Seeing the strange expression on Fang Wenzheng's face, Mr. Tuesday couldn't help but frown.
He also didn't expect that Zhou Zhengnan had actually seen this painting of a Rotten Keshan man, and could see its details at a glance.
Based on his understanding of the Langkeshan people, his intuition was that the painting in front of him might be a fake. However, Fang Wenzheng was a great scholar of the time and was proud of his high attainments in calligraphy and painting, but he actually saw it wrong. There was no telling what he was thinking at the moment.
How frustrating it would be.
It is estimated that his attempt to get Zhou Zhengnan to become Fang Wenzheng's disciple will come to nothing this time.
At that moment, he decided to say goodbye. But he didn't want to wait for him to speak, and heard Fang Wenzheng say: "My dear nephew, I don't know which temple in your hometown you saw this painting in? I want to talk to you.
Let's go and see what happens. It's embarrassing to say that I think I still have some eyesight, but I might have missed it."
Fang Wenzheng, as a great scholar of the time and famous all over the world, actually admitted that he might have made mistakes. This magnanimity and magnanimity cannot but be admired by Master Zhou. Zhou Zhengnan was also deeply impressed.
"The boy went to a rural temple, and the old monk inside was already over seventy years old. It was only by chance that I saw this painting." Zhou Zhengnan thought of his previous experience of hunting in the countryside of Changshan County and accidentally entered a temple.
I couldn't help but sigh a little.
Hearing Zhou Zhengnan talk about the remote temples and ancient monks, Fang Wenzheng's eyes became brighter and brighter.
"A few years ago, I made a special trip to visit the Daxiangguo Temple where the Lanke Mountain people were staying, but I heard that the mountain people had traveled far and wide and were no longer in the temple. So, that ancient monk is probably from Lanke Mountain without a doubt! I can
Conclude, I'm afraid if
Today, Shanren still lives in seclusion in that temple! Without further ado, nephew, can you show me the way so that we can go and visit together?" It can be said that Lanke Shanren has become Fang Wenzheng's fascination with his superb paintings.
A long time person.
Zhou Zhengnan looked at Fang Wenzheng's eager eyes, nodded and said, "I would be honored to be able to lead the way for Master!"
Seeing Zhou Zhengnan's reaction, Fang Wenzheng felt that he was very pleasing to the eye.
So he casually talked to him about allusions and anecdotes about the art of calligraphy and painting, covering a wide range of topics. No matter what aspect he talked about, Zhou Zhengnan could actually keep up with him, which made him more interested in the topic in front of him.
Young people became interested.
So I couldn't help but start to test his teachings. Not only did I talk about calligraphy and painting with him, but I also started to talk about many subjects of classics and history.
Zhou Zhengnan has been smart since he was a child, and was trained by the Zhou family as the leader of the next generation, so he still has a lot of knowledge.
Therefore, after Fang Wenzheng took a test, he really had a love for his talent and took the initiative to mention it: "My nephew Bo Wenqiang remembers that his homework is really good. I wonder if you are interested in following me in Heming."
Studying in the academy?”
Master Zhou was overjoyed to hear that he actually mentioned it on his own initiative.
He quickly looked at Zhou Zhengnan and motioned him to nod quickly with his eyes. Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time and looked like he was thinking, he wished he could answer on his behalf.
Zhou Zhengnan was happy when he heard that Fang Wenzheng actually took the initiative to accept him as his disciple. But what he was thinking about was that after entering Heming Academy, he was afraid that he would not have the freedom to take care of things outside the academy.
Thinking of the girl who might be targeted by Princess Yuzhu's people, he couldn't help but hesitate.
Is it possible to study in an academy and still have the freedom to enter and exit the academy at will?
A bold idea came to his mind, and he mustered up the courage to speak out: "It is really an honor for me to study under Mr. Sir! However, I have an unkind request. I wonder if I can do anything besides studying in the academy.
How about walking around outside the academy? I'm used to being loose in the countryside, and I'm afraid I won't be able to adapt to the rules of the academy..."
Hearing his nephew say this, Uncle Zhou wanted to strangle him to death!
This brat! Many people couldn’t even burn incense and pray for such a great opportunity, but he actually still got it when he got it!
Why is he so undisciplined? Is he afraid that Mr. Fang will accept him? Or does he simply not want to study with Mr. Fang? If he had known that this brat was so bad, he shouldn't have come to Heming Academy with such shame!
If he is kicked out by Mr. Fang later, he, a second-rank minister, will be completely embarrassed! How will he be able to hang out in Beijing in the future?
When you go back, you must ask your elder brother to teach this brat a lesson!
Unexpectedly, Fang Wenzheng listened to his words and smiled without hesitation: "Studying with me is not about studying to death, studying to death! What I am most impatient about is staying in the study and facing a few stupid disciples.
I can’t stop talking! Being knowledgeable about worldly affairs is like writing! I don’t understand.
To win the hearts of the world, no matter how well you read, it is all in vain! What you said is very suitable for me! From now on, when you study in Heming Academy, you don’t have to have any worries, just do what you want to do! As long as you can do it every year
If you pass the academy's exams, I will not be bound to you!"
Hearing what Mr. Fang said, Zhou Zhengnan breathed a sigh of relief. He immediately bowed his head and bowed: "Master, please accept my disciple's bow!"
Mr. Fang accepted his discipleship with a smile, and then asked him to stand up: "Okay, from now on you will be my disciple Fang Wenzheng! The first thing you have to do next is to go visit with me.
Rotten Keshan people!”
"Yes!" Zhou Zhengnan answered readily!
Master Zhou was stunned by the scene in front of him.
What about someone who is said to be noble and hard to please, and has unique vision and refuses to accept disciples easily?
How come my nephew became a disciple so easily with just a few casual words? But no matter what the process is, as long as the result satisfies him!
So he quickly called his servants and brought over the apprenticeship ceremony he had prepared early in the morning.
Fang Wenzheng didn't pay much attention to the dazzling apprenticeship ceremony sent from Shangshu's mansion, but he was particularly concerned about this new disciple.
He kept their uncle and nephew for a long time and chatted a lot about calligraphy and painting before letting them go back.
When Zhou Zhengnan and the others went back happily, they also saw a depressed Mr. Zhou.
"Brother, what's wrong with you? Are you unhappy?" Seeing that his elder brother was unhappy, Master Tuesday's joy at his nephew's successful apprenticeship was diluted a lot.
"Hey, our family has missed the boss's business opportunity! If we had taken this into consideration years ago, our family's business will definitely be able to reach a higher level now!" Mr. Zhou only thinks about going to several shops in the capital in person.
I couldn't help but sigh when I saw the scene.
"What do you mean? Before and after what year?" Mr. Tuesday was a little confused.
"It turns out that the peppermint oil produced in our county is selling like crazy in Beijing! And because it is such a rare commodity, its value is more than ten times higher than in our local area!" Speaking of what he had seen, Mr. Zhou thought of the losses he had suffered due to his negligence.