Taoist chanting

Chapter 262 The so-called DPRK is a good official
After drinking the tea, Zhang Wenfeng got up and pointed out a few words to the little fox demon, helped to modify the picture, and then looked at the portrait painting that Yun Qiuhe practiced some time ago, pointed out the shortcomings and the parts to pay attention to, and reminded:
"Don't just paint women and children. In addition to softness, slenderness, and roundness, you should broaden the range of portraits and change styles, interspersed with old people, men, and old women. It is necessary to make a drastic choice. You go ask Uncle Lame to sit down and demonstrate painting a tough, masculine old man today."

Yun Qiuhe grinned and cupped his fists: "Obey!"

From the storage bag, she took out a jar of good wine she brought from Zhoucheng, and ran out with it.

Not long after, the old cripple came in with Yun Qiuhe in short work clothes and disheveled hair, muttering in his mouth, "Daozhang Yun, why don't I go wash my face, fix my hair and change my whole body?" New clothes again? How can I paint with this mess?"

Zhang Wenfeng stood up and said with a smile: "Uncle Lame, you don't need to be so particular, please sit down for half an hour, and don't delay you to go to the kitchen to work." He stretched out his hand and asked the old lame man to sit down on the chair, and said, "Friend Daoist Yun, please help me." The old man pours a glass of wine, let's chat and draw casually, don't be idle."

The old cripple laughed so that the wrinkles on his face stretched out, and he said, "That's a good relationship. My old waist can't sit still for a long time."

Yun Qiuhe hurriedly washed a teacup, turned his back and took out a light blue thin porcelain bottle, uncorked the bottle and poured a cup of green wine, then hid the bottle, turned around and brought the wine to the old cripple, and said with a smile: " You are really blessed, this is the 'Bilu wine' that has been cellared for fifty years in the five-hundred-year-old shop 'Tianqing Restaurant' in Zhoucheng, drink it slowly."

The old cripple said the polite words of "I'm sorry to make you spend money", he had already taken the teacup, sniffed the smell of wine, took a sip, and smiled until he lost his eyes, and even said: "Good wine! Well-deserved reputation! In the past I only heard that 'the color is bright and sweet, and the fragrance is mellow', and it is true! This wine is too expensive, and it hurts to drink it."

He took another sip of the expensive wine, his spirits high.

The chatterbox opened up, chattering about the characteristics of famous wines from various places in Nanjiang Prefecture.

He hasn't drank a lot, but it's like a treasure.

Yun Qiuhe stared at Zhang Guanzhu's quick draft and grasped the shape, and casually responded with compliments, so that the old cripple could continue talking.

More than half an hour later, a particularly mighty portrait with a face full of wrinkles and cracks like a rock weathered and cracked was completed. The disheveled hair was unrestrained and blurred, the vicissitudes of the eyes concealed the vicissitudes of life, and the corners of the mouth were slanted. A trace of sarcasm.

The look and effect of the whole painting is simply amazing.

Yun Qiuhe and the little fox girl stared at the picture in admiration, this painting is full of vigor and energy!

Not tactful, not soft, but tough and fierce, giving people the shock of being majestic.

The old cripple who said he couldn't sit for a long time, after drinking a glass of Bilu wine, his waist didn't hurt and his legs didn't hurt, so he came over to take a look.

He grinned and said, "Brother Feng drew the old man so fiercely!"

He actually likes it wholeheartedly, this is how he was when he was young, with a fierce and fierce face, no one would accept it, Brother Feng is really amazing, he can draw all of this, and said: "Brother Feng, I can keep this painting for safekeeping ?"

Zhang Wenfeng signed under the portrait.

Since the last time he painted "into the subtleties", his state of mind has improved, and his painting skills have improved further.

The improvement of his state of mind also helps him to observe trees, flowers and plants in a more subtle way, so that he can experience a different natural world and slowly integrate into his own practice, but it still takes time to accumulate.

He is currently in a groping stage of "plausible but not real".

When he figured out some doubts, his cultivation speed should become extremely fast again.

Yun Qiuhe hurriedly said: "Uncle Lame, I will draw another one for you next time. This painting is a demonstration made by the temple master. I have to keep it to learn from time to time." The cripple: "Save this bottle of Bilu wine and drink it slowly, thank you for your hard work."

"Not hard, not hard."

The old cripple took the wine bottle and was pushed out of the tea house by Yun Qiuhe in a daze.

Yun Qiuhe smiled like a fox who just stole a chicken. She wanted to keep all of Zhang Guanzhu's fan paintings, because the first painting felt the freshest, and the second painting might look the same on the surface. Actually quite different.

Just because Zhang Guanzhu draws so well, she has to spend a lot of verbal battles every time.

Why is it that no one rushes to ask for the portrait she drew for others?

Alas, I am so tired.

Spray the glue on the screen, and when it is completely dry, a rune light flies in from the outside.

Yun Qiuhe took the yellow talisman, checked it for a while, and said with a smile: "Guanzhu Zhang, do you have time tomorrow? My senior brother sent a letter saying that the Dharma Protector agreed with you to serve as the Patrol Envoy of Keqing in Zhoucheng, and you can go through the formalities tomorrow."

She didn't expect it to be so smooth. The Ke Qing of the Daolu branch in Zhoucheng is a very important post.

It is not possible to become one if you want to become one if you have a gradually weakened state of cultivation. There are many conditions that need to be examined.

The little fox girl diligently boiled water and poured tea at the coffee table, and cleaned the seasonal fruits brought by Yun Qiuhe.

Zhang Wenfeng had already washed his hands, he put down the teacup and said with a smile, "So soon, I'll go tomorrow by myself, you don't have to go back and forth."

Yun Qiuhe was happy to be able to help with one thing, and said with a smile, "How can it be done? I will also be the guide of the host, and take you around the shops in Fangshi. I will stay in the Taoist temple tonight, and I will spend the night with Sister Yue. Let's chat, let's go tomorrow morning."

Zhang Wenfeng could only say: "Mr. Mo will go to Zhoucheng together."

Mo Ye never saw anyone, and Shenlong couldn't see the end. He promised to ask Mo Ye to go with him when he went out.

The little fox girl hurriedly said, "I want to go too."

"You have to tell your sister, it's no use talking to us."

Yun Qiuhe rubbed Xin Xing's hair, and the blow made the little fox demon dejected. It was impossible for Xin Yue to agree to the little fox demon going out far.

Things were settled, Yun Qiuhe copied the charcoal portrait of the old cripple while feeling fresh.

After drinking the tea, Zhang Wenfeng got up to look at the paintings of the two of them for a while, gave some pointers, and went out to the spiritual grassland in the field, where the weeds in the middle absorbed the nutrients of wood gas and supplemented them to the strong spiritual grass.

He inspected the vitality of the spirit grass, observed the texture of the leaves, and took out a small wooden board, put white paper on it, used black stones to outline a part of a spirit grass, magnified it several times, and drew the fine veins of the leaves.

He has already accumulated a thick stack of line drawing manuscripts, including spiritual grass, maize spiritual plants, spiritual peaches, plums, etc.

He drew repeatedly in order to compare and observe the differences before and after.

The autumn wind is blowing, and the yellow leaves are falling.

Early the next morning, the three of them headed east along the official road.

Mo Ye didn't like flying, so Zhang Wenfeng walked with him.

Yun Qiuhe didn't bother to ask why, she was not very interested in that mysterious and weird woman, so of course she couldn't fly in the air alone.

At the beginning of the afternoon, the three of them came to Zhoucheng.

The bustle and bustle of Dacheng is not comparable to that of county towns.

There are two rows of gatekeepers at the city gate, but they don't know how to check their identity, tokens and guides.

Yun Qiuhe took him for a long time, and came to the Daolu Branch of Zhoucheng, which occupies a large area in the city.

After Mo Ye entered the door, she separated from the two of them. She went straight to the library and flipped through the books as if she had entered her own home. The formation restriction had no effect on her.

Yun Qiuhe and Zhang Guanzhu came to a room in the south building and found her senior brother Mo Xiufeng who was waiting for her.

"Guanzhu Zhang, long time no see, well!"

Before Mo Xiufeng came to Zhoucheng with He Guangjun last year to take office, he stopped by the Daolu Branch of Xiling County, and as a notary, he saw Zhang Guanzhu, who was weak at the beginning, fighting swords with He Crazy, and was deeply impressed at that time, secretly feeling After almost a year, Zhang Guanzhu's cultivation level will catch up with him.

"I've met Fellow Daoist Mo, I'm causing trouble to Fellow Daoist Mo!"

"No trouble, the Taoist protector appreciates you. I heard that you applied for the Patrol Envoy of Ke Qing, so I agreed immediately. Let's go, let's go to see Protector Xie first, it's getting late."

Mo Xiufeng vaguely reminded that the prefectures are different from each other, so don't be so late next time.

The Daolu branch in Zhoucheng has the principal and the law protector, who manage the Daolu branch in every county in a state, and have great power.

Walk along the corridor to the east, pass through a formation portal, and come to a two-story attic courtyard with carved beams and painted buildings. Mo Xiufeng went in to report, and then came out quickly, signaling Zhang Wenfeng to go in with him, while Yun Qiuhe was waiting outside.

Mo Xiufeng went out immediately after meeting the Dharma Protector Xie Moling who was sitting behind the cloud table.

Xie Moling wore a black Taoist robe with a long beard, smiled and ordered the respectful Zhang Wenfeng to move a chair beside him, sat down and talked, and said: "A few days ago, I heard Yi Weishu talk about you, and he told you Gao Yi also wrote a letter to recommend you, saying that you are calm and capable, and you are worthy of a great responsibility. I wanted to invite you to chat, so you asked someone to come to me by yourself. We are also destined, so here Don't be restrained, just let go and talk."

Zhang Wenfeng came to a sudden, no wonder it went so smoothly, there were two big bosses behind him to take care of him.

As the saying goes, there are people in the court who are good at being officials.

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(End of this chapter)