And said you're not a fairy

Chapter 143 Painting Saint Wu Yeshou

After Chen Yuan left the temple master's residence, he returned to his own residence and took the sword box.

Seeing that Chen Yuan was about to go out, Xueniang immediately ran to Chen Yuan, looked up at Chen Yuan and said, "Chen Yuan, are you going out?"

Chen Yuan nodded and said: "I will go out for a while, you and the little yellow dog will stay in Qingyang temple, and the little yellow dog will be taken care of by you."

After Chen Yuan turned around and left, Xueniang wanted to leave with Chen Yuan, but seeing that Chen Yuan obviously had no intention of taking her with her, she looked a little hesitant.

But the moment she hesitated, Chen Yuan had already left.

Before Chen Yuan left Qingyang Temple, he went to Taoist Changchun, the master of Qingyang Temple, again, and handed over Xue Niang and the little yellow dog in his room to Taoist Changchun to take care of him.

"Don't worry, Daoist. In the days when Daoist is away, the old Daoist will definitely order the Taoist priests in the temple to take good care of the two of them."

After listening to Chen Yuan's request, Changchun Taoist agreed directly.

"In this case, the poor Taoist is at ease."

Chen Yuan laughed.

"I don't know how long it will take fellow daoist to go, and how long will it be back?"

Changchun Taoist asked Chen Yuan.

He knew that Chen Yuan was leaving this time to find the painting saint he was talking about.

"I will be able to return in two or three days at most."

Chen Yuan said.

Chen Yuan had asked Changchun Taoist, the master of the Qingyang Temple, according to Changchun Taoist, Jieyang County and the former Yanggu County are the two closest counties to Jianghuai City.

Although Jieyang County is not as close as Biyanggu County, it is only a few tens of miles away from Jianghuai City, but it is only about a hundred miles away.

It may take more than a day for Chen Yuan to travel by himself, but now he has a gray donkey to ride.

Although the speed of a donkey is not as fast as that of a horse, it is much better than traveling on two legs.

"That's good, I hope the Taoist priest can achieve what he wants."

Changchun Taoist blessings.

But he is not optimistic about Chen Yuan, maybe Chen Yuan won't even see the face of the painting saint.

According to outside rumors, the saint of painting has an unruly personality, not to mention them, even if the emperor asked for a painting in person, he seemed to have been rejected by the saint of painting.

Of course, this is not necessarily the case, after all, Chen Yuan is a Taoist priest who has inherited the practice and came out of Fuhu Temple.

"Thank you, the Lord, for your kind words."

After Chen Yuan responded, he took his leave and left.

After he left, he found the young Taoist priest who was watching and asked where his gray donkey was staying in the watching.

It turned out that it was brought to the side courtyard of Qingyang Temple, a stable for fostering the horses of dignitaries and dignitaries, and was served by Taoist priests with high-quality forage.

When Chen Yuan came here, the donkey, which had been tied up in the stable and was standing there eating grass, looked very happy when he saw Chen Yuan.

It bit it open with its mouth, and tied the rein on the wooden stake, exposing its two rows of big teeth, grinning like a human being, and then ran to Chen Yuan's side.

Chen Yuan touched the donkey's head, and the gray donkey seemed to enjoy it.

"Master Dao, your donkey is really human. Many of the foals I take care of are not as smart as it."

Beside, seeing this scene, the eyes of the two young Taoist priests who were in charge of taking care of the livestock in the stable flashed surprise, and one of them said in surprise.

"may be!"

Chen Yuan laughed.

After all, it was the donkey that he immediately fell in love with when he gathered the cows and horses.

"Pindao wants to go out for a trip, so the donkey is taken away first."

Chen Yuan greeted the two young Taoist priests.

"You please."

Another young Taoist said respectfully.

Chen Yuan was told by the temple master that he was a very distinguished guest of Qingyang Temple, and this donkey was also his, so he could take it away whenever he wanted.

Chen Yuan nodded when he heard the words, and led the gray donkey out of the stable in the side yard. After leaving the Qingyang Temple, he turned over and rode the gray donkey towards Jieyang County.

Jieyang County is in the southeast of Jianghuai City.

With all his strength, the gray donkey was very fast. It only took half a day for Chen Yuan to arrive in Jieyang County.

Because of the proximity to the sea, Jieyang County has developed commerce and trade, and it looks extremely prosperous. You can see caravans carrying goods in groups along the way.

The ancestral house of the saint of painting is just over 20 miles east of Jieyang County. Chen Yuan asked people while walking, and soon found the ancestral house of the saint of painting.

This is a wooden house located in the countryside with mottled walls and full of historical taste. It looks at least a hundred years old.

Chen Yuan was sure that this place was what he was looking for, behind the house where the painting saint lived.

Bang Bang!

Turning over and getting off the donkey, he led the donkey and knocked on the door. It didn't take long for the door to open a crack.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old man dressed as a book boy leaned out half of his body, looked at Chen Yuan standing outside the yard with curious eyes, and said, "Who are you looking for?"

Chen Yuan cupped his hands and said, "The poor Daoist Qingming layman came to pay homage to the saint of painting."

He didn't say that he knew the Lord of the Qingyang Temple or something like that.

Although I don't know if it's true or not, but according to the rumors, since this painting saint doesn't even buy the face of those princes and nobles and the current emperor, even if he said that he knew the master of Qingyang Temple, it is estimated that the other party would not see him because of this .

"My master has ordered that no outsiders be seen."

Sure enough, Chen Yuan was ruthlessly rejected by the book boy.

Just thinking in Chen Yuan's mind, how should he meet this painting saint.

After rejecting Chen Yuan, the book boy kept looking at Chen Yuan. He saw that although Chen Yuan was holding a donkey behind him, he was handsome and had a good temperament. He also carried a donkey on his back. It looks like it is not an ordinary person.

"Wait, where did you come from? Which Taoist temple did you come from? I'll go and report to my master. As for whether he is willing to see you, I don't know."

The book boy suddenly spoke.

The young Taoist in front of him has an extraordinary appearance and temperament, maybe he knows his master, if he doesn't report to his master, he will make a decision directly, if he delays his master's important affairs, then it will be bad.

So he changed his tune again.

"Pindao came from Fuhu Temple in Linjiang County."

Chen Yuan said.

Chen Yuan directly reported the name of Fuhuguan, and the list of degrees on his body was hung on Fuhuguan, and there was nothing wrong with saying the name of Fuhuguan.

If he said that he was a disciple of the immortal Lu Xiangong, the other party would not only not believe him, they might even regard him as a lunatic.

"Wait a minute, Daoist, I'll go in and report right now."

The book boy responded after listening.

After speaking, he closed the courtyard door.

Just as Chen Yuan was thinking, what should he do next when he declared the name of Fuhuguan, but the painter still couldn't see him.

creak!

There was a sour sound of the wooden door rubbing against the door frame, and then the wooden door was opened wide. A tall man in his 40s, wearing a white and black-fronted gown, beardless, bright eyes, very aura, wearing a square scarf, hair The unruffled middle-aged man walked out of the yard in big strides, followed by the book boy he had just met.

Seeing the man's attire, Chen Yuan was a little surprised, especially the man's chin was beardless, men in Dayong considered beards to be beautiful, not to mention the cheeks, at least they should be on the chin and lips, but they were either long or Just a short difference.

If a man has a beautiful beard, he will be called a handsome man in many places.

Dayong is very rare to see a man without a beard like Chen Yuan, and this is the first time Chen Yuan has seen him.

"I just heard from the door boy that the Taoist priest is a Taoist priest from Fuhu Temple?"

The man looked Chen Yuan up and down and asked.

"It's true."

Chen Yuan nodded.

"There is an ultimatum as proof."

Then Chen Yuan took out a certificate and showed it to the man in front of him.

The man took it, and after looking at it, he was sure that the young Taoist priest in front of him was indeed from Fuhu Temple.

"The Taoist priest is indeed a Taoist priest from Fuhu Temple."

After the man finished reading, he returned the certificate in his hand to Chen Yuan.

"Dare to ask your Excellency, but the rumored painting saint Wu Yeshou?"

Chen Yuan asked.

"Painting saints and so on are just false names spread by the outside world."

Seeing that Chen Yuan had heard of him, the man said with a smile.

"Just now, when I heard the name of Fuhuguan, I chose Jianpindao when I saw the painting saint. Could it be that there is some connection between the painting saint and Fuhuguan?"

"When I was traveling far in the early years, I encountered an evil ghost on the road, and was confused by the beauty transformed by the evil ghost. I wanted to take it home to be my concubine, but on the way, the Taoist priest of Fuhu Temple saw through the identity of the evil ghost and rescued me. Saved a life."

"It turns out that there is such a reason for it."

"By the way, does the painting saint know Taoist Master Xuyun of Fuhu Temple?"

"Of course I do, I was saved by Daoist Xuyun back then."

"As far as I know, Fuhu Temple doesn't have a young successor like the Taoist priest, who is also the deputy master of Fuhu Temple! Could it be that the Taoist priest is Fuhu Temple, and the Taoist priests newly recruited in recent years?"

"Actually, Pindao is not a Taoist priest who was born in Fuhu Temple, but just placed an order to Fuhu Temple. He made a deal with Taoist Master Xuyun before. Pindao did him a favor. He allowed Pindao to place an order to Fuhu Temple. Knowing about him later, he forced a position of assistant viewer to Pindao."

"The one who came here to find me is..."

"Pindao wants to learn painting skills. He heard that the most famous person around Jianghuai City is Your Excellency, so he came here because of his reputation."

"The Taoist master wants to practice the magic of subduing the tiger through learning painting, and make the painting come true?"

"Your Excellency also knows this technique!"

"Back then, Daoist Xuyun saved me, so I also experienced and knew some spells of Subduing the Tiger Temple."

Wu Yeshou chatted with Chen Yuan for a while.

Although Chen Yuan said that he was a Taoist priest who made an order to Fuhu Temple.

But Wu Yeshou didn't take it seriously. If Chen Yuan was really an ordinary Taoist priest who placed an order to Fuhu Temple, Taoist Xuyun wouldn't teach the young Taoist priest in front of him the magic of Fuhu Temple again. Give it to the other party.

This can only show that either the other party has a great background, or the relationship between the two parties is better than imagined.

"Of course the Taoist priest wants to learn painting skills from me, but you don't need to be a teacher. You and I can just be friends."

After thinking for a moment, Wu Yeshou said to Chen Yuan.

"Excuse me, Your Excellency."

Chen Yuan heard the words.

"Let's go in and talk."

Wu Ye said to Chen Yuan.

According to Wu Yeshou's invitation, Chen Yuan handed over the donkey to the Shutong, and walked into the ancestral house where the other party lived with Wu Yeshou.

After walking in, Chen Yuan raised his eyes and found that there were many wood grains formed on the walls and beams of the ancestral house due to a long time, and in the corner of the courtyard, several plum blossoms and osmanthus were planted to give the courtyard It has increased a lot.

There is no gazebo or anything like that in the yard, but there is a stone table and four stone benches placed in the center of the yard.

"This is where I usually paint."

Wu Ye pointed to the stone table and bench.

Chen Yuan also saw that on the stone table, there were also brushes, ink, paper and inkstones, as well as a piece of unfinished drawing paper.

Looking at the painting on the drawing paper, Chen Yuan took a closer look and found that it was actually a picture of a scalper.

The background is on a piece of grass, with a ox bowing its head to eat grass and rubbing itches. There is a small tree on the right side behind the ox that has not been painted yet. Even so, it still looks very artistic, with a sense of reality.

Especially from Chen Yuan's point of view, the scalper's eyes are looking at him. If you don't look carefully, the scalper seems to have life, just like a real scalper on paper.

It's hard to imagine that this is just a scalpel on a painting.

It can be seen from this that Wu Yeshou's painting skills have reached the point of transcendence.

"Since you and Xuyun are good friends, and you are also the deputy master of Fuhu Temple, I will directly address you by your name."

After the two parties were seated, Wu Ye asked the book boy to pour tea, and he said to Chen Yuan.

"So good."

Chen Yuan nodded.

"Suchu, you want to learn painting. Did you have a foundation before? Where did you learn painting skills?"

Wu Ye asked Chen Yuan first.

"No, I studied before becoming a Taoist priest. I was preparing for the imperial examination. Later, I gave up because I became a Taoist priest. I never learned painting."

Chen Yuan shook his head.

"Since you don't have a foundation, and learning painting skills is just to practice the technique of making a painting come true, I suggest that you choose something that you are interested in, and start by drawing this thing first, so that the progress of learning painting skills will be faster. .”

Wu Ye first made a suggestion.

"Then according to what Brother Wu said, what kind of things should the poor choose to paint?"

Chen Yuan asked Wu Yeshou.

Wu Ye first said: "In terms of painting skills, some people are good at figures, ghosts and gods, vegetation, pine and rocks, some are good at birds, beasts, Buddhism, Taoism, dragons and tigers, rivers and rivers, and some are good at folk scenes, landscapes and pavilions."

After a short pause, Wu Yeshou said again: "As for Su Chu, which two things you want to draw from, it depends on what you are most familiar with."

Chen Yuan asked Wu Yeshou: "Brother Wu, what are you best at painting?"

Wu Yeshou couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, he explained: "I am good at all the things I said before, otherwise why would the outside world love me and call me a painting saint?"

Chen Yuan: ...

To be honest, he was pretended to be a saint of painting.

Chen Yuan thought for a moment, and finally made up his mind: "Then the poor should start by drawing horses."

The reason why he chose to start drawing horses is entirely because of horses, which Chen Yuan has seen many times before, and he has a very intuitive impression.

And as far as Chen Yuan knows, no matter in the previous life or in this life, there are many people who are good at drawing horses in history, and there are also many famous artists.

Many have even been passed on to future generations and become famous paintings handed down from generation to generation.

"Well, let's start by drawing horses."

Seeing that Chen Yuan chose to paint horses, Wu Ye's first night was not surprising. Many people who learn painting skills start by learning to paint rural animals, such as cows, sheep, and donkeys.

In particular, there are the most horses, which are much more elegant than sheep and donkeys.

But horses are the easiest to draw and the hardest to draw well.

After that, Wu Yeshou taught Chen Yuan the tricks of drawing horses, and Chen Yuan also studied hard beside him.

At the beginning, Chen Yuan's painting was unsightly, but Chen Yuan's progress was equally astonishing. In an afternoon, he was barely able to draw the shape of a horse.

At dusk, Wu Ye was holding a "horse picture" drawn by Chen Yuan in his hand. After reading it, he looked at Chen Yuan and commented: "The horse you painted is just similar in shape, not yet in spirit. , no matter what, your painting skills can be regarded as an entry-level."

Although he was calm on the surface, he was a little surprised in his heart, because Chen Yuan's progress was too fast.

He can get the reputation of "painting saint", even the current saint, plus many princes and nobles, all ask him for paintings, not because of his extraordinary talent.

It is only because he has been learning painting since he was nine years old and devoted himself to painting for more than [-] years that he has achieved today's achievements.

Of course, there may also be a reason for talent, because there are many people in the world who put their minds on one thing like him for decades, but there are very few people who have achieved his achievements.

No matter what, Chen Yuan's speed of learning painting skills for the first time is much faster than he was back then.

"I would also like to thank Brother Wu for giving me all my money."

Chen Yuan thanked him.

He can also feel his progress.

"Regardless of whether Su Chu is a Taoist priest who placed an order to Fuhu Temple, since you are Xu Yun's friend, you are also my Wu Yeshou's friend. Don't take this matter to heart."

Wu Ye shook his head and said.

"It's getting late, I'm afraid it's too late to go back to Jianghuai City, how about staying in my village at night?"

After taking a look at the sky, Wu Ye first asked Chen Yuan to stay.

"Since that's the case, respect is worse than obedience."

After thinking about it, Chen Yuan agreed.

After all, it was indeed a bit late to go back at this time.

(End of this chapter)