"Fourth Emperor Sister-in-law, give your brother half an hour's time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Whatever he thinks of, it has always been Zhu Song's style of acting, he turned his head to look at Queen Xu, and said: "It's only a quarter of an hour's journey from the minister's brother's mansion to the palace, ask the fourth emperor's sister-in-law to give the courtier's brother another half an hour!"

Speaking of this, Zhu Song kept glancing at Xu Miaojin.

Xu Miaojin Bingxue was smart, so she naturally understood, and directly pasted it to Queen Xu's side, holding her hand and shaking it constantly, and said coquettishly:

"Sister, let the concubine stay in the house for another half an hour, don't worry, the concubine will definitely return to the palace after half an hour."

"You two, there's really nothing I can do with you!" Queen Xu couldn't resist Xu Miaojin, and she was really grateful to Zhu Song in her heart, so she simply said: "Remember, it's only half an hour!"

"Thank you for the Fourth Emperor's sister-in-law!" Zhu Song arched his hand at Xu Miaojin with a happy face, and then said to Concubine Zhou: "Mother, you sit down and find a comfortable position, can your son draw a portrait for you?"

As a bodyguard, one of the main abilities is to observe, observe a person's clothing, observe a person's appearance, and observe a person's image and temperament.

Therefore, Zhu Song is still good at painting, but this painting is not a traditional Chinese painting, but a Western sketch.

If you want to sketch in the future, you need to use a pencil or charcoal.

But in the current Ming Dynasty, it is a little difficult for him to make charcoal improvisationally, but fortunately, charcoal strips can be used instead.

Charcoal strips are mostly made of willow branches, there is a difference between thickness, fineness, softness and hardness, because of the different picture effects and the use of it, can be used with a softer charcoal pen at the beginning of the painting, because it is easy to erase off, can be repeatedly corrected, do not hurt the drawing paper, and then use a harder charcoal pen when decorating the details.

At the moment, all the tools are very easy to make, so it didn't take long for Zhu Song to let his subordinates prepare the things for painting.

"Song'er can also paint?"

Hearing that Zhu Song was going to paint a portrait of herself, Concubine Zhou's face first flashed with a hint of suspicion, and then with a look of excitement.

"Mother concubine, please rest assured, Erchen dares to say, looking at our entire Daming, no one can surpass Erchen."

Zhu Song patted his chest, very confident.

At this moment, Concubine Zhou was even happier, and even mischievously told Zhu Song that she would definitely paint her more beautifully.

After Concubine Zhou sat down again, Zhu Song picked out a few charcoal sticks and adjusted his breathing to calm his heart, so that he could concentrate more.

After all, he was painting for his mother, and he didn't want to make a painting for his mother for the first time become a failure.

After a full cup of tea, Zhu Song's heart was completely calmed, and then he spread out a special piece of rice paper, and then began to paint.

I saw my uncle painting with a wooden shelf, and at the top of the position, Queen Xu, Xu Miaojin and Xu Wanjun were whispering.

"Sister Miaomiao, when did the prince learn to paint?" Xu Wanjun asked softly in Xu Miaojin's ear as if she was curious.

"I don't know." Xu Miaojin shook his head and said, "I've never heard that the prince can paint?" Could it be that he is lying to his sister, just to accompany his mother more?"

"Huh?" Xu Wanjun hesitated for a moment and said, "No, it doesn't look like a fake looking at the prince."

"What's this, just go over and see it."

Xu Miaojin saw that Xu Wanjun seemed to want to go over, but she was afraid of being blamed by Zhu Song, so she pulled her up.

The two came up behind Zhu Song, and saw that Zhu Song was smearing on the special rice paper with a serious face, and the outline of a person was slowly unfolding.

When Xu Miaojin and the two sisters saw it, it really seemed like that, and they didn't dare to disturb Zhu Song, so the two of them found a seat behind Zhu Song and quietly watched him paint.

If you are stuck in your previous life, it won't take you half an hour to draw a person quickly, and the rest is the portrayal of details.

But now, after not painting for so long, there are some things that need to be recalled.

Fortunately, the foundation laid by Zhu Song in the past is still there, and now it is not as urgent as when he was a bodyguard in his previous life, so Zhu Song has been quite smooth since he began to paint, whether it is composition or brushwork, it is like divine help.

In just over two quarters of an hour, a middle-aged beautiful woman with reluctant eyes and a smile on her face has already jumped on the paper, and behind the beautiful woman is a mural in the palace of King Han.

"This ...... Does this really have to be for a mother? ”

Concubine Zhou walked down from the first place, looking at the portrait in Zhu Song's hand, her face was full of incredulity, and her mouth was even more shocked and never closed.

Queen Xu, Zhu Yang and other unknown people who had been waiting on the side also followed, and they all let out exclamations.

It's no wonder that these guys are surprised, the sketch painting itself is known for its realism, and if Zhu Song's ability wants to make a hyper-realistic sketch, it is simply like playing.

Zhu Song's paintings are like photographic sketches, and the chiaroscuro and composition of the portrait are also very clear, and it seems that the whole figure seems to be protruding on the drawing paper, which is very three-dimensional.

The people who saw this kind of portrait for the first time were naturally shocked.

"Of course it's the concubine."

For the first painting after coming to Daming, Zhu Song was still quite satisfied, "Mother, wait for the retainers to repair the picture again, and in a few days, I will order someone to send you to the palace." ”

"I think that's already good!" Concubine Zhou reluctantly touched the picture and said.

"Mother, there are still some places that need to be modified, you go back to the palace first, and the retainers will definitely send them to you."

Zhu Song did not allow the painting he gave to Concubine Zhou for the first time to be flawed, and it had to be perfect.

Even if you say it in the future, it's not a shame!

……

Seeing that it was approaching the time, Concubine Zhou, who couldn't resist Zhu Song, could only return to the palace with some regret.

Tonight can be said to be a joy for the guests and hosts, and Zhu Song has also gained a lot of maternal love.

When it was time to rest, Xu Miaojin and Zhu Song whispered on the gums.

"Husband, when did you learn to paint?" Xu Miaojin hid in the quilt and said to Zhu Song: "And your painting looks like a white drawing, but it is completely different from a white drawing, the mother concubine on the painting seems to protrude from the drawing paper, as if she will come out of the drawing paper at any time......

Zhu Song hugged Xu Miaojin and said with a smile: "That's, don't you look at who we are?" This painting is in our Ming Dynasty, even if everyone in the world can't paint it! ”

"Stinky beauty!" Xu Miaojin chuckled, "By the way, it will be my nephew's fifth birthday in a while, I want to go back to the house tomorrow to have a look, can you go with me?"

"Good!"

Zhu Song agreed without hesitation, anyway, he had nothing to do recently, just to accompany Xu Miaojin. (To be continued.) )