"Lord Shizi!" Tian Qi and Bai Zhi seemed to have met a savior, and their eyes lit up when they saw Yun Feiyang walking in.

"See the prince of King Xu!" Wei Xueman also saluted Yun Feiyang.

Seeing the clouds flying back, the three of them retreated with interest.

"What are you laughing at? So happy! Yun Feiyang smiled slightly, like a warm winter sun, Jian Hui raised her head, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and when she saw Yun Feiyang, she couldn't help but start to laugh.

Yun Feiyang saw that there seemed to be a booklet on the table in front of Jian Hui, and when he got closer, he saw that the booklet was an exercise book when he was learning to draw when he was a teenager.

"Isn't it funny? Ugly painting for a husband? Yun Feiyang raised his eyebrows, he felt that he was very talented, although he had not studied painting for a long time, but his paintings were also praised by the emperor, you must know that the emperor himself is a talent, and his knowledge is no less than that of any imperial examination student, and this writing and painting is not a problem.

Jian Hui shook her head and pointed to the booklet with a smile: "Look at it yourself." ”

Jian Hui accidentally saw this booklet placed in the cabinet, opened it and glanced at it, surprised that although the painting was drawn with a brush, but because the booklet is small, the details in many places are reflected with very fine brushstrokes, so that Jian Hui felt for a while that this painting was drawn with a modern kind of thinner outline pen, so she turned a few more pages, but she didn't expect the first few pages to be fine, and the paintings in the back are more and more like telling stories, with a feeling similar to reading comics.

However, this is much more detailed than the comics, but the number of frames is not that much.

Yun Feiyang sat next to Jian Hui and gently hugged the fragrance into his arms, and then looked at it. It doesn't matter if you look at it, the general can't help but smile a little and blush: "This painting! Hehe...... It's a ...... with a history."

Looking at the old gentleman with a beard and glaring eyes in the booklet, and the two children standing in front of him, one high and one low, and the small cricket cage hidden by the tall boy behind his back, and the mess of ink splashing on the ground and a cracked inkstone.

There is also a low girl crying and crying, the ink on her face is still painted, and there is a small line of words next to this painting: Yun Feiyang pleads guilty to Teacher Tong and Sister Mi! Yun Feiyang told Jian Hui about the origin of this painting with some curtle.

At that time, Yun Feiyang's teacher who learned to paint was the emperor's teacher, Mr. Tong, who was idle because the prince at that time and the current emperor had a lot of courses to learn and a lot of teachers.

Yun Feiyang had a strong interest in painting at that time, and the teacher who taught him to practice literature and martial arts was far inferior to this old Mr. Tong in painting, so Yun Feiyang naturally devoted himself to Mr. Tong's door, Xu Wang Ye is a military general, and the path set for Yun Feiyang is similar to himself, so he feels that Yun Feiyang's martial arts must first be practiced well, and after the martial arts are practiced, you can learn more about the art of war.

Therefore, the teachers who taught him to learn literature were not the contents taught for the students of the imperial examinations in the usual academies, but focused on the art of war, strategy, etc., and there were not many teachers who studied literature, but there were at least three teachers who studied martial arts, all of whom were top masters and had their own strengths.

Soon after Yun Feiyang learned to paint, he achieved a small success, and Mr. Tong was also very satisfied. However, Yun Feiyang had a stubborn temperament when he was young, and after class, he would catch crickets or something to fight with others, that day, in order to catch a "general", he broke the Huimo stone inkstone inkstone pool that the prince gave to Mr. Tong at that time, so angry that Mr. Tong almost didn't mention it in one breath.

And it just so happened that the daughter of a teacher he was studying martial arts at that time was also curious, and followed him to watch him catch crickets, but the ink directly splashed the little girl's face

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