Looking at the trackers again, Yun Jing pondered for a moment and decided to freeze the scene he saw today on paper.
"By painting these scenes of trackers pulling fibers, my paintings will be spread widely in the future and more people will see them. Someone will always pay attention to the hard life of these trackers, even if there are only a few kind-hearted people who can't bear it.
If I feel compassion, I will take the initiative to improve their lives. This can be considered as helping them, in my own way..."
With this thought in his mind, Yunjing got up and found a sailor who was a little freer and asked: "Brother, I don't know where I can find larger paper on the ship. The bigger the better, I can pay for it."
Selling paintings on the ship these days, Yun Jing is somewhat famous. After all, he is really good at painting and many people know him. The sailor said politely: "It turns out to be Mr. Yun. Are you looking for bigger paper?"
Do you want to paint? There are two places where you should be able to find it. One is the rich passengers. They may have paper. The other place is to find the captain. If you want to find paper among the rich passengers, I can give it to you.
Just say hello and let me go up. If you want to find the captain, I can help you lead the way."
"I really want to draw a picture. The paper I brought is all small, so I have to find another paper." Yun Ding nodded, and then added: "There are many passengers on the ship, and I don't know who has larger paper, and I am not familiar with them.
, I might be wrong to go there rashly. Since my brother said that I can find larger paper at the captain's place, why don't you recommend it to me?"
"No trouble, I have nothing else to do right now, so I'll just take you to the captain's place. Please follow me," the other party said enthusiastically, and immediately led the way.
Under the leadership of the sailor, Yunjing and the two quickly arrived at the captain's room.
The sailor who brought Yun Jing here didn't even bother to knock on the door. He just opened the door and said, "Uncle, do you have any larger paper here? The bigger the better. Mr. Yun, who was very good at painting on the ship two days ago, needs it for painting."
,If you have any, here are some pictures.”
You are relatives. No wonder you are more leisurely than others. No wonder saying hello can help me get on the boat smoothly...
He glanced at the sailor in his early twenties in surprise and muttered in his heart. At the same time, Yunjing stood by the door and did not move, slightly lowering his head and looking at his feet.
The next moment, I heard a depressed voice coming from the room: "Xiao Fei, why didn't you knock on the door? What does it look like to be so rash?"
At the same time as the sound came, a disheveled woman covered her face and came out quickly with a gust of fragrance and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Yunjing wanted to laugh, but held it back.
The sailor named Xiao Fei said awkwardly: "Uncle, you don't know me yet. With such a temper, how can I know what you do in broad daylight? Don't worry, I won't tell my aunt."
"Hmph, I was so worried that you might say..., okay, you said Mr. Yun, who is good at painting, is looking for me? He is at the door, why don't you come in? How can you treat guests like this?"
The captain said slightly embarrassed and quickly changed the topic.
The sailor named Xiao Fei turned to Yun Jing and said: "Master Yun, I want you to see a joke, please come in."
When Yunjing entered, the captain had already put on his clothes. He was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties. He was at the peak of his life. He was tall and had a stern face. He was obviously just exercising, or he was beaten while exercising.
My face is a little red, and I'm a little depressed.
In Yunjing's senses, this middle-aged captain actually had an innate early stage of cultivation.
This does not surprise Yunjing, after all, people make a living on the river, and without any skills or means, they cannot afford to do business on this cargo ship.
The other party looked at Yun Jing politely and said with a smile: "This is Mr. Yun, I guess. I have often heard people say in the past few days that your paintings are outstanding. I would like to visit but I am too busy with chores. Come on, please sit down. You're welcome."
By the way, look at me, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Xing Guangning and I am a rough guy. If you don’t mind, you can call me Lao Xing or Brother Xing.”
As he spoke, Captain Xing Guangning shouted to Xiao Fei's sailors: "What are you still doing? I don't have any eyesight. Let's make tea."
"Student Yunjing, please forgive me for intruding. The captain is very considerate of me, so I will take the liberty to call you Brother Xing. No need to go to so much trouble. I just want to find a larger piece of paper to draw on. If it is convenient, Brother Xing will give me a bigger piece of paper.
Give it to me, I know Brother Xing is busy with work, so I won’t bother you much." Yunjing cupped his hands and said.
"It's okay. I actually have a lot of free time. If you have something to do, just let the people below do it. I'm a rough person and rarely interact with scholars. If I'm rude in any way, don't laugh at me," Xing Guangning said enthusiastically.
It can be seen from this that scholars are still very popular. Although they are from different circles, they were warmly greeted when they first met.
The other party was so enthusiastic that Yun Jing couldn't help but sit down and chat with him.
After a little exchange, Yunjing discovered that Xing Guangning is also a well-rounded person. Although he is straight-tempered, he has a good attitude towards others. After all, he is a man who earns a living on the river. He pays attention to being friendly and making money, and buying and selling is not about benevolence and righteousness. It is better to make more friends and live like a sinner.
Not bad.
After chatting for a while, the other party understood Yun Jing's purpose, took out a roll of paper from the cabinet and handed it to Yun Jing, saying: "Mr. Yun, this roll of paper has ten sheets in total. Each sheet is three feet wide and two feet long. It is my largest.
I have enough paper. Is it still enough? If not, I will help you think of a way to find bigger paper."
"That's enough, that's enough. Thank you Brother Xing. It's not easy to make such a large piece of paper. I wonder how much it costs?" Yunjing stood up and thanked him.
Xing Guangning didn't take it seriously and said: "It doesn't cost anything. I just gave it to you as a friend. To be honest, I envy scholars. It's a pity that my old Xing family can't produce scholars, which makes people have a headache. So Mr. Yun is determined to
Don’t put it off”
"I can't do it. It's called no reward for no work. How can I take Brother Xing's stuff for nothing?" Yunjing didn't accept it and shook his head.
Xiao Fei advised from the side: "Master Yun, just take it. My uncle is a very nice person. His hometown supports many poor scholars. It's just a few pieces of paper, so you don't have to be polite to him."
"Haha, Mr. Yun, you heard it. It's okay. Just take it. The value of these papers can only be reflected in the hands of you scholars. They are wasted in my hands." Xing Guangning put the paper roll next to Yun Jing's hand and said with a smile.
Although others are generous, Yunjing is not a person who is greedy for petty gains, so he still shakes his head and says: "Brother Xing, you'd better tell me the price, otherwise I won't feel sorry for holding this roll of paper."
"Since Mr. Yun insists on doing this, why not do this? Your painting is a masterpiece, and I also want a pair of calligraphy paintings. How about after your painting is finished and you want to sell it, you can sell it to me first? Don't worry, the price guarantees your satisfaction.
I won’t treat you badly, and the paper money will be deducted from it when the time comes,” Xing Guangning suggested.
He thought that he wanted to draw the tracker's hard life to be widely known, and Xing Guangning had innate cultivation skills, and the people he traveled around to make friends with were not from the lower classes. If he sold the painting to him and showed it to others, he would have achieved his goal, so
Yun Jing thought for a while and nodded: "Since Brother Xing said so, let's do what you said."
"Haha, that's good, that's good. I'm really looking forward to Mr. Yun's next calligraphy works. By the way, since Mr. Yun wants to use these large papers to draw, why don't I help you arrange a larger table and a quiet place?" Xing Guangning
said enthusiastically.
He really needed a big table, and he didn’t want to use pure ink to paint the painting this time. He didn’t want to bother the two masters, so Yun Jing nodded and said: “Then I’ll trouble Brother Xing. If possible, please ask Brother Xing to help.”
How about I look for some colored paint? If I can’t find it, forget it.”
"It's not troublesome. As long as Mr. Yun doesn't think I'm too busy, it'll be fine. Colorful paints are simple. I have one... Ahem, I know someone. She likes to draw. She has all the colored paints. She'll prepare them for you soon.
Come with me, there happens to be a spare suite on the ship, the space is enough, and you can see the scenery along the coast when you open the window. I think it is just the right place for Mr. Yun to paint with ink, please..."
That she couldn't be the beautiful woman you were fooling around with just now, right? Yunjing muttered in his heart, that was someone else's private matter, and he didn't bother to inquire about it.
Next, under the leadership of Xing Guangning, Yunjing and the others came to a spacious suite located on the top floor of the ship. Both the space and the large tabletop were enough for Yunjing to display to his heart's content.
Not long after, the paint was also delivered, and the person who delivered the paint was indeed the woman who was fooling around with Xing Guangning.
After being polite for a while, Yunjing spread a piece of paper on the table, weighed it down, meditated for a while, and then started to paint.
Xing Guangning, the sailor named Xiao Fei, and the woman did not leave. They watched quietly from the side. They were also curious about what kind of painting Yun Jing wanted to paint. In short, it was definitely not the portrait he painted for others like a few days ago.
.
As soon as I started painting, Yun Jing devoted himself wholeheartedly to it, without any distractions, and even forgot about the passage of time.
What he wants to paint is the hard work of trackers pulling fibers, and he will completely present those pictures on paper, including the roaring rivers, the green mountains along the coast, and the heavy ships on the rivers. The most important thing is the trackers who are forced by life. They are the
The protagonist of this painting...
Seeing Yun Jing painting without any distractions, Xing Guangning and the others gradually became dumbfounded.
Yunjing's paintings are in a realistic style, but are they too realistic?
Those colorful pigments were mixed in various ways under his pen, and after falling on the paper, the painting was just like the real thing. The river in the painting seemed to come alive, with tiny water droplets, water mist where the boat was traveling on the river and the water surface, and even
He sketched out the textures on the cargo ship's wooden boards, and the details were down to the smallest detail!
Not only that, what frightened them the most was the faces and figures of the trackers painted by Yun Jing. Each figure was different, and the expression on each face was different. Some had ferocious expressions, some were gnashing their teeth, and some were numb.
Some people are depressed...
When those figures fell on the paper, they were only as big as broad beans, but the details of the cloud scene were actually carved out with a brush, as if a person had been shrunk and placed on the paper. It was simply unbelievable!
Gradually, they looked at the cloud scene and painted, not daring to breathe for fear of disturbing the cloud scene.
Yunjing devoted himself wholeheartedly to painting, even forgetting the passage of time. He had a photographic memory and tried to put every detail of the most profound picture in his memory onto the paper.
It was early in the morning when he started painting. Gradually, the sun rose higher outside the window and turned westward. It became dark while he was still painting.
By this time, the cargo ship had sailed away from the section of the river where trackers were needed, but Yun Jing did not stop painting.
The sailor named Xiao Fei had already left because of something, and Xing Guangning and his woman were left here to watch. After watching for so long, the woman couldn't hold on anymore.
Looking at the sky outside, Xing Guangning asked the woman to rest first and told her to notify her when the cloud scene was finished. He also secretly told the sailors to maneuver the boat more smoothly and slower. It didn't matter, just don't disturb Yun Jing's painting.
The room was lit with lights.
Although he was a rough man, Xing Guangning felt inexplicably relaxed and happy while watching the cloudscape and painting. He even had a premonition that he was about to see a 'unparalleled masterpiece' be born!
Yunjing has devoted himself wholeheartedly to painting for so long, and he is a little worried about whether Yunjing's body can bear the pain, but he knows that he cannot disturb the literati when inspiration comes, otherwise he will fail in his work, so he can only wait silently.
He painted cloud scenes from day to night, and from night to day, and he still didn't stop.
The next day, because Yun Jing did not return to the cabin last night, Luo Zheng and Bai Zhi were inquiring about his whereabouts due to the concern of their friends. They learned that he was painting here and came here. When they saw Yun Jing's wholeheartedness,
He was immersed in it and did not interrupt, but watched quietly.
It is said that serious men are the most handsome. Yun Jing is a rare person in the world, especially his focused look. When Bai Zhi came here and looked at it, it seemed as if the only thing left in the world was the one Yun Jing was painting seriously.
figure.
"For the rest of my life, I'm afraid my psychology will never be able to tolerate another person." Inexplicably, this thought appeared in Bai Zhi's mind. She was startled, and her cheeks suddenly turned red. She found that no one else had
After noticing myself, I felt a little relieved, and then I couldn't help but look at Yunjing again...
Ignoring the surroundings, Yun Jing continued to paint with all his heart.
Two more sunrises and moonsets passed outside the window. Luo Zheng couldn't bear it for such a long time and went to take a rest. Bai Zhi didn't leave for some unknown reason and stubbornly stayed. She even gave Yunjing a meal every time.
The meal was prepared, but Yunjing was so absorbed in painting that he didn't even eat a bite.
From beginning to end, Xing Guangning stayed here without feeling tired. After all, he had an innate level of cultivation.
It wasn't until the early morning of the fourth day after I started painting that the cloud scene painting came to an end.
He actually spent more than three days and nights painting one painting!
Write the date and signature in the blank space. Yunjing not only stamped the name, but also stamped it with his name.
At this point the painting is considered complete.
Seeing the complete painting painted by Yun Jing, everyone present was inexplicably shocked. It was not a painting. It was clearly a real mountain and river put on a piece of paper. Every detail was meticulous.
!
Especially in this painting, there are an estimated 3,040 people, including sailors and tourists on cargo ships, trackers pulling fiber on the river, and even some people in the rooms of the half-open cargo ship. They are all painted by the cloud scene. Everyone
Their postures and expressions are all different. They are clearly a living person, just frozen in that painting.
When Xing Guangning saw the finished painting, he was shocked. The first thing he thought of was that he might not be able to afford this painting. Although he had agreed with Yunjing that the painting would be sold to him first, this painting was too much for him.
He was so shocked that the price he offered was so low that he was too embarrassed to show it to anyone.
"Finally the painting is done"
Putting the seal away, Yunjing looked at his finished painting and nodded with satisfaction.
Then his whole body swayed, he felt dizzy, and endless exhaustion suddenly came out.
He was so sleepy. He just wanted to have a good sleep at this time, and then he fell asleep directly on the table.
After three days and three nights of sleepless nights, Yunjing was really exhausted, although he couldn't call it a hard work. His body was fine and he could hold on, but only he could feel the mental exhaustion.
This painting is realistic, with meticulous details. Thousands of different people need to be portrayed, and the amount of effort required is unimaginable to ordinary people.
"Master Yun is too tired. There is a bed over there. Let him have a good rest," Xing Guangning said.
Bai Zhi walked over quickly and said, "I'll do it."
When she came to Yunjing's side, she helped Yunjing to the bed very gently...
This chapter has been completed!