The pictures of the beauties in Zhuyanfang were all drawn by the girls in South Street.

When those girls saw that it was Xia Guang who painted their portraits, none of them were willing, and no one was willing to come after repeated persuasion by the Qi manager. Xia Guangdu was very distressed, and he thought that after passing the level of stewardship, everything would be fine, but he didn't expect to pass the level of these girls.

Qi Zhangshi is also very distressed, no matter how good Xia Guang's painting skills are, if no one comes, it will be in vain. "Miss Xia Guang, this is not good, I came to you to paint their portraits, if they are not willing to let you paint, then how can we maintain this workshop."

"This ......," Xia Guang didn't know how to answer. No one wanted to paint, and she couldn't show off her painting skills, so she had to find a way.

By the way, no one comes, so I'll draw one myself, and when others see my painting skills, people will come naturally. Xia Guang is very confident in her paintings, she has asked the Qi steward to take out the portrait painted by Lin Lin'er before, Lin Lin'er's paintings are really good, very expressive; But in terms of appearance, it is much worse, and the few beauties drawn are similar, and if you draw it yourself, you may pay more attention to the details of the face.

The idea must be that Xia Guang told Steward Qi about his plan, and when Steward Qi heard it, he felt that this method was feasible. As long as Xia Guang's painting skills are recognized by everyone, there will naturally be a steady stream of people who come to the door to ask for paintings.

Xia Guang thought about it in her mind for a while, and found that the most beautiful person she had ever seen seemed to be only Chu Yunyao, but in order to avoid some unnecessary trouble, she didn't plan to draw her. After thinking about it for a while, she carefully sketched a beautiful woman in her mind before she began to write.

Xia Guang asked Steward Qi to prepare charcoal of different sizes and pigments for her before, and Steward Qi thought it strange at first, but when she saw the face she drew with charcoal, she knew why.

The brush is too soft to control the force, while charcoal is much simpler.

Steward Qi knew that some people had their own habits when painting, especially when painting, and they didn't want anyone to disturb them, so he left with interest.

Xia Guang stopped her hand, and she didn't know why she liked to paint with charcoal instead of brushes like everyone else, as if she had been doing it for as long as she could remember. What kind of person was you?

After thinking for a moment, she shook her head and resumed her movements.

In the flower courtyard of the Eight Kings' Mansion, Qu Lisheng set up a chessboard, pondering alone.

At this time, a person took a leisurely step, slowly slowing towards him, that person was dressed in a red robe, and wore a vicious mask on his face, it was not Xuanyuan Qinglong, or anyone. "Looks like you've got a lot better from your foot injury."

Qu Lisheng didn't look up, still staring at the chessboard, "You're not angry with me?" ”

"Raw. But there's no way, in this capital, I don't have any friends other than you, so I can only endure it. Xuanyuan Qinglong said locally, he jumped slightly, lay down in the hammock next to him, and sighed: "It's still the most comfortable here." ”

Qu Lisheng raised his head to look at Xuanyuan Qinglong at this time, and smiled meaninglessly, "Don't say that you are here for this hammock." ”

Xuanyuan Qinglong closed his eyes and said, "The person you care about is now staying in Zhuyanfang, I really don't understand why you want her to go there." ”

"You just think it's for fun." Qu Lisheng looked down at the chess pieces on the chessboard again, and even picked up a white piece.

"It's not fun at all, you're hurting yourself."

"There's always something to pay."

"Don't say I didn't remind you, if you continue like this, the emperor may do something to her at that time."

"That's why I haven't been there in person."

"You really answered that sentence, you won't die if you don't reach the Yellow River."

"When I reach the Yellow River, my heart will not die."

"Lixuan, tell you the truth, I heard the secret guard last time that the emperor summoned Hanguang into the palace, and now it is rumored that you are more suitable for the throne than him, is he going to do it to you now." Xuanyuan Qinglong said with rare concern.

"What is he thinking, and how do I know? Besides, I'm not interested in that position at all, no matter how others pass it on, what does it have to do with me. Qu Lisheng said indifferently.

Xuanyuan Qinglong's attitude of not caring about him was angry, "Lixuan, I'm really angry with you." He got out of the hammock, disturbed the board, and walked away in a huff.

Qu Lisheng shook his head at the chessboard, this guy was really as breathless as ever, and he put the scattered chessboard back again.

Xia Guang painted for an afternoon before she finished drawing the figures, but she felt that she was not very satisfied, and it seemed that something was missing, and after thinking for a while, she continued to paint.

Seeing that Xia Guang was not waiting outside, he walked to Zhu Yanfang to inquire, only to know that Xia Guang had not come out of the studio because of painting. Jun Yanran confessed a few words to Xiao Er, and he didn't continue to stay in Zhuyanfang.

By the time Xia Guang finished painting, it was already late hour, she looked at the white sky outside, stretched her waist, and tapped her sore back with her left hand before leaving.

When I opened the door, I found Xiao Er squatting by the door, Xiao Er may have fallen asleep soundly and has not woken up yet. Wake up the sleeping Xiao Er, and then ask him to call Steward Qi over.

After Steward Qi came over with sleepy eyes, Xia Guang said a few words to him and went back.

She walked out the back door of Zhu Yanfang and took a deep breath of air to make herself more awake. When she had just finished painting, she suddenly realized that the painting she had painted seemed to have been seen there, and the woman in the painting seemed to have been imprinted on her heart, and she even inscribed the word "Tibetan flower" on it. Could it be that this is also a memory from the past? Will the painting she painted make someone find her?

After seeing the painting, Steward Qi felt a lot more energetic, "This painting can definitely be sold for a good price." No, I'm going to send it to Xuanyuan Mansion first, so that Xuanyuan Gongzi can take a look, and the price will only be high and not low at that time. ”

Xiao Er also poked his head over and glanced at it, and then flattered: "Well, what the shopkeeper said is true." ”

At this time, Xia Guang didn't know that because of the act of managing Qi, she was pushed into the field of vision of everyone in Quyang City, just like when she was in Qingfeng Academy, Ji Qisha, who was famous in Quyang City.