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Chapter 11
Facing Song Zhiwen's doubts, Wu Zetian just smiled.She pushed the corner of her mouth again, and a father-in-law came over, holding a few pieces of paper in his hand, and began to read.

It turned out to be a memorial written by Di Renjie.

This time the Turks went south to harass Hebei.Wu Zetian ordered the prince to be the marshal of Hebei Province, and Di Renjie was the deputy marshal to conquer the Turks.When the prince could not do it, Wu Zetian ordered Di Renjie to know the affairs of the marshal, Song Yuanshuang, the prime minister of the right, was the long history, Cui Xian, the prime minister of Taichung, was Sima, and Jixu, the prime minister of Taichung, was the envoy of the supervising army, leading the army to Hebei.

Because Di Renjie was old, he had to travel in a sedan chair, and the army moved first.Just as he left Luoyang and passed through Yanshi County, he heard the sound of a flute coming from the river beside the road.At first I thought the sound of the flute was vulgar, so I didn't pay attention.But as we get closer to the sound of the flute, we can hear that although the sound of the flute is vulgar, it makes people feel like shouting and roaring, just like the Yellow River is rushing and roaring. .

Di Renjie was curious and ordered the bearer to stop the sedan chair.Follow the sound of the flute and walk over.The flute player who surprised Di Renjie and the others was a boy of twelve or thirteen years old.The boy was sitting cross-legged on the ground at this moment, and not far from him was a buffalo eating half-green and half-yellow grass.It turned out to be a cowherd.

The cowherd's black hair hangs over his shoulders, and he is dressed in coarse cloth, which shows that the young man's family background is not good, but the young man is sitting cross-legged on the ground, playing the flute in his mouth, with one foot still in the river, and his attitude Self-possessed, there is an indescribably elegant taste in his expression.

If this is the case, the matter is over.There are so many good-looking and good-looking teenagers in the world, and it is impossible for Di Renjie to take care of them all. Besides, the people of Limin in Hebei are equal to him leading an army to save them.But there is still a drawing board in front of this young man. Because of his family background, the paper on the drawing board is very rough. He still has a writing brush on his body, but because of using it for a long time, his head is bald.As for the inkstone, it is just a piece of green tile.

Di Renjie frowned slightly. He himself was not very skilled in painting, at least he couldn't be called a brilliant painter, but because Yan Liben had rescued and recommended him, he usually paid attention to paintings.If this boy uses this kind of brush to paint, the effect will be seriously compromised.

But this young man's green shirt and coarse cloth are now in autumn, and his feet are still bare. Needless to say, his family is poor, so it would be nice to be able to use a pen, ink and paper, so he has the conditions to be picky?
The young man looked at the piece of paper and played the flute, but he seemed to be in a state of ecstasy. A group of people came over, but the young man didn't know it.

The boy finally finished playing the piece, sighed, and said, "Hey, after all, I haven't been in the military, so I can't draw the essence."

As he spoke, he picked up the pen and daubed on the paper again.

Weird music, weird boy.It was a gimmick, so the four ministers looked at the paper.

The young man began to use the side edge to break the lines on the paper, and with the ups and downs of his strokes, a painting was gradually completed.Although there is no broken ink or splashed ink at this time, the plastic shape of the picture has already been revealed. A row of lofty mountains, with a few pines and cypresses growing sparsely, and a mountain man carrying a load of firewood on a mountain road. The civilian clothes are a little ragged.

Nearby, a mighty general flashes out from the corner of the painting, and seems to be walking towards the painting.

Di Renjie frowned again. Chinese painting has been great since Gu Kai.Some people say that "Zhang gets its fullness, Lu gets its bones, and Gu gets its spirit. There is no magic, and Gu is the most important." Therefore, the first element of Chinese painting is "spiritual thinking".Like the portrait of Pei Kai painted by Gu Kaizhi, Pei Kai has three beards on his face. In fact, Pei Kai did not have these three beards on his face, but after adding these three beards, the whole portrait suddenly looks radiant. It is the so-called mind.

Another example is Sima Yan in the "Picture of Emperors of Past Dynasties" painted by his benefactor Yan Liben. Sima Yan has a big nose, which is very abrupt in the whole picture. This point shows that Sima Yan is deep and measured.But in fact, in real life, no one has such a big nose.

This boy is very skillful in writing, which can be seen from the moment he put down his flute, he has never stopped writing.The proficiency of the brushwork makes people forget that he is a teenager.The painting method is extremely cumbersome, with a center for a while, and a side for a while, that is, there are several breaking techniques, some of which even Di Renjie has never seen.The brushwork is as fast as a galloping dragon and as slow as an old horse.

But there is one point, he deliberately pursues the similarity of the appearance of things.

What a strange boy, the four ministers thought to themselves.

Although his painting method is quite different from the traditional painting method, it does not destroy its beauty.Now the boy is starting to break the ink, the mountains are rendered vast and lofty under the rendering of the ink, and there is a cool autumn atmosphere in the tranquility.Although there is only one mountain man in the picture, and a general nearby, this general made him tall and mighty with black ink, with a serious expression, and a few flags fluttered behind him. Guess he was on his way with a large army.

All the ministers were fascinated.

After the young man finished painting the trees on the distant mountain, the young man sighed again: "Oh, there is not even a paint, this picture failed again."

As he spoke, he began to inscribe a poem, and the first line was written: The smoke and dust of the Han family is in the northeast, and the general of the Han Dynasty resigned from the house to destroy the disabled.

From Chinese characters to thief characters in one go, the most rare thing is that he uses this bald pen to write in small grass, and the ink is extremely heavy.The brush seems to be free and unrestrained, with a simple and simple meaning.The structure is natural, vigorous and powerful in the continuous flight, and Shen Xiong is sophisticated in the melody and harmony.

If the adults weren't afraid of disturbing the boy's thoughts, they would have all cheered.Although this young man is still a little rusty and reluctant no matter whether he is writing or painting, it can be vaguely seen that this boy has a great atmosphere, and what is even more rare is this kind of painting and calligraphy. Several ministers are well-informed Man, no grown-up has ever seen it.

Whose family is this, given time, it may be the second Li Mi.

Di Renjie came up with this idea from a story of Li Mi's youth.Li Mi liked to read when he was young, and he hung a volume of "Hanshu" on his horn.At that time, the paper was still very thick, and one volume of "Han Shu" was divided into many volumes.He was looking at a volume of "Han Shu" as he walked.Yang Su, Duke of Yue, happened to see this scene on the road, and followed him curiously, feeling very strange in his heart, what kind of young man is this, so hardworking?So I asked him.

Li Mi knew Li Su and came down from the back of the ox to pay homage.Yang Su asked him what book he was reading, and Li Mi replied "The Biography of Xiang Yu".Yang Su talked with him and felt very surprised.After returning home, he said to his son Yang Xuangan, "I think Li Mi has extraordinary knowledge and demeanor, which is beyond your comparison.Later, Yang Xuangan rebelled and asked Li Mi for help, which was also influenced by his father's words.However, this period of ox horn hanging book has also become a good story in history.

Now this boy is about the same age as Li Mi at that time, both around twelve or thirteen years old, and he has the same extraordinary bearing.But now he hasn't finished writing this poem, Di Renjie is inconvenient to talk to him, and after a while, he will know how knowledgeable this young man is.

But at this young age, he has this painting skills, this handwriting, although this young man is very poor now, he will not be a thing in the pool in the future.

The four ministers all held their breaths. At their level, their knowledge was far superior to that of ordinary people. Di Renjie could see that this young man was extraordinary, and they could also see that they were afraid of disturbing this young man.

The boy continued to write:

The man is self-respectful, and the emperor is very gifted.

Go down to Yuguan with the golden beating drum, and the Jingjing meanders between the stones.

Xiao Weiyu's book flies across the vast sea, Shan Yu hunts fire and illuminates Langshan.

The mountains and rivers are extremely borderline, and Hu Qiping is mixed with wind and rain.

The first half of the warrior army is dead and alive, and the beauties are still singing and dancing under the tent!
The desert is poor in autumn, and there are few soldiers in the lonely city at sunset.

When the body is kind, Yu Heng underestimates the enemy, and does his best to pass the siege without breaking through.

Tieyi Yuanshu worked hard for a long time, and the jade chopsticks should cry goodbye after leaving.

The young woman Chengnan wants to have a heartbroken, and Zheng Ren Ji Beikong looks back.

Floating in the courtyard can be saved, what's more, the boundless territory is boundless!
Murderous intent made a cloud at three o'clock, and the cold sound spread over the night.

Seeing white swords and blood pouring out, how can Gu Xun never die?

You don’t see the hardships on the battlefield, I still remember General Li!

When the boy finally finished writing this poem.what!Di Renjie almost cried out, and quickly covered his mouth.

(End of this chapter)