mynovelweb Chapter 227: I didn’t see anyone, but I was thinking about him
Chapter 227: I didn’t see anyone, but I was thinking about him
Unexpectedly, I saw someone asking to see me when I was standing at the door.
It turned out that the Minister of Rites of Lingyu State came to seek advice with the four treasures of the study and even sent a visiting card to have a chat.
He didn't know where he got the Tiande Pavilion ink sticks and Linlang Xuan paper specially supplied by Huizhou.
These are packed in a red brocade box, on which is carved a lotus pond image, clear, elegant and hazy.
"Master Han, this is a small token of my appreciation. Please accept it." Shi Yaqing said respectfully.
These four treasures of the study were Han Miaoran's favorites at the Daying Painting Academy, including the lotus. It seemed that this person had inquired very carefully.
However, for him now, tools are not important.
"Brother Shi, a good hunter doesn't care about weapons. I appreciate it!" Bai Wan's words were a tactful refusal.
Shi Qingya paused, gestured to take back the four treasures of the study, and then winked at the people behind him.
Not far away, a girl who came from nowhere came over, as graceful as water, holding a rectangular brocade box.
When the girl who was showing the scroll saw Bai Wan, her eyes were filled with surprise and pity...
Shi Yaqing smiled attentively: "The scroll in this box contains the "Thousand-horned Deer" painted by my painter Lingyu. It is different from the rough style of ordinary Chinese paintings, but it is delicate and elegant."
When the scroll was opened, it was found that the painting was a portrait of a noble of Lingyu. The horse decorations were very gorgeous, and the fine mineral pigment powder used was something he had never seen before.
"This is malachite, blue copper and other top-quality gemstones, painted with ink, then colored with red ochre, then malachite green, and finally malachite blue. It takes a total of five times to complete."
Hearing this, Bai Wan looked at the painting, staring blankly with infinite curiosity in his eyes, and held his breath.
Who would have thought that landscape paintings of turquoise scenery could be so moving...
This kind of painting style and color is the first time I have seen it!
Shi Yaqing clearly saw the interest in his eyes: "If you like it, Master Han, I will give you this painting."
At that time, Wan Yan could not be moved by gold, silver, jewelry, fame, wealth, power, or even beautiful women.
That’s because no one knows that this person loves painting so much that only works by famous artists can attract his attention.
"Master Han! Master Han?"
However, Bai Wan didn't pay attention to anything else.
The man involuntarily picked up the pen and ink booklet to write down what he had just said and what he saw.
He even categorized the delicate mineral pigments and copied small monochrome samples.
One cup of tea passed, two cups of tea passed...
Apart from the absence of precious gem pigments, the painting is almost identical.
Shi Yaqing watched this man copy the painting just like that, it was really unbelievable.
However, just when he thought he could win over this person and recognize him as Ling Yu's talent, he was poured a bucket of cold water by the other party.
"It really opens my eyes." Bai Wan put away the documents in the album and said, "I won't accept the paintings. Thank you very much!"
He thought that as long as he could find the same gem pigment, he could paint it himself.
Shi Yaqing was a little surprised by this behavior. He originally thought that he would be very interested in Lingyu's paintings and local customs and practices, and could be recruited and won over.
Many years ago, it was rumored that Han Miaoran was a fool who could not walk when he saw rare objects.
"Since the painter has no intention, then forget it."
He thought that only by bringing a talent like Han Miaoran back to the princess could he gain more appreciation. It seemed that she was indeed a genius.
Suddenly, Bai Wan called him and said, "Brother Shi, where did the embroidery on your coat come from?"
Shi Yaqing frowned and looked down at his clothes.
What he wore today was an ochre-colored long gown with plum, bamboo and mountain birds embroidered on it. The images were vivid, with exquisite colors and embroidery techniques.
He was confused: "What the painter meant..."
Bai Wan's voice was a little respectful: "The embroidery on this dress is amazing. I want to learn it!"
puff-
Shi Yaqing almost bit his tongue.
It is simply a fantasy for the No. 1 painter to learn from an unknown embroiderer.
He thought the embroidery on the clothes was indeed unique, but a little crude. It was not as good as the painting on the other side.
He didn't want famous paintings or valuable study treasures, but he just wanted to have an embroidered painting on a piece of clothing.
Shi Yaqing hesitated, as if she was in a dilemma: "Master Han, this embroidery was actually done by the maidservant next to me. She is just a slave I bought on the road."
With such talent, yet just a servant?
Bai Wan glanced at the girl. Although she was pretty and charming, there was a clear burn mark on half of her face.
He was a little shocked. Wasn't the red mole at the corner of the eye the daughter of the cook who fell in love with him?
Among those fifteen girls, there was actually one who survived in the end.
"You are an embroiderer, right?"
The girl looked sad and nodded.
Once upon a time, she was an embroiderer in the Daying Palace, and her embroidery skills were very good. However, she was captured by the Xuanli Army when the capital fell, and was humiliated in every way because of her appearance.
If Bai Wan hadn't blocked the sword that day, he would have died long ago.
Shi Qingya looked at Bai Wan who was staring at the ugly girl and smiled awkwardly.
"If the painter likes it, then this ugly thing will be given to you!"
Bai Wan was about to refuse this, but he suddenly remembered that this was the cook's daughter, so he stopped talking.
"Can you give me her indenture?"
Shi Yaqing was delighted, thinking that the girl had won his favor, so he took out the deed from his waist and handed it over.
"Thank you, Brother Shi!" Bai Wan put away the indenture.
"You're welcome! I'll visit again tomorrow."
After saying that, Shi Yaqing took a deep breath, squinted his eyes, walked to Ah Chou's side and whispered: "You are really blessed."
The woman's eyes widened and her brows tightened.
After the person left and his back gradually faded into the distance, the man bowed timidly.
"My daughter Ruan Jie, I would like to thank the painter Han for blocking the sword and saving my life that day, and for redeeming me today. I have no way to repay you for your kindness, but I am ugly now..."
She had suffered all kinds of humiliation in the Xuanli military camp, and only managed to escape by burning her face with charcoal.
Now she is so nervous, with tears in her eyes, and so nervous that she can't speak coherently.
Bai Wan interrupted her and said, "First, I don't remember saving you. If you want to marry me, it's not worth it. You don't need to work like a slave for me."
"Secondly, I am impressed by your talent for embroidery. I learned the art of using a needle as a brush. You don't need to underestimate yourself."
At this time, Ling Shumo, who had regained consciousness, came over and said word by word:
"Third, your mother is the cook in this mansion. It is a good thing that mother and daughter can be reunited in troubled times."
The sound is like the sound of distant mountains.
...
Ruan Jie felt that the Bai Wan she had met was already handsome and elegant, but she never expected that there was someone with an even more elegant appearance and graceful face.
He is truly a handsome man in this corrupt world who can make the stars pale in comparison.
However, the way this man looked at Mr. Bai was so focused and meaningful, as if it could not accommodate anything else.
"Zi Chen, are you pretending to have eagle eyes that always find me?"
Bai Wan naturally didn't expect this person to come, because he didn't know that he had spent a lot of time copying the "Thousand-horned Deer Picture" and had not drawn the map in time.
Ling Shumo didn't see anyone in the government office, so he naturally came to look for him.
"When I woke up this morning..." His voice gradually became lower, "I couldn't see you anymore. I didn't see you in the government office, and I was worried about you!"
Although the tone was gentle, it seemed aggrieved.
Moreover, the look of emotion in the eyes is so obvious, direct and obvious.
Bai Wan couldn't help but think of the beautiful scene in the morning.
He could only cough twice and said, "I will go to the government office to draw the map right away. Don't deduct my money."
"good -- "
The man opposite smiled faintly.