"Your Excellency, please take a closer look at your painting and compare it with the scenery in front of you, what is the difference?" Luo Zhaoyun's art ideas are derived from the accumulation of thousands of years of painting theories from ancient times to the present, and he has at least 1,500 years of vision than the people of the Sui Dynasty. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After all, all kinds of cultures in later generations have been continuously evolved, developed, and summarized through the Sui, Tang, Song and Ming dynasties.

The woman who painted looked up and fell into a kind of contemplation, although she still hadn't thought it through, but it seemed that there was something different.

"Looking at the mountain and painting the mountain is not painting, painting the mountain is not like the mountain, just copying the appearance, but the dynamic changes are thousands, things are always in motion, only by grasping the essence, can we get rid of the constraints and limitations of the appearance of external objects......"

"What Xiao Langjun said is quite reasonable, and he seems to have some experience in the downfall, but the perception is still not enough, I don't know if I can demonstrate it in person and solve a certain puzzle?"

Luo Zhaoyun smiled slightly, if he was asked to paint stroke by stroke, then he really couldn't compare to this talented woman, but on top of her superb painting skills, adding or subtracting a few strokes and putting the finishing touch, he could barely do it.

He stepped forward, took the fine brush in the woman's hand, groaned for a while, and drew two more beside the river willows she had drawn, but these few did not seem to be the willows in front, the willow branches were flying, jumping on the paper, and the boats in the river also erected sails, and the servants who carried the goods were also slightly flying, and the image was suddenly richer......

The whole picture is as if a breeze is blowing, and the scenery on the painting is infected, and it suddenly becomes vivid, as if it is moving.

In a moment, a painting that was originally calm seemed to have a soul, not a cold work, but a vivid portrayal of life along the river.

The woman who painted had been observing, and when she saw a few strokes from the other party, she changed the dynamics of one place and made it more vivid.

At this time, she really admired this young man.

Luo Zhaoyun held the pen, smiled faintly, turned to the painter dressed as a man and said humbly: "It's clumsy." ”

The woman sighed softly, just from the fact that he could fill in the painting of himself a few times, it could raise it to a great level, as if a stone was turned into gold, this wonderful painting technique, and that remark, was indeed admirable.

She looked at Luo Zhaoyun carefully, and looked at him as if he was not very old, although he was tall, had a manly spirit, and his eyes were deep and wise, but his face was still not completely free from childishness, and he seemed to be only fifteen or sixteen, one or two years younger than her.

The woman's intuition told her that this teenager was younger than her!

Why haven't you heard of it before? A teenager with such painting skills should have long been known in Chang'an City, like the talented Yu Shinan, Xue Daoheng, Kong Yingda, Yan Shigu and others, which one is not famous in the capital and famous, but this young man has never seen it.

At this time, Luo Zhaoyun was quite satisfied, the combination of the two, this is a very good picture, if you come to paint yourself, it is estimated that it is far away, and I secretly admire this woman's exquisite painting and talent in my heart, and said with a smile: "The willow branches are out of the west and the leaves are to the east, this is not the style of painting willows." The wind is difficult to put on paper, and it is cleverly described by willow branches, and sometimes, tangible things are often expressed with the help of intangible internal phases......"

"The wind is difficult to get on the paper without quality, and it is cleverly described by willow branches!" The painting woman was shallowly chanting, her eyes flickering, looking at the picture from time to time, and looking at his face from time to time, the shock in her heart was still great, at least this remark, I had never heard of it.

"I don't know what your name is, can you tell me?"

"My surname is Luo, the word Zhaoyun, what about you?" Luo Zhaoyun asked casually, thinking to see if she truthfully admitted her daughter's identity.

"I ......" The painting woman hesitated, bit her lip, and then replied: "My surname is Xiao, the boudoir character, Yiyi!" ”

Luo Zhaoyun's heart moved, Xiao Yiyi, so familiar!

Xiao Yiyi was originally worried that after reporting his name, there would be a scene of compliments from the young man, which would ruin the atmosphere here, and at the same time made up his mind that if the other party took the opportunity to say something admiring, then he would leave with his sleeves up, so as not to destroy the impression of this person in his heart just now.

Who knows, Luo Zhaoyun just frowned, but he didn't react, as if he didn't know her, let alone heard of her reputation.

"Luo Gongzi, it seems that he is not a native of the capital, and he just came to Chang'an?" Xiao Yiyi asked curiously.

She has already called each other Gongzi, in this era, the word Gongzi is not common, and the general princely and aristocratic Xiao Langjun has some status grades, and when they meet, they will call each other Gongzi, or be called Gongzi by others.

Now Xiao Yiyi saw that he was heroic and upright, with extraordinary appearance, polite manners, and full of poetry and books, so he raised his head and called him a son.

"I left Chang'an City when I was young, and I only returned to Beijing from the border a few days ago!"

Xiao Yiyi secretly said that this is indeed the case, no wonder she seems to have never heard of her reputation, so she gets along more harmoniously and casually.

Luo Zhaoyun ...... Luo Zhaoyun ...... "She thought softly in her heart, and suddenly she was startled, thinking of who this person was.

Youzhou Luo Cheng, the word Zhaoyun, wrote two side poems, which can be called a hand-me-down, and recently it seems to have spread in the upper echelons of the nobles, poetry clubs, and Qinglou.

It turned out to be him!

I didn't expect that I would come out this morning to relax and paint casually, but I happened to meet this strange boy, which was really interesting.

At this time, the sky was cloudy and the morning light was obscured, and it looked as if it was going to rain.

"Young Master Luo, why don't you go to the painting boat to talk about it, the concubine still has some clumsy works, please give the son advice, as a reward, the concubine will play the piano alone for the son, how about it?"

Luo Zhaoyun was already idle, and he was also very interested in this talented woman dressed as a man, and when he heard the invitation, he smiled faintly and said, "Then it's disrespectful." ”

"Xiuying, go and call the painting boat."

"Yes, little lady!" When the little guy saw that his master had admitted his identity and name, he stopped covering up and turned to the embankment in front of him to call his own painting boat.

"Luo Gongzi has returned from the front line of Yumen Pass?"

"Oh, how did this Miss Xiao guess?"

Xiao Yiyi was more determined in her heart, smiling like a flower, even if she was wearing men's clothes, she still couldn't hide the posture of the city, and said with a smile: "Luo Gongzi may not know, although you have just entered the capital for a few days, but your reputation is already outside, many high-ranking officials and nobles are rich and talented, most of them know you, especially the two sentences of 'Huangsha wears gold armor in a hundred battles' and 'Rather be a centurion, than a scholar', have awakened many people. ”

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