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Volume 3: Yongzhou Mingqi Chapter 109: Painting in Seven Steps

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    The feud between Taixue and Zhouxue has been going on for a long time. As long as the two scholars meet, there is almost no reason and they will definitely challenge each other. The only difference lies in the seriousness of the matter.  Although Gu Shaoshang has only entered the state school for a short period of time, his cultivation and literary talents are not weak.  If you compete with a scholar, you will lose less and win more.  Wu Jiang was the leader of the Imperial Scholars. When he saw Gu Shaoshang, he naturally wanted to step forward and give him a slap.  It's just that Wu Jiang is not fooled, and he will encounter a painting student.  Wu Jiang is a very arrogant person and has never been very interested in Dan Qingsheng's fame.  In the past few months, everyone from the Imperial Academy to the doctors in charge of the college, down to the ordinary scholars, talked about painting students.  Wu Jiang was okay on the surface, but he was very unconvinced in his heart.  "Brother Dan, I have heard of you for a long time. But I will not give up this color to you." Wu Jiang was very wise and ignored Xiao Yu who was holding back his energy and wanted to quarrel, and directly pointed the finger at Dan Qingsheng.  Wu Jiang is not good at painting. He thought Gu Shaoshang wanted it when he snatched it.  Now that he heard that it was Danqingsheng who wanted it, he would not give in.  "I've met Brother Wu." Dan Qingsheng raised his hand to Wu Jiang.  "You raised the price so high that even if I want to buy it, I can't afford it." Wu Jiang made it clear that he was looking for trouble. Even if it was a dispute of temper, with Danqing's temperament, he would not avoid it at all.  But Dan Qingsheng now has a problem, he is too poor.  From two hundred and fifty taels to five hundred taels, just for a box of color ink, Wu Jiang didn't even blink.  But Dan Qingsheng doesn't have that much spare money to compete with him for wealth.  Dan Qingsheng said whatever he wanted without shying away from his shortcomings, which actually made Wu Jiang quite embarrassed.  This painter actually doesn¡¯t act according to common sense.  Even if I finally get Se Mo, I will only be able to overwhelm him in terms of money.  If this matter reaches the ears of other literati, I will be in trouble.  Wu Jiang thought about it for a while, then smiled and said: "Brother Dan is really good at telling jokes, but Wu is not so good at telling jokes. Otherwise, let's do this, I will give you a poem, and you will give me the ink." Listen to this.  There's nothing wrong with it if you're being polite, but if you think about it a little more carefully, you can discover the mystery.  If I give you a poem, you will give me a box of ink.  If you spread the word, others won't care about the price of ink.  All I can think about is that Dan Qingsheng gave up his things for Wu Jiang¡¯s poem.  Dan Qingsheng is not a meticulous person, and he is too lazy to think so deeply.  However, Wu Jiang's words made him quite uncomfortable.  "Brother Wu, after hearing what you said, an idea came to my mind." Dan Qingsheng smiled and said, "I'll give you a painting, and you give me the ink. How about it?" Wu Jiang let out an unnoticeable chirp.  Smiling but not smiling, he said: "Wu's poems are at least the second-grade literary movement." Gu Shaoshang curled his lips and said, "Brother Wu, you must have never heard of Qingsheng's poems." Danqing was born in Anyuan  From the time he started his career, he became famous for his poetry.  In addition to the most basic literary luck, his influence is also quite large.  Wu Jiang opened his mouth and kept talking about poetry. Gu Shaoshang felt that he was playing tricks on his own.  "Wu Mou has naturally heard the name of Brother Dan's poem for a long time. But Wu Mou's poem is different." Wu Jiang smiled slightly: "A poem can be written in seven steps, a second-grade literary fortune. Can Brother Dan do it?" Many  People walk deliberately very slowly, stopping for a long time at one step, and finishing several cups of tea in seven steps. This can also be called a poem in seven steps.  But from what Wu Jiang said, both Gu Shaoshang and Dan Qingsheng understood that it was not that simple.  With a normal pace, a poem can be written in seven steps, which will not exceed seven breaths.  It is difficult to compose a poem in such a short period of time, let alone achieve a second-grade literary fortune.  Gu Shaoshang hesitated for a moment and looked at Dan Qingsheng.  "Qingsheng, can you do it?" "I don't know." Dan Qingsheng also hesitated.  It¡¯s just that what Dan Qingsheng hesitated at this time was not poetry as Gu Shaoshang thought, but painting.  Dan Qingsheng is wondering whether it is possible to paint a painting in seven breaths of time and still have literary luck.  The corner of Wu Jiang's mouth raised slightly: "Brother Dan, how are you?" "It's really difficult." Dan Qingsheng raised his head: "The fastest I can draw is one stick of incense. If I want to get a second-grade literary fortune, it takes seven breaths.  Far from enough." Wu Jiang was stunned for a moment, then showed a bit of disdain.  This painting student doesn¡¯t know much about other skills, but he does have a certain skill in messing around.  Obviously I can't write a poem in seven steps, but I don't say it directly. Instead, I change the topic to painting.  Since you are so shameless, don't blame me for being ruthless.  "Brother Dan, how about this?" Wu Jiang said with a smile: "Give one stick of incense time to paint a painting, let alone the second grade, as long as you have the first grade literary luck, I will pay for this color ink, in exchange for your  Painting." Gu Shaoshang looked displeased: "Wu Jiang, what do you mean?" Xiao Yu and Wang Xiaofeng stared at Wu Jiang with hostility.  "Implicit in Wujiang's words"?The meaning is so obvious, how can everyone not understand it.  Although Dan Qingsheng was a little angry in his heart, he was more surprised.  "Wu Jianggui is the first scholar of Hezhou Imperial Academy. Even if he really looked down on himself, he would never say such shameless words easily.  From this point of view, the conflicts and grievances between Taixue and Zhouxue are far from being as simple as I imagined.  It's no wonder that Gu Shaoshang is so resentful that he stays at home to study and can't go out.  But since Wu Jiang has spoken about this, there is absolutely no reason to escape whether it is public or private.  "Since Brother Wu has said it, there is no reason why I can't disobey it." Dan Qingsheng bowed his hand to the shop owner: "Shop owner, please provide me with some pen and ink. I'll pay for it separately." "No, no, no money" The shop  The boss rushed behind the counter like a gust of wind and took out paper, pen and ink cartridges.  "It's a great luck to see scholars competing in calligraphy and painting with your own eyes. Plus, no matter who loses or wins, the ink is destined to be sold at a high price. How can the shop owner be stingy with the pen and ink money?"  Wu Jiang was quite surprised to see that Dan Qingsheng really wanted to paint.  This painter is really a stubborn donkey, and he really got into trouble with himself.  Well, I'll see how you end up then.  " It is extremely difficult to draw a painting, and now the time for burning a stick of incense is limited. Even if Han Liuxue, the headmaster of Taixue, is here, he may not be able to draw it.  No matter how good a painter is at painting, it is impossible for him to do it.  "Brother Dan, don't forget, it's a stick of incense." Wu Jiang quickly reminded Dan Qingsheng, fearing that he would take advantage of it.  "If it's just a literary career, you won't need a stick of incense." Dan Qingsheng picked up the pen: "Brother Wu, you can take a few steps. Within seven steps, I will definitely write down." Seven steps?  !  Not to mention Wu Jiang¡¯s sneer, even Gu Shaoshang felt that Dan Qingsheng¡¯s words were a bit excessive.  "Qingsheng, don't be impulsive." Gu Shaoshang lowered his voice: "This Wu Jiang is not a person without courage, as long as" Gu Shaoshang regretted at this time that he should not have let Dan Qingsheng face Wu Jiang.  I just thought about getting the painter to stop hiding in the mansion and study, but I forgot about the temperament of the painter.  "It doesn't matter, Brother Wu can write a poem in seven steps, so I might as well try to write a painting in seven steps." Dan Qingsheng interrupted Gu Shaoshang with a smile, picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and dropped it on the paper.  ¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª PS: I didn¡¯t want to say it at first, but it stopped updating yesterday, so I¡¯ll just tell you briefly.  Things have come together recently, my little problem just got better, my mother-in-law fell ill.  Because they are all in other places, I am basically the only strong worker.  I stayed with him in the hospital all the time, squeezing in time to write words every night.  As a result, it still didn't open yesterday and the update was discontinued.  "Jangdou Dada has just arranged a category to recommend. Such a good recommendation is not updated well, and updates are discontinued" Hey, I am really depressed and heartbroken.  We will try our best to update once a day in the future. I'm sorry, everyone, and I hope you understand.
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