinny.

"Master, who is this?" Xiaochunzi looked at Sanya, who was as thin as a hemp straw, with rough hands and feet, and a yellow complexion, and asked tentatively.

The little girl was a little shy and hid behind Huo Taixian.

"This is my sister. From now on, treat her as you would me, and don't be presumptuous." Huo Taixian knew Xiao Chunzi's character, and sounded the alarm in advance.

"Look at what you said, how dare a slave." Xiao Chunzi smiled obsequiously, and bowed to Sanya: "Slave Xiao Chunzi, I have met Miss."

"Okay, don't scare her." Huo Taixian waved his hand, signaling Xiaochunzi not to make trouble, and then led Sanya to the room where he was working.

He decided to bring Sanya by his side and teach her how to read and write, which can be regarded as cultivating a helper.When he stabilized in the yamen, he would also bring the leftover son over and train him.

When they came to the room where they were doing business, Sanya walked around the room by herself, Xiaochunzi stood by Huo Taixian, and Huo Taixian sat at the table casually flipping through the documents, and then he heard Zhang San say:

"My lord, this batch of documents has been accumulated in the past six months. Our master has no time to deal with it, so we have been piling up here. In the past, we would invite a gentleman to come over to sort out the documents every six months. You came just in time. We don't need to invite Mister."

Huo Taixian glanced at the documents, they were all account transactions and some trivial matters, then put down the documents, and looked at Zhang San and Li Si.

Zhang San and Li Si were considered literate among the guards, so they were sent to help Huo Taixian.

"Go and look up Song Wanquan's information." Huo Taixian said.

"Song Wanquan?" Zhang San and Li Si were taken aback.

"It's my adoptive father." Huo Taixian looked at Zhang San and Li Si: "You should have done your homework long ago, right?"

Zhang San and Li Si smiled awkwardly, took out a file from the bookshelf, and handed it to Huo Taixian. "Master, here are the documents."

Huo Taixian glanced at Song Wanquan's files, and found that the case was unremarkable, just an ordinary patrolling watchman, and he really couldn't find anything that was too brilliant, and it was really hard for him to start.

After a long while, he said: "Baiyundi beat people?"

Then he frowned and looked at Zhang San and Li Si.The two knew each other immediately, and Li Sidao:
"Master, the patrolman at Longmendi is about to retire. That position is lucrative, and there are a large number of merchants and markets on Longmendi. It is a fat job. Why don't you transfer the old man to Longmendi to accept the position of patrolling?"

The patrolling of the Longmen embankment is the number one guarding the embankment, and there are dozens of watchmen and servants under him.

"Can it be adjusted?" Huo Taixian asked in surprise.

"Longmendi Patrol is lucrative, but it's not in the order of entry. It's not an official position. It's just a helper. As long as you say a word, we don't need you to come forward, and our brothers will do it for you." Li Si smiled. road.

"Longmen Dike!" Huo Taixian looked at the file in his hand, a little hesitant: "Longmen Dike involves the water veins of seven counties, this is no small job. He is a big boss, what can he do?"

"Look at what you said, don't you look down on people? You just need to patrol the river embankment and report any omissions immediately. How difficult is it? Besides, are you here? The people below will naturally take care of them, and no one dares to embarrass them." Li Si took the call.

A dignified member of the Huo family in Haojing, the son of the servant of the official department, in charge of the assessment of officials all over the world.

"You don't need the elders to contribute, as long as you get a share of offerings. Naturally, someone else will do the work." Zhang Sandao:

"Leave everything to your subordinates."

"If the county master knows about this, wouldn't it be good?" Huo Taixian asked again.

"Look at what you said, a mere incident that is not good enough to alarm the county magistrate?" Zhang San smiled and said:

"Based on your status, how dare the people below make things difficult for you."

Zhang San Li and four brothers looked at each other and smiled, what a great opportunity to make friends.Even if Huo Taixian is not the direct son of the Huo family, he is still a member of the Huo family, and the resources behind him are so huge that it is unimaginable.

"Now I will trouble you two big brothers to teach me about cultivation." Huo Taixian simply stopped writing.

The affairs of the county government are not in a hurry, but cultivation is the real urgency that kills people.

Li Si hesitated a little when he heard the words, and looked at Huo Taixian with his eyes: "My lord, please forgive the villain for talking too much. It stands to reason that you are a disciple of the Huo family. There should be a secret method of cultivation in the family. It is said that the cultivation method of the county government has serious drawbacks. Why do you have to look far away?"

"The filth of the big family." Huo Taixian shook his head.

Seeing this, Li Si didn't continue to ask, for fear of accidentally hearing some news that shouldn't be heard, but said respectfully:

"The world's painters are divided into eight realms: Art, Deyun, Famous Master, Master, Master, Doctor, Waiting for an Edict, and Mythology."

"Although there are thousands of cultivation methods in this world, the entry scrolls and ink refining formulas are the foundation. Comprehending the entry scrolls can help to comprehend the laws of heaven and earth. After comprehending a little inspiration in the dark, you can awaken the spirit in your body. Pen, the birth of French ink."

"What is a magic brush?" Huo Taixian was puzzled.

"The so-called brush is not a real brush, but a kind of artistic conception and root, which is mysterious and mysterious, and wonderful and wonderful." Li Si answered:
"The brushwork in the realm of art is like the spring breeze. The rhyme is true and sincere. The master's brush is like a dragon and the snake. The master's brush is like a flower. The master's brushwork is spring and autumn. As for the master, the villain does not know."

"Therefore, there is a spring breeze brush in the realm of art and learning.There is a sincere pen in the realm of rhyme.The famous dragon and snake pen.A master craftsman gets a brush.The grand master gets the Spring and Autumn Brush, and as for the master, the villain doesn't know. "

"What is the realm of art and learning? How to cultivate the realm of art and learning?" Huo Taixian said.

"In the realm of art learning, learning skills, seeing countless famous paintings, suddenly having an epiphany, borrowing a brush from the spring breeze. The three treasures of spirit, energy and spirit have transformed into an incredible shape. When painting, the brush is like the spring breeze revives all things, with incredible power. Gong is the so-called: spring breeze brush. When the spring breeze brush is completed, a wisp of Dharma ink is born in the body at the same time."

Huo Taixian was thoughtful when he heard the words:
"Then what is Famo?"

"It can be understood as incredible power, or it can be understood as divine power, the power to urge animation scrolls." Zhang Sandao:

"Awaken the magic brush, and the ink and ink will grow on their own."

"It is impossible to imprint the laws of heaven and earth with ordinary brush and ink. Only by using the god-given magic brush and carrying the rhythm with Dharma ink can the laws of heaven and earth be depicted. Making the scroll Has incredible power.”

Huo Taixian was thoughtful, feeling the mighty divine power in his body, wondering if this was what the two of them called 'Fa Mo'.

"How to repair the magic brush?" Huo Taixian asked the most critical point.

"If you want to become a painter, you have to keep doing paintings. To describe the world, mountains and rivers, to describe the vegetation, mountains and rivers. If you can get its aura, the energy and spirit in your body will be perfect, and you will be able to awaken the magic brush and give birth to dharma ink."

"Painting! Keep painting! Suddenly, when you have an epiphany, you can awaken the magic brush."

"It's that simple?" Huo Taixian was taken aback.

"Simple?" Li Si chuckled, "Does your lord know how many years it took my two brothers to cultivate the Spring Breeze Brush?"

"How many years?" Huo Taixian asked in surprise.

"15 years." Zhang San answered.

"15 years? Did you learn the Spring Breeze Brush?" Huo Taixian couldn't believe it.

"Of course, everyone is different. We have used it for 15 years, maybe you can finish it in a year and a half." Zhang San smiled and complimented, but the smirk on his face made people think it was fake .

Huo Taixian was noncommittal:
"Then how is the cultivation method of the government office different from that of the aristocratic family and the academy?"

Huo Taixian asked the key point again.

"The difference is huge." Li Si said with a wry smile:
"My lord asked a good question. The process of cultivation is the same, but the road is different. One is the method of the rich and powerful, and the other is the method of the poor."

"Although the path of cultivation is the same, the subtleties are different." Li Si looked at Huo Taixian:

"Aristocratic families and academies have entry scrolls to directly comprehend, but we have to personally comprehend the changes in the laws of heaven and earth."

"If I want to paint, I must go all out and concentrate all my energy. The process of painting is a process of consuming energy and energy. If you make too many scrolls, you will not be able to enter the Tao for a long time, and you will not be able to get the aura of the scrolls to feed back. It is bound to be exhausting and depleting the innate energy. The children of the aristocratic family use geniuses and treasures to make pens, inks, paper and inkstones to replace the energy consumed in the process of painting, which can preserve the innate energy in the body."

"Second, it is the mother copy of the picture scroll."

"The disciples of the college and the disciples of the aristocratic family all directly comprehend and describe the mother's comprehension to comprehend the artistic conception and awaken the magic pen. The mother's mother is the direct embodiment of the laws of heaven and earth and the rhyme of Taoism, and it is the proud work of painting Taoism. Go directly to comprehend the rhyme of Taoism, but we have to comprehend the abstract laws of the world and everything on our own, and exhaust our energy and spirit to practice the pen, isn't this the biggest gap?" Zhang San muttered.

"It's just the difference between having money and not having money." Huo Taixian was thoughtful.

The mother book of the picture scroll contains specific laws of heaven and earth and artistic conception, as long as the disciples of the younger generations understand the mood of the predecessors when they painted.Ordinary people have to interpret the true meaning of everything in the world by themselves, and the gap can be imagined.

(End of this chapter)