Chapter 132: Sketch Fever (1)

"Without my order, you are not allowed to leave the capital for half a step." Li Xuanqing said his problem with a flat expression.

Women are always like this, even when they admit their mistakes, they have to put on a high posture. However, with Li Xuanqing's surname, she can say these words, and she has made great concessions. Wei Hong agreed to Li Xuanqing's request for three reasons. The first is because the women have a total of nine levels, and Wei Hong has already passed eight levels, and if he dies in the last level, it will be wasted. The second reason is that the journey back to Hangzhou is tiring, and I don't have anything, so I suffer Wanniang and Ruohua. The third reason is that Li Xiehe's kindness to himself can't be repaid in his life, and Li Xiehe has high hopes for himself when he comes to the capital this time, even if it is to repay Li Xiehe's kindness, he has to stay in the capital.

Wei Hong knows that as a man, he can never be rash, and he must focus on the overall situation when thinking about things.

The daughters present were not stupid, and when they heard what Li Xuanqing said, they knew that Li Xuanqing had forgiven Wei Hong. Today's purpose is to help Li Xuanqing get angry, since Li Xuanqing doesn't care about the past suspicions, there is no need for them to hold on to this matter anymore. The woman in pink went to find a glass of water and handed it to Wei Hong, and said with a smile: "Drink saliva and rinse your mouth." ”

Wei Hong saw the black belly of the woman in pink, for fear that she would use some indiscriminate tricks to harm herself, so he didn't dare to drink it immediately when he took the water cup, but dipped it with the tip of his tongue, and only after making sure that there was no problem with the water, did he raise his head and drink it all.

"If there is nothing else to do, Wei will retire first." Wei Hong didn't want to stay in this place for a moment, and he was about to leave after drinking water.

It stands to reason that if they are angry with Li Xuanqing, there is no need for them to keep Wei Hong. But the women refused to let Wei Hong go, and one of them was a woman dressed in white, who said with a look of shame: "Master Wei, we were also dedicated to helping Sister Xuanqing before, if you are offended, please don't be like a little girl." Some time ago, the little woman heard that there was a novel way of painting in the capital, called sketching, and the eldest son of the Fang family and the eldest son of the Du family were extremely obsessed with this painting technique. Some people even say that the first sketch painting in the world today has fallen into the hands of today's saints after several turns, and even the saints praise the painting as 'This painting is not like the world, and this woman is a fairy.' Such a high praise, the entire Tang Dynasty has not been won by any painter, from this, it is enough to see the uniqueness of sketch painting. The little woman asked the eldest man of the Fang family yesterday with curiosity, only to know that the eldest man of the Fang family turned out to be the founding disciple of sketching, and Wei Gongzi was the founder of sketching! I don't know, can Wei Gongzi open the eyes of the little woman? ”

Hearing this, Wei Hong's face was a little ugly. How many times did it go to the hands of the Holy One? It was clearly stolen by the old boy! In my heart, I would like to extend my highest greetings to Tang Taizong's uncle.

The women only knew that Wei Hong was Li Xiehe's son-in-law and Li Xuanqing's brother-in-law, who came from Hangzhou, but they didn't know that the recent famous sketches in the capital were actually created by Wei Hong. At this time, when they learned that Wei Hong was the founder of sketch painting, the women were not only annoyed but ashamed.

The woman in green who had scorned Wei Hong the most just now was also very surprised, seeing Wei Hong's eyes change and change, she gently poked Li Xuanqing beside her, and asked in disbelief: "Sister Xuanqing, is that sketch really created by this person?" ”

Li Xuanqing nodded noncommittally: "Yes, after several rounds of the sketch in the hands of the saint, the woman painted in it is actually Wei Hong's wife." When I went back to Hangzhou this time, I had the opportunity to see that painting with my own eyes, and what the saint said was not bad at all, but it was not like it in the world. With just a single color and simple lines, the appearance and charm are vividly displayed, as vivid as a real person. ”

The woman in green covered her mouth and exclaimed, "I really can't see that this disciple still has this kind of ability!" ”

Li Xuanqing sighed lightly and said quietly: "Don't call him a disciple again, I really blamed him last night." There was a little maid in the house, who stole food in the middle of the night, and was stuck in the throat by a chicken bone, and almost died. If it weren't for Wei Hong, the little maid would have died in Huangquan, separated by yin and yang. ”

Hearing this, the woman in green began to regret it, among the women just now, she was the only one who was the most ruthless to Wei Hong. Now I want to apologize, but I don't know how to say it. Seeing the rest of the women surrounding Wei Hong in the middle, talking about sketching, the woman in green sighed helplessly and said to Li Xuanqing: "Sister Xuanqing, you have hurt me." Since my younger brother knew about sketching, he didn't think about tea and dinner, and went to Fangfu with gifts again and again, hoping to let the eldest man of the Fang family introduce him to the founder of sketching. If my younger brother knew that I would offend Wei Hong like this, he would have to have nothing to do with me. ”

Li Xuanqing smiled lightly: "Sister, don't worry, with my understanding of Wei Hong, he is definitely not the kind of person who is cautious." If your brother wants to learn how to draw, I'll talk about it for you. ”

"Ah, thank you so much, sister." The woman in green began to smile again, and her heartless appearance was outrageous!

The female warblers and warblers surrounded Wei Hong, constantly asking about sketching, and Wei Hong took the trouble to answer while pondering in his heart. You were all so eager to kill me just now, and now you're sticking your face to me. It's really a dog, and when it's unhappy, it bars its teeth to bite someone, throws a bone and wags its tail.

Under the bitter pleading of the women, Wei Hong could only promise Xiao Lu. When the women saw that Wei Hong agreed, they were immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly sent someone to the best restaurant in the capital, found the best charcoal, laid the rice paper, and respectfully handed the charcoal to Wei Hong, and respectfully asked Wei Hong to write.

There is a reference for sketching, Wei Hong has not yet reached the point where he can paint with his imagination, he swept around with his eyes, and saw that among the women, only Li Xuanqing was slim and elegant, and her beauty was the best. Wei Hong waved at Li Xuanqing casually and said, "Come here, be a model for me." ”

Li Xuanqing didn't know what the model meant, but she could read some meaning from Wei Hong's movements and tone, so she walked over slowly and stood in front of Wei Hong in a proper manner. Wei Hong measured it with charcoal, and then began to draw. All the women focused their eyes on Wei Hong's hand, and saw Wei Hong holding a pen like a dragon flying, and a pen like a phoenix dance, in addition to worship or worship.

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