All the way through the Hanging Flower Gate, Huai'an stopped and whispered to Siqing: "Have you heard everything, pay attention when you paint again, otherwise Mr. will blame me again." ”

Siqing's painting skills were praised by Xiu'e, she was very confident, but she was evaluated as worthless by Mr. He, and she was already unhappy, and she was even more unhappy when she saw Huai'an so at ease, she didn't promise to help him paint in the future.

So he said with a cold face: "How do I understand that, what's more, the teacher said that you want to use a big pen and a small pen, you only gave me a pen, you can't blame me, right?"

"You don't need two pens. Huai'an waved his hand, "Adjust the shade of the ink slightly, and then use the flank pen instead of the center, I have never used too many pens on weekdays, and he has never said anything before." ”

Siqing was stunned, isn't this young master quite smart, if this method is not very familiar with the line of pen and ink, how to use it?

But I also heard the meaning of the words, which means that she is not skilled.

She was originally a "wild road", and she had never really learned it, so she said angrily: "In that case, don't let me help you, you can draw it yourself." ”

"Don't. Huai'an was stunned, "I must not let them know this arm, only you can help me, you help me draw for a while, I will take you out to play every day." ”

She turned: "I have feet, I can go out on my own." ”

"That's not good, you don't know the place well, without my protection, the old lady will definitely not let you go out alone. ”

She sighed, not wanting to admit that what Huai'an said was right, in the past few days of coming to the Meng family, except for going out with him today, she has never stepped out of the Meng family's mansion.

The Meng family is not a prison, she has the freedom to come and go, but if she goes out from the backyard to the front yard, she always has to pass by the old lady. ”

As soon as she heard this, it was not easy for her to go out.

Huai'an saw her pondering and knew that this matter was reliable, so he smiled and added: "What's more, my arm was broken for you." ”

Is this what she owes him?

She still agreed to him, and she felt inexplicable.

After class the next day, Huai'an came to her with a pen and paper, this time he brought two pens as required, told her about the basic situation of the pen, and instructed Xiu'e to sharpen the ink and mix the ink, and dissolve the pigment on the palette.

Siqing looked at the paint, remembered something, and asked, "If you paint on a porcelain tire, do you also use these paints?"

"That's with color glaze. Huai'an said: "My pigment is a water pigment, plant extract, can not be used, but the stone pigment can be used, it is the color of minerals, but it also depends on the composition, and it must be able to withstand high temperatures." ”

Xiu'e couldn't help but say: "The young master hasn't gone to the kiln yet, he even knows!"

Praise on the surface, but in fact it is sarcasm, when did the second young master become diligent and studious, and even knew the things on the kiln, it was not easy!

Huai'an didn't hear it, shook his head and said, "You think I want to learn, it's all forced." ”

As he spoke, a flash of inspiration flashed, and Wang Siqing said, "Why don't you go to class with the teacher, maybe I won't have to go if you go." ”

Siqing paused: "Grandmother and father should not allow it." ”

Seeing that Xiu'e had already laid out the rice paper, she changed the topic: "What did the teacher ask to draw today?"

"Lan, you should draw slowly, move the pen correctly, don't let the teacher see the clue again. ”

Seeing this, Xiu'e asked again: "I'll go to the front yard and bring a bluegrass over to paint it for Miss?"

"No, I don't. Huai'an blocked, "Painting the things in the heart, not the things in the eyes." ”

Xiu'e was confused when she heard it, and since she was not allowed to move, she had to continue to help Siqing polish her ink.

But it's easier said than done, but it's hard to draw, Siqing suddenly changed the way she held the pen, and she didn't adapt very much, and she spent several pieces of paper on a single orchid, but she was never satisfied.

In the end, she said helplessly: "Let's move me an orchid." ”

Huai'an had to agree to Xiu'e to move over, she compared the painting, it took a long time, and it was finally completed, and she thought it was okay.

Huai An looked at the painting and wanted to say something, but stopped again, hugged it and went to the errand.

Siqing was anxiously waiting for Mr. He's evaluation in the backyard, and asked Xiu'e, who replied that Mr. wanted to take a closer look, so she had to continue to wait, waiting like pins and needles.

It's obviously painting for people, and whether it's good or bad doesn't really matter to her, but she just feels nervous, and because of this nervousness, it seems that a road full of expectations has been opened, and life is not so dead.

Huai'an later asked someone to send money to the family who was making trouble on the street, but the next day, the money was returned, and when he heard that the man's son had died, the family refused to accept the money anymore.

This is also strange, originally thought that the other party's purpose was to make money, but now they refuse to ask for a penny, but they don't know what medicine they sell in their gourd.

Of course, what surprised Huai'an even more was another question.

He was surprised and ran to ask Bai Sui: "Really, I'll die after a beating, no...... Wouldn't a young man be so unbeaten?"

"If you really killed you, do you think you can stay at home now?" the other party said: "The hospital said that people have their own problems." ”

He breathed a sigh of relief, too lazy to take the money back, and gave it to a few friends to drink.

After a day, he finally came to the backyard with a review, and as soon as he entered the door, he said that Mr. He was considering whether to teach him other types.

Siqing was shocked: "Sir, do you think my painting is too unsightly?"

"No, he said maybe he should learn how to draw fine strokes, but he said he was very good at drawing. ”

Fine strokes are also fine brushstrokes, different from freehand, freehand highlights the artistic conception, and the fine brush is to line to shape, highlighting the details.

Siqing suddenly relaxed.

Hearing the person in front of him laugh and say, "Let's go, I'll take you out to play." ”

"Is this a reward?" she had the illusion of being a child, "and you don't have to take me out once for every picture I paint." ”

The other party hesitated for a moment: "It's okay, grandmother agreed." ”

"Huh?"

"Really. Huai'an beckoned to her, "Let's go." ”

This is indeed true.

The day before yesterday, he took Siqing out, and the old lady probably didn't know about the fall and injured her arm, but she knew about the two of them going out together.

Although they are brothers and sisters, they should also avoid suspicion, not to mention that they are not pro, the old lady was going to ask a few questions, but at that time, He said in her ear: "Huai'an has many friends, so it's good to let Siqing know each other, maybe ......."

The old lady understood what she meant, Siqing's marriage gave her a headache, most of Huai'an's friends were the sons and daughters of high-ranking officials and nobles, if anyone noticed Siqing, this troublesome matter would be solved.

She was a little hesitant at first, but He Shi said: "I didn't say that I must find it from them, but just pay attention, in case I meet a good one, isn't it all right? ”

The old lady snorted: "Let them know each other in advance, but of course we have to decide the marriage." ”

"That's right, but it doesn't hurt to ask Huai'an to take Siqing out to see and see. ”

The old lady couldn't think of any other way, so she agreed, so she called Huai'an over and told him about it.

Huai'an suddenly took on the responsibility of "matchmaker", and suddenly felt that the pressure doubled, but He added fuel and vinegar and said that because he had ruined Siqing's marriage, he had to make amends, so he had to promise.

Huai'an didn't say anything, but a son surnamed Liang fell in love with Siqing and offered him to help.

As soon as he saw that look, he immediately denied it: "Isn't it a waste to let my fourth sister marry you?"

Liang Gongzi wondered: "It's your fourth sister who is married, and it's not you who marry, have you asked her what she means?"

"My brother is like a father, what I mean is what she means, where it is cool, where to stay, and less to beat my sister's idea. ”

Liang Gongzi was quietly withdrawn like this, and after that, whenever he had some thoughts about Siqing, Huai'an began to be dissatisfied with them, feeling that they were either not good looking, or their character was not good, and even a bite to eat could make him veto it immediately.

He also slowly felt that what kind of friends he had made, why didn't anyone look good?

The old lady was urging tightly, he thought about it, and asked Siqing sideways: "Do you think my friends are good?"

Siqing thought for a moment and said, "Who is the white suit who helped us stop the attack last time?"

"You said Cheng Yiheng...... He Lao Tzu does things for Prince Gong, but he is powerful and powerful, but this kid spends all day drinking, you ...... You're not going to take a fancy to him, are you?"

"What do you say?" Si Qing was anxious, "What did you like him, didn't we go to see paintings together some time ago, I heard what he said, and I thought he was a person who knew how to paint and loved painting, so I asked more." ”

"Oh. Huai'an suddenly relaxed, "I see." ”

She looked at him puzzled: "Why are you so nervous?"

He sighed, if he told her that he had brought her out these days just to complete the task, wouldn't that be "ulterior motives"?

He could not speak, but looked up to see the setting sun on the estuary, glistening on the water, and several small covered boats floating on it, and laughter from time to time could be heard from inside.

His mind moved, and he looked at Siqing: "Let's go, I'll take you to rowing." ”

This time, I didn't have any purpose, just to accompany her to play.

stretched out his hand to make an invitation, but Siqing didn't dare to accept it, and walked in front of him with his head down.

Paddled into the boat and took a look at the city in the afterglow, the breeze blowing against the lake, she was in a good mood and took a deep breath.

She helped Huai'an paint for half a month.

Whenever you can see the lines that have been modified, Huai'an said, Mr. He first saw the orchid, and the brush sketched the way of gongbi painting, and wanted to teach him gongbi painting, but unfortunately Meng Hongxian vetoed it, and Mr. could not teach it openly, so he gave some suggestions in accordance with Gongbi on the revision.

In Mr. He's words, freehand and fine brushwork are really painted, how can there be such a clear distinction, a good painter should have both and use it freely.

However, Meng Hongxian believes that the porcelain paintings outside are now mainly freehand, and it is necessary to follow the needs and not easily change them. There is a specialization in the art industry, and the Meng family has done porcelain painting for several generations, relying on the profession that has been passed down in a lineage, rather than the compatibility of all rivers.

Mr. He didn't know that the painting was not painted by Huai'an, he put all the revisions on the paper, Huai'an took it to Siqing to see, Siqing seriously accepted and modified, after a long time, some basic skills of the pen technique have been mastered, and the fluency and meaning between the strokes and strokes have gradually improved.

She found that Huai'an's arm was already healed, and it was on a painting that needed to be mentioned, and the handwriting was exactly the same as Huai'an's handwriting, and under questioning, the other party had to admit that he wrote it.

This guy's arm has been healed for a long time, so he has been pretending to be able to stop drawing.

She no longer helped, and Huai'an had to paint it herself.

Listening to Xiu'e, Mr. He was confused when he saw the second young master's paintings, and called out why this child's painting style has changed again, so how should I teach it now?

Mr. He has a headache, Huai'an also has a headache, and the old lady is still asking him to help with Yiqing's marriage, which is really embarrassing, not to mention, he has his own business when he goes out.

He deliberately delayed, and as soon as he delayed, it dragged on to the Mid-Autumn Festival.