Chapter 1212 With the peerless work, he won the name of Sun Huasheng!
"The painting is finished!"
Sun Mo put down his pen and then greeted him: "Master Su, good evening!"
When they heard that the three words had been painted, everyone rushed forward, but because Su Taiqing was here, they did not dare to push forward too much.
"Finished painting?"
Su Taiqing frowned, looked at the picture again, then shook his head and laughed, and tapped Sun Mo with his finger, as if to say, you are really not a son of a man!
If other painters are born in the realm of wonderful brushstrokes and want to be perfect and leave a masterpiece that will be handed down from generation to generation, you are better off and don't care at all.
What a waste of natural resources!
Others don't have Su Taiqing's high appreciation ability, and they fell in love the moment they saw the Jinling Wind and Moon Picture.
Every part of this painting is exquisite, even the wild dogs snatching food from the roadside are vividly alive, and the fierce aura of protecting food seems to be coming out of the painting.
Even in the alley, the excrement left by the mules and horses that had just passed by seemed to be hot.
Tea shops and wine shops, money shops and cloth shops, as well as tall gated courtyards with green bricks and green tiles, all form a row upon row of Jinling style.
From small things like traders and lackeys to big officials and dignitaries, they are all represented in the paintings.
"Wonderful! Wonderful!"
King Qi was so excited that he rushed to the painting in two or three steps, leaned down, and almost pressed his face against it. It seemed that otherwise he would not be able to appreciate the charm of this famous painting!
The vendors along the street, the jugglers hawking their goods, and the wealthy merchants and distinguished guests drinking and having fun in the exquisite high-rise buildings all have extremely exquisite expressions and services.
King Qi was in the palace, and although he had paid several private visits incognito, he could not always leave the palace for safety reasons, so he yearned too much for the outside world and life.
As the saying goes, what you can't get always causes turmoil, so now that I see Sun Mo's painting, it really touches his psychology.
As he admired the painting, King Qi felt like he was immersed in it. He saw a rich middle-aged man in luxurious clothes, but why did he appear alone in the alley?
King Qi suddenly became interested and looked in the direction where the rich man was walking. After turning a T-junction, there was a house not far ahead.
At this time, the door was open, and inside the courtyard door, there was a plump woman looking around.
"This...it seems like I'm going to have a tryst with Yang outside in the outer room?"
King Qi looked at the young woman and immediately imagined a big drama in his mind.
"Interesting! Interesting!"
King Qi showed a child-like smile, as if he had discovered a big secret that no one else knew.
Could this be Sun Aiqing's intention?
After having this idea, King Qi began to focus on studying these characters, and then he discovered that there was indeed a small story hidden there.
For example, the woman on the second floor was talking to a young man in brocade clothes downstairs who was covering his head.
The young man touched his forehead, and there was a wooden stick on the ground next to him. It was obviously the wooden stick supporting the window that hit the young man.
But why is there something wrong with this woman’s expression?
I feel like a bitch!
King Qi didn’t know that this was Pan Jinlian and Ximen Qing’s first meeting!
Others admired the paintings and gradually discovered some interesting places.
"Look at this woman. She has ropes tied around her body. She must have been kidnapped by robbers. But why are these ropes tied so strangely?"
Xiang Zhao was surprised.
He doesn't know that this thing is called turtle bondage!
"Haha, hurry up, there is a scholar here who is climbing over the wall. He obviously wants to have a tryst with the lady in the big house!"
"It's also very interesting here. This man must be a thief. Now he's pretending to be a salesman and checking places!"
"Here is a fortune teller who stepped on shit. No need to ask, he must be a liar!"
People share their little discoveries.
They suddenly discovered that every character on the scroll seemed to have a story to unearth.
This is awesome!
Generally speaking, in figure landscape paintings, apart from the main characters, the other minor figures are pure backgrounds, but in Sun Mo's painting, they are given stories and they suddenly become alive.
"Hey, look here quickly!"
A prince pointed at the scroll and screamed.
Everyone looked along his finger and found that it was an underground waterway. At the mouth of the waterway, there was no one, but there was a touch of emerald green clothes, and there was a dark man's handprint on the clothes.
This piece of clothing is very small, only as big as a soybean. It is easy to be ignored when placed on a long scroll, but when people see it, it can make them break out in a cold sweat.
Because the material of this dress was unusual and it came from a woman, plus the handprint, everyone could easily deduce that a girl who was out shopping was being photographed, and a strong human trafficker was dragging her into the sewer.
This girl is finished!
Everyone just felt that their hearts were filled with panic and discomfort!
"Sun Aiqing, is a girl kidnapped?"
The queen asked in surprise, with a kind of panic between her brows that she wanted to hear the answer but was afraid that she would not be able to bear the terrible fact.
"You have to see the famous paintings for yourself!"
Sun Mo smiled and did not explain!
Everyone was immersed in it for a while, because from time to time they could see some interesting places and unearth some little secrets.
But gradually, the men stopped paying attention to these, and instead focused on the Qin Lou and Chu Pavilions on both sides of the Qinhuai River.
These women are so beautifully painted, aren't they?
After King Qi admired it for a while, he lowered his voice and quietly tugged on Sun Mo's sleeve: "Sun Aiqing, I wonder if you can draw some portraits for me?"
"Who to draw?"
Sun Mo didn't care. Anyway, his painting skills were at a master level and he could draw anything at his fingertips.
"Draw those!"
King Qi selected a dozen women and gave Sun Mo a smile that could only be understood but not explained: "You know, don't wear too thick clothes!"
"..."
Sun Mo was speechless. I didn't expect that the king of your country would actually like an aunty type!
It seems that there is a lack of maternal love!
"Let me ask you guys, should you turn off the lights to appreciate this famous painting? It would be more artistic."
Taifu Su finally came to his senses.
"Yes, lights out!"
King Qi ordered.
Famous paintings have their own color and luster, so they can be appreciated even in the dark.
The eunuchs immediately ran around and blew out the butter candles. Then, when the six housekeepers carefully lifted the scroll, there was a huge exclamation in the square, and then it fell silent.
terrible.
Under the moonlight, on the scroll, the beauty of Jinling was perfectly displayed. Those characters seemed to be alive. Everyone seemed to hear the sound of children playing, the scholars reading, and the daughters speaking their own words.
Nuonuo voice...
The whole painting is full of magnificent and magical colors. In this Xijing night, it is like a peerless pearl, radiant, unique and independent!
"Master Sun!"
Just as Su Taiqing opened his mouth, he was interrupted by King Qi.
"No, this painting is mine, I won't give it to anyone who wants it!"
King Qi stared at Su Taiqing and decided to keep this painting even if he offended the leader of the Holy Sect, because this thing could really be a national treasure.
The place, occasion, and person who painted this painting can be said to have far-reaching significance and great collection value.
"..."
Su Taiqing was dumbfounded, then smiled helplessly: "I mean, such a beautiful painting without a poem to match it is really missing something!"
"right!"
King Qi nodded fiercely, and then looked at Sun Mo eagerly: "Sun Aiqing, would you like to write a poem?"
Sun Mo already knew that he would not be able to escape, so he already had a plan.
Pick up the pen! Dip in ink! Swish!
The phoenix travels on the phoenix platform, and the phoenix goes to the phoenix platform and the Kongjiang River flows by itself.
The flowers and plants of the Wu Palace are buried in the secluded paths, and the clothes of the Jin Dynasty are transformed into ancient mounds.
Beyond the blue sky and the three mountains, two waters separate Bailuzhou.
The floating clouds can always cover the sun, and the absence of Chang'an makes people sad.
After finishing writing the beautiful iron calligraphy and thin gold calligraphy with silver hooks, everyone in the King of Qi immediately cheered loudly. It is definitely a blessing in life to see this calligraphy and painting!
"The character Sun Aiqing is so beautifully written!"
The queen was full of emotions, and the story about the separation of Bailuzhou from Ershui was so beautiful! I really want him to write a famous poem on me!
If Sun Mo knew that Queen Qi actually had this idea, he would never refuse, but instead of writing a poem, he would write the word "正".
"What a pity, why is it Jinling and not Xijing!"
Jiang Yuzhen, who had not spoken a word, sighed.
"yes!"
King Qi was also very sorry.
After tonight, Sun Mo's painting will definitely become famous in Kyushu. By then, Jinling's reputation will further rise, and it may become the number one city in Kyushu, attracting countless wealthy businessmen to visit and even settle down.
How much tax will be charged on this?
"Your Highness, you can't expect too much. After all, Master Sun has never lived in Xijing!"
Taifu Su said something fair.
"The teacher is amazing!"
Xian Yuwei's face flushed with excitement, and she grabbed Ying Baiwu's arm and shook it vigorously.
"After tonight, the teacher will be a veritable painting saint, right?"
Tantai Yutang rolled his eyes: "We have to settle this matter!"
"Teacher doesn't care about this kind of honor!"
Ying Baiwu pouted.
On the high platform, Li Ziqi, who had been silent, looked at Zeng Gongnian and the others.
"What do you think of these two famous paintings by Painter Zeng, Painter Zou, and Painter Wang?"
Li Ziqi asked.
“A masterpiece of its time!”
Wang Zan praised him without hesitation: "I am ashamed of myself!"
Zou Yin and Zeng Gongnian were silent. To be honest, they didn't want to boast. But in this situation, if they didn't say a few nice words, wouldn't it look like they were jealous of talents and narrow-minded?
Furthermore, even a fool would know that this kind of famous painting is a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation.
“A masterpiece that has been handed down from generation to generation!”
Zeng Gongnian praised him.
"Um!"
Zou Yin nodded.
“Where is the word “teacher”?
Li Ziqi asked again.
"The writing is hearty, free and easy, but also sharp and full of pride and heroic spirit, just like cutting gold and jade. It has a unique charm. I heard that this is called thin gold body?"
Wang Zan stroked his beard and admired it: "It is not an exaggeration to call him a master of calligraphy!"
Zeng Gongnian and Zou Yin nodded.
"What about my teacher's literary works?"
Li Ziqi continued to ask: "Oh, it's Journey to the West and Dream of Red Mansions!"
"nice!"
"When will the second half be released?"
"You actually imitated that eunuch and stopped writing. You are really unworthy of a human being!"
Everyone cursed.
Many honorable nobles may be just arty and cannot appreciate the charm of calligraphy and famous paintings, but they can understand good books, and the praises from high-ranking officials and ministers are much tougher.
After all, these people are all dignified scholars with high literary literacy.
"Then my teacher, can I be called a sage of calligraphy and painting?"
Li Ziqi smiled and asked, "The teacher won't fight for these things, but I will fight for him."
Everyone was silent.
After all, this name is so big that no one dares to talk nonsense about it.
Generally speaking, calligraphy saints and painting saints are conferred after their death, or they have works that overwhelm their contemporaries.
Even the King of Qi did not dare to brag, because although he had a high status, he had no status or influence in the calligraphy and painting circles.
In other words, what he says as an outsider does not count.
"In terms of calligraphy, Master Sun's running script and thin gold style are both at the level of a master. And because thin gold style is original and the work that founded the sect, there is no problem in calling him a calligrapher!"
Su Taiqing spoke.
Everyone immediately bowed their heads and listened humbly.
This is the leader of the Holy Sect, a contemporary sub-sage. In terms of status, reputation, literary quality, and knowledge, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the number one among famous teachers in Kyushu.
His words are absolutely authoritative!
"As for the paintings, everyone has already seen them. Let's not talk about his eight famous paintings before. Even the picture of hungry people in the morning, it can be ranked among the top three throughout the history of Kyushu. What is even more valuable is that Master Sun taught him about painting.
I have taught you a lesson to the princes, grandsons, emperors, generals and ministers who are sitting here!"
"Please remember that the country refers to the people, not the land or money. If you don't love your people, you will be overthrown by them!"
Buzz!
Good words of wisdom broke out and radiated throughout the square.
The top class, headed by King Qi, quickly bowed their heads to show that they were taught.
"Then there is the painting of Jinling Wind and Moon. Master Sun's ingenious conception is really eye-opening. When people look at each character, they can immediately imagine a story."
Su Taiqing laughed: "Your Majesty, you are getting an advantage. If a gentleman doesn't take away someone's love, I will definitely take it away!"
"Yeah, I won't see it anymore!"
Xiang Zhao sighed: "Teacher Sun, can you tell me, what is the story of this man? Why is he standing on a tall building?"
"His name is Ximen Chuixue. He is standing there because he is waiting for another old enemy named Ye Gucheng!"
Sun Mo shrugged his shoulders.
Xiang Zhao's eyes lit up. When he heard these two names, he knew he was an expert, so he couldn't wait to ask: "Can you tell me in detail?"
Sun Mo smiled and shook his head.
"So Master Sun is the master of both calligraphy and painting!"
Su Taiqing looked at Sun Mo: "The book is the book of the calligraphy sage, and the painting is the painting of the painting sage!"
Why didn't you mention literary works?
Because in Su Taiqing's eyes, Journey to the West and Dream of Red Mansions are just recreational works. Although they are classics, they are not enough to be passed down to the world.
Wow!
Everyone looked at Sun Mo with envy.
This is a high praise from the leader of the Holy Sect!
Zeng Gongnian and Zou Yin were so jealous that they vomited blood. They had been immersed in painting for decades, and they were not even painting saints.
But when they thought about the fact that Sun Mo had already painted ten famous paintings, they were relieved again.
Incomparable!
Li Ziqi's wish came true and she smiled happily.
"Everyone, you can do things like appreciating paintings at any time. Can we go back and rest now?"
Sun Mo was a little tired.
"Yes, rest!"
King Qi nodded quickly: "Here, take Sun Aiqing back to the palace."