Chapter 238, the princess apologizes!

In late autumn, the peach blossoms bloom.

Under the witness of everyone, the bare branches were filled with flowers and leaves at a speed visible to the naked eye, and instantly turned from a lonely and cold garden to a beautiful and festive flower group.

"Sad to death, my hair turned white overnight. The spring light suddenly blew, and the spring spirit infected the entire Taohuawu-"

"The winter sun and summer snow, and the dead trees bloom. This is a miracle - I only heard that the painting immortal Li Keran could do it-"

"Li Muyang's paintings and a ray of spring breeze from Master Gu complement each other, which is amazing-"——

Because of witnessing such a miracle with your own eyes, the emotions of every person who loves painting on the scene were ignited.

They were shocked that Li Muyang had such superb painting skills, and even admired Gu Zhenwu's ability to turn stones into gold.

Moreover, each of them was full of expectations. They hoped that they could become Li Muyang, Gu Huangwu, and become a national treasure-level painting master who could create such miracles with his own hands—

Facts are better than heroic discernment!

Gu Huangwu used this spring breeze with Li Muyang to dispel everyone's doubts and resentment.

They finally believed that Li Muyang was indeed valued by Master Gu because of his real talent and knowledge. Of course, this cannot rule out the possibility that Li Muyang was Master Gu's illegitimate son. After all, if Li Muyang was just an ordinary teenager born in a small family, how could he have such a level of ability when painting for the first time?

Bloodline is important!

"Sir Gu, what is the simple state presented by Li Muyang among the ten realms of the painter?" someone asked.

Gu Zhenwu drank a lot and said, "The simple state is the ninth realm, and the spiritual state is the tenth realm. Li Muyang's "Spring Light" is between the ninth realm and the tenth realm - an excellent painting may melt several realms, and it is difficult to define and judge with one realm."

"Chu Ning's "Boy Fighting for Spring" is the first realm, and Li Muyang's "Spring Light" is the ninth realm. It seems that Li Muyang won this game." Someone looked at Li Muyang with admiration and said, "I didn't expect that this wonderful scene today is worth the trip. Today's game will definitely be spread throughout China and historical books will be famous. We bystanders are also honored."

Gu Huangwu nodded, looked at Chu Ning and said, "Chu Ning, you lost this game."

Chu Ning's face was extremely embarrassing. Seeing the peach blossoms blooming in front of her, she knew that her painting "The Boy Fights for Spring" was simply not worth mentioning compared to "The Spring Light Suddenly".

It seems that my skills are more exquisite and the pictures are more beautiful. Why does Master Gu show such a miracle when he whispers so much?

Moreover, if Li Muyang has such painting skills, why did he go to Taohuawu to learn painting skills? Is this really his first time painting?

Chu Ning looked at Li Muyang with gloomy eyes, and two golden words kept appearing in his mind: Liar!

She felt that Li Muyang was a liar and never said a word that could make people believe from beginning to end.

However, as a West Wind Princess, you still need to have the necessary dignity and dignity.

Chu Ning bowed deeply to Gu Huangwu and said, "Thank you, Master Gu for your comments. Students should work hard and be brave after knowing shame. They will definitely not let Master Gu down on his teaching expectations."

Gu Huangwu waved his hand and said, "There is nothing shameful. Being able to draw such works at a young age is only a little worse than when I was young - your efforts are for yourself and have nothing to do with me. So, whether to work hard or not is your own business. However, as your teacher, I still hope that you can break through the realm and become talents and live up to our master-disciple relationship."

"Yes." Chu Ning bowed again.

Gu Huangwu pointed at Li Muyang and said, "You should give me a lottery."

Chu Ning's face was pale and his silver teeth were clenched. He walked to Li Muyang, bowed slightly to Li Muyang, and said in a low voice: "Li Muyang, I'm sorry."

Li Muyang didn't want to have any involvement with this noble woman. Now she apologized to herself in public, probably because she hated herself very much. If she sarcastically said that she would be slapped in the face in public and form a mortal hatred. This is not good for her own safety and the safety of her family.

Li Muyang naturally stepped down and said with a smile: "It's nothing, everything has passed. Just treat it as nothing has happened."

Chu Ning was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that Li Muyang, a guy who was erect and stabbed, would let him go so easily.

She looked up at Li Muyang and said, "About that bet-"

Li Muyang looked at Chu Ning with a blank look on his face and said, "What bet?"

Chu Ning suddenly understood Li Muyang's kindness. This guy deliberately pretended to be stupid just to perfunctory the matter. After all, as Princess Xifeng, he ran to a civilian commoner to be a slave and a servant. It was reported that he was not good for his reputation and would make the Xifeng royal family look dull.

At this moment, Chu Ning had a great affection for Li Muyang and thought to himself that this guy was not as annoying as rumored by the outside world.

Song Tingyun sneered and said, "The West Wind Royal Family promised and kept their word, how could you use such a small favor?"

Before Chu Ning could bloom, the smile on his face calmed down again.

She looked at Song Tingyun with dissatisfaction and said to Li Muyang: "Since the bet has been set, we must follow the rules. I will do a day of servitude for you, and you can choose the time."

Li Muyang smiled and said, "It's good that you like it."

Gu Huangwu looked at Li Muyang's paintings, then looked at Li Muyang, and said, "The artistic conception is vivid, but the painting method is still a bit unfamiliar and clumsy. You are a master and a novice in the painting. You still need to be tempered later to live up to the genius of this life."

Li Muyang bowed to the teachings and said, "Thank you, Master Gu, I will definitely work hard. If Master Gu doesn't dislike him, I want to ask Master Gu for advice every day under Master Gu's school-"

Gu Huangwu waved his hand and said, "I am a drunkard. I am drunk every day and can't teach my disciples. I don't want to miss you and myself."

After saying that, he said to the boy who was following him: "Put off the "Spring Light"."

The boy in green clothes ran to collect the paintings, Gu Huangwu glanced at all, and said, "I have benefited a lot today, I believe you are the same. Then, let's end the lecture here - while the peach blossoms in this yard have not yet disappeared, you can make a painting and give it to me with the theme of peach blossoms."

All living beings said yes, and Gongshou sent Gu Huangwu away with a staggering pace.

When Gu Huangwu walked away, the group of students surrounded Li Muyang and regarded him as a hero.

"Senior Brother Muyang, is this really your first time painting? Have you never learned the way of painting before?"

"Brother Muyang, can you ask you for painting skills in the future? Please give me some advice."

"Li Muyang, where are you from? From your accent, we may still be in the same hometown-"——

Li Muyang was gentle and polite, and answered one by one. He had no impatience or pride and complacent at all.

After all the other students went to paint, Lin Canghai, who had been shocked for a long time, rushed over and hugged Li Muyang, and was so excited that he couldn't help himself, saying, "Li Muyang, I knew you were a genius - do you know what you did?"

Qiandu joked beside him and said, "Who was blocking the painting just now and was not allowed to get close to him?"

Lin Canghai's face turned red and he said complainingly: "You have long seen that this "Spring Light" is an extraordinary work, right? I see that you admire it so vividly, and without saying a word, it seems like you are attracted by a painting - why didn't you remind me earlier? I don't have to be embarrassed so much."

Qiandu did not answer Lin Canghai's question, but looked at Li Muyang and said, "Your painting method is very special."

Li Muyang was shocked and looked at Qiandu and said, "What a special method?"

Qiandu focused his thoughts and said, "I have read it in "Gu Yun Guanzhi". This is a typical method of painting the heavy color #gold hook. The method of painting the heavy color #gold hook is the most unique and difficult to master in the world - and it has been lost for a long time. It is difficult for ordinary people to see it. Why did Li Muyang learn it?"

Li Muyang didn't expect that his casual painting would bring such a big shock, and he didn't expect that there were so many academic considerations when picking up the pen and painting.

He knew that Qiandu had doubts about his painting skills and said with a smile: "I have never heard of the method of painting the golden hook--"

"The color is strong, called the color. There is also the angle of the line-" Qiandu looked at Li Muyang's eyes and said with a smile: "The end of each stroke is a hook. If you look closely, countless golden hooks are stacked and formed into auspicious clouds, which look extremely conspicuous and comfortable."

Li Muyang shook his head and said, "So this is the Chongcai #Golden Hook. If you don't say anything, I don't know. Since this painting method is so good, why is it lost?"

A chuckled appeared on Qiandu's lips and said, "It is said that this involves a secret Xin of the Mauryan Dynasty. I don't know why it is."

Li Muyang nodded and said, "What a pity."

"Yes. It's a pity that it's lost like this." Qiandu looked at Li Muyang and said, "However, now Muyang has inherited his painting skills and promoted the painting method of Quancai #Golden Hook, which is also a great joy. It is a blessing for countless painting lovers in China."

Li Muyang nodded and said, "I will do my best - but you don't have too much hope for me. After all, Master Gu said just now that I am just a newcomer in the painting and I need to practice hard."

Qiandu nodded and said, "From the future, I will come with you to listen to Mr. Gu's teachings."

Lin Canghai widened his eyes in surprise when he heard Qiandu say such words.

Qiandu glanced at him, and Lin Canghai immediately returned to normal and said, "I only know today what it means to become famous in the world. I am afraid that Li Muyang's painting "Spring Light" picture has convinced the desolate walls of calligraphy and painting. It has spread throughout China?" Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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