Your majesty is awesome

Chapter 617 Sure enough, he is a confidant who has a good heart for the teacher (in the middle of the night)
When Zhao Ji was writing vigorously on the rice paper, he suddenly heard the whisper of his beloved daughter Zhao Fujin.

"Mountain birds are reserved, plum powder is soft..."

Zhao Ji subconsciously turned his head to look, and saw that his beloved daughter was clearly sitting on the right side of Gao Zhang at the moment, so far away from him that he couldn't see what he wrote at all.

And that Yang Jian also turned his head and looked over in shock, and he saw the two sentences that were exactly the same as those written by the official.

It wasn't until this moment that Gao Zhang finished writing the soft characters, turned his head as if he had sensed it, and smiled at Master Zhao Ji.

"Xiao Gao, what are your first two sentences?" Zhao Ji couldn't help but raised his voice and asked.

Then I saw Gao Zhang neatly lifted up the rice paper he had just used for writing.

This time, it was Yang Jian who stared exaggeratedly, read every word, and couldn't help stretching out those trembling fingers.

"Mountain birds are reserved, plum powder is soft... ah, look at this, official..."

At this moment, the official Zhao Ji felt as if a deer was jumping wildly in his heart. He lowered his head again and looked at what he had written.

"Master, is there something wrong?"

Gao Zhang asked Master Zhao Ji innocently and ignorantly.

Looking at the cross on the rice paper, Zhao Ji took a deep breath and tried hard to control his fluctuating emotions.

He smiled approvingly at Gao Zhang and shook his head slowly.

"No, it's just that the teacher didn't think about it, so let's continue, let's write it together, and then compare it, how about it?"

"I would like to obey the teacher's order." Gao Zhang nodded vigorously, picked up the pen, and continued to brew the second half.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the master writing the pen again, which had been brewing for a long time. Gao Zhang almost coincidentally landed the pen on the rice paper.

At this moment, Zhao Fujin's sparkling water eyes were secretly looking at Gao Zhang's handsome face.

At this moment, he was as focused as when he was solving problems for his elder brother before, his eyes were piercing, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and he curled up in a nice arc.

The more she looked at her, the redder her face became, and her eyes became softer and softer, and she looked away in a panic when she saw Gao Zhang making a gesture.

This move made Gao Zhang glance at her curiously, but soon, he fell into the passion of creation again.

In the end, all the ten characters of Xia Que fell on Xuan Bai, so Gao Zhang smiled contentedly and stopped writing.

But at this moment, Gao Zhang just turned his head to look, and saw Master Zhao Ji getting up and walking towards him.

"Master, the disciple has also finished writing."

"Ha, what a coincidence, I just wrote it for my teacher."

"Come on, Yang Jian, let Xiao Gao take a look."

After Yang Jian responded with an extremely weird expression, he copied the masterpiece written by Zhao Ji and faced this side.

Almost instantly, Gao Zhang heard Zhao Fujin's frightened scream coming from his ear.

Taking a closer look at the content, Gao Zhang was so shocked that he lowered his head, glanced at his masterpiece, rubbed his eyes, and then looked at Master's masterpiece.

Gao Zhang also had a terrified expression on his face, and bowed straight away.

"Master, this disciple absolutely did not plagiarize, and I would like to ask Master to learn from you..."

"You child, why are you so surprised, why don't you get up quickly."

After Zhao Ji helped Gao Zhang up, he copied the five-character quatrain written by Gao Zhang, and the corners of his lips and brows were full of unconcealable relief and joy.

"This poem has just surfaced in the teacher's mind just now, where do you want to copy it from?"

"Master, you too..." Gao Zhang walked up to Yang Jian with a face full of shock, and picked up the copy of the master's handwritten letter.

When two five-character quatrains with no difference in calligraphy or content are put together.

Yang Jian and Zhao Fujin still have their mouths open, and they still can't speak a word for a long time.

Only that gaze flicked back and forth between these two people and those two masterpieces.

"Come on, Xiao Gao, tell me, why did you create this five-character quatrain after looking at this painting?"

At this moment, the official's face was reddeningly red, and his eyes, which had not slept all night, were surprisingly bright at this moment.

Hearing Master's words, Gao Zhang nodded obediently.After clearing his throat, he expressed his feelings from watching this masterpiece.

In the painting, the wintersweet and the orchid grass below the wintersweet seem ordinary, but they are the important background of the painting, pointing out the time period depicted in the painting, which happens to be the transition from winter to spring, when it is warm and cold.

In such a relatively harsh natural environment, flowers, trees, birds and birds still present a state of contentment, ease and peace.

This made Gao Zhang think that Master probably wanted to use the painting to teach himself. The Pulsatilla bird in this painting is not just a bird, it must also express to the world, Master, your loyalty to the art of calligraphy and painting.

And the disciples are your heirs, and the poems, calligraphy and paintings are all the true inheritance of the master.

That being the case, the disciple thickened his skin and wanted to use this poem to tell the master.

The "Dan Qingyue" is a metaphor for the disciple's perseverance in inheriting the master's poetry, calligraphy and painting art.

"Qianqiu" also emphasizes the long time, to express that the disciples will definitely do their best and give everything, and they will also spread and promote the masterpieces of your master and the calligraphy art you created...

The official Zhao Jiye's face was already flushed, and he nodded frequently, as if he was encouraging or applauding.

After hearing Gao Zhang's explanation of "Danqing Yue" and "Qianqiu" one by one, he couldn't help but burst out laughing, the laughter was so rare and wild that everyone shut up knowingly.

"Xiao Gao, you really are a confidant with a tacit heart for the teacher..."

Gao Zhang still had an obedient and obedient face, raised his admiring eyes, and looked at this master who was eager to talk.

I saw that the master was obviously disregarding his manners at this moment, and when he spoke, spittle was flying out without knowing it.

"When I create for a teacher, it is generally the same as what you think. It is also the time when you and my master and apprentice are gray-haired.

It is also like today, waving splashing ink, singing the wind and playing the moon, so that the good stories of you and my master and apprentice knowing each other can be passed down through the ages. "

Hearing the words of the master in front of him, Gao Zhang's eyes were also red, he choked up and bowed to the master.

And Zhao Ji sat down, helped Xiao Gao up, pointed to the painting in front of him, and then waved to Yang Jian.

Gao Zhang knelt down on one knee beside Master and poured wine for Master.

Zhao Fujin obediently sat on the other side, picked up the vegetables with chopsticks and fed them into his father's mouth, fearing that his father would be hurt by drinking on an empty stomach.

Looking at this side is my beloved daughter, on the other side is my beloved disciple, and in front of me are the masterpieces and paintings that I and my beloved disciple share.

Zhao Ji, who was already half drunk, sipped the wine and ate the dishes that his beloved daughter handed to his mouth, and he couldn't help laughing.

"My family has a girl who has just grown up, hahaha...Xiao Gao, what do you think of my daughter?"

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(End of this chapter)