Li Qi was stunned for a moment, then realized. He remembered that at the first-year banquet, Song Huizong had mentioned to him that he wanted to give him a disciple. At that time, he thought that Song Huizong was not awake yet and was just talking casually, so
He didn't take it seriously, and he never thought that Song Huizong really planned to give him a disciple.
He really doesn't have much interest in painting, and he can't paint a few paintings all year round, let alone accept any apprentices. Isn't he looking for something to do for himself? But this is the emperor himself speaking, even if he doesn't want to,
That can only be accepted.
Soon, someone came in from outside.
No way. Get a madman to be my apprentice.
When Li Qi saw the man, he was so surprised that he almost bit his tongue.
The visitor was a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties, with disheveled hair, disheveled clothes, bloodshot eyes, and a good goatee that was almost turned into a beard.
This is nothing but crazy.
Song Huizong was also surprised and said displeasedly: "Zhengdao, what did you do today and how did you end up like this?" He paid more attention to appearance, but he did not blame this person, which shows that he valued this person.
What a favor.
The man himself was stunned for a moment. He looked up and down at his outfit. He immediately reacted and hurriedly arranged his hair and clothes. He said sarcastically: "Back to the emperor, Wei Chen was in a hurry to go out and forgot to tidy up. Please ask me."
Your Majesty, forgive me."
Can you forget this? Damn, I'm so anxious, I might as well not come here.
Li Qi looked at this man, his eyes turned red and his heart was broken.
Song Huizong frowned slightly, but did not go into details and said: "I asked you to come in the morning, why did you come at this time? I almost forgot about you."
The man smiled silly and said: "Wei Chen was painting at home today and forgot about the time."
"You, you."
Song Huizong shook his head helplessly, pointed at Li Qi, and said: "This is Li Qi. Haven't you always wanted to worship him as your teacher?"
When the man heard this, his eyes flashed. He turned to look at Li Qi and saw that he was so young. He was slightly startled and asked, "Are you the cook who created the sketch?"
Li Qi looked at his expression as if he was about to eat someone. He was so frightened that he unconsciously took a step back, nodded and said, "I wonder what my lord has to say?"
"Don't dare to take it, don't dare to take it."
The man shook his head and saluted: "My surname is Zhang and my first name is Zeduan. I sincerely ask Master Li to accept me as his disciple."
"Zhang Zeduan."
Li Qi read it in a low voice, then suddenly looked shocked, raised his trembling hand, pointed at the man and said: "What? Are you Zhang Zeduan?"
Wang Zhongling's expression darkened and he said, "Li Qi, you are too rude. How could you call Bachelor Zhang by his first name?"
Song Huizong waved his hand and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if the master calls the disciple by his name."
Li Qi was staring at the lunatic with his eyes fixed on him. He didn't hear what they said at all.
Zhang Zeduan was dumbfounded when he saw Li Qi's frightened look, and said blankly: "Master Li, do you know me?"
Li Qi was slightly startled, but still couldn't believe that the half-mad man in front of him was the great painter Zhang Zeduan. Without answering, he asked: "Are you the Zhang Zeduan who painted Along the River During the Qingming Festival?"
Before Zhang Zeduan could answer, Song Huizong suddenly said: "Huh? How do you know the Scene Along the River During the Qingming Festival?"
As soon as these words came out, Li Qi was convinced. It seems that no matter in later generations or now, great artists are so free and easy. He said: "Well... ordinary people also heard it from others."
When he spoke, his back was already wet. The pressure was so heavy that he could hardly breathe. He was so half-hearted that he accepted the great painter Zhang Zeduan as his disciple? Isn't this misleading?
Song Huizong smiled and said: "Then are you satisfied with this apprentice?"
"This, with my little ability, I don't dare to accept Grand Master Zhang as my disciple."
Li Qi looked embarrassed.
Zhang Zeduan thought he was unwilling. After all, the bullshit rules passed down from family and ancestors are popular these days. He said: "Master Li, please don't say that. Zhang is ashamed. He has taught himself painting for more than 20 years and thinks he doesn't care."
Painting portraits of people, vegetation and livestock is all considered to be the pinnacle of excellence. I never thought that after I went to the Grand Master's Mansion to see Master Li's paintings, I realized that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky beyond the sky. Master Li is still young, but his painting skills have already improved.
It is several times higher than Zhang, Zhang is really ashamed."
My painting skills are better than yours? Are you trying to insult me? Boss, stop playing with me.
Li Qi had a strange look on his face, why: "Master Zhang, it's not that I don't want to accept you as a disciple, it's just that I'm afraid that I won't be able to teach you well and will delay your future. If you want to learn cooking, I can
Give me some pointers."
Song Huizong laughed and scolded: "You kid, you want me, a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy, to learn cooking from you. It's really unreasonable."
Li Qiqian laughed a few times and said, "Your Majesty, isn't the grass and trees a joke?"
Zhang Zeduan said hurriedly: "No, no, no, if I can be your disciple, I will be lucky. To tell you the truth, since I saw your sketch, Zhang has not eaten or slept, and has been thinking at home all day long. It is a pity that Zhang
You are stupid and failed to understand the key. Alas, Master Li, please accept Zhang as your disciple."
"Zhengdao, don't worry, I have already made the decision for you. If he doesn't accept it, he has to accept it." Song Huizong said and glanced sideways at Li Qi.
Sweat! You are too overbearing. Even if you are a monster, you can't just accept it.
Li Qi had a depressed look on his face, and when he saw Zhang Zeduan's legs were trembling, it seemed that as long as Li Qi nodded, he would kneel down and worship as his master, and said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, look at the age difference between me and Academician Zhang.
Isn’t it inappropriate to accept him as a disciple? Otherwise, there is no need for Academician Zhang to become my teacher. Doesn’t he want to learn sketching? Then I can just teach him. Do you think that’s okay?”
Before Song Huizong could speak, Zhang Zeduan said first, "Okay, okay, as long as you are willing to teach me sketching, I will listen to you in everything."
Song Huizong glanced at Zhang Zeduan angrily, but did not blame him and sighed: "Then let's do as you say."
Zhang Zeduan was delighted, took out a handful of rice paper from his arms and said, "Teacher."
OMG! Li Qi interrupted him and said: "Scholar Zhang, just call me Master Li or Xiao Li. Don't call me Master any more. I can't bear it anymore."
"Yes, mentor."
Li Qi slapped his forehead and said, "Brother, can you change my title?"
Zhang Zeduan smiled and said, "Yes, Master Li."
Li Qi breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhang Zeduan handed over the rice paper and said, "Master Li, this is the sketch I drew today. Please give me some advice. Zhang is very grateful."
Li Qi nodded, and when he took a look at the paper, he saw the dark mass on it, which he didn't know what it was. He was stunned for a moment. This and that were sketches, and they were clearly ghost drawings. He asked again: "
Uh...are you really the Zhang Zeduan who painted "Along the River During the Qingming Festival"?"
Zhang Zeduan nodded in confusion.
Li Qi wiped a cold sweat and said against his will: "Yes, yes, Master Zhang's painting skills are indeed very good. This is the first time he painted, and he can draw like this. It is indeed very good."
"Where, where."
Zhang Zeduan said shyly: "Compared with Master Li's paintings, my paintings are really unsightly."
It's good that you know. If I painted like you, how dare I show it?
Li Qi chuckled and said, "It's because I don't dare to compare with Bachelor Zhang."
When Song Huizong heard their hypocritical conversation, he showed a wry smile and said: "Zhengdao, since Li Qi has promised to teach you sketching, why are you in a hurry? I see that you haven't eaten yet. Just in time, try Li Qi quickly."
That’s weird.”
When he said this, his words stopped abruptly, because the jar that was full of vegetables just now had been swept away by Liang Shicheng and others like a whirlwind.
Liang Shicheng and others were not very interested in painting. Just now, while Song Huizong, Li Qi and Zhang Zeduan were talking, they were sitting on the chairs with their heads down. They kept eating hard, and all of a sudden they were all gone.
Liang Shicheng, Gao Qiu and others looked at each other in confusion with Song Huizong with vegetables in their mouths. Their faces turned red and they didn't know what to do.
Zhang Zeduan was not particular about food, so he hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, I can just eat whatever I want."
Song Huizong hurriedly got off the donkey along the slope and asked Li Qi to ask someone to serve some delicious dishes to Academician Zhang.
The food arrived quickly, but Zhang Zeduan ignored it and kept grabbing Li Qi to ask questions about sketching. Li Qi was overwhelmed by him and was tired of coping.
Painting crazy! Liang Shicheng and others shook their heads when they saw it.
After a while, Zhang Zeduan still didn't move his chopsticks. Now even Song Huizong couldn't stand it anymore and said angrily: "Zhengdao, you go next door to eat."
Mingjun!
Li Qi was moved to tears.
Zhang Zeduan finally came to his senses, responded, and whispered to Li Qi: "Master Li, how about we, master and disciple, have a night talk by candlelight tonight?"
Damn it! Are you still finished? My Qiniang is still waiting for me in bed. Talking to you at night? Go to hell. It’s really shameless.
Li Qi immediately refused and said: "Master Zhang, I have to do something tomorrow, I'm afraid I won't be able to do what you want."
Seeing that Li Qi looked unhappy, Zhang Zeduan did not dare to say anything more, fearing that he would regret not teaching him how to draw, so he nodded and went out.
After sending away this plague god, Song Huizong suddenly said to Liang Shicheng and others: "My dear friends, please go out as well. I have something to discuss with Li Qi alone."
When everyone heard this, their eyes were full of confusion. They didn't know what happened to Song Huizong and wanted to talk to a cook alone. However, they did not dare to disobey the emperor's order. After bowing, they all went out.
Now, only Song Huizong and Li Qi were left in the box.
Song Huizong glanced at Li Qi and said seriously: "Li Qi, I have something very important for you to do now."
Seeing his serious look, Li Qi felt a chill in his heart and asked anxiously: "What's the matter?"
Song Huizong said: "Help me take care of a person's food."
It turns out that this is what happened, it really scared me to death.
Li Qigang wanted to agree, but then he thought about it and decided to ask more clearly, "Who?"
Song Huizong said: "Of course someone will tell you when the time comes. That person is feeling unwell right now. What you have to do is not only cook food for her, but also use your health skills to take care of her body. If you can do it,
When you arrive, I will definitely reward you generously."
Couldn't the person he was talking about be his lover? If I didn't manage well, he wouldn't kill me.
Li Qi really didn't want to go. If it was just cooking, it wouldn't matter. But there was such a meaning in the middle, and the nature was completely different. But this was the emperor's order, so he could only agree, nodded and said: "
The grassroots people will do their best."
Song Huizong nodded and said: "Also, you must not tell others about this matter, you know?"
"Your Majesty, please rest assured, the common people are very strict with their mouths." Li Qi chuckled, but sighed bitterly in his heart. It seems that she is really his lover. (To be continued...)
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