The First Yamen of the Great Song Dynasty

Chapter 105

The emperor of the country has the final say, as long as the official speaks about going to Jiangnan, no one else can stop him, including his father.

Since his father must have no hope here, he can only go directly to the official's house.

Gao Ming was clear in his heart, he didn't go to the official to send him to the south of the Yangtze River, the official had to take the initiative to send him so that no one would notice.

Otherwise, if he showed that he was very interested in the Fangla battlefield, it would inevitably arouse suspicion.

As for how to get the officials to send him to Jiangnan, Gao Ming has been thinking about it for the past few days, and finally decided to start with what Zhao Ji is most interested in.

In the Hanlin Royal Academy of Painting, there are a group of professional painters who will copy everyone's paintings on weekdays for the royal family to appreciate.

And ever since Zhao Ji came to the stage, he actually presided over the daily calligraphy and painting exercises of the painting academy in person, just like the dean of the painting.

Zhao Ji himself is a master at painting flowers and birds, and his achievements are far better than his being an emperor.

On this day, he "didn't do his job properly" and called the painters of the painting academy and the painting students to discuss how to make a painting composition.

Naturally, several favored princes and ministers also accompanied the king, among them was Gao Ming.

Because everyone has a very high level of education, people like Cai Jing are masters of calligraphy and painting, and even have their own family in calligraphy, and they will be masters in future generations.

As for the others, even if they can't compete with masters, they are all good players, and they will all be at the professor level in future generations.

Among them, Gao Ming seemed very low-class. It was completely a primary school student who broke into the doctoral class.

He didn't know anything about painting. Watching them express their opinions one by one, he just felt bored and wanted to go home and rest.

However, fortunately, he was accompanied by Murong Yanze, and his aspirations were not here. He just wanted to have a common topic with Zhao Ji, and learned some superficial aspects of how to paint with his family members, so as not to chat with others. When he speaks, his mind wanders.

Gao Ming was a little hungry, wondering when he could have dinner.

At this moment, Murong Yanze said in a low voice: "I'm so hungry, when can I eat?"

Gao Ming laughed softly: "Just thinking about eating, why don't you hurry up and improve your artistic attainments?"

"I'm an architectural talent, okay?" Murong Yanze said, "There is a specialization in art. What about me, why don't you learn painting quickly, you bastard."

Gao Ming smacked his lips, "Who said I was Bai Ding?"

"What can you draw?"

Simple strokes of Lao Ding's head, Gao Ming thought to himself.

At this time, I heard Zhao Ji say: "My dear friends, what do you think of Cao Huazheng's picture of a flying bird holding a fruit? Comments and comments."

Huazheng is the dean, and the level of painting is recognized by everyone, so it is naturally a compliment.

The officials who knew how to paint all went up, Gao Ming and Murong Yanze pretended to go forward, and then only looked around, anyway, there were so many people, and it was not their turn to comment, it would be serious to go to dinner after watching the excitement.

At this time, Zhao Ji looked around and saw Gao Ming's head through the gap in the crowd, and said with a smile, "Gao Aiqing, would you like to comment?"

Huh?It was as if a scumbag in mathematics was suddenly asked by the teacher, Gao Ming's smile froze on his face, "Minister?"

Ever since Gao Ming presented the little white deer last time, Zhao Ji was deeply impressed by the scene at that time, both in terms of composition and color matching. At that time, he felt that Gao Ming had some artistic talent.

Now that I remembered it, I asked Gao Ming to come forward and comment on one or two.

Murong Yanze showed a smirk at Gao Ming, and Gao Ming felt that he was suddenly called by the teacher to ask questions.

Gao Ming subconsciously looked at Zhao Kai, but he didn't expect that Zhao Kai had no intention of making a rescue, but even nodded at him, the meaning was obvious, come on, tell me, this king is optimistic about you.

Cai Jing and the others even showed expressions of "expectation", and they all smiled, "Don't refuse to make a high point, let's comment on Cao Huazheng's paintings."

Aren't you quite eloquent? If you were asked to speak, why didn't you speak?

Gao Ming knew that if he didn't say one, two, three, it would definitely not work.

Gao Qiu was also there, sweating for his son, alas, I told you to learn more calligraphy and painting if you have nothing to do, but you just didn't listen, what are you going to do now?

Gao Ming cleared his throat and walked to the painting table. He saw that it was a picture of flowers and birds. It depicted a bird of unknown species standing on a branch of a fruit tree full of peaches. It was the same theme as most of the pictures of flowers and birds.

"Cao Huazheng's brushwork is delicate and lifelike. The bird's beak is outlined with a fine brush, and the bird's feathers are rendered with brush and ink, completely showing the fluffy texture of the feathers. The branches and leaves on the branches are eaten by insects. The hole has been drawn out in detail, which shows that Cao Huazheng has profound skills and is wonderful."

Gao Ming heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, and finally he had nothing to say, so he made a lot of comments.

But I don't want Cao Huazheng, as an artist, to look down on Gao Ming's superficial and sloppy comments, which are not in-depth at all.

For a person with such a low level, he was praised by the officials last time, saying how wonderful his White Deer Picture is?

Hearing what the officials said at the beginning, it seemed that they, the people of the painting academy, might not have Gao Mingqiang in the decoration.

It's an insult to his accomplishments.

Looking at Gao Ming today, he is really only talking.

This kind of person is actually more appreciated by the officials than those who have real talents and learning, which is really annoying.

Cao Huazheng laughed perfunctorily, "As a layman who doesn't understand painting, Mr. Gao, it's already very good to comment on this level."

When Gao Ming heard it, huh?Talking with a gun and a stick, isn't it? !He smiled slightly, "Don't dare to fight with the axe."

Murong Yanze supported Gao Ming from the sidelines, "Master Gao's words are very good, he has captured the essence of this painting."

Cao Huazheng was even more displeased, the old painter has already reached the peak, and he still uses you to praise him, saying that you are laymen, and you are laymen.

Cai Jing said with a smile at this time: "Nephew, Cao Hua just wanted to ask you, which two schools of techniques and styles are integrated into this painting of his."

Cao Huazheng said sincerely to Cai Jing: "As expected of Mr. Cai, I understand the mystery."

Right, this should be the focus of attention, Gao Ming doesn't understand anything.

Prime Minister Zuo Wang Fu said leisurely, "Experts watch the doorway, laymen watch the fun, that's it."

Gao Ming remembered that the relationship between Wang Fu and Cai Jing was not very good. After all, the two were in a competitive relationship, so a few days ago, Gao Ming and the Zhu family that Cai Jing was covering were enemies. Ming stepped on it too.

As soon as Wang Fu opened his mouth, it seemed that a broken window effect had been formed, and those who were not feeling well when they saw Gao Ming's favor usually came to throw bricks.

After all, Gao Ming is indeed better than them in other places, but in terms of art and painting, anyone with a Jinshi background is better than Gao Ming.

"That's right. The point of Cao Huazheng's painting is not the technique, after all, there is nothing to criticize in the technique."

"It is impossible to understand the mystery of painting without decades of accumulation of skills. Cao painting has been immersed in it for more than ten years, and has already absorbed the strengths of hundreds of schools. Now the pursuit is not similar in appearance but similar in spirit. Master Gao's comment just now is indeed true. It's on the surface."

It's not really flattering Cao Huazheng, but I just want to step on Gao Ming through this, illiterate, Bai Ding.

Official, have you seen his true level?

Gao Qiu was born as a cuju player, so he couldn't help at all, and he was anxious to see his son being squeezed out by words.

Seeing many people standing by his side, Cao Hua couldn't help but feel a little flustered, and said to Gao Ming, "Master Gao, if you don't mind, Xiao Ke is willing to teach you how to paint from the beginning."

Gao Qiu was furious. Children need to be taught from the beginning only when they are enlightened. Who do you hate?Let my son be your student and call you a teacher, but you have set your status quite high.

Cai Jing also said kindly to Gao Ming: "Painting is about basic skills, and it's not just about lip service. It's good to learn from Cao Huazheng and practice your real skills."

The implication is that Gao Ming is not relying on the truth now.

The rest of the people felt that Gao Ming's painting was a shortcoming, and he had no ability to refute it if he pinched this point to attack him. After all, anyone of them was better than him.

Among other things, ask Gao Ming to talk about a current painting genre, can he tell it?

Gao Ming glanced at Zhao Ji from the corner of his eye, and saw him frowning slightly, as if he was also doubting Gao Ming's art appreciation ability.

The crown prince's brows stretched, and he smiled half-smile, obviously waiting to see the excitement.

But King Yun frowned slightly, and was about to open his mouth, as if he wanted to solve Gao Ming's problem, but he didn't know where to start.

After all, it is obvious to all that Gao Ming knows nothing about painting.

Gao Ming watched the circle for his own good, and told him to study hard under the banner of encouragement, but in fact he teased the bastards who satirized him, and smiled slightly, "Okay then, I retract my comment on Cao Huazheng's paintings just now."

Everyone thought, that's right, it's good to know how much you weigh.

But then Gao Ming said: "I was wrong just now, Cao Huazheng's paintings lack basic painting techniques, and there are major flaws in the paintings."

The whole room was in an uproar, thinking Gao Ming, are you crazy?If you are not convinced, you can't open your mouth to mess around, can you? !

Cai Jing was startled, but then smiled and said, "I would like to hear the details."

Cao Zheng's face swelled into purple, "You, how dare you?!" This is simply ridiculous, if his paintings lack basic skills, then others don't need to read them.

If you don’t want to listen to good things, then say something bad. Who would hate someone? Gao Ming said: “The birds and branches and peaches you painted all lack three-dimensionality on the same plane. It’s not so much a painting as it is like Draw them separately, cut them out, and stick them on a painting, just two words, flat. Of course, if you want to say that you love painting like this, I have nothing to say."

In fact, it is limited by the times. This era has not been exposed to modern painting techniques, so it is flat and has no sense of hierarchy.

Cao Hua was about to yell at you for what you know, everyone paints like this, but he couldn't lose his dignity in front of the palace, so he said, "Then Mrs. Gao must have painting skills that we don't know about?"

Everyone looked at Gao Ming. Before the invention of the camera, painting took on the task of recording. Who wouldn't want to paint realistically?But it's not something you can do if you think about it.

Gao Ming cleared his throat, "I have special painting skills, everyone can take a look." He said, and saw a porcelain brush washer on the table. Basic introductory course in painting: still life sketching.

"Bring a stick of charcoal, as thick as your fingers are." Gao Ming ordered, "I use it for drawing."

When everyone heard it, wow?You actually want to draw?This is really a novelty?Hurry up and ask someone to find charcoal sticks.

Not long after, I got a piece for Gao Ming.

Gao Ming held it with his hand, then pointed to the brush and said, "Let's take a look, how many faces does this brush have?"

This brush wash is round, how many sides are there?

Cao Huazheng said: "If you want to say something, please just say it. We can't guess Mr. Gao's mind."

"Okay, let me just say it directly. It has three sides, black, white and gray. The black is the dark side of the backlight. The bright side is white, even with light, and the gray is their excess. So I want to paint this brush wash, just like this painting."

Gao Ming sketched a brush-washed shape on the paper, the lines were loose, and he hadn't practiced it at first glance, and everyone showed a little disdain.

But then I saw Gao Ming painted a lot of black along one third of the side of the pen washer bottle in the picture, and then rubbed his fingers to the other side to form gray, while the remaining third was left blank.

Finally, I drew a black shadow on the bottom edge of the brush wash, just like the sun shining on it and leaving it on the table.

Everyone was surprised, although the brush was not painted very well, but everyone could see that the brush suddenly became three-dimensional on the drawing paper.

Gao Ming said: "In short, that's what it means, you can feel it. This is why I said Cao Huazheng's plane of flowers and birds."

He vented his anger secretly in his heart, fortunately he didn't return the basic skills of art class to the teacher, and he still remembered the three elements of sketching.

Cai Jing and Wang Fu were dumbfounded, did they all paint in vain before?

This time, it couldn't help but be King Yun, and even Zhao Ji came to see him, looking at him in surprise, "How did you think of it?"

With the addition of light and shadow, it is indeed different.

Everything in the world is divided into yin and yang. The painting method in advance only draws yang but not yin. No wonder it looks unreal and unreal.

Gao Ming said modestly: "Observe life more. Although I can't draw lines, I don't lack the eyes to discover its laws."

Cai Jing thought, your tone is modest, but the content of your words is not modest at all!

Seeing that Gao Ming had pulled back a round, Murong Yanze said happily, "It doesn't matter if you can draw or not, but if you know how to do it, you will definitely improve quickly."

Cao Huazheng was still dissatisfied, "Paintings are all ink, not charcoal. Are all paintings black and white?"

Just as Gao Ming was about to speak, Zhao Ji said, "No, using ink can still express the feeling Gao Aiqing said."

Zhao Ji is talented in painting, and he can master everything with a little inspiration.

It is not about whether to use charcoal strips, but about the appearance of black, white and gray. Black is not necessarily black. As long as the color is darker, the gray will be easier to handle. The important thing is to leave blank, as if there is light, so that the whole person will be fresh up.

Gao Ming knew that Zhao Ji could understand it. In fact, after the missionaries of the Ming Dynasty introduced Western techniques, many people in the Ming and Qing Dynasties learned from others’ strengths and drew quite realistic paintings with ink and wash. Gao Ming’s previous life also had many aspects of this aspect. Everyone, the combination of the two techniques is very good.

The emperor had already spoken, how could Cao Huazheng dare to say no.

Before Gao Ming finished speaking, he continued to work hard, "Moreover, I also found that Cao Huazheng's composition ratio is very problematic, and I am not very comfortable watching it. Personally, I prefer the position of the main body in this part of the painting." Location."

As he spoke, Gao Ming made gestures on Cao Huazheng's painting.

That location is exactly the location of the golden section point.

"Everyone feel it, is this location better?" Gao Ming said: "The painting is roughly divided into five equal parts, at the intersection of the second and third parts. It is so precious and beautiful, it can be called the golden section point .”

The golden section theory is a proven truth, so there is no reason why this group of people with such a keen sense of art cannot understand it.

Because Gao Ming had mentioned black, white and gray just now, others dared not underestimate him. After hearing what he said, someone already began to outline it with a pen on paper, and indeed found that this position really has its place. Mystery.

Zhao Ji glanced at the drafts of other students' practice pens, and it was indeed the case. Composing pictures in this position is indeed more comfortable than before.

In fact, every time he starts to paint, he sometimes draws based on his feeling. Often when he finishes painting, he feels that the position is off, which is not very pleasing to the eye, but he can't find the specific problem.

Unexpectedly, this problem was solved by Gao Ming.

Gao Ming, who can't paint, has such a profound understanding of composition, which he didn't expect.

However, judging from the layout when Gao Ming presented the White Deer to him, he discovered that Gao Ming was quite spiritual in art at that time.

Zhao Ji stroked his beard in satisfaction, he saw him right.

Gao Ming continued to talk about the beauty of the golden section point, "Actually, the golden section point is used in every aspect of life. For example, if this painting is hung up, where is it hung on the wall? Hanging at the position of the golden section point, in fact Most pleasing to the eye."

Zhao Ji nodded from time to time.

And everyone else stopped talking, who said that if someone can't draw, it's not enough?People clearly have such a transparent insight.

Cai Jing and Wang Fu were stunned, isn't it, Gao Ming, an ignorant and unskilled wanderer, actually knows so much about painting techniques?

Also understand the so-called golden ratio?

There is no genre, if you continue to study, you can call yourself a school.

As a person who is full of knowledge and can also write poems and paintings, no matter how much Cai Jing has opinions on Gao Ming, he cannot deny that his theory is wrong.

It is enough for Gao Ming to contribute the so-called black, white, gray and golden section to the emperor.

How did he find out?

Cai Jing didn't believe that Gao Qiu's son had such wisdom, and subconsciously went to see Gao Qiu, but found that Gao Qiu's eyes were also very surprised, but when Cai Jing looked at him, he immediately showed a calm and proud look.

At this moment, Cao Hua was looking at his painting, and suddenly wanted to tear it up. Fortunately, the students around stopped him, otherwise it would really be torn.

Zhao Ji said displeasedly: "What are you doing?"

"I have been painting all my life, but I am not as good as someone who has never held a paintbrush. What face do I have to teach students? This position should be taken by Mr. Gao."

Gao Ming said modestly: "Just like I praised you for your good painting just now, when I say that you are not good at painting, it is just my subjective opinion, and it can't be taken seriously. If Cao Huazheng doesn't believe it, just take it as a joke. If you believe it, I can only say so much, after all, I am not a professional, I can only say so, as for how to apply it in the real painting, it depends on the painting itself."

Even Zhao Ji said, there was displeasure in his tone, really, who is crying for? "Did you hear what Gao Ming told you?"

The emperor spoke, but Cao Huazheng could only say: "The ministers have heard it."

Still feel that I have lived in vain, what have I studied all these years?It's not as good as someone who hasn't painted.

After all this commotion, it was getting late, except for Cai Jing and Gao's father and son who were specially stayed by Zhao Ji to have dinner together, the rest of the people went back separately.

Gao Ming was naturally very happy to eat the imperial meal. After the meal, Zhao Ji still felt that he was not satisfied. He always had a premonition that he might be able to glean other useful insights from Gao Ming.

Zhao Ji took King Yun, Cai Jing and Gao Qiu for a walk in the imperial garden.

Cai Jing didn't dare to underestimate Gao Ming because of the day's affairs, and didn't say anything, it would be bad if he was given another chance to show off.

Suddenly there were two strange stones ahead, Zhao Ji pointed at them and said to Gao Ming, "Which of these two stones do you think is better?"

He originally planned to stay in the Imperial Garden with one piece and send the other to Gen Yue.

Gao Ming suddenly realized that this might be a good opportunity, so he lowered his head and thought for a while before saying, "Officials, I have something to say. In fact, beauty is not constant. As the saying goes, there are a thousand beauties in the eyes of a thousand people. Everyone Feelings of beauty are different. The beauty in the eyes of countrymen may be plump and easy to give birth to. The beauty in the rich gentry's family is that of Xiaojiabiyu, with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes. "

Gao Ming is at the top of his art class today, talking eloquently.

Although the answer was irrelevant to the question, Zhao Ji listened with relish given the admiration he had for Gao Ming during the day.

At this time, Gao Ming began to answer his previous question, "From my point of view, these two stones are the same."

"Didn't you just say that beauty is not constant?"

"Yes, because everyone sees beauty differently, so the two stones are probably chosen by the same person, right? So I think they are equally beautiful."

Both Zhao Ji and King Yun were taken aback, and quickly looked at the stone carefully. How could they tell whether it was beautiful or not? They both looked hideous.

But with the support of Gao Ming talking eloquently during the day, Zhao Ji couldn't help asking, really?

"Officials, since beauty is in various forms, and stones have even more shapes. If you think this way, it is a bit biased to ask only one person to check. If the beauty is monotonous, I am afraid that beauty is beautiful without soul. .”

The implication is that Zhu Xi's aesthetics are just his own aesthetics, which may be very monotonous.

Beautiful...beautiful without a soul?Zhao Ji heard this description for the first time, although it was a bit strange, but he had to say that it hit people's hearts directly.

What he pursues is the beauty of both soul and appearance.

He looked at the rocks in Genyue again. He wondered if they were influenced by Gao Ming. They did feel a little monotonous. Although each piece was different from the others in appearance, the inner part, the so-called soul, was like a mold engraved in it. from.

He has more than one concubine.

It's like beauties have different appearances, but upon closer inspection, they are all slender beauties like Zhao Feiyan, or glamorous beauties like Yang Yuhuan, with the same temperament.

Zhao Ji couldn't help being a little shaken, maybe Zhu Xi shouldn't be asked to preside over the Jiangnan Yingfeng Bureau alone, but a few more people should be appointed, so that everyone's aesthetics are different, and beauty can also be diverse.

Zhao Kai has already seen what Gao Ming wants to do, he is going to chase after Huarong, well, let him be an adult again, "Father, Zhu Xi has a filial piety, I'm afraid I won't be able to organize it in the next few months." Hua Shigang, why not send someone over to help."

Zhao Ji set his eyes on Gao Ming, but at the same time he denied this idea in his heart.

He was reluctant for Gao Ming to leave Tokyo to station in the south of the Yangtze River, so he had to stay with such a smart person.

But besides Gao Ming, he couldn't think of any other candidates. Those who could catch his eyes were, after all, a minority.

Gao Qiu heard that King Yun wanted to send his son to Jiangnan.

Sure enough, the son offended King Yun, right?He was not allowed to marry the princess last time, and this time he was sent to an area in the south of the Yangtze River where war was about to break out?

However, the son seemed to have mentioned several times that he wanted to fight Fang La. Could it be that the son begged King Yun in private?

No matter, I can't ask him to go, "Official house..."

Cai Jing had served the emperor for many years, and he could tell at a glance that the emperor was hesitant. Since Gao Ming wanted to leave the news, then he would give him a helping hand, and even King Yun had spoken.

"Officials, it's better to ask Gao Ming to go to the south of the Yangtze River to run Hua Shigang for you. Zhu Xi's [-]-day filial piety period has not yet expired, so the Jiangnan Yingfeng Bureau cannot be left alone."

He said this for two purposes. First, it allowed Gao Ming to leave Tokyo temporarily, so that he would not have to hang around the emperor all day and confuse the Holy Majesty.

The second is, whether it is real gold or not, it has to be tempered by fire. The flower and stone outline presented by Gao Ming may not be better than Zhu Mian's, maybe his aesthetics is not as good as Zhu Mian's.

Although Gao Ming spoke clearly and logically, it may not be possible to implement it in practice.

Furthermore, Zhu Xi did have a period of filial piety, although he transported his father's body back to his hometown in Jiangnan, but the period of filial piety was not yet expired, so he could not take care of the affairs of the bureau.

Gao Qiu couldn't help but glared at Cai Jing, what hatred do I have with you?You pushed my son to Jiangnan?

Zhao Ji was persuaded. If he was only going to replace Zhu Qian temporarily, it would be fine to go to Jiangnan once. He looked at Gao Ming, "Ai Qing, would you like to come here for me?"

There is no reason for Gao Ming to disagree, "Thanks to the officials' attention, I will definitely fulfill my mission."

Gao Qiu finally had a chance to speak, "Officials, let me say something. Last time, when my son went to Shandong, he was robbed by Liangshan soldiers. He narrowly escaped death. This time, I am worried..."

Gao Ming hurriedly said, "Father, I won't be so unlucky."

Zhao Ji made all the decisions, how could he take them back, but he did understand Gao Qiu's love for his son, "In this way, I will designate you as the special envoy of the imperial envoy, and you will be promoted to the Jiangnan Yingfeng Bureau, and concurrently serve as the deputy privy envoy during this period." Said: "If you are in danger, send nearby soldiers and horses to protect you."

The deputy privy envoy has the right to supervise the army, and if it is convenient, Gao Ming can also help him supervise the troops sent to fight Fang La.

Cai Jing wants to vomit blood, isn't this power too great? !

Deputy Privy Envoy? !This has the right to command and dispatch troops, unlike the Taiwei who only has the power to promote and promote managers. Are you doing it for your two broken stones?

Gao Ming didn't think it was a big deal, Tong Guan could be a privy envoy even if an eunuch was there, so he temporarily served as the deputy privy envoy.

Gao Qiu only felt dizzy, and the emperor had already spoken for this reason, so he could still resist the edict.

So the father and son thanked the Lord Long En together.

It's just that Gao Ming was happy in his heart, and Gao Qiu was downcast in his heart.