Li Xiuyuan looked thoughtful at this moment. He remembered that Tianshan Mother reminded him when he was in Tianmu Mountain that he needed to visit that Zhu Shengren.
But Zhu Xi was already dead, and it was impossible for Mother Tianshan to not know this.
The only possibility is that although Zhu Xi died, he turned into a ghost and lived in the world and did not choose to be reincarnated.
If you want to find this Zhu Shengren, this Zhu Qian, Master Zhu is a very important clue.
He secretly remembered it in his heart and decided to pay him a visit when he had time. With Zhu Yu's connections, he believed that he would not be rejected.
But at this moment, an exclamation suddenly sounded from the group of scholars who were painting.
However, I saw a passing scholar who somehow bumped into Gao Fan who was painting. As a result, the ink pen in his hand left a thick ink mark on the rice paper. It was finally possible to draw an ordinary painting.
It was invalidated in an instant.
Seeing that his paintings were destroyed, Gao Fan couldn't help but scream in surprise.
But the scholar seemed not to know and took the painting he had made to Master Zhu for comment.
Gao Fan wanted to call out to the scholar, but he thought about it and stopped. He sighed and tore up the painting and prepared to paint again.
"Um?"
Li Xiuyuan noticed this and couldn't help but frowned.
Did the scholar destroy Gao Fan's paintings intentionally or unintentionally?
However, the scene just happened very quickly. Everyone was commenting and appreciating the painting skills. No one saw the little gesture of the scholar. When everyone was attracted by the exclamation, they only saw Gao Fan tearing the painting.
"Wansheng pays homage to Master Zhu. This is Wansheng's painting." At this moment, the scholar had already sent the painting up.
"Yes, your painting is very expressive. Although the brushwork is a little immature, it is more beautiful in artistic conception. It can be hung on an easel for everyone to comment on." Zhu Fuzi commented on the scholar's painting at this moment, and he was quite impressed.
He nodded with satisfaction.
After all, there are still outstanding people in the capital, and there are indeed many talented people among the scholars.
"Thank you Master Zhu for your comment. There are still many shortcomings in the calligraphy and painting of late students. I still need to practice diligently, but today I have made a fool of myself." The scholar smiled modestly.
Zhu Qian nodded and said: "It's rare for you to have such a humble heart. If you can persist, your paintings will probably go down in history."
The scholar smiled even more happily when he heard this.
When I saw my painting hanging on the easel, there were immediately comments from scholars and scholars nearby.
"Hey, who painted this picture of birds singing on an empty mountain? The mountain peaks are ethereal and expressive. It is a rare masterpiece. It is much better than other paintings."
"This is a painting by Qin Yong, Qin Jinshi. I heard that he has been obsessed with calligraphy and painting recently, but now it seems that he has accomplished something. As soon as his painting skills are revealed, he is better than other scholars. This is a talent."
"It turns out to be the painting by that great talent. No wonder it can be hung on the easel. I think Qin Yong has a great chance of winning the first prize this time."
All the scholars nodded in appreciation.
If there is a big difference between the quality of calligraphy and painting, it can be seen at a glance.
It is obvious that Qin Yong's painting of birds singing on an empty mountain is better than other paintings.
Qin Yong was very happy to hear this, and couldn't help but feel a little proud. He was young and talented, and now he was quite famous in the capital. If he could be asked to paint by the third prince's daughter this time, then he would definitely become famous in the capital on the Lantern Festival.
In the future, scholars will only know the name of their own Qin Jinshi, and other
People are not worth mentioning.
However, when he passed by Gao Fan, he smiled and said: "Brother Gao Xian, you and I are the same scholars. I know that your painting skills are good, but if you want to paint another painting, will you have time? I will be here soon.
It's getting dark, and it's time for the Third Prince to collect his paintings. I'm afraid your painting is already finished.
It’s a pity that it can’t be done.”
Gao Fan immediately became a little embarrassed and annoyed when he heard this. He immediately understood, put down the ink pen in his hand and said, "Qin Yong, did you hit me on purpose just now?"
"Did I bump into you, my dear brother? I don't think so." Qin Yong said with a smile: "The time is good now, you should seize the time to paint, maybe you can manage to produce a crude work."
Gao Fan was trembling with anger, but he had a good temper and didn't get angry. He could only shake his sleeves heavily, ignore it, and continue painting.
Qin Yong stood aside and said: "You are not writing right now, you should use heavy ink here, your strength is too light, and here"
He made a few comments and looked like he was kindly teaching you.
Normally, Gao Fan would be indifferent, but after knowing that his paintings were destroyed by this person, and hearing him pointing in his ear, he felt like a lump in his throat, and he couldn't swallow this breath.
Gao Fan couldn't help but said loudly: "You go, you go, I am ashamed to be in your company."
"Um?"
When everyone heard him shouting so loudly, they couldn't help but stop writing and looked over.
Qin Yongdao: "Xian brother, I kindly gave you some advice on your paintings, why did you scold me like this? Did I offend you in some way?"
Gao Fan was so angry that he couldn't even speak.
Qin Yong sighed and said, "I'm just meddling in my own business. I'm really sorry. I'll leave now."
After saying that, he cupped his hands very considerately, then turned around and left.
"Is that Gao Fan, last year's Jinshi? Are he and Qin Yong in the same ranking? How could he be so merciless?"
"I'm afraid he's jealous. Gao Fan ruined a painting before. Qin Yong kindly pointed it out, but others didn't appreciate it and scolded him."
"Well, maybe I was impatient, so I lost my temper a little. It should be understandable. After all, the time set by the third prince is coming soon."
But while everyone was discussing, Zhang Bangchang on the side also asked curiously: "Did Brother Gao and that Qin Yong have any grudges before? Brother Gao is a person with a good temper. It is rare to see him lose his temper."
Li Xiuyuan said: "Didn't you see what happened just now?"
"Does it mean that Brother Gao tore up his own paintings?" Zhang Bangchang asked.
Li Xiuyuan said: "No, someone bumped into him deliberately and destroyed his painting. It seems that you didn't pay attention, but I did."
"Is this so? No wonder Brother Gao is angry." Zhang Bangchang said.
"That would be fine, but this man named Qin Yong is very utilitarian. He doesn't want Gao Fan to finish a painting. Perhaps he is worried that his paintings will surpass his own, so he deliberately takes the opportunity to disturb Gao Fan's mind." Li Xiuyuan.
Said: "This is an act of a villain, not a gentleman. Gao Fan was deceived by this
I'm afraid I won't be able to finish the painting if I'm disturbed."
"Gao Fan has a good character, which does not mean that I have a good character. I think I should seek justice for Gao Fan."
Zhang Bangchang immediately said: "Brother Li, what are you going to do?"
"It's rude to come and go without reciprocating. He is a villain, and we cannot be gentlemen. Of course, we will ruin his painting." Li Xiuyuan said.
At this moment, he saw Qin Yong standing aside with his head held high, watching his paintings being displayed and being commented and praised by scholars, and he felt very happy in his heart.
Qin Yong glanced at Gao Fan. Seeing that he was sweating profusely and his brushwork was messed up in a hurry, he knew that his painting today would be impossible.
Among the people here, Qin Yong is not worried about others, he is worried about Gao Fan.
His painting skills are superb, but others don't know it. If he were to complete the painting, he would definitely not be able to win.
However, at this moment, a person suddenly squeezed out of the nearby crowd and exclaimed: "Who, who pushed me?"
"No, it's my painting." At this time, it was Qin Yong's turn to exclaim.
But Zhang Bangchang stumbled and bumped into the easel on the side, the painting on it fell to the ground, and he accidentally stepped on it.
Qin Yong hurried over nervously. He picked up his painting and took a look. He saw that the ink on it was completely dry and the foot had smudged a place. No matter how good the painting was, it was now ruined.
"Zhang Bangchang, why did you destroy my painting?"
He was so angry that he almost jumped up and pointed at Zhang Bangchang and cursed angrily.
Zhang Bangchang said apologetically: "Brother Qin, I'm really sorry. I accidentally bumped into you. I didn't mean to damage your painting. Please forgive me, Brother Qin. If Brother Qin has any losses, I'm willing to compensate..."
"Compensation? Can you afford to pay for it? This painting of mine is going to be the best, worth thousands of gold, and it was destroyed by you today. How can you compensate me? Even if you really want compensation, can you afford a thousand taels of gold?"
Qin Yong pointed at Zhang Bangchang angrily and cursed.
Li Xiuyuan came out at this moment and said: "What this brother said is wrong. Before you destroyed Gao Fan's painting, Gao Fan did not ask you to compensate. Now Brother Zhang just accidentally knocked down your painting, but you want to
Brother Zhang compensates, and also compensates a thousand gold, what’s the point?”
"Who are you? You actually slandered me. How could I destroy other people's paintings? Moreover, my painting is the best among this series. Isn't it worth thousands of gold?" Qin Yong said.
Li Xiuyuan said, "Really, it doesn't matter if you don't admit it. Since the third prince's daughter's request for a painting has not yet ended, how do you know that your painting is the best? And even if your painting is good, in my opinion, it takes the top spot."
But it’s far worse.”
"Nonsense, who do you think my painting is inferior to?" Qin Yong said.
Li Xiuyuan said: "Many people are inferior, such as Gao Fan over there. If you don't believe me, can you draw another one to compare?"
"There is no time now. You two are so hateful that you deliberately destroyed my painting and prevented me from winning the first prize." Qin Yong said with shame and annoyance, and at the same time he felt a little guilty.
If you really compare, there is no way it can beat Gao Fan.
"Why don't you have time? Aren't everyone still painting at the moment? Your painting skills are superb, so it shouldn't be a problem to paint one more painting. If you are worried that the third prince will not ask for money, then I can guarantee it. If so,
Your words are better than others, better than Gao Fan, then the proof is your paintings
It is indeed extraordinary. I am willing to apologize and give you a thousand pieces of gold."
"If you can't, I can only compensate you for ten taels of silver as the cost of polishing your pen." Li Xiuyuan said.
"How can your daughter be compared to the third prince's daughter?" Qin Yongyi said angrily.
He is not stupid. If he really agrees, he will definitely lose to Gao Fan, and his reputation will be infamous by then.
Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said, "If you can't prove the value of your painting, then I can't compensate you a thousand gold."
At this moment, the third prince Zhao Jing, who was sitting in the shed, heard the argument over there and asked curiously: "What happened to the scholars over there? It is an elegant matter for a daughter to ask for a painting today, so why are they quarreling?"
One of the guards cupped his fists and said, "Back to the Third Prince, a scholar accidentally knocked down the easel and trampled on Qin Yong's painting, so they got into a dispute."