Against the sky starts from copying

Chapter 21 Plum Garden Painting Club
On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the Lantern Festival, the Plum Garden Art Fair was officially held.

In the early morning, Lin Tianyang got up early, washed and changed into the new clothes Lin Tianwan had prepared for him. He was wearing a snow-white robe with ink plum dots on it, and he looked very delicate after wearing it.

After breakfast, he put the pen, ink, paper and inkstone into the bamboo stick, and went downstairs to gather at the gate of the painting gallery.

The curator Lu and Guanshi Chen were already waiting in front of the gate, their eyes were bloodshot, with deep dark circles under their eyes, obviously they didn't sleep well last night.

"It seems that every time there is a big exam, the principal and director are always more nervous and scared than the students." Lin Tianyang could probably feel the reason for the two people's insomnia, and couldn't help but feel a little kind.

The students who failed to participate in the Plum Garden Art Fair also got up early, and they were gathering around the courtyard at this time, their envy and excitement could not be concealed in their fiery eyes, watching the ten heroes leave the gate of the art gallery, and seeing Lin During Tianyang, there was a commotion in the crowd, and it seemed that many male compatriots rushed up to challenge him one-on-one.

Wu Xiaoling's love letter is still there.

There was a carriage parked in front of the gate. The four horses in front of the carriage were in high spirits. The carriage was spacious and luxurious, and it seemed that it could accommodate about 20 people. The four characters of Qingjiang Art Museum were written on the surface of both sides of the carriage.

After counting the number of people, Lu Huanyu and Chen Guan stepped into the carriage in advance, and the ten heroes then stepped into the carriage one after another.

Immediately, there was a burst of firecrackers in front of the Qingjiang Art Museum, mixed with the applause and cheers of the students, the four horses started leisurely, and the large carriage slowly drove out of the city.

In the spacious carriage, Wu Xiaoling and other nine students sat on the left side. No one wanted to sit next to Lin Tianyang. Wu Xiaoling gritted her teeth with hatred when she saw his indifferent appearance.

That love letter made her lose face, even her family members advised her to learn painting well and not to fall in love early, which made her unable to cleanse herself even if she jumped into the Yellow River, so she angrily wooed other students to reject Lin Tianyang.

Lin Tianyang, who was squeezed out, monopolized the right car seat, but he was quiet, watching the scenery along the way leisurely.

Today is the Lantern Festival, the city is decorated with lights and festoons, and every household has hung up red lanterns. The people along the way saw the carriages passing by the art gallery, and they all stopped their work and applauded. Lin Tianyang waved through the window, just like a leader The appearance of patrolling.

The carriage quickly arrived at the city gate. Under the command of the city gate guards, the rest of the people leaving the city gave way. The Qingjiang Art Museum's carriage and other art gallery carriages passed through the city first, all the way west.

On the broad avenue, more than [-] carriages drove towards Luomei Mountain in the suburbs in an orderly manner.

Along the way, there are green trees, flowers and plants everywhere. Apart from the horse-drawn carriages of the art galleries, many people also go to the Plum Garden, just to witness the grand occasion of the heroes of the major art galleries competing for beauty.

About half an hour later, Lin Tianyang saw Luomei Mountain in the distance.

Luomei Mountain is majestic and towering into the sky. Today, the sun is warm and cloudless. Under the blue sky, there are plum blossoms blooming on Luomei Mountain. The wind is blowing and the flowers are surging. It is like a pink ocean, which is extremely beautiful.

Among the mountains and seas of flowers, there is a large stretch of buildings with black tiles and white walls, which is the plum garden.

The horse-drawn carriage climbs up the mountain and winds its way, along the way there are plum blossom forests, which are fragrant and refreshing.

Arriving at the gate of Meiyuan, there is a huge open space. At this time, there are already many family members of participating students waiting here.

After more than [-] carriages from the art gallery stopped, Lin Tianyang jumped out of the carriage first, and went to the crowded place. After looking around for a while, he found Lin Tianwan and Mrs. Chen, who were about to He walked quickly, but suddenly froze for a moment.

Wang Ziyan, who was wearing a long pink and white dress, was standing beside Lin Tianwan, smiling sweetly.

"Why did she come together with her sister?" Lin Tianyang was puzzled and walked over.

Lin Tianwan saw him at a glance, with joy in her eyes: "Tianyang, you're here!"

"Sister, Uncle Chen, Granny Chen," Lin Tianyang said hello to his family, then looked at Wang Ziyan next to him: "Miss Wang, long time no see, you look much prettier again."

His directness made Wang Ziyan feel very funny, and she smiled even more, and said: "Mr. Lin's mouth seems to have been smeared with honey, but it makes me a little uncomfortable."

Lin Tianyang knew that what she meant was the previous incident, so he couldn't help being a little embarrassed, and said: "Today's Meiyuan event, as Ms. Wang, is naturally a distinguished guest at the table, why are you waiting here?"

Wang Ziyan pursed her lips and smiled, leaned close to him and said in a low voice: "Young master asked for 5 taels earlier, but shopkeeper Liu only gave [-]. Could it be that you forgot the remaining [-] taels of silver bill?"

It was only then that Lin Tianyang suddenly remembered that there was indeed still [-] taels of banknotes yet to be received. He was so busy practicing cultivation that he had forgotten about it.

"I really treat money like dung!" Lin Tianyang exclaimed that he was lucky, and quickly thanked: "Thank you, Ms. Wang, for reminding that the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce is worthy of being the number one chamber of commerce in Mobei City. Honesty is indeed valuable!"

Wang Ziyan smiled gracefully, and said: "Young master's improved formula has earned nearly a million taels of silver for my Four Seas Chamber of Commerce within half a month. How can I be that kind of person who sees profit and forgets righteousness? But you really don't think about it with my Four Seas Chamber of Commerce. Cooperation, earn a bonus?"

"Miss Wang's kindness is appreciated, but I am absorbed in painting and don't want to get involved in too many trivial matters." Lin Tianyang took the [-] taels of silver note and politely declined.

Wang Ziyan's action of giving the bank note was very secretive, but as the eldest lady of the Universal Chamber of Commerce, she was the focus of everyone's attention. The idea of ​​eating soft rice.

"This bastard who stepped on shit luck!" Many people looked at Lin Tianyang fiercely with envy and hatred in their eyes.

"Young master, I spent ten taels of hard-earned money on you, don't let me down!" Uncle Chen interrupted their conversation.

Lin Tianyang asked doubtfully, "What ten taels of silver?"

Uncle Chen quickly explained, it turns out that the Meiyuan Art Association has a gambling shop here over the years, allowing people to place bets and guess who will be the top ten in the Meiyuan Art Association. Adjusted according to the strength, the one with the lowest odds is often the popular candidate of the year, the strength should not be underestimated, such an exciting game attracts a large number of people to actively participate in it every year.

"Young master, your odds are the highest, 300 for one!" Uncle Chen said excitedly, "If you become one of the ten heroes of Meiyuan, it will not only honor our Lin family, but also let us Earn [-] taels of silver!"

Lin Tianyang couldn't help frowning.

The highest odds mean that the gambling house rated his strength as the worst among all the participating students, and that's why they are so confident in offering such high odds.

"This year's handicap is opened by the gambling house run by Zhang Wencheng's family." Wang Ziyan added lightly from the side.

"Zhang Wencheng, this beast again, if you dare to look down on me so much, then don't blame me for making you bleed!" Lin Tianyang sneered in his heart, and took out the unheated [-] taels of silver note and handed it to Uncle Chen: "Uncle Chen, bet all the twenty thousand taels of silver for me, and bet that I can become one of the ten heroes of Meiyuan!"

"Tianyang, you're crazy!" Lin Tianwan quickly stepped forward to dissuade her, and said anxiously, "This is twenty thousand taels of silver. Even if you have confidence, you can't bet so crazy!"

Uncle Chen was also terrified, and said, "Young master, this is too much. If you lose, you won't be able to get back even a tael of silver!"

"Don't worry, I'm sure!" Lin Tianyang said confidently, "As long as I become one of the ten heroes of Meiyuan, this can turn into 60 taels of silver. You just have to have confidence in me." !"

One million taels of silver!

Lin Tianwan and Chen Bo looked at each other, feeling terrified, they have worked hard to run the piano shop for ten years, and they have never seen so much money in ten years of operation.

"Uncle Chen, don't think about it, hurry up and place a bet for me, I won't lose!" Lin Tianyang urged again.

"It's rare that Mr. Lin is so upbeat, so I will also bet with him. Uncle Chen, you can also bet [-] taels of silver for me. You bet that Mr. Lin can become one of the ten heroes of Meiyuan." Wang Ziyan said with a smile on her face. He also handed over [-] taels of silver notes.

Holding the 4 taels of silver note in Chen Bo's hand at this moment, he felt it was as heavy as a mountain. When he thought that if Lin Tianyang did not become one of the ten heroes of Meiyuan, the 4 taels of silver note would turn into a cloud of smoke, he was so frightened that his whole body trembled. trembling.

Lin Tianwan and Mrs. Chen tried their best to persuade them, but Lin Tianyang and Wang Ziyan insisted on their attitudes. After arguing for a long time, Uncle Chen still trembled and ran to place a bet.

"Mr. Lin, I've placed such a heavy stake on you, don't let me down." Wang Ziyan said.

Lin Tianyang patted his chest: "Don't worry, I've decided on the ten heroes of Meiyuan, you just wait to count the money!"

He is a top-grade painter who is enlightened, and holds the Tiansheng illustrated book in his hand. If he can't even get the ten heroes of Meiyuan, then he might as well die!
"Zhang Wencheng, I'm sure you'll bleed a lot this time, let's see if you dare to brag!" Lin Tianyang was overjoyed when he thought of the scene where Zhang Wencheng vomited blood.

After chatting with Lin Tianwan and Wang Ziyan for a while, a bell rang in the plum garden, and it was time for everyone in the gallery to enter.

"Sister, Miss Wang, I'll go in first!" Lin Tianyang bid farewell to the two.

"Tianyang, work hard! My sister is waiting for you outside!" Lin Tianwan ordered loudly, very nervous.

Wang Ziyan also encouraged her, and returned to the carriage of the Universal Chamber of Commerce. She is a distinguished guest and can drive in through the side door.

Lin Tianyang returned to the queue of Qingjiang Art Museum, followed Lu Huanyu and Chen Guanshi at the end of the queue for entering the park, and slowly moved forward.

There are heavy guards in front of the gate of Meiyuan, and everyone's tokens are carefully and strictly checked. There are more than 300 students participating in the meeting this time, including the accompanying museum owners and teachers. After half an hour, the people of Qingjiang Art Museum entered the garden through the front gate of the plum garden.

Behind the door is an open square, with a straight and wide avenue in the middle, leading directly to the majestic hall in front of the square. On both sides of the avenue, brass incense burners are placed in an orderly manner, and smoke is rising. Go ahead, stand in front of the main hall and wait, the last ones in the Qingjiang Art Gallery are naturally the last ones in line.

At the Meiyuan Art Fair over the years, the Qingjiang Art Gallery has lost its name to Sun Shan, and no one has ever been selected as the top ten in the Meiyuan Art Gallery. Therefore, compared with other art galleries, Wu Xiaoling and others always feel inferior, and dare not speak out along the way. No sound.

Only Lin Tianyang was unaware of the surprised gazes of others, and stood at the end of the line looking up at the white stone statue standing in front of the main hall.

The statue is a middle-aged man with a white robe like snow, holding a seven-star ink pen in his hand, and stepping on colorful flowing clouds. The extremely detailed carving is amazing, and the whole statue looks elegant and dusty.

"Master Hua Sheng, you are much prettier than this statue." Lin Tianyang joked to Wu Daozi in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The statue in front of the main hall is carved exactly like the painting saint Wu Daozi.

Saints of painting are admired all over the world. Whenever there is a grand meeting of Taoism of painting, there must be a ritual of paying homage to saints of painting, which means to praise the merits of saints of painting and carry forward the spirit of Taoism.

Wu Daozi heard his teasing, and quickly responded: "If someone makes a statue for you, it must be much cuter than you."

Lin Tianyang was at a loss for words for a moment, and Master Huasheng seemed to have become a little naughty under his influence?
After the participating students stood in line, a group of people walked out of the hall, led by three old men, all dressed in white robes, walking slowly in front of the statue of Huasheng.

The faces of the three old men were calm, not angry and mighty, and the brilliance in their deep eyes shone even brighter under the clear sunlight, and a gushing majesty enveloped the audience.

There were a lot of painters in the field, Lin Tianyang did not dare to use his mental power to perceive the realm of the three old men, but he could feel that the cultivation base of the three old men was unfathomable just by looking at them from a distance.

"The time has come, all living beings pay homage to the painting saint!"

The old man in the middle opened his mouth loudly, and the sound shook the whole field.

Everyone in the square knelt on the ground.

"Worship the saint of painting, and the painting will be lucky!"

"Second homage to the painting saint, bless all beings!"

"Three homage to the painting saint, the Dao of painting flourishes!"

In the play, the old man shouted three times and took the lead in bowing, and everyone in the audience bowed three times in succession.

After paying homage to the saint of painting, the owner of the painting gallery and the teacher left the venue one after another, leaving only the students participating in the meeting.

The old man in the center waved his hand, and more than [-] sets of yellow wooden tables and chairs suddenly appeared on the blank square, as if someone had carefully arranged them here, which immediately elicited exclamations from the audience.

"The universe in the painting, this old man is actually a painter of the Hollow Realm!"

Lin Tianyang's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help admiring the old man in the middle.

After a painter is promoted to the realm of the void, he can break the limitation of the space of heaven and earth and form a realm of his own in the void. The higher the realm, the larger the space of the painting realm. Above the middle grade of the hole!
Dongxu Middle Grade, even in the entire Baisheng Dynasty, is a top master. Lin Tianyang did not expect that a Plum Garden Painting Fair would allow him to see a living fairy!
Although he had already met Wu Daozi, the strongest painting saint in the past ten thousand years, Wu Daozi had already lost all his supernatural powers. In terms of methods, he was far inferior to the shock brought to him by this old man in the hole!

Lin Tianyang just muttered silently in his heart, but didn't make a sound, so Wu Daozi in the sea of ​​knowledge didn't know that he was despised again...

After the examination room was set up, more than [-] students began to draw lots. After Lin Tianyang finished drawing seats, he sat down quietly, arranged pens, inks, papers and inkstones neatly on the table, and waited for the examination to begin.

Outside the gate of the plum garden, at the opening gambling booth, Steward Zhou hurriedly walked towards the Zhang family's carriage after a few explanations, with panic on his face.

"My lord, something is wrong!" Steward Zhou looked at Zhang Wencheng, who was drinking tea leisurely in the carriage, with an anxious tone.

Zhang Wencheng put down the teacup in his hand, frowned and said, "Why are you so panicked?"

Steward Zhou said nervously: "Just now, my subordinates reported to me that Lin Tianyang and Wang Ziyan placed a heavy bet of 4 taels of silver, betting that Lin Tianyang could become one of the ten heroes of Meiyuan!"

"4 taels? It seems that the rumors that Wang Ziyan took care of him are quite credible, and it's cheaper for this kid," Zhang Wencheng said with a calm expression, "Since they want to give money, we'll go ahead, why bother?" So flustered."

Butler Zhou said anxiously: "But in case Lin Tianyang really becomes one of the ten heroes of Meiyuan, we will have to pay 120 million taels of silver!"

It's no wonder that Housekeeper Zhou was so flustered. With the financial resources of the Zhang family, taking out more than 100 million taels of silver is not too painful, but it is definitely not easy.

Zhang Wencheng was confident, and said calmly: "Do you think that a waste like Lin Tianyang can become one of the ten heroes of Meiyuan? The end of the Meiyuan Art Fair is a contest between painters. You want to tell me that this waste is in In less than half a month, you have already become a painter? Stop worrying about the sky, and step down!"

Seeing that he was not in a hurry, Steward Zhou knew that he was not paying attention, so he gritted his teeth and retreated angrily.

"Huh, Lin Tianyang, you really don't know how to live and die, do you really think that my Zhang family's money is so easy to earn?" Zhang Wencheng slowly picked up the teacup, and sneered: "4 taels of silver, I will definitely let you spend nothing. Return!"

(End of this chapter)