After taking this job, the days are even busier.

Han Zhou is also thinking that she is eating well and her life is guaranteed, so she doesn't need to add any more pressure. But why take on this job? After thinking about it, she understood herself. She always needs to do something new. I used to draw on rice paper, now I paint on pottery, what it feels like on the wall, I don't know. If you don't know, try it!

What's more, she is a little curious about a royal person like Fusu, and he is handsome, not annoying, and highly educated, so he can still have some contacts.

However, as soon as she moved her pen, she realized that it was too difficult to draw on the wall.

If it is on rice paper, if you go down with one stroke, the ink will seep into the rice paper, but the wall is upright, and if you go down with one stroke, the ink will flow down the wall, and even the best composition will have to be destroyed.

The ink is still too thin, and you have to control the speed at which it flows.

After thinking about it, I remembered gelatin.

Nowadays, it is very easy to use gelatin, and the paintings on those plates are all mineral pigments mixed with gelatin. If the gelatin is mixed into the ground ink, and then mixed with different amounts of water, there should be different shades of color, and the flow speed of the ink is also controlled.

Just do it, find a small bowl to try, sure enough, it is not tossed in vain, and the problem of flowing is basically solved. It would be better to pay attention to the saturation of the pen when you put down the pen.

After drawing for a while, I found that the pen was not very handy, and it seemed that the brush was more appropriate to draw on the wall. So use scissors to cut off the tip of the brush. I tried it a few times with the technique of oil painting, and I was much more proficient.

After a while, I found a problem, the birch forest has to be painted in winter to make people feel lonely and bleak, so how to express the snow? In the past, when I looked at art exhibitions, I saw that some people left blank space, and some people finished painting and applied a layer of white on the back of the painting to express the texture of snow. Now how does she represent the snow in the forest? Blank space is something she is not good at, she doesn't do subtraction, she only uses addition.

The walls themselves are white, but what about the snow? It has to be different from the white wall outside the picture, right?

She remembered mica. Ever since the last time she mixed mica in clay, she'd discovered the magic of this kind of thing. If mica is mixed in the white soil of the wall, won't the texture of the snow stack and the crystal visual effect be expressed?

Okay, let's try again, and after two days of trying, I can see the snow on the birch tree.

However, she found a problem again. The black lines painted on the white wall make people feel too cold and too monotonous, how to express the hazy sky?

Because the mineral containing cobalt has not been found in the pharmacy, she has not used the blue. Where do you find this color now?

God really helped, when she went to the big kitchen to deliver leeks, she found Feng's mother cooking clothes. The paint in that cauldron was blue. Only then did she realize that she had entered a misunderstanding, and she only knew how to find minerals but not plants. That's indigo, which people have used for thousands of years.

With indigo, she is able to express "the white snow drifting in the quiet village, the doves flying under the hazy sky......"

When Fusu went to her again, she said, okay, we can get started.

Today's Xiaohan is exceptionally beautiful. She wore white trousers, but the outer robe on her upper body was not the usual diagonal placket, but a long placket with a straight placket over the inner short coat, and there was no decoration on the long ridge except for a row of rose-shaped balls carved in red lacquer. The sleeves are thin, and the lines of the beautiful limbs can be faintly seen, and a red lacquered bracelet is worn on the wrist. I didn't know where to find a pair of light light straw sandals, although they are straw sandals, they are different from the ordinary ones seen on the street, and I feel that this ordinary thing is delicate and delicate.

Mayday girl is so beautiful!

Fu Su stared at it with good eyes, Ding Xiaoman smiled beside her, she knew that their clothes were the most beautiful, and it was worth working in this store for this dress. Walking down the street, everyone is chasing after you!

"Childe, to go or not to go?" Han Zhou reminded him a little shyly and angrily.

"Oh." Fusu knew that he had lost his temper. He quickly said to the other two girls, "Your clothes are so beautiful." ”

Han Zhou ignored him, packed up his painting tools, walked straight out, and turned over on his horse.

The attendant Mumu peeked sympathetically, lowered his head sideways and waited for the eldest prince to come out, and then hurriedly followed.

"It won't be finished in a day, it will take days." Han Zhou said while setting up the utensils.

"Okay, for as long as you want." Fusu said. He wished he had more time.

"Get some cold boiled water, I'm going to melt the gelatin, and I'll take a few useless plates or saucers, and a bowl for washing pens."

Fusu signaled, and Mu Mu hurried to prepare. He can see it clearly, the eldest prince is not touched yet, and he doesn't know when it will stop.

Everything was ready, Han Zhou looked at his clothes, his white clothes were stained with ink, and it was an uncomfortable thing. Fusu also saw it, and he asked tentatively, "Do you want to take it off?" ”

Mu Mu's spirit was lifted, the eldest prince's steps were too big, right?

Fusu also knew that this was inappropriate, but Hanzhou asked calmly: "Do you have old clothes that you don't wear, I'll change them." Come back tomorrow and I'll be ready. ”

Fusu hurriedly said, "Mine, is it okay?" ”

Han Zhou was stunned, thought about it and said, "It's okay too." ”

As he spoke, he took off the long kan he was wearing outside, and waited for Fusu to bring his clothes.

But when she took it off, she realized why Mu Mu hid out, although she was dressed very tightly inside, but in their opinion, it was still a woman undressing. Han Zhou still didn't remember all these details. But if you take it off, you can only pretend that nothing happened, and at this moment, a little twisting will cause people to reverie.

Fusu took out his own clothes, old, but also of good texture and gorgeous patterns. Han Zhou took it generously, tried it on, and smiled bitterly in annoyance, this is about to land. Fusu didn't know what to do, he said, "Why don't you cut it off?" Han Zhou shook his head, took off his clothes, put them on the other side, smoked some underneath, tied a belt around his waist, and wore it as an apron in the kitchen.

Her weird appearance made Fusu very happy, and she felt that the clothes wrapped around her little body, as if she was holding her in her arms. He pulled a roll of bamboo slips from the shelf, he had to make himself do something, and if he looked at it so stupidly, he had to make a fool of himself like he had done in the morning.

However, he couldn't help but want to see Xiao Han work.

She lined up several small bowls, and the symbols were written on the outside of the small bowls, and then began to prepare the paint, and he looked at it for a while, and saw that it should be different degrees of black.

Xiao Han picked a pen, soaked some ink, tried it on the board, and then looked up at the wall. She bit her lip, apparently making up her mind. The room was too quiet, and Fusu could hear Xiao Hanchang sigh, and then decisively put down his pen. But the pen was not drawn from the corner, as he thought, but at a third of the wall.

Serious woman so moving.

He could see that her hair was a little messy, but she didn't think it was, and all she had in her eyes was the dishes and the walls.

After a while, Mu Mu poked his head out of the window and held the tray, meaning whether he wanted to drink tea. The atmosphere was so quiet that even the people outside the house did not dare to speak.

Fusu coughed lightly: "Do you want to rest and drink some tea?" ”

Han Zhou stopped his pen and looked at him, why is this person still there?

"If Childe has business, please take care of yourself. If there's anything, I'll call Mu Mu for help. ”

Fusu shook his head helplessly, so he had to say: "The matter of painting at home is also very important, and I also want to watch it." ”

"Oh, okay then." She put down the pen and walked outside the house, Mu Mu brought the tea over, Han Zhou took it, and while drinking tea, she looked into the house from the window, took a few steps back, approached again, went back and forth a few times, and counted back and forth in her heart.

"Isn't it time for us to eat?" Through the window, Fusu asked.

Hanzhou looked at the sky, it was time to eat.

She untied the belt around her waist and wanted to take off the makeshift overalls, but she remembered that she couldn't take off her clothes in front of a man, so she stopped what she was doing again.

"That's all for today. I'll come over tomorrow, and if Childe has something, I'll do it. It's good to keep someone at home. ”

Fusu was stunned, he originally wanted to leave Xiaohan to eat here, but he didn't expect the conversation to be snatched by her first. How could he have let her go so early?

"It's not too early for the girl to get home, so if she cooks again, won't she faint on the stove?"

Hanzhou is embarrassed, it seems that many people remember her problem!

"Stay for a light meal and try my hand at the cook's handiwork. And I have something to tell the girl! ”

After saying this, he said to Mu Muyi, let him see the opportunity to act.

Hanzhou thinks about it, it makes sense, just eat it, this is a meal with the prince, there are not many opportunities!

They went in. Mu Mu was left depressed.

This morning, he had a good meal, and the eldest prince said, just waiting for Miss Xiaohan to come. It is said that Miss Xiaohan has good cooking skills, and I think that the son wants Xiaohan to cook for him, but why did it end up like this? Is this distressing that Xiaohan girl is too tired to paint? Or is it not good to make a request for coquettishness?

Huh, thinking of Gongzi's coquettishness, Mu Mu couldn't help but get goosebumps.

If you want to think about it, you have to do it. Anyway, it's always right to drink porridge in the evening. The water is boiling, the rice is in the pot, what to do with the rest of the pile? Although I have seen a lot of good things with Childe over the years, how can I make them delicious?

No matter what, deal with the past first.

It's always okay to go out on horseback and buy a roast rabbit at this time. Let's talk about the rest!

After a while, the meal was served. If you are in the study, eat in the study.

A pot of rice porridge is well cooked, the rice grains are crystal full, and it is good rice at a glance. The color of the roast rabbit is good, but the cut is a little unparticular. There is also a plate of small pickles, a few boiled eggs, and two baked cakes.

Fusu saw that except for the porridge, the rest were bought on the street. I couldn't help but feel a little annoyed in my heart. Originally, he wanted Xiao Han to make him food, but when it came to the meal, he couldn't say it. There is still no time between them, and I don't know how Li You, that martial artist, did it?

"This rabbit meat is still well done, just taste it." Fusu said.

"Rabbit meat?" Han Zhou looked at it, but picked up an egg and peeled it little by little.

"Doesn't the girl eat rabbit meat?" Fusu asked diligently.

"It's also edible." Han Zhou said with a smile.

Listen, if you say it so reluctantly, you definitely don't like to eat. Fusu couldn't help but want to put down his chopsticks, today's date was too unsuccessful.

"Childe, I'll eat later. I just saw this rabbit meat and remembered something. Han Zhou was empathetic and reassured.

"Oh, what's in mind?" Fusu was curious.

"I think back to when I first arrived in Shuangliu Town. At that time, the person who saved me was called Da Zao, and later I called him Brother Da Zao. I was injured, and people said I wanted to make up for it, so he bought a roast or smoked rabbit for me to eat, but I didn't eat it at the time, and he was disappointed. You don't know, he's poor. Cook only one egg, but just feed me. Speaking of this, Han Zhou paused, didn't say any more, just lowered his head and continued to peel the eggs.

Fusu didn't know what to say. Even though he was not poor, he knew the weight of this rabbit and an egg. It is true that many people do not eat eggs often.

That jujube must love her very much!

He changed the subject: "Why don't you eat rabbit meat?" ”

Han Zhou smiled, a little embarrassed: "It's ridiculous to say, others will say that I can think cranky." When I was a child, my relatives hunted a few rabbits and sent one to my house, and my mother soaked it in a basin to soak out the dead blood inside. A rabbit without a skin resembles a child. I don't eat it since then, and of course I can understand that my family eats it. ”

"Oh." Fusu understood, with Xiaohan's kind temperament, looking like a child-like rabbit, he really couldn't eat it.

"Then I won't eat it either, so you don't have to think about it." He smiled and took the plate aside.

Han Zhou shook his head and brought it over again, she was not so hypocritical, she didn't eat it herself and didn't let others eat it. But Fusu was so considerate and still made her feel good.

"I only said to eat for a while, but I didn't stop eating. The food should be eaten carefully to be healthy. I used to be too picky eaters to faint at every turn. ”

Fusu smiled helplessly, knowing that it was difficult to follow reason in such a thing as eating, if he didn't like it, he didn't like it, and it was not interesting to go down reluctantly. She said this only for his sake.

"Actually, I regretted it when I left Shuangliu Town, I shouldn't have stopped eating that rabbit meat in the first place, so that Brother Zao was so disappointed. At that time, I had just left home, and I still had oil and water in my stomach, so I was very willful. After a while, I was crazy about eating meat, but Brother Zao knew that I didn't eat rabbit meat, so he didn't buy it anymore, hehe......"

She was lost in her memories again. Li You said that her family background is very good, it seems to be true, and she can be picky about food.

"Can't you remember your home?" Fusu asked with concern.

Han Zhou shook his head, but smiled: "Of course I remember it, and I haven't forgotten any of my important family members." But if you forget the way home, you can't go back. ”

"I'll help you find it, and I'll help you find it. What are the characteristics of your hometown? ”

Han Zhou looked at Fusu's eager eyes, knowing that he really wanted to help him, he was a prince, of course he had this confidence. However, the emperor can't do her business, only God can't do it. But God put her here and left her alone.

She lowered her head and drank porridge, not wanting to speak. It doesn't make sense.

Her silence dimmed Fusu's eager eyes, thinking about it, she has been looking for it for so long, I'm afraid that she really can't find it, and it's useless to say it.

The prince also has things that he can't do, which makes him a little powerless.

In the next few days, after taking care of the things in the store, Hanzhou came to Fusu's study to paint.

In Fusu's opinion, it may be because the environment is familiar, Xiaohan's spirit is relaxed, and she will sing and paint at the same time. Every day is this lingering melancholy melody, repeating this regrettable story every day.

At night, Fusu woke up, and his mind was full of lingering sounds. But, he liked it very much. This feeling freshens him.

……

Don't worry about me, sweetheart

Waiting for me to come back in that birch forest

The sky was still overcast, and there were still pigeons flying

Who will prove those love and life without tombstones

The snow was still falling, and the village was still peaceful

Young people disappear in the birch forest

……

Fusu thought that he was almost thirty years old, married more than one woman, and had children, but no woman had ever had a spiritual dialogue with him, and he had never thought of having a spiritual dialogue with them. But Xiao Han is different, she has a crystal heart and a weed-like spirit, which makes him want to talk to her constantly. Even if he didn't understand everything she said sometimes, that didn't stop him from appreciating and loving her. Her compassion for the world is true compassion, her love for life is true love, she is worthy of his hard pursuit, and she is worthy of his good treatment.

Towards the end of the mural, their relationship is closer, less polite, more understanding, like friends. Hanzhou sometimes called him Fusu, and when he stuck out his tongue after calling, he knew that he had lost his words. Fusu was happy that she was finally close to him.

"When my mother gave birth to me, the grass and trees in the yard grew very vigorously, so my father named me Fusu."

"They have a good expectation of you, you are the eldest son, and your upbringing is very important to this country."

"Well, my father has that expectation. He used to let me go into the palace and teach me how to look at people and how to do things. ”

"Are you afraid of him? He was the emperor. ”

"Afraid, but also loving and worshipping. Thinking about the deeds he has built, I often feel that I can't do it, and in front of him, I feel inferior. ”

"You don't need to think like that, every generation has a mission for each generation. He can open up territory, you can make the people peaceful and prosperous, none is more important, it's just a different task. I pay more attention to the latter than the former. Because the former is almost enough as long as the force is strong enough, while the latter is not only strong enough to protect its own people, but also has the wisdom to develop production and relieve internal troubles. So your task is not light at all, and you can also do it well. ”

"I also think there are some things I can try."

"Of course. This is your country, and it is your responsibility to take good care of the land and its subjects. ”

"Xiao Han, I'm afraid that if I do too much, my father will have some opinions. Also, the younger brothers ......"

"You are the eldest son, if you don't do it, your father will have an opinion, but before you do it, you have to talk to him about your ideas, let him know that you respect him very much, and after you do it, tell him your achievements and problems, and let him help you make a decision. As for the younger brothers, if they are eating and waiting for death, let him eat and wait for death, if they want to make a difference, they must distinguish how he wants to make a difference, in short, prevention is still necessary. There's no way, a family like yours is different from a small family like ours, so family affection comes second. ”

"You seem to be pessimistic, don't you have a loving heart for all animals?"

That's because small animals are harmless to people, but people are different, when people want to harm others, they will take the kindness of others as cowardice, and to be kind to such people is to be irresponsible to most people. I think that as long as it is for the protection of the land and the subjects, everything you are doing is right. ”

"Well, that's what I thought, too. I'm afraid that I will be ruthless at that time. ”

"Think about someone putting a knife on their neck, and there's no time to be ruthless."

……