Su Chen ran back to Liuhefang. Thinking that he had not seen the Grand Canal, he was only more than two miles away from his house, so he ran over to watch it.

This canal has been dug in the Sui Dynasty and has a history of 300 years. The canal enters the river mouth, Jingkou Gate, Huju Bridge, etc., from north to south, and passes through the ancient city of Runzhou. It has a prosperous scene of "the rice turns three thousand miles to millet, and the lights flow 100,000 homes".

Runzhou is bound to the north and south, and has the victory of mountains and rivers, and is full of beauty. It is also related to this canal.

The embankment is built on both sides along the canal building with a buffer slope. Willows are also planted on both sides of the embankment, which can prevent soil and water rupture around the embankment and increase flood resistance.

The river is surging, with a water surface of thirty or forty meters wide. Some boats and boats flow through the water surface. There are ships docking at the dock and loading and unloading supplies. The figures of boatmen and short-term workers can be seen from afar.

On the other side of Su Chen is Dongcheng District of Runzhou. You can walk to the other side of the river bridge without having to take a boat.

Suddenly, he saw a sixty-year-old man standing on the willows nearby, holding a pen in his hand and painting on a drawing board. Next to the figure, a middle-aged servant stood on the side, holding a wooden plate in his hand, with some fine brushes and colored ink in it, serving him.

Su Chen walked over, because both the master and servant were paying attention to painting, he didn't care about him.

A few steps behind the two of them's drawing board, Su Chen stopped and looked at the works on the old man's drawing board with curiosity.

The ink painting on rice paper is almost completed, drawing the scenery in the distance, with undulating peaks and vast rivers, with a vast atmosphere and magnificent magnificent. The wild ferry fishing villages, waterside pavilions, thatched huts and huts, lofts and houses, are arranged in an orderly manner, and the layout is clever and the layout is in the distance.

It has to be said that the painter has refined techniques, whether it is rivers, canals, boats, or pavilions, they are painted very carefully and in place. In the close view, there is a pier, with several ragged figures carrying cargo unloading goods. One of the old man was carrying sacks on his shoulders, facing the north of the canal, with a sad face, as if he was filled with endless worries and depression.

"It seems that the charm is wrong..."

The old man who painted the painting tied a square scarf on his head, wore a small crown under the towel, wore a spacious brown tracksuit, tied a ribbon on his waist, held a pen, and frowned. He was not very satisfied with the painting, and couldn't help but sigh, but he couldn't find any problem.

"It's a wrong expression!" Su Chen spoke from behind.

"Who?" The old man who painted and the servant beside him turned around in surprise when he heard outsiders talking behind him.

Su Chen felt a little abrupt and clasped his fists and said, "I appeared out of nowhere and disturbed you. Please forgive me!"

The old man in brown clothes had a bright look. Although he was in his sixties, his eyebrows were thick and thick, and he had beautiful beards. He looked elegant and handsome, and he was extremely dignified. He was definitely not an ordinary gentry and businessman.

While Su Chen was looking at him, the other party was also looking at him. He saw that he was a young man. Although he was wearing cloth clothes and shoes, he had a pretty face and did not look like a commoner in the lower class.

"What do you think of the old man's painting?"

Su Chen stepped forward and said, "The young student only has a little understanding of painting, but his painting skills are profound, meticulous and lifelike. He has the style of everyone in terms of brushstrokes, or ink-to-color combinations, etc. If you want to say, the only thing that makes people feel inappropriate is the expression of this character, which is a bit...a bit of a matter of course."

"Oh, what do you mean?" The old man became interested when he heard it. What the other party said was exactly what he was puzzled just now. The overall painting had approached maturity and perfection, but it made him feel dissatisfied and sighed when he saw it.

Su Chen said: "Mr. is very skillful in his brushwork and is a top-notch. In terms of painting, there are no flaws, at least he can't pick it up later. However, the expressions and movements of this character are a bit wrong, or the scene is wrong, just like the old man in the painting!"

The old man in brown asked in confusion: "I painted the old man, who was a hard-working man, and was still working hard at the dock. He looked at Jianghebei and was even more worried about the situation in Jiangbei and the sufferings of his compatriots in Jiangbei. What's wrong with this?"

Su Chen smiled and said, "Mr. He is very talented and must have an extraordinary status. He has an open-minded state of mind that "worry about the world before worrying about the world before joy". However, if you think about all the people like yours, you will also worry about the country and the people, which is a bit unrealistic."

The old man in brown clothes recited the words "Worry about the world before worrying, and then enjoying the world after joy." His eyes lit up, and he had never heard such a good poem before.

But Su Chen's words made him disagree with them. He stared at the young man and asked, "What do you mean, are these ordinary people not worried about the country?"

Su Chen laughed and said, "Although you are old, you are extraordinary and must be noble. You must be rich and well-off in life. You may have been an official. You are not surprised to have such feelings as worrying about the country, the people, the people, and the literati. But the gentleman has never suffered any pain and is not worried about three meals. Therefore, he doesn't understand what the people at the bottom are thinking! The old man in the painting, since he is nearly sixty years old, he must be poor and he can't take care of all three meals. Will he worry about the war in Jiangbei, the floods of river dams, the hardships of canals, etc.? They just want to live, be able to feed and support their families. As for the return to the north of Jiangbei or the Song Dynasty, the hard-working people don't care."

The old man in brown was stunned. This was the first time he heard these words, and he wanted to refute the Confucian scholar's remarks, but he felt that there was no way to refute them.

His decades of knowledge have studied all the scholar-official class, officials, and courts. He has never experienced the thoughts of the lower-class people.

Su Chen's words suddenly made the old man in brown-clothed, and there seemed to be a light of inspiration in his mind. He could not figure out what he could not do over the years, and finally realized that he seemed to be wrong at the starting point.

If he is given another chance, he feels that he should change his mindset to enter the government.

The old man in brown suddenly smiled: "You are right. Mencius's ancestors have passed by. If they are prosperous, they will help the world, and if they are poor, they will be safe. Before I can fulfill my ambitions, I put my inner worries and depression on an old man of the same age. Little did I know that I am different from his class and have different ideas. It is indeed ridiculous to let the people at the bottom worry about the country and the people, and to have the same state of mind as me."

"Laifu, let's tease this painting!" The old man in brown sighed, feeling exhausted, and became more dissatisfied with the painting.

"Wait!" Su Chen stopped his servant Lai Fu from tearing the painting and advised the old man in brown: "It can be remedy!"

The old man in brown clothes said in confusion: "How to remedy it?"

Su Chen took two steps forward and smiled and said, "Just change your expression."

"Change expressions?" The old man in brown was stunned and then suddenly realized. However, with his level, he could just draw it again. He was in a bad mood and there was no need to repair it.

Su Chen took the pen from the old man's hand and added a few light smile patterns to the old man carrying a sack on the painting. His whole spirit suddenly became different.

The old man in brown looked around and nodded slightly. Although he felt that the painting was different, he was still melancholy and lost.

Su Chen looked there carefully and found that the picture of the canal, mountains and ancient city has a larger blank area on the left, which affects the overall proportion. He said, "Just mention another poem."

The old man in brown was surprised and thought to himself that this young man had a surprisingly vocal and meticulous manner. He was a talented man. He thought it carefully and said, "How about this young man bringing a poem on it and giving it to me?"

Su Chen thought for a while, smiled and said, "Yes!"

He picked up his pen and wrote a seven-character poem on the drawing board: "It is said that the Sui Dynasty has been destroyed by this river, and it has been dependent on the waves for thousands of miles. If there is no dragon boat in the water palace, Yu will not make much contribution to it."

Su Chen wrote "Nostalgia for the Bian River" by Pi Rixiu in the Tang Dynasty. The general meaning is that the world says that the Sui Dynasty lost its country because of this river, but it is still flowing endlessly, and the north and south boats are unobstructed. If it were not for the stupid things of repairing dragon boats and patrolling Jiangdu, Emperor Yang of Sui's single achievements could be as good as the level of Dayu's governance.

This poem was naturally read by the old man in brown clothes, which is not surprising, but Su Chen's thin gold brushwork is beautiful and elegant. He has never seen it since he saw many famous calligraphy works. He loved this font at first sight.

"Young master, I admire you, I don't know the name of honor!" The old man in brown had lowered his identity and asked very politely.

Su Chen was in this scene, so he didn't have to hide his identity. He said truthfully: "I was born in Su Chen and lived in the nearby Liuhefang. What do you call him?"

The old man in brown smiled and said, "My husband's surname is Han, his name is Xizai, and his name is Shuyan. Today, he has a detailed discussion with Mr. Su. It is really speculative!"
Chapter completed!