meaning of aurora

Chapter 16

Meng Xinzhi and Zong Yi chatted as nonchalantly as possible.

This is the best way Meng Xinzhi can think of to relieve Nie Guangyi's embarrassment.

The sisters have a family tradition when it comes to trying not to embarrass someone who has a meltdown.

That's why, when Zong Yi saw clearly that the person crying under the bridge was Nie Guangyi, his first reaction was to cover his mouth and lower his voice.

Nie Guangyi cried too much, and when he found out, the two sisters were already close at hand.

Ten thousand explanations ran through his mind.

The wind and sand blinded my eyes...

Cheesy!

why are you two here...

Deliberately!

I'm just learning how to call a giant salamander...

hypocritical!

Nie Guangyi thought about turning around and running.

The pride of the genius architect stopped him and ran away.

What's the matter?

Wouldn't it be over if you just lay flat and rot?

Isn't it just being laughed at by two little girls?
How can it be?
These two girls were not someone in his life.

It wasn't before, and it won't be in the future.

If it wasn't for the trip to accompany Xuan Shi, let's take a look at the "fake and shoddy" of Lao Shizi.

Nonsence!

Why do counterfeit and shoddy products start to use quotation marks now?
Just because that family is called Aurora?
Who named it?
Can you stop being so uncreative?

Nie Guangyi has always had the attribute of deception.

As long as he is not embarrassed, it is others who are embarrassed.

He thought of ten thousand possibilities and ten thousand explanations.

Only she never thought that she would be treated so tenderly by the two sisters.

Nie Guangyi and Meng Xinzhi looked at each other once.

Although it was short, it was enough for him to be sure that he had been found.

Nie Guangyi's mentality collapsed a bit.

After thinking about the reasons for a long time, none of them worked.

Perhaps afraid of his embarrassment, Meng Xinzhi and Zong Yi turned around and started talking with their backs to him after discovering Nie Guangyi.

Nie Guangyi was surprised at first, but gradually became fascinated, and even forgot his allergy to classical music.

Meng Xinzhi was still talking to Zong Yi about the deeds of Emperor Qiangu Yi.

"Did a throne fall from the sky?" Zong Yi thought for a while and said, "Then Song Huizong is quite lucky."

"I have a different opinion from you on this point." Meng Xinzhi said, "I don't think such a fate is any lucky for Song Huizong Zhao Ji."

"Sister, sister, tell me quickly!"

Dream Heart is as good as a stream:
"In the first year of the twelfth century AD, that is, in 1100, Song Huizong's elder brother Song Zhezong died of illness."

"When his brother died, he was only 25 years old and had no children."

"Song Huizong, who had shown extremely high artistic talent since he was a child, became emperor in such a muddle-headed way."

"Song Huizong Zhao Ji is both a born artist and the worst ruler."

"Simply put, he is good at everything except being an emperor."

"How do you say that?" Zong Yi needed enough reasons to be convinced.

"Let's not talk about sports skills like kickball. Qiangu Yidi writes casually, and he writes [Slim Gold Body] that amazes the world."

Meng Xinzhi gradually forgot that there was a crying man sitting behind her.

Both she and Zong Yi turned around for so long.

Enough for Nie Guangyi to leave quietly.

Meng Xinzhi began to deal with Song Huizong seriously with Zong Yi.

"Didn't Xiaoyi go to the SH City Museum to see the copybook of "Thousand Characters in Thin Gold Body" before?" Meng Xinzhi asked: "Even if you look at it from the most critical eyes in the world, the thin gold body is enough to amaze everyone who sees it. people, right?"

"It's really amazing!" Zong Yi agreed: "My sister, if I didn't read the introduction of the museum, I would probably think it was written by a girl, and it's really a bit too delicate. The whole thing is too beautiful !"

Zong Yi sighed: "It would be great if my handwriting could be written like that."

"Really?" After Meng Xinzhi heard this, she didn't intend to attack at all. Instead, she patted her head and said, "Then sister is waiting to go to the Shanghai Museum to read Xiaoyi's copybook."

Zong Yi was very happy, but when he was done, he felt that something was wrong.

Even if she really became a master in the field of calligraphy, what kind of situation can she put her work in the Shanghai Museum for her sister to see?
After a while, Zong Yi's thirst for knowledge overcame the something wrong in his heart.

"Sister, sister, Qiangu Yidi, you should not only be good at calligraphy, right?"

"Of course." Meng Xinzhi replied: "Song Huizong drew pictures casually, and he drew "Rui He Tu"."

Zong Yi searched in his mind and said, "I don't seem to have seen the painting my sister mentioned."

"It is a masterpiece that directly draws 20 cranes of different shapes to life. "Ruihe Picture" created a precedent."

"Is it similar to Da Vinci's fading method?" Zong Yi asked.

"Ah, Xiao Yi still remembers the fading method?"

"My sister, when did I forget what you said to me?" Zong Yi asked: "Tell me, is this the first of its kind?"

"Almost. Da Vinci created a painting method, and Song Huizong created a perspective."

Mengxin's explanation: "The "Ruihe Picture" depicts the cranes on the Xuande Tower in the imperial capital. Song Huizong put the cranes on the top of the beams at an angle that is at the same level as the viewer through the composition of the picture."

"Eight-level angle?" Zong Yi didn't understand.

"Yes." Meng Xinzhi turned on the phone, found a picture, and handed it to Zong Yi, "Did you see that although the cranes in this painting are all in the sky, it gives the viewer an almost overhead view?" Angle of view. I haven’t seen such composition and brushwork in Song Huizong’s previous works.”

"Ah...that's it..." Zong Yi felt that he needed to digest Meng Xinzhi's words.

However, before she could digest it, she was startled by a sudden voice.

"After all, isn't it just that Zhao Ji's personal artistic achievements are very high? This can be called Qiangu Art Emperor?"

The sound itself is not unpleasant.

There is nothing strange about this sentence itself.

The strange thing is that this is a very magnetic man's voice.

The two sisters looked back in unison.

Zong Yi's eyes widened in an instant, and he asked silently: [My sister, what should we do now? 】

At this time, the temperament of drinking magnolia in the morning of Mengxin and falling in the dew of autumn chrysanthemum in the evening is fully revealed at this time.

"You're right." Meng Xinzhi didn't even have the slightest fluctuation in his voice, "As an emperor, if he only knows how to calligraphy and paint, he really can't be said through the ages. Compared with his personal achievements, Song Huizong is more It’s like the Medici family during the Renaissance. There is a saying in European art festivals that there would be no Renaissance without the Medici.”

"Song Huizong was hundreds of years earlier than the Renaissance, like the Medici family like Song Huizong."

Nie Guangyi, who was allergic to the classics, suddenly became a classical defender.

"Well, I think so too." Meng Xinzhi said, "Song Huizong created the Chinese Renaissance."

Meng Xinzhi often uses this analogy when talking about Qiangu Yidi with people who don't know Song Huizong.

But obviously, Nie Guangyi, who was temporarily out of the allergic state, could not accept this analogy.

Before the words came out, Meng Xinzhi quickly changed his words: "Song Huizong founded the greatest art academy in human history, and cultivated a group of art elites."

Zong Yi heard this, and began to have his own opinion: "My sister, are you exaggerating? The Song Dynasty is notoriously weak!"

"Don't kids watch short videos?"

It was Nie Guangyi who spoke again.

This time, there was not much targeting, nor was there a bad tone.

He simply didn't want to use any word in the meaning of Aurora to address the pair of sisters in front of him.

"My name is Zong Yi, and the meaning of the artistic conception is not called a child." Zong Yi picked up which pot he didn't open.

Nie Guangyi didn't speak.

He also felt that he was wrong, but he just couldn't change it for a while.

Over [-] years old, always have this kind of habit.

Zong Yi, who was thirsty for knowledge, was the first to let go of the fuss: "What short video?"

"Just swipe it casually, and you can swipe it. If you were asked to choose a dynasty to travel through, when would you most like to travel back to the short video survey." Nie Guangyi said.

"That must be the Qing Dynasty, there are many handsome men in the Qing Dynasty! Fourth elder brother, fifth elder brother, fourteenth elder brother..."

Zong Yi obviously watched too many time-traveling ancient dramas, and had some misunderstandings about the looks of the brothers in the Qing Dynasty.

Nie Guangyi didn't care about this, and gave the answer directly: "The result of the investigation is the Song Dynasty. And it's better to be the era painted in "Along the River During the Qingming Festival."

　I was so excited yesterday that I almost forgot the code words. Today I lost 400 words, and I will make up 800 words tomorrow~
　　I wrote too little today, sorry to thank the lord, wait for Piao Piao to write more and then thank you~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)