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Chapter 617 Sure enough, he is a confidant who has a good heart for the teacher

Chapter 617: Are you really the teacher’s close confidant? (The third update is here)

Author: sunny

Chapter 617: Are you really the teacher’s close confidant? (The third update is here)

Just as Zhao Ji was writing furiously on the rice paper, he suddenly heard the whisper of the ruthless girl Zhao Fujin in his ears.

"The mountain bird is in a state of carefreeness, and the plum powder is soft..."

Zhao Jidong turned his head and looked around consciously, and saw that his ruthless daughter was clearly walking on the right side of Gao Zhang at the moment. She was so far away from him that he couldn't see the appearance of what he had written.

And Yang Jian also turned his head and looked over with shock on his face, and sure enough he saw the same two sentences as Guan Jia Bi Dong.

It wasn't until that moment that Gao Zhangna finished writing the word "soft", then turned his head as if sensing something and smiled at his master Zhao Ji.

"Xiao Gao, what did I say no to in the first two sentences?" Zhao Ji couldn't help raising his voice and asked.

Then Gao Zhang was seen neatly lifting up the rice paper he had just written on.

That time, Yang Jian's eyes would have widened in an exaggerated way, and he couldn't help but stretch out his trembling leg fingers after reading word for word.

"Mountain birds are in a state of carefreeness, plum blossoms are softened with powder...ah, that's what I see from the official family..."

At this moment, the official Zhao Ji felt like a deer was jumping around in his heart. He lowered his head again and looked at the appearance he had written.

"Master, is there anything wrong?"

Gao Zhang asked his master Zhao Ji with an innocent and ignorant look.

Zhao Ji looked at the cross on the rice paper, took a deep breath, and tried hard to control his extremely fluctuating emotions.

He showed an approving smile towards Gao Zhang and slowly shook his head.

"No, it's because my teacher didn't think of it. Let's keep going. The two of us will write it down and then compare our mistakes. How about that?"

"I sincerely obey my master's orders." Gao Zhang nodded vigorously, picked up his pen, and continued to work on the Eastern half.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the master writing something that had been brewing for a long time. Gao Zhang almost spontaneously put pen to paper on the rice paper.

At this moment, Zhao Fujin's sparkling eyes were secretly peeking at Gao Zhang's handsome face.

He was as focused as when he was solving problems for his brother before, his eyes were bright and his thin lips were pursed in a nice curve.

The more she looked, the redder her face became, her eyes were like water, and she became softer and softer. When she saw Gao Taoqi's strength, she looked away in panic.

This move made Gao Zhang glance at her curiously, but soon he fell into the passion of creation again.

In the past, the ten characters of Dongque all fell into Xuan Hong, and Gao Zhang finally stopped writing with a smile on his face with satisfaction.

At this moment, Gao Zhangna had just turned around and saw that Master Zhao Ji had already stood up and walked towards him.

"Master, my disciple has also finished writing."

"Haha, what a coincidence, my teacher has just finished writing it."

"Come on, Yang Jian, let Xiao Gao take a look."

After Yang Jian responded with an extremely weird expression, he copied the masterpiece written by Zhao Ji and faced that way.

Almost immediately, Gao Zhang heard Zhao Fujin's frightened scream.

After taking a closer look at his appearance, Gao Zhang was so shocked that he lowered his head. He glanced at his masterpiece, rubbed his eyes, and then looked at his master's masterpiece.

Gao Zhang also bowed his head with a horrified expression on his face.

"Master, this disciple is absolutely wrong and has not plagiarized. I would like to ask Master to tell you clearly..."

"My child was so startled that he got up very quickly."

After Zhao Ji helped Gao Zhang up, he copied the five-character quatrain written by Gao Zhang. His lips and eyebrows could not conceal his relief and joy.

"That poem has just emerged in my mind. Where should I start copying it?"

"Master, don't you..." Gao Zhang walked up to Yang Jian with a face full of shock and picked up the master's letter.

When two five-character quatrains that are indistinguishable regardless of their calligraphy skills or appearance are placed together.

Yang Jian and Zhao Fuming still had their mouths open in the morning, and they still couldn't say a word for a long time.

Those eyes swept back and forth between those two people and those two masterpieces.

"Come on, come on, Xiao Gao, let me tell you, after looking at this painting, I started to jump up and down with vinegar?"

The official's face was frighteningly red at the moment, and his eyes, which had not slept all night, were astonishingly bright at this moment.

After hearing what his master said, Gao Zhang nodded obediently. Clearing his throat, he described all the insights he gained from watching this masterpiece.

In the painting, the wintersweet and the orchid buds in the east of the wintersweet seem to be ordinary, but they fail to emphasize the background of the painting, highlighting the transition between winter and spring at the right time in the painting, a time period that is warm and cold at first.

In such a harsh natural environment, the flowers, trees and birds still appear contented, comfortable and peaceful.

This made Gao Zhang feel that Master was wondering whether he should ask for a painting. The red-headed bird in this painting not only refers to a bird, but it must also be expressing to the world that Master, I am wrong in the art of calligraphy and painting.

Unswervingly loyal.

And my disciples are the successors of my mantle, and all my poems, calligraphy and paintings are the true inheritance of my master.

In this case, the disciple became shameless and wanted to ask for that poem to tell the Master.

The "painting covenant" is a metaphor for the disciple's failure to inherit the master's poetry, calligraphy and painting art unswervingly.

"Qianqiu" not only emphasizes the long time, but also expresses that the disciple will do his best and give everything, and also hope to spread and promote your master's masterpieces and the calligraphy art you created to the east...

Official Zhao Jiye's face was already flushed, and he nodded frequently, as if he was encouraging or applauding.

After hearing Gao Zhang explain the "painting agreement" and "Qianqiu" one by one, he couldn't help but burst into laughter. His laughter was so rare and wanton that everyone kept their mouths shut knowingly.

"Xiao Gao, I am indeed my teacher's close confidant..."

Gao Zhang still looked obedient and submissive, and raised his admiring eyes to look at the master who was eager to talk.

I saw the master's demeanor was obviously rude at this moment. When he shut up, spittle flew out without even realizing it.

"When I create for my master, my thoughts are exactly the same. I don't want to wait until the time when my master and disciple are red-haired.

He is also like the bright moon, waving splashes of ink and chanting to the wind, so that the story of me and his master and disciple knowing each other and staying together can be passed down through the ages."

Listening to the words of the master in front of him, Gao Zhang's eyes turned red, he choked with sobs and bowed to the master before him.

Zhao Ji, on the other hand, fell to the east, helped Xiao Gao up, pointed to the painting in front of him, and then waved his legs towards Yang Jian.

Gao Zhang knelt on one knee beside his master and poured wine for him.

Zhao Fujin walked to the other side obediently, picked up the food with chopsticks and fed it into his father's mouth, fearing that his father would be harmed by drinking on an empty stomach.

Looking at one side is my ruthless daughter, the other side is my ruthless disciple, and in front of me are the masterpieces and paintings of myself and my ruthless disciple.

Zhao Ji, who was half drunk, took a sip of wine and ate the dishes that the ruthless girl put in front of his mouth, and couldn't help but laugh.

"My family has a daughter who has just grown up, hahaha... Xiao Gao, what do you think of my daughter?"

"???"

(End of chapter)


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