"Please see, brother."

Bai Hao grabbed a rope hanging from the side of the pavilion and pulled it gently.

There were a few soft sounds, and three scrolls of paintings hung around the octagonal pavilion.

Look from left to right,

A picture of a beautiful woman leaning against a railing in the palace;

A picture of a fierce tiger going down the mountain;

A picture of an old monk in a dry temple meditation;

"These paintings were painted by my brother who was so happy that he was moved by me. Is it possible that my brother could see the true meaning of the painting and express his appearance?"

Bai Hao stood beside Fang Jue, smiling eyes, but the intention of taking the teaching exam was revealed.

A gentleman's friendship is not unconditional flattery, nor is it the common criticism of the party.

On the contrary, the more you make friends, the more you will compete with each other for poetry, writing and literary talent, discuss worldly views, express your mind, and communicate with each other, so as to gain a commoner and progress together.

Daotong, then work together to strive forward;

If the Tao is different, then we will not plan for each other!

According to the rules, Fang Jue said that he would pour a glass of wine for him, no matter whether Bai Hao was a high-ranking official or a wealthy person.

It shows the romantic style of scholars who "look down on kings and princes, laugh at wealth and honor", and also shows the style of the Dahao Dynasty focusing on talents.

On the other hand, if you say something wrong, you will pour it yourself and drink it yourself and punish yourself for a cup.

Fang Jue held one hand behind his back and the other hand holding an empty cup, his eyes falling on the first scroll.

Picture of a beauties leaning against the railing in palace clothes.

In the painting, a beautiful young woman holding a round fan, leaning on the railings of the waterside pavilion, with a springy look on her face, as if she was watching flowers and fish.

"This beauty picture is vivid, but Brother Peiran seems to deliberately reflect the charming and charming style of the woman in the painting, which is too craftsmanship. Moreover, this woman looks dignified and generous, and has a kind of demeanor and a big girl. It is definitely not a first-class charming person. Brother Peiran's painting method makes her look full of spring. If she is a gang singer, it is very wonderful. It is just used on this woman, but it is counterproductive."

Fang Jue told the story and finally concluded: "The style of painting is inconsistent with the temperament of the people. Although the brushwork is exquisite, it is only considered an ordinary person."

Bai Hao was identified as a decorative ordinary person. Not only was he not angry, but he laughed.

"My dear brother has a lot of eyesight. When I was doing this painting, I was still young and in full swing. I was quite rude! I shouldn't have written this way, but the painting has been completed. If it is destroyed, it would be a pity. So I kept it, which made me laugh."

After saying that, he held the pot in both hands and poured a glass of wine for him.

Fang Jue saw that he smiled a little embarrassedly, and thought to himself that this woman was the person he loved or had a good relationship?

Given the current relationship between the two, it is not convenient to ask more questions.

"Brother Xie Peiran!"

He raised his glass and drank it all, his eyes turned, and then looked at the next one.

Picture of a tiger going down the mountain.

After watching for a while, he nodded slightly.

"Well, this picture is a bit interesting, it draws the style of the king of beasts. The tiger goes down the mountain and the beasts drive you away. But..."

Speaking of this, he kept silent, looked at the tiger in the scroll, and looked at Bai Hao, showing a confused expression.

"My brother has something to say, but it's okay to say it." Bai Hao said.

Fang Jue held his hands behind his back, pondered for a moment, and slowly spoke again: "The tiger came down the mountain to kill, and it should have a fierce murderous aura. This tiger gives people the feeling that... seems..."

He paused and carefully said: "It seems that it is too gentle, not like a hunting person, but like a big landlord who has eaten his fill, erecting his big belly, hanging a bird cage and leading a dog in his own territory, slept and digesting food with pride. In short, he has more grandness, domineeringness and lacks murderous aura, and has not drawn the true charm of a tiger. In my opinion, it is just an ordinary product."

After saying that, his eyes drifted towards Bai Hao.

He talked freely on the surface and was very confident, as if he was such a master.

But after all, it is the first time in both lives to appreciate paintings, and I am not very sure.

After waiting for a while, no movement in Bai Hao.

Even if he didn't say it was wrong or right, he held the wine pot and stood there, thinking about something.

Could it be that you can't afford to lose?

No matter which era, offending local parents and officials will never end up badly. Although I can’t help but look down on Bai Hao, I said, “I’m just giving a comment. If you say it wrong, don’t blame Brother Peiran.”

"Where are there!"

Bai Hao reacted from the loss of consciousness, and was not displeased at all. Instead, he said in surprise: "My brother is really smart and has a torch! He is not bad at all! Brother foolishly lost his god for a moment, don't blame me!"

This picture of a tiger descending the mountain was painted by him when he first entered the officialdom and was assigned to Guodong County as the county magistrate. He was full of energy and thoughts.

The tiger has been dormant in the mountains for many years and has finally grown up. Today, it has gone down the mountain and demonstrated its ambitions!

At that time, after reading the painting, his teacher smiled without saying a word, and seemed to be quite dissatisfied.

Bai Hao asked repeatedly, and his teacher said, Peiran, you are kind and have no murderous aura and a little frivolous and frivolous. You need to be tempered well in the future.

In charge of the government, we must have a kind heart and love the people and work diligently.

You must also have the iron-blooded skill to shock evil spirits. No matter how big or small the official is, you will have a great majesty.

Parents are just like parents in charge of their children.

It is appropriate to teach kindly and care,

But we must also set rules. If a child makes a mistake, he must be disciplined and punished.

You must not give in without principles just because the child cries a few times or makes a fuss, and spoils the child and eventually leads to a disaster.

This painting is too ostentatious. Look at your smug look, almost jumping out of paper. Where can there be a little bit of the majesty of a tiger?

He is like a rich man. After making a few small amounts of money, he is satisfied and arrogant.

Fang Jue's comments were almost exactly the same as his teacher's words.

But who is Fang Jue? Just a young scholar from a small county,

However, his master is famous in the whole province of all the people, and even in Dahao.

At this time, Bai Hao had completely put away the other party's contempt that he felt on the painting path, poured him a glass of wine, and said seriously: "My brother, please drink this glass and look at the third one."

"Thank you, Brother Peiran!"

Fang Jue drank it all in one go.

The third painting is a picture of an old monk meditating on Zen.

Compared with the first two pictures, this picture is much simpler, whether it is composition structure or ink lines.

If the first two paintings are realistic, that one has a very freehand charm.

A simple ‘door frame’,

Sitting cross-legged in the middle.

I couldn't see clearly my appearance, and I just drew a few strokes to describe a rough outline. If I were not a bald man and wearing a cassock, I could not judge the identity of this person.

But Fang Jue felt a compassionate feeling of compassion for the world at a glance.

"Okay! OK! OK!"

He shouted three times in a row and praised: "This painting is a top-notch and deserves it!"

After saying that, he turned to Bai Hao and said, "Being able to draw this painting is enough to prove that Brother Peiran has a kind heart and admire him!"

"Those who know me are Ziming! Have fun! Have fun!"

Bai Hao laughed happily!
Chapter completed!