Chapter 194: A Piece of Sadness Can't Be Drawn (2)
praised a "lifelike" rather than "fake and real", because the old work has undergone some subtle changes in Li Xiuming's hands. First of all, the background of flowers that was too complicated was cut, leaving only half a trunk, a few flower branches, and a few petals swirling, and the girl under the flower tree was enlarged in size, just standing in the canvas, still the skirt with the corners of the clothes flying and the slightly inclined plain hands, but the appearance on the face was much more exquisite.
Yin Suwen secretly sighed that his brushwork was so delicate and expressive, and only a few strokes between his eyebrows and eyes turned her when she was young into the current her, not to mention that it was only a half-face with only a silhouette on the side face. The new work deliberately dilutes the background color to highlight the character itself, and this "lifelike" depiction is a little more delicate and charming than the original, and it is easy to make people like it at a glance.
"I just thought that what you should be good at is the splashing of ink in the vertical and horizontal landscapes, but I didn't expect that the delicate and exquisite brushwork is not inferior to the famous painters used by the palace, and the little woman is really willing to bow down."
Yin Suwen made a gesture of admiration, mocked and ridiculed, and praised sincerely. Li Xiuming can't stand the praise, naturally his eyes and nose are arrogant.
"Hmph, this is called real people not showing their faces! I'm a hero who has never met a talent, but you just think I'm a prodigal son, and you always have to underestimate me. ”
It is difficult to draw the heart of the skin and bones, and the painter who is good at painting can draw the complex and delicate crochet flowers at the corners of the clothes, and the thoughtful pen holder can draw the love and hatred in the eyelashes and eyebrows. Li Xiuming just boasted of his talent, and did not say that Zhang Shaoqing back then and now he can write like this, it is always due to love.
That picture of a peach blossom beauty in the past. It was made from Zhang Shaoqing's pen and given to Yin Suwen, which was hidden in her heart for ten years and finally destroyed in a small brazier, and only a handful of black ash was left after the jumping firelight.
Yin Suwen watched expressionlessly as the old painting was engulfed in flames little by little, and even the residue and smoke could not be seen, before turning around and leaving. She didn't know that the imitation that had been copied by Li Xiuming was now in Zhang Shaoqing's hands again.
In the evening, Zhang Shaoqing returned to the mansion with his front feet and quietly followed a slender and disguised little eunuch with his back feet. The little eunuch was Liu's father-in-law's follower, and he was sent by the master to follow carefully all the way, and when Zhang Shaoqing was about to enter the door, he stuffed a scroll wrapped in black cloth in his hand, received the reward and hurriedly ran away.
Everyone in the palace knows that Gonggong Liu is a popular person next to the Empress Dowager of the Dynasty. The mouthpiece that the emperor relied on. didn't know that he was also a thief who ate inside and outside to carry Zhang Shaoqing's shoes. I didn't say hello in advance, I only sent such a scroll, and Gonggong Liu didn't give any more instructions, just said, "Master Zhang will know at a glance." ”
See it at a glance. Indeed it is. Inside the scroll is the picture scroll used in the second trial of the palace to collect beautiful women. The person who is impressively painted on the silk silk is Yin Suwen. It was a proud work of the pen from his hand back then. Even after a second tracing and revision, it is naturally recognized.
The woman on the silk painting is delicate and vivid with a smile and a smile, and only the half-body appearance of the side face still can't hide the surging beauty and emotion. The inscription is a plum blossom small seal "Yin Suxin", delicate and elegant without losing the delicate. In Zhang Shaoqing's view, there are danger signals everywhere.
Yin Su asked! Are you going to force me to humiliate me step by step like this?! ”
The silk silk was torn with his bare hands, and with a hoarse and dry cracking sound, he roared into the void and vented his anger, and for the first time he was burned by an unquenchable rage, smashing everything he could reach.
For former lovers, it's not terrible to be disgusted with each other, it's a big deal that they don't know each other, and even if they hate each other to the extreme, it's enough to shoot together, even in that case, Zhang Shaoqing is fearless and thinks he can deal with it. The only thing that is afraid is that one of these two people is determined to forget about life and death, and the other has some entangled reluctance, just like Yin Suwen and him now.
He complained that Yin Suwen wiped out all the past regardless of it, and after losing the Zhang family's marriage contract, he turned around and changed his face to enter the palace to choose a concubine, and he was even more afraid that Yin Suwen would really participate in the selection of concubines. What she wanted to do, why she did it, how she did it, these questions all bothered him in an instant, and the most terrible thing was that he didn't even know anything about it. If it weren't for this picture scroll in exchange for favors, maybe when the two of them met again, they would really be in the Chaoyuan Hall in front of the Golden Luan Throne.
"I knew it earlier, I knew it earlier!"
After the anger, he leaned on a low collapse with some strength, and the whole person was helpless and sad. He should have known that his primitiveness was long gone, and since a wedding ceremony in Tianshui Square, he had personally cut off the last bit of emotional blood between himself and her. Now Yin Suwen in the Shangyuan Mansion or Yin Suxin no longer belongs to him, and if he is not moved by him, he will no longer love him. It's just that he was used to being strong before, fighting with people and fighting with the sky, and never believed that the destiny of heaven was destined to be violated.
Ruan Qingyu was relieved of the foot confinement, and he didn't see Zhang Shaoqing appear at dinner, and the servants only said that the young master was in a bad mood and didn't need anyone to serve him for food. She didn't worry about it after thinking about it a few times, and after eating and drinking quietly, she drank an extra bowl of fetal medicine before taking a warm soup cup and looking in the direction of the study.
The door of the study was closed, Ruan Qingyu didn't even knock on the door with pretense of intention, and pushed the door directly with a food box in one hand. The study was messy, and she seemed to be blind to it and entered steadily, her eyes drifting over a torn brocade on the ground, and her complexion did not change at all.
"Get out."
"I'm afraid you're hungry, so I'll bring some food."
The two blurted out almost at the same time, Zhang Shaoqing's words were short and plain but had a big temperament, and Ruan Qingyu's words were considerate and caring, but there was no courteous temperature. They are a married couple in the red clothes of Xipa, but they do not have the blessing of raising their eyebrows, one side avoids the other and forbears, and finally they have come to the embarrassing and alienated point today.
If it was in the past, just this sentence would be enough for Ruan Qingyu to silently retreat and be sad for a while, but now that she has her own firm mind, she doesn't care about Zhang Shaoqing's attitude at all.
"I'm afraid you're hungry, so I'll bring some food."
She repeated it again with a calm face, and looked up to meet Zhang Shaoqing's cold eyes. The coldness after removing the anger, like a swimming pit viper spitting out a black poisonous letter, was looking at her coldly. (To be continued......)
PS: She knows that she has never been blessed to be able to raise her eyebrows and stay together until she grows old.