Tomson Manor.
In the main room.
Tang Zhong stood by the window and looked up at the bright moon in the night sky with a calm expression.
Dong dong--
Someone knocked on the door.
"Please come in." Tang Zhong's voice was the same as his expression. There was no color in his voice. Even if he added the word " please ", it still sounded like he was trying to keep people at a distance.
Creak--
The door slowly opened.
The person who walked in was none other than the owner of Tomson Manor, Wang Shi.
There was another person standing behind Wang Shi. It was Wang Shi's youngest daughter, Wang Ruxue. At this moment, Wang Ruxue's head was lowered, and she looked delicate and pitiful. It was as if she had just been reprimanded, and there were still tears at the corners of her eyes.
"Teacher."
Wang Shi respectfully came behind Tang Zhong and bowed." The little queen is like snow. She doesn't know manners. As her father, I didn't teach her well. This is all my fault.”He turned around gently and waved at Wang Ruxue." Ruxue, hurry up and apologize to the teacher.!”
Wang Ruxue was probably afraid of her father's reprimand.
From being spoiled, she became obedient and sensible.
Even though she was extremely unwilling, she still slowly came behind Tang Zhong and bowed in apology, imitating Wang Shi.""I'm sorry-"
This was a modern apology.
To Wang Shi, this was wrong.
He immediately whispered,"Ruxue, you have to say,'Teacher, Ruxue knows her mistake. Please punish her!'”
……
Tang Zhong, who was facing the window, heard their conversation. He turned around indifferently and said,""No need."
" Teacher..." Wang Shi was slightly startled.
This was not because Tang Zhong was petty.
It was because he felt that it was meaningless.
In his long river of time, there had been countless people who begged for his forgiveness like them.
He had been angry before.
He had punished others before.
Once, he had even killed someone because of a small mistake.
He had experienced too much…to the point that everything before his eyes was meaningless to him.
Yes, it was meaningless.
……
Tang Zhong turned to look at a painting on the wall.
He sized her up.
He remained silent.
Wang Shi noticed this and asked tentatively,""Teacher, do you like this painting?”He paused for a moment, as if he wanted to curry favor with Tang Zhong." If you like it, I'll give it to you." This painting was from Zheng Banqiao and was called the " Ink Bamboo Painting ". It was a rare authentic work.”
Hearing this.
Tang Zhong's expression was calm, but his eyes seemed to flash with memories, and he was slightly lost in thought.
Tang Zhong remembered.
Her thoughts were pulled back to hundreds of years ago.
At that time, he met a young man named Zheng Banqiao.
The young man's father had passed away, and his family was poor. He relied on selling paintings to make a living.
Tang Zhong took him under his wing and taught him the true meaning of the painting…
Later, Zheng Banqiao relied on his own talent to create the Ink Bamboo Painting.
……
After a long time.
Tang Zhong returned from his thoughts and said indifferently,"
"The paintings of Banqiao are not messy and not sparse. They are out of practice and are peerless.”
"Although this painting has both form and spirit, it lacks some changes.”
Hearing this.
Wang Shi revealed a puzzled expression, but his attitude was still respectful. He said,"Teacher, you mean…this painting is fake?”
Tang Zhong did not refute.
It can't be denied.
Perhaps it was because of his mentor's doubts, Wang Shi suddenly looked at the painting more seriously. As a collector, his standard was no less than an expert.
Zheng Banqiao's paintings are different in style and have never been the same.
It's like picking jasper, like a clear pavilion.
Suddenly.
He saw a tiny detail…
Then, his pupils dilated.
Instantly, her face turned red.
Just as his teacher had said, this was really a fake painting. However, he regarded it as a treasure and hung it in the main room. He observed and admired it every day to cultivate his body.
This was a great humiliation.
Unacceptable humiliation. How could he not blush?
He thought about how the paintings that he admired and immersed himself in every day were actually fake.
How could he not be angry?
Crash!
Suddenly-
Wang Shi tore the painting down and bowed.""I know I was wrong. He hung a fake painting and sullied his teacher's eyes. Teacher, please punish me!"
"No worries."
What did it matter if it was true or false?
Other than the four arts that could cultivate one's character, the fame and fortune of the mortal world had long been worthless to him.
At the side.
Wang Ruxue saw everything.
He didn't expect that this young and handsome young man actually knew how to distinguish between paintings and calligraphy.
He seemed to be an expert.
He was graceful.
His aura was steady.
His every move exuded a unique aura.
Wang Ruxue swore that this was the most extraordinary young man she had ever seen.
This was too crazy! He looked so young.
"If there's nothing else. You may leave."
Tang Zhong's indifferent voice rang out once again. Clearly, he was giving the order to leave.
Wang Shi bowed and nodded.”
She turned around and pulled Wang Ruxue away.
"I'm going to Dragonwater Manor tomorrow morning. You can lead the way.”
There was almost no hesitation.
"Yes!" Wang Shi replied respectfully.
Although he didn't know what Tang Zhong was going to do there, he was sure that something big must have happened for his teacher to come personally.
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