A picture of feeding pigeons, hanging above the hall, the painting style is delicate and euphemistic, clear and vivid, the people in the picture, bright eyes, bright teeth, red face, pink cheeks, the meaning is profound, slowly like life, so that Song Xiucai, who is more than 40 years old, stood there and observed for a long time.

Song Xiucai's wife, Song Shi, walked in lightly, and saw that her husband was looking at a painting for half an hour, and the painting was still a beauty, which made Song feel a little jealous.

couldn't help but glance at him, and muttered: "Take a look, maybe the person inside is the adult's sweetheart, watch it for a long time, be careful of the eye of the needle." After speaking, the book that Song Xiucai asked for was often put on the table.

"You know what?" Song Xiucai is not as knowledgeable as a woman, but she keeps measuring the techniques in the painting, and the more she looks at it, the more strange it becomes, and the more she feels that the painting is profound, and she is actually fascinated.

"You come to reads;." He summoned his wife Song and pointed to the painting: "Ordinary painters mostly emphasize the gods and do not resemble the form, and in the final analysis, they are not like the gods or the real people." "This is also a helpless move, the brush is soft, and a stroke can not be modified, can only go with the flow.

"But this one, you see, not only the ink rhyme is clear, the artistic conception is elegant, the whole picture, the characters are lifelike, rough looks like a painting, but if you look closely, it seems to be alive and spiritual, although the lines of the characters are also smooth curves, but it is very different from ordinary lady paintings."

Song's great-ancestor was also a bachelor of Wupin Hanlin, only because of his upright nature, offended people, was demoted, the family lived in Yizhou, and later married Song Xiucai as his wife, influenced by her grandfather, she is also a talented woman who likes to play with Mowen.

Since I have a vision, it is no wonder that my husband has been looking at it for a long time, that is, when she first saw the painting, she also couldn't put it down for a long time, how to say it, this picture of feeding pigeons, without any gorgeous brushstrokes, a simple single woman in a white shirt, wearing a gray coat, holding a food bowl in her hand, is stretching her hand to the sky, a lifelike white pigeon, with fan-like wings, flying to the tip of her hand, like a coquettish pecking with a white feather.

Such an intimate artistic conception of interaction with the pigeon is really unforgettable.

If you want to take a closer look at the brushwork, I only feel that most of them are not without the difference from the ladies painted by ordinary people, but the skin is realistic as if you can reach out and touch, and the eyebrows and eyes are extremely spiritual, that is, the color matching, which makes people have a sense of brightness, and the eyes are reluctant to scatter when they look at the picture.

But if you really have to say a difference, then there is only a fine brush to speak of, the feathers on the pigeon wings in the painting, but the roots are clearly visible, as if protruding from the picture, the real people want to touch it, this should be the painting method?

She couldn't see it, but her intuition was that the painting method was the core part of the painting, and it was also the charm of the painting.

Meng Xiucai listened to his wife only talking about gongbi, and naturally knew that she didn't see Mingtang, he stood here and observed for so long, in fact, he didn't find anything, but when he saw some light and dark parts, he realized that it was not such a contrast mystery.

He pointed out some places to his wife, and Song seemed to think that what her husband said was good, but he couldn't understand the mystery, how to be clear, how to be dark, where to use nature like this, and what to rely on, this is the most puzzling place.

Naturally, they are puzzled for a while, that is, they have to figure it out, and no one teaches them to get started, and they have to explore it for at least a few years on their own, and they may not be able to fully understand it.

After all, they don't know what focus perspective is, they don't know the light and shade of light, they have never copied a mannequin, they have never learned the structure of the human body, and they don't know anything about the proportions and the texture of human movement.

In other words, that is, a style that can only be imitated, not understood, that is, seen, understood, and understood, and no one will ever learn it all, not to deny the painter's ability, but because it is not something that can be done overnight.

When Tan Wanqing painted, she fully considered Cheng dù, who was acceptable to the people here, she did not throw away the aesthetics of the public in this era, but took its refinement and removed its dross, and fused the advantages of the two together, so that it has the form and god.

Song quickly took her attention away from the painting, and she said: "Your hall has only been open for a month, and the adults have sent people over, and it is also thanks to Lord Xie for such support, and more than a dozen schoolchildren have been sent here in the past few days, and the hall is finally not alone." She knew that it was all for the name of adults, otherwise how could they be so lively these days in a private school like them, which is not famous.

"It's thanks to the adults." Meng Xiucai nodded without leaving the painting, the woman's eyes in the painting were circulating, and a little red between her mouth was really wonderful, and the characters were even more coquettish, but I don't know if the red was cinnabar or rubbed rouge, it was bright and very reads;.

Thinking of something, he turned around and advised: "The things that the adults have entrusted to you have to do with some effort, and you must not miss the things of the adults." ”

"That's nature." Song is a matter of course.

Meng Xiucai looked at the painting again, and sighed after looking at it: "I didn't expect the owner of the peach blossom house, it was really a woman, I didn't believe it at first, I was young, but I could have such exquisite painting skills, it was really a genius, or a daughter, it was really rare, such a character, if you can really invite the teaching hall, it will be ten taels of silver in a month, and it will also be a disadvantage." ”

Song also sighed when she listened, fortunately, when she asked the adults for paintings, she casually raised the matter, this money, originally they could only pay three taels, the newly opened private school can't even earn ten taels a month, it is the limit to be able to go out in March, and the rest is still made up by adults, otherwise, I really can't afford it, but when I think of something, I smile and say: "Do you know, what price is the painting of the owner of the peach blossom house now?" ”

Meng Xiucai looked at the painting, touched his short beard, waited for a long time, and turned around to look at Song.

Song held his mouth and smiled: "Someone asked for a hundred taels, I heard that there is a five-beauty picture, the Qu family does not sell two hundred taels, the shopkeeper Xu said, the owner of the peach blossom house has stopped writing recently, and the price is going to rise again, just a few pieces, how many people can't ask for it now, when the shopkeeper Xu told me, his nose was full of tears, and he patted his legs and said that it sold less, I don't believe it, this old fox can lose money?" ”

Then she said: "Now that the name of the owner of the peach blossom house has been spread in the city, you say, if it spreads, she will be in our school, how many schoolchildren will be here to learn painting?" Even the school I opened for girls is a school, and there are a lot of people who can come. ”

At present, there are only about 20 people in the private school Riga Teaching Hall, and when will there be 50 to 100 people, then it will be called famous and popular.

Meng Xiucai was thorough in his heart, "You can invite people first, not to mention, if you invite them, if the adults don't let it be spread, what can you do?" ”

Song was thinking well in his heart, and when he was splashed like this, he suddenly put out his thoughts, and his face was a little unhappy, but he couldn't help but say: "This is strange, the adults specially asked people to send a few boxes of frostbite plasters, and when I went, I brought them over, but I was not allowed to mention his name, you say, are the adults and the owner of this peach blossom house ......?"

"Don't be rude." Meng Xiucai coughed and interrupted Song's words, but turned his head and said, "It is not surprising that adults admire such a woman who is meticulous and ingenious and has amazing painting skills. ”

Still admired! It's just an imagination that the people in the painting are beautiful.

Will a real person be like a beautiful woman in a painting?

Song couldn't help pouting, turned around unhappily and took things out, they were all forty years old, and they still thought about taking concubines every day, and they were not afraid of people's jokes.

What's more, nine out of ten famous scholars who are good at painting are old and ugly, maybe this woman with amazing painting skills is naturally ugly.

However, the adults will ask her to send ointment to a salt-free woman? This should be impossible......

Ruizhu rubbed her hands and came back from outside, closed the door, and entered the house all the way, and saw Tan Wanqing leaning against the window, looking at the book, so she put the two taels of silver in her sleeve on the table, and said a little angrily: "Miss, I went to pay the rent in the morning, but the landlord actually said that the house was sold, and there was no need to pay the rent in the future." ”

Tan Wanqing listened, looked up from the book, and said in surprise: "Sold?" Sell to whom? "Why didn't anyone tell me?

Mentioning this, Rui Zhu became even more angry: "It is said that it has been sold to Lord Xie of the Garrison Mansion, and the house where he lives in the future will be changed to a surname and called Xie Mansion, and we will send the silver to Lord Xie." ”