Like in the last Zhiyuan Literary Meeting, Zhou Ning chose Shuxuan, which is characterized by no water, which is most suitable for drawing fine brushwork, which can withstand layers of dyeing, and the ink and color will not spread out. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The rice paper used in the royal valve is quite precious, and it is a paper price that is more expensive than gold, and its characteristic is that it is as long as 50 feet in width, and it is uniform and thin from beginning to end. It is a god of paper for calligraphy and painting, and is also known as the king of paper.

Zhou Ning spread out the rice paper, opened his wrist with a pen, and waved his hand. With the blessing of the second-grade painting technique of 'moving the pen like flying', with just a flick of the wrist, the pen is like a god, and a goose-egg-shaped outline has been outlined on the rice paper.

Xie Zhongxiu lightly lit the small incense burner placed on the side, and then stood behind Zhou Ning and watched him paint.

Xie Zhongxiu himself is extremely proficient in calligraphy and painting, and it can be seen at a glance that Zhou Ning's ability to outline ink lines is extraordinary, without making a sound, quietly watching his fast brushstroke, the lines are gradually outlined, and with a few strokes, the double ring of the fairy bun on Ouyang Xuan's head has been outlined, and even the little peacock in front of the bun has jumped on the paper.

After a while, the face of a pretty woman appeared on the paper, and the woman seemed to be alive, lively and pretty, with a cunning demeanor, and her appearance and demeanor were extremely realistic.

Xie Zhongxiu was shocked and asked, "Gongzi Zhou, what kind of painting is this?" The pen is in and out, and the pen marks are not revealed, Zhong Xiu has never seen it before. ”

Zhou Ning sighed and said: "This is Gongbi figure painting, but while pursuing lines and charm, I have not ignored the light and shade of figure painting. ”

In the history of previous lives, the reason why Chinese figure paintings were not realistic was because after the Song Dynasty, literati paintings were popular, and everyone loved to play landscape freehand, which greatly reduced the status of gongbi; In the middle and late Ming Dynasty, scholars were even more lazy to draw brushes, and most of the pen and ink articles were written to seek freehand ideas. At that time, those who painted portraits were too realistic and would be considered not to copy the ancient, and to be ingenious. This is a direct result of the scholars' grasp of the right to speak in painting. But in the Sui and Tang dynasties, there was still no such statement.

Xie Zhongxiu nodded, and said softly: "Zhong Xiu has been fortunate to see Mr. Wu Daozi painting, he has reached the four realms of painting, and he is really shocking, and the picture is a crying ghost." But Zhou Gongzi's painting is also a unique opportunity, with a pen like a god, into the wood three points, my second uncle is right, he will be able to become a generation of grandmasters. ”

Zhou Ning was also a little fluttering when she praised her like this, and hurriedly shook her head and smiled: "Miss Xie, how can I be compared with Mr. Wu?" If you say that again, I'll float up. ”

Xie Zhongxiu covered his lips and smiled, his beautiful eyes smiled into a seductive crescent, and said softly: "Zhongxiu is serious. Hey, it's beautiful! ”

I saw Ouyang Xuan in the painting wearing a royal blue jacket, like a fairy coming from the waves, with a beautiful face, a slight smile on his face, and a delicate and cunning air rushing to his face, as if standing in front of him lifelikely.

Zhou Ning still didn't stop, and after a while, behind Ouyang Xuan, he sketched the grand scene of the Slender West Lake outside the window.

On the basis of the techniques of Gongbi Ladies' Painting, Zhou Ning incorporated the perspective and chiaroscuro of Western techniques, which is undoubtedly unprecedented in this era of Gongbi and freehand.

Xie Zhongxiu's face at this time had no thoughts except for surprise and admiration.

At this time, Zhou Ning finished coloring, changed a pen, dipped it in ink, and began to inscribe poems in the blank space in the upper right corner.

"The strong dai is fragrant and the light two moths, and the flower yin tries to learn Lingbo. Leaning on the railing, not afraid of the cool breeze to the fan. ”

On Zhou Ning's drawing paper, green qi faintly appeared, rising upwards like mist, and went straight into his body.

"Gongzi Zhou is really amazing." A hint of shock appeared in Xie Zhongxiu's eyes.

"That's it." Zhou Ning threw the pen back into the pen holder and said lightly.

"Let me see, let me see!" Ouyang Xuan hurriedly trotted over and looked at the painting drawn by Zhou Ning.

"Ah Xuan, wait for the ink to dry before moving." Xie Zhongxiu said with a smile.

"I know, well, it's so-so." Ouyang Xuan looked at it with joy and said insincerely, but there was a faint surprise in his eyes that was difficult to hide.

After a while, when she saw the delicate curves of the characters in the painting, she covered her face with her hands a little shyly, glared at Zhou Ning, thought about it again, took out a booklet from her arms, handed it to Zhou Ning, and said a little stiffly: "This is for you." ”

"What is this?" Zhou Ning took the booklet, which still carried Ouyang Xuan's body temperature and a faint fragrance.

"When I saw you fighting with that great monk yesterday, the boxing techniques you used were too superficial, as long as you learned the above things, and then met the great monk, you don't have to fight so hard." Ouyang Xuan said lightly.

Zhou Ning sweats, this chick is too straightforward, no matter how you say your boxing skills, it is the essence of national arts, is it so bad?

Zhou Ning flipped through a few pages, but it turned out to be a boxing book, and there were a few pages of swordsmanship, looking at this booklet seems to be extremely ancient, it seems to be a little tattered, if it is brought through the time gate, it may turn into ashes. What surprised him was that, looking at the description, this set of boxing methods seemed to be a fairly complete set of ground-level lower-grade boxing methods, which was ridiculously valuable.

Seeing that he stared blankly at the booklet and didn't speak, Ouyang Xuan didn't know what he was thinking, and asked a little strangely, "What's wrong?" ”

Zhou Ning sighed, handed the booklet back to her, and said, "Miss Ouyang, thank you for your hospitality. It's just that this thing is too expensive. I can't take it. “

Ouyang Xuan said: "You offended the Maitreya Sect the day before yesterday because you saved me, it is very likely to attract revenge, I gave you this, just thinking that you can use it for self-defense." If you refuse again, you won't treat me Ouyang Xuan as a friend! Besides, didn't you paint this picture for me? ”

See the grace of the beauty. Zhou Ning was not good at refusing, nodded, solemnly put the booklet into his arms, and said, "Thank you, Miss Ouyang." ”

Ouyang Xuan saw him accept it, and then smiled triumphantly: "That's right, oh, it's not too early, Brother Zhou will help Zhong Xiu paint another painting." ”

Hearing this, Zhou Ning turned to Xie Zhongxiu and asked, "What kind of painting does Miss Xie want to paint?" ”

Xie Zhongxiu's cheeks blushed involuntarily, and he was silent for a while, but he was also a little happy. After all, women love beauty, and it is every woman's dream to be able to keep their most beautiful time in the form of a canvas.

"Thank you Gongzi Zhou, I haven't thought about it yet, I'll talk about it later." Xie Zhongxiu said shyly.

Zhou Ning nodded, put the pen back in its place, and said with a smile: "Then let's go back?" ”

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After painting a picture, nearly an hour had passed, and Zhou Ning first returned to the banquet and poured himself a glass of wine as if nothing had happened.

Du Shisan gave him a thumbs up, and Zhou Ning shook his head with a wry smile, indicating that nothing had happened.

At this point, the conversation is coming to an end. "Is the saint affectionate?" In the end, Ding was slightly better and had the last laugh. This person is worthy of the name of today's Wei Jue, and he rarely meets opponents in terms of clean talk, if he is not too fat, but he has the demeanor of a famous person.

Xie Zhongxiu and Ouyang Xuan returned to their seats at this moment, and whispered a little shyly: "Uncle Song said, as soon as the conversation is over, we will leave immediately." ”

Zhou Ning nodded to indicate that he knew, and told Liu Yu on the other side at this time, asking him to go to Wuyi Lane with him later.

Ding Qi, who was beside him, looked at him with a god, leaned closer, and said with a little resentment: "Why did Zhou Jun leave the table in a hurry just now?" Is Ding's mysteries not in Zhou Jun's ears? ”

Zhou Ning smelled a faint fragrance like an orchid and musk on the side of his nose, and said with a numb scalp: "Brother Ding is too careful, Brother Ding is rich and beautiful, and his ability to talk is much stronger than that of Zaixia." ”

At this time, the maid sent a bowl of tea soup, and Ouyang Xuan smiled and said: "Zhou Gongzi, this is the famous Longjing tea in the south of the Yangtze River, how about you taste it?" ”

Zhou Ning took it and tasted it, there were a few slices of green onion and ginger floating in it, the taste was indescribably weird, and he smiled bitterly.

"What!"

Ouyang Ke suddenly unfolded the fan of the folding fan, fanned himself, and said: "Brother Zhou is not here, we talked about whether the saint is affectionate, I don't know what Brother Zhou's high opinion is?" ”

Zhou Ning even scolded Ouyang Ke's ancestors for the eighteenth generation in his heart, and kept coming to find trouble for himself.