Chapter 108 Master Hunjun called me out to do politics or art? (Fifth update please subscribe)

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Gao Zhang stared blankly at Master Hunjun who was analyzing Xinyi in front of him. He didn't expect it.

Master Hunjun would be so affectionate towards me, which really moved people to the point where they almost burst into tears.

When Gao Zhang thought of this idiom, his eyes immediately turned red, and he bowed his head.

"Master loves his disciples, how can the disciples repay his kindness without being heartbroken..."

Zhao Ji saw all the changes in Gao Zhang's expression, and it warmed his heart to see him act like this.

"Get up quickly, how can I not know you as a master? We master and disciple don't have to be too formal."

"I have been thinking about it for a long time, and when I was at my wits' end, I happened to see your "Young Chinese Ode" written by Xiao Gao."

"I thought of you..."

Zhao Ji looked at the child, who was more than a head shorter than himself, with eyes full of expectation.

"After all, that "Wu Bei Ce" was written by you.

Come to think of it, no one knows better than you how to use the methods in your policy to deal with such a solid problem as the failure of military preparation in the Song Dynasty. "

"So, I would like to ask you, if you are asked to host it, would you be sure?..."

"???"

Gao Zhang's eyes widened in an exaggerated way, as if he was seeing God holding an incense stick at the corner of his mouth, and a heavy-duty pickup truck controlling destiny.

After pulling out the 100-meter-long black line, he turned the steering wheel wildly, trying to run it over his face again.

Looking at the Hunjun Master with a look of eager anticipation, Gao Zhang couldn't help but wipe his face and spoke carefully.

"Master, I am not a disciple, um... Master, is your idea a little too bold and radical?"

"Xiao Gao, don't forget, if it hadn't been for your teacher's encouragement, have you ever thought that you could become the provincial champion in this year's imperial examination and the top candidate in the palace examination.

Is it possible to create such a legend as the young champion since the imperial examination? "

Having said this, Zhao Ji, who was looking far away and with his hands behind his back, turned his eyes back to Gao Zhang, and his big hands fell heavily on Gao Zhang's shoulders.

"The moment I learned from you, I already knew that your abilities are limitless."

Me, you... this horse-riding person. Gao Zhang, the No. 1 child prodigy of the Song Dynasty and the eldest son of the second class, felt like thunder was rolling in his heart.

I feel like I have fallen into a trap of a quadratic equation and I can't get out no matter how hard I climb.

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"Huh?..." Just when Gao Zhang's mind was in a mess, and he didn't know if he should grab some straw to calm down, a soft sigh from Master Hun Jun came to his ears.

As soon as he raised his head, he saw Zhao Ji who was standing in front of him, looking towards one place with a strange look on his face.

Then he moved slowly and gently approached the lake.

Following his line of sight, Gao Zhang saw willow leaves blowing gently in the wind. At this moment, an oblique finger stretched out from the top of a dead branch about a foot above the water.

A kingfisher flying from nowhere was standing at the top looking left and right.

From time to time, it would lower its head and look back, combing its stunning green feathers...

The white clouds in the sky are reflected on the mirror-like water surface, creating a beautiful and harmonious picture of nature.

As an art student with a high level of aesthetics, Gao Zhang admired the pictures in front of him and even had the urge to draw them.

Then he saw Zhao Ji, who was standing two steps in front of him, raised his hand and made a gesture towards the back.

Gao Zhang looked confused as Zhao Ji's right hand stretched out his thumb and index finger toward the back, as if making an eight.

Seeing that the height of this gesture was almost the same as his own height, many cute scenes suddenly flashed through Gao Zhang's mind, and his expression changed drastically.

"Could it be that... he wants me to act cute for him and let me put my chin up to look cute?"

Gao Zhang, who is still a child outside but is actually an experienced driver inside, is debating whether he should show off such cute killing skills.

Hearing whispers and movements behind him, he turned his head and saw the guard with a knife pulling out something like a folding table from the carriage, stepping forward lightly and placing it in front of the master.

And Yang Jian also carefully placed a purple hair brush at the tiger's mouth where the master was making the eight-character sign.

Then, Master Hunjun took the pen and dipped it in the bamboo tube that had been brought to him.

He picked up the pen that was already soaked in ink and began to paint quietly. It seemed that he wanted to record the beautiful picture in front of him.

Looking at Master Hunjun who was concentrating on painting in front of him, Gao Zhang touched his head, which was in a mess of thoughts.

What were you doing before? Were you and the Emperor of Song Dynasty worrying about the country and the people?

But the scene in front of me now is more like an excellent art master doing outdoor sketching.

Looking at the guards and eunuchs who cooperated very skillfully. Then we see the weeping willows and kingfishers in Zhao Ji's paintings that are so vivid that they almost appear on the page, as well as the vaguely visible mountains and rivers in the distance.

In addition to being acclimatized, Gao Zhang truly admired this person when discussing national affairs.

His mind suddenly twitched, his eyes lit up, and his attention was diverted to Master Hunzun who was thousands of miles away and began to concentrate on art sketching.

When I think of such a talented and ignorant king, all the demons in the court are dancing around, and they are all full of sycophants, powerful officials and traitorous ministers who deceive the superiors and subordinates.

It would be unreasonable for the Song Dynasty not to perish. Fortunately, I am here, a young and healthy boy who is still growing.

The eleven-year-old Gao Zhang, standing next to the Hunjun of the Song Dynasty who was splashing ink wantonly, felt a sigh of concern for the country and the people.

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Until the beautiful kingfisher fluttered its wings and flew away, and the dead branches swayed slowly on the water, making ripples.

But at this moment, there is no bird in front of him, but there is a bird in his heart. The talent of the Song Dynasty is still there, and he continues to create with concentration.

Gao Zhang stood beside him and looked at the bird that was gradually taking shape in the painting of this talented and talented king.

Looking at its head, then its body, and then the layers of feathers on its body, even though it has not yet been colored, you can still feel the agility and beauty of this kingfisher.

After almost two incense sticks, the scenery has already fallen on the white paper on the tip of the pen, and the kingfisher has also jumped out of the paper.

Only then did Zhao Ji stop writing with satisfaction and look at the painting carefully. This sense of accomplishment was no less than a casual encounter with Miss Shishi.

When he thought of Miss Shishi, Zhao Ji couldn't help but feel a little sour in his heart, and a faint sadness arose.

With a deep sigh, Zhao Ji felt sad as he looked at the lake where there were no kingfishers anymore and only dead branches remained.

I picked up the pen again and put pen to paper on the corner of this unfinished painting.

"After we were separated, we met again and again, and shared our dreams with you several times..."

Gao Zhang stared blankly at the few ten numbers. When he looked up, he saw the face of Master Hunjun that was full of lovesickness, and his mind went into chaos...

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