I Become A Saint By Studying

"Lin Yi..."

When Jiang Liu'er saw Lin Yi Yuanshen leave, he felt lost, his eyes were blank, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

He sat blankly on the stone bench, as if he had lost something most important.

for a long time.

He just came back to his senses, looked up at the sunset, as if something awakened in his heart.

"We will definitely meet again!"

Jiang Liu'er clenched his fist.

He got up and went back to his room, took out the few rice papers left in the studio, grinded and wrote the pen, and drew with his heart.

"Master Lin's map of horses has benefited me a lot. This map of Saint... is also my chance."

Jiang Liu'er closed her eyes, Lin Yi's picture of the six steeds appeared in her mind, like a knife carved in her mind.

He writes calligraphy and painting, ink draws lines on the tip of the pen, and soon outlines a handsome and extraordinary horse.

The galloping horse, the sense of power, burst out from the paper, making people feel excited.

All the horses take shape under Jiang Liu'er's pen, and they become more and more lifelike.

The horse's eyes were fierce, as if giving birth to divine light.

"I thought that Osmunda (bean stalks, which rural people should know) has a complex structure and is not low in difficulty, and it is the best choice for entering the art of painting. In the past 30 years, I have been wasting on Osmunda painting, and I have not been able to get started. It turns out that I Osmunda is not suitable for painting at all, thirty years later, I want Osmunda to draw horses!"

Jiang Liu'er was excited, he felt that he had found the most suitable painting path for own.

horse.

This burst of vitality made his blood boil, that sense of power, just like his heart at this moment, seemed to be about to explode.

...

Shortly after.

"Hurry up, bring things in!"

"Who kicked the door of this courtyard? Hurry up and fix it. My cousin's courtyard looks a bit old. Find me a craftsman from Hangzhou and repair it!"

"Cousin... I'm here, I'm a pony!"

Ma Ge Ma Xiaojun's voice came from outside the room, and there were many footsteps. Hearing the sound, Jiang Liu'er hurried out with paintings and brushes.

When he saw that it was Ma Xiaojun, his heart tightened suddenly: "Isn't it just to ask for debts again?"

"cousin!"

When Ma Xiaojun saw Jiang Liu'er appearing, he quickly raised his hand and greeted him warmly. He looked left and right: "Why didn't you see senior?"

Jiang Liu'er said, "He's gone!"

"gone?"

Ma Xiaojun was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "It's okay, cousin, I know you have difficulties in studying and practicing, so my cousin specially came to help you!"

"have a look……"

He motioned Jiang Liu'er to look at the goods he brought, Jiang Liu'er turned his head to look, and was taken aback for a moment.

Books, paper, ink, brushes, silver, clothes, and many calligraphy and painting scrolls... Almost all of them are what he needs now.

"Brother Ma, what are these?"

Jiang Liu'er glanced at Ma Xiaojun, feeling unreal.

"Still called Brother Ma? I'm your cousin. If you don't mind, I can recognize you as foster father!"

Ma Xiaojun was very enthusiastic.

"what!"

Jiang Liu'er was stunned, foster father? Is this still Ma Xiaojun, the son of a wealthy family who wants to abolish him and take away his ancestral home?

Ma Xiaojun sighed, and said: "Cousin, in the past, my cousin was confused, but my cousin is sincere to you."

"You accept these things, and the past grievances will be wiped out. From now on, you will be a brother and I will be a younger brother, and we will share the blessings and share the difficulties!"

He looked at Jiang Liu'er seriously.

Jiang Liu'er knew what Ma Xiaojun meant, and he was betting on his future. The development of the Ma family was also inseparable from the Ma family's vision and investment methods.

He remembered Lin Yi's firm words, nodded and said, "Okay! Cousin!"

"Haha, cousin!"

"Cousin!"

"cousin!"

"Cousin..."

Jiang Liu'er felt her scalp go numb, but she still responded bravely.

At this time.

When Ma Xiaojun saw the picture scroll in Jiang Liu'er's hand, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he said, "Cousin, is this the calligraphy that Saint senior left you?"

Jiang Liu'er shook his head and said, "No, I drew it just now..."

"Oh?"

Ma Xiaojun was stunned for a moment. Just after Saint senior left, a new calligraphy was born. It must be very good, right?

"Cousin, can you show it to my cousin?" Ma Xiaojun was very moved, he guessed that Saint senior gave Jiang Liu'er advice.

"Not yet finished..."

Jiang Liu'er wanted to refuse, but when he saw so many things sent by Ma Xiaojun, he nodded and said, "I'll finish it first, and then show it to my cousin?"

"Okay!" Ma Xiaojun nodded.

Jiang Liu'er did not enter the study again, but directly spread out the scroll on the stone table in the courtyard and began to perfect it.

Ma Xiaojun moved his head closer, his eyes almost popped out, and subconsciously said: "Douji for a horse?"

Jiang Liu'er was born in poverty, a child from a poor family, and he has seen a lot of Douqi, so he has painted Douqi paintings all the year round.

Unexpectedly, after the advice of Saint senior, the horse has changed.

The key point is that the steed is so vivid and lifelike that Jiang Liu'er's painting level has suddenly increased several levels.

"What a horse!" Ma Xiaojun exclaimed.

Jiang Liu'er smiled slightly.

He didn't draw for a long time, but the eyes of the county horse were waiting to be completed. He made the picture of the horse as if it came to life at any time.

"Okay!" Jiang Liu'er finished clicking his eyes and stopped quickly.

However, at Setsuna where he stopped, the whole picture of the horse suddenly glowed with talent, and then rose suddenly.

when~

Accompanied by the sound of Wen Dao Tianyin, Ma Xiaojun's legs tightened suddenly, feeling a urge to urinate.

At the same time, all the scholars in Hangzhou heard this Wendao Tianyin, and then some scholars came here admiringly.

They gathered at Jiang's house.

"This……"

Ma Xiaojun was short of breath, and said, "Your talent permeates the mansion..."

genius!

An absolute genius in painting, Jiang Liu... No, my cousin is about to take off, he bet on the right one!

Jiang Liu'er was also extremely shocked at this time, and couldn't believe it was true. He just copied Master Lin's painting, and added two horses to make the mansion complete?

Ma Xiaojun looked at Jiang Liuer and said, "Cousin, does this painting have a name?"

Jiang Liu'er thought for a while, and said, "Eight Jun Tu!"

"Well, the atmosphere is simple and wonderful!"

Ma Xiaojun stared at "The Picture of Eight Steeds" obsessively, and murmured in a low voice: "Ma... My family name is Ma, cousin, you made my Ma family destined to be famous all over the world!"

Jiang Liu'er thought: "Could it be that this is Master Lin's intention to use horses to tell me that the Ma family is reliable? The Ma family is indispensable to become a master of painting in the future?"

Jiang Liu'er decided at this time that no matter what, he must become a saint of painting. If he can fulfill his wish in this life, he will definitely see Master Lin again and thank you for your great kindness!

"Jiang Liu!"

"Jiang Liu!"

"congratulations!"

At the same time, many scholars who heard the news came to the door with gifts to congratulate Jiang Liuer for making a talented calligraphy.

It is definitely a great thing for Hangzhou to be talented, and the magistrate will probably come to the door in person.

The deans of the major academies will inevitably go down the mountain to pull people.

Jiang Liu'er looked at the person who came, and was filled with emotion for a moment. It is true that once he is in power, everyone praises him, but overnight he falls down and everyone hates him.