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"Zheng Lang, why do you treat these calligraphy and paintings like this?" Jiang Xing'er felt heartbroken when she saw Zheng Lang casually put the painting she had just copied in that pile of paper.

After saying that, he picked up the painting again.

This is a copy of Tang Bohu's "The Picture of the Lost Clouds and the Lost Clouds" by Tang Bohu. What later generations know is that Tang Bohu is good at painting pictures of ladies, but it is not right. He is a versatile talent, and he is only good at painting, landscapes, flowers and birds, and characters. The Picture of the Lost Clouds and the Lost Clouds is also one of Tang Bohu's representative works, and the most cleverest thing is the layout. What we want to draw is "Autumn water is the same as the sky", but there is very little water. Four-fifths of the space paints mountains, rocks, trees, people, towers, and a vast lake water is beyond the Chongling Mountains.

Using the height of the mountain and the reality of things, when you look at the emptiness of the water, you will feel that the water is vast and the sky is endless.

Zheng Lang was just copying, but Jiang Xing'er also understood a little and realized that the painting was unusual.

"Give it down. If Sier hadn't stopped me, I would have thrown them away together."

"Why?" Before he could throw it away, Jiang Xing'er felt pain.

"You don't understand yet. They lack soul and spiritual energy, and are not worthy of preservation." Nowadays, painting is completely copying famous works of various schools. Even if the error is not large, it cannot be called a successful work. It is nothing but one thing. It is one's own thing. It should be done in one go, and the place where it should be paused, but copying others, one stroke at a time, you can't see its rigidity by looking closely.

Later, when insiders collected calligraphy and paintings, they also used this point to determine whether it was true or false.

Copying is a must. For example, after Zhang Daqian became famous, he often copied it. He first learned from Shi Tao, Zhang Feng and others, and then turned to Tang Yin and Zhang Wo, and went back to the Tang and Song dynasties. But at that time, he already had his own style, such as "Imitation of Ni Yunlin's Clear Picture of Qiu Shui", which was a copy, but it was more complex than the original picture. Leaving the relationship between the ages, the artistic value was only higher than the original picture. This was the second step of the transformation process. It was not until his later years that he was more proficient in ink splashing techniques and drew a "Sudden Rain in the Mountain Garden" with his own ease, and then the peak work "Gao of the Valley" appeared!

This is a very slow process.

Zheng Lang tried hard to make breakthroughs in calligraphy, but he seemed to have tried to break it but he had not made any progress in painting.

All are copying, so Zheng Lang said that there is less spiritual energy.

It will be very slow to make a breakthrough, and now Zheng Lang has divided too much thoughts, and some knowledge in the science exam, classical meaning, characters, and piano progress is even slower. However, Zheng Lang is not in a hurry. Painting is just a hobby, not a top priority.

As he said that, he placed it casually on the thick stack of calligraphy and drawings.

He said, "Let's go, let's take a look at Chen Siniang."

After all, I am my own teacher and I have been married for about a month. I wonder if my life is good.

Pulling Jiang Xing'er and Sier who are reluctant to leave, he walks towards Shencun.

It was clear, but the snow had not melted. There was still a layer of snow on the ridges, which was fluffy when stepped on, making creaking sounds from time to time.

Shencun is less than three miles away from Zhengjiazhuang, and there are more than fifty families in total. It is a medium-sized village. As the end of the New Year is approaching, many families are starting to prepare New Year's goods. Buy some new clothes for children, buy some wine and meat, and mutton is expensive, and most of them are prepared pork.

Of course, although pork is cheap and poor, Su Dongpo can only eat pork.

The lives of the people are not very good. Although the Northern Song Dynasty had been in power for many years, many tenant farmers' families were still shabby. Only relatively speaking, it was better than the tragic life of the Tang Dynasty tribes. This was also an amazing progress. After all, this era was this kind of productivity.

Seeing that the Zheng family was rarely out, the people in the village came out to watch together.

He smiled and entered Shen Dalang's house. Chen Siniang was sewing clothes for several children, with a happy smile on her face. Shen Dalang made tea for Zheng Lang clumsyly, and Chen Siniang spat in a angrily voice: "Look at your appearance."

Shen Dalang smiled.

Just the expressions of the two, Zheng Lang didn't need to ask anymore.

There are three children, the eldest daughter is fourteen years old. I heard that she was getting married and was about to get married. Zheng Lang glanced at her and stood shyly behind Chen Siniang. She looked at Zheng Lang, who was half-heat and must not have developed well. Is she going to get married? It's a very sad era.

The youngest daughter is young and not afraid of people. She also looks at Zheng Lang with her big black eyes. However, a boy as old as Zheng Lang seems to be introverted. Standing in the corner, she is a little nervous, a little afraid, and a curious look at Zheng Lang.

"The tea is simple, Zheng Xiaolang, forgot it," Shen Dalang said honestly by holding the teacup.

"You're welcome, I'll leave after saying a few words. Si Niang, I've been to the capital."

"Dalang, what's going on? After hearing about it at home, I was very worried."

"Some misunderstandings are fine, but I deliberately went to some markets to check out. Some pianos are of good quality and not expensive. However, some things happened and I could only come back in a hurry. Next time, if I go to the capital again, I will bring you one."

Even if it is not expensive, it will not be less than 100 gold coins if it can catch Zheng Lang's eyes.

It’s not that it’s huge profits. Good zithers have strict requirements on materials, and now they are very difficult to obtain materials and are expensive. In addition, there are few excellent zither makers, so the price of good zithers that can be used has always remained high.

"Dalang, no need. At that time, I was lonely and lonely to make a living, so I could only play the piano. After entering the Shen family, I played the piano less." At this point, a smile appeared on my face. This fulfilling life was what she wanted most. I also said: "I used to see that your father's piano was very good, comfortable when playing it, and a loud tone. Isn't I trying to take it for myself. There are many good things in the world, and can I take it over?"

Zheng Lang said nothing, not knowing whether Chen Siniang did this right. If he really put down his piano skills, he would still feel a pity.

Chen Siniang said again: "I also dared to say that a great man is very talented in the world. However, Da Lang seems to have misunderstood the way, too greedy, greedy for good writing, greedy for knowledge, greedy for painting, and greedy for good piano, but if you are greedy for too much, you will be distracted. Other slaves do not understand, such as the piano, there is nothing else. First, they are familiar with their hands, and they will have a skill. Second, they are sincere. I heard that before the ancients played the piano, they must burn incense. It is not respect for the piano, but to be calm. Inaction is the purpose, so that they can play the piano well."

"Add to teach," Zheng Lang bowed.

But whether it can be corrected may not be necessary. He said again: "Si Niang, please bring your piano."

Si Niang brought the piano, Zheng Lang sat down, and played a song "Youlan". This was what Chen Si Niang taught Zheng Lang to play before she got married. There were many techniques of this song, including hooking (the middle point of the right hand plucking the string inward), picking (the index finger of the right hand plucking the string outward), plucking, kneeling (the ring finger of the left hand flexed back, pressing the string on the outside of the end joint), cycling (the ring finger of the right hand, the middle finger, and the index finger of the right hand plucking the string outward in succession), half-wheel, right hand ring finger and middle finger plucking the string outward in sequence), etc. Especially the kneeling finger, the skin is tender and thin, and it will be very painful when used first, so you can only press it first. After a period of time, the skin can be adjusted.

These are all skills. Without Chen Siniang's teachings, even if Zheng Lang remembers more music scores, he might not be able to play the piano well.

After playing the song that lasted nearly ten minutes, he handed the piano to Chen Siniang and said, "Please."

This was asked Chen Siniang to play it again, observe and compare it.

"I'm so ugly." After saying that, Chen Siniang put her hand on the strings and started playing. Even though she said she rarely played the piano, she was better than Zheng Lang's piano skills. After playing the song, Zheng Lang threw down two pieces of money and left.

Sier caught up and asked strangely: "Dalang, why are you leaving so urgently?"

"I'm here to see how she is doing. The noble and unwilling song "Youlan" just now made her play so peacefully and peacefully. What else can I say?"

"So that's it."

Jiang Xing'er followed behind, wondering if it was Chen Siniang's situation, which made her associate. After walking dozens of steps, she suddenly said, "Dalang, let me warm the bed for you."

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Chapter completed!