Moreover, after spending two days at home and sketching the basic outline of the portrait, I felt that I still had to find Li Xiangjun as a model, so I took the easel scroll and went to Li Xiangjun in a car.

In the past two days, he still went to Pomegranate on time, and also went to Qiu Xiang for acupuncture, after these days of acupuncture, Qiu Xiang's vomiting symptoms have basically disappeared, and the person is much stronger, and his body is plump, shouting every day that he has become ugly, and vowing to lose weight after giving birth to a child and find his own *.

Besides, looking at Tang Bohu and Qiu Xiang, I suddenly thought of Tolstoy's famous work "War and Peace", in which Pierre and Natalie, after the war, survived to peace, and the love that went through hardships finally came to fruition, but in the end they still lived a simple and mediocre life.

If Romeo and Juliet can get married, it is estimated that the life will still be just as mediocre, and there is no thrilling content, and the reason why they were moved by the recitation of later generations is nothing more than that they were not able to be together, just like Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai.

In addition to taking care of Qiu Xiang, Tang Bohu is painting and writing calligraphy, he owes too much debt, of course he wants to pay it off quickly, and then earn more money to support his family, and nearly 100 people in the two families rely on him to live with a pen.

Wen Zhengming and Shen Zhou are relatively less stressful in life, but they are not slack in creation, and they have taken out a lot of calligraphy and painting works, and they only take a look at them when they come, and they have nothing to be picky about the works of these two people, as long as they are willing to take out their hands, they are basically high-quality products.

"I said Lao Shen, you guard this Qinhuai Fengyue every day, don't you want to create a group of paintings?" Besides, looking at the painting boats floating around on the Qinhuai River, I suddenly thought of this.

"Well, it's not impossible, it's just that I haven't thought it through yet, and if you want it, I'll have to find inspiration. Shen Zhou thought for a moment and smiled.

"If you are looking for inspiration, you will get the painting boat, Lao Shen means that you should pay for his wine. Wen Zhengming reminded.

"Okay, overnight fees are fine. As long as you're glamorous enough to get them to keep you on the boat for the night. Besides, he laughed.

"It's half charm, half silver, or silver, or is silver more charming. Unless you're a son like you, those sisters can't hurt you. Shen Zhou said with a smile.

Besides, looking at Shen Zhou, he always felt that he was missing something, and after thinking about it for a long time, it occurred to him that a painter like him should have a pipe to be decent, but there were still very few people who smoked Tamba mushroom at that time, and he couldn't match him with one. The Qian Ruofu he saw last time was very trendy, and he was already holding a jade snuff bottle, and he didn't know whether he smoked snuff or not.

"Okay, if you have this expense, you tell me, and I will reimburse you. But you can't make false accounts. Besides, he hurried away.

He came to Li Xiangjun, and sure enough, he received a message, but there was not much content, just said that after Zuo Ling entered the house, he never came out, and the Zuo family was also calm, as for the fake medicine incident, it was basically stabilized by the Zuo family now.

Besides, I breathed a sigh of relief and put down the piece of paper.

"What are you taking, giving it to me?" Li Xiangjun looked at the easel scroll he brought, a little puzzled.

"I want to draw a picture for you, okay?" said with a smile.

"yes, that's great, I can't ask for it. Li Xiangjun was so happy that he almost jumped up.

Everyone knows how hard it is to find portraits, and several officials of the six ministries have already booked portraits for 10,000 taels of silver, and they don't know how long it will be.

When I came to the hall, I put the easel up and unfolded the scroll, and then the people were a little embarrassed.

When Li Xiangjun saw the painting, he was stunned at first, then laughed, patted him on the shoulder and said, "You little ghost, you really saw it all that day?"

"Not only did I see it, but I also drew it, but I didn't look at it carefully at the time, and the drawing was not good enough. Besides.

"Then you mean you want to take a closer look. Li Xiangjun looked at him with a rich expression.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm here to paint, I don't mean anything else, if you don't want to, forget it. Besides, he hurriedly confessed.

"I don't care what you mean, I don't care, as long as you draw for me. Li Xiangjun said indifferently.

She looked at the picture scroll, and the more she looked at it, the more she liked it, although it was only a sketch, the basic image was also there, and there was such a charm that she felt amazing.

"Am I that beautiful?" she was still a little unconvinced.

"Sister, you should never doubt how beautiful you are. "Besides, I have to say more good things to others.

"Well, I'd like to hear that, though I know you're a little insincere. Li Xiangjun was overjoyed.

"That's true, if it weren't for the amazing beauty, I wouldn't have the motivation to paint. Besides, he said.

The two maidens also watched from the side, and then blushed and said, "We are also on it, the real image of the painting." ”

At that time, it was two maids who served Li Xiangjun with a silver basin, and naturally they couldn't ignore the two of them, and with them as a foil, they could show the beauty of the half-naked Li Xiangjun.

The two maids saw that it was still a little unnatural, and they only dared to look at his upper body, as long as their eyes accidentally swept over their navel, their faces involuntarily became hot, and even their slender snow-white necks were red.

Besides, I muttered in my heart: As for this, I don't have any situation today.

"What's the matter, can you see it now?" Li Xiangjun was eager to try.

"No, I have something to do, so I'll paint it tomorrow when I come. ”

Besides, because he went to Tang Bohu's place, he was in a hurry to see the pomegranate, and he didn't dare to stay here for a long time, so he left in a hurry.

I don't know if it's because of the accompaniment and liberation, or if it's a different place, Pomegranate's psychological problems are getting better at an alarming rate, and it is estimated that it should be because he moved to the central island of Xuanwu Lake.

As for the reason for this, he can't study it, but he has not relaxed his physiological correspondence with this mental illness recently, and he always thinks that as long as it is a disease, no matter what kind of disease it is, it must have its unique characteristics in body and physiology, and with these symptoms, it can be treated with medication, and it does not necessarily have to rely on psychological treatment.

Although there are many drugs for the treatment of mental illness in later generations, all drugs rely on sedation or even anesthesia to relieve the patient's anxiety and fear, and the effect is okay when the drug is working, and once the effect has passed, it is still the same. Long-term use of such drugs can lead to addiction, but the key is that it cannot be eradicated.

Therefore, he accompanies Pomegranate every day, and carefully observes her state and expression, with his medical skills, he can also know the patient's physical condition well without diagnosing the pulse, especially for his sweetheart.

He has now preliminarily drawn up two plans, one is for drug treatment, the other is acupuncture, but he still needs to make accurate calculations, he doesn't want to conduct clinical experiments on pomegranates, and he must be sure to be sure if he wants to do it.

Pomegranate handed him a piece of paper and said with a smile: "This is sent by Senior Brother Babadi, and he said that it was for you." I looked at it twice, why is Miss Zuo in trouble?"

"No, I just heard from my senior brother that she suddenly returned to Fengyang, and there was another batch of fake medicines in Fengyang, I was afraid that she would encounter any difficulties that would not be solved, so I would trouble my senior brother to inquire. ”

Besides, as he spoke, he browsed the contents of the paper, which was similar to the news from the Salt Gang, and there was basically no new content.

"You are not inquiring, senior brother said that you asked to send messages every day, you tell me the truth, is Miss Zuo really in trouble, if that's the case, I won't stop you from going to Fengyang to help her, you are here, and your heart has already gone away." Pomegranate Road.

"If there is anything, I just prevent it. Besides, as you know, this batch of fake drugs is a copy of the batch of drugs I developed, so I am naturally not at ease. ”

"Well, whatever you want. Why did you come so late today, is there something going on with Qiu Xiang?"

"No, it's about painting a portrait of a person and making some arrangements. ”

Besides, he told Li Xiangjun what happened, as long as Zuo Ling was not involved, the vinegar of the pomegranate would not be stimulated, this is the experience he summed up.

"Are you really, do you really want to learn from Bohu, looking at the naked body of a famous prostitute in the Qinglou and drawing a picture of a lady?" the pomegranate monster laughed.

"No, it didn't mean that at all, it was just a glimpse at the time, I was scared half to death, and then I thought that I had inspiration, maybe I was scared, and I wanted to paint, but I couldn't find the inspiration to paint these days, and my painting skills were unfamiliar. ”

"You just make excuses, anyway, you don't have good people in painting, one counts as one, Lao Shen is reluctant to pay, in fact, he is as virtuous as Bohu. ”

"I'm not a painter, it's a hobby. Besides, he argued.

After saying that, he felt ashamed and panicked, no matter how big or small he was in his previous life, he was a real professional painter, how can he become an amateur painter now. It's a shame to be in the beginning.

"Let me tell you, Bohu and those famous prostitutes are all on good terms, and I heard that this matter is inevitable. What's the matter, you still want to get an old sister to be a good friend?" Pomegranate wasn't jealous, but felt a bit unbelievable.

Although Li Xiangjun is beautiful, her beauty is actually the most lethal to middle-aged men after the age of thirty, of course, if people in their fifties and sixties see Li Xiangjun, their concentration is basically gone, and they basically have to commit any old problems before.

But for young talents of this age, they are generally not obsessed with overly mature beauty, unless they want to find the warmth of maternal love in her.

Although Pomegranate has not yet married and is still ignorant of many things, it still has the most basic understanding of human nature, especially in terms of attraction between men and women, which has many unique features.

Besides, I really want to tell her that after a few years, nude models are actually very ordinary, the relationship between painters and models is only a working relationship, and there are not many people like Picasso who are unhappy with models, Van Gogh has been short of women all his life, and finally cut off his ears for a prostitute, and compared with Hu Zongxian's staff member Xu Wei, who smashed his kidney capsule with a hammer, all of which are symptoms of psychotic episodes.

But he couldn't explain this kind of thing at once, and it was like a fantasy when he said it, and Pomegranate wouldn't believe it at all.

"Forget it, anyway, I already knew that this kind of thing would be indispensable in the future, you can do whatever you like, if I get angry with you like this, I might as well jump into this lake now. Pomegranate slapped his hands and said helplessly.

Besides, he shrugged his shoulders and smiled, and he knew that Pomegranate would react like this.

These days, he is by Pomegranate's side day and night, and his grasp of her mood is similar to that of his pulse, and he can already predict Pomegranate's general reaction to various situations.

"I'm going to paint there tomorrow for an hour or so, so I'll be later. Besides, he said.

"Okay, don't stay overnight, don't pay for the night, it's us who suffer. Pomegranate clapped her hands, then turned and walked away.