Mang Shusheng's Ink Painting Practice

Chapter 96 Same people but different fates

Wensheng cried, and then his tears dried up.

He didn't know what he had done wrong and why he had to suffer such torture.

A bunch of big guys kicking each other in the circle!
He took out his most proud works and commented on them one by one, criticizing them word by word and citing classics to point out that they were unreasonable.

So what if he doesn't accept it?

A senior person said: "You are usually very popular, but you are like a frog in a well, unaware of the vastness of the world. You are flattered by these insects in the well and become complacent, not striving for progress."

"Your talent is wasted."

Wensheng: ...

Zhao Yifu almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

Bai Tianwensheng once compared himself to a frog in a well, which was a satire on Zhao Yifu's "well that was stupid in every way", but he didn't expect that he would really become a frog in a well now.

But this was said by the big boss in the sect, and Wen Sheng didn't have any temper at all.

The leader Qiu Yuzi, who had previously expressed optimism about Wensheng and even had a clear sense of cherishing his talent, was the one who criticized him the most vigorously.

It probably falls into the category of loving someone deeply and criticizing them harshly.

Wen Sheng, who had previously been secretly delighted that the prime minister and the head of the Danqing Sect looked upon him differently, now preferred not to have this suffocating "love".

"It's all flowery and meaningless. Such poetry is like whining without any real reason, and has absolutely no value..."

"The handwriting is good, and it has a charm. However, this charm is weak and powerless. The handwriting is like the person... The boy still needs experience."

"This article is full of flowery rhetoric, which seems to be a show of skill, but it lacks any profound meaning and is like chewing wax."

"..."

Because of all these things, Wensheng has collapsed.

He began to believe that he had no great talent. All his previous confidence was shattered, and he looked like a lost dog.

However, a stray dog ​​is still a dog. He turned his head and saw Zhao Yifu next to him watching the fun quietly. Although he tried hard to suppress the corners of his mouth, he couldn't hide the smile after all... Wen Sheng's look is called hatred.

I thought to myself: You are unjust, so don't blame me for being unkind.

So he hurriedly said, "Elders, please wait, please wait."

The elders all stopped talking with a look of unsatisfied satisfaction.

They calmed down a little and felt that they might have gone a little too far.

Everyone present was an expert in self-cultivation. When they noticed that their mentality had changed, they immediately adjusted their mindset to remain calm.

At this moment, Wen Sheng said, "My dear elders, Junior Brother Zhao is here. How can you only show favor to me and neglect Junior Brother Zhao?"

The big guys immediately turned their attention to Zhao Yifu...

Zhao Yifu's scalp immediately went numb...but after seeing Wen Sheng's miserable condition, he had some idea of ​​his own fate.

He thought that since he was not very good at writing, painting or calligraphy, it was natural for the elders to criticize him, and it could even be said to be a cliché.

It's just getting criticized, he's familiar with it.

So he also clasped his fists and said, "My skills are mediocre, and I was able to get started thanks to the guidance of my master. Even if I had some works, I'm afraid they wouldn't be worthy of your attention."

Let me be frank first.

Qiu Yuzi frowned slightly upon hearing this, then said, "Don't panic, let the work speak for itself."

Zhao Yifu scratched his head and said, "I didn't bring my work with me..."

Qiu Yuzi said, "Then make one on the spot."

Zhao Yifu nodded when he heard this and followed his orders calmly.

He spread out his hands, crushed a piece of ink with one hand and mixed it with water. He didn't even need an inkstone. The ink floated by itself waiting for Zhao Yifu to operate.

He took out his usual pen and moved it forward, and the ink flowed into the tip of the pen, forming a perfect state.

This pen has its own special feature: the back of the pen is open, and the ink floating on it just flows through the hollow pen shaft to the tip of the pen.

Then Zhao Yifu wrote quickly and without stopping, painting a picture of a misty spring lake.

This painting was truly completed in one go, as he even skipped the steps of stopping to dip the brush in ink, and simply continued to paint without stopping.

If you want to adjust the pen tip, you can use your true energy to do it. The whole process is really exciting to watch.

"what?"

Liang Zhongzhi felt itchy after seeing this and wanted to try it himself.

He felt that his little apprentice was very smart and had many interesting ideas that kept him dazzled.

Everyone remained silent, politely waiting for Zhao Yifu to finish the painting and then stamp the letter, and then they began to discuss in a low voice.

Zhao Yifu was quite surprised. He only felt a stream of yang and spiritual energy pouring in.

These yang and spiritual energy came from many different sources. Although they were not much, they clearly meant that the big guys approved of him.

He felt a little embarrassed, clasped his fists and said humbly, "This is what I wrote when I was traveling by boat to the provincial capital of Nanhu Lake. I was inspired by the scenery of the lake. There are many omissions in my humble work. I hope you can correct me."

The Yin spirits of a group of elders floated over and pointed at the painting.

It was the headmaster Qiu Yuzi who said, "Zhengfang, this is your disciple, you speak first."

Upon hearing this, Liang Zhongzhi stepped forward, stroked his beard, and smiled, "My disciple's painting does have many flaws, but its charm is already there, and the flaws outweigh its merits."

He looked at Zhao Yifu and said, "The painting skills are a little inferior, but there are some freehand brushwork elements in it. Compared with previous paintings, it has improved a lot... very good."

This is from the perspective of a teacher, and he focused on praising Zhao Yifu's progress.

This is the difference between having a master and not having a master.

For someone like Wensheng who doesn't have a master, people will only judge whether his work is good or not.

But for someone like Zhao Yifu who has a master, people will focus on how much progress he has made...at least that's the tone set.

Tsk tsk.

Wen Sheng raised his head again, his head was very proud, but the two "pits" on his face were already filled with water... Not letting the water overflow was his last stubborn act.

After the tone was set, everyone started to praise.

“There are indeed a few poorly drawn strokes, but the painting is so smooth and seamless that it makes the viewer naturally pleasing to the eye and they tend to overlook those flaws.”

"This style of painting could have become a unique style, but I particularly love the artistic conception of this painting. The distant view is freehand, making the picture appear extremely vast without losing the extraordinary beauty of the people in the painting."

"I think his combination of magic and painting skills is quite creative..."

A group of people commented on it, some were good and some were bad, but overall they were praising it.

This is not a compliment, as evidenced by the Yang and spiritual energy.

All I can say is that if you have a different mindset when appreciating a work, your view of the work will also be different.

If you look at it with a critical mindset, you will naturally find problems everywhere.

But if you look at it with an encouraging heart, then you will naturally see only advantages... provided that there are advantages to be found in the eyes of the big guys.

Zhao Yifu felt the care and concern from the bosses and was deeply moved. Finally, it was the turn of the headmaster Qiu Yuzi to comment.

Qiu Yuzi looked at it again and again, but first asked, "You, little boy, often use the ink splashing technique to speed up your painting, but do you know that your many flaws also come from this?"

Zhao Yifu listened and nodded seriously. "I understand. It's just that when I paint, I often feel the urge to express what's in my heart."

“If you use the brush too slowly, your mind will often be empty before the painting is finished.”

"I've tried using splash ink, but it lacks sharp edges and still requires a brush to outline."

"So I came up with this idea, but I can't control the ink splashing after all..."

Then he said seriously, "Once I refine my sect's 'Danqing Wanxiang Fa' and continue to hone my 'Renshui Eight Styles' and 'Splashing Ink Technique', I should be able to improve this situation."

Wen Sheng was a little confused as he listened in. He didn't expect that Zhao Yi Fu would talk about "cultivation" at this time.

Isn’t this a literary gathering to appreciate their works?

Unexpectedly, Qiu Yuzi nodded with great satisfaction upon hearing this and said, "That's good. You always remember what your roots are. That's great."

Then Qiu Yuzi asked again, "I heard that you obtained a rare treasure and used it to communicate with the ancestor?"

Zhao Yifu suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He wondered what the master would think when he found out that he had repainted Emperor Wenheng on the summoning picture.

He could only bite the bullet and say, "Master, it was indeed by chance that I was able to invite a wisp of the master's divine consciousness to descend to the mortal world."

"However, the master passed away after teaching us a piece of immortal music, a piece of chess, and a poem."

Qiu Yuzi pointed at him and said, "Don't miss it, that painting itself is a painting passed down by the ancestor."

"So this time, the Grandmaster's divine presence was to provide special guidance to our Danqing Sect on the four arts of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting."

Everyone nodded after hearing this, and at the same time felt very regretful. It would be great if the painting that inspired the master's divine consciousness could be preserved forever.

Thinking of this, everyone looked at Liang Zhongzhi with resentment.

Everyone had heard that the Patriarch saw Liang Zhongzhi and left, and they just thought that Liang Zhongzhi had bumped into the Patriarch.

Liang Zhongzhi felt very embarrassed and ashamed.

Seeing his master being wronged, Zhao Yifu couldn't help but speak up, "Master, elders, I feel that our master left simply because he didn't want to stay in the mortal world any longer after having passed down the wonderful Dharma."

Qiu Yuzi smiled when he heard this, pointed at Liang Zhongzhi and said, "You have a good disciple."

Everyone looked at Liang Zhongzhi with envy.

The apprentice's qualifications are another matter, but if he is willing and dares to speak up for his master in such situations, he is a good apprentice and a good child in the eyes of the big guys.

Liang Zhongzhi also showed a look of relief, and the grievances he had suffered before had long been forgotten.

But Qiu Yuzi didn't want to let this matter go like this.

He continued, "Have you ever thought about why the Grandmaster was willing to accept the request of a junior disciple who had just entered the sect, and also willing to play in front of another outer sect disciple who had little talent?"

There is actually a second half to this sentence, which is: Why can't the founder stand Liang Zhongzhi?

Qiu Yuzi just didn't say it explicitly out of consideration for the disciples' feelings.

Liang Zhongzhi has actually thought a lot about this issue and has his own answer.

He stepped out and said, "Although the founder liked literary matters, he always took the Dao of Alchemy as his foundation."

"Jun Xin and Ming Dao, though less talented than the four friends, are both noble in their pursuit of the truth."

“Therefore, I believe that the master did not love my frivolous heart for calligraphy and painting, but only loved the two of you for your unwavering perseverance in pursuing the Tao.”

Qiu Yuzi clapped his hands and praised: "Colorful!"

But Qiu Yuzi added, "You are so frivolous because of your calligraphy and painting. You are just trying to show off in front of others. If you regard calligraphy and painting as the way, then devoting yourself to them is also practicing the way. Why would the ancestors reject it?"

Everyone showed expressions of being taught.

Qiu Yuzi looked at Liang Zhongzhi again and said, "You have a good disciple. Ten years ago, you were a pretentious and showy person, but now you have calmed down and focused on the truth."

"Indeed, accepting a disciple is like polishing a mirror. Once you have polished the disciple, it is you who is reflected in it."

"Don't act like idle people. Each of you is required to take in a disciple within three years to hone your skills."

Wow, it's really unique that he would say so directly that taking in a disciple is a way to hone his character.

All the Yinshen bosses wailed, how could it be so easy!
They seemed to see their carefree and beautiful life slipping away from them.

Zhao Yifu clearly saw the gloating smile on the corner of his master's mouth... It was really quite interesting.

To be honest, looking at the performance of these big guys, Zhao Yifu actually felt that the Danqing Sect needed to be thoroughly rectified from top to bottom.

These Yin Spirits had a great time bullying Wen Sheng just now, but how was their behavior any different from Wen Sheng's at this moment?

Among this group of wailing Yin gods, Zhao Yifu noticed that Mr. Cangqiu seemed to have a calm expression.

He thought about it secretly and realized that there was hope for his grandfather.

He was also quite happy about this. He originally thought that Peng Hu would have to lick for a while longer, but he didn't expect that the leader Qiu Yuzi would give him a great assist.

By this time, the "literary gathering" had reached its peak, and everyone said their goodbyes and dispersed. Only Wen Sheng wasn't very happy. They were both disciples of the sect, so why was he being criticized while Zhao Yifu was being praised?

So angry!

Qiu Yuzi paused for a moment, looked at Zhao Yifu, and said, "Will you participate in the Enke this time?"

Zhao Yifu said respectfully, "Yes, I came to the provincial capital to take part in the provincial examination."

Qiu Yuzi said: "Take the exam seriously and don't worry about anything."

After saying this, he also disappeared in a flash of golden light.

Zhao Yifu's heart was completely settled.

He didn't care at all about what Enke was planning behind the scenes, after all, he had a big boss behind him!
Who would have thought that the prime minister of the current dynasty would be the head of his own family?

No wonder no one dares to mess with Danqingmen...

Liang Zhongzhi seemed to understand what he was thinking and advised, "Don't take the Sect Leader's affairs too seriously. Do you know that among the many Yin Spirits who came here today, many are the Sect Leader's 'political enemies'?"

Zhao Yifu was confused.

Liang Zhongzhi laughed heartily and said, "For those of us who are cultivators of the Danqing Sect, entering officialdom for pleasure is like Wen Sheng, while for those who want to realize their ambitions, it's different for each of us."

"Don't be fooled by the harmonious atmosphere just now. In fact, they often argue fiercely in the court."

"So if you enter the government and don't block their way, that's fine, but if you do, then that's what will happen."

Zhao Yifu scratched his head and asked, "Can I change my identity and come back like Master?"

Liang Zhongzhi: “…”

He was immediately intrigued by his apprentice's idea. Why hadn't he thought of it this way?
But it seems that it is possible to do so...

So he nodded and said, "Maybe it's possible."

This time it was Zhao Yifu's turn to be speechless.

If this is true, wouldn't the court become the "real-life simulated officialdom" of Danqingmen?
Good guy, really good guy.

　Two chapters today, quite tired... Health, this is the health bureau
　　
　
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