Chapter 849 Calligraphy and Painting

Zhang Yang has also been famous for this internationally famous calligraphy and painting master for a long time. Seeing Huang Xianyun with bright suits and leather shoes makes him feel somewhat surprised. In his impression, the calligraphy and painting masters should dress more traditionally. Even if it's not a long gown, you have to pack Tang clothes to show your cultural cultivation. Cultural people pay attention to personality for fear that others will not know that they have a culture.

Huang Xianyun smiled and stretched out his hand to Zhang Yang: "Director Zhang, I've been looking forward to the name for a long time, and I'm lucky to meet you today. It's a pleasure to meet you! Nice to meet you!" Zhang Yang smiled and said, "It's appropriate for me to say this. I've heard Mr. Huang's name for a long time. In my heart, I have already respected Mr. Tianchi as my teacher. Speaking of which, we are also brothers, Mr. Huang. I wonder if I can afford it?,...

Huang Xianyun smiled and said, "Director Zhang is too polite!"

Zhang Yang said, "This is not an officialdom, and Mr. Huang is not a person in the system. You'd better call me Zhang Yang, and I'll almost call you Brother Xianyun!" Huang Xianyun nodded repeatedly. Huang Ximin beside him was not embarrassed. He said to himself that Zhang Yang and Zhang Yang. You are not kind. He clearly knew that Huang Xianyun was my cousin, and he still called him brother. Isn't it obvious that you want me to call your uncle? In fact, Huang Ximin thought too much, and Zhang Yang didn't consider him at all. Starting from Mr. Tianchi's relationship, it was really not too much for him to call Huang Xianyun.

Mr. Tianchi's disciples did not know the relationship between Zhang Yang and Mr. Tianchi. Mr. Tianchi treated Zhang Yang much better than most disciples. After his death, he gave the courtyard of Xiangshan to Zhang Yang. Even his own disciples did not enjoy such treatment. Mr. Tianchi and Zhang Yang belong to the kind of relationship of forgetfulness, and they are also teachers and friends. If it weren't for the relationship between Luo Huining and Zhang Yang, Mr. Tianchi would have the intention to accept Zhang Yang as an apprentice.

Huang Xianyun invited them to the sun room on the second floor for tea. The morning sun was very warm. Sitting in the sun room, he felt warm all over. Zhang Yang found a strange phenomenon. Although Huang Xianyun was a master of calligraphy and painting, there was no calligraphy and painting work in his villa, which was indeed a little different for him. Often.

Huang Xianyun said, "When the teacher passed away, I was in the United States. I didn't have time to see my master for the last time. Every time I thought about it, I always felt guilty."

Zhang Yang said, "Everyone will have more or less some thieves. In fact, as long as you live in Mr. Tianchi's voice and smile in your heart and follow Mr. Tianchi's teachings, it will be enough to comfort Mr. Tianzhi." Huang Xianyun smiled and nodded. He said to Zhang Yang, "The purpose of asking Ximin to invite you this time is mainly to meet you and learn calligraphy skills by the way."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "I don't dare to play tricks in front of you.

Huang Xianyun said, "You are too modest. The teacher often told me before his death that your calligraphy is open and closed, and there are thousands of weather. When it comes to the momentum of calligraphy, few people in the world can reach it."

Zhang Yang said, "Mr. Tianchi will think so highly of me?" Zhang Daguan has a good idea of his calligraphy level. Although it is not so exaggerated, it is not much different from Mr. Tianchi's description. Although the calligraphy skills are not perfect, most people can't compare with his magnificent momentum.

Huang Ximin finally found an opportunity to interrupt. He laughed and said, "I'm so lucky. I didn't expect to witness the two calligraphers splashing ink with my own eyes today."

Since Huang Xianyun has proposed it, of course, it is not easy for Zhang Yang to show his face. Besides, he really wants to see Huang Xianyun's calligraphy level. Huang Xianyun invited them to the painting room on the third floor. Although Huang Ximin is his nephew, he has never had a chance to enter here. Huang Xianyun has a quir In the working area, Zhang Yang is an exception. Huang Ximin is under the light today, otherwise he would not have the opportunity to enter the room at all.

The blank rice paper is laid on the bookcase, and the pen and ink are ready. It seems that Huang Xianyun has already prepared for the pen meeting. In fact, the calligraphy and painting masters are not much different from the martial arts masters. Seeing this master, he always wants to learn from each other. Huang Xianyun's works are optimistic. After Mr. Tian The price keeps rising. As Mr. Tianchi's most proud disciple, Huang Xianyun, who is regarded by the calligraphy world as the most likely to be close to Mr. Tianchi in the future, has also doubled the price of his calligraphy and painting works. A calligraphy work auctioned in Hong Kong last month sold at a sky-high price of 5 million.

Zhang Yang said, "Brother Xianyun, let's make a question!" Huang Xianyun said, "Let's write a shabby room inscription. I'll go first!" As the master, of course, he has to be an example.

Huang Xianyun twisted the wolf hair. His writing habit is somewhat similar to that of Zhang Yang. He closed his eyes first, took a deep breath, and began to write in silence for a while. [Zhong] Chinese calligraphy is a high degree of unity of body and mind. In the process of waving hair, it is necessary to achieve coordination in breathing, With a few strokes, Zhang Yang came to the door. No wonder they all say that Huang Xianyun is Mr. Tianchi's best disciple. His calligraphy is elegant and ethereal, but it is not empty. Any calligraphy must be based on a solid foundation. The root of calligraphy lies in the wind nose. The calligraphy works that have lost their bones are in shape, and On the basis of the wind and bones, Huang Xianyun interpreted the ethereal and elegant beauty of calligraphy incisively and vividly. Each stroke is just right. If you remove a separate stroke and rewrite it, you can't do it better than him in any case.

Zhang Guanren has also seen the calligraphy of many other disciples of Mr. Tianchi in the past. In his opinion, it is different. No one has really got the essence of Mr. Tianchi. Today, I saw Huang Xianyun's calligraphy,

Only then did I know that one of Mr. Tianchi's disciples was such an outstanding one. His calligrapher was from Mr. Tianchi, but he already had his own style and revealed the style of sect. No wonder this person enjoyed such a reputation in the world.

After Huang Xianyun finished writing, he smiled and said, "Zhang Yang, how about commenting on it?" OK!" After saying that, Zhang Yang added, "I really can't think of anything to say except this good word."

Huang Xianyun said, "Well, when you finish writing, we will comment on each other!"

Originally, Zhang's official was not very interested in showing off his pen and ink, especially this kind of discussion between literati and scholars. But when he saw Huang Xianyun's writing this word, he couldn't help but feel itchy. He held the pen in his hand, but after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't write. " Huang Xianyun smiled and said, "It should be my proposition that has become your fetters. If not, you can write whatever you want." Zhang Yang nodded at this time. If he was also writing a shabby room inscription, he could not exceed the level of Huang Xianyun. He wrote a song "Spring Snow in Qinyuan" by Mr. Mao. As soon as Zhang Daguan's pen moved, Huang Xianyun's eyes suddenly brightened. Zhang Yang's calligraphy was really as Mr. Tianchi The river flows straight down without silting. It is done in one go. In terms of the skills of calligraphy alone, Zhang Yang should not be regarded as pure, but this rough momentum that can't be traced by others. Compared with Huang Xianyun's ethereal calligraphy, the former is the Yangtze River, and the latter is the beautiful clear spring mountain stream, these two When the calligraphy works are put together, no one compares them, but complements each other. The two different styles of calligraphy bring an indescribable aesthetic impact.

Zhang Daguan walked away from the dragon and snake. After writing this Qinyuanchun, he also smiled and said, "Brother Xianyun, please comment!" Huang Xianyun only said one good word. Like Zhang Yang, he really can't think of anything else to evaluate except good words. Although he can see that Zhang Yang's brushwork is too extraored and exquisite, if this style of work loses the wildness and publicity of brushwork, it will lose Shen Yun and beauty. Huang Xianyun finally understands why Master I will appreciate this young man so much. Zhang Yang's achievements in calligraphy are not inferior to his own, and Zhang Yang is still very young. When Zhang Yang reaches his age in the future, I don't know what kind of achievements he will achieve.

Because Huang Ximin is the uncle of a calligrapher, he usually likes to write a few strokes when he has nothing to do. Today, he saw the two of them waving on the scene, and at least his eyesight is still there. He couldn't help admiring and took the opportunity to make a request. What he asked for was Me." Although Huang Ximin is Huang Xianyun's cousin, he doesn't even have a picture of Huang Ximin's ink treasure in his hand. Today, he chose the right time. He thinks that in front of Zhang Yang, Huang Xianyun can't refute his face in any way, but Huang Xianyun refused to simply: "I exchanged this word with Zhang Yang!" Zhang Yang smiled and said, "I've taken a big advantage of you."

Huang Xianyun smiled and said, "To be honest, I can't raise your Qinyuanchun in my life." Zhang Yang said, "Different styles can't be forced. This is also the reason why I didn't dare to write a bad room inscription just now."

The two looked at each other and laughed, and their feelings of pity for each other were beyond words. Huang Ximin's stay aside was superfluous. He was also extremely depressed. He guarded a calligrapher's cousin, but unfortunately he didn't get anything cheap.

Huang Xianyun also saw his depression. He took out a scroll from the side and handed it to Huang Ximin and said, "This is a picture of herding cattle drawn for you.,...

Huang Ximin's hands trembled excitedly. Huang Xianyun's painting cost hundreds of thousands of yuan. If he didn't know how much it would cost for his proud work, Huang Ximin took the painting and said in a trembling voice, "Thank you uncle, thank you uncle..."

Huang Xianyun said, "Ximin, you can visit it casually outside. Zhang Yang and I have something to discuss separately." Huang Ximin nodded repeatedly, knowing that Huang Xianyun thought he was in the way, so he got a painting. Not to mention letting him go out, he wouldn't mind scolding him. Huang Ximin took the painting and went out happily.

Huang Xianyun shook his head and invited Zhang Yang to sit down at the coffee table on the balcony. Huang Xianyun said, "Maybe you have seen it. I don't have many calligraphy and paintings here."