With the help of Wang Gui and Yang Hong, Yang Yansi settled down in the small building.

The decoration of the small building is very simple, with carved portals, stepping beds, moon-shaped bookshelves, Luohan couches, sandalwood tables and chairs.

The moon-shaped bookshelf is full of the thoughts of the princes, the art of war, and the strategy; There are pen, ink, paper and inkstones on the desk, and all the products are complete.

Yang Yansi didn't expect that Yang Yezu's ancestors were all born in the army for three generations, but he attached great importance to the cultural education of his children.

The furnishings and items in the room are all prepared according to the needs of the literati, and there is no roughness of the military general's family at all, but a little bit of scholarly charm.

Early in the morning, the lazy girl Ah Qi unexpectedly got up early in the morning and pushed open the window in front of the desk to ventilate.

The clean water and dry towels for washing were also ready, and Yang Yansi shook to get up.

Yang Yansi is not disgusted by the way the ancients brush their teeth, but likes it very much.

The young willow branches are dipped in green salt, and the astringency of the willow branches is accompanied by the salty taste of green salt, which is very interesting. He hated the feeling of toothpaste making a mouthful of foam.

After a simple wash, he frowned and ate the breakfast made by Ah Qi.

"Ah Qi, the food you cooked is too unpalatable."

"Is it unpalatable?" Ah Qi tilted his head and blinked his eyes, tasted the breakfast he had made, and vomited.

"It's a little unpalatable."

"Shichiro! Shichiro! ”

Just when the master and servant had a headache for the unpalatable breakfast, there was a shout from the small downstairs.

Pushing open the window, I saw the eldest son of Wang Gui's family, carrying a lunch box and smiling happily downstairs.

Wang Jin carried the lunch box up the small building and raised the lunch box in his hand, "My father instructed me to bring you breakfast." ”

Yang Yansi took the lunch box in Wang Jin's hand, opened it and saw that the white steamed buns, pickled vegetables, and egg custard were very simple, but the nutrition was very rich.

"Thank you Uncle Wang for me."

Wang Jin smiled stupidly, "Qilang, you're welcome. My dad said that we are all family. The family does not speak two words. My father knows that you didn't bring a husband when you came, and Ah Qi is not a person who can cook. Therefore, I will bring you food every day for you and Ah Qi to eat. ”

thanked Wang Jin and sent Wang Jin out of the door.

Back in the house, Ah Qi sat at the dining table obediently.

Yang Yansi glanced at it and shook his head secretly and smiled.

I can't steal it, I'm such a stupid girl.

A bowl of egg custard with white flowers, with an extra spoon mark on it, the evidence is too obvious.

Yang Yansi pretended not to find out, tasted the pickles, and it tasted good.

After eating some briefly, he sent Ah Qi to clean up the dishes and chopsticks. Yang Yansi sat alone at the desk in a daze.

He was waiting, waiting for the eunuch who would deliver fresh melons and fruits.

Looking around, Yang Yansi suddenly noticed that there was also an annex to the west of his yard, and the decoration in the courtyard was very luxurious, with small bridges and flowing water, pavilions and pavilions, and gold paint around the beams and columns.

In the garden of the annex, there is a pear wood desk, a piece of rice paper is spread on the table, and an old man is carrying a pen and splashing ink.

The painting on rice paper has a somewhat realistic feeling, but it uses the technique of ink painting. It feels like it's nondescript to draw.

Yang Yansi had a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder, looking at the old man's clumsy skills, he felt very uncomfortable in his heart, and frowned frequently.

"Young man, the old man paints, but you frown frequently. Dislike the old man's bad drawing? ”

Separated by a wall, Yang Yansi was in a conspicuous place on the second floor, and the old man in the courtyard had already noticed Yang Yansi, and when he saw Yang Yansi staring at his painting with a look of disgust, a trace of anger rose in his heart.

Across the courtyard wall, the old man's voice was like a bell, and it reached Yang Yansi's ears.

Hearing the old man's question, Yang Yansi nodded sincerely, "It's really not good." And it's very clumsy, it feels like an unkempt child painting. ”

The old man was accustomed to being complimented in the day, and suddenly heard the contrary advice, and he couldn't accept it in his heart.

"Vertical words! The old man's painting skills are like unkempt children, and your painting skills are probably not as good as unkempt children. ”

The corners of Yang Yansi's mouth rose, and he smiled calmly: "Although it is not as good as an unkempt child, it is a cut above you." I'm guessing you're drawing portraits, trying to be realistic, but you can't draw them at all. The vertical man is not talented, but he can draw a painting that is a step higher than you. ”

"One Teach Superior!" The old man blew his beard and glared.

Yang Yansi was not pretentious, got off the small building, set up a ladder, and climbed over the wall.

He jumped off the wall and bumped into the servants in the courtyard who had hurried to serve the old man.

"Bold fanatics, in broad daylight, climb over the wall and enter the house, begging for ...... Come! Protect the Lord. ”

The old man frowned, raised his hand to stop the old housekeeper from showing his loyalty, "What are you shouting about, the person was invited by the old man." Go down, all of you. ”

The guards who rushed in hurriedly retreated under the old man's reprimand.

The faithful old butler followed the old man closely.

Yang Yansi walked to the old man's side, and under the old man's fire-breathing gaze, he looked at the old man's paintings, and shook his head frequently.

"The old man invited you over to compete with you, not to look at your disgusted eyes."

The old man's tone was not good, and the loyal old butler stared at Yang Yansi like a vicious dog, and as soon as the master spoke, he pounced on and bit the guy who made the master angry.

"Let's get the question out!"

Yang Yansi said indifferently.

The old man looked around the courtyard for a while, and finally set his eyes on the old butler, and stretched out his hand to point, "Let's take him as the subject." ”

"Good!" Yang Yansi readily agreed, picked up the brush, and sketched a few strokes on the rice paper.

The old man leaned over to take a look, and a stick figure version of a cute old dog appeared on the paper.

The old butler also glanced at it, his eyes breathing fire, "You dare to humiliate our family?" ”

The old butler was angry, and his voice became a little sharp.

Yang Yansi leaned in front of the old man, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Look, he is angry, is it very similar to the appearance in the painting?" ”

The old man looked at it carefully, and it was really a little similar. Just as he was about to nod, he saw the old servant who had served him for more than ten years looking at him with a resentful expression.

"Ahem...... the old man coughed dryly, "Boy, Anan has been with me for more than ten years." The old man will not allow you to humiliate him. ”

Yang Yansi smiled brightly, "Just kidding, you don't have to be so serious." Let's see me draw again. ”

Yang Yansi put down the pen again, and after a while, the stick figure version of the old butler appeared on the paper.

"A few strokes, but it outlines a person's demeanor......" The old man stared at the painting on the rice paper, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Yang Yansi dropped the last stroke, threw down the brush, and reminisced. In the past, he relied on this hand to catch up with his girlfriend.

"Although this painting technique is concise, it can accurately outline a person's body fat and thin, facial characteristics, and even a person's characteristics."

The old man pondered Yang Yansi's paintings, stroking Bai Huahua's beard, "It seems simple, but there is some Taoism in it." It's just that this kind of painting may not be elegant. ”

Yang Yansi agreed with the old man's statement, although the stick figures are simple and clear, and the characters and animals depicted are very imaginary, but it is difficult to take out their hands to give gifts or put them in the hall for people to see.

"Not bad! Therefore, there is another painting technique that can be used to reach the hall of elegance. ”

"What is it?" The old man asked.

Yang Yansi gave the old man a bright smile.

"I won't tell you!"

"Forehead ......"