Chapter Ninety-Eight: She Can Imitate Handwriting

Coming out of the glass shop, Shen Lanying went straight to the iron shop, intending to process six heels of steel wire. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Six steel wires, in fact, are six steel strings. She wanted to make her own guitar. After Jiang Xu becomes the emperor, Sikong Yan will no longer need her, she can go out and find a street singer. If you're lucky, you can find a teahouse to sing. With a little luck, she could be on fire again.

Moreover, for Shen Lanying, it is a very difficult thing not to touch the piano for several months in a row.

"Eh, Blue Sakura, why are you here. As soon as Shen Lanying stepped into the door of the blacksmith shop, someone stopped her from behind. Shen Lanying turned around in surprise and saw that Xuan Ling had also walked into the blacksmith shop, followed by several men in cyan robes, and the expressions on their faces were very respectful.

"I'm going to make something. Why are you here?".

Xuan Ling grinned, pulled Shen Lanying and walked towards the blacksmith shop.

In the middle of the lobby hangs an eye-catching plaque with the name of the blacksmith firm written on it, Xuan Ling pointed to a small "spring" in the lower right corner of the plaque, and said with a smile, "See the word 'spring', this is our Tianquanzhuang industry." In order to cater to the trend, we have to promote some new products every year, and I came to send drawings this time. ”

Shen Lanying looked at the entourage who followed Xuan Ling and asked in a low voice, "What about them, they are also from Tianquan Village?"

Xuan Ling nodded and said, "It's from the outer gate of Tianquan Village, and in terms of seniority, it's a generation younger than me." So if you have something to do, just tell me. If it's the area I'm good at, I'll do it for you. ”

"Great, then please. Shen Lanying hugged her thighs and stuffed the paper with the specifications of the piano to Xuan Ling, and then looked at the magnificent blacksmith in surprise, "Your Tianquanzhuang has such a wide range of influence!"

The people from the blacksmith shop who followed Xuan Ling also came over and looked at the drawings with her, Xuan Ling browsed the drawings and said, "In addition to the capital, all the big cities of the Yong Dynasty have our Tianquanzhuang industry, and we have also done business with the Yong Dynasty army." The armor and weapons used by the cavalry under His Royal Highness the Crown Prince were made by us. ”

Xuan Ling showed off the power of Tianquan Village, and suddenly her eyes widened, "The inner core is fine iron, the outer core is bronze, and the copper-tin ratio should be four to one, and the specifications are ...... I'll go, what the hell is this, Lan Sakura, are you sure this isn't a wire used to kill people?"

"Forehead......" Shen Lanying glanced at the entourage who followed Xuan Ling out of the corner of her eye, and found that they also had a ghostly expression, and asked Xuan Ling in a low voice, "Is it difficult to make?"

"No one else can do it, I can try, but what are you doing with it? It's not hard enough to kill. ”

"It's not a murderer, it's a string ......"

"Isn't it better to use silk for the strings, is it really okay to use metal?"

"Yes, and it's more ......"

"Forget it, I don't understand it anyway, you have to give me the cost, I want a pair of calligraphy and paintings of Brother Sikong!"

“……”

When Shen Lanying returned to Wang Yichen's house with a large bag and a small bag, what caught her eye was Han Ji and Sikong Yan who were admiring the paintings in the water pavilion. The two of them stood at a table with a pen holder and a large sheet of rice paper. Han Ji is holding a pen and depicting it carefully on paper.

There is another painting hanging in the water pavilion, and Han Ji looks up from time to time to observe, as if she is copying the works of her predecessors.

Wang Yichen and Feng Shuang are also in the water pavilion. But I didn't see Xuanqing and Li Yunxuan, and eighty percent went somewhere to enjoy the space for two. Wang Yichen casually leaned on the railing on the edge of the water pavilion, holding a large bag and rummaging for things.

The servants of the Wang family took the things she was carrying from Shen Lanying, and Shen Lanying instructed her subordinates to put the things in her room, and then walked slowly towards the water pavilion.

"What's the matter, don't I draw like it?" Han Ji put the pen back on the pen stand, raised her face and looked at Sikong Yan with a smile, her movements and posture were extremely soft, giving people the feeling of being delicate with gorgeousness and nobility.

Shen Lanying made a new discovery, no matter when and where Han Xi, her fingers would be in the shape of orchid fingers.

"Like, I can't even tell which one is the real thing. It's only been a month, and you're making such rapid progress in your painting. Sikong Yan praised with a smile, removed the ruler that pressed the paper, and brought Han Xi's painting to Wang Yichen, "Look, isn't it very similar?"

"Well, like. Wang Yichen replied very perfunctorily, without even raising his head, and continued to rummage through things.

"What, senior brother, you didn't watch it at all!" Han Xi pouted dissatisfiedly, grabbed Wang Yichen's arm and shook it vigorously.

"Hey, hey, don't make trouble, I'll find you paint. Wang Yichen said with a smile and a smile, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Eh, I found it, this is it!"

Wang Yichen said, taking out a small box from the bag, "You try this box of paint, when the original painter created this "Spring Fang Picture", he used this box of paint, if you want to imitate it, it will be better to use this effect." ”

Han Xi was pleasantly surprised, took the paint box, and said with a happy smile, "Thank you, Senior Brother! Sure enough, Senior Brother is the best for me! But I am reluctant to use it, the paints used by Master Chengxuan have always been made by myself." ”

Wang Yichen said very generously, "If you like it, I'll give it to you, anyway, this baby is also in our Wang family, and it can't reflect its value at all." ”

"Thank you, senior brother!" Han Ji happily put away the paint box.

Sikong Yan said, "The painting is indeed very similar, but on Master Chengxuan's "Chunfang Picture", there is also an inscription, if someone can imitate the master's handwriting, then this work can really be fake." ”

"I can do this too!" Han Ji said with a smug smile, "Actually, I'm better at imitating handwriting than copying paintings!" Then she began to wash and grind the pen...... I talked and laughed with Sikong Yan throughout the whole process, and I didn't quiet down until I picked up the pen and wrote. This seems to be the rule of the ancient people, not to speak when writing.

And Wang Yichen didn't seem to be very interested in her specialty, so he didn't know where to take the book out of nowhere, and looked at it by himself.

Shen Lanying saw that the three of them had finally stopped laughing, so she walked into the water pavilion. She didn't control her footsteps, but Han Ji seemed to be focused on writing and didn't notice her. However, Sikong Yan noticed that Shen Lanying walked into the water pavilion, but Shen Lan didn't look at him at all, but walked to Wang Yichen and sat down.

"Hey, half-fairy. ”