Lan Dong is good at painting, and he is even better at appreciating and appreciating paintings. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Qingyang Lan family produced a famous Danqing family in Daqing decades ago, it was the uncle of the late Lan Old Lady, that is, Lan Dong's second uncle, Lan Shen. It is said that the landscape paintings painted by the old man are vivid, but with a few brushstrokes and light ink, they can outline the vivid scene, the steepness of the mountains, the turbulence of the river, the agility of the stream, and the tranquility of the river bay, all of which jump on the paper, as if as long as you look at the painting, you can hear the sound of the mountains and flowing water, and knock directly on the viewer's chest. His paintings are all priceless, even Ouchi and the Lan family do not have many of them. Lan Dong's painting skills are enlightened by this legendary master, painting to this day, although the painting has been a small success, but compared to the achievements of the second uncle, it is still a world apart, landscape painting is Lan Dong dare not try easily, but this does not prevent him from appreciating and appreciating paintings. Therefore, when looking at the few drawings in his hand, Lan Dong had to be surprised.

Lan Xi looked at his father and tightened his eyebrows, looked down at her painted appearance without saying a word, and bit his lip nervously. She is not good at freehand landscapes, and she has almost never painted in her previous life. The most she has painted are the flowers, birds, insects and fish that she sees the most on weekdays. But she knew in her heart that her level, even if she could get into Lan Dong's eyes, but she was only a little talented, so she had to gamble. Five paintings, two flowers and plants, one Pisces playing in the water and one yellow oriole singing willows, the last one is a landscape.

Lan Xi stared at Lan Dong's expression with a good eye, and when she saw him flipping through the last piece of paper, she was obviously stunned, and looked at it silently for a long time, and finally raised her head, she quietly breathed a sigh and came.

"Yishan Autumn Travel Map? When have you seen it? Lan Dong asked a little surprised, but he was full of suspicion.

Yishan autumn travel map! The most proud work of the Lan surname in his life, the painting is suitable for the mountain and autumn travel, he felt that he could not paint a transcendent work, so he closed the pen, so this painting is also rumored to be the pinnacle of this everyone's work, which is really priceless. It is not surprising that the Lan family regards it as a family treasure. On weekdays, this painting is properly collected, even if you are a descendant of the Lan family, not everyone is lucky enough to see it. Lan Dong had naturally seen it, and he was impressed, so he could recognize this one of Lan Xi at the first time. This picture seems to be the right picture of Yishan and Qiuxing, but he always feels that there is something different, and what is different, Lan Dong can't say for a while.

"Maybe you've seen it, right? Maybe...... When I was little? I just felt very familiar when I was drawing, and I felt as if I had seen it somewhere, so I drew it like this......" Lan Xi had expected Lan Dong to ask this question, and said the excuse that she had thought of early in the morning, and in Lan Dong's suspicious gaze, she clenched her little fists and tried her best to hold her composure. Even if my father doubted it, so what? No matter how doubtful he is, he will never be able to guess the truth.

This picture of hers is copied from the Yishan Autumn Trip, which is right. But it is not the one of their Lan family, but the one collected in the current Queen Mother's Bedroom, Shou'an Palace. She also accompanied the Queen Mother in the Shou'an Palace in her previous life, only to learn that there were two Yishan Autumn Pictures in this world, both of which were from Lan Shen's hand, but they were painted in different periods.

Lan Dong stared at Lan Xi for a long time, except for seeing that she was a little nervous, he couldn't see any other clues. Thinking to himself, although the Lan family treasures that painting, sometimes they will take it out and take a look, maybe Aqing will really see it at some point. She can copy it, firstly, it shows that she has an excellent memory, and secondly....... Landong's eyes suddenly lit up when he thought of this, "Aqing, are you good at copying?" ”

Lan Xi opened her mouth, not knowing how to answer, she had been looking at the picture of Yishan Autumn for a long time before she could copy it decently, as for the rest, she was really not sure, but looking at Lan Dong's expression as if she was looking for a treasure, she couldn't say anything. Besides, she didn't know whether it was good or bad for learning to paint.

Over there, Lan Dong was already excitedly pulling her and said, "Come on!" Aqing, here you come! You try to copy these, and these ......" In the right rear of the Huanghuali case, there is a large blue and white porcelain vat that one person hugs, and there are more than ten painting scrolls inserted in it, Lan Dong took it out, spread it on the case, and beckoned to Lan Xi.

Lan Xi was stunned, turned around, and wanted to move the rescue soldiers with the two brothers, who knew that when the two brothers were talking to her about painting, they had automatically and spontaneously moved to the small case of the circle chair on the side and started to do their homework. Unable to move the rescuers, Lan Xi smiled bitterly, so he could only bite the bullet. Called the Ying Feng who was waiting outside to come in and wait for the pen and ink, looking at the rice paper that was spread out in front of him, as well as those displayed on the side, full of twenty or thirty plates, colorful, and complete varieties of pigments, Lan Xi suddenly felt that it was not so uncomfortable to be driven ducks on the shelves, raised his sleeves, and spread out the first painting scroll under his father's "tiger eye", which was a courtyard spring scene with fine brushwork, which came from the pen of Lan Dong, and painted a scene of "Gathering Cui Pavilion" in the Lanfu Garden in Beijing.......

Lan Xi carefully described, Lan Dong watched from the side, and pointed out from time to time. The father and daughter just painted and taught, time flew by, and in a blink of an eye, it was time for lunch.

The people who were waiting in front of Lan Dong had already prepared lunch with great discernment, four people, and waited diligently for the three old men and father and son to have lunch in the small hall on the right.

Lan Xikan was embarrassed, and was pinching the plain cocoon silk handkerchief to wipe the corners of his lips, when he saw Song Ming in front of the third master walking quickly to Lan Dong, whispering two words in his ear, Lan Dong's eyes flashed slightly. turned to look at Lan Xi with a smile, the strangeness of the earlier was gone, and the demeanor was soft and loving, which seemed to be more than the pampering many years ago.

Lan Xi was in a trance, and before he could dig deeper, Lan Dong had already chuckled, "Don't be busy walking." Didn't you say that you were going to school tomorrow? Not to mention, there are a lot of pen, ink, paper, and inkstones for my father, all of which are stored in the small warehouse at the back, and your two brothers are familiar with them, so let them lead you to pick. As long as you look at it, you can take whatever you want. ”

Lan Xi smiled heartily, "Thank you, father." "How can you not be happy when you succeed?

"Don't be too busy rejoicing, for the words of the Father are not finished. Since you said that you want to learn to paint, you can't give up halfway, in the boudoir study, you must follow Mr. Chen's hard work, and the homework assigned by Mr. Chen after class must also be completed carefully, and the father will check it regularly. In addition, this painting has not yet been painted, so you can take it back with you, work hard after school, and bring it five days later. ”

Lan Dong arranged them one by one, and Lan Xi was happy in his heart, nodding meekly.

Lan Dong nodded with satisfaction, brushed his straight jacket, and stood up, "You brothers and sisters should go by themselves!" As a father, there are still some things to deal with. After speaking, he stood up, followed Song Ming, and walked out of the small hall together.

Between the opening and closing of the hall door, Lan Xi saw a figure standing under the porch, and the tooth-colored lilac-colored bijia on her body looked a little familiar, she lowered her eyes, and the dark light in her eyes flashed.