Chapter 158 Jade is the bone, snow is the skin, autumn water is the posture, and willow is the state

In the past, men were not accustomed to female popularity, so Shen Lao's wife was the second generation of Su embroidery of the Shen family, when he was young, Shen Lao used his mother's resources to do some business, and made some money to go abroad to avoid trouble, until more than ten years ago before returning to China. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Buying the old house back as a thought, these years and the construction of the National Museum, have donated some of their own antiques have been donated, in the entire literary world is famous, although the embroidery has declined, but the Su family embroidery has maintained the most complete inheritance, generation after generation, although there are no disciples, but now there are dozens of disciples, inheritance is no problem.

And because of the name of 'palace embroidery', Su embroidery has also been regarded as a guest by some officials in recent years, and from time to time come to the house to ask for some embroidery, but Shen Lao easily refused, so the value of Su embroidery is difficult to find in the Jiangsu and Zhejiang circles.

The inheritance of the Shen family's Su embroidery is not the same as the inheritance of opera, because the Shen family has a rich family background, the heirs are all on the road of art, and this inheritance is destined not to be large-scale, only existing in the niche.

Since ancient times, there is a deep house compound in China, which refers to the big mansion of the rich and noble, and the people of Longguo pay attention not to the bigger the curtain, the richer the richer, but the deeper the house, the richer the richer, and the gate will not be built too grand, which has a lot to do with the habit of not exposing the wealth of the Chinese people.

The value is obvious deep house compound, some vermilion gates with paint off, four people can pass side by side in front of them, but after entering the door, walk through a passage of about 20 meters, it will suddenly open up, the ground of the whole courtyard is a blue brick floor, there is a pond on the left, which may be together with the back house, there are various flowers and plants planted on the right, and there is a pavilion, with the architectural style of the ancient palace.

The main hall is also spacious and bright, the floor tiles with cobble-egg patterns, all solid wood furniture, looking at the precipitation of the big family, there are almost maidservants to serve, there are many celebrity calligraphy and paintings on the wall, Wang Yaogang has not seen it at a glance, and then felt that the ink color is wrong, and only to find out after a closer look that the calligraphy and paintings on it are all embroidery.

"Oh my God, how did you do that?" Wang Yao stood up in surprise and walked to a pair of characters, and looked carefully, this embroidery can even embroider the subtle strokes of calligraphy, which is simply amazing.

"It's embroidered. Shen Lao poured tea for Mr. Qigong and said with a smile: "Novelty?"

"Novelty, it's so novel. Wang Yao nodded, "I can't tell it's embroidered from a distance, I thought it was written." ”

"The tip of the brush is made of silk, and the thread of embroidery is also made of silk, why is it different?" Mr. Qigong smiled.

Wang Yao was stunned and shocked, yes, the brush is made of wool, and the embroidery is also sewn with hair.

"As long as you master the fortune of words, writing and embroidery are all connected. Mr. Qi Gong smiled, "But I think embroidery is more advanced than writing." ”

"You're serious, embroidery is to pick up people's teeth, cut out and fill in the color. Shen Lao said with a smile.

"The ink pen is a millimeter, the embroidery needle is thousands, and the realm of embroidery is higher. Mr. Qigong said with a smile.

"By the way, I heard that Xiao Yao's drama is out, and it's very popular?" Shen Lao smiled, "It's really terrifying." ”

"It's a small achievement. Mr. Qigong did not be modest for Wang Yao, "You can go and see it when you have time." ”

"Well, I'm looking for a time to take my granddaughter to see her, and she listens to Western rock music every day and makes my head hurt. Shen Lao smiled and said, "You sit down for a while, and I'll go see what she's rubbing." ”

After Shen Lao left, Wang Yao ran to Mr. Qigong's side, "Sir, this embroidery is really powerful, and the pen can be embroidered." ”

"Chinese culture is broad and profound, embroidery is just one of them, and there are some miraculous miniature skills, I will take you to visit the master when I have time. Mr. Qigong smiled, "If you take a closer look at that embroidery, you may be able to realize something." ”

Wang Yao nodded, returned to the calligraphy and painting money again, and watched it carefully.

"Oops~ I don't want to go!" Shen Huixin was reluctantly pulled out of the room by Shen Lao, followed by a plump and pretty young woman.

"It's rude, how can the elders not see anyone when they come to visit. Shen Lao frowned and scolded, "Xiuniang, you pick her up, take her to the front hall, and take the hibiscus cake with you." ”

The young woman named Xiuniang nodded with a smile, and when she saw that Shen Lao was gone, she pinched Shen Huixin's bulging cheeks, "Let's go, little aunt, let's pick up the guests." ”

Shen Huixin glanced at Xiuniang, "Senior sister, you are too dusty~ What do you pick up and don't pick up guests." ”

"Yo, it's still pure. The embroidery girl grabbed Shen Huixin's loose pigtails into the room, and ten minutes later, a little girl wearing a light yellow waist-length skirt and combing a drooping bun was pushed out.

"Don't cry and make a face, laugh at a chick. Xiuniang looked at Shen Huixin with satisfaction, picked her chin and chuckled.

Shen Huixin grinned and showed an exaggerated smile.

The embroidery girl shrugged her shoulders and pulled her to the back kitchen to bring the prepared hibiscus crisp to the front hall.

"World, how about I pretend to fall and buckle this pot on that disciple?" Shen Huixin looked at the sweet jujube soup she was holding, her eyes rolled around and she smiled evilly.

"Not good. Xiuniang smiled and shook her head, "In case he comes wearing the dress you sent, don't you want to die of distress?"

Shen Huixin's little face suddenly became ugly, and she gritted her silver teeth and snorted softly, "The thought of my clothes being worn on a lewd and obscene stinky boy makes me angry, and I have been blind for half a month's hard work." ”

Xiuniang smiled, "What if it's a lewd and obscene, but good-looking kid?"

"Unless he looks like Wu Yangu, then I can still reluctantly forgive him. Shen Huixin blinked and said seriously.

"Nymphomaniac. The embroiderer smiled and shook her head.

"I call it beautiful things, and I appreciate them from the eyes. Shen Huixin raised her chin and snorted softly, "But it must be blind, that kid's figure can't be a handsome guy like Wu Yan's brother, it is estimated that he is a thin and obscene inferior man." ”

"I heard that it's not a singing, so it shouldn't look bad. The embroiderer smiled.

"Hmph, that must be a sissy. Shen Huixin vomited.

"Stop talking, adjust your expression, be polite. Seeing that she was almost in the front hall, the embroidery lady said with a smile.

Shen Huixin closed her mouth, puffed out her cheeks and did a facial exercise, put on a well-behaved and lovely expression, and followed the embroidery girl into the front hall, her eyes searching around.

"Huihui, come here. At this time, Shen Lao shouted.

Shen Huixin glanced at the main hall and saw that there was no one in the main hall, walked over with the sweet soup in her hand, saluted respectfully to Mr. Qigong, and smiled like a small piece of sugar crisp, "Hello Mr. Qigong, I have admired my name for a long time, and the little woman Shen Huixin." ”

"Oh, this is your granddaughter?" Mr. Qigong's face was full of love, "pretty, Zhong Lingyuxiu." ”

"Don't be pretty, naughty, like a boy. Shen Lao smiled dotingly.

Shen Huixin glanced at her grandfather dissatisfied, and served soup to Mr. Qigong, "This is the sweet soup I boiled yesterday, you can taste it." ”

"This is a home-made hibiscus crisp, you can try it. The embroiderer also put down the plate in her hand.

"This is my inner son's apprentice, embroidery. Shen Lao introduced.

"It's called Embroidery Niang?" Mr. Qigong raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Yes. The embroidery girl smiled gently.

"Wise in name, extraordinary. Mr. Qigong exclaimed, and smiled at Shen Lao, "Old Shen, your house is really good feng shui, and the children you raise have aura, and you don't want me to do that, it's all naïve." ”

"You are too awarded, the two of them together are not worth Xiao Yao's hand. Shen Lao smiled.

Shen Huixin wrinkled her nose in displeasure, but she didn't have a seizure, and asked with a smile, "Mr. Qigong, where is your apprentice?" ”

"I was still here. Mr. Qigong also took a look and looked around the main hall.

"I asked him to take out the embroidery and look at it, but the sight in the room was dark, and he couldn't see the doorway, so he should be outside the door. Shen Lao said with a smile.

"I'll take a look. Shen Huixin put down the cup in her hand and ran to the door.

"This girl. Seeing that Shen Huixin was like a little monkey, Shen Lao shook his head helplessly, "Go and see." ”

Xiu Niang made a blessing, followed, and as soon as she walked out, she saw Shen Huixin hiding behind the pillar of the courtyard like a thief and peeking at something.

The embroidery girl frowned slightly, took two steps forward and looked along, a trace of surprise flashed in her soft eyes.

Human beings will have an instinctive appreciation and amazement of beautiful things, which is brought about by physiology, and has nothing to do with cultivation.

Qi Baishi couldn't help but look at Xin Fengxia a few more times because she was too beautiful, and Qi Baishi's full-time nurse quipped, "Do you see people like this?" I think that if the old man's matter spreads, his reputation will be ruined in his later years.

Qi Baishi was very calm, "She looks so good, what's wrong with me looking at it twice?"

Later, for the sake of the old man's reputation, Qi Baishi accepted Xin Fengxia as his goddaughter.

Putting aside the idea of lust, ninety-year-old people have fantasies about beautiful things, let alone young people, especially young people who study this kind of aesthetic art, are even more sensitive and paranoid about the pursuit of beautiful things.

Xiuniang grew up abroad, and later returned to China with Shen Lao's family, many star artists have come to ask for works, and she has seen a lot of good-looking people, foreigners and Longguo have seen it, but she has never seen a person who can make her so dazzling.

The dark brown embroidered gold coat that the sun shone on his body, the sunlight refracted by silk and stitches seemed to make his whole person glow, his slender figure had the posture of a willow, and the cuffs of his arms holding up the embroidered words hung down, revealing a small arm that was as clear as jade, and the good skin made women jealous, the slender hand holding the embroidered picture frame seemed to be as round as the joints could not be seen, some slightly longer black hair covered a small half of the ear, and the ratio of the jawline of the side face to the bridge of the nose and lips was so good that people couldn't find fault with it.

Xiuniang often teased Shen Huixin, saying that she was a doll that came out of the New Year's paintings, but she didn't expect to see a handsome boy who came out of the ancient paintings in her lifetime.

In ancient times, the rising tide described the beauty as the poem "Dream Shadow", with flowers as the appearance, birds as the sound, the moon as the god, the willow as the state, the jade as the bone, the ice and snow as the skin, the autumn water as the posture, and the poetry as the heart. I have no time.

For the first time, Xiuniang felt that there seemed to be someone who could occupy the four points of jade for bones and snow for skin, autumn water for posture, and willow for state, and she was still a man.

What a beauty, the embroidery girl was unconsciously a little distracted.