Royal Master Painter

Chapter 248
Of course, he felt a little bit reluctant when he left. The past few years in Qingdu were the most unrestrained and comfortable time for him. Although it was absurd, the open and inclusive atmosphere exuded the poison of freedom everywhere, making it hard to let go.

Jiang Greed rode a little donkey, Su Kou and Yaya sat on the back of the fat tiger, looking at Qingdu, which was sheltered by the two mountains of Lingyue, the fairy capital, gradually drifting away, and finally disappeared from sight.

"Will we be back again?" Su Kou asked.

"Of course, I'm a scholar. Where else can a scholar go if he doesn't return to Qingdu?"

When passing through Jianmen, those Jianmen guards saw that Jiang Li was very enthusiastic. Jiang Li was the only sacrificial student who would travel outside every now and then, and he was the only scribe who won the first place in the Eight Houses in the past 800 years.

"Brother Jiang? Are you going out again?"

"How long will it take this time?" Jianmen guard greeted and smiled.

"I don't know this time, it's a year or so at least, and I don't know if it's more." Jiang Tan sighed.

"It's okay, it's okay, you are a scribe, you will come back after all, next time you come back, you must have a drink or two with me"

"I'm afraid you won't be able to keep up with me with your drinking capacity," Jiang Greed laughed.

"I know No.1 in Eight Houses, this is enough for me to brag about half my life"

"Then when I come back next time, if I give you another painting, won't you go to heaven?"

"Brother Jiang, I have to take it seriously."

When leaving, Jiang Li also saw Meng Dongjiao, dressed like an old farmer, with a bamboo hat on his back. Unlike those scribes who put on makeup, Meng Dongjiao's skin was dark and rough.

This Meng Dongjiao's strength is unfathomable. Even though he is now at the peak of the Xuanling Realm, he is still far inferior to Meng Dongjiao.

If it wasn't for the Ehu Society, he wouldn't even know that Meng Dongjiao was one of the most mysterious members of the knife and pen officials in Qingdu.

Without informing anyone, Jiang Li was about to leave Qingdu alone, but when he passed Lixia Pavilion, he smelled the aroma of wine.

I couldn't help but rode an old donkey into the Lixia Pavilion, where Fu Changlin, Shui Wuxin, Zhao Suixian, Chen Mo, Lu Jing, Zhou Xiaoshi and others were all there.

"I knew that as long as there was a smell of alcohol, he could smell it and follow him," Lu Jing laughed.

"Brother Lu understands me"

Among these people, Lu Jing's talent may not be the best, but his vision and choices are definitely the smartest. Since Lin Ancheng gave the pen, the two have always maintained a good relationship, even when the meridians were broken.

"When I was in Xihe, this guy received a hundred lashes on the first day, just to break the Confucian mansion's thousand precepts and get drunk." Fu Changlin also thought this was a wonderful person.

"You are..."

"Of course you are here to do it for you"

Zhou Xiaoshi's attire today is not as coquettish as usual, but rather conservative. The places that should be exposed are all covered by clothes, but he still can't stop his demon-like temperament and charm.

"If you want to leave, you don't even have to say anything, it's too boring." Shui Wuxin smiled and said, "After all, we have fought side by side in Goose Lake."

"The main reason is that I am afraid of trouble. Since everyone is here, I will offer a cup of flowers to all of you."

"please"

Even after winning the title of No. [-] in the Eight Houses, Jiang Li was not arrogant at all, because he knew very well that his advantage lay in the painting skills he had learned before crossing, and the poems he had recited all over his head.

In terms of cultivation talent, he might not be better than these people in front of him.

Several people exchanged glasses at the Lixia Pavilion. After drinking for three rounds, Jiang Li was about to continue his journey, and Shui Wuxin took out a jade box from his bosom.

"What is this?" Jiang Greed asked.

"You won the first place in the Eight Houses in Xihe, Mr. Wei knew that your pen was destroyed in that battle, how can a painter do without a smooth brush, so Mr. Wei selected a brush for you from the pen retreat pavilion. Branch, ask me to bring it to you"

"Retire the pen?"

Jiang Li was a little surprised. The Bi Tui Pavilion is a place where the portraits of the sages of the Wenfu and the old pens used by Cheng Fang were enshrined.

"I was the leader when I took the literary examination, and I wanted an old pen. Mr. Wei said that I was not qualified enough." Zhao Suixian had a bit of jealousy in his eyes.

"There is an old rabbit on the rock in the north of the river, eating bamboo and drinking springs to produce purple hair. Pick a hair from thousands of hairs, and the hair is purple and the price is like gold. The pipe goes into the golden gate, and the hair is standing on the white jade. This old pen is called bamboo. The suburbs were made by Zhuge Shang, a pen master in the Mofu, "

After Jiang Li opened the jade box, the green bamboo pen was straight, the lavender brush was plump and round, and two seal characters Zhujiao were engraved on the top.

This brush starts with a warm and moderate weight, injecting spiritual power into it. Previous brushes would consume the painter's spiritual power, and only eight percent of the strength could be delivered, but his spiritual power was actually enhanced a lot through this brush.

"good pen"

"Of course, every pen that comes out of the pen represents a legend of the Wenfu. It is the rule of the Wenfu that no old pen should be made without great merit."

Not only Zhao Suixian, but almost everyone cast envious and jealous eyes.

"To send you a thousand miles, you have to say goodbye. After drinking the wine and giving away the pen, there is always a way to go"

Jiang Li and Su Kou got up to bid farewell to these people.

"The first time the two of us met was at this Lixia Pavilion, one of the eight scenic spots in Qingdu, where we bid farewell. It is an elegant event for us to meet and part here again."

Zhao Suixian thought of Jiang Greed's orders, and it can be said that everything was verifying Yuan Wushe's correctness. Similarly, he also thought of Yuan Wushe's orders for himself.

"The appearance of pines and cypresses is still luxuriant after frost; the quality of willows is like that in autumn. It is called Suixian, and I have no destiny for it in this life."

Zhao Suixian thought about the meaning of this sentence, and he should be saying that it is impossible for him to be as idle as a scholar in Qingdu.

In the second half of the order given by Yuan Wushe, it is said that when a gentleman is fighting, he should fight when he is free.One day, the same wind blows up and goes straight up to [-] miles.

This sentence should be about timing, Zhao Suixian felt faintly in his heart that his wind might be coming soon after Jiang Greed Ru Daxuan City.

"Go explore the road first, maybe we will meet again in Daxuan City soon," Zhao Suixian said.

"Okay, then see you in Daxuan City!"

After bidding farewell, Su Kou and Yaya embarked on the road to Daxuan City. Besides Lixiating and other students, there was a sheep cart parked on the mountain not far away.

Lu Daoxuan sat on the sheep cart, and Wei Changli stood by his side.

"Brother, you have taken in a good apprentice, not only can he inherit your mantle, but he is also expected to take up the literary mansion"

"Wei Changli, don't pay attention to my apprentice. This kid is born to like freedom just like you. Let him do what he likes. There is no need to restrain him. Of course, if he is willing to accept your mess, I have no objection." "Lu Daoxuan remained sober for a rare moment today.

"Wen Mansion, one of the eight majestic mansions, a holy place for literati in the world, has become a mess in your mouth." Wei Changli was a little dissatisfied with his brother's evaluation.

"Did you know that last time you lost the bet on Zhao Wuxie, Wenfu lost the only chance to turn defeat into victory, and also lost Yunxinan.

But we can’t give up that seat, I’ve observed Zhao Suixian for a while, so I can take a gamble.”

"Yuan Wushe once said that the rise and fall of the Wenfu depends on the three people in Lixiating, if you want to gamble, you should bet on the big ones.

This time Jiang Greed will go to Daxuan City, there will be many dangers, even his life is in danger, I bet he can win in Daxuan City"

"I also bet that he can win, because we can't afford to lose," Lu Daoxuan said.

They are the most senior and most authoritative people in Wenfu, and they have decided the future of Wenfu in a few words, but good or bad is unpredictable.

"Senior brother, did you and Lei Hongyi really have a romantic past?" After talking about the serious matter, the eyes of the white-haired Wei Changli were blazing with gossip.

This kind of question is difficult to answer, after all, there are too many romantic histories when he was young, but he also learned something from Jiang Li, for example, everything in the world can be answered with three sentences, one of which is:
"none of your business"

Wei Changli, who was making fun of himself, touched his nose.

"The last thing, you and Lei Hongyi should live in No. 11, Jiazi, Mahuang Lane. Firstly, it will be convenient for Lei Hongyi to take care of, and secondly, it will be able to suppress those restless elements in Mahuang Lane."

(End of this chapter)