Royal Master Painter

Chapter 65 Ai Lian
Not to mention that it is a high-quality screen wall, even the minimum requirement of a medium-grade screen wall is not to have any obvious defects. This drop of ink made Jiang Li's nearly seven days of painstaking efforts all in vain.

Song Yingzhong sighed, no matter how she tried, this drop of ink could not be integrated into the entire screen wall at all.

Jiang Greed didn't seem to admit defeat, sitting cross-legged in front of the screen wall, thinking hard about how to remedy it.

Finally, before dawn, after the first ray of light shone on the screen wall, Jiang Li, who had been sitting all night, began to write again.

After smearing on the ink, embellished with paint, the originally dazzling and embarrassing ink turned into a dragonfly!
Jiang Li's hand can be called the finishing touch. Not only did it lose the glare before, but it added a dynamic beauty to the screen wall.

"Second, second pole!"

Song Yingzhong didn't leave all night, especially in the end, this stroke of genius not only didn't destroy the painting, but brought the screen wall to a whole new level.

Jiang Li also showed a long-lost smile on his face, only Diao Kuiguang looked ugly, seeing everyone immersed in the painting and quietly exiting Zi Ze Garden.

After the screen wall was finished, Jiang Li was very satisfied, and when he was in a good mood, he wrote an article in the blank space.

Song Yingzhong wanted to stop it, but it was too late. In his eyes, this shadow mural had surpassed their initial requirements, and it was completely superfluous to write a title painting at this time.

A well-written article on a painting is the icing on the cake, and if it is not written well, it is ruining the painting.

The artist's painting attainments may be very high, but most of the painters' literary talents are very average, so the painters often make paintings and give birth to inscribe paintings.

"Flowers of plants and trees on land and water are very lovely. I love the lotus. It comes out of the mud without being stained. It is clear and ripples but not demonic. It is straight from the center to the outside. It does not spread or branch. The fragrance is far away and clear. The pavilion is clean and planted. Watch it but not play with it."

There are many poems praising lotus in the world, but Ailian is the only one who deserves to be number one in the world. With this article about the painting, the screen wall, which was originally a good product, has more aura and verve.

After finishing all this, Jiang Greed left contentedly. The more difficult the painting, the more he gained. Now that his Danqing method has been cultivated to the upper level of the enlightened spirit realm, it is not difficult to enter the spiritual realm before the Wenfu exam. What is even more rare is the shadow mural painting I have a new experience.

Jiang Greed's own painting skills are very high, even Lu Daoxuan praised him, what he lacks now is experience.

"Song Butler, pay the bill"

"Oh good"

Song Yingzhong took out the banknote from her sleeve, and when she was about to say something, the guard of Zi Ze Garden whispered a few words in her ear, and Song Yingzhong's complexion changed.

"How come so fast"

"Painter Jiang, please keep this silver ticket. I have to greet the distinguished guests from Zi Ze Garden. Please feel free."

Song Yingzhong didn't have time to get close to Jiang Li, so she changed her clothes and hurried to the door of Wutou.

After the work is done, Jiang Li is going to enjoy the scenery in Zize Garden, one of the eight scenic spots in Qingdu, and it is considered to be a collection of folk songs.

The clear stream lingers in the garden, and you can hear the gurgling sound no matter where you walk. There was no river here, but Shi Jilun forcibly excavated the Jingshui River to guide the water of the Jingshui River into the garden. The mountains were actually piled up by peasants in the Qing Dynasty with loads of soil.

Only Shi Jilun, who is powerful and powerful, can spend so much people's power.

The scenery here is also worthy of its name. Jiang Li looked at the sparkling water in front of him, reflecting the bamboo forests on both sides.

"Gentle mist floats in the sky, the reflection of chaotic peaks, and the ten-mile silver pond.

Weeping willows around the bank.Red Mansions and Vermillion Pavilions face each other.

The fragrance of lotus, Shuangshuang opera, and mandarin ducks.

After the first rain, Lanzhi Tingzhou looks like Xiaoxiang according to the appointment.

The wind is light, the water is vast, and there is a clear light.

Painting boats will meet.Yingying pink powder clears business.Ziwei Lang.Xiuxiu drink, and Lexian Township.

Going back even more, and traversing Luanpo Fengmao, this scene is also unforgettable. "

However, there was a disturbing scene on such a beautiful lake. Two small boats were tied together with ropes, wandering with the wind and waves without direction.

A man with no clothes on all over, standing on the bow of the boat with loose hair, is actually firing a water gun into the lake!

Jiang Li was speechless about such behavior, but this is Zi Ze Garden, and the people who can come here to play are celebrities or wealthy dignitaries in Qingdu, and Jiang Li did not scold the public.

When he was about to leave, a small boat floated in front of Jiang Li with the wind.

"There are fine wines and fine wines on board, would Mr. Xiao Lang want to drink them together?"

While working as a screen wall, Jiang Greed didn't eat or drink well, so he resolutely boarded the boat after hearing this.

Although the behavior of this naked man was disgusting, it was still a lie. There were indeed many butchers and jars of wine on board.

Jiang Greed grabbed the meat and stuffed it into his mouth, feeling choked up and drinking again.

After eating and drinking enough, Jiang Greed saw the man with disheveled hair and no clothes lying on the cabin, drinking with him.

"Why don't you wear clothes?" Jiang Lu asked curiously, the weather is not so hot this day.

"I regard the sky and the earth as my building, and the cabin as my clothes. You, my lord, seem to have gotten into my trousers now," the man said drunkenly.

Jiang Lian arched his hands to show that he was taught. If he hadn't eaten his meat and drank his wine, Jiang Lian wanted to scold him for having cat cakes.

"Just now I heard that you have outstanding literary talents by the lake, how about you and I just drink a poem in front of you, and if you fail to do it, you will be punished with a drink."

poetry?Doesn't this hit the strengths?In this era without Li Du and Han Liu, Jiang Li didn't think anyone could be better than him in poetry and writing.

"Okay, brother first please"

"My biggest wish in this life is to collect hundreds of boats of fine wine, put the delicacies of the four seasons on the bow, eat delicious food while drinking, drink a bucket of wine when I am thirsty, and drink three liters when I am drunk, if I can die in this wine On board is the happiest life”

"There are hundreds of boats filled with wine, and delicious food is placed at both ends. The right hand holds the wine glass, and the left hand holds crab claws. Shooting in the floating wine boat is enough for a lifetime."

Jiang Greed curled his lips after hearing this, what the hell is this ideal of life, since you are going crazy, then I will go crazy, Jiang Greed put a flower he picked from the bank just now.

"Dancing while drunk and handing over to each other, sitting on Daihua is always the first. You must know that our generation is extraordinary, and the double wine boat will be dried up in one breath"

The poem is very arrogant. The most powerful thing about Lao Tzu is that he can drink a lot. He can drink up your two boats of wine in one gulp!
The man laughed even more boldly after listening to it, and wrote a Fu directly.

"A wine drinker regards the heaven and the earth as one dynasty, ten thousand dynasties as a moment, the sun and the moon as a turmoil, and the eight wastelands as a court.

Walking without track, living in a house without a house, sitting on the ground in the evening sky, whatever you want.

When you stop, you use the goblet and goblet, when you move, you carry the pot, but the wine is your job, so how do you know the rest?"

After chatting for a while, Jiang Greed found that although this person's behavior was not easy to accept, he was proficient in almost all poems and songs, and could use them at his fingertips.

(End of this chapter)