Cui Yuan hurriedly hurried, and finally sent the painting to the capital before the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month.
Xie Yingla went to the palace to attend the driver, and returned home earlier that day, just in time to meet, Cui Yuan handed him the picture and Cui Xie's letter, and said politely on behalf of the host: "My young master is still young. , If there is something wrong with the painting, I hope that thousands of households will forgive me.”
Xie Ying said with a smile: "How many people in Beijing are pointing at his paintings to eat. If he doesn't paint well, those painters and bookstore owners should drink the northwest wind."
Cui Yuan also felt that everything was fine with the little master, so he did not sincerely say a few words, and then said, "Young master said that Qian'an has no good framers, so this painting is only lined with a layer of rice paper, it has not been formally framed, and it is necessary to It's a lot of trouble for Lord Qianhu."
Xie Ying held the slender brocade box and nodded with a smile: "The weather is bad outside, you stay overnight before leaving, so as not to worry your young master. I'll go back and look at this painting first."
He went back to the inner room and opened the letter first.
The handwriting on the letter is more beneficial than what was written before. The muscles and bones are smooth and the strength can penetrate the back of the paper. I don't know how he managed to practice such handwriting in just a few months. The content of the letter is quite simple. First, he thanked him for his care, and then told him that the painting could be called the Antiy Conference, and wrote the seats and names of the characters in the painting.
Xie Ying kept it in mind while reading, and read it slowly. After the introduction of the characters, the part of the letter will end, but it is abruptly inserted: "The weather has been freezing cold recently, and the cook at home often cooks nourishing dishes, which has made Yu gain several kilograms in one month. That's it."
The last time Xie Shan came back and said that he was thin, should he write that he was fat in this letter? Xie Ying couldn't help shaking his head, the corners of his lips twitched slightly unconsciously.
After reading the letter, he opened the seal with a small silver knife, opened the brocade box and took out the tightly rolled scroll, unfolded the scroll slowly, and spread it out on the kang for viewing.
The gods and Buddhas that are full of fresh life suddenly come into view: the majestic Jade Emperor, the kind and graceful Queen Mother, the majestic Tathagata, the immortal Taishang Laojun and Taibaijinxing, the heroic Erlang God , Chang'e like the moon in Tsinghua University, Feitian dancing with a pipa, slender and gentle fairies, dragon kings and constellations with different visions...
There is also the glass screen behind the Jade Emperor, the golden pillars of the jade corridor surrounding the palace, and the transpiring clouds that fill the pond to the top of the instep... From a distance, an immortal palace in the sky is about to appear on paper.
Xie Ying stood in front of the bed and admired it for half an hour before pulling her spirits out of the painting and giving a low praise: "It's a good painting, but it's too good..."
At first, I only thought that he wrote the deities as delicate as life, but after reading this long scroll, I realized that his ingenuity in depicting the big scenes is no less than the worship in the Wensiyuan. Only the folds of the clothes and the lines of the beard and hair are not handled delicately enough, and he likes to show the undulations of the clothes by the contrast of different shades of colors - probably because he is too busy with homework, and the young man is a little less patient, relying on his own. The paintings are bright and attractive, so don't worry about these water mills.
Not to mention such painting skills, how did he come up with such an immortal family banquet
It wasn't that he looked down on people. Although Cui Ju was a jinshi and an official of a ministry, I'm afraid he had never seen any big scenes. Cui Xie probably seldom even participated in ordinary banquets. How could he come up with such a luxurious and magnificent temple? How could he be able to give the two religions immortals and Buddhas a banquet in one scene, and also arrange the seats carefully
How did a young student who grew up in a deep house and was busy with reading when he grew up, who was hardly close to women, came up with such complicated music and dance, how did he draw those flying clouds with misty temples and fairy bones
Isn't that what Buddhists call suhui? Just like Fang Zhongyong, who didn't know anything from the previous dynasty
He simply called Cui Yuan over and asked, "How did your son draw this long scroll, but after reading other people's paintings for reference, can you come up with it while sitting at home?"
Cui Yuan slapped his palms and said, "It's not that I have learned from others! Our young master has never painted such a long scroll before, and he has spent a lot of time on this one, just bought a basket of the immortal paintings that were sourly copied outside. I draw every day, and I change it every day, and everyone loses weight! I never saw it when I started the draft, and I heard from the dog that our young master was painting day and night, and the draft was made only after a scrap of paper. If it wasn't for Qianhu Painting, our young master has never been so attentive!"
Xie Ying's eyes fell on his face, and she asked, "I've lost weight again? Didn't he gain a few pounds because of the good cook at home?"
Cui Yuan smiled bitterly: "That is to say, he said he was fat, but people with discerning eyes will see that he is thin. The county exam will be held in February next year. The young master has to study again, and he has to stare at the bookstore. He has to get up early every day to practice martial arts. I have to go to the county library and stare at it... I can't stand it even with my iron body."
Xie Ying frowned and said, "This is not yet an adult, how can you endure like this, let alone take the exam if your body is broken. He is young and doesn't know how serious it is, so you should keep an eye on him. Go back and ask for a package. Bring back some qi-boosting and nourishing herbs, find a doctor to consider the compatibility, and give him a dose every day."
Speaking of these, Xie Ying didn't even bother to ask him about the painting for a while - even if he learned something, to be able to paint so well in less than two months must be a gifted and extraordinary talent.
But such a child prodigy who can read and is good at painting and calligraphy is unknown at home. When Tiqi brought Xu Zushi and other demons back to Beijing to pay the decree, he went to Cui Langzhong's house to confirm the identity of Cui Xie. At that time, his family described him as a playboy with no talent.
Xie Ying frowned slightly, feeling pity in the bottom of her heart: This young man, whose talent and character are as dazzling as fire, has to live such a mediocre life in front of the Cui family. Only after leaving home can I gradually emerge, but because I missed the best time, and there is no one to help, I can only do my best and walk alone with heavy responsibilities.
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Xie Ying personally inscribed the painting, and asked someone to engrave a few free stamps on it. It was mounted like a masterpiece, so he picked up the days when Eunuch Gao was not on duty, and went to his house with the painting scroll in his sleeves.
Gao Liang and his son were sitting idle at home at this time, thinking about the picture of Xie Yingxu giving them a picture of traveling to the immortals.
They didn't point at Xie Ying at all, they also went to look for a few ancient paintings of the Song Dynasty, and they found someone to draw Zhang imitation of "Chaoyuan Immortal Staff Picture", and put on the imitation of Cui Meiren's face. , painted gold to add color, and it looks like a fairy. But the imitation is better than the original, and the expressions of the characters are also rigid, and even if they are presented, they will not be outstanding.
If Xie Ying got something like that, then they should stop fighting for the limelight, and in the future, they should honestly find the best jewelry and toys for the emperor.
The two of them were thinking about it when someone came to report that Xie Ying had arrived. Gao Liang was instantly overjoyed, his adopted son even stood up from the chair and waved: "Hurry up and come in, prepare refreshments for Xie Qianhu, the master wants to see him!"
After a while, Xie Ying quickly stepped into the yard, where a maid had already opened the curtain and greeted with a smile: "Sir, please come in, our master and Dashe people are already waiting here."
Before he could finish speaking, Gao Qian walked to the door, grabbed Xie Ying's arm and said with a smile, "I knew Brother Xie would not disappoint Daddy and me!" After laughing a few times, he gave a wink, lowered his voice and asked: " Are you really good at that painting?"
Xie Ying smiled lightly: "If it's not good, do I still dare to come here today?"
Saying that, he walked up to the hall and gave Eunuch Gao a salute: "Xie Ying did not disgrace his mission, and finally brought a picture that can be called careful."
He handed over the brocade box containing the paintings, and Eunuch Gao took out the scroll impatiently, unfolding his left hand inch by inch, revealing the Jade Emperor, the Queen Mother, and the Buddha first. Although there was no name written on the scroll, and the attire was different from other paintings of gods and Buddhas, he recognized at a glance who these three people were, as if these three people were supposed to be the people on the supreme throne of gods and Buddhas.
Noble and graceful, pure and solemn.
He was born in Neishutang, a serious Hanlin disciple, and his appreciation for calligraphy and painting is not weak. He just glanced at it and praised: "It really is Cui Meiren's painting method, but her brushwork is much stronger than her! That Cui Meiren After all, she is a woman, with insufficient wrist strength and weak lines, but this painter is full of muscles and bones, and can penetrate the back of the paper! This must be a tall and powerful man!"
... It's hard to say whether he is tall or not, but I heard that he practiced martial arts every day, so he must have gained a lot of strength, right
Xie Ying knew that he was just happy to see it, and he wanted to comment a few words, so he just drank tea on the side without anyone else answering. Gao Qian didn't understand the strength of his brushwork, but he knew it well when he looked at the immortal appearance, so he drank a few times.
After reading this paragraph, and starting the next paragraph, Gao Qian really applauded from the bottom of his heart: "Isn't this Chang'e in the moon!"
This is really Chang'e in the moon. Xie Ying slowly drank a cup of tea, and after hearing Gao Qian's startled cry, got up and pointed out the identities of these immortals to their father and son, and asked with a smile, "Does the father-in-law think this painting is okay?"
Gao Liang let out a long sigh of relief, and smiled with kindness and kindness: "It's more than possible, even if it is presented to the emperor, it can be regarded as a masterpiece. I don't know where Qianhu found the painter, but he can draw such a good painting? "
Xie Ying said: "It's not a painter, but a literati who can paint. I said earlier that Cui Meiren's paintings are not hard to come by, right? It's just that those painters are doing it well. You don't ask him to compare the original work. He turned to his own long drawing style, which is not as ingenious as these literati."
Gao Qian sighed: "It's not the ingenuity of the literati, but the ingenuity of you thanking Qianhu. You kept the literati at home and painted paintings for a small two months, and it's really hard for you. Come on, let me The box of pearls that the emperor rewarded was brought to Qianhu—"
Xie Ying waved his hand: "Baihu is looking down on me. It's just a painting, it's worth anything. Besides, that person wasn't raised in my family, he just owed me a favor in the past, and he was willing to make this painting for me in return for his love. I also have to be supported by public relations, so I’m not allowed to repay my love by painting?”
Eunuch Gao said with a smile: "Sir Xie, this is embarrassing our family. Don't worry, if this painting is liked by the emperor and the empress, our family will naturally not forget you. By the way, what kind of person is that painter? Inscribed a title of 'Lin Quan Shi Shi', and he doesn't even have a serious name? It's rare for him to draw such a good painting, and our family should also mention him in front of the emperor. If the emperor is happy, we will also reward him. From his background, he can remember more of your affection, and give you a few more paintings in the future."
Xie Ying shook her head slightly and said with a smile: "Those literati have some weird temperaments, I can't be bothered to toss again. Besides, my father-in-law really thinks he can draw so well in ordinary times? It's so good, it's not too famous for this painting. It's also because he has painted all the pictures of Cui Meiren, and has seen countless pictures of immortals to figure out the mood, and he also got it by scrapping a good jade plate Xuan on paper, and I'm afraid I won't be able to draw the second one."
Gao Liang glanced at him oddly - didn't you say you didn't stare at his painting? So how did you "toss" with him? Why do you call him to imitate Cui Meiren's paintings and fairy pictures? How can he still cost you paper to draw a picture by himself
Xie Ying looked back calmly.
Eunuch Gao looked away and sighed, "It's rare to be able to make a painting like this in a lifetime." He is also a person who respects the literati, and he can't be like the unsympathetic Jin Yiwei who locks people up and paints two. month's painting. In the future, I am afraid that such a good picture will be difficult to get, and it would be good to have one.
He asked his son to leave Xie Ying for a banquet, and he immediately took the box and put the picture of the immortal in the box.
Today, because of his stuttering, he has always been reluctant to talk. When he saw him presenting paintings on such an inappropriate day, he frowned and asked slowly, "Why are you here today?"
Gao Liang said respectfully: "The slave and servant got the painting of the immortal family. I was afraid that the humble body was not worthy of longevity, so I rushed to send it to the emperor."
He untied the velvet cord on the outside of the scroll, pulled it apart a little, and asked with an attentive smile, "Your Majesty, please take a look, isn't the Jade Emperor Zun in this painting very similar to your Majesty?"
Xiao seems to be unable to tell, but the Jade Emperor's painting is indeed solemn and powerful, his eyes are full of spirit, and Sanliu Qingxu floats under his chin, like an immortal emperor. And after he gave his first meal, he sat on the holy and compassionate Buddha, which was actually a festive banquet scene integrating Buddhism and Taoism.
The Son of Heaven himself had painted "One Tuan of Harmony", and advocated the three religions and one family. Seeing such a picture, he couldn't help but wonder: "This, this, this picture is..."
Gao Liang's cheeks were slightly red, and his eyes were unusually bright. He lowered his head and replied: "This picture is called "Antian Conference", and it is a picture of the gods and Buddhas celebrating the great peace and order in the world. If you don’t dare to delay the painting, it will be delivered to the emperor immediately.”
The emperor slowly unfolded the scroll, took the fairies, heaven officials, and gods in his eyes, and sighed softly: "An, Tian, the General Assembly? Good painting, good-yitou, this world can be regarded as the rule of Chengping and Chengping. , you go down to receive the reward, and also reward the painting..."
Gao Liang hurriedly knelt down to thank him, and pretended to be pity, "Your Majesty, forgive me! The person who painted the picture was a reclusive high-ranking scholar, and he only asked people to present this painting, saying that it was the Antiy Conference. , I can't find anyone anymore!"
The emperor glanced at him, his eyes deep, as if he could see through his heart at a glance.
Gao Liang didn't lift his head, as if he had rehearsed thousands of times, he said fluently and naturally: "Your Majesty, look at the gods and Buddhas in this painting, that is, the real gods and Buddhas fell into the painting, you can see that the people who painted it are also He is not a common person. I am afraid that this high-ranking scholar just gave the painting to the emperor through the hands of his servants, so as to congratulate me on the prosperity of the emperor and the emperor's eternal prosperity. He is also an outsider. How can you come back to see slaves and other stupid and vulgar things?"