"Really?"

"yes, have you ever heard of the dementia?" Zhu Chun's eyes were crooked.

"Is that the leader of the calligraphy and painting world?"

Xu Miaoyun can't help but be curious, he is crazy about calligraphy and painting, he is good at painting, especially the portrait of the worker, and the portrait of the person he paints, both form and spirit.

However, how can you talk about Zhu Di, and the eleventh prince will mention him? What does he have to do with Zhu Di? Could it be that this Zhu Di is an idiot, or an apprentice?

It is rumored that there is no need for the subject of the painting to sit dry, only between talking and laughing, you can observe the words and colors, memorize them silently, and only by closing your eyes and recalling the appearance and temperament of the person you paint can be fully expressed, vivid.

I don't know how many women want a painting that they have made for themselves, but few of them can see the real thing. Therefore, this person's painting has reached the point where it is difficult to find a thousand gold.

Because of the beauty and vividness of his paintings, the literati and artists gave him the name of an idiot.

"Yes, yes." Zhu Chun signaled to Xu Miaoyun awkwardly, and after Xu Miaoyun bent down to get closer, he leaned into Xu Miaoyun's ear and whispered: "I'll tell you secretly, this idiot is the fourth brother!" Don't tell anyone......"

When Xu Miaoyun heard this, she was startled, so I guessed, is this really the case? I really can't imagine that Zhu Di is a person who is good at painting portraits?

I can't help but think of Zhu Di, a ruthless prince, who has turned into a cream student, carrying a bookshelf on his back and painting people. Suddenly a whole chill, I don't dare to think, I don't dare to think, the picture is too scary!

In fact, Xu Miaoyun really thinks too much, although Zhu Di's portraits are famous all over the world, but in fact, his other paintings are also very extraordinary. The plum painting can be seen that the branches are strong, the calyx is scattered, and the rhyme is windy. The painting mountain can see the stone frost forest, the peaks and peaks are undulating, delicate and light.

It's just that in this period, there are many famous craftsmen, although Zhu Di's works are good but not exquisite, and this portrait is unique, especially very rare, so far Zhu Di has only made a portrait of one person, that is his biological mother concubine.

It's just that in the early years of the war, the painting of Concubine Yu was left out, and the reputation of the painter spread, and in the end, it became more and more intense, and the name spread all over the world, becoming an idiot that no one knew, but no one knew.

As for how the eleventh prince knew, it was a long story, so don't mention it.

Anyway, Xu Miaoyun felt that since she hugged her thighs, she had nothing to do with herself, and then obediently acted as a researcher and ink maid.

Zhu Di glanced at Xu Miaoyun with a cold face and slanted eyes, and then began to paint.

Xu Miaoyun smiled doggedly, and then continued to study the ink weakly, tiptoeing from time to time to peek.

Seeing this, Zhu Di couldn't help laughing, and deliberately made a mistake in his body.

It's a pity that Zhu Di is tall and covered by wide sleeves, Xu Miaoyun can't see what the painting is, and it seems to be a blurry scenery.

After a few times, knowing that Zhu Di deliberately didn't let him see it, Xu Miaoyun was also angry, if he didn't look at it, he wouldn't look at it, who was rare, so he put down the ink stone and chatted with Princess Qin.

Princess Qin has a bold personality, and Zhu Di has a life-saving grace for King Qin, this Princess Qin has specially thanked her before, and the two have a good conversation.

Zhu Di saw that Xu Miaoyun was angry like a kitten, so he just smiled and continued to paint quietly.

Not long after, everyone who was chatting happily heard Zhu Di say yes, and they all gathered around.

I saw a pool of lotus flowers in the painting, swaying and colorful, the lotus sparkling, the beads poured dew, it seems that just looking at the painting can smell the fragrance of the paper.

A woman in white sat sideways by the lotus pond, hibiscus in the distant mountains, with a graceful posture, a moth eyebrows, a clever smile, like a fairy in a flower, smart and light, at a glance, it was the same as a real person, as if Xu Miaoyun flew into the painting.

Everyone couldn't help but praise Zhu Di's painting again and again, and they all praised Zhu Di's paintings, and the ladies were even more envious.

The moment Xu Miaoyun saw the painting, she was stunned, is the person in this painting actually herself? But I've never sat alone in that gazebo, have I? The eyebrows, the look, and even the smile with a hint of eccentricity are exactly the same, Zhu Di can really get into the bones with only memory and imagination.

Of course, this is just a sigh, but more is a surprise, moving, in this situation, this painting seems to be more like a love story, flying into Xu Miaoyun's eyes and heart, suddenly her cheeks are hot, and her heart is beating.

"Yun'er, it's your turn." Zhu Di smiled at Xu Miaoyun.

Xu Miaoyun, who was in a daze in front of the painting, heard Zhu Di's cool and magnetic voice, so he raised his head to look at Zhu Di.

Zhu Di, who retreated from the condensation, was tall in a green shirt, bowed his head, and looked at himself gently, his eyes were soft and shining, which was indulgent.

"Fourth sister-in-law, it's your turn!" Zhu Chun was a little ghost with no eyesight, and when he saw Xu Miaoyun staring at Zhu Di directly, he didn't move for a long time, so he kindly reminded him.

At this time, Xu Miaoyun blushed, and hurriedly said embarrassedly: "What should I do?" ”

"Yun'er, it's time for you to write an inscription and say that you will perform together."

"Oh...... Oh oh......" Xu Miaoyun quickly turned around and picked up the pen, her thoughts were chaotic.

I think my jade son Yushu is in the wind, chic and dignified, why is he always cramped and uneasy when he sees Zhu Di, messing up his hands and feet, is it really one thing and one thing? And I'm still the one who was surrendered......

Everyone thought that Xu Miaoyun was contemplating with a pen, and they didn't bother, but after waiting for a long time, there was no movement.

Zhu Di looked down, okay, looking at this expression, he was in a daze again, "Yun'er, are you okay?" ”

"Oh, right away, right away."

Xu Miaoyun was woken up and hurriedly searched the Tang poems and Song lyrics stored in his head......