Obviously, everyone present understood this, so no one came to the trouble of this scholar at all.

It was still this very polite Yang Gongzi with a smile on his face that he explained.

"This surname Cheng is called Zimei, Zimei's inspiration happened to come at the best time recently, so generally he didn't know that there was someone around him, it didn't mean to be lazy, please don't take it to heart......

I look at the boy next to the steward, his expression is abnormal, his appearance is beautiful, is it the painter who has just been recruited?"

Heng Zhi listened to this tongue-twisting compliment, and was a little confused, is this a compliment for being good-looking? Can a man still boast like this?

And the steward frowned when he heard it, fortunately, now it is men's clothing, and no one will find out that his master is a woman, otherwise this kind of compliment is indeed a little offensive for an outsider.

But after all, it has been in the mall for a long time, so the instant change in an instant, and soon, it was brought over, and the face was still smiling, and then said very kindly.

"Don't get in the way, don't get in the way, that's how you scholars behave, although the old man hasn't read a book, but he also understands.

This is my little master, Heng Zhi's son, who has just taken over the business in the store recently, so I came to this craftsman workshop to learn about it, and by the way, point out some ideas on the design drawings......

You are all young people and have the same hobby of design drawings, so you can talk about it......"

And after this Yang Gongzi heard Heng Zhi's identity, his eyes were expected, but his face showed a very surprised look, stretched out his hand, and said with apologies.

"So that's the case, Prince Hengzhi, I just misunderstood, please don't take it to heart.

In Xia Yang Tianming, Xiaosheng is polite......

Just now the steward said that you also like this design drawing, then you can go into the hospital to take a look, we have a lot of painters here......"

Heng Zhi saw that although he was respectful on his face, he didn't show himself the painting just now, and he knew that the other party must have been observing and despising him, so he smiled slightly and didn't take it seriously.

"It's okay, it's time for us to disturb your inspiration, Yang Gongzi, then we'll go in first, and you can just continue creating......"

Heng Zhi nodded after speaking, then turned around and continued to walk forward.

After hearing Heng Zhi's words, Mo Guan also smiled, and followed Heng Zhi into this painting academy full of cultural atmosphere.

When I entered the door, I saw a very beautiful picture of a white bird playing.

The emerald green color reminded Heng Zhi of an art appreciation class she had once studied.

That very professional teacher once said that the best ore in the world is used for painting.

And the best ores are very expensive, so is this emerald green color also made of ore?

That's a lot of money, after all, ore is a very precious thing in ancient and modern times.

The tip of the nose is also filled with a variety of ink and book scents.

Ah, feeling the breath of this culture makes Heng Zhi a little bit abrupt.

It's exactly the same feeling as when I was a student and just released a new book.

At the beginning of each semester, after each class has been cleaned and the class has not officially started, the teacher asks the class cadres to move the books of each subject to the classroom and then start distributing them.

In that dim afternoon, with a hint of the comfort of stealing time, the freshness of the book and the smell of ink between the books.

All made Heng Zhi feel both nostalgic and very gratified.

Ah, what a wonderful student days, I can't see it like this!

After turning slightly, I saw all kinds of scholars in different clothes in the courtyard, surrounded by a few pieces of paper, drawing randomly with brushes.

Among them, there was a scholar wearing a vermilion dress and a jade hairband on his head, and his whole person looked crazy, his hair was messy, and his eyes seemed to have stayed up for several nights.

I saw him holding a brush tightly in his hand, drawing circles in a dyed yellow painting, and holding a delicate little wine glass tightly in the other hand.

Draw a stroke, take a sip, take a look at the sky, and sigh for a long breath.

Another man in a white shirt, wearing a hosta on his head, was half-lying barefoot under the swing frame, his eyes were slightly squinted, and his fingers were on a delicate jade bracelet drawing, embellished with some incomprehensible elements.

And the others are also very strange in various types, making Heng Zhi think about these painters and painters, are they all wonderful? Why is there no normal person? This is completely different from the bright and clean that Heng Zhi thought, everyone has a table, everyone is so addicted, and the future looks completely different!

Following the comparison of the two people at the door, Heng Zhi suddenly found that the two people at the door were much more normal!

"Childe, please come here, let's come to this private room to rest first, and after Rong Lao Nu makes you a cup of tea, I will give you a good explanation......

Perhaps knowing Heng Zhi's doubts, the steward also wiped the sweat on his forehead, and was a little embarrassed to introduce Heng Zhi into the empty wing room next to him.

After Heng Zhi saw him so nervous, she guessed that there was something else hidden, so she nodded without much blame and raised her feet not to enter the room with him.

After the Mo Guan Shi lit the agarwood very religiously, and then asked the people in the courtyard to bring up the melons, fruits, snacks and tea, this Mo Guan was embarrassed to speak.

"If you go back to your master, you must be very strange in your heart, how can there be so many people in this courtyard.

In fact, these people are not all painters and painters of our treasure house, most of them are those idle scholars who are rich and noble.

They come here to draw pictures, not for profit or fame, but for a hobby.

Because the pressure on them from those families is too much, they will occasionally come over to vent and then live in it day and night......

But what they draw is to be kept, and they don't charge any remuneration and give us all the use......

That's why the old minions are willing to let them come to our yard......

The reason why my husband didn't report this matter is that most of these scholars are very special.

They will definitely not pass on the core design drawings of our treasure house...... , the confidentiality is very strong, and we can also get a lot of design drawings, although not one by one, at least we can save a lot of money......

Master, this is the old slave's assertion, please forgive the old slave's selfishness, after all, since you got married, our shop has become more and more bad, so it will ......"