Liu Yan understood.

When she saw the woman with her breasts half-hidden on the fourth page, she knew what kind of book it was.

The shopkeeper on the side looked embarrassed.

Liu Yan seemed calmer than him.

"This book is also new?"

The shopkeeper felt that he was rare and strange, and the girls didn't feel embarrassed, he was awkward here.

Besides, this girl is from an extraordinary background at first glance, and if she doesn't come out of the palace, she is also from the palace, so she may be more knowledgeable than him.

"Yes, this is the top ten famous flowers that were selected this spring, and those who can participate in the evaluation are the top brands of the five buildings, and there are many famous calligraphers and painters in the selection, and great talents.

"Zhao Yuma?"

Although there are several horses in Beijing now, Zhao Lei is the one who is good at painting.

The shopkeeper hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, it's Zhao Yuma." ”

Zhao Lei painted the picture of Liu Yan without asking the owner, he found it himself.

Zhao Lei is Zhao Lei after all, even if he is asked to paint an oiran, he also paints differently. Others draw the same thing, and they only paint faces, but they just turn them a little bit head-on or sideways. Painting the whole body, but also the perfect painting of the clothes, and strive to leave the snow-skinned and beautiful posture of the Oiran girls on the paper. But the oiran painted by Zhao Lei, a cluster of peach blossoms, half a Hunan curtain, and only one hand by the curtain, seems to be waking up from a nap, and is lazily trying to push the window open.

Other than that, it's gone. I didn't draw her figure, I didn't draw her face.

But compared with those other paintings, Liu Yan feels that this is the real genius's handiwork. At least Liu Yan looked at this painting, and was very curious about the woman who did not show up in the painting, and wanted to see what kind of face would be revealed if the curtain was really raised, which was far more intriguing than the others.

Well, and this painting is very subtle, although it is an oiran, but the painting does not lose the identity of Zhao Lei, the horse.

Needless to ask, Liu Yan also knew that he was most likely pulled by someone to support the scene, and painting this picture was nothing but human affection. However, the third sister is not stingy like this, this kind of thing can only be regarded as an ordinary entertainment among talents, even if the third princess knows that he painted this, she will probably laugh at it.

"This one too."

Longan noodles did not change color, and this painting book, well, flower book, took it and held it in his hand.

This is really nothing, and Gui Yuan will not persuade him blindly, such as "Don't buy this painting if it's not a serious princess" or something like that.

As long as others don't know, it's nothing. The so-called rules are also learned for others to see, and there are no others here.

Well, except for the shopkeeper.

He's also a smart guy, so he shouldn't be yelling around. No one is stupid to do business on this street. Liu Yan bought several books, not only these new ones, but also a few old ones, all of which were landscapes. There is a book that paints several scenic spots in the capital, such as Changming Lake, Leyun Mountain, and a famous garden other industry, which is also on it.

In addition to these, Liu Yan also bought several sets of books, papers, and the shopkeeper brought out dozens of flower notes for her to choose. ”

The shopkeeper is really overjoyed, this is the big customer, and this transaction is worth dozens of individual customers in an afternoon.

After going back, Liu Yan divided the gifts he bought, gave Liu Yu two copies of the painting score, and sent one to Yilan Palace, which was the one that painted Changming Lake. There is also the "flower book", she opened it again to take a closer look, and felt that these women really deserve to be able to become the top of the women's beauties to become Oiran girls, Chunlan and autumn chrysanthemums have their own merits, some are slender, some are plump, some are painting on the piano, presumably proficient in music, some are dancing with a yarn fan, and the dance is indeed moving.

Liu Yan doesn't think they are lowly, anyway, just looking at the beauties is enough to be pleasing to the eye.

She had heard other people complain and even curse these women, such as her former sister-in-law Zhu, who thought they were cheap and dirty when she mentioned them. But why didn't she scold those men who went to Flower Street and Willow Lane for recreation? Don't think they're dirty?

In the final analysis, these Oiran girls who seem to be infinitely beautiful are also poor people, and if there is a way out, they will not be reduced to dust.

"It's pretty good." Gui Yuan also watched from the side, and looked at it quite seriously: "The princess looks at her hair comb, it is chic enough, and the appearance of combing her hair in the palace is just like that, and it doesn't look fresh at all." ”

Liu Yan laughed.

She knows that.

The Oiran lady relies on this to eat, the color and art are unique, the color is still in front of the art, how can you not put more effort on the head and face? But in the palace, it's different. The main reason is that the father has no concubines, and he has never paid attention to women, and the clothes and ornaments of the palace maids can't play tricks, even if someone is skillful and can comb, there is nowhere to show it.

Liu Yan's hair is also served by the palace people around her, she doesn't pay much attention to dressing up, she doesn't like to make those complicated tricks, Li Shanggong has the ability to comb her hair with one hand, and she also taught Longan Ginkgo biloba. What about Lu Jingxuan, Liu Yu used to have a clever palace man by his side, it seems to be called Yuru, right? Combing hair and makeup are very good, but last time Lu Jingxuan had an accident, the big girl around Liu Yu was wiped out, and now the newly assigned palace people don't know how, after all, Liu Yu doesn't love Xinqiao clothes as much as before.

"This word ......" Liu Yan took the book of flowers and was fascinated.

She always felt that this handwriting was somewhat familiar, she must have seen it, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

It was not written by Zhao Lei.

Zhao Lei's calligraphy and painting she has several axes here, Zhao Lei's painting aura is vertical and horizontal, but the words are not his strength, his handwriting Liu Yan recognizes.

What about this......

"Princess, it's not too early, are you resting?"

"I'm not sleepy," Liu Yan suddenly stood up: "I'll go down to the study." ”

Gui Yuan hurriedly ordered someone to go to the study to hold the lamp.

Liu Yan now has a room full of books, and she has read almost all of them. The more I read, the more I feel that I am very shallow and ignorant, and the more I feel that the world is vast and vast.

"What is the princess looking for?"

There are so many books that it's a bit of a struggle to find something.

But fortunately, there are some important things and books, and Liu Yan remembers the location.

Some of the books she didn't put on the shelves, but in the cupboards.

"That's it."

Liu Yan took out a book from the cabinet, which was not printed, but copied by hand.

It is the travelogue that Lu Yi once wrote, the book of the Wild Temple Meeting the Fox Fairy, after the book was printed, Liu Yan kept this booklet and kept it in the study.

Comparing the two words of the flower book with the handwriting on this booklet, anyone with a discerning eye can see that it was written by one person.

Acquaintances.