"Then why don't you use pen and ink?" The emperor looked at the things prepared below and asked.

"Back to the emperor, the courtiers have other painting utensils, and this is it." Yan Yiyun took out a wooden stick wrapped in a small cloth bag and presented it, and a eunuch came down to take it and trotted it to the emperor.

"What is this?"

"This is a special pen that the courtiers came up with, and it is used to paint with a different look." Yan Yiyun replied respectfully, in fact, what she was holding in her hand was a simple pencil, but because of the reasons she thought of on the spot, the time was too rushed, and she could only make such a rough prototype.

"Come up with it yourself, you can draw a picture backwards and see it." As soon as the emperor Chrysostom opened, Yan Yiyun was possessed, unfolded the rice paper, and put the pencil diagonally on the paper, she once learned to sketch, and went to tourist attractions to set up stalls to paint portraits of others in order to make money, although the others did not dare to say, but the technique was really fast.

Song Junyao and Su Bingli glanced at each other, as if they sensed that something was wrong, it was obviously a trap arranged by them, but even if she guessed their purpose, she had no power to fight back, after all, with Su Bingli as proof, this second girl of the Su family really didn't know anything, but now why did she suddenly change the direction of the wind, where did her confident appearance come from!

The others didn't care about their thoughts, just focused on Yan Yiyun's fast-shaking right hand, and all around them was quiet and could only hear the rustle of her pen and paper rubbing.

Whether it is the brushwork or the action is completely different from the brush Chinese painting, this is not only fresh, but more surprising, is this woman really the second girl of the Su family who can only fight and kill in the rumors? There is a sword dance in front of the heroic posture, and the existing paintings are also unique.

Yan Yiyun concentrated on the drawings she had thought of below and gradually displayed them on the rice paper, but because the rice paper was softer and incomparable with modern white paper, the effect was always a little worse, and she had finished it in less than a cup of tea.

After looking left and right, he made up a few more strokes before replying: "Your Majesty." The paintings of the courtiers have been completed, please ask the emperor to take a look. ”

The eunuch carefully held the rice paper handed over by Yan Yiyun and presented it to the emperor, although Yan Yiyun had some confidence in his sketches, but he didn't know if this kind of thing could be accepted by this era. After all, this method came from Europe, and perhaps people here cannot approve of it.

The calm mood she had just now disappeared again, and she looked at the emperor looking at her paintings with a puzzled expression, and her heart began to feel uneasy again.

"It's just black and white, albeit monotonous. But it's more real, as if it's right in front of you, and it doesn't seem to be touchable, it's really different! After waiting for a long time, the emperor made a faint comment, there was no expected praise or unacceptable disdain, but this kind of emotion made Yan Yiyun even more uneasy, and he couldn't figure out his thoughts.

The emperor waved his hand and asked the eunuch to display the painting for everyone to see from top to bottom. The rice paper is a little yellowish, but it does not prevent the flowers that are almost blooming on it, and the layers of petals are stacked on top of each other, and even the veins in them seem to be clear. Yan Yiyun listened carefully to the endless comments in his ears, some said that the brushwork was delicate, and some said that the carving insect skills were small.

"This is just a flower, no matter how delicate it is, it is a little less imposing than the mountains and rivers." After arguing, someone finally spoke aloud. "According to the minister, it is still Miss Song's mountains and rivers that are better."

The voice came out. The opposition around suddenly subsided, and the people who were originally optimistic about Yan Yiyun's sketch were also silent, only Han Changxi still supported it, and Yan Yiyun's ears were outstanding. Listen to all these voices, and sneer in my heart.

"The courtiers are stupid, but the day before yesterday when I happened to read the Buddhist scriptures, I found an allusion, in the past, the Buddha pulled flowers, but the Buddha smiled.

The Buddha said: One flower is one world, one grass is one paradise. A leaf is the same, a sand is blissful, a pure land on one side, a smile on the edge of the dust, a thought on a quiet. It's all a state of mind. If there is nothing in the heart, there can be a world of flowers, a paradise of grass. Knowing this, a flower and a grass are the whole world, and the whole world is as empty as flowers and plants.

We and other laypeople do not dare to compare with the Buddha, so they only came up with a flower, today I want to worship the saint, the saint is the Son of Heaven, naturally has seen the courtier's carving insect skills, so I dare to sacrifice ugliness in front of the palace! ”

"Good! What a flower and a world! You can say that again! The emperor stroked his palms and laughed when he heard this, "Ziyu really got a different lady!" No wonder he has even reined in his original temperament! Put the painting away, I really have to take a good look at it, so that I can be worthy of your thoughts! ”

"Courtier, thank you, Lord Longen!" Yan Yiyun was really relieved, she was also bored with Qi Ziyu when she was recuperating from her injuries before, and found that there were many Buddhist scriptures, and only after asking did she know that today's saints believe in Buddhism, and then saw the allusions she had heard in modern times, she didn't pay attention at the time, and just made this painting on a whim.

With the emperor opening his mouth, others naturally didn't dare to make more comments, even the person who just raised his voice and wanted to suppress her for Song Junyao disappeared, no matter what the purpose, his move to curry favor with the Song family was not successful, but it might also cause dissatisfaction with the saints, and the Buddhist scriptures are not as good as a woman who has no knowledge, and he is afraid that this official will come to an end.

When Yan Yiyun stepped down, her expression was still so light and light, but she glanced at the position where Song Junyao and the others were seated, full of irony, and smiled secretly in her heart, and then she was glad that her statement was recognized by the emperor, so it also means that the purpose of her being invited today has been skipped.

"Okay, you're a Luojin, why didn't even I deceive you, and said that you don't have any skills that you can handle, this is amazing! I'm worried in vain! Han Changxi didn't wait for Yan Yiyun to sit down and pulled her to say hurriedly, although she complained, her expression was more excited than her.

"I didn't expect such a result, I just gambled once, but I didn't expect to be lucky, and it happened to be appreciated by the saint!" Yan Yiyun sat down and poured tea by himself.

"That's the pleasure, let her save her mind to hurt you! Win her with what she is best at, if I want to say it should have been done a long time ago! Han Changxi complained in a low voice, and then looked up at the situation over there, "But I can't get used to seeing her like this, if you really like it, let go and chase it, I didn't dare to make a move back then, and now I am jealous and unforgettable who to show the old love!" ”

"Why do you look angrier than me, she's not targeting you!" Yan Yiyun smiled and joked, the corner of his eyes swept to a figure, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, he looked at it again, groped the corner of Han Changxi's clothes with one hand and said, "Who is that person?" (To be continued.) )