"Today, the envoys of several countries have said that they want to send apprentices to the Tai Hospital to study the "Surgery" in the "Nine Volumes of Shangyi". One day after going down, Shui Xiao said to Yuan Chun with a smile.

The other eight volumes of the Nine Volumes of the Upper Medicine were published publicly, and it was only a matter of spending a little money for envoys or spies of various countries to obtain this set of books. However, the content of "Surgery" can only be learned in the medical school of Tai Hospital. However, it is extremely difficult to obtain admission qualifications for the medical Taoist school of Tai Hospital.

Yuan Chun couldn't help but smile: "The fish is hooked!" Don't be soft! "You must knock on enough bamboo poles before you give it!

Shui Xiao hugged Yuan Chun and kissed him: "Don't worry!" I will never do business at a loss. ”

He coughed lightly and solemnly repeated his performance in the court: "This dynasty has been favored by the gods, and it has been given the "Nine Volumes of the Doctor". This medical book can benefit the world, but it cannot fall into the hands of metrics, lest quacks kill people, but spoil the beauty of the gods' favor. If the subject countries want to learn this supreme medical skill, they need to be just like the people of the Heavenly Dynasty, and they need to obtain the same admission qualifications as the people of the Heavenly Dynasty. Therefore, if these international students want to enter the Tai Hospital to study, they must first learn Chinese and learn basic medical skills. While learning Chinese, you might as well translate some books from various countries, and let's exchange cultural ...... from various countries."

A meaningful smile appeared on his face: "Secondly, the medical skills bestowed by the gods on this dynasty are undoubtedly the national treasures of this dynasty. The core essence of this medical technique cannot be given to everyone in vain, and the lords of various countries need to exchange some secret recipes and secret techniques! ”

Yuan Chun gave him a thumbs up and praised: "Well done!" "For the sake of the face of the great powers, the most stupid!

As a result of this set of "Nine Volumes of Shangyi", there was an upsurge of sending students to the Heavenly Dynasty in the subject countries of the dynasty, the Western Regions, Africa, Central Asia, and European countries. While learning Chinese language and basic medical skills, these international students also brought a lot of achievements in Western culture and civilization. For example: oil painting.

Yuan Chun has always felt that the temperament of the ladies in Chinese painting is very beautiful, but it is difficult to recognize people by the portraits. So after Shui Xiao painted N portraits for her, she missed the camera more and more in her heart.

Wood has a camera, how can I show affection?!

Words: What is the principle of the original camera? It seems to be pinhole imaging + photosensitive material? Pinhole imaging is a good thing, what is the photosensitive material?

Yuan Chun couldn't copy the camera, and began to worry about Western oil paintings. I just heard that one of those international students is very good at oil painting, she got a copy of the international student's painting to see, she didn't feel anything about the artistry, but the delicate and delicate painting workmanship, its lifelikeness, almost similar to the art photo, so I wanted this international student to paint a portrait of her and Shui Xiao.

Shui Xiao was very dissatisfied with this, because his proud painting skills were disliked: "What's so good about oil painting? From a distance, there is a form but no god, and up close it is a mess of colors, how can it compare to my fine brush painting, both form and spirit? ”

Yuan Chun hugged his neck, looked at him and smiled: "Just because your painting is both physical and spiritual, my god always robs my form!" Every time I look at the painting, I only remember my own god, and I can't remember what my form looks like! Therefore, I just want to find a painter whose painting skills are far inferior to the emperor's, only painting the form, not the god, lest my god continue to steal the limelight with my shape! ”

Shui Xiao pursed his lips with a serious and aggrieved expression. Hearing this, I couldn't help but laugh lowly. At first, he smiled with his mouth closed, and then slowly laughed.

"You agree?" Yuan Chun asked expectantly.

Shui Xiao shook his head resolutely: "No! ”

Yuan Chun looked at him very aggrievedly: "Why not?" ”

Shui Xiao took Yuan Chun into his arms, put his face against her face, and whispered in her ear: "Every time Yuan Yuan asks me to paint a portrait, there is always a moving style between the corners of my eyebrows and eyes, and between my every move. I don't want other men to see you...... I, will, eat, be jealous! ”

Yuan Chun was speechless: "You paint me a portrait, and others paint a portrait of me, can I have the same attitude?" "I'm only showing off in front of you?! After all, he is still an ancient man! I don't want my wife to be seen by other men!

Shui Xiao still didn't let go, and said ambiguously: "Yuan Yuan may not know, that style is one with you, as if it is natural, you can't restrain it!" ”

Yuan Chun gave him this ass slap, and he didn't know what to say at all. An exaggerated smile appeared on her face: "But I just want to paint a few oil portraits!" What to do? ”

"This is easy! Pick a few eunuch female officials who are good at painting to learn, and if you learn it, I'll draw it for you! ”

Yuan Chun thought to himself: That's fine!

To be honest, if the foreign student came to paint her portrait, she would inevitably have to hold it up, her appearance and demeanor were about decent, and even her smile would not be too obvious.

But if a female official or eunuch in the palace comes to paint her portrait, she can relax a lot! Well, you can also draw a few pictures with Shui Xiao...... Uh, "Together"? is the meaning that she and Shui Xiao were painted in the same frame, making up for the regret of not having a camera and not being able to take a group photo to show affection.

"That's a good idea!" Yuan Chun readily agreed. When I turned around, I picked a few people from the female officials and eunuchs to learn painting from the foreign student.

Although the eunuchs and palace maids who were selected to study oil painting were quite talented in painting, it was not easy to switch from Chinese painting to oil painting, so it was almost four or five years later before they dared to say that they could paint portraits of Yuan Chun and Shui Xiao.

Yuan Chun put forward the wish to be painted in the same frame as Shui Xiao, and Shui Xiao did not hesitate and readily agreed.

Yuan Chun felt that it was very boring for the two of them to sit like wood, so he turned sideways and rested his head on Shui Xiao's shoulder.

Shui Xiao smiled, also turned sideways slightly, reached out to wrap his hand around her shoulder, and laughed in a low voice: "Look! How wise it is that I don't let outsiders paint a portrait of you! ”

Yuan Chun smiled: "This posture is good, just keep this posture." "I have the feeling of taking wedding photos! I hope that after the portrait is drawn, there will also be a romantic feeling of wedding photos.

"Are you sure?"

"Sure!"

So, the two of them kept this position.

The next row of painters either had to smile or blush, and painted them.

Being an oil painting model is tiring, and you have to stay in the same position for hours on end, but the end result is not bad. After Yuan Chun saw that row of portraits, his regret of not being able to take wedding photos was completely complete!

Shui Xiao looked at her satisfied smile and asked, "Do you really like oil painting so much?" ”

Yuan Chun nodded: "I like it!" ”

"What are you thinking?" Shui Xiao saw her looking at the oil painting, almost without blinking, and couldn't help but feel a sense of grievance that she was neglected.

Yuan Chun looked at the oil painting and smiled, and was also a little sad: "I'm thinking: When I die, will this painting be taken to the grave?" Or do you leave it to the little group for them to see things and think about people?! ”

Shui Xiao was stunned for a moment, and stretched out his hand to encircle her in his arms: "We can paint a few more!" The good ones are taken to the mausoleum, and the bad ones are left to the small group for them to see things and think about people! ”

Yuan Chun's gaze finally moved from those oil paintings to Shui Xiao's face.

Her fingers gently touched his eyebrows, his eyes, the bridge of his straight nose, and his soft lips, and only said one word: "Good!" ”

Two years later, on Yuan Chun's birthday, Shui Xiao said to her, "Come, I have a gift for you!" ”

"What gift?"

Every year on her birthday, Shui Xiao will give her the same chic gift in accordance with the "rules of the lotus world". For example: a wooden hairpin he carved for her, a flute music he composed for her, and a snack he made for her...... The hairpin may not be very exquisite, the flute music may not be very beautiful, and the dim sum may not be full of color and flavor, but they are full of his heart.

Shui Xiao took her hand and stopped when he walked outside their bedroom in Yihe Palace.

"Close your eyes." He smiled at her.

"So mysterious?" Yuan Chun closed his eyes as he said, and there was some faint expectation in his heart. What surprises await you in the room?

Shui Xiao covered her eyes, led her into the room slowly, and stopped at one location: "Yuan Yuan, you can open your eyes!" ”

Yuan Chun slowly opened his eyes, and he was greeted by a huge oil painting nearly one person tall and about two meters wide.

The woman in the painting is half-lying on a couch, wearing a bright red robe, with fragrant shoulders half-exposed, and slender jade legs. Her jet-black hair was half-draped and half-pulled, and her smiling eyes, between the two lips that seemed to open and close, were full of tenderness and temptation that wanted to talk......

The woman in this painting is her!

"Yuan Yuan, only I can see your style, and only I can paint it!" Shui Xiao wrapped his arms around her waist from behind her and whispered in her ear, his voice slightly hoarse.

"You...... Did you draw it? Yuan Chun felt a little incredible! When did Shui Xiao learn to paint oil paintings?

"Naturally! I've been secretly learning oil painting with that international student, just to surprise you! ”

"But...... I...... I've never modeled for you! "It's another incredible thing! Don't you need a model to paint an oil painting?

Shui Xiao smiled lowly, gently bit her earlobe, and her tone seemed to sigh and sigh: "Your appearance, your smile, your words and deeds have long been engraved in my soul!" If you want to be painted, why do you need to be a model again? ”