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Yang Weixiao was about to go out to Xue's mansion, and Jing Ci went back to the courtyard.

I didn't want Yu Xi to come to Shengyuan suddenly, and said that the eldest lady instructed Siniang to go to Xue Mansion with Sanniang to study painting.

Jing Ci pouted, Ben was reading with her master, and suddenly asked her to learn dance with the second sister, and moved to Weiwang's Mansion, and now she is asked to go to Xue Mansion with the third sister to learn painting, what's going on!

Yang Weiwei was surprised when she heard this, with the level of Jing Ci, there was no need to ask Xue Fuzi to teach, she taught her more than enough, I don't know what the eldest sister thought.

The carriage is ready.

Jing Ci went out slowly, very reluctantly, but in the end the two still boarded the carriage one by one surrounded by the maids.

"Why are you so reluctant?" Yang Weiwei could see Jing Ci's emotions.

"The eldest sister is really casual, there is no qualitative, one thing and that."

Yang Weixiao pulled the corners of her mouth helplessly, the eldest sister is not a random person, she is the most purposeful person.

Jing Ci saw that Yang Weiwei was silent, so she began to inquire, "Third sister, what kind of person is Xue Sheren?" ”

"Master Xue is a humble gentleman and a noble man."

"The third sister's evaluation of him is not bad." I didn't expect the third sister to comment like this, Jing Ci couldn't help laughing.

Yang Weixiao also smiled meaningfully, and continued: "Xue Fuzi has a deep cultivation in painting, and naturally has the elegant temperament of a painter. ”

The coachman drove quite fast, and in a moment he passed through a few squares and arrived at the side gate of Xuefu.

The two got out of the car with the support of the maid and walked into the Xue Mansion.

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Xue Mansion, study.

A personable man stood on the edge of the roller blind, staring at the drawing board carefully, the man was fascinated, and in the painting were several lifelike cranes, with a super easy and proud expression, as if they were about to come out.

In front of the drawing board, an elderly man in plain clothes holds a paintbrush, slightly arched his back, his eyes are bright, adding charm to the crane with one stroke, and the brushwork is a little free and indifferent.

The maidservant brought in Jing Ci and Yang Weiwei.

The first thing that caught his eye was naturally the man on the side of the curtain, and Jing Ci secretly thought that this Xue She person was indeed a man in the wind of Yushu.

"Coming?"

The elder finished the last stroke, and when he heard the sound, he turned around, revealing his body hidden behind the roller blinds.

"Master Xue."

Yang Weiwei blessed her body.

Jing Ci was slightly surprised, it turned out that there was another person inside...... The Ah Weng in front of him is Xue Sheren, and after listening to the description of the third sister, I thought it was a young Langjun, hmph, the third sister must have done it on purpose......

"It just so happens that Li Sanlang is also here, you can learn from each other today."

Yang Weixiao and Jing Ci raised their heads together, and the man had already turned around......

"Yang Sanniang, Yang Siniang, long time no see." The man smiled lightly and bowed slightly.

"King Linzi."

Jing Ci was slightly surprised, it turned out that Li Longji was also here.

"This is Yang Siniang?" Xue Ji looked at Jing Ci and glanced at her lightly, "You are also interested in painting?" ”

"Before the third sister left, the eldest sister ordered me to come with me to observe, saying that the edification and edification of the elegant atmosphere."

"The most noisy thing in the family is Siniang, the eldest sister can't see Siniang running out all day long, so she asked her to come with me and practice painting and meditate." Yang Weiwei said this briskly, dispelling Xue Ji's superfluous thoughts.

Xue Ji nodded, "So the three of you happen to have company." Walk, go to the eaves. ”

After that, Xue Ji, Li Longji and Yang Weixiao turned around and walked towards the door, Jing Ci followed behind them, and secretly stuck out his tongue, this is miserable, this Xue She people are not easy to mess with.

There are a few rhododendrons planted in the courtyard, it is already May, after the most beautiful time, there is a slight sense of decadence, the breeze blows, and occasionally a few residual flowers fall into the eaves.

Under the eaves, the maidservant has set up three easels.

"Today you will each draw a pair of azaleas."

"Yes."

After Xue Ji finished speaking, he said a few more words about the points that need to be paid attention to in the process of painting, and then turned around and entered the study.

Yang Weixiao and Li Longji were both carefully observing, Jing Ci was pestle in front of the easel, her brows were slightly furrowed, she had also studied painting in Luoyang for a period of time before, but the level of painting was not even the master, no matter what she painted, she was not like anything. In the same way, Xiao Ping and Xiao An's understanding is much higher than her, and it won't take long to draw an appearance, and after half a year of learning, Uncle Xiao can even take it out to watch and show off with friends.

It's not that she doesn't have to work, no matter what she learns since she was a child, it's almost like a competition, you chase me, no one wants to fall behind, she is also very helpless, the beautiful scenery she sees, can enter the eyes, brains, hearts, can write poems, can sing praises, but can not be painted. With such talent, she can't do it.

Therefore, the eldest sister asked her to come with her, and she was so unwilling.

In a moment, Yang Weixiao and Li Longji drew one by one.

Jing Ci was slow to put down the pen.

During the painting, a small group hurriedly trotted into the study, and not long after Xue Ji walked out, his steps were quite hurried and messy, as if he had official business, and he didn't even have time to explain. The three of them were attentive people, and they heard some movement, but they didn't react much, and continued to immerse themselves in painting.

About an hour passed.

Jing Ci unconsciously picked his arm, his arm was quite sore, and his feet were tired, thinking about whether to rest for a while. She looked at the two people not far away, who were still immersed in their paintings. Just now Master Xue should enter the palace, this time it will take a long time just to travel back and forth, anyway, she is halfway through the painting, and it doesn't hurt to rest for a while.

She put down her paintbrush, sat down on a nearby stool, and began kneading her tired calves. Alas, she admits that she can't do it to the extent of the third sister and Li Longji.

"Siniang, can I have a cup of tea?" Fang Nian gently beat his shoulder for the master and said, the master must be tired.

"No need." Jing Ci waved his hand, it was better to die early and be born sooner, so he got up and continued to paint.

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About an hour.

Li Longji finally put his pen to paper.

He glanced at the other two people next to him, Yang Weixiao was still painting carefully, and Jing Ci ...... Already on the bench for a tea break. He walked up to Jing Ci's easel and stared at the scroll, his brows furrowed slightly...... Jing Ci snorted slightly, and slowly walked over.

"Hmm...... That ......"

"Is this a rhododendron or a pomegranate flower?" Li Longji muttered.

Jing Ci was quite ashamed, she had expected such a result.

"You see, this flower cluster should have a change in the weight of the virtual and the real, not every petal is the same, such as this one," Li Longji picked up the brush, dipped it in a little color, and lightly embellished it on the petals, "When dotting the stamens, the brush tone should be tightened, so that there is a sense of layering." ”

Jing Ci stood beside him and nodded thoughtfully.

"Come on, you try." He handed her the paintbrush.

She took the brush and did as he was told, accentuating some of the stamens, but even though the petals were more vibrant, the cuckoo still didn't resemble the rhododendron.

Li Longji snorted and stared at the scroll intently, "What's going on......

Suddenly, his broad palm grabbed Jing Ci's hand, held a paintbrush for her, and helped her revise it one stroke at a time...... His hand was wrapped in a sudden palm, and Jing Ci trembled unconsciously......

The strange aura spread above Jing Ci's head, and she unconsciously shifted her body, and her view widened away......