Royal Master Painter

Chapter 64 Diao Kuiguang

After another two days, the paintings on the screen wall have begun to take shape. A truly skilled shadow mural artist will try to paint the screen wall once by himself, so as to ensure the coherence and smoothness of the screen mural painting.

Because of lack of spiritual power and energy, Jiang Greed could only divide it into several parts to complete. Before each painting, he would meditate in front of the screen wall to ensure that his mind could fit into the painting he had made before.

In two more days, the shadow mural should be completed, and it has already reached the quality of a high-quality product. The shadow mural painting method is becoming more and more proficient, and even the spiritual power has made great progress after several times of consumption and replenishment.

"what are you doing!"

Just as Jiang Li was about to write, a thunderous roar startled Jiang Li, and the pen that was saturated with ink flickered, and a thick ink drop landed on the screen wall.

A few days of hard work were in vain, all the hard work was wasted, and because of this sudden sound, Jiang Greed was naturally angry.

Looking back, it was an old man with a mustache who was yelling.

"Painters need to be quiet when painting, especially shadow murals, don't you know?"

Even though Jiang Tan had a good temper, he couldn't help but want to get angry.

"Do you know what kind of screen wall Tai Shiling wants? At least it must be of the highest quality. At such a young age, you simply don't know the heights of heaven and earth."

After reprimanding Jiang Greed, the man lost his temper at the housekeeper of Zi Ze Yuan again.

"Who is Steward Song? Didn't I tell you to hand over this screen wall to me? Prefect Zhao Guizhen invited me to Piyong City. I came here without stopping as soon as I returned to Qingdu, but what is this?"

"Master Diao calm down, this is brought by the shopkeeper Fu Yueming."

"Fu Yueming? A shabby household is only worthy of knowing these poor painters. Now I will tear down this screen wall and rebuild it immediately. Although time is tight, I can only do my best."

Everyone would be jealous of such a large amount of money, and naturally they would not give it up to others, especially if this person was still under 20 years old.

"Tear down my screen wall? What are you?"

"This is Diao Kuiguang, a well-known professional shadow mural painter in Qingdu," said Song Yingzhong, the housekeeper of Zi Ze Yuan.

After hearing Song Yingzhong's introduction, Diao Kuiguang raised his head even more proudly. A painter is the most honorable status in Xuanguo, especially a mural painter, who is always a guest no matter where he goes.

"Shadow mural painting is the most difficult part of the Danqing method. What kind of shadow wall painting can you, a brat, do you know what the consequences will be if you come to Taishi Ling's mansion to cheat paint?"

There were many poor literati in the Qing Dynasty who painted for others for free in order to practice their pens, and the paintings they produced were often unsatisfactory. Diao Kuiguang obviously classified Jiang Li into this category of people.

Even if he realized that Diao Kuiguang had a cultivation level at the peak of the Spiritual Realm, Jiang Greed was not prepared to compromise.

"Is it something to be proud of being able to draw a high-quality screen wall? Can your level be worthy of your age? Find a dog who only learns one thing in his life and he can become a master, but some painters will die from the age of 30 to when they close their eyes. A painting. Then he cheated in various cities in Yunzhou, claiming to be famous in Yunzhou, but he was taken as an old liar behind his back!"

When it comes to cursing, Jiang Greed is conceited that he is invincible in the world.

Diao Kui's face turned red, every word seemed to poke his heart, which made him ashamed.

"Yellow mouth kid, you insult me ​​too much!"

"A man with a handsome head, an old thief with a gray beard, he has lived a long life in vain, how dare he bark and bark in front of me?"

Seeing that Diao Kuiguang was about to make a move, Song Yingzhong put her hand on his shoulder, and the spiritual power of the original riot was instantly quelled.

"It's easy to say something, Tai Shiling has an order, and Zi Zeyuan doesn't allow anyone to do anything."

"Okay, okay, let me see what kind of excellent screen wall you can draw at such a young age. If you delay Tai Shiling's major event, let alone 2 taels of pen fee, even if it is a small life, you will have to explain it here."

"If I can draw it, what about you?" Jiang Greed asked.

Diao Kui just took a look at the screen wall, which was half painted, and it looked pretty good, but the embankment of a thousand miles was destroyed by an ant nest, and a bean-sized ink drop was dripped on the most conspicuous place. No matter how it was changed, the screen wall was ruined up.

"If you can paint a good screen wall, I will pay you 2 taels, and no matter where I meet you in the future, I will give you one every time I see you. If you can't finish it, then you have to pay me the 2 taels in turn." Two's touch-up fee"

"Boss Song, come and be a witness for us"

"it is good"

Everything had to start over again, and Jiang Li's mind was completely immersed in this painting. Perhaps Jiang Li's state was better after being shocked by Diao Kui's light.

The spirit of the painting and the master of the painting are connected in mind. At this moment, Jiang Li only has this painting in his eyes, forgetting the outside world, as if he is in the world of the screen wall.

Stepping on the water, every time the paintbrush in the hand falls, the world will have a touch of color.

At this moment, the spring and Jingming are calm, the sky is bright and blue, the sand gulls are flying, and the scales are swimming, and the shore is green and green.And maybe the long smoke is gone, the bright moon is thousands of miles away, the floating light jumps into the gold, the quiet shadow sinks into the jade.

Blossoming lotus flowers are swaying in the wind, with various styles and poses.

Jiang Li, who is in good condition, can't even feel the passage of time, painting from sunrise to dusk.

The most shocking thing is Song Yingzhong. He has only seen one person at this age who can have such painting skills and such attainments in painting!

Song Yingzhong, as the steward of Taishi Ling, has impressive strength, otherwise, it would be impossible to easily suppress Diao Kuiguang. Now, of course, he can see that Jiang Li is in a state similar to an epiphany.

"What a talent!" Song Yingzhong exclaimed.

First of all, the painter needs to be absolutely quiet to paint, and secondly, he also has high requirements for light. Without any hesitation, Song Yingzhong directly asked the servants in Zi Ze Garden to fetch a few fist-sized night pearls.

These luminous pearls are treasures bestowed by the Xuanguo Palace, and they are as dazzling as the sun every night.

A few servants stood around the screen wall holding Ye Mingzhu in their hands. Although Jiang Li's spiritual power was about to dry up, he began to write faster and faster.

Jiang Li indulged in it, and experienced the sunrise and sunset in the world in the painting, and finally completed the last stroke.

Song Ying felt a little regretful, this shadow mural was in perfect condition, but unfortunately it was finally destroyed by the blob of ink.

Diao Kuiguang also survived in fear, but the dripping ink has saved his career, otherwise, if word spread that he lost to a 20-year-old young man and kowtowed, how could he have the face to hang around in Qingdu? .

The screen wall that originally took two days to complete now only took one day. Jiang Li had already perfected the screen wall world, but the drop of ink in front of him was so glaring, it was as disgusting as a mung bean fly on a plate of exquisite snacks.

"Although winning is a bit ugly, but in the end we won"

Diao Kuiguang breathed a sigh of relief, he no longer had the arrogance he had just now, and he didn't dare to regard Jiang Li as a poor painter and junior who could still be taught by him.

(End of this chapter)