Immortal of Book and Sword Chapter 10: Surprise

　　 I saw that Zheng Chong had just closed his pen, and the ink on the white paper was still wet. A beauty was born on white paper, standing on the top of the mountain, fluttering like a fairy in the clouds and mist.

　　The beauty of the face is slightly round, and the eyes are big, very smart, as if looking forward to it, so it shines. There is a little beauty mole on the forehead, which adds a bit of charm.

　　 Dressed elegantly, with black hair and shawl, a few hair strands drifted slightly away in the wind, and his sleeves fluttered, as if going to take the wind.

　　 "This beauty is really alive, like a real person." Chen Guhong exclaimed, playing chess, calligraphy, and calligraphy. He is good at playing chess and running books. Chess is a manifestation of computing power. Chen Guhong in this line of writing is a copy of some fonts from previous lives, which is not everyone.

　　 He can also paint and play the piano.

　　 But both of them have to pay attention to aura. The painter he does is full of spirit. Although he can't fault it, he knows that it's wrong at first glance.

　　The piano he plays is also perfect, but there is no breath, anyone who listens to it will feel weird.

　　 And this Zheng Chong's painting has its own agility.

　　 and perhaps an illusion, Chen Guhong always feels that this painting has an enchanting atmosphere, and the beauty in the painting seems to be staring at him looking forward to brilliance.

　　 Chen Guhong looked intently, only to find that the evil spirit was dissipating with the wind. Although the beauty was still agile, she didn't look at him again. Chen Guhong didn't think this was an illusion, so he asked Gao Zhuang in his mind: "Old Gao, what happened just now."

　　 Gao Zhuang did not speak, as if he was groaning. After a while, he sighed: "There are rumors that some people's paintings can come alive, like that plant spirit turns into monsters, thoughts, and bodies. The beauty of Zheng Chong's paintings just now has an enchanting atmosphere. Although Weak, it didn’t take shape in the end, but it did exist. This painting by Zheng Chong is not far away."

　　 "Is there such a thing?" Chen Guhong was shocked, feeling mysterious and erratic.

　　 "There are miracles in the world, it looks like a fantasy, but in fact it is just a short-sighted mortal. Before the birth of the soul, didn't the lord think that there are no immortals in the world?"

　　 Gaozhuang smiled.

　　"So too."

　　 Chen Guhong thought about it. However, this friend Zheng Chong looked at him with admiration. According to the book, this friend is definitely a strange person. I remembered that the friend's clothes were whiter than his, and the poor clanging at home. I couldn't help asking: "Brother Zheng, your brilliant pen is absolutely top-notch, why don't you want to make a living by selling paintings?"

　　 Zheng Chong was taken aback for a while, and then he asked: "Danqing is self-entertainment. If it is a friend, you can give it to appreciation. Isn't it too tacky to talk about money?"

　　 "Okay!"

　　 Chen Guhong is speechless. As the saying goes, talented people must have stubbornness. My friend is talented but light in wealth. No wonder the poor clink.

　　 Chen Guhong felt a little sympathy in his heart, but didn't want him to change. It is precisely because of friends' idiots that you can draw a monster-like painting. If you are covered with bronze, you may lose your spirituality.

　　"According to Gao Zhuang, this friend is not far from the magical work. In the future, if you can make a painting of a monster, you will surely be able to fly into the sky. There is no need to worry about him."

　　 After thinking about it, Chen Guhong stopped thinking about it. Immediately there was a little itching, and he said: "I want a chivalrous picture, can Brother Zheng make a pair for me?"

　　"Just waiting for nosy." Zheng Chong smiled, very happy.

　　 Then he unfolded a piece of white paper and started painting. But with the effort of sticking incense, the black-and-white ink painting of mountains and waters emerges. There is a river in the painting, and a Jiao in the river.

　　 There are knights walking with their swords on their backs. The knights have high foreheads, big and bright eyes, and full of shattered beards on the chin. They look extremely rough and bold.

　　 A surge of swordsman's air rushed toward his face.

　　 "Good painting." Chen Guhong couldn't help but say.

　　"After it’s air-dried, you can take it back for mounting." Zheng Chong gently dried the ink and smiled.

　　 "Very good." Chen Guhong said happily.

　　 "Good painting." At this time, Wu Zhengchun had calmed down, tidyed up his hair, leaned over, and exclaimed when he saw the ink painting on the table. Then he said casually: "I also want to ask for a picture of a knight."

　　 "Wait a moment." Zheng Chong smiled heartily, and then made a painting. Soon after, a completely different picture of a knight was made. Chen Guhong and Wu Zhengchun sighed that they were so supernatural.

　　 Although the scholars are noble, but one or two confidantes are here, piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy are used for entertainment, the time flies so fast, unconsciously it is evening.

　　 "Why Brother Wang hasn't come back?" Chen Guhong asked a little bit puzzled.

　　 "Maybe you are frustrated." Wu Zhengchun was drinking tea, and after listening, he put down the cup and frowned slightly.

　　"Frustrated?" Chen Guhong puzzled.

　　 "Brother Wang Xian just went to visit Liang Sheng in Xuanzhou, how could he be frustrated?" Zheng Chong also didn't understand.

　　 Wu Zhengchun showed some embarrassment on his face. After thinking about it, he said, “There are some things that shouldn’t be said behind the scenes, but let me talk about it as our friend.” After a pause, Wu Zhengchun said: “Then Xuanzhou Liang Shengsheng She is handsome and first-rate, and when she meets the big girl, the little lady is afraid that she will sprout when she sees it. She is so talented and earth-shattering. So she can’t help but bend her waist. But she is very lonely and self-admired, and it’s hard to get close."

　　 "Oh, talented people will inevitably appreciate themselves alone." Zheng Chong uttered a loud voice, his expression accustomed to it.

　　 Chen Guhong frowned, this Gufang couldn't get close to herself. It wouldn't hurt to list them separately. For talented people ~ IndoMTL.com ~ the world is very caring.

　　 But now Wang Song went to visit, but he didn't come back. The two things combined make people worry about it.

　　 "They are officials from generation to generation, and they have a terrifying reputation. Although Wu Xiandi said that there is no difference in the status of scholars, how many people are as generous as Wu Xiandi? If there is a conflict, it won't be good."

　　 Thinking of this, Chen Guhong felt unable to sit still.

　　 is a classmate after all.

　　 "If there is a conflict, it will be bad, I will look for it." Chen Guhong stood up and said.

　　"Although you may be frustrated, there will be no conflicts. After all, Liang Sheng is also a scholar, so you have to worry about your face. Brother Chen, you are too unreasonable."

　　 Wu Zhengchun shook his head and smiled. As a scholar and official family, his words are very important. However, Chen Guhong still felt worried, and said, "It's okay to find it. If anything goes wrong, you can help on the spot."

　　 "Well, then I will go there too." Wu Zhengchun shrugged and stood up.

　　 "I'll go too." Zheng Chong put down the painting, and said righteously.

　　 Chen Guhong nodded, and the group went out of the guest room to find Wang Song. At this moment, a heroic slave trot all the way from the front and came to the three of them panting.

　　 Chen Guhong's hearts sank, and they knew it was wrong.

　　The slave took a breath, and said anxiously: "Several sons, the prince and son Liang Sheng of Xuanzhou are in conflict."