Ming Dynasty: I risked my life to teach the prince, the emperor begged me not to die

Chapter 32 Golden Section

The atmosphere in the air around them was somewhat tense, as all the classmates were waiting for Tang Yin to extend his hand to stamp his seal.

But Tang Yin felt that he was not yet so shameless.

He smiled awkwardly and said, "Haha! You didn't expect that my seal was left in Suzhou Prefecture."

Everyone: "..."

What a pity! What a pity!
It is a pity that such a good painting does not have Tang Yin's seal.

"Okay, I'm going to go back and sleep for a while. I'll take the painting with me, hehe."

Tang Yin gritted his teeth and took both paintings into the room. The group of Confucian scholars in the courtyard were still shaking their heads and saying "what a pity" one by one.

Tang Yin sat in front of his desk in a daze, with a blank look on his face, staring blankly at Chen Ce's scroll. He tried several times to muster up the courage to look for Chen Ce.

Firstly, there was a group of Confucian scholars outside, and secondly, Chen Ce might not have woken up yet, so Tang Yin had no choice but to give up.

That guy's daily routine is totally reversed, and he'll die of illness sooner or later, Tang Yin complained in his heart.

Before I knew it, night had fallen and it was almost midnight.

Tang Yin sat blankly on the stone table in the courtyard, looking up at the sky, looking a little depressed.

He didn't go to the brothel tonight because he really had no interest in it and couldn't even lift his head.

Another day passed, and Chen Ce walked out of the room with his hands behind his back, sighing. He hadn't eaten much all day, so he went to get the food left at the restaurant, intending to eat in the courtyard.

A lonely figure appeared in front of Chen Ce, "Tang Jieyuan, why did you come back so early today?"

Normally at this time, he should still be having fun outside.

Tang Yin turned around, looked at Chen Ce with a resentful expression, and said, "You liar."

"what?"

Chen Ce looked at him with some confusion.

Tang Yin continued to say with resentment: "Didn't you say that no one can surpass me in the art of painting?"

Chen Ce nodded. He had said this.

"What's up with this one?"

Tang Yin took out the scroll and slapped it on the stone table.

Chen Ce said: "I just drew it casually."

Good, good, good!
I was the one who said this before, now it's your turn.

"Teach me." Tang Yin suddenly asked, leaving Chen Ce at a loss. What do you want me to teach you?
Tang Yin said: "Teach me how to paint."

Chen Ce: “…”

"What virtues and abilities do I have?"

Brother, please, don't be so modest. I know modesty is a virtue, but it's not necessary. There are no outsiders here.

It is easy to conquer a person by completely defeating him in the area where he is best.

But Chen Ce never thought of conquering Tang Yin. He only painted for the money. Moreover, he didn't want to teach Tang Bohu anything. It was just painting. Tang Yin was already very good. Chen Ce could not teach him anything in terms of skills.

At most, in terms of the layout of the scroll, last night Chen Ce knew why Tang Yin's paintings always felt awkward. The artistic conception was secondary, and the layout was the key.

It was indeed not easy for someone as arrogant as Tang Yin to say this. Chen Ce shook his head and said, "Don't be ridiculous, Tang Jieyuan."

Tang Yin's expression was more serious than ever before. He said, "Once a teacher, always a father. I would like to take you as my father... and teacher."

He really wanted to improve in his painting. Although he was confident that he had done well enough, good enough and very good were two different concepts.

Either don't do it, or if you do it, be the best.

Chen Ce wanted to refuse, but he suddenly thought of something. If Tang Yin had not experienced that cheating case, would he have been able to pass the exam and become the top scorer?

If he becomes an official, will he become a close minister of the Ming Dynasty?
"You need to pay tuition to become my disciple." Chen Ce's words made Tang Yin extremely excited. His whole body was shaking. This feeling was even better than having sex in a brothel.

"it is good!"

"I will give you all my wealth."

That's not necessary. It's a fair exchange. Chen Ce will take as much as the market demands for gifts.

He has no worries about money now. The income from his ten acres of fertile land and novels is enough for him to live in the Ming Dynasty. He does not have many desires now and does not need so much money.

In the end, Tang Yin paid ten taels of silver, which was converted into repair money.

This is naturally higher than the market price, and Chen Ce is not obsessed with it.

Painting cannot make money for him, he is not Tang Yin. Chen Ce's name cannot be sold, but Tang Yin can.

While eating, Chen Ce said to Tang Yin: "I can't actually teach you anything."

“Have you ever heard of the relationship between the golden ratio and human aesthetics?”

Tang Yin: “???”

What is the golden ratio? It sounds pretty impressive.

Chen Ce told him the relationship between the golden ratio and human aesthetics, and asked Tang Yin to try to adjust the structure of his painting and focus the painting on the golden ratio.

Tang Yin was very smart and had the capital to be arrogant. Chen Ce also felt that he should be so. He was a young man with great talent and fancy clothes. If not now, when would he be arrogant?
Which young man is not romantic?

Chen Ce just explained it once, and Tang Yin seemed to understand it vaguely. He was in deep thought, from the initial confusion to the gradual enlightenment, and finally his face began to flush and tremble.

Gradually, there was some light in those eyes, and he regained his confidence, covering up the dejected look of the day, and became the arrogant Tang Yin again.

"That's it! That's it!"

"I used to paint based on my feelings, but now I understand. It's just this little bit, just this little bit!"

He was so excited that he seemed to be comprehending the Sunflower Manual and just before swinging his sword.

"Teacher! Mentor! Great Father!"

"Thank you!"

At first glance, one would have thought he was crazy. Chen Ce smiled helplessly. Tang Yin clasped his fists and went into the room to meditate. I guess he was going to paint a new work.

However, the status of teacher and student is bound together, which is of great benefit to me.

Chen Ce was eating quietly in the courtyard. It was late at night and he felt a little uncomfortable. He couldn't help but started coughing.

Only then did he remember that he had not brought his medicine. Fortunately, the security in the capital was good and there was no curfew like in the Tang Dynasty, so he could go out at night.

Chen Ce planned to go back and get the medicine. He had taken many considerations into account when he came out, but he had forgotten this one thing. There shouldn't be any problem if he went and came back quickly.

At night, thousands of lights are lit up in Shuntianfu, making the town as bright as day.

Riding a horse and leaning on the sloping bridge, red sleeves waving in the building.

You can see this prosperous scene when passing by a brothel, and you can't help but sigh, "Hongzhi Restoration!"

The last glorious prosperity that belonged to the Ming Dynasty would soon be replaced by a myriad of holes, and the Ming Empire, once one of the most powerful empires in the world, would be overtaken.

Chen Ce did not appreciate it too much. He walked quickly along Zhengyang Street. It took a long time before he arrived at Huaihua Hutong.

It was a little dim here, but the lights were still on next door to his courtyard. Mrs. Wu seemed to have heard the noise, so she opened the door and waited until she was sure that Chen Ce had returned before she greeted him.

"Mr. Chen, what are you doing?"

Chen Ce was also a little surprised and asked, "Why isn't Madam Wu asleep yet?"

Madam Wu said, "I was worried that a thief might break into your house, so I got up to check when I heard the noise."

Chen Ce looked grateful and said, "I came back to get medicine, but I forgot to bring it with me."

(End of this chapter)