The farm girl has a field and is super powerful

Chapter 706 Too Memorable
"My lord loves you. I don't know how to address you two?" Shen Qinghan asked with a polite smile.

"Let's go to Mr. Li Jinbai's guard captain, Li Daguo. This is Li Erhuo, my younger brother. We are ordered by my son to come to the painting and calligraphy meeting to learn more."

"..." After Bai Jinli finished introducing them, Shen Qinghan and Shen Zhiyuan's eyes flashed a fleeting strangeness.

Nursing home?Li cauldron?Confused Lear?

Mr. Li Jinbai is really a strange person. He actually invited his nursing home to participate in such an important painting and calligraphy meeting. It's really insightful.

Moreover, the two people in front of them have their own temperaments, and they are not simple characters at first glance.

But now they open their mouths and claim that their identity is just a small nursing home?

The thing that made them feel a little strange the most was the names of the two people, which were really memorable.

"What's the matter? Mr. Shen, do you have any questions?"

"No. It's Shen who is rare and strange."

Shen Qinghan wanted to point to the calligraphy and painting next to him and discuss with Li Daguo more, when he heard restless and eager discussions not far away.

It turned out that Mr. Zhang Kui, who hosted the event today, brought all the adults he invited to the scene.

Those who came were all the ministers who loved calligraphy and painting in the court, or the masters of calligraphy and painting known as the mainstay in the Great Qi State.

The appearance of those people caused a lot of discussion among the students around the painting and calligraphy works, and all kinds of admiration and admiration were forgotten.

For these students, the people who come here may be their goals, the people they want to be.

So seeing the appearance of those people is the same as seeing their idols, and I am very excited.

Of course, the appearance of those people not only brought a sensation, but also brought a series of works.

After the servants at the side helped to hang the works they brought on the wall, many people immediately gathered around to visit.

"Look, this handwriting is really good. It's majestic and majestic. Without decades of training, how could it be possible to write such a good handwriting?"

"Yeah, I really learned a lot!"

"Look at this painting, it's too artistic, isn't it? On the Yanbo River, in the cold water of the smoke cage, you can feel the coolness of being in it, and the poem..."

"..."

There were bursts of discussions, and everyone stood in twos and threes, with all kinds of amazement and admiration in their eyes, discussing the calligraphy and painting works they saw.

Mr. Zhang Kui Zhang and several other adults who were standing aside were also very pleased to see the enthusiasm of the students who are motivated and motivated.

This is the original intention of their calligraphy and painting fair.

I just want to give the students of Daqi Kingdom an opportunity to communicate and learn, so that everyone can see more and learn more.

After all, these talents are the future of Great Qi Kingdom!

Soon, those calligraphy and painting masters who brought calligraphy and painting works, and those who have studied calligraphy and painting also joined the crowd.

Either discussed with those students the things in the calligraphy and painting works, or started to explain to those students who asked questions.

It was at this time that Mr. Qinghe entered the arena very conspicuously.

The reason why he is so eye-catching is that when he appeared, there was too much movement and movement.

Others came in in twos and threes with a painting in their arms.

And what about Mr. Qinghe?

He was wearing a white Cantonese embroidered men's gown, his hair was still tied up with a wooden hairpin, and a light-colored gemstone belt was tied around his waist. He still had that fairy-like and chivalrous appearance.

That's not too surprising.

What attracted the most attention was the few people following him.

That's right, he walked in the front, and behind him were four servants with many paintings in their arms.

That posture seems to be coming to participate in a personal painting and calligraphy exhibition.

"Mr. Qinghe, what is this?"

"I have met Mr. Zhang again, and I have added all the adults. Qinghe came here this time to show all of today's paintings for everyone to see."

"In addition, Qinghe intends to take advantage of today's opportunity to donate eight works for free, and announce a news by the way." Mr. Qinghe saluted and said in a very peaceful tone.

As soon as this remark came out, it caused a burst of discussion and commotion.

"What? Did I hear you right? Mr. Qinghe said he would donate eight works for free? No way?"

"My God, if his paintings are sold outside, they can sell for a lot of money. Why donate them for free? To whom?"

"I don't know what the painting that Mr. Qinghe said to be donated looks like? I really want to see it."

"Yes, yes, I am also very curious."

"What kind of great master do you think Mr. Qinghe is? He can draw so many works?"

"That's right, not only did I draw it, but I even brought it all over for everyone to see. It's really very open-minded."

"Ah, Mr. Qinghe, quickly show your paintings for everyone to appreciate?"

"Yes, Mr. Qinghe, let us also experience it and study hard!"

"..."

Hearing those voices, and seeing the admiration and respect in everyone's eyes from the corner of his eye, Mr. Qinghe didn't show the slightest bit on his face, and he seemed to be calm and calm, and his heart was already full of joy.

He knew that if he did what he did today, everyone would love and admire him.

"Everyone be quiet. I will arrange for someone to display all of Mr. Qinghe's paintings for everyone to visit and study."

After Mr. Zhang promised, the crowd stopped making loud noises, and all of them raised their heads and stared at the servants who hung the paintings on the wall.

That is to say, during the period of hanging the paintings, everyone stood in place and stared closely at each painting, which was presented in front of everyone little by little, and then discussed in various ways.

But Bai Jinli found a seat to sit down very bored, and even went over to ask for a cup of tea.

Well, I have to say that the tea prepared at the calligraphy and painting fair is quite good.

It's just a little worse than the tea made by Lin Chenyuan himself.

During this time, Bai Jinli saw Yi Shu walking in from the place where he entered the arena.

Because everyone's attention was focused on Mr. Qinghe's paintings, the appearance of Yi Shu hardly attracted any attention.

"Master Yi Shu, come and sit down." Bai Jinli greeted him.

"Who are you? Do I know you?" Yi Shu, holding a painting in his arms, couldn't help but glance at Bai Jinli, his face full of doubts.

"Let's go to Li Daguo again. I've heard about Mr. Yi Shu's name for a long time. I want to invite Mr. Yi Shu over for a cup of tea. I wonder if Mr. Yi Shu will show me your face?"

"Oh, that's fine too."

Yi Shu glanced at the messy scene, then at Bai Jinli, and finally walked over and sat down.

"What were they doing?" After picking up the teacup, Yi Shu began to ask Bai Jinli about the situation at the moment.

"Nothing, just appreciating Mr. Qinghe's works."

"Huh? Mr. Qinghe's work? It's obviously not his." Yi Shu sneered.

"Master Yi Shu, what does this mean?"

"It's nothing, you'll understand in a while." Yi Shu didn't say it directly, but put it off.

While they were drinking tea and chatting, the busy boy over there finally hung all the paintings brought by Mr. Qinghe on the wall.

A total of 21 works, each of which is different, occupy a large part of the wall and are particularly conspicuous.

Even sitting here, Bai Jinli also discovered that these 21 works have one thing in common, that is, they are all signed by Mr. Qinghe and stamped with his seal.

"Mr. Qinghe is indeed a man of great talent. Each of these 21 works has its own merits and meanings, but they are equally ingenious and extraordinary. It really caught my eye."

"Okay, okay, really good painting, Mr. Qinghe is worthy of being the most powerful painter in the Daqi Kingdom."

"I have always heard that Mr. Qinghe's painting is a masterpiece. The old man thought it was just a rumor, but now after seeing it, I realized that it is really the case."

"I don't know if Mr. Qinghe has time. I would like to ask Mr. Qinghe to go to the Imperial College to teach the students when he is free. As for His Majesty, I will naturally have an old man to explain."

"My God, Mr. Qinghe is too powerful, isn't he? To be invited by Master Taifu, is this unprecedented?"

"It's amazing, it's really enviable."

"What's the use of envy? If you have Mr. Qinghe's ability, you can too. Come on, boy."

"Yeah, I will definitely work hard. I want to learn more from Mr. Qinghe, and strive to be as powerful as him in the future."

"..."

All kinds of praises and praises poured into Mr. Qinghe's ears like flowing water, which made him feel elated.

He felt that at this moment he had a kind of floating feeling, which was an indescribable comfort.

"Thank you, my lords, for your great love for Zaixia. Qinghe is deeply honored and terrified."

"On the road of calligraphy and painting, there is no end to learning. Qinghe knows that he has little talent and learning, and there is still a lot of room for learning. Naturally, he needs to learn more."

"Qinghe is very happy about everyone's liking, and is very willing to discuss and communicate with you. We all make progress together. This is the purpose of participating in the painting and calligraphy fair today."

As soon as Mr. Qinghe said something, he attracted a lot of goodwill.

Even some people who had some opinions on him, after listening to his humble speech, instantly changed their opinion of him. They felt that they had wrongly blamed Mr. Qinghe, and felt very uneasy.

"Mr. Qinghe, you are right, we need to learn more from you."

"Mr. Qinghe, you are not only a top-notch painter, but also such a nice person. We really admire you."

"Mr. Qinghe, please tell us some tips about painting."

"..."

Mr. Qinghe couldn't help but glanced at Mr. Zhang Kui, and found that Mr. Zhang was looking at him with that kind of supportive and encouraging eyes at the moment.

He couldn't help but slightly nodded to Mr. Zhang, and then began to communicate with everyone with a smile on his face.

Although he can't paint now, when it comes to painting, he can still speak clearly and logically.

For a moment, everyone listened very carefully, and looked at him with all kinds of adoration and admiration.

Under such circumstances, the youngest son of Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites quietly retreated from the crowd, and after covering his mouth and yawning, he began to look for a place to rest temporarily.

As soon as he exited, he saw Bai Jinli, Yi Shu and the others sitting there at a glance, and couldn't help but walked over.

(End of this chapter)