Celestial Immortal Chapter 67

  Chapter 67 Condensing the Heart with Blood and Tears

   No matter how Chu Chen patted his chest to guarantee, the scholar was still skeptical.

  So, Chu Chen didn't say anything at all, and a group of people walked along the bamboo path.

  The winding path leads to the secluded area. After a short while, the bamboo sea disappears and is replaced by a large area of ​​elegant bamboo houses and bamboo buildings.

   "Master Chu, congratulations for being promoted to the evil wizard, the right judge of the Arctic Exorcism Institute, our Jiuyou League has one more young talent who has been promoted to a fairy."

  Dragon Girl Qingying did not know when she arrived, came to the two of them, smiled and congratulated Chu Chen.

   "Princess Ying, don't want to make fun of it anymore. It's nothing like a fairy from the 9th rank."

  Chu Chen is polite and humble.

"That's true! The immortal official from the 9th rank is too young." Qingying Dragon Girl smiled and continued: "If Chu Gongzi accepts my father's funding, don't talk about the 9th and 7th ranks in the future, even if it is the 5th rank. , Sanpin immortals also do it."

   "Hahaha, I haven't seen you for a few days, Princess Qingying speaks more and more."

   "What? Master Chu, I used to talk badly?"

   "That's definitely not"

  In the past few days, the two of them have added friends in Jiuyouling and chatted with each other. The relationship is much better than before, and they talk freely.

Zhang Xiucai beside    was dumbfounded.

  Qingying Dragon Girl he knows naturally.

   can't say knowing.

  It's just a talent who has heard of Princess Qingying unilaterally, knowing that Princess Qingying is the only daughter of Longjun, the jewel in the palm, and the proud girl of the sky, and they don't even know him.

  Zhang Xiucai watched Chu Chen and Qingying Dragon Girl talk casually, and a huge wave surged in his heart.

  There are two surprises.

  One, the friend of Chu Chen really got the favor of Long Jun, but he did not accept Long Jun's funding;

  Second, that is that Chu Chen and Dragon Girl talked so well and casually.

Before   , they rushed to Longjun to feast and Chu Chen didn't know Princess Qingying.

  In less than a month, what happened?

  Chu Chen didn't accept Longjun's funding, so why did he also enter the Jiuyou League?

  Zhang Xiucai is full of confusion, and only feels that she has missed a lot, and people are a little confused.

  Not long after, Dragon Girl Qingying led the two into the bamboo house and bamboo building, and came to an octagonal pavilion.

  A middle-aged man is drinking alone in the pavilion.

  A group of girls with graceful appearance and exquisite features are like butterflies wearing flowers, coming and going, and serving melon and fruit tea wine

   "Little friend Chu, sit as you please when you come, hey, this is."

  Chu Chen took the scholar and introduced:

   "Long Jun, this is my friend Zhang Linsheng, who is a scholar of Confucianism, but he is fascinated by the way of Danqing, and he is talented in Danqing."

  "The juniors don't understand this aspect, so I just want to bring you to the palm of my hand, to see how talented my friend is in Danqing, and whether he can go on."

   "If he really can't do it, I have to persuade him to go back to the imperial examination, so as to condense the jury and the scholarship."

  Since Chu Chen intends to recommend his friends, he must be a talented person who can beautify him with various spring and autumn brushwork, who has cast him abandoning the classics of Confucianism and being obsessed with the way of painting.

   "Junior Zhang Linsheng has seen Long Jun!" Zhang Xiucai gratefully glanced at Chu Chen, and bowed to Long Jun in a cautious manner.

  Long Jun smiled kindly: "This king likes to make young talents the most. You don't need to be polite, just sit down."

  Two people took their seats one after another.

  Long Jun first congratulated Chu Chen for being promoted to the fairy clerk, and encouraged him. During this period, he did not neglect the talent, and said a few words with the talent from time to time. It can be said that he is comprehensive and exquisite, making Zhang Xiucai flattered.

  After some chatting, Long Jun became a little interested in the modest and polite talents, and gave birth to the heart of the school entrance examination.

  So, Gong E took down the fruit wine and sent pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

   Facing Long Jun's school test, the Xiucai felt nervous, and when she first held the pen, her hands trembled slightly.

   Still Chu Chen patted him on the shoulder, and the Xiucai exhaled deeply, abandoning all the distracting thoughts in his heart, and concentrated on the drawing paper on the stone table in front of him.

  Pick up the pen and dip the ink, a breath of breath condenses on the tip of the pen.

   Pen!

  At this time, Zhang Xiucai was like a different person, and the tension and cramps just now disappeared without a trace.

  In his eyes, there is only a blank sheet of paper.

  The thin white paper seems to have become a world.

  He holds the paintbrush in his hand and slicks it freely, calmly and confidently.

  This kind of self-confidence is not like the previous self-confidence that is mixed with inferiority, but the self-confidence that naturally radiates from the inside out is the self-confidence in the field he is best at.

  It was the first time that Chu Chen saw Zhang Xiucai painting. At this moment, he was slightly surprised.

  He doesn't know how to paint or understand painting skills, but he is a man of the door, and he can faintly feel the smell of "the harmony between man and nature" in the scholar.

  No matter the main roads or trails, which school of practice, can faintly enter this state, it is extremely rare.

  Long Jun and Qingying Dragon Girl are much more knowledgeable. At this moment, seeing the Xiucai painting, their faces are also slightly surprised.

  In the beginning, whether it was Dragon Lord or Qingying Dragon Girl, willing to meet the talented person, it was entirely because of Chu Chen's face.

   After all, Chu Chen is now a member of the Jiuyou League, and he is considered to be his own.

  Even if the recommended person is of average talent, they will meet and be inspired.

  But, Dragon Lord and Dragon Girl are a little surprised at this moment.

  Not long before Zhang Xiucai completed the painting.

   is a picture of a horse-almost the same as the one given to Chu Chen and Huang Fugui.

  Long Jun and Long Nv Qingying immediately took over the horses and watched back and forth.

  Zhang Xiucai stood aside prudently, clenching and loosening his hands, pulling on his sleeves, and the whole person looked tense and nervous, without the calm and self-confidence that he had just painted.

  Chu Chen secretly felt funny in his heart, and the onlookers were clear, he had just noticed his words and expressions, and realized that the talented person might have entered the eyes of Long Jun's law.

  Sure enough, after a while, Long Jun, who was immersed in the observation, raised his head slightly, and said to Zhang Xiucai with a kind smile that he had never had before.

   "Xiaoyou Zhang, who do you learn from?"

   "I have never been in the school of the famous Danqing teacher, but I followed the teacher to get started when I was studying, and later came from studying painting, which made Long Jun laughed."

  Zhang Xiucai is quite embarrassed.

  Long Jun and Qingying Dragon Girl are surprised.

   Qingying girl firmly said: "You have reached the threshold of the true meaning of painting, how can there be no famous teacher to guide you?"

  "Xiaosheng really didn't worship a famous teacher. If I can worship a famous teacher, how can I do it."

Zhang Xiucai was half talking, and perhaps he thought of something, and said: "If you say that you worship a famous teacher, maybe there is. A few days ago, I encountered a volume of incomplete Confucian calligraphy in the ghost market. Outsiders did not know the real treasure. Going back to observe and study, the painting skills have greatly improved, and this is the chance to enter the product."

   "Oh~ Xiaoyou Zhang, can you take a look at that calligraphy?" Long Jun came to be interested.

   "Naturally! Younger generations take it with them."

  Long Jun is rich in wealth and respected status. Zhang Xiucai didn't worry that the other party would fall in love with the calligraphy he had missed. He generously took out a broken scroll from the secret compartment of the bookcase and handed it to Long Jun.

  Long Junzhen took it seriously, and slowly spread it out.

  For a long time, Long Jun put away the broken calligraphy again, and looked at the scholar with scorching eyes.

   "Xiaoyou Zhang, you have such a fortune in the ruined great Confucian calligraphy. It seems that you are expected to condense your heart and soul, and you are really a genius of painting!"

  Zhang Xiucai was shocked, her voice trembled slightly:

   "Senior Longjun, the great heart, you said I can gather the great heart."

  Chu Chen understood it vaguely at this meeting. Danqing Miaoxin is the foundational qualification of Confucianism, which is similar to the Confucianism and Taoism condensed by the fame of scholars, the fame of elevating people, and the fame of Jinshi.

   Condensed the spirit of red and green, the scholars do not need to test their fame and fame in their careers, they can condense the Confucianism and Taoism, and they can also practice along the way.

  "Exactly! Zhang Xiaoyou, if what you say is true, this king asserts that eight to nine out of ten of you can condense your heart, and if this king finds a master painter for you, there will be no suspense.

  Long Jun was firm in his words and was extremely confident in his own judgment. After speaking, he smiled freely:

   "You also attended the night banquet of this king that day, hahaha, but this king has a clumsy eye, and he has eyes but no knowledge of Ling Yunmu!"

  Long Jun's laughter fell in Zhang Xiucai's ears, which was tantamount to Tianyin Xianle.

  Zhang Xiucai's body trembled slightly, her nose was sour, and her eyes filled with tears.

  I don't know how to suffer without personnel.

  When he was a teenager, Zhang Xiucai was brilliant, and his family had high expectations for him, hoping that he would succeed in his career and become famous.

  Unfortunately, scholars only like Danqing, not Confucian classics, and articles.

  In the eyes of others, in the eyes of family members, Confucian scholars, Confucian scholars, and professional studies are the avenues, and poetry and poetry are nowhere near Xiao Daoer.

  Xiucai's behavior in pursuit of dreams and drunkenness did not get the recognition and support of his family members, and only received ridicule and ridicule from all directions.

  Especially when the imperial examination failed, after the rankings got worse every time, the talents were disappointed and tormented.

  Am I really a waste?

  Is it really wrong for me to abandon the Jingxue Avenue and go into the Danqing Trail?

  I practice the way of Danqing, will there be a day when I will make a fortune?

  Every night, when the night is quiet, Zhang Xiucai always asks his heart three times.

  Inspired again and again; hit hard again and again;

   Time and time again lofty ambition, time and time again frustrated.

  While struggling and suffering, he swiped his pen and ink over and over again, venting his inner emotions on white paper.

   Over and over again, repeating boredom, loneliness, and helplessness.

  Sometimes, he clearly has tears in his eyes, and the paintbrush in his hand has not stopped. With tears in his hands, he has to finish the painting.

  Finally, the mood fluctuates too much, and the painting is abandoned.

  He had to sigh, knead the paintings together, regroup, and start to write again.

   Accompany with loneliness, make friends with loneliness, and make all kinds of suspicion, disapproval, and disappointment from the outside world as the enemy!

  In the past few years, how many days and nights have been in spring, dawn, autumn and winter.

  He always came here.

   Plain and plain, there is no gunpowder, but it is a magnificent, **** and tearful struggle!

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