In the blink of an eye, Le Yitian had left the mountains for seven days. It was only when he arrived outside that he realized how complicated the world outside was compared to the world in the mountains. No matter what he did, he needed money. In the blink of an eye, the money that the village chief had given him was spent. Le Yitian vaguely remembered that he had only used it to eat a few sesame cakes. Fortunately, Le Yitian looked handsome and easy-going, so he easily attracted the favor of others. From time to time, someone would take the initiative to give him some food. Otherwise, he really didn't know how long he could last. As for the problem of accommodation, it was easy to solve. As long as it was night time, Le Yitian would leap onto the roof of a tall building and kill time while cultivating. It was quite comfortable.
There was another thing that troubled him. He had always wanted to go to Yan City, but it was far away from his current location. It was not as easy as he had imagined. For a moment, he was worried. He understood more and more how important the colorful things that the village chief had given him were. On this day, Le Yitian was wandering on the streets. Suddenly, a place not far from him became unprecedentedly lively. People gathered together and cheered loudly from time to time. After all, Le Yitian was a young man who liked to join in the fun. He instantly forgot about money and squeezed into the crowd with his agile body.
Looking over, he saw an old man with white hair, a flowing beard, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He was writing rapidly on a huge piece of white paper, dipped in angry ink. Every time she finished writing a word, the crowd would shout out a good word.
Le Yitian was no stranger to calligraphy. When he was young, he had been deeply influenced by his grandfather in this aspect. Moreover, he had gathered the strengths of the ancient masters and could be said to be a unique person. Looking at the old man's swift movements, he was full of energy and had some skill. Le Yitian's eyes lit up when he saw the words he wrote, but then they dimmed. At first glance, the old man's handwriting was flamboyant and exceptionally beautiful, but it could not withstand careful study. In other words, it lacked content and could not be read carefully. Therefore, Le Yitian's sigh was particularly ear-piercing in the midst of the crowd's cheers.
The old man was called Yan Yuqing, a famous calligrapher in Qingjiang City. He had studied the Yan Style of his ancestors since he was young. After a long period of hard work, he had some attainments in it. In recent years, he had received the personal guidance of Zhang Taici, a famous calligrapher, who was known as the Art Saint. As a result, his attainments had deepened and his reputation had grown. Today, he had nothing to do, so he went to the book market for a stroll. He couldn't stand everyone's begging, and when he was in the mood, he spread out paper and ink on the spot and started writing. The first three words were written very smoothly, and he was even more satisfied with the flattery of the crowd. However, when he wrote the last word, Le Yitian sighed from the bottom of his heart, which forcefully pulled him out of the state of mind. At this moment, it was impossible for him to enter the state of mind just now. He could not help but look at Le Yitian angrily.
Yan Yuqing looked over and saw a young boy standing there. Although he was elegant and had some spirituality, he was just a child in Yan Yuqing's eyes. Therefore, he was more and more dissatisfied with the 'random' sigh just now. He couldn't help but snort and shout at Le Yitian," Who is this…"
Why did the child run around?”Le Yitian saw Yan Yuqing looking at him with some annoyance and knew that his sigh had disturbed him. He felt a trace of guilt in his heart and said apologetically," I'm sorry, old man. Just now, I was just expressing my feelings. Please forgive me.”
"Inspired? Hmph, so you think that my calligraphy is really not pleasing to your eyes, right?”Yan Yuqing was even more dissatisfied as he said coldly. Le Yitian had lived in the mountains for a long time and was naturally straightforward. He didn't understand the interpersonal relationships of the outside world. He thought that Yan Yuqing was really asking him for advice. He said very seriously," This calligraphy has its shape, but it has no essence. It's like a dragon's unparalleled eyes. When you open your eyes, you'll be blind." Tian Wushuang's wings are like chickens on the ground." Le Yitian's words caused a burst of laughter in the crowd. They all accused Le Yitian of being young, frivolous, and spouting nonsense. However, Yan Yuqing was shocked. Because what Le Yitian said was exactly what Zhang Taici had said to him.
Yan Yuqing's expression immediately became serious. He no longer discriminated against Le Yitian because he was a weak youth. Originally, there were specializations in every field, and there were orders for learning. The most important thing in art was talent and comprehension. It was simply nonsense to judge one's artistic cultivation based on age. "This little brother, what you said makes sense. Now that three of the four words have been written, there's still one more to go. Why don't you fill in the gaps?”
Le Yitian was a forthright and straightforward person. After watching Yan Yuqing write for a long time, his hands were already itching. He laughed and said," Why not?”As he spoke, he took the brush from Yan Yuqing's hand and dipped it into the ink. He looked at the paper and saw that there were already three words on the paper,'Golden Pen Dot'. Le Yitian frowned slightly and stretched out his body. His right hand that was holding the brush started to dance on the paper as if it was flying. The moment Le Yitian moved the brush, Yan Yuqing's eyes suddenly widened. That seemingly casual stroke had the majestic power to lift mountains in Yan Yuqing's eyes.
The few people in the crowd who truly understood calligraphy couldn't help but exclaim. Their eyes were unconsciously attracted by Le Yitian's movements, and it was impossible for them to look away! The moment Le Yitian moved his brush…Yan Yuqing clearly felt that Le Yitian had entered a supreme realm. And this realm was something that he might not be able to reach in his entire life. It was like an exquisite landscape painting. The scenery in the painting was extremely beautiful, but he was just a spectator outside the painting. He could appreciate the beauty of the painting, but he could never walk into the painting.
In the midst of the flamboyant dance, it seemed to have only been an instant, but it also seemed to have been a long century. A huge word,'Spring' that was like a soaring dragon, appeared on the paper. The hook and the stroke seemed to have an invisible force pulling people's gazes, as if it wanted to pull them all in. Yan Yuqing stared at this word as if he had seen the most precious thing in his life. He instantly fell into the realm that Le Yitian had created.
A painting that could only be considered a top grade painting had suddenly risen to a top grade painting. Even those who did not understand painting would be instinctively attracted to it after seeing it.
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Especially the last word 'spring'. It was like a dragon's eyes and Tian Huang's wings. It instantly repaired all the flaws and shortcomings of this word, adding a full spirituality to him. "I bid 100,000! I'll buy this painting!" Suddenly, a high-pitched voice shouted from the crowd. Everyone was stunned at first, then the crowd exploded. "So what if it's 100,000 yuan? I'll pay 200,000 yuan. I want this painting for sure!”" 250,000 "," 300,000 "... The price kept rising. Le Yitian was dumbfounded. He couldn't imagine that a piece of calligraphy could be sold for so much money.
The noise of the crowd woke Yan Yuqing up. Yan Yuqing was a little embarrassed. If it weren't for his words, perhaps this "Golden Pen Point Spring" would be far more expensive. These people were willing to pay such a high price because of the word 'spring'. Yan Yuqing cupped his fists at the crowd and said," Everyone, this old man wants to treasure this painting and will not sell it. Please don't raise the price anymore and disperse!”
Yan Yuqing was a famous painter in Qingjiang City, and he was also the direct disciple of Zhang Taici. If he wanted to survive in the painting world, no one would dare to disrespect him. Hearing Yan Yuqing's words, although he was very reluctant, he could only shake his head and give up. However, they secretly remembered Le Yitian in their hearts and thought about how they could rope in this young master painter!
After everyone had left, Yan Yuqing carefully rolled up the painting and said to Le Yitian with some respect," I am Yan Yuqing. How may I address you, young friend?”Le Yitian was not used to Yan Yuqing's respect. He smiled and said," Grandpa Yan, you don't have to be like this. My name is Le Yitian. You can call me Little Ming."”Yan Yuqing was somewhat flattered and said,"I don't dare, I don't dare. I'll just call you Brother Lu!"”Le Yitian couldn't help but laugh and said," Grandpa Yan, I'm only fifteen years old. I'm just a kid who has just come out of retirement. How can I do this?”
When Yan Yuqing heard that Le Yitian had just come out of seclusion, he was even more certain that he was a young master sent out by a reclusive aristocratic family to gain experience. He did not dare to be negligent and issued an edict to treat him as an equal. Le Yitian thought that it would be nice to have a friend regardless of age, so he did not object and changed his name to Yan Yuqing as Big Brother Yan.
"Brother Le, is this your first time in Qingjiang City? Looking at your clothes, you haven't found a place to stay yet, right?”Yan Yuqing's words made Le Yitian a little embarrassed. He hadn't taken a proper bath in the past seven days, and he was still wearing the same tattered long robe when he came out. When he mingled in the crowd, he always attracted strange gazes. However, Le Yitian was easy-going and had a profound cultivation, so he didn't care about the gazes of others. It wasn't until Yan Yuqing mentioned it that Le Yitian felt a little inappropriate. He smiled bitterly and said,"That's because I don't have money."”
Yan Yuqing laughed,"That's easy!" If Brother Le doesn't mind, why don't you stay at my house for a few days so that I can learn from you?”Le Yitian didn't decline and said straightforwardly,"Then I'll disturb you, Big Brother Yan."”Yan Yuqing was also a forthright person. When he heard that Le Yitian was not shy at all, he liked him even more. It was as if he really treated Le Yitian as a brother.
Yan Yuqing lived in a quiet high-class residence…
The environment here was beautiful and the atmosphere was quiet. It was conducive to creation and was especially suitable for people like artists to live in. Therefore, this small residential area had become the holy land of art in Qingjiang City. Anyone they met was a famous artist in Qingjiang City or even the whole country. Arriving in front of a three-story villa that was not extravagant but exquisite, Yan Yuqing smiled and said,"Here, this is my home!" This will be your home in the future, so don't stand on ceremony! Le Yitian nodded and looked around. He compared it with the bamboo house he and his grandfather lived in. He felt that although this villa was beautiful, it was lacking in the scenery of the mountains and rivers.
Before Yan Yuqing could open the door, the door opened by itself. It turned out that the mistress of the villa had heard their conversation and opened the door on her own accord. "Running around all day, do you think you are still that young man from back then?”Yan Yuqing's wife, Xu Guiying, appeared in front of them. Le Yitian grew up with his grandfather. He lacked maternal love, so he felt warm and affectionate toward Xu Guiying when he saw her, especially when Xu Guiying was a noble and gentle old woman who was kind and motherly. Unknowingly, Le Yitian had even treated her as his grandmother.
Seeing the handsome Le Yitian, Xu Guiying was also delighted. She immediately gave up complaining to Yan Yuqing and asked Le Yitian,"This child is…" Yan Yuqing smiled,"What child?" This is my good brother, Le Yitian. Brother Le, this is my wife, your sister-in-law.”"Hello, Grandma!" Le Yitian bowed and called out kindly. Xu Guiying was overjoyed when she heard that. She couldn't help but hug Le Yitian in her arms and dote on him. However, Yan Yuqing couldn't accept it and said," Brother Le should be called sister-in-law. You're my younger brother. If you call her grandma, won't she become my grandma all of a sudden? No, no!”
Xu Guiying loved this grandson of hers who fell from the sky. She pushed Yan Yuqing aside and said," What nonsense are you talking about? Don't you know shame?" Look at your beard, and you're still following other people's brothers. You're simply disrespectful! Yitian, don't listen to him. Just call me Grandma. Grandma likes it! Come on in, Grandma will get you something to eat! He then pulled Le Yitian into the villa. Seeing that Yan Yuqing was still a little unwilling, Le Yitian walked past him and said softly," Brother Yan, let's settle this alone!”Yan Yuqing was happy to hear this and followed him while humming a tune.
Seeing Le Yitian's dirty body, Xu Guiying's heart ached a little." Yitian, take a shower first. I'll find you some clothes to change into. If you wear a long robe, it'll look like you're singing an opera. People will laugh at you!"”Le Yitian said obediently," Thank you, Grandma." Le Yitian kept calling Xu Guiying 'granny', which made Xu Guiying's heart sweet. She laughed non-stop, but she was a little embarrassed." But where can I find clothes for you now?" " There are no boys in the house. Look at your body. Your grandfather's clothes look too big…" Yan Yuqing said casually," I think his small body is not much different from our granddaughter's. You can give him your granddaughter's clothes first."”
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