1979 The Life of Idle Fish

Chapter 356 Master and Disciple’s First Cooperation
The words of the sage in the "Tao Te Ching" are particularly bitter and difficult for ordinary people to read.

But Luo Tao benefited greatly from reading it. This does not mean that he is very educated, but that he has experienced and realized nearly decades in his previous and present lives.

You don’t have to be a writer or enter the collecting world to boast that you understand Chinese culture. Everyone is just a drop in the ocean when it comes to the culture of their own nation.

In particular, our Chinese civilization is extensive and profound. It has spanned 5000 years and has gone through many hardships, but the Chinese civilization is still there today.

The sun is fading westward.

My husband woke up from his nap.

The two masters and apprentices started a battlefield in the study room. You chased me and I blocked you. The smoke was filled and murderous intent was everywhere.

half an hour.

Mr. Zhang used a "strange skill" to kill thousands of troops. It can be said that he sat up in shock even though he was dying of illness. The old tree sprouted new buds. Luo Tao was retreating steadily and was unable to resist.

"Long test" After thinking for a long time, he smiled slightly.

"Sir, your chess skills are superb. I am convinced that I have lost. If we can play another game, I guarantee that I can beat you."

Luo Tao is just a primary school student who has just started playing Go. If his husband hadn't kept giving him moves, he might have finished after just a few moves.

Luo Tao was not proficient in this art, so in order to accompany his husband to relieve his boredom, he had no choice but to catch up and play tricks in front of Guan Gong.

"Forget it, your chess skills are too bad. It's better to call Mr. Pan over!"

He waved his hand at Luo Tao's proposal, which meant that he disliked Luo Tao, a bad chess player.

How can your chess skills get better if you play chess with a bad chess player every day?

Luo Tao couldn't resist, so he went to the courtyard and called Mr. Pan, who was sitting on a wicker chair against the west wall, listening to Peking Opera.

He trotted up to her and said a little aggrievedly: "Mr. Pan, please come into the room with me and give me a review."

She was a little panicked. She finally took a rest, but why did she come to disturb her leisure again?

He turned off the radio and said, "What's wrong with this?"

"What else can happen? You don't know, my husband is too difficult to take care of. In order to take care of me, I played chess with him. Now it's better, but the old man in turn dislikes me for being a bad chess player. You can judge me, this is mine Wrong?"

Who can bear this matter?

Of course, this is all just to tease Mr. Pan. They are really two empty nesters, and their children and descendants are also busy with their lives. Apart from Sundays, they rarely come to spend time with them.

They used to have their children to accompany them, but now their grandchildren are also going to college or working, and the time to accompany them has gradually decreased.

There was no nanny at home, so Luo Tao wanted to pay, but he thought of the "Chinese face" and didn't dare to mention it.

Fortunately, Xiao October will come to their house several times in January, and Sister He also comes frequently, so it is still good now.

She covered her mouth with her hand and laughed loudly when she heard this, followed Luo Tao's words and said, "Mr. Zhang is a bit of a bully. Let's go, my wife and I will fight against this old gentleman together."

He took Luo Tao's hand and entered the study.

Luo Tao smiled when he saw Mr. Zhang but didn't say anything. He was busy cleaning up the mess for these two men and starting a new battle.

This master's moves are extraordinary, and he uses all kinds of tricks, but the outcome is still [-]-[-].

When the battle situation was in an anxious state, Luo Tao showed his qualities as a qualified chess spectator and gave guidance with a wave of his hand.

This annoyed Mr. Zhang, "You kid, can you calm down for a while? You are more noisy than Little October."

Luo Tao ate for a while, shrank his head, and didn't care. He whispered to Mr. Pan again: "You always do this, this, and this."

Hey!Won.

Mr. Pan didn't even raise his head, and just watched the battle situation carefully. She did not listen to the blind instructions of Luo Tao, a dog-headed strategist, and looked for flaws in Mr. Zhang's chess game by herself.

Since he was looking for trouble, he stopped talking and just wandered around the study, admiring the paintings of the two of them.

I saw a painting on the wall that Mr. Zhang painted in mid-April. It was a really good painting called "Panana Night Rain".

The lines are beautiful and powerful, free and easy, and freehand, a bit like Wu Changshuo's.But think about it, this is a bit different from Mr.’s usual painting style!It shouldn't be Gongbi freehand brushwork, so why change it to Daxiyi.

Luo Tao stared at the painting for a long time, and didn't notice that the two had already played a game.

Mr. Pan's voice came from behind, "What? I like it."

Luo Tao looked a little fascinated, and when she said this, he was a little shocked and a little panicked.

He was too embarrassed to ask for it, "I like it, but it doesn't look like your painting style, gentlemen."

"My eye for fine brushwork is no longer good, and my freehand brushwork is not satisfactory. If you want to take it home with you before you leave, you should leave it as a thought."

Mr. Zhang looked half confused and said to Luo Tao with a smile.

These words entered Luo Tao's ears, and he felt so uncomfortable no matter what.

"Let's keep this painting at home! I'll come whenever I want. Hey! Sir, I have a gracious request, please agree to it."

This unkind request has been buried in Luo Tao's heart for a long time. Today, all kinds of emotions are squeezed together before he dares to boldly raise it to his husband.

Mr. Zhang noticed the hesitation in Luo Tao's words, so he smiled and said, "I am just a student like you, so if you have any unkind requests, just tell me!"

Luo Tao laughed excitedly. The nearly 30-year-old bacon was still shy at this time.

"I would like to collaborate on a painting with these two gentlemen."

The two elders looked at each other, smiled slightly, and nodded in agreement, "Sir, I have already guessed that you would mention this matter."

Luo Tao laughed awkwardly again, never expecting that Mr. Zhang would have noticed his little thoughtfulness.

I took out a four-foot-square piece of rice paper and had my pen and ink ready.

Mr. Zhang suggested: "Let's just draw simple plum blossoms, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums!"

Because of his poor eyesight, Mr. Zhang first drew a plum blossom. He held a magnifying glass and leaned on the drawing table to paint little by little.

When Luo Tao saw this, he felt very deep and watched his husband painting in a daze.

Luo Tao liked orchids, so he painted a Huilan in full bloom in the courtyard.

The remaining bamboo and chrysanthemums were painted by Mr. Pan.

Later, Luo Tao decorated each of the four paintings with four lines of poetry.

Mei: Don't be jealous of peaches and plums, they are different in appearance.

It is still in the state of snow and frost, but it is not very red.

Lan: On the top of a thousand mountains, the deep cracks in the rocks are filled with delicious fragrance.

There are clouds floating under our feet, and we don't know each other when we come and don't know whether to stay or not.

Bamboo: There is no need to cut it into phoenix tubes or cut it into fishing rods.

After the thousands of flowers and grasses have withered, they are left to look into the snow.

Chrysanthemum: Autumn bushes surround the house like Tao's house, and the fence is gradually sloping.

It is not the chrysanthemum that is preferred among the flowers.

The inscription is Luo Yu's master, Zhang Boju, and Pan Su (mentioned by the teacher) collaborated on March [-], Yichou year.

After this painting was finished, it was getting dark.

Luo Tao was not in a hurry to go back, and took the initiative to cook two plates of side dishes to show his respect to his elders.

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