"No... Not finished? ”

Zhao Ji asked Wu Zhi, and then thought about the sketches he had seen before, the lifelike chrysanthemum in front of him seemed to be missing something, but he couldn't remember what was missing.

Wu Zhi nodded, and said quite pretendedly: "I haven't finished painting yet, and now I'm only half-painted like this." ”

"How do you draw that?" Zhao Ji said hurriedly.

"Your Majesty, don't be impatient, the next step is very important, and let me explain it to you." Wu Zhi said leisurely.

"Aiqing, please talk about ......"

The so-called skills are not pressing, after Wu Zhi revealed this hand, the title of the emperor's future father-in-law has changed, Aiqing ......

"The next step is to color the light and shade." Wu Zhidao.

"Light and shadow? Chromatically? Zhao Ji was stunned by Wu Zhi again, "But Aiqing is holding a pencil, only gray, how can you say that it is colored?" ”

Wu Zhi didn't answer Zhao Ji in a hurry, but pointed to the chrysanthemum in the garden, and asked rhetorically: "Your Majesty, please see, how many colors are there on that chrysanthemum?" ”

As soon as Wu Zhi asked, Li Yan and other eunuchs and palace maids behind him all stood on tiptoe to look at the chrysanthemum, and after reading it, they couldn't help but glance at Wu Zhi with contempt, and said in their hearts: "Is it possible that this martial arts official can only draw, but can't distinguish colors?" The chrysanthemum is obviously yellow, why does he have to ask? ”

Zhao Ji was also stunned at first, but after all, he was a famous artist of ink and blue, and he naturally didn't see things as superficially as eunuchs and palace maids, and he didn't believe that Wu Zhi would ask such superficial questions.

After observing the chrysanthemum for a moment, Zhao Ji's eyes suddenly lit up, and he replied to Wu Zhi: "There should be two colors, one bright yellow and one dark yellow." ”

It's still morning, the sun is shining, and there are naturally shadows shining on the chrysanthemums, and the shadow part is not dark yellow, and the painter is the most sensitive to color.

"Your Majesty's eyes are like torches, and he is discerning, and Wu Zhi admires them, and there are indeed two colors."

Wu Zhi patted the future father-in-law's sycophant in a timely manner, and sure enough, with the image of everyone that Wu Zhi had established in Zhao Ji's heart before, Zhao Ji is very useful now, and he is a little complacent, just like a primary school student who was praised by the teacher in later generations.

After listening to the conversation between the two, the eunuch and the palace maid all shrunk their necks in unison, and said that yellow is yellow, what else is bright yellow and dark yellow?

"So, we want to show this light yellow and dark yellow in the painting!"

As he spoke, Wu Zhi turned around and continued to wave his pencil on the drawing paper.

At this time, not only the eunuchs and palace maids were full of surprise, but even Zhao Ji looked at Wu Zhi with wide eyes, they wanted to see how Wu Zhi used a black pencil to draw yellow colors? And it's still that light and dark yellow?

Wu Zhi was close to the drawing paper and worked hard to paint, sometimes looking up at the chrysanthemums, sometimes focusing on the drawing paper, he was very close, so that Zhao Ji and others could not see the progress of the painting.

"Your Majesty..."

Li Yan brought a cup of nourishing flower tea to Zhao Ji, who was waiting on the side, and after Zhao Ji took a sip of tea, he looked at Wu Zhi at Li Yan.

Li Yanden understood, and also waited for Wu Zhi with a cup of tea, his eyes full of respect.

He can see that after today, Wu Zhi will definitely be favored by the official family, and now he must please him.

After the half-pillar incense, Wu Zhi finally stopped writing, and Li Yan saw the stitches and inserted the needle, and handed Wu Zhi tea very warmly.

"Dean Wu......"

"There is Father-in-law."

Wu Zhi took the teacup, took a sip, and after talking for a long time, his mouth was already dry.

After Wu Zhi turned around, Zhao Ji finally saw Wu Zhi's painting, and when he saw it, he was immediately dumbfounded.

What stunned him was the chrysanthemum on the drawing paper, and the chrysanthemum at this time could no longer be described on the paper, because ...... This painting has "jumped on the paper", it is amazing, just like a chrysanthemum has really bloomed on the paper, others can pick it up as long as they reach out and grab it!

Moreover, the chrysanthemums that are simply painted with a pencil in gray and black look clearly layered, light and shade in an orderly manner, and it gives people an extremely vivid feeling, which is really wonderful!

"Good! Good! Good! ”

Zhao Ji was full of joy and said three good words in a row.

Although the eunuchs and palace maids behind him were also very amazing, they were also puzzled, although the chrysanthemums in this painting were more beautiful, they were still gray-black, and they were not painted yellow......

…………

Wu Zhi relaxed and tasted the palace tribute tea, he was quite satisfied with the chrysanthemum he painted, but he was satisfied, he also understood that his painting was at most the sketch level of later beginners, and the reason why it could amaze everyone was the charm of the sketch itself, and people in this era had not seen it.

To put it bluntly, the essence of everyone's surprise is a sketch painting, not a Wu Zhi's painting.

However, only Wu Zhi understands this truth, and now for Zhao Ji, Wu Zhi is simply the reincarnation of a painting immortal!

"The brush and ink Danqing pay attention to the line outline, and the essence of the sketch painting method is the use of color and light to make a painting, which is really extraordinary!" Zhao Ji thought of the oil painting he saw from Master Li, which blessed his soul and made him realize that sketching is actually the basis of oil painting.

Wu Zhi also admires Zhao Ji's evaluation in his words, Zhao Ji is Zhao Ji!

"Wu Aiqing, you invented this kind of painting, it will be famous for eternity!" Zhao Ji's eyes were full of appreciation.

"Don't dare to be, although I invented this painting method...... Wu Zhi shamelessly became the inventor of sketching, "but don't hide it from Your Majesty, my talent is mediocre, these painting skills are actually not outstanding, compared to my beloved disciple Qing'er, it is far worse." ”

Originally, the level of painting was not good, and Wu Zhi did not hide it.

"Haha! I've seen Xiao Xie Qing's paintings, and I want to meet him when I have time! ”

Wu Zhi was originally going to bring Xie Qing with him, but this child was weak, and after coming to Bianjing, he was not accustomed to the water and soil and had diarrhea, so he could only let An Daoquan watch and recuperate at home, and he would run away from the two colleges of Taixue and Hanlin Painting Academy in the future, so he would not worry about not seeing the emperor.

"Aiqing painted such a masterpiece, it should be rewarded!" Zhao Ji looked at Wu Zhi, his eyes were full of love, and said: "Pass the decree, give Wu Zhi 100,000 yuan of money, and pearl ......"

"Your Majesty! It's just a painting, don't reward it! ”

Wu Zhi immediately interrupted Zhao Ji, he was actually stunned when he heard the first sentence, the strange emperor is rich, and he will reward people with 100,000 yuan when he opens his mouth!

In fact, unlike later generations, the emperor's reward is a large expenditure in the treasury, and this reward is written in the "Book of Rites", so everyone naturally does not feel wasteful. And since it is taken from the treasury, it is not the same as playing to reward 100 million 200 million at a time.

"Oh, why did Aiqing refuse?"

"What a deserved!"

…………

After a little excuse, Zhao Ji knew that Wu Zhi's family was rich, so he didn't force it anymore, but he said to Wu Zhi a little embarrassed at the end: "Aiqing, although you don't want to reward it, but you chrysanthemum...... I want to collect it. ”

Wu Zhi couldn't help but laugh, and according to the usual practice, he took a pen and inscribed his name on the painting.

Such a low-end sketch, take it and collect it!

"Aiqing, let's talk about it in the pavilion."

Accepting the painting, the more Zhao Ji looked at Wu Zhi, the more pleasing he became, and he actually pulled Wu Zhi's arm and walked to the pavilion together.

Wu Zhi was very relaxed and casual on his face, he was not frightened, he didn't make any waves, but he was happy in his heart, it seemed that the emperor's father-in-law had been taken down by himself!

But.........

It's not enough, the first time we meet, Wu Zhi must let the emperor's father-in-law see his extraordinaryness and increase his weight!

Thinking of this, Wu Zhi secretly smiled in his heart.

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