Royal Master Painter

Chapter 120 Inscription Spirit Method

Zhou Mengde looked directly into Jiang Li's eyes, and every word was sonorous and forceful.

"First, you are a painter, not a student of my Fuyuan;

Second, you can listen in, but the students in the foreign housing do not have the right to ask questions. You can learn what I say;
Third, Fu Sheng should be admired in front of the Zongjing stone tablet, but you have no awe of Fu Yuan.

To sum up these three points, I hope you will not come again in the future! "

"Forgive me Mr. Zhou, I didn't do this deliberately, it's just caused by my sloppy nature, even in Danqingyuan, I dare not desecrate Fuyuan's "Zongjing" in the slightest.

Furthermore, forgive me for my arrogance, the rhetoric recorded in the "Zong Jing" is useless to me."

After Zhou Mengde finished listening, there was a smile on his rigid face.

"There are quite a few crazy students among the literati in Qingdu, but this is the first time I have seen someone so arrogant that he said that the "Zong Jing" is useless. Since you say it is useless, then I will test you on the spot."

"Sir please ask questions"

Jiang Greed stood with his hands in a respectful manner. If he wanted to learn the spirit empowerment and Mingling, he had to get Zhou Mengde's approval.

"Compose a poem about the state you were listening to in Fu Yuan just now"

It all relied on the poems and articles that the teacher asked to recite when he was in school. Zhou Meng's questions really couldn't help him.

"I am a man of mountains and rivers in the Qing Dynasty, and the heavenly teaching is lazy and insane.

Once awarded Yuzhifeng coupons, tired to stay in the cloud to borrow the moon seal.

Thousands of poems, thousands of wines.Almost once looked at King Hou.

The Jade Tower and the Golden Tower return lazily, and the plum blossoms are inserted to intoxicate the setting sun"

Originally, Zhou Mengde looked down on such crazy students, but after finishing this poem, Zhou Mengde stayed where he was.

He has also seen some amazing and brilliant poems written by geniuses, but none of them can compare with this Prime Minister.

I wandered among the mountains and rivers of Qingdu, born lazy and mad.The Emperor of Heaven once granted me the right to manage the situation, and I have submitted memorials to keep the colorful clouds and borrow the moon many times.

You can write thousands of poems, drink a thousand cups of wine, and never look directly at the rich and powerful.Even if I am a fairy in the Heavenly Palace, I don't bother to go there, I just want to lie quietly under the setting sun with plum blossoms on my head.

The poem is bold and open, but also reveals a strong sense of suave and uninhibitedness. Zhou Mengde is infected by the fairy-like indifference and freedom-loving temperament.

Using a poem to reveal his temperament, there have been many romantic and famous people in the Wenfu, and this poem alone is enough to compare with these people.

"The elk's nature is self-leisure, but I misunderstood just now."

Zhou Mengde's tone also softened a lot. From this poem, he knew that Jiang Li was a talented person. The "Zong Jing" stone tablet was very important to the next candidate, but it was indeed like a chicken rib to him.

"Mr. Zhou, I want to ask you about the method of Ming Ling." Jiang Li hurriedly stated his purpose.

"Ming Lingfa is a secret transmission of Wenfu. You are a student from the outer house. According to the rules, it cannot be passed on to you. You are only a student from the outer house in Danqingyuan, but if you can come to my Fuyuan, I can find a way to make you an inner house." Sheng, Ming Lingfa can naturally teach you!"

Zhou Mengde also developed a love for talents. He even forgot how many years he hadn't seen such a talented endowment, and he actually became a painter?Isn't this violent?
"The Wenfu exam, my sea of ​​anger was broken..."

Before the words fell, Zhou Mengde grabbed Jiang Li's wrist with his hand, and then repeatedly said it's a pity!
"Although your sea of ​​energy has a very low upper limit in practice, what you need to write a Fu is not your sea of ​​energy, but your literary talents. If you concentrate on learning Fu, you can also achieve some achievements."

"Sir, my hobby of painting does not conflict with my proficiency in fu"

"Do you want to study both painting and prose? Human energy is limited, and it is almost impossible to make achievements in painting and prose at the same time. You'd better think about it," Zhou Mengde persuaded.

"Mr. Zhou doesn't need to persuade you anymore, I've made up my mind"

"In this case…."

Zhou Mengde thought for a moment and said.

"Well, if you help me write an inscription, I can consider teaching you the inscription method and the inscription method."

"Mr. Zhou please speak"

"Among the eight prefectures, each prefecture is somewhat opposed to each other, but only our Wen prefecture has a very good relationship with all prefectures, except of course the Confucian scholars in Xihe.

The reason for this is not only that the Wenfu is indisputable, but more importantly, our Wenfu has a lot of exchanges with other prefectures.

It is called fu without singing, and it is called speech while singing.People in Yuefu often ask Fu Sheng to give speeches for their music.

The Buddha statues in Sumeru Mansion are almost all made by the painters or teachers of Danqing Garden, this time, after the craftsmen of Mo Mansion made a utensil, they wanted me to make an inscription blessing."

"Mr. Zhou, may I ask what it is?" Jiang Greed asked.

Zhou Mengde took out a painting from his sleeve, and when he opened it, the painting spirit appeared, and it turned out to be a big seal!
This seal is three feet square, and the overall shape is square.

And it's still the mother-child seal, the mother's seal button is a crouching dragon, and the child's seal button is a coiled snake!
The shape of this square seal is extremely delicate, the four sides are flat and there is no trace of knife carving at all, and the exquisiteness of the dragon and snake is lifelike.

"A great seal," Jiang Greed praised.

"Of course, this is the work of the master craftsman of the Mo Mansion. It is called the Dragon Snake Seal of Son and Mother. It is made of black jade and has been polished through 170 nine processes. It is all secrets of the Mo Mansion.

Good appearance is rare in the world, once it is used, it is afraid that it will have the power to fill mountains and fill seas.It is precisely because of this that I find it difficult to write after thinking about it," Zhou Mengde said.

The craftsmen of the Mo Mansion can also imbue the things they have created, but they can already feel the extraordinaryness of this mother-child seal just by painting the spirit.

"Students want to try"

There is a deep connection between the painter and the craftsman. Jiang Li made drawings for the stonemason Lu Yangzi in Lin'an City before, and now he will not be perfunctory in making inscriptions for public or private purposes.

"Okay, I'll give you three days. After you finish writing, let me have a look at it first. If you can get my approval, I will teach you the two methods of inscription and incantation."

"It won't take three days, please wait for me, sir"

There are very few inscriptions about seals, and even fewer articles that can be used for reference when creating inscriptions, and there is no record in the "Zong Jing".

Therefore, in many cases, endowment relies only on one's own talent and beauty.

Zhou Mengde also didn't believe that he could write an article in a short period of time. He has been teaching in the Wenfu for so many years, and he has seen countless heaven's favored children, and those who have the talent to rely on horses are only rare.

Jiang Li searched his mind and searched his mind, but he didn't expect that it really reminded him of an article.

"Mr. Zhou, we have it!"

"Tao grinds and carves knives, and the rainbow shines through the sun. Seals are not as bright as lacquer. Grinding the obstinate hands of gods and ghosts, thousands of carvings are made into tools. Skillful craftsmen carve writing on the temples, and collections of thousands of volumes are the same. Snake Dragon, the new poem is engraved into the thunder wind. I am poor and have no words to praise this seal, and see you fall into the sea and cover the moon."

At this moment, Zhou Mengde didn't know how to describe Jiang Greed. Both the intention and the description of Yin fit very well.

"What an inscription of praise, it seems that I can't give these two methods even if I don't want to."

Zhou Mengde, who has always been rigid, had a rare smile on his face

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