After sending away the jade bracelet, Shen Yuan was not necessarily very happy, and did not speak all the way.

"Do you want to go back to the Marquis of Zhongyi's mansion?" Wei Yan asked.

Shen Yuan shook her head, "My sister is not here, and I will be bullied when I go back." ”

The corners of Wei Yan's lips raised, and the tears under his left eye were rippling, "You dare to be wild in front of this world, and you can still be bullied by others?" ”

"I'm scared of my grandmother." Shen Yuan pursed his lips and chuckled, not knowing whether he was telling the truth or a lie.

The carriage slowly drove into the palace, Wei Yan took Shunxi into the Chongwen Palace, and Shen Yuan went to the Ruyi Pavilion, which was separated by a wall from the Chongwen Palace.

The Ruyi Pavilion is a large hall with a carved verandah that leads to the main hall from the outside. Outside the verandah, many miscellaneous children in dark green tunic sleeves were grinding gemstones, and the small hoes smashed down to make a tinkling sound.

Those gemstones are used to make pigments, but they have to go through several processes before they can be used. Shen Yuan walked through the verandah, and when he looked up, he saw the words "Ruyi Pavilion" written in gold powder on the plaque.

The main hall of the Ruyi Pavilion is not equipped with doors on all sides, but many curtains are hung under the eaves, and the curtains are lowered to cover the sun in summer, and screens are moved to make doors in winter to block the cold.

"Don't get out of the way here, get out of the way!" Behind him, a sweaty boy pushed Shen Kite away, and ran in with a stack of drawing paper in his hand.

Shen Yuan stumbled and took two steps back, but he didn't want to hit a wall of flesh behind him.

Shen Yuan turned around and saw a young man glaring at him unhappily, because Shen Yuan had just hit him, and the ink in his hand splashed half of his face, and even the white placket was dyed a lot.

The young man's brows were tightly locked, and his face was full of forbearance anger, "Which palace are you from?" What kind of system is it so reckless! ”

Shen Yuan handed over his handkerchief and said, "I am Mr. Gu's newly accepted miscellaneous boy, and Mr. Gu asked me to come to Ruyi Pavilion to find him today." ”

The young man didn't take Shen Kite's handkerchief, flicked his sleeves, and said, "Come with me." ”

Shen Yuan took the veil and quietly followed behind the young man.

"Jiang painter." Along the way, there were miscellaneous children saluting him, and Shen Yuan secretly guessed the identity of this young man.

The young man took Shen Kite around the main hall of the Ruyi Pavilion and arrived at a two-entry side hall. Unlike the crowded main hall, this side hall is silent.

Shen Yuan stepped over the threshold and saw that there were many tools and gems for color making in the courtyard, and when he walked to the innermost, he saw Gu Xingzhi who was painting.

Gu Xingyi was dressed in a gray straight robe, his white hair was pulled up with a jasper hairpin, and he held a sheep's hair pen in his hand, and sketched it carefully on the drawing paper.

"Master." The young man looked at each other and called.

Shen Yuan also saluted and said, "Mr. Gu." ”

Gu Xingzhi, who was interrupted, was not annoyed, simply put away the pen, looked sideways to see Gu Xingzhi's blackened face, and said with a smile: "Qiyu, the teacher asked you to get the polished pine smoke ink, did you drink the ink?" ”

Shen Yuan explained: "I accidentally bumped into him just now, so he spilled ink, and I will get one for my husband later." ”

"Qiyu, you go and clean yourself up first." Gu Xingzhi said to his disciples.

"Yes, it's rude."

Shen Yuan couldn't help but glance at the departing young man, this person is not very old, why is he so rigid in his speech and behavior?

"Where did you come from?" Gu Xingzhi poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and asked.

Shen Yuan shook her head, "When I'm bored, I can just draw casually, but I've also been pushed by others a few times." ”

"Do you know the six methods of painting?"

Shen Yuan said: "One is vivid, the second is the bone method with a pen, the third is the pictogram of the object, the fourth is the color with the class, the fifth is the business position, and the sixth is the transfer of the mold." ”

Gu Xingzhi nodded with satisfaction and said, "The apricot blossom picture you gave me yesterday has a vivid charm, but it was ruined in the color. ”

Shen Yuan's eyes blinked, she thought that Gu Xingzhi didn't see it

"Do you know how to make colors?"

Shen Yuan retracted his thoughts, frowned slightly, and said, "I understand a little." ”

She rarely makes colors herself, which is time-consuming and laborious, so she usually buys other people's products in the store. But sometimes the color effect is not satisfactory, and the whole painting is ruined in one fell swoop.

Rao is like this, and Shen Yuan didn't think about making colors himself. She rarely paints seriously, and she puts very little effort into painting.

Gu Xingzhi saw the indifference in Shen Yuan's eyes, and felt a little regretful in his heart.

This girl's talent in painting is better than Qiyu's, but she lacks Qiyu's enthusiasm for painting. What kind of level she can reach in the future still depends on herself.

Jiang Qiyu just cleaned himself up and walked in.

"Qiyu, this girl I picked up yesterday. Let her follow you first, teach her to make color, and then bring her back. ”

Jiang Qiyu twisted his eyebrows and glanced at Shen Yuan, his eyes were full of doubts, obviously disliking his master's proposal.

"Yes." Jiang Qiyu hesitated for a few seconds, but still responded respectfully.

"Let's get out."

"Retire in vain."

Out of the side hall, Jiang Qiyu first took Shen Yuan to change his clothes. Even if Jiang Qiyu took the smallest clothes in the Ruyi Pavilion for Shen Yuan to wear, it was still much bigger.

Shen Yuan had no choice but to roll up her sleeves a few times, tie the hem of her clothes to her legs and tie them tightly with straps, and her long hair was all tied up.

"Tomorrow, I'll ask someone from the palace clothing department to come and remake your clothes." Jiang Qiyu has always adhered to etiquette, and when he saw Shen Yuan's nondescript appearance, he really couldn't stand it.

Jiang Qiyu walked in front and said, "My name is Jiang Qiyu, in the future, you can call me Jiang Painter like other miscellaneous children." ”

"Yes."

"I'll take you through the Ruyi Pavilion today and recognize the various warehouses first."

"Okay." Jiang Qiyu has long legs and walks in a hurry, and Shen Yuan has to trot to keep up with him.

"Master asked me to teach you until you learn how to make colors, and before that, you still have a lot to learn."

"Hmm."

"There are many nobles in the palace who will enter and leave the Ruyi Pavilion, you are usually smart, and you can avoid many hardships."

“……”

Jiang Qiyu chattered in front for a long time, and suddenly there was no sound in the back, and when he turned around suspiciously, he saw Shen Yuan standing in front of a wall, looking up and stunned.

"What are you looking at?" Jiang Qiyu asked.

Shen Yuan asked rhetorically, "On the other side of this wall, is it the Chongwen Palace?" ”

Jiang Qiyu nodded, "Yes, so don't make noise here, disturbing the nobles in the Chongwen Hall will be beaten." ”

Shen Yuan thought about how he would be able to climb over this wall to see Wei Yan in the future.

In the Chongwen Hall on the other side, Wei Yan wrote a strategy in his hand, but his mind had already drifted to the Ruyi Pavilion.

There are so many people in the Ruyi Pavilion, and I don't know if Shen Yuan will be bullied inside.

The girl was smart, but she was a weak chicken. Wei Yan thought of Shen Yuan's small body, for fear that she would bump into her in the Ruyi Pavilion.

Wei Yan finished writing the last word, got up and handed over the strategy and walked out.

", Shizi, you wait for me!" Zhao Xian, who was the companion of the prince of Qin, saw Wei Yan hand in the volume, and hurriedly wrote the book, anyway, he didn't remember what he wrote, and he handed it in with a wild cursive.

The master looked at Zhao Xian's wild grass, waved the ring ruler, and said with a calm face: "Zhao Xian, stay and copy the book!" ”

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