The sky was full of white snow, and the whole world was covered with snow.
The woods were covered with snow, the rocks were covered with snow, and the village was also covered with snow.
The wind and snow were strong, and the white extended beyond the paper, giving people an endless association.
The thick first stroke was decorated into the trunk of an old plum branch, with a few vermilion dots on the branch, and became red plum blossoms, blazing and dazzling.
In the vast world, only this wild plum blossom bloomed in the wind, not afraid of the cold, revealing the red flowers.
The trees and rocks were black, and the vast expanse of white snow was white. Only the few plum blossoms were the finishing touches, a touch of brilliance in this lonely world.
The first stroke was the plum tree, the root bone. It was also the spirit of the composition of the painting.
Li Muyang finished the last stroke, placed the brush on the inkstone, and thanked the servant girl who had been grinding the ink for him all this time.
"Does this cart driver really know the way of painting?"
"This painting is excellent and pleasing to the eye. Is it good enough?"
"Amazing … What kind of brushwork is this? It's a bit like the Flying White Technique created by the painting master Xu Feihong ten thousand years ago. "
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Chen Wenting and the other women walked to the table and carefully looked at the "Winter Plum Blossoms Bloom Proudly in Snow" by Li Muyang. Their eyes flashed, and they looked at Li Muyang … The cart driver's expression was much softer.
At any time, talented people were always more respected by others. Although this man was not good-looking, his painting was indeed profound and fascinating.
Cui Xiaoxin did not look at the painting, but looked at Li Muyang, who quietly stood next to Li Shinian after the painting was finished. Her long eyelashes fluttered, and no one knew what she was thinking.
Li Shinian did not understand painting, and looked at everyone's expressions with concern, for fear that someone would say, "This painting is similar to that of Li Muyang in the Starry Sky".
Fortunately, no one made such an exclamation.
This made Li Shinian feel relieved. He was worried that his brother's performance was too good, and people would associate him with Li Muyang. Now, it seemed that his worries were unnecessary.
What Li Shinian didn't know was that her brother, Li Muyang, had fused with the Tear of the Dragon King and inherited the black dragon's memory. In the long life of the Black Dragon, he had learned too many painting techniques, not only from the Dragon Clan, but also from the Human Clan … Li Muyang had used one technique when he painted the peach blossoms, another technique when he painted the "Winter Plum Blossoms Bloom Proudly in Snow", and another technique when he painted the "Winter Snow".
Li Muyang wanted to draw better, so he used the black dragon's most proficient and most profound technique. If he wanted to draw poorly to conceal his identity, he would have to use some of the techniques that the black dragon would occasionally use when he was in the mood.
The Tear of the Dragon King was a huge treasure trove. There were all kinds of cultivation techniques and treasures in it … Li Muyang was still thinking that when he had the time, he would take out all the treasures that the black dragon had hidden all over the divine continent and use them.
At that time, he would be as rich as a country. Even the wealthiest merchant family of West Wind, Ma Yun, may not necessarily be richer than him, right?
Song Tao's eyes unblinkingly stared at the "Winter Plum Blossoms Bloom Proudly in Snow" painting on the table. After a long time, he sighed deeply: "What a good painting, snow has bones, snow bones are in the wind. The strong wind grows on the snow bones, the strong wind is even more piercingly cold. What a winter plum, the horizontal branches are rough and hard, like black stone. However, it was such an ugly branch that blossoms bloomed the most beautiful flowers. The uglier the black branch, the more delicate and moving the plum blossoms appear, making people feel pity for them. "
Song Tao said with a mocking smile: "What can a cart driver do, what reason do we have not to work hard?"
"Third elder brother, your painting is also excellent." Someone said aloud. Pointing to a few flaws in the painting, he said: "You see, his brushwork is still a bit rusty."
Song Tao shook his head, unexpectedly took the initiative to explain to Li Muyang: "It can be seen that he really doesn't look like a person who works hard for a long time. At most, he only needs three to five years of effort — — "
Li Muyang thought to himself: when did I learn painting skills for three to five years?
It was only because after fusing with the Tear of the Dragon King, he had inherited a part of its memory. And during this period of time, he had been training hard, and with the guidance of a famous master like Gu Huangwu, his progress was naturally tremendous. It seemed that he had three to five years of foundation — —
"But, do you remember the 'White Wall Slight Flaw' Zhang Daying? He was the first to put forward the idea that paintings should have flaws. Because people have ups and downs, the moon has its Yin and Yang eyes, there is no such thing as perfection in all things in the world. Therefore, paintings should also have flaws, and a flawed painting is a good painting that is close to real life. The flaws you mentioned, on a closer look, there are indeed some problems, but at a glance, they are another kind of landscape embellishment. "
Song Tao lifted his eyes to look around, asking: "This painting should be of the highest grade?"
"Of course." Chen Wenting nodded. "There are ten realms of painting, Li Mu has at least entered the first realm. In the realm of reality and illusion, the winter plum blossoms are reality, and the flying snow is illusion. Reality and illusion reflect each other, it can be called perfect. "
Song Tao cupped his hands and bowed to Li Muyang, saying: "We gather all day long, and say that we are here to learn. It turns out that the master is in name, and the refined scholar is a cart driver. Before, Song Tao did not know how to paint, I ask Brother Li Mu to forgive me. "
"Third young master is too kind." Li Muyang said modestly, cupping his hands in salute.
Song Tao then turned to Li Shinian, saying: "Miss Shinian is right, even a cart driver in the family has such attainments in the way of painting, Miss Shinian must have many more talents — — I really look forward to it."
Li Shinian smiled and waved her hand. "Third elder brother, I am not as good as Li Mu, nor as good as the sisters present. I don't know anything about the four arts, I only know how to eat. "
"So Miss Shinian is a foodie. Me too. "
"Hahaha, people who know how to eat are lucky — —"
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Hearing Li Shinian say that she was not as good as others, and knew nothing about the four arts, the ladies present instead felt that she was naive and frank, and had a much better impression of her.
When the performance was over, Li Muyang was ready to return to the other hall to wait.
Song Tao urged him to stay, saying with a smile: "It is Song Tao's dereliction of duty to arrange Brother Li Mu to stay in the other hall. Now how can I let Brother Li Mu go to the other hall to sit on the bench — — If Brother Li Mu doesn't mind, you can join us. How about it? "
He thought that this person was using the Flying White Technique, which was different from the 'Sudden Appearance of Spring Sunshine' painting that Li Muyang painted in Starry Sky Academy. And although this Li Mu's painting was also good, but compared to Li Muyang's painting skills that amazed Gu Huangwu — — it seemed that his worries were unnecessary. Li Mu was Li Mu, perhaps Li Muyang really died in the illusion?
Li Muyang, after a brief thought, shook his head. "I'd better go to the place I should go. I'll feel more comfortable there. "
Song Tao understood Li Muyang's concerns, thinking that for a cart driver to be with a group of noble young masters and pampered young ladies, it really would make him feel uncomfortable all over.
So, Song Tao nodded in agreement. "Then forgive Song Tao for being rude."
"You're welcome." Li Muyang gave a cupped fist salute and turned to leave.
When Li Muyang returned to the other hall, the many managers and guards who knew what had happened in the small building had a whole new level of respect for him.
Some people took the initiative to greet him, while others inquired about Li Muyang's background and background.
Li Muyang gave a simple answer, and returned to his seat in the corner.
Ning Xinhai thoughtfully looked at Li Muyang, asking: "You can paint?"
"I have studied for a few years." Li Muyang replied aloud.
"You remind me of someone." Ning Xinhai said.
"Who?"
"Li Muyang."
"We are similar?"
"He is the most miracle-working person I have ever seen." Ning Xinhai explained aloud. "Before he was just a waste that everyone despised, but after studying hard for half a year, he became the top scorer in the imperial exam of the kingdom, and became the first in West Wind — — You know what happened afterwards, he was admitted to Starry Sky Academy, and then died in the illusion. Until now, I have not seen a more talented person than him. "
Li Muyang nodded seriously. "Indeed. Unfortunately, I'm just a cart driver. "
Ning Xinhai chuckled. "I'm afraid your days as a cart driver are coming to an end. You have become famous in the Still water dew, there will be a lot of people who want to poach you with a lot of money, right? Even the Lu Clan wouldn't turn a blind eye to you. That wasn't the way to cherish talents. Such a talent can only be a cart driver, who would dare to work for the Lu Family? "
Li Muyang gently shook his head. "Why do you want to be a cart driver?"
"I like Miss' peaceful temperament, and we have been together for many years in Jiangnan, so we naturally have feelings for each other."
"I also like our Miss Shinian very much." Li Muyang said aloud. "I am willing to be her cart driver for a lifetime."
"Interesting. If your Miss Shinian hears these words, she will definitely be happy. "Ning Xinhai only thought that Li Muyang was saying words to flatter his Miss, and did not want to expose him.
Inside the small building, Song Tao looked around and said in a loud and clear voice: "Green ant new fermented rice wine, red clay small stove. The sky wishes for snow at night, can we drink a cup? I originally wanted to enjoy the winter snow, smell the fragrance of wintersweet, recite poems and paint with everyone in this snowy Still water little building, and drink till we are drunk. But I didn't expect so many things to happen, and I think everyone is no longer in the mood to be elegant. It would be a waste of this beautiful scenery to end here. Why don't we choose a topic to debate, and add some interest to the night. How about it? "
Everyone agreed.
Talking and debating was what everyone liked to do. Choose a topic, use words as spears and swords, and defeat the opponent with what they have learned. This was the happiest thing in life.
"What's the topic?" Someone asked aloud.
"How about I answer the question?" At the door of the small building, a group of people came over in the wind and snow.
The person in the lead was dressed in brocade robes, with a jade crown on his head. His square face was dignified, and he had a stocky build. He said with a smile: "How about 'Imperial power or military power is more important' as the topic?"
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