Bone Painting Coroner

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When Lin Shu returned to the entrance of the academy, Jingrong's horse and carriage arrived.

Stop at the door!

Ji Yunshu came down from the carriage and looked at Mingshan Academy with interest.

Above that gate, there is a plaque that says "Mingshan Academy"!

Lin Shu lasted and did not react!

I was reprimanded?

He stood silly, and there was a question in his heart.

I could only watch the group of people walking into the academy.

Among the students who were with Lin Shu, someone asked, "Lin Shu, who are they? Why is Teacher Fang Cai so polite to them?"

Because of entering the pavilion and avoiding rain, Lin Shu still felt so angry.

Squeezed his fist and hit the door heavily.

A muffled sound!

Then, he went on to copy "Poetry Poetry".

Yu Fuzi greeted Jing Rong and others into the inner room, and dismissed the children around him. He stood in the center of the house and paid a tribute.

"Yu Fuzi doesn't have to be restrained."

Confucius Yu said, "Although the prince is outside, the number of rituals cannot be chaotic.

This old naughty boy deserves to be a teacher.

Jing Rong smiled lightly.

"Yufuzi, sit down."

He halted his waist, sat down on the other side with his robe in his arms, and lightly slapped a gray beard, squinting his eyes, and asked, "How come Lord Wang came?"

"Ben Wang traveled for business. Unexpectedly, it rained all the way in the rainy season in June. Knowing that Mingshan Academy was in Jingjing, and just passing by, he came to stay for one night. I believe that Master Yu would not mind?"

"Although the rules of the lower court are set, no outsiders are allowed to stay, and no guests are accepted. Naturally, the rules are unbreakable. However, if the lord shows the "Zhao Chao You Xi" of the former emperor, if the old man does not entertain, he will despise the first. Emperor."

Jing Rong: "Mingshan Academy, before the name was originally given, the emperor gave Zhaochao and Youxi to choose with the Confucius. However, the word Zhaochao was a short-lived, unlucky, and the word Youxi was exaggerated, no need Then, he took the word Mingshan himself, which caused the first emperor to be very unhappy. Now the king has moved out the four characters of Zhaochaoyuxi, but it is just to hope that the master will buy a favor and let us stay here for one night. "

"In the deep mountain forest, it is a visitor from afar. The prince arrived, and he didn't dare to welcome him. After all, he was old, and he still wanted to live in peace in his old age."

"You don't have to say these sounding words to Ben Wang."

In fact, this little old man is still quite cute.

The two discussed something unrelated.

"These paintings are really good." Ji Yunshu suddenly exclaimed.

Hearing it, she saw that she had stood in front of the painting framed on the wall when she entered the room, looking up slightly and admiring it.

On that wall, there is a picture of "One Hundred Birds and Phoenix". The painting is one meter five meters long and one meter wide. On top of it, there are 99 different kinds of spirit birds, some nestled together and some fall on branches. There are also those that fall directly on the ground. Each bird is lifelike, full of color and light, with clear lines.

In a word, the painter is done!

Confucius Yu responded, "This is fake."

Ji Yunshu nodded with a smile, "It is indeed a counterfeit, because the real picture of "Hundred Birds and Phoenix" is not here."

The real thing is treasured by his jackal-like dad.

She continued, "It's just that this fake is more detailed than the real one. Not only that, but also the color is much richer than the original painting. Although it is not the true trace of Ouyang Ye, it is better than the real one."

"This son knows how to paint?"

"Slightly understand one or two." She responded modestly, and asked again, "Just don't know, whose handwriting is this painting?"

At this point, Yu Fuzi plucked his beard and responded with pride. "It was painted by my student Shang Zhuo. His copying kung fu is the first. Whether it is handwriting or painting, it can be one. Once copied, one-to-one will be the same."

Sazua?

It turned out to be that elegant and polite student!

Ji Yunshu was a little more curious about it.

Yu Fuzi also said something about Shangzhuo. The man was born with the gift of copying. There are 203 kinds of birds from his copying. The rest of the landscape paintings are not 60, there are 50, most, They were all collected by Yufuzi. Although they were copied, they also had the value of collection. And Sazuo also used this to pay for his tuition.

Tang Si lay beside the painting, staring at it carefully, and tilted his head and asked, "Is this painting good? Where is it?"

He said, reaching out to touch.

Slapped by Ji Yunshu.

She covered her hands and glared!

Mo Ruo made a chuckle.

Then, Master Yu called Zhang Bo who took care of the academy on weekdays to explain, "I will immediately arrange a few high-quality rooms for a few distinguished guests.

"Ok."

In fact, Zhang Bo did not see Confucius promised to let people stay here, and he knew that he had a strange personality, and who did not buy his face, how could he promise to let them stay overnight?

He thought about it, but he didn't ask much.

Lead the crowd to the room.

It is a guest room, which is actually a room for students to study. The interior is very clean and the furnishings are simple, but the fragrance is strong. The shelves inside are also filled with various books.

Ji Yunshu hurried on the road for a long time and was really tired. He rested in the house for a while. When he opened his eyes, it was already dark outside.

As soon as she got up, the boy in the college knocked on the door and came in.

Carry the meal!

"Sir, you just woke up and have something to eat."

She nodded and sat down, asking, "What about that young man Jing?"

"Jinggong and Confucius are chatting in the backyard tasting tea. If you are awake, don't look for him. You can turn around in the academy. You can also go to the school in the front yard to see if the class is being taught. If you are If you are interested, just listen."

"Ok, thank you."

"No problem, then you won't disturb your meal."

The child retreated.

Ji Yunshu's stomach started to gurgle, and he was indeed hungry. He was picking up chopsticks. The window was suddenly pushed away from the outside, and a cold wind rushed in.

I saw Tang Si's elbows leaning against the edge of the window, and he leaned in from the outside. Hippie smiled at Ji Yunshu and said, "A Ji, you have been asleep for several hours. Let's go. You don’t even know that this Mingshan Academy is so big that it is lit with lanterns everywhere, which is more beautiful than our night in Hou Liao."

"Go for yourself."

"Don't be so disappointed."

Ji Yunshu was eating and ignored her.

But Tang Si was an unstoppable master. Without a response for a long time, he jumped in directly from the window and sat down at the table.

"A Ji, let's go. How bored are you to stay in the house by yourself, why not walk with me, okay?"

Spoiled!