Chapter Seventy-Four: The Studio

As a result, the four princes still had something they didn't expect.

He didn't expect the two of them to act in an eclectic manner, and the speed of eating was not the same as that of others.

Lu Yi ate two buns and poured a bowl of porridge, and the total ...... Liu Yan felt that if she had counted just now, the ten fingers would have run out.

How do those teeth grow? Is that throat twice as wide as someone else's?

When others drink porridge, they drink it, but he pours it directly.

Thanks to the porridge, it wasn't too hot, otherwise it wouldn't have burned his mouth and tongue.

The fourth prince was a little apologetic, thinking that he had not made his words clear. He came here today purely out of curiosity, and it was not a serious matter to bring his sister to relax, and it was rude to come to the door without saying hello in advance, and it also caused the host's breakfast to not be able to use it properly, which made him even more uneasy.

Zhao Lei was more uneasy than him.

He didn't care at all when he saw his painting, so he hurriedly hooked up the people and scenery he could think of, and when he met the fourth prince, he asked him to bring it in to show the princess. As a result, the princesses were too generous, and as soon as they made a move, they could neither afford nor dare to think of expensive painting tools and paints. And the paper - in the largest Hanxia Zhai in the capital, ten taels of silver can buy a box.

If Zhao Lei bought that paper, then the whole Zhao Mansion would have to drink porridge to survive this month.

So he didn't buy it.

But he'd seen it before.

Some of my classmates can afford to use such good paper, and they don't take it seriously at all. Zhao Lei usually never thinks that there is any difference between painting skills. In his opinion, as long as you put your mind to it, the graffiti of three-year-old children also has its own touching features. But classmates don't care.

Originally, people didn't care, but Zhao Lei couldn't care about it. But seeing the good paper being wasted in vain, he was really heartbroken.

"This, I can't accept this, it's really deserved, deserved."

Seeing that his anxious face turned red, the four princesses all felt that this person was quite ......

Well, it's cute.

There is no shortage of people in the palace, and there are basically no fools who can show their faces in front of the master. Therefore, Zhao Lei's pure heart is particularly rare.

On the one hand, they refused to accept it, and on the other hand, they had to give it, and both sides felt that they had taken advantage of each other.

Or Liu Yan said: "What about the fan you fell into the water last time?" Take it out and show it to us, and if it's good, we'll take it and not give it back to you." We don't need these painting tools and paints in the first place, and they are all broken in vain, such as the paint, what kind of powder? ”

Zhao Yuxi said for her: "Camellia pollen." ”

"Yes, that camellia pollen, I heard that it will become waste residue after half a year, what a pity."

Zhao Lei nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, it's a pity." ”

He had a look of regret on his face.

Because he knew that the princess was not talking to him, these precious paints were nothing to the princesses, and they must have been abandoned before.

"And that big red, what's it called?"

This time, it was Liu Yu who helped her: "Pigeon blood red." ”

"Well, yes, the color has changed after a long time, and the painting is not gray brown or brown."

"Then I'll take it."

Zhao Lei's words turned quickly, and Liu Yan thought that he would have to persuade him a few more words.

"Then let's go see your paintings."

Zhao Lei happily accepted the gift, but he did not mean to exchange his paintings.

"Some of the paintings mean different things to me and can't be sent. Some of the paintings are so bad that it is impossible to give them away. ”

Even Liu Jing made him laugh: "Let's go see it first." ”

How can there be such a master's house? Not to mention that the distinguished guests are by no means ordinary. If you change someone else, you have the appreciation of the prince and the princess, so don't you give all your stutters?

Zhao Lei led the way, and the group went to his studio.

Don't look at Zhao Lei living in the side yard, although the house is not small, it can be seen at a glance that life is not so rich.

The furnishings in his house are simple, and the studio is the same, except that there are paintings all over the walls, all over the house, all over the floor.

The middle of the three main rooms was opened, and the sunlight entered through the window, and Liu Jing stood in front of the door, shocked for a while.

I heard that some people practice martial arts and become crazy. Zhao Lei's enthusiasm is all in these three studios.

Such a person can probably be a "painting idiot".

The only person who is not surprised is Lu Yi.

"I came to his house once two years ago, and then I didn't come when I was invited, for fear that I would accidentally break the painting for him. Besides, there are too many paintings, and it is dizzy to look at. ”

Liu Yan carried her skirt and followed Zhao Lei in.

Liu Jing didn't go in, he felt that Lu Yi was reasonable.

This studio ...... is Zhao Lei's world alone, and when others enter, it really seems to be a disturbance.

He and Lu Yi were talking under the laurel tree outside the door.

"Yesterday, I heard my sister talk about the strange people and strange things that Lu Gongzi encountered during his travels, and I originally wanted to visit Lu Gongzi today."

Lu Yi hurriedly said: "Don't be so polite, if you want to call me Gongzi, I can only call your Royal Highness, which sounds blunt and raw." ”

Liu Jing smiled: "Did Brother Lu take the word?" ”

"The first master gave me a word Tao."

"Then I call you Zitao, you don't need to call me Your Highness, I haven't taken the word yet, but everyone in the palace school also jokingly took the number when they wrote poems. My number was taken by someone else, called Luo Qiu. ”

Neither of them likes to talk too politely, Liu Jing said: "Brother Zitao, has you ever thought about recording these experiences? ”

Lu Yi nodded: "I once remembered it, but sometimes I can't take care of it, so I get past it." Some of them are impressed, and they will write them down at night. ”

"That's great, I wonder if there's any plan to assemble and publish a book?"

Lu Yi shook his head.

"If Brother Zitao can be trusted, this matter will be handed over to me, and I can ask Gongfang to print, these experiences are so rare that more people should know about them. There are many people who may never leave their homes in their entire lives, and only know what is happening within a few tens or hundreds of miles. The places written in this book may not be able to go in their lifetime, but they can know the customs and customs there, how rare it is. ”