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Chapter 108 Is the Faint Monarch and Master Calling Me Out for Politics or Art? (Please subscribe at the fifth watch)
Gao Zhang stared blankly at the Hunjun Shizun who was analyzing his heart, he didn't expect it, he didn't expect it.

The Hunjun Shizun will be so affectionate to me, it is really touching to the point of tears.

Thinking of this idiom, Gao Zhang's eyes immediately turned red, and he bowed to him.

"The master loves the disciple, how can the disciple not be so heartless, to repay the teacher's kindness..."

Zhao Ji saw all the changes in Gao Zhang's expression in his eyes, seeing his actions like this warmed his heart.

"Get up quickly, as a teacher, how can I not know you? We master and apprentice don't have to be too formal."

"I was thinking about it for my teacher, and when I was thinking hard, I happened to see Xiao Gao's "Ode to Young China" by you."

"I thought of you..."

Zhao Ji looked at this child who was a head shorter than himself, and his eyes were full of anticipation.

"After all, that copy of "Wu Bei Ce" was written by you.

Come to think of it, no one knows better than you how to use the method in your policy question to deal with my stubborn illness such as the lack of military equipment in the Great Song Dynasty. "

"So, as a teacher, I want to ask you a question, if you are allowed to host, are you sure?..."

"???"

Gao Zhang's eyes widened exaggeratedly, as if he saw God with a stick of incense sticking out of his mouth, and a heavy-duty pickup driving destiny.

After pulling out the [-]-meter-long black line, he frantically turned the steering wheel and wanted to run over his face again.

Looking at the eagerly expectant Master Hunjun, Gao Zhang couldn't help but wiped his face, and said carefully.

"Master, I'm not a disciple, um... Master, isn't your idea a little too bold and radical?"

"Xiao Gao, don't forget, if it wasn't for your teacher's encouragement, you would have thought that you would become the provincial scholar of the imperial examination and the number one scholar in the imperial examination this year.

Is there such a legend as the young champion since the imperial examination? "

Having said this, Zhao Ji, who had been looking far away, turned his eyes back to Gao Zhang with his hands on his back, and his big hands fell heavily on Gao Zhang's shoulders.

"The moment I became a teacher with your duality, I already knew that your ability is limitless."

Me, you... this horse rider.The number one child prodigy and number one scholar in the Song Dynasty, Gao Zhang, who was the second Yuan and the number one, was full of thunder in his heart.

I feel like I have fallen into the trap of the Two-dimensional equation, and I can't get out no matter how I climb.

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"Huh?..." Just when Gao Zhang's mind was in a mess and he didn't know if he should hold the grass to calm down for a while, he heard a soft hey from Master Hunjun.

As soon as he raised his head, he saw Zhao Ji who was standing in front of him, looking at a place with a strange expression on his face.

Then he moved slowly and approached the lake gently.

Following his line of sight, Gao Zhang saw willow leaves blowing gently in the wind. At this moment, a slanted finger sticks out from the top of a dry branch about a foot above the water.

A kingfisher flying from nowhere is standing on the top and looking around.

From time to time, it would lower its head and look back, combing the stunning emerald feathers...

The white clouds in the sky are reflected on the mirror-like water surface, creating a beautiful and harmonious picture of nature.

As an art student, Gao Zhang, who also has a high level of aesthetics, appreciates the picture in front of him, and even has the urge to paint it.

He saw Zhao Ji, who was standing two steps in front of him, raised his hand and made a gesture towards the back.

Gao Zhang looked at Zhao Ji's right hand with a bewildered expression and stretched his thumb and index finger backwards, as if he was making an eight.

Seeing the height of this gesture, which happened to be about the same as his own height, many cute pictures flashed in Gao Zhang's mind, and his expression changed drastically.

"Could it be that... he wants me to show him how cute he is, and let me put my chin up to pretend to be cute?"

Gao Zhang, who is still a child on the outside but actually an old driver on the inside, is wondering whether he should show off such cute killing skills.

Hearing whispers and movements behind him, when he turned his head, he saw the guard with a knife pull out a thing like a folding table from the carriage, stepped forward lightly, and placed it in front of the master.

And Yang Jian also carefully placed a Zihao brush on the tiger's mouth where the master made a horoscope.

Then, Master Hunjun held the pen and dipped it in the bamboo tube that had been served.

Picking up the pen that was already soaked in ink, he began to paint silently, apparently wanting to record the beautiful picture in front of him.

Looking at the Hunjun Shizun who was concentrating on painting in front of him, Gao Zhang touched his head, which was in a mess of thinking.

What the hell was I doing before, were I worrying about the country and the people with Emperor Song?
But the scene in front of him now looks more like an excellent artist who is collecting and sketching in the wild.

Looking at the group of guards and eunuchs who cooperated very skillfully.Then I saw the weeping willows, kingfishers, and the faintly visible mountains and rivers in the distance in Zhao Ji's pen, which are so vivid that they almost stand out on the paper.

In addition to dissatisfaction with the environment, Gao Zhang really admired this man when he was discussing the country's major affairs.

The faint-hearted master who can turn his mind and eyes light up, turn his attention directly to a hundred and eight thousand miles away, and start to concentrate on artistic sketching.

Thinking of such a talented and stupid emperor, there are demons dancing in the court, full of flattery, power officials and treacherous officials who deceive the superior and the inferior.

It is really unreasonable for the Song Dynasty not to perish.Fortunately, Lao Tzu, a child in the prime of life and still growing up, is here.

The 11-year-old Gao Zhang, standing next to the Hunjun of the Song Dynasty who was splashing ink wantonly, expressed his sorrow and emotion of worrying about the country and the people.

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Until the beautiful and moving kingfisher fluttered its wings, the dead branches swayed slowly on the water surface, making ripples.

But at this moment, there is no bird in front of his eyes, but the talented Hunjun of the Song Dynasty, who has a bird in his heart, still continues to concentrate on creating.

Gao Zhang stood beside him, looking at the bird that was gradually taking shape in the pen of this talented and stupid king.

Looking at its head, then its body, and then its layered feathers, even though it has not been colored, people can still feel the agility and beauty of this kingfisher.

After almost two incense sticks, the scenery has completely fallen on the pen, and the kingfisher has also appeared vividly on the paper.

Only then did Zhao Ji finish his brush contentedly, and looked at the painting carefully. This sense of accomplishment was no less than a casual encounter with Miss Shishi.

Thinking of Miss Shishi, Zhao Ji couldn't help but feel a little sour, and a faint sadness rose up.

With a deep sigh, Zhao Ji felt sad when he looked at the lake where there were no kingfishers and only dead branches left.

He picked up the pen again, and once again wrote on the corner of this unfinished painting.

"After farewell, memory meets each other, a few times Hunmeng shares with you..."

Gao Zhang stared blankly at the few dozen numbers, and when he looked up, he saw the face of Master Hunjun full of lovesickness, and his mind was in a mess...

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