Dayin Dynasty, Yejing, East Flower Well Lane, Freehand Pavilion.
This shop, which had been nominated for Xieyi Pavilion, had opened six years ago. It was bought by an old man and a young man. The old man wore a green robe all year round and had a quiet personality. The young man who called him Master had a good temper and often had a smile on his face. When he went out and saw neighbors and acquaintances, he would shout and greet them from afar.
Their shop mainly sold calligraphy and paintings. The calligraphy was excellent, and the paintings were also exquisite. Even those who did not understand calligraphy and painting would feel refreshed and pleasing to the eye when they saw it. They could not help but give a thumbs up and praise the word " good." Although most people could not say what was good about it, it was still good.
As the saying goes, the wine is not afraid of the well. There were many high officials and nobles in Yejing. There were many who liked calligraphy and paintings. There were even more people who liked to be artsy. Logically speaking, even if this calligraphy and painting shop was not doing well, it should not be cold and empty.
However, there were very few people who came to visit, and even fewer people returned empty-handed.
The ridiculous price of 100 gold for the copybook and 200 gold for the painting scroll made some people who liked calligraphy and painting shake their heads and leave. The neighbors also advised the old and young who opened the shop to lower the price. After all, they had small profits and high turnover.
The young man with the surname Nangong shook his head repeatedly, saying that all the calligraphy and paintings here were made by his master and that he could not make the decision.
As for his own calligraphy and painting, his master did not allow him to hang it up. He said that it was not qualified. If he hung it up, it would be a pile of dog poop in the flowers. It would be smelly and ugly.
As for the old man, no matter what others said, he only replied indifferently,"It's worth this price!"
In the face of such a situation, as time passed, no one persuaded him anymore.
Today was the same as before. The walls of Xieyi Pavilion were covered with calligraphy and paintings of all sizes, but business was still cold and quiet. Not a single person came to visit for a long time. Fortunately, the owner of the shop did not seem to care about this. He was still wearing a green robe that did not change color all year round, quietly watching a painting hanging on the wall.
The painting depicted a long black dragon, soaring and stirring up the wind and clouds. What was noteworthy was that the dragon's eye sockets were empty and white. It had no eyes.
The dragon was not the finishing touch!
A dragon without eyes was ultimately without form and spirit.
A brush and inkstone were placed on the table beside the green-robed old man. The ink had already been ground, but he did not pick up the brush and dip it in ink to touch the dragon's eyes to make up for this incomplete charm!
This stroke was extremely important to him, which was why he hadn't drawn it for seven years.
With a single stroke, the dragon would be reborn from the dead. The dragon in the painting would no longer be a lifeless object. It would definitely soar into the nine heavens, stir up the wind and clouds, and become a true divine dragon. As for him, he would also break through the bottleneck and enter a new world.
The crucial finishing touch not only required him to pour all his energy into it, but also required a perfect opportunity.
"Not the time, not the time!”
After staring at it for a long time, the green-robed old man shook his head and sighed. He silently withdrew his gaze and heard the sound of footsteps clearly enter his ears.”
Nangong Zheng replied with a faint " hmm " before he smiled awkwardly and scratched his head." Look at my memory. I forgot to buy buns for you again. It's not good to keep starving you. I forgot again. With your cultivation, you've long reached the realm of eating wind and dew and not eating grain. In fact, if you ask me, our shop's business is not doing well. We should save a little money as much as possible. We can't satisfy our appetite too much. Otherwise, after a period of time... We will be faced with a situation where we have no money to spend. How embarrassing is that?”
"We had porridge in the morning." The green-robed old man, Old Man Xishan, said calmly.
"And then?"
Nangong Zheng blinked his eyes in confusion.
Old Man Xi Shan turned around expressionlessly and stared at Nangong Zheng with a pair of clear eyes that were completely different from ordinary old men." Then, you spoke a little too much, making me smell the scent of chili oil and chopped green onions."”
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Nangong Zheng's heart skipped a beat. Had he been exposed for using the money to buy buns to eat meat? That's not right. I've only eaten two chopsticks. How could the taste be so strong?
Nangong Zheng covered his mouth with his hand and breathed out two hot breaths.
When Old Man Xishan saw this, the veins on his forehead bulged twice. He angrily scolded with a smile," Brat, remember this. This won't happen again!"”
"Yes, sir! Yes! Yes! This won't happen again! Don't do it again!"
Nangong Zheng laughed and replied, but he didn't think much of it. How many times had this happened? The tenth time? Or the eighth time?
After knowing him for nearly seven years, he had long understood that his master was a person with a cold face but a warm heart. Although he had never stopped reprimanding him, Nangong Zheng could feel his master's concern from the bottom of his heart. He also liked to interact with him in such a " disrespectful " manner. This way, he would not be alienated by him due to the difference in seniority.
Nangong Zheng glanced at the door and put away his mischievous smile. He said in a slightly solemn tone,"Master, did you notice the strange phenomenon outside?"”
"I noticed." Old Man Xishan nodded slightly and continued to look around at the painting on the wall, as if he was trying to find his own flaws.
Nangong Zheng's eyes twitched.
Master, the outside world is already in an uproar, and you still have the leisure to stare at these paintings that you've seen countless times. Aren't you a little too arrogant?
"Master, what I mean is, what do you think of this phenomenon?”Nangong Zheng took a deep breath and said.
"Symbols of troubled times."
Old Man Xishan's answer was concise and comprehensive. He paused for a moment and added," In this chaotic world, the Ten Generals started from Yejing City and then spread to all directions."
"Really?"
Nangong Zheng opened his mouth slightly and only spat out these two words after a while. The heavens had taken pity on him. He had felt that the border was not safe at the beginning, so he had marched into the hinterland of the dynasty. Now, Yejing was also in chaos? This made him wonder if he had the Conan Constitution.
"This time it's fake, this old master said it casually.”
Old Man Xishan rolled his eyes. This was Nangong Zheng's classic expression. Reality proved that the saying 'one who keeps company with vermilion is red, and one who keeps company with ink is blackened' was not without reason.
"Anyway, I believe you." Nangong Zheng tilted his head and spread his hands.
Old Man Xishan smiled and waved his sleeve. A gust of wind swept up the unfinished work on the wall, and then he cast a Big and Small Wish Incantation before putting it into his wide sleeve.
"Let's go."
Nangong Zheng was puzzled." Master, where are we going?”
"I'll take you to kill two demons to practice!”
Old Man Xishan looked deeply at his disciple and sighed."This world is going to be in chaos. I can't protect you forever. It's time for you to see blood."
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