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There is nothing in the hand, but there are poems and books in the belly.

Tang Zhong was really troubled by this question.

After pondering for a while, Tang Zhong made up his mind, and said with a smile: "Since Cousin Rulong gave Grandpa a painting, then I will give Grandpa a calligraphy. I know Grandpa likes to write, so I am playing tricks on him." , Grandpa, please give me some pointers."

"Oh. How do you know that I like writing?" Jiang Fangkong said with a smile. "Keren Keqing told you?"

Tang Zhong did not answer Jiang Fangkong's question directly, but said to himself: "I saw a couplet at the door. Reading is good, farming is good, and learning is good; starting a business is difficult, keeping a business is difficult, and it is not difficult to know the difficulties. Horizontal criticism It's 'It's not difficult to learn well'. This wonderful couplet is written in the northern style of calligraphy, with the legacy of the Han Li style. "

The old man smiled from ear to ear.He thought of this couplet, and he wrote the words.Tang Zhong praised him so indirectly and implicitly, how could he not be happy?

"I'm not talented enough, and I don't have a ready-made couplet that can compare with the couplet outside, so I borrowed an ancient couplet to wish my grandfather's life is not as old as Nanshan."

"Good. Good." Mrs. Jiang said with a smile. "I want to see what you wrote."

Although the old man likes calligraphy, he can no longer pick up a pen when he gets old.In order to prevent him from disobeying the advice and laying out paper and ink again, Jiang Liren even told his servants to take away all the pens, inks, papers and inkstones in the room.

A special guard was sent to the front yard to look for pens and ink. Hearing that Tang Zhongzhong was writing calligraphy as a congratulatory gift for the old man, a large group of people rushed to watch.

Jiang Liren's brothers and sisters came, Tang Zhong's uncles came, and his cousins ​​also came. Jiang Keqing and Jiang Keren also helped Tang Zhong's grandmother over.

With so many people coming, Xiaolou's room, which was thought to be spacious just now, suddenly became crowded.

Some people came to see the excitement, and more people came to see the jokes.

Of course, there are still people who have a heart for Tang Zhong.

Everyone knows that Jiang Rulong's painting of tigers can be regarded as a masterpiece in China. Even a master of Chinese painting who has been famous for decades, after seeing his paintings, he was silent for a long time, and then left a comment of "I am not as good as him".

His paintings are only viewed and discussed in a small range, and he does not participate in the sale and purchase, and occasionally donates them to those who are destined.Today, he carried a picture of "Tiger Roaring in the Mountains" as a gift to the old man. Everyone can understand this.

However, Tang Zhong still had to write after Jiang Rulong sent the painting—if he didn't write well, wouldn't he be humiliating himself?

Jiang Keren was worried that Tang Zhong didn't know about this important relationship, so he wanted to go forward and remind him.However, with so many people staring at her, she went up and said Tang Zhong, don't write. If you can't write well, you will be compared by Jiang Rulong. Isn't that slapping your own son's face?You knew it was bad before your son started it?

Besides, Tang Zhong has promised to send a letter to the old man for his birthday.If I stop writing now, wouldn't I be breaking my promise?Does it give people the impression of breaking the contract easily?

In fact, the old man is not easy to answer this question.

When Jiang Keren and Jiang Keqing were anxious and worried, the old man spoke again, and he said with a smile: "It seems that everyone likes calligraphy. Tang Zhong, then you have to write well."

"I will." Tang Zhong said with a smile.After receiving the pen and ink from the servant, I started to make preparations.

"Well. Don't rush to write yet." The old man said. "You should read Rulong's "The Picture of Tigers Roaring in the Mountains" before writing."

"Thank you, great grandfather." Tang Zhong agreed with a smile.It seemed that he didn't know that this was a hurdle, and he plunged into it.

Jiang Rulong looked calm and calm, and carefully pulled out a scroll from a bamboo tube, then handed the scroll to Tang Zhong, and said, "Doodle casually, my cousin will give you more advice."

He said it was 'graffiti', but the arrogance in his bones could be seen even by an idiot.

Tang Zhong knew that if he dared to raise more opinions, this fourth cousin would definitely have a bad opinion of him.

Of course, ever since Tang Zhong entered the door, he felt his hostility towards him.This kind of hostility is very subtle, it cannot be seen by the eyes, cannot be heard by the ears, it needs to be felt with the heart.

Moreover, he treats people kindly and responds to requests.He didn't speak much, but he kept looking at himself carefully.

"In such a family, but such a high-profile name as 'Rulong', it seems that the Jiang family has great expectations for him. Is it understandable that such a person is more arrogant and sensitive?" Tang Zhong thought in his heart. thought.

"Actually, I don't know much about painting. How can I make any comments?" Tang Zhong said modestly.

"You are quite self-aware." Jiang Yiran said out loud.

As a result, everyone in the room roared with laughter.

Jiang Yiran made it clear that she was deliberately mocking Tang Zhong, and these people laughed so cooperatively, which showed that they really didn't take Tang Zhong seriously.In other words, they all consciously stood on the side of Jiang Rulong and Jiang Yiran, which was the opposite of Tang Zhong.

Jiang Ke's face was seyin, and she pursed her lips tightly.

Jiang Keqing didn't have such a good temper. She giggled and said, "It's a good thing to have self-knowledge. Our Jiang family lacks such people the most."

That is to say, if Tang Zhong doesn't understand, he doesn't understand, while many members of the Jiang family pretend to understand - which one is more annoying?Isn't it clear at a glance?

Hearing Jiang Keqing's 'poisonous snake', everyone's expressions were a little unhappy.

Especially Jiang Yiran, who glared at Jiang Keqing fiercely, wishing to burn all her clothes.

She wanted to curse back and say, "You, an outsider, can intervene in our Jiang family's affairs," but she saw the fourth brother glanced at him like a prophet.

She immediately understood what fourth brother meant, and shut up angrily.

Tang Zhong untied the red silk on the scroll, spread out the huge painting, and a domineering and fierce aura rushed towards him.

Tigers and tigers are majestic!

"Good painting." Tang Zhong praised it. "It's really a good painting."

It's not that Tang Zhong wants to praise Jiang Rulong, but because this kid really draws so well.He vividly and vividly expressed the tiger's domineering, aggressive and murderous intent, and his strength penetrated the back of the paper.

Spreading out the painting is like releasing a living tiger.

Tang Zhong dared to use his head to guarantee that when Jiang Rulong drew this painting, he must not have copied the paintings of his predecessors or looked at photos of tigers.His 'model' must have been a real tiger, a living tiger.

Only real tigers can give people such a three-dimensional feeling, and only those who have really observed tigers and touched tigers can express tigers so meticulously and thoughtfully.

He has worked hard.

"Where is it good?" Jiang Fangkong asked the old man.Obviously, he didn't intend to let Tang Zhong go easily.

"It's alive and well." Tang Zhong said. "We all say that it is difficult to draw bones when drawing humans and tigers. In fact, it is not easy to draw humans and tigers. Whether it is a human or a tiger, he has bones. That is to say, you must not only look like it, but also look like it. It is necessary to show some life characteristics of a certain person or animal through some small details."

"One leaf tells the autumn. That's what I'm talking about. For example, we saw this picture of the minced meat between the tiger's teeth, which proves its ferocity and its hyperactive state after being full-seeing this, we have to associate with it. , What kind of animal meat is this? Did it eat a chicken, an antelope, or a hunter who broke into the forest? This is not a painting, but a tiger. When a tiger appears, we forget its carrier—this It’s a very brilliant painting.”

Tang Zhong smiled embarrassedly, and said: "I'm just talking casually. You can just listen to it casually. I actually don't understand painting. What I'm talking about is just some of my personal feelings after seeing this painting."

Hearing Tang Zhong's comments, everyone fell silent.

This kid who kept saying that he didn't know how to paint made such a good comment, they didn't dare to say it easily.

What Tang Zhong said was exactly what they thought.It's just that many people can't express it.If a person sees something but cannot describe it well, it is due to insufficient accumulation of personal culture.

Jiang Rulong looked at Tang Zhong thoughtfully, as if he was anxious to see what kind of person he was.

Unfortunately, he was disappointed.

"So, in your eyes, this painting is perfect?" said the old man Jiang Rulong.He asked the special guard to put a pillow under his head so that his body could be raised higher and he could clearly see the expressions of everyone in the room.

"Actually, there is a little problem." Tang Zhong said coyly with a red face. "Just a little bit."

Everyone was furious!

"Did you praise you for your self-knowledge just now? Did you forget how much you weigh in a blink of an eye? You can also judge fourth brother's paintings?" Jiang Rulong's fan Jiang Yiran was the first to attack.

"That's right. Qi Luyu, do you know? Even the master of Chinese painting said 'I'm not as good as him' after seeing the paintings of the fourth brother. Are you better than Qi Luyu?"

"A horse is not as long as a face."—

Obviously, Jiang Rulong's popularity seems very good in this family.

Tang Zhong looked at the old man aggrievedly, and said, "Forget it, I still won't comment."

"Comment." The old man shouted with all his strength. "I let you judge and you judge."

He yelled at the others angrily: "I'm not dead yet. Wait until I'm dead before you make any noise."

Everyone was silent, and no one dared to speak out against it.

Although the old man was buried in the loess, but before he closed his eyes, no one dared to challenge his authority.

So, Tang Zhong was like a duck being forced to go on the shelf, and he said to Jiang Rulong apologetically: "Grandfather insists on me to criticize, I really have no choice - don't be angry. If you want to be angry, be angry with me. It's me who lied to me, and it has nothing to do with my grandfather. Don't blame him."