Ten days later.

The tense atmosphere in Qinghui Painting Building was much more lively. All the works were sent to Yun Palace, which naturally included the paintings made by Zhong Yue. However, the painters in the Painting Chai were very curious. Although Zhong Yue was very knowledgeable, his true painting skills were still questionable.

The excitement in Wenhuating gradually faded, and the lecturers of the hall became active again. With those systematic lectures, there were naturally fewer people coming to Wenhuating for advice. After all, it was a waste of time to queue here. Moreover, Zhong Yue's consultation fee was still acceptable, but he could not withstand the daily consultation.

"Sir, today I earn seventy-five taels of silver."

Zhong Yue took a sip of tea and said, "Have you paid off the debt?"

"Not only did I pay it back, I also had thirty taels of silver."

"Thirty taels, you and Zhang Xuan will buy candy to eat."

week:"……"

If all the thirty taels were used to buy candy, their teeth would rot. Of course, he naturally understood what Zhong Yue meant and did not refuse, because he and Zhang Xuan had long regarded this young gentleman as their benefactor in their hearts.

"You and Zhang Xuan can try to go to the Jiafangsi to apply for a painter."

Zhou Yi was stunned, looked at Zhong Yue, and said, "The students still have many problems and technical confusions, so I want to ask the teacher for advice."

"The painting path is endless, and there is no end to the question when you can ask questions. Even I myself have a lot of problems. All we can do is to constantly ask questions and solve problems, gain the insights and self-improvement of the painting path. I think if you can learn all the painting techniques I teach, it will be considered a small achievement."

"Are you leaving?"

Zhong Yue chuckled and said, "Do you think there is any reason why I am at Thirteen Bridges worth staying?"

Zhou's eyes darkened, "Yes, it is not an exaggeration to enter the Taoist court with talents like Mr., but the contemporary saints of the Taoist court are the leaders of calligraphy, and they rarely have the opportunity to add green eyes to the Taoist genius."

"How do you know these?"

Zhou's eyes darkened and he said, "The family was exhausted and helped his elder brother to concentrate ink into the Tao. During the selection of Taoist court, because the number of Taoist quotas was very small, there was no chance to enter the Taoist tent."

"Since you are like this, why do you want to learn painting?"

"He ended with hatred. I want to paint for him, even if I am a little painter in Qinghui."

Zhong Yue closed his eyes and the spring breeze blew his face. He leaned against the railing of Wenhuating and said, "Have you ever thought that maybe he didn't need you to do this? Or change the question, do you want this yourself?"

Zhou was silent.

Zhong Yue glanced at this historical originator of figure painting after Zhang Sengyou, Cao Zhongda and Wu Daozi. Zhou is still too young now.

"I remember when I first learned calligraphy and painting, I was just like you. I learned it for my father, but Zhonglang, you must understand that the purer the purpose of stepping on the painting path, the closer you are to your heart, so that you can go further. You can't live in the shadow of your brother for the rest of your life, understand? At this point, Zhang Xuan is much purer than you."

"Student, I've been taught."

Zhong Yue never thought that he would take an apprentice at such a young age, but unexpected encounters often talk about fate, such as Xiaoyan, Yang Yuhuan and Zhang Xuanzhou. If Daqian's calligraphy and painting world in the future, these dragon and tiger figures would be of interest to the Zhong family?

"Sir! The newly listed Youth League..." Zhang Xuan held the palm leaves in her hand, looking excited, ran out of the hall, shouting all the way. If it were placed a month and a half ago, she would probably be expelled from Qinghui. But now, everyone in Yao has not heard any more. Zhong Yue's prestige in Qinghui is increasing sharply. Aunt Fu can only turn a blind eye and does not want to use these trivial matters to disturb Yao Ningzhi's retreat and practice.

When Zhong Yue saw Zhang Xuan running over, he chuckled and said, "Look, you never ran over so carefreely."

Zhang Xuan approached and saw Zhou Yi looking frowning, saying, "Ah, what's wrong? Sir has criticized you again?"

Zhou shook his head.

Zhong Yue looked at the green bun in Zhang Xuan's hand, changed the topic and said, "You both sit there. The Yungong will spread the holy meaning later. Someone will definitely come out of this Huazhai. Let's continue yesterday's homework to see the beauty."

"Sir, why do you always want us to see beautiful women?"

"Ah? Don't you like it?"

“Like it.”

Zhong Yue smiled and said, "If you like it, do you need a reason to explain why?"

"It seems that it's not necessary."

Zhong Yue looked at the green balls inside the palm leaves, wrapped in light yellow pine pollen, and asked, "What kind of stuffing is there?"

"Oh, these are bean paste, these are lard and sesame, and these are brown sugar."

"Well, you all eat, let's enjoy the flowers and scenery together to appreciate the beauty."

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In Zhongzhou, Lu Long Sword Saint and Dao Saint Zhong Shaojing are the strongest people in this state. Although there are no saints in Yun Palace, their requirements for women are often relaxed. Yun Ni, who is at the peak of the Dharma Book Realm and has already reached the saint, was also named female saint with the recognition of the Sword Saint and Dao Saint. After all, in Daqian, there are too few women who become saints.

In addition to Wei Shuo, the female teacher of the saint of calligraphy back then, and Cai Wenji, the daughter of the god of the god of the god of Cai who traced it back.

Of course, it is also necessary to pull the Yun Palace into the sage of the saints. Although the two saints who have become saints will not do it themselves, it is inevitable that there will be some friction between the sages and chaos. There is such a force sandwiched in the middle as a buffer, and such a three-legged tripod does not pose a threat. This is the idea of ​​the two saints.

Therefore, in Zhongzhou, it has been symbiotic in this way of hindering back and forth for decades. Of course, whether it is Taoting, Jiange or Yungong, in the eyes of ordinary people, these are all unattainable. Even if you join Yungong, it is a good thing for the ancestors to accumulate virtue.

Therefore, Yun Ni's command was also named as the holy meaning.

A clear phoenix sounded from the air.

Zhong Yue looked up and saw the colorful phoenix condensed ink, and was shocked. Such a move was more amazing than the one in the Zhang family's chief manager!

"Transfer the Holy Will of the Palace Master"

The girls who were sitting silently in the painting camp seemed to be under trial at this moment.

Zhong Yue was eating green dumplings, which were made of bean paste.

"We are getting closer. Remember to capture the nervous, excited and mixed emotions of the ladies later. These expressions are difficult to capture when you deliberately look at them on weekdays. At this time, while it is hot, hurry up and take out the small notebook and write it down. They are all test points, remember."

The three of them walked out of Wenhuating without any scruples.

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Chapter completed!