Two days later, Zhao Ruxi went to Kang Shilin's house.

"Xiaoxi, come and see how your senior brother's painting is doing?"

As soon as Zhao Ruxi arrived, she saw Kang Shilin waving to her.

She hurriedly ran over.

It turned out that Gong Cheng drew a picture of Hanmei a few days ago and brought it over to hand in his homework.

Kang Shilin is now idle and has nothing to do, and he feels that the achievements of the three male apprentices are a little far behind the female apprentices, so he began to urge them, stipulating that they hand in at least two paintings a month, and everyone will appreciate and evaluate them together, hoping that they will make progress in painting.

Gong Cheng and Wu Zong are okay, although these two people also have official careers and have a lot of things to do in the yamen, they haven't thrown down their painting skills, and they have to paint from time to time.

Wu Huaisi is hard, he has no leisure to paint since he became a secretary. His painting skills are the worst of the four siblings.

At the beginning, he also worked his career because his painting talent was not as good as that of the two junior brothers, and vowed to be greater than the officials of the two junior brothers, so as not to fall into the name of the senior brother. In the end, he did.

didn't expect that after he succeeded in his career, he would have to go back and practice his painting skills hard, which was simply too unfriendly to him.

Zhao Ruxi commented on Gong Cheng's works with the two senior brothers, and they were naturally praised.

Gong Cheng is the best at painting flowers, birds and flowers, and he is also famous in this regard, but he is not a master.

But since he learned to sketch, it seems to have opened up a new world.

He found that the flowers, birds, insects, fish, and flowers he usually saw were three-dimensional, but they were flat when painted on paper. Therefore, after the completion of the training course in Bac Ninh, he silently changed his painting method, trying to make his paintings of flowers, birds, insects, fish, flowers and plants more three-dimensional and vivid.

Now, his paintings have taken a qualitative leap.

This made Kang Shilin very happy.

Not to mention Wu Zong. He used to be good at drawing figures, and when he was in the training class in Bac Ninh, everyone learned figure sketching, and when he was studying, he began to think about how to make his characters more three-dimensional and vivid.

After such a long period of pondering and improving, the figure paintings he paints now are similar to the paintings of Chinese painting masters who Zhao Ruxi has seen in modern times who have learned Western painting methods.

It's also a qualitative leap.

After reading Wu Zong's paintings, Kang Shilin looked at Wu Huai Temple: "What about your paintings?" ”

Wu Huai Temple: "...... Didn't draw. ”

He didn't want to come today. But he has already made excuses twice, asked for leave twice and couldn't come, and he can't escape today no matter what. There was really no way, he had to bite the bullet, and he came empty-handed.

He felt that instead of putting a painting that was very far from the level of his junior brother and sister in front of his master, which made the master jump to his feet with anger, and made himself unable to raise his head among his junior brothers and sisters, it was better to be spit directly by the master.

He explained with sincerity on his face: "Master, you also know that at the end of each year, our officials have to evaluate the performance of officials and adjust the officials whose terms have expired, and we are so busy that we don't even have time to sleep, so how can I have time to paint?" Besides, you also know that I can't draw, anyway, it's far from my junior brothers and sisters. Don't expect anything from me. ”

"Then you just gave up? He has been studying painting with me since he was 12 years old, and after studying for many years, he just gave up......"

Zhao Ruxi saw that the master began to teach the senior brother a lecture, Gong Cheng took the opportunity to go to the Tibetan studio, and Wu Zong also slipped in the direction of the studio with the same idea as Gong Cheng, so as not to stay here and embarrass the senior brother.

She grabbed Wu Zong's sleeve and whispered, "Third Senior Brother, I have something to do with you." As she spoke, she pointed outside the room.

Master is angry. If you know that they sneak out to play, you will definitely be furious for a while. But if they went into the Tibetan studio to look at the paintings and ponder their painting skills, the master would not only not get angry, but would praise them for their spirit of excellence.

So Wu Zong didn't want to go.

He looked at the little junior sister and saw that Zhao Ruxi nodded firmly, with a frame that was determined to pull him out, and she didn't give him a chance to refuse at all, and went out directly after nodding. He glanced at the master and saw that the master did not pay attention to them, so he quickly followed them out.

"Senior sister, why can't you talk about it under the porch, you have to come here?"

Looking at the garden covered with snow without a trace of green, Wu Zong was speechless.

Isn't it good to stay in a warm Tibetan studio? I have to run here to blow the cold wind. No matter how bad it is, it is okay to find a sheltered corner.

"Qingfeng, stay away, I have something to tell my senior brother." Zhao Ruxi said to Qingfeng who came over.

Qingfeng had to stand farther away.

"It's cold, I'll cut it short." Zhao Ruxi said to Wu Zong.

She also knows that in the middle of winter, this is not the place to talk. Moreover, this is in the Kang family, and it is a very unwise behavior for her to pull Wu Zong into the garden to talk like this, and it is easy to make people think too much.

But she couldn't do it. Xiao Ruotong's thoughts, except for her and Wu Zong, cannot be known to a third person. Otherwise, if it spreads, Xiao Ruotong will not be able to meet people at all. No matter how much Princess Zhennan loves her daughter, she will not let her go out and be pointed at.

"Senior brother, what do you think of the county lord of Qingyang?" She gets straight to the point.

Wu Zong raised his eyebrows in surprise: "What's the matter?" ”

"That's it...... What would you think if you could marry her? Zhao Ruxi decided to put it mildly.

I don't know where the feeling came from, she always felt that Wu Zong didn't mean that to Xiao Ruotong. So she felt that she had put her rhetoric mildly, even if Wu Zong refused, Xiao Ruotong would not have to be so embarrassed.

Wu Zong was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted.

His face sank suddenly.

Staring at Zhao Ruxi for a while, he asked, "Is this what you mean, or is this what she meant?" ”

Zhao Ruxi: "......"

She wanted to be tactful. As a result, Wu Zong went straight to the core of the problem in one sentence, and did not give her a chance to be euphemistic and ambiguous at all.

She had to say, "What does she mean." She asked me to ask you. ”

The look on Wu Zong's face finally softened a little.

"I don't think so," he said. You tell her that we are not suitable. After a pause, he added, "It's not her problem, it's mine." I don't plan to marry another wife in my life. If I wanted to marry, I would have married a few years earlier. ”

When Zhao Ruxi heard this, he felt sorry for Xiao Ruotong in his heart.

Wu Zongzhen is a very considerate and considerate person. Even though she had brought it up so suddenly, and he was visibly upset when he heard it. But Rao is like this, he is still worried about hurting Xiao Ruotong and taking the responsibility on his shoulders.

Xiao Ruotong is different from ordinary people. The reason why she reconciled and divorced from the British prince was that she could not have children. Wu Zong directly refused, she would inevitably think more, thinking that Wu Zong was disgusted that she couldn't give birth.

You must know that Wu Zongke has no son.