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Chapter six hundred and ninety fourth seeking painting(2/2)

That woman's eyes have always been on you, Brother Li. She probably has feelings for Brother Li, and I think she will become your wife sooner or later."

"It's not a joke to say that your parents ordered a matchmaker," Li Xiuyuan said.

"I really didn't expect Brother Li to be so pedantic." Qian Jun smiled: "I thought Brother Li didn't care about these worldly etiquette."

"I'm just talking casually to make it easier for others to hear. In fact, I don't care about secular etiquette. I just want to integrate into the secular world but have to follow this routine. There is no other way." Li Xiuyuan said helplessly.

"Haha, it makes sense, it makes sense." The two laughed.

After laughing.

But Zhang Bangchang said in a low voice: "Actually, I came here to ask for something."

"Oh, tell me, I don't know how I can help." Li Xiuyuan said.

Zhang Bangchang smiled and said: "Of course, like those outside the door, I envy Brother Li's miraculous painting skills and want to learn from it humbly."

"Brother Qian also wants to learn?" Li Xiuyuan asked.

"Thinking about it day and night." Qian Jun blushed and said a little embarrassed.

Li Xiuyuan had previously scolded the people outside the door who were asking for paintings and apprenticeships. It was really shameful for him to turn around and ask for such things again.

Li Xiuyuan smiled. It seemed that the tricks he showed off made people jealous, especially scholars. Even Zhang Bangchang and Qian Jun, who had no pursuit of fame and fortune, could not help but feel jealous.

But this is understandable.

Scholars are also human beings. If they are not greedy for fame and wealth, they will naturally like other things.

"Actually, it's not that I can't teach you this painting technique, it's just that it's very difficult to achieve the finishing touch." Li Xiuyuan put away his smile and said seriously.

"What's the difficulty?" Zhang Bangchang asked.

Li Xiuyuan asked: "Do you two know your talent?"

Qian Jun shook his head.

Zhang Bangchang likes to record things about gods and ghosts. He said: "The color is like colorful brocade, and the shape is like clouds. It is hidden in the body, sprouts from the top of the head, or becomes a golden pheasant, or a phoenix bird, and so on.

, this is talent.”

"That's more or less the meaning. Talent is the most direct reflection of a scholar's accumulated knowledge. It's just that this talent can be seen by ghosts and gods, but not by ordinary people." Li Xiuyuan moved his hand casually, and an ink pen appeared in his hand.

This ink pen emits colorful light, which is so dazzling that even mortals can see it.

"Only when your talents are condensed into ink pens can you achieve spiritual enlightenment through painting. If you cannot reach this point, you will not be able to penetrate spirituality. To reach this point, talent, talent, and hard work are all indispensable." Li

Xiu Yuan said: "I also had a chance and took advantage of it to have such an ink pen. But because I got it improperly, I am ashamed to show off my painting skills in front of others."

"If I hadn't been riding a tiger to get justice for Gao Fan that day, I wouldn't have displayed such a skill that is not accepted by the world."

"Brother Li, if we want to reach this point, do we have any hope in this life?" Qian Jun looked at the shining ink pen and felt a shiver in his heart. Knowing his own weight, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Li Xiuyuan smiled and said: "So what if we reach this point? It's not just about painting a few landscape paintings. Is it to benefit the country, the people, or ourselves? Both of them are Jinshi, and they will definitely be officials in the future, governing one place and benefiting the people there.

Isn’t this as important as a painting? Why waste your life on this?”

After hearing this, the two of them fell into deep thought, then stood up in awe, bowed and bowed.

"Brother Li's words are like a wake-up call. We have learned a lesson."
Chapter completed!
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