Chapter 412: Have you awakened any strange attributes?
However, Li Yuan then thought about it and realized that this was normal. Who would let others have the capital to show off?
If it were me, with this level when I was young, I might have been so crazy that I couldn't find the north.
When Yan Liben heard this, he couldn't help but stand in awe.
understood!
No wonder people are able to innovate and create new ideas at such a young age. This spirit of striving for excellence, this creative spirit of setting strict demands on oneself and never being satisfied is far beyond what I can match.
Thinking of this, I bowed deeply.
"Master Hou, you are so humble. Your painting skills have reached the level of a master who is innovating from the old and bringing forth the new."
I can go to you, you -
Wang Zi'an didn't finish vomiting, and a look of dumbfounding appeared on his face.
The moment Yan Liben finished speaking, a tingling feeling of familiarity swept through his body again. A vast amount of painting experience, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, various painting techniques and schools, poured into his mind like an enlightenment.
A master painter, he became——
"Ahem, this——"
Wang Zi'an sighed helplessly.
I also want to keep a low profile, but my talent doesn’t allow him to do so——
"Lao Yan, look at your potential, throw away that thing in your hand. If you really like it, I'll draw another one -"
Yan Liben couldn't help but perked up after hearing this.
Is this finally serious?
"Come on, Lord Marquis, let me help you stretch out the paper -"
Yan Liben said and quickly grabbed it, then put the torn paper ball in his hand into his long sleeve with lightning speed.
It is impossible to throw it away, and it is impossible to throw it away even if it is beaten to death.
Wang Zi'an couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, this bitch, are you trying to preserve my dark history?
Forget it, there's no signature on it anyway.
Wang Zi'an looked at the sky and pretended not to notice his little move.
This time, as soon as I got the Wang Zi'an charcoal strip pen, I felt something different.
My mind was empty, my energy was concentrated, and I could feel the thousands of techniques slowly flowing through my heart. The charcoal pen was as familiar as my own arm.
This time, even Yan Liben, Li Yuan, Pei Ji and others noticed something was different and immediately raised their expressions.
Wang Zi'an ignored them and completely devoted himself to creation.
It is still the Tang Dynasty version of "Tao" with added clothes. Without clothes, I would be afraid of shocking the world and being beaten to death by people of this era...
Yan Liben was immediately shocked.
The graceful lines, the perfect proportions, the exquisite composition, and the texture of the skin are as natural as an antelope hanging its horns.
horrible!
This is the true level of the Marquis of Chang'an!
It’s true, this is the master!
I said that I felt a little awkward just now, and I always felt that something was wrong. It turned out that I was hiding my clumsiness just now, trying to take care of my own emotions, and trying to localize myself without leaving any trace.
move!
The Marquis of Chang'an was so kind. He took great pains to take care of himself and enlighten himself.
After an unknown amount of time, the prince put away the charcoal strips with peace of mind and contentment, and looked at the work on the paper with a dazed look in his eyes.
It’s so beautiful, I’m so awesome——
Wang Zi'an breathed a sigh of relief and gently put the pen aside, before he straightened up.
I heard a pop behind me.
Looking back, Yan Liben knelt down directly——
"Student Yan Liben wants to study under the Marquis, and I sincerely ask the Marquis to make it happen——"
As he said this, he couldn't even kneel down.
Wang Zi’an:……
Ah, this——
Your qualifications are a bit lacking.
Wang Zi'an glanced at Yan Liben lying on the ground with some disgust.
Although he is also a prime minister, it seems that he did not become prime minister until he was sixty or seventy years old, and he is still a prime minister - listen to your taste, is this a good reputation?
This is like praising a singer, your novel is really good...
Yan Liben's move also exceeded Li Yuan and others' expectations.
This is not comparable to Ma Zhou, Li Yifu and the like. He is from a family of officials after all, a dignified former doctor of the Ministry of Justice, and a general who has just been appointed as a young prisoner. Even in terms of painting alone, he is the leading figure in the Tang Dynasty.
Being able to kneel down and worship as a disciple is really full of sincerity.
Not to mention anything else, as long as news of this incident today spreads, it will immediately cause a sensation in the entire Chang'an City.
"This - it's not necessary. If you want to learn, we can learn from each other -"
Wang Zi'an thought for a while, weighed his words, and wanted to bend down and help him up. Unexpectedly, Yan Liben refused to get up.
Ah, this——
Wouldn't it be too rough if I just forced you to lift you up?
"Master Hou, if you want to become my disciple, you will learn not only the skills of painting, but also the heart and character of Master Hou——"
Saying that, Yan Liben knocked his head to the ground again.
Wang Zi’an:……
Are you so good at talking?
You're so disgusting that you're almost on par with that thief in Li Yifu!
When he thought that this was also the prime minister during the Li Zhi period, he was speechless. What kind of prime minister did Li Zhi, a naughty kid, choose?
But, that’s okay——
This matter mainly depends on his sincerity, not because he talks nicely and flatters me so much - we are not such shallow people.
"Since you insist on doing this, then okay -"
Wang Zi'an immediately accepted his three blows calmly, and waited until Yan Liben got up from the ground before giving instructions with a smile.
"Be more careful these days, and I will leave all the decoration and murals in this house to you -"
Yan Liben:……
move!
The master actually didn't mind that my skills were shallow, and he left such a big task as home decoration to me to practice.
Can I live up to my master's wishes?
No way!
"Thank you, Master, for your help -"
Yan Liben immediately bowed deeply, as if he had been injected with chicken blood. He wished he could roll up his sleeves and start a fight.
Wang Zi’an:……
Ah, this——
Lao Yan, have you awakened any strange attributes?
Two more apprentices were added to the account today.
One is the most legendary general of the Tang Dynasty, "a good policy ends the war", "three arrows fix the Tianshan Mountains", "a brave conqueror of Liaodong", "a benevolent ruler of Korea", "loving the people like the city of Xiangzhou", "taking off his hat and retreating from all enemies"
, Xue Rengui, the god of war who was enshrined in the temple by foreigners, and Yan Liben, a late bloomer who was also known as the prime minister.
Although his qualifications are a little bit poor, he is still worthy of being a prime minister.
And I also got two new skills by the way.
Archer, master of painting.
It can be considered a full harvest, and of course it needs to be celebrated properly.
A big banquet——
He also cooked by himself and prepared several hard dishes. What is especially rare is that the kitchen bought beef today, which is really rare.
In this day and age, being able to eat this really depends on your luck. Killing cows is illegal.
Don’t say anything else, just hometown food, beef stir-fried with green onions!
It's fragrant, fresh and tender, and tastes pure. The key is that the ingredients are easy to come together——
Li Yuan, Pei Ji and Princess Changle were used to Wang Zi'an cooking, but this was Yan Liben's first time.
I was so moved by this that I almost cried on the spot.
It’s such a favor to be apprenticed to oneself, and one’s own master is cooking to celebrate. What a favor, how much face, what kind of expectation for oneself——
He didn’t say anything and made arrangements after returning home. He lived on the construction site of Master’s house and wouldn’t go home until the decoration was completed!
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West Cross Courtyard.
"What - Wang Zi'an has accepted two more disciples?"
After Yun Xuzi heard the news from his eldest disciple Qing Xuanzi, he immediately turned around, looked at his little disciple, and sighed with hatred.
"What else can you do? I asked you to stay by his side every day, stare at him and pester him all the time, but you just don't listen. You see, the opportunity has been missed -"
Having said this, the old Taoist priest took a breath and looked stern.
"Now, go right away. If you can't become his woman, then you will become his apprentice. In short, this is the last opportunity for our master, we must not miss it!"