Please don't force me to be a god.

After a while, Yan Zhuoshan followed Xu Jingye in.

Seeing Zhang Tian, ​​Yan Zhuoshan bent down and presented a gift, saying: "I am Yan Zhuoshan, the imperial court painter. I am honored to meet Mr. Zhang. It is a small gift, not a respect."

Zhang Tian did not ask Xu Jingye to accept the gift, but said: "Please sit down first. Lord Yan, what are you doing here?"

Yan Zhuoshan was a little embarrassed to see that Zhang Tian did not accept the gift, so he had to put the gift on the table and took out a scroll from his sleeve.

He handed it over with both hands and said: "I have no special skills and can only make some small paintings. This time I come to visit you with a bold face, and I would like to ask Mr. Zhang for some advice."

"Then let me see."

Zhang Tian was really curious.

The auction prices of famous ancient paintings preserved in later generations are often calculated in tens of millions or hundreds of millions, which are extremely precious.

Even in this era, Xu Jingye said that it is hard to find a lot of money.

Now that he can see something new in person, Zhang Tian naturally wants to see what it looks like?

Unfortunately, Zhang Tian is a science student and has never taken art courses.

He looked at a beautiful landscape painting from left to right, upside down and upside down.

He also looked at it in the sunlight, wanting to see if there were any layers or paintings within paintings, as in later stories.

He looked again and again, but could not see any difference from the Taobao goods worth dozens of yuan.

Zhang Tian was also wondering, do those who bought paintings at high prices really know how to appreciate them, or are they just hoarding rare goods and hyping them up as a commodity?

Yan Zhuoshan and Xu Jingye, who were standing by, were so nervous.

They thought to themselves that the way immortals look at paintings is indeed extraordinary.

This appreciation method, returning to the basics, is very much like people who don't understand painting.

Seeing Zhang Tian frown, Yan Zhuoshan asked anxiously, "What do you think, Master Zhang?"

Zhang Tian said, "To be honest, I don't know how to appreciate it. So many people are willing to pay thousands of gold to buy your paintings, so they must be excellent."

"Uh..." Yan Zhuoshan was a little dumbfounded.

Zhang Tian's words were originally true, but they had a different meaning in Yan Zhuoshan's ears.

Yan Zhuoshan thought that the immortal must have felt that his paintings were unbearable to look at, so he said that to save face for himself.

Anyway, he didn't believe that the "immortal" who could pass on such magical painting skills to Zhuo Ping would not understand painting at all.

Yan Zhuoshan blushed and said, "I am ashamed that I am not talented enough and have offended Master Zhang."

"Don't make it so serious. I just don't appreciate it."

Yan Zhuoshan left his seat and bowed deeply to Zhang Tian, ​​saying, "I am so shameless. I hope to become Master Zhang's disciple and learn the sketching method."

Zhang Tian knew his purpose long ago and smiled and said, "It's troublesome to bow here and there."

"If you want to learn the sketching technique, it's not difficult. Zhuo Ping has a book. I ordered him not to keep it to himself."

"You just need to go there and tell him, and you can copy it."

This is also Zhang Tian's request to Zhuo Ping.

After learning this sketching technique, you cannot keep it privately. If there are people who are willing to come and learn, try to teach them.

If you don't have time to teach, at least allow others to copy the book and spread it.

Just like the CPR and blood transfusion he taught in Xiangyang City before, Zhang Tian hopes to bring some positive impact to the world, rather than becoming a secret skill for some people.

On the other hand, Zhang Tian doesn't have the energy to read the textbook again, it's too torturous.

With the ready-made ones, can't you copy them?

Yan Zhuoshan's face flushed, and he stammered, "Mr. Zhang, this... this... is not appropriate."

"What's inappropriate?" Zhang Tian was a little surprised, "Do you have a grudge against Zhuo Ping?"

"No personal grudge."

"Since there is no grudge, and you have my order, can't you copy the book? With your foundation, it's not difficult to learn."

Yan Zhuoshan murmured, "Mr. Zhang, I am different from Zhuo Ping. If I learn the sketching technique from him and have a master-disciple relationship, I'm afraid... I'm afraid..."

"Hahahahahaha..." Zhang Tian sneered, "It's still the same thing as you literati."

"On the one hand, you say you respect the teachings of Confucius, and on the other hand, you trample on the words of Confucius at will. You are really two-faced, a gentleman. Scum."

This was too harsh, Yan Zhuoshan's face flushed immediately, and he said, "I did not violate the teachings of the saints."

Zhang Tian said loudly, "Really? Then let me ask you: When three people walk together, there must be one who can teach me, what does it mean?"

"What does it mean to be quick to learn and not ashamed to ask questions?"

"You think Zhuo Ping is a eunuch, and it is shameful to learn from him, so you would rather go to me for help."

"But you don't know that in my eyes, you scholars and officials are no more noble than Zhuo Ping."

"Everyone is born as a human being. Although life experiences are different, some are rich and some are poor, but in essence they are all human beings."

"It's really ridiculous that you don't use the order of hearing the truth as the standard, but the status of the person as the standard."

"This...This..." Yan Zhuoshan's face changed, and he stood there like a log.

After a long time, Yan Zhuoshan finally came back to his senses, bowed deeply, and said: "I will teach you."

"I am burdened by my reputation, no wonder my skills and artistic conception have not improved for more than ten years."

"Today, listening to your words is better than reading ten years of books."

Zhang Tian smiled, this sentence has been ruined by the nonsense literature of later generations, and blurted out: "Listening to your words is like listening to a speech."

"Uh..." Yan Zhuoshan was confused.

Did he remember the words of the great scholar wrongly?

It shouldn't be, this sentence is easy to remember, and there is no ambiguity in the text.

Or does Mr. Zhang have any inspiration?

Is this the same as the realm of "seeing a mountain as a mountain, seeing a mountain as not a mountain, and seeing a mountain as a mountain again" in painting?

"Go back first and think it through first." Zhang Tian turned to Xu Jingye and said, "Send the guest away. ”

Just like that, Yan Zhuoshan left Zhang Tianfu's house with a sudden realization and confusion.

After seeing Yan Zhuoshan off, Xu Jingye saw the gift and the scroll left on the table.

"Sir, do you want to hang this painting? Where should I hang it?"

Zhang Tian said: "No need, since you know how to appreciate it, I'll give it to you."

"Really? Thank you Sir. "Xu Jingye was overjoyed.

It's only been a few days since I came here to work as a housekeeper, and I've gained so much.

In terms of monetary value, the works of the first painter in the palace can easily sell for tens of thousands of taels, and one painting is worth a shop.

Moreover, money alone cannot buy it, and I don't know how many wealthy businessmen want it but can't.

After all, Yan Zhuoshan serves the emperor and will not easily paint for others, and very few of his paintings have been leaked.

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A few days after Yan Zhuoshan returned, there were rumors that:

Lord Yan came to ask for advice, and was enlightened by the immortal, and his painting skills and artistic conception actually reached a new level.

The key is a verse "Listening to your words is like listening to a speech."

Soon, many literati and scholars in the entire Lin'an Prefecture began to interpret this sentence, trying to sort out the truth.

What everyone likes to compare most is to compare with "Seeing a mountain is a mountain, seeing a mountain is not a mountain, and seeing a mountain is a mountain again."

I always feel that in "Listening to the immortal, I feel that I am not a mountain." "One word from you is like reading ten years of books", "Listening to one word from you is like listening to one word", there is a third sentence.

If you understand it, you may be "enlightened".

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In this way, there is nothing to do.

Zhang Tian finally ushered in the first Spring Festival in this era.

In the court, the good news that had been suppressed before was also celebrated grandly with the help of this festive festival.

Countless fast horses carrying official documents set out from the capital and passed through the post station , arrived in various places of Nan'an Dynasty.

Posted a notice saying that Xiangyang City had a great victory, and an immortal had descended to the world and captured the general of Tianjin Kingdom, Nianhan.

Now he is invited by the emperor to live in Lin'an Prefecture, the imperial capital.

At the same time, he ordered officials from all over the country to celebrate the victory and offer blessings to the immortal.

Those noble and elegant people who were far away from the court were not happy but worried when they saw this news.

The "immortal" entered the court and even deceived the emperor to issue an official document to celebrate the new year.

Hateful and hateful, Nan'an Dynasty is in danger!