Taoist chanting

Chapter 29
Seeing that the three of them looked at him after laughing, Zhang Wenfeng smiled and said, "I tried my best, and when the painting was finished, Luan Tingsan still couldn't recognize the person in the portrait. Please don't blame Dean Wu."

Wu Ganping laughed out loud, his short beard twitched, showing that he was in a good mood.

"It's not strange, it's definitely not strange. In this world, if Brother Zhang listens to the dictation and still doesn't look like a picture, then no one can draw a portrait."

Although he didn't witness Zhang Guanzhu's painting with his own eyes, but through the description of Yun Qiuhe and Fu Gujing, especially the strong recommendation of Junior Sister Yun, he thinks it can't be wrong.

The portrait of the female thief last time was almost more like a real person, the painting came alive.

Yun Qiuhe stayed and waited for this moment, stood up and said with a smile, "I'm going to prepare the daishi and drawing paper, is there any request from Fellow Daoist Zhang?"

Zhang Wenfeng pondered for a while, and said: "Besides Daishi, please help me prepare some willow charcoal sticks, the length of your fingers and the thickness of chopsticks are enough. I need two cold cooking cakes (steamed buns), and the surface of the skin should not be wet. In addition, drawing paper It’s better to be thicker and stronger, and prepare three extra sheets.”

This request is quite strange. Can willow charcoal sticks and cooking cakes be used for portraits?
Yun Qiuhe wrote them down one by one, laughed, "No problem, wait a moment", and went out to prepare strange items.

Shen Si had heard Senior Brother Wu discuss the portrait with Senior Brother Fu and Junior Sister Yun last night. He had never seen the portrait of the female thief, but Senior Brother Fu and Junior Sister Yun spoke highly of the Taoist priest surnamed Zhang. The shabby guy in the half-worn sermon robe and the half-worn bamboo hat on his back was also a little curious.

He is proficient in painting plum, bamboo, orchid, and stone, but he is not good at painting portraits, which are too difficult.

Sitting on the side listening to his senior brother chatting about yesterday's case with Zhang Guanzhu, a low-born and low-cultivation man, he didn't say a word.

After drinking the pot of tea, Wu Ganping remembered something, got up and walked to the desk, took out a silver-gray waist card from the drawer, handed it to Zhang Wenfeng, motioned to sit and talk, he sat down again and said with a smile: " I went back to the city yesterday and stepped up the production of the Keqing token, welcome Brother Zhang to join our Daolu branch, and you can use Yuan Qi to sacrifice and refine it when you have time."

Official law enforcement guards need to apply to the higher-level County City Daolu Branch, but Keqing Law Enforcement Guards do not need to. Within the scope of his authority as the director, he only needs to register and make a list, and then submit it for filing.

Zhang Wenfeng received it with both hands, and said, "Thank you for your care, Master."

The format of the Keqing order is similar to that of the Baiyu card, with two lines of text added, "Keqing Law Enforcement Guard, Zhang Wenfeng".

From now on, he can be regarded as a public servant, and he is still free, not very restrained, and he doesn't need to stay in the city every day to sleep, which is very considerate.

Wu Ganping smiled and said: "Guest law enforcement guards can receive ten taels of silver per month, and one spiritual energy stone every three months. If there are meritorious deeds, they will be rewarded separately. You can enjoy certain discounts when you buy immortality items at the shop opened by Dao Lu Academy." .”

Zhang Wenfeng's eyes lit up slightly, he knew that the spirit stone was the real good thing.

Master Xuanmu left a pile of spiritual energy stones to future generations, but someone took them all away, which made him very disappointed for a while.

Wu Ganping explained some things related to Ke Qing, and turned his head to Fu Gujing to explain:

"Old Fu, later, you will take Brother Zhang to Lao Jin, the accountant, and with my handbook, I will take the spoils we got from destroying the den of thieves yesterday, Brother Zhang's share first."

He also explained to Zhang Wenfeng: "Everyone who participated in the war has a share, and the brothers who died in the battle have additional pensions and other compensations. As for our rewards, we have to wait for some days, and the higher authorities need time to review and verify."

How could he fail to see Brother Zhang's predicament?

When we met for the first time, although the Taoist robe Brother Zhang was wearing outside was new, the fabric used and dyed indigo were so-so, and the heels of the homemade shoes under his feet were all worn out, which he had already noticed.

Now that he has become his own brother, he has to give priority to taking care of one or two when making excuses, and he can't be too deliberate.

This brother looks gentle on the surface, but in fact he has a high spirit. It is normal for a capable person to be a little bit arrogant.

Zhang Wenfeng thanked him with a smile, this is what he deserved, and it just relieved his embarrassing financial situation.

You can buy at least two sets of out-of-the-way robes and two pairs of timeless cloth shoes.

About two quarters of an hour later, Yun Qiuhe walked in and said with a smile: "Guard Zhang, the things are ready, and the two thieves are arranged in the next room, which is very clean. I will take you to see if you are satisfied?"

Zhang Wenfeng heard the other party's implication, and wanted to watch him paint.

He can't be too inhumane. He has just received the care of the Principal Wu. Of course, based on his experience, it can be seen that everyone doesn't say anything, and said: "Trouble, fellow Daoist Yun, let's go and have a look."

A few people left the hall, walked not far, and followed Yun Qiuhe into the cleaned and wiped room. There were two tables in the middle, and all other items were moved to the walls on both sides. The white wound cloth was also soaked with dried blood.

Zhang Wenfeng checked all the prepared items and picked out a few willow charcoal sticks with moderate thickness and softness.

This woman is very careful in her work. She has prepared a lot of willow sticks and charcoal sticks in various heats. She also specially cut the rice paper to the size he made that day, and there are several complete rice paper for him to choose from.

"Very well, let's get started."

Spread out a piece of rice paper about [-] in size, pick up a stick of charcoal, and following the dictation of the middle-aged man with an injured arm, he uses the stick of charcoal to draw, smear, and modify on the drawing paper, tearing off the smooth surface of the cake As an eraser, wipe off excess charcoal ink.

He asked some details, such as the shape of the face?

The size and distance of the eyes and nose, the thickness of the lips and so on.

Especially the characteristics that the dictator remembers clearly, such as the nasolabial folds at the corners of the mouth, which are long and short. .

Let the two thieves who can't wait to pour beans into the bamboo tube to make further improvements based on his paintings.

After working for more than half an hour, the drawing finally reached the seven or eight parts of the man's mouth.

Yun Qiuhe looked at the portrait that was formed step by step, and Zhang Guanzhu's skillful use of charcoal to draw the picture, with every stroke traceable. She seemed to have found a way to open a new window, and her eyes showed excitement.

Given Zhang Guanzhu's tight conditions, it is likely that he often used willow branches and charcoal sticks in his paintings in the past.

After you are proficient, you can use the Daishi pen like a knife, and there is no level of useless brush.

Zhang Wenfeng picked up the semi-dry towel on the side to wipe his hands, wiped off the charcoal black stains on his hands, took out a new sheet of paper, spread it on another table, and said, "I'll draw a new one." , That one has been modified too much, affecting the effect."

Pressing the two sides with a paperweight, he chose a strip of Daishi that had been sharpened at one end and squared at the other. He stopped looking at the drawing, pinched the Daishi sideways, and stroked the pen on the paper.

It's really called a man with a well-thought-out plan, flowing clouds and flowing water without stagnation in things.

Yun Qiuhe was secretly amazed, and sure enough, Zhang Guanzhu's superb painting skills were drawn through charcoal strips.

Glancing at the meditation on the other side, he saw his delicate expression, obviously remembering the order of painting.

Yun Qiuhe secretly smiled, let's learn, this is not an ordinary painting method, it looks easy, but when you really draw by yourself, you will know that the brush and brush are entangled and there is no smooth place.

She has a sense of superiority over those who stand on a high ground.

Just over a quarter of an hour later, Zhang Wenfeng stopped, and he strengthened some basic features of the bandit leader, such as his eyes, making him look more fierce, and his decree lines more exaggerated and prominent.

The two thieves stood up to have a look again, and shouted at the same time: "Like, it's so similar!"

Wu Ganping laughed while holding the portrait: "Okay, brother Zhang's unique skill is eye-opening, that thief Luan Tingsan will be shocked when he sees his arrest notice again!"

With the fan painting, the painters of the Daolu branch and the county government compared and sketched.

If you spend more time and put more effort into it, it is still possible to have six or seven points of image, and it is enough.

It is impossible for him to ask Brother Zhang to wrap up all the hundreds of portraits, because talents have the use of talents, and using a cultivator in the transformation of Qi state as a donkey is a waste of money, and he can't do it.

Also wastes time.

(End of this chapter)