Wu Chong pondered the four realms of calligraphy and painting.
After chewing through the books in the academy, he began to try to practice calligraphy and painting through spiritual practice.
The first step is naturally to practice calligraphy and painting. Calligraphy and painting are simple to say, but in fact they involve two disciplines. Each requires ordinary people to spend a lifetime to connect. In Wu Chong’s memory,
There have been people who were excellent at calligraphy and painting, but there have been very few people like that in the entire history. Wu Chong wanted to reach that level from scratch, unless he was cheating.
Fortunately, that's what he originally thought.
As long as you break the deadlock, use experience points to upgrade your skills.
The initial practice did not go well.
Without the blessing of extraordinary power, his progress is only that of an ordinary person with slightly better qualifications.
"Brother Wu, come here quickly! There is a shadow puppet show here!
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The voice sounded, pulling Wu Chong back from his thoughts.
The speaker was the destined son of the academy, Ling Zhujun, who was disguised as a man. His bodyguard Dai Yong was guarding the passers-by in the distance, faithfully performing his guard duty. Although he pretended to be a scholar,
But anyone with a discerning eye can see it at a glance.
Wu Chong was invited by Ling Zhujun when he went shopping today.
I am always embarrassed to refuse a favor when I owe it to someone.
In order to learn calligraphy and painting, he asked Ling Zhujun to help him find a teacher. There is no need to be tough when you have connections, and Master Wu has never done that. It is delicious to eat while standing, but why do you have to stand when you can lie down!
In the center of the crowd.
There was a stage performing here, with people banging gongs asking for money, and a few jugglers on both sides.
On a palm-sized stage, two shadow puppets are going back and forth and exchanging hands.
Shadow puppetry is a tradition that few people know now. You can only encounter it occasionally in big markets. The craftsmen in this performance are very good, and there are also ventriloquist masters with various sound effects. The audience next to them saw
During the exciting parts, I would raise my hands and applaud from time to time.
Wu Chong glanced at it twice and lost interest.
With eyes closed, I continued to recall the knowledge of the first realm of calligraphy and painting.
Ling Zhujun next to him was very excited and his face turned red.
After the performance, she even lost a piece of silver. The theater stall owner was so surprised that he came out and said thank you several times.
After watching the performance, Ling Zhujun took him to eat several famous snacks and walked around until the lantern festival ended in the evening before reluctantly leaving.
During this period, the relationship between Ling Zhujun and Wu Chong also changed from strangers to familiar ones.
The initial contact was indeed just out of curiosity, but after getting along for such a long time, even she herself couldn't explain her emotions clearly.
Maybe this is fate.
This thought came to Ling Zhujun's mind.
"I'm going back."
In front of the vermilion door, Ling Zhujun stopped.
This is the residence of their Ling family, and she did not hide her communication with Wu Chong. At first, she was afraid that Wu Chong would be like those flattering people, who would nod and bow after learning her identity. But later
Wu Chong's performance made her more sure of her own vision.
That kind of unmoved look is simply not comparable to that of the flattering people in the academy.
Calm and calm.
This is purely Ling Zhujun's own imagination, and Wu Chong may not have thought of many of them.
Dai Yong, who was far away, wanted to come over, but was glared back by the little girl. Unwilling, Dai Yong could only glare at Wu Chong from a distance to vent his dissatisfaction.
"Brother Wu, let me tell you a secret."
The little girl was holding a lantern in her hand that Wu Chong had given her not long ago.
This gift is just Ling Zhujun's own opinion, because it was her money. Although it is not a valuable item, Ling Zhujun is still very happy. From the moment they met in the academy, Wu Chong gave her a different feeling. That kind of magical attraction
, making her feel like a child of destiny.
'He is the Mr. Right I am looking for!'
Thinking of this, Ling Zhujun made a decision in his heart.
"What secret?"
Wu Chong was speechless. This girl just had the words "Ask me quickly" written on her face.
"Don't be too surprised."
After speaking, Ling Zhujun grabbed his hat and pulled it back gently.
The long black hair fell down from the hat, revealing the appearance of Ling Zhujun's original daughter.
Master Wu was speechless.
Is this still a secret?
"How about it!"
Ling Zhujun didn't notice this detail. She decided to tell Wu Chong her gender today, and she made the decision after struggling for a long time. Because she didn't want to miss it. Brother Wu was so dumbfounded that if he didn't tell him, he would keep taking it.
What should I do as a brother?
"Uh...so surprised!"
The corners of Wu Chong's mouth twitched, trying to show a surprised expression.
"I knew it."
Ling Zhujun looked satisfied.
Dai Yong, the guard in the distance, could hardly stand it anymore and covered his face with one hand.
"this is for you."
After saying that, before Wu Chong could react, Ling Zhujun gave him the gift he had already prepared.
Looking at the little girl running away, Wu Chong smiled.
"Um?"
When he opened the gift, a strange smell came out.
This kind of aura can only be seen by Wu Chong. Although due to the different rules of the world, his power of 'true immortal' cannot be used, but his personality still exists and he can see many things that cannot be seen by living beings in the world.
"It's really calligraphy and painting."
Taking out the things, Wu Chong saw a beautifully packaged calligraphy and painting.
Wu Chong has been studying calligraphy and painting during this period, and Ling Zhujun also knew about this, so she specially had someone prepare this calligraphy and painting as a gift exchange.
Unrolling the scroll, Wu Chong saw an ink painting.
What comes into view is a lake. There is a small pavilion in the center. Inside, a scholar wearing a green mountain coat is standing on the river embankment, looking into the distance with his hands behind his hands. The picture further away is a hazy landscape. There is also a sentence in the lower right corner.
Small poem, signed - Dongting.
"Huh......"
Wu Chong's hand touched the picture, and he felt a faint wave from it. When he stared at the picture for a long time, he would feel relaxed and happy.
"too weak."
Wu Chong observed it for a while and quickly absorbed the artistic conception contained in the painting.
But this power can only be used to light a fire.
It has no effect at all, let alone leveraging the harsh rules of this world and planting your own 'delusion' in it.
"It seems like this little girl needs more contact."
After collecting the scroll, Wu rushed into the carriage.
He is now just an ordinary student in the academy. If he wants to explore more secrets, he needs to improve his status.
Imperial examination.
The legacy of his dead father should be enough for him to pursue an official career.
After you have your identity, try to find out who this so-called Mr. Dongting is.
This is a long-term solution.
Wu Chong still had a shortcut in mind. Thinking of this, he turned back and glanced at the majestic mansion behind him...