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Chapter 143: A Painting Passed Through the World! (seeking subscription)
The vision around Chu He's eyes gradually blurred, and soon he entered the world of "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains".
[The story happened during the reign of Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty. Song Huizong was a rare artistic genius and all-rounder in Chinese history. At that time, he selected a young man named Wang Ximeng from hundreds of painters in the painting academy to teach the meaning of painting in person. He was also asked to draw the beautiful rivers of the Song Dynasty within half a year. 】

[However, Wang Ximeng was not only lazy, but also made various unreasonable demands one after another, but Huizong indulged them all, which aroused the envy of the powerful minister Cai Jing]

"Wang Sheng, Wang Sheng!"

Suddenly, in the back garden, a young man with a weak crown jumped out. He was fluttering against the butterflies flying in the air, feeling very uncomfortable.

And behind him was a servant, shouting anxiously: "Wang Sheng, you must not run in the inner courtyard of the palace! Wang Sheng!"

The boy Wang Sheng was named Wang Ximeng. He completely disregarded the persuasion of his servants and ran towards the corridor while fluttering butterflies.

But unexpectedly bumped into an official, with his hands behind his back, squinting at the young man in front of him.

Who knew that Wang Ximeng ignored it, bypassed the officials, and continued to flutter the butterfly.

As soon as the servant leaned forward, he immediately bowed his hands and said respectfully: "Master, please forgive me, he, the king gave birth to him!"

The white-haired old man waved his hand, signaling for him to quickly follow the boy.

The servant was furious, and called Wang Ximeng again: "Wang Sheng! Come back!"

The old man waved his official hat: "A newborn calf doesn't know how to measure, sooner or later it will cut itself off!"

After speaking, he walked into the palace and waited.

This old official is none other than the famous power minister, Cai Jing!
After a while, a middle-aged man in a dragon robe came out slowly, holding a memorial in his hand, and seeing that Cai Jing was waiting here, he shouted: "The Grand Master is here?"

"Your Majesty, I had a strange feeling last night, so I wrote a copybook and presented it to Your Majesty!" Cai Jing laughed happily, and presented a copybook with both hands.

Song Huizong put down the booklet, sat down on the dragon chair, and said with a smile: "The talent and learning of the grand master is rare in the world. Even Mi Fu said that the grand master is the No. 1 calligraphy in the Song Dynasty."

Cai Jing's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly explained: "Flaty words, flattery words, the thin golden body created by His Majesty is the best in the past and the present!"

Song Huizong didn't say much, "The grand master's words are also flattering."

Seeing that Song Huizong was not in a good mood today, Cai Jing knelt down and said, "I am speaking from the bottom of my heart!"

"Grand Master, please get up. I have a question that I want to test the Grand Master." Song Huizong put his hands behind his back.

Cai Jing stood up majestically, seeing that Song Huizong seemed to be fine, he said, "Your Majesty, please come up with a question."

"If the theme is 'The Fragrant Horseshoe Comes Back from Stepping on the Flowers', how should I paint?" Song Huizong looked at him and said calmly.

When Cai Jing heard it, he pondered for himself: "The flowers and the return of horseshoes are easy to express, but the fragrance is invisible! Your Majesty's question is so mysterious that I really can't answer it for a while!"

Song Huizong was also happy, "It seems that the grand master is probably going to lose to a young man."

The smile on Cai Jing's face gradually froze, "What do you mean Your Majesty?"

"A few days ago, I also used this question to test the painters. All the painters were troubled by the fragrance, but only Ximeng had a whimsical idea. He painted a few butterflies flying on the hoof of a running horse." Song Huizong After finishing speaking, he looked at Cai Jing, wanting to see the reaction on his face.

Cai Jing was in a panic in his heart, could it be that this kid was chasing butterflies to find inspiration?
But of course he didn't say that, but said with emotion: "This is indeed a genius boy."

However, he still smiled, and revealed to Song Huizong intentionally or unintentionally: "Your Majesty, there is only a word difference between a genius and a mediocrity. I just saw that young man frolicking in the garden. He has lost his ambition since ancient times. Why don't you teach me how to do it?" Tune in."

Song Huizong was unmoved, "I let him experience the natural landscape before he can write. Besides, I want to teach him personally!"

"Could it be that the grand master still wants to snatch students from me?" Song Huizong's words seemed calm, but in fact they were already a little tough behind the scenes.

Cai Jing hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "I don't dare, I don't dare."

Song Huizong felt that he was bored, so he waved his hand: "Grand Master, step down by yourself."

Cai Jing walked out of the palace, and snorted coldly, "You little bastard, you're such a little trick!"

As soon as the time passed, it has been several months.

Cai Jing was walking towards the palace with a scroll in his hand, when he saw an eunuch hurrying with a plate in both hands.

Cai Jing saw that there seemed to be painting materials on the plate, so he asked, "Stop, what is this?"

The eunuch immediately replied respectfully: "Back to the Grand Master, then Wang Ximeng wants to make landscape paintings with green and green. This is a precious material that I asked His Majesty for."

Cai Jing was stunned for a moment, and said to himself: "Landscapes made of green?"

Then he waved his hand and told the eunuch to leave.

The eunuch immediately said: "Retire, little one."

After Cai Jing thought for a while, he sneered: "It's really beyond my control."

Not long after, Cai Jing walked into the palace. When he saw Song Huizong, he said, "Your Majesty, I recently got a beautiful painting, and I specially dedicated it to Your Majesty."

When Song Huizong became interested, he put down the pen in his hand and motioned: "Okay, open it and have a look."

Cai Jing opened the scroll, and Song Huizong admired it carefully, commenting while looking at it.

Cai Jing saw that Song Huizong was fascinated by it, so he reminded him: "Your Majesty, I heard that Wang Ximeng wants to use green for landscape paintings?"

Song Huizong didn't look up, but when he heard this sentence, "What's the grand master's opinion?"

"I have a rough opinion. Since ancient times, green has been used to highlight the bright and luxurious appearance. It is used for mountains and rivers. Is it a bit vulgar?" When Cai Jing said this, he glanced at Song Huizong from the corner of his eye to observe his emotional changes.

Song Huizong slowly closed the scroll, "I don't think art needs to be trapped. Zhang Zeduan's "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" has many characters and delicate brushstrokes. Isn't it a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation?"

Seeing that Song Huizong wanted to speak for Wang Ximeng, Cai Jing suddenly became unhappy and continued: "But I feel that Wang Ximeng is inexperienced."

Song Huizong knew what Cai Jing wanted to say, "Experience? I don't think it's a problem. What I like in him is his drive."

At this time, an eunuch outside the palace said: "Report to Your Majesty, Wang Ximeng's painting is completed."

When Cai Jing saw it, the opportunity came!

Song Huizong nodded: "Hurry up!"

The two eunuchs went to the palace and opened the scroll.

Cai Jing quickly looked up.

Song Huizong laughed, "Why is the Grand Master more anxious than I am?"

Cai Jing originally wanted to see the picture quickly, so as to prepare his words to insinuate Wang Ximeng.

However, when he saw the painting, his eyes widened.

Even though he has been alive for dozens of years and read countless paintings, he has never seen the stunning painting in front of him!

"It's green!" Cai Jing browsed the scroll back and forth.

Song Huizong laughed happily: "The black ink hooks the mountain stone, and the green color is heavily colored. What's the grand master's opinion?"

Apart from shock or shock, Cai Jing's face is also full of opinions. What can I say?

(End of this chapter)