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Chapter 227 Chang'an Storm Challenge the Painting Saint

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    The crowd¡¯s eager roars were not answered. Chen Wanrong and the others gathered around Sima Chengzhen¡¯s painting to look at it. No one spoke, they only stared at the canvas closely.

    Princess Taiping was the first to comment: "The Taoist priest is very thoughtful. It is a picture of Taoism in the mountains, but only a corner of the Taoist temple is exposed among the green pine trees. It is in line with the style of hermits and masters who practice Qing Dynasty. However, this Taoist temple is not realistic, but pragmatic, and it adds a bit of mystery to the hazy atmosphere."  Feelings. Green mountains, picturesque scenery, a great place to practice Taoism!"

    When painting, you must not only pay attention to painting skills, but also pay attention to artistic conception, otherwise the legend of "ancient temples hidden deep in the mountains" will not be passed down through the ages.  Sima Chengzhen not only had extraordinary painting skills, but also had an ingenious layout, and was deeply familiar with the true meaning of Taoism. Princess Taiping's comments were immediately approved by Wang Han and others.

    Li Sixun has an experienced eye and commented on his painting skills: "Taoist master has profound brushwork, wonderful application, and delicate style. He has an air of immortality. It is a rare and rare masterpiece!"

    Princess Taiping couldn¡¯t help but be delighted with the painting: ¡°Taoist Priest, can you give it to me?¡±

    Sima Chengzhen said with a smile: "As long as the princess doesn't mind the poor Taoist's lack of skills, it's fine."

    Princess Taiping was overjoyed and blessed Sima Chengzhen: "Thank you, Taoist Priest. I dare you to ask the Taoist Priest to write a postscript."

    Sima Chengzhen didn't say much. He picked up the pen and wrote the postscript, then put down the pen.  Princess Taiping couldn't help but be so happy that her white jade hands turned blue from rubbing them: "Hang it up for everyone to appreciate!"

    Ye Liu and the others came over in response and hung up the paintings in a hurry, which attracted a lot of praises, admiration and sighs.  Obviously, if Princess Taiping hadn't wanted it, someone would have paid a high price for it.

    After admiring the paintings for a while, someone yelled: "Wu Daozi, it's your turn!" Hearing them roar so eagerly, they were afraid that Wu Daozi would be cheating, and they were looking down on others.

    Wu Daozi didn't say much, he picked up the pen and waved the wine in his hand. With just a few strokes, a green mountain appeared on the canvas, with lush trees, the fragrance of flowers and the chirping of birds, which made people feel like they were there.

    ¡°Good technique!¡± Sima Chengzhen and Li Sixun and his son expressed their appreciation at the same time.

    Princess Taiping couldn't help but nodded, and said to Chen Wanrong: "Wanrong, you are not exaggerating, Mr. Wu's painting skills are unrivaled in the world. The painting is powerful, the lines are smooth, the entire layout is clear, and the flowers, plants and trees are lifelike, it must be a masterpiece!"  "He couldn't help but clapped his hands and was full of praise.  Although she is not good at painting, she has seen many famous paintings. She has good appreciation skills and her comments are very pertinent.

    Li Sixun admired it for a while and came to his own opinion: "What Taipinggong said is true, but in my opinion, Mr. Wu's painting must have been painted by the Immortal Family just like Taoist Master. The brushwork seems to be better than that of Taoist Master, but it's just that Taoist Master  The long painting depicts a Taoist temple deep in the mountains, with only a corner exposed, and the artistic conception is novel. If Mr. Wu is to be superior, this artistic conception is not as good as it is."

    "The general has received the award, but I don't dare to deserve it." Sima Chengzhen smiled modestly: "How can I compare with Mr. Wu? I am already in his twilight years, but Mr. Wu is still in his prime, and he has such extraordinary skills and a bright future.  It¡¯s limitless! In ten or twenty years, Mr. Wu will definitely be the number one painter in the Tang Dynasty.¡±

    Although such praise is high, it is still insufficient. Wu Daozi's talent has been difficult to match for thousands of years, and he has become one of the three rare artistic saints in Chinese history.

    Li Sixun is among the generals, so the painters call him a great general, to distinguish him from the minor general Li Zhaodao.

    Princess Taiping agreed very much with Li Sixun's words: "The Taoist priest is too modest. Mr. Wu's painting skills are certainly great, but if he wants to be better than you, he must have an amazing artistic conception. Let's see who is better and who is worse."

    "Okay, let's see and then talk." Sima Chengzhen also wanted to see how Wu Daozi, a prodigy, could defeat him.  Although he has no competitive intentions, this matter is still curious.

    The strange thing is that Wu Daozi turned a deaf ear and just painted, with a brush flying and circling, and soon he painted a landscape painting.  Li Sixun was proficient in landscape paintings and repeatedly praised them.

    "Brother Wu, how to deal with this artistic conception?" Wang Han was also curious.

    Wu Daozi just said: "Look!" The brush in his hand started to sway again, and it took only a while to finish, and he put down the brush.  There was a burst of cheers, and Princess Taiping clapped her hands and praised: "What a talent, what a talent!"

    Li Sixun and his son have long since lost all their contempt for Wu Daozi, and they saluted Wu Daozi together: "I admire Mr. Wu for his amazing skills. I have been disrespectful just now, so please forgive me."

    Wu Daozi smiled slightly: "General Li's words are serious, I dare not take them seriously."

    Zheng Qing took a brief look at the characters in the painting and commented: "This is the Taoist Priest! The Taoist Priest has a fairy-like character, and he has the aura of floating out of the world. After seeing Brother Wu's painting, his character, fairy spirit, and  Charm, allHow lucky it is to see you!  "

    Li Sixun chuckled and continued to draw.  Completed in one go, the painting was completed, the title and postscript were added, and the landscape painting was presented to everyone. They admired it for a while and were full of praise.

    Wang Han patted Chen Wanrong on the shoulder. The two of them each held a corner and walked around in front of the crowd. There was a roar of applause, but they did not see the excitement and passion of Wu Daozi's painting. The quality of this painting was judged.

    Li Sixun, an experienced man, could not understand the truth. He cupped his fists and said, "I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed. My little friend, my old brother exchanged the inferior for the better. I got an advantage. I got a big advantage!" After saying this, he burst out laughing with joy.  laugh.

    Wu Daozi clasped his fists and returned the greeting: "What did the general say? Wu Daozi was about to ask for a lot of help, and he also asked the general to give you some advice."

    "It's easy to talk, it's easy to talk!" Li Sixun was very excited: "My little friend, please come to the humble house when you have time, and spend more time." His eyes widened: "My little friend, don't call me a general at the same time. It's so awkward, call me brother."

    Wu Daozi was stunned for a moment and said happily: "In this case, it is better to obey orders than to be respectful. I forgive you, brother." Li Sixun hurriedly took Wu Daozi's hand and kissed him tightly, just like an old naughty boy.

    The deal was settled and today¡¯s operation was very successful. Chen Wanrong couldn¡¯t help but be happy on Wu Daozi¡¯s behalf.  (To be continued. If you want to know about the funeral, please log on to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters. Support the author and support genuine reading!) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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