I studied the herbs all the way, and when I came back to my senses, I found that I had walked to the gate of the palace, and when I first arrived, there were two carriages parked at the gate of the palace, one of which was decorated with a pink veil, and the horse in front was an ordinary brown horse. Vertices

After a while, the door of the palace opened, and Han Yunqian accompanied Beichen Ye out, followed by "Sister Zihan".

"Click" Mu Jiaren directly kneaded the Chinese medicine in his hand into powder, did he come to the palace early in the morning, or did he stay overnight after going in yesterday?

Mu Jiaren turned around and walked towards the inn, the original incident reappeared one by one, knowing that she was not qualified to question Beichen Ye, but she was really uncomfortable.

At this time, she seemed to understand what Yan Ruxue said, in the face of the person she loved, there was really no way to give it up to others.

I thought a lot along the way, and when I arrived at the inn, Mu Jiaren took out the previous painting tube, which was the one kicked into the water by Yan Ruxue.

At that time, the painter refused her compensation, but she still got the painting tube back.

The picture scroll inside has been flooded, and it is half-stained from the periphery to the middle, and it is vaguely obvious that he is painting a night scene on the river, that is, people boating and loitering.

Mu Jiaren stretched out her hand to stroke the painting, this person's painting skills are very outstanding, the portrait painting is lifelike, the most important thing is to convey the spirit, the greeting between the boatmen, the people on the boat are a little smiling, some are staring into the distance, some people on the bridge are in a hurry, some stop to watch, and there are two chasing children on the shore.

It's a pity that such a good painting is ruined, and it is reasonable for a man not to want it, and the painter's mood is different, so he can't paint the original one.

But it was a pity, so she took some money and went downstairs, found the nearest workshop, bought some paint and paper, and went back to copy the painting.

She is good at delicate landscapes, but fortunately she was there that day, so she saw the same night scene.

Mu Jiaren recalled while painting, and it took her two days to restore the painting.

With a long breath, he took a few steps back to observe this painting, and it seemed that there was a sound of selling in the streets and alleys, the sound of people greeting each other, the evening breeze, blowing the weeping willows on the shore, the only difference was that Mu Jiaren added two people.

One is the painter, and the other is the little guy next to him.

The painter stands with his back to his hands, wearing a narrow-brimmed yarn hat and a painting tube behind him, looking at the scenery by the river.

Mu Jiaren put away the picture scroll, and when she pushed open the window to ventilate, she found that it was drizzling outside.

She moved the table to the window, seemingly inspired by the painting, and Mu Jiaren wanted to paint another street scene, which could be regarded as a gift of compensation.

The two paintings were completed, and Mu Jiaren took them downstairs.

"What is the largest art studio in Beijing? Or the most visited art studio. ”

Mu Jiaren asked Xiao Er, Xiao Er thought for a while and said, "If it is the favorite place for painters, it should be Yunyi Pavilion, but they are not open today." ”

"Why?"

"Today's fourteenth, every fifteenth month, Yunyi Pavilion will hold a painting appreciation conference, so it is closed today."

"What are the requirements for the participants?"

"The participants in the painting exhibition are people who want to buy paintings, and as long as they are not the artists of the paintings on display, they can do it."

"Isn't the painter himself going?"

"There have been some unpleasant things before, some people's comments on paintings, the painter doesn't want to listen, or their paintings are sold to people who don't want to sell, in short, it's unpleasant."

"And now?"

"Now the artist himself does not participate, but just says his own requirements in advance, and after the painting appreciation conference begins, the paintings sold will choose buyers according to the artist's requirements, and there will be no contradiction from then on."

Mu Jiaren nodded.

"Do you want to see the paintings or buy them? If you want to buy, you must bring more money, many of the paintings in Yunyi Pavilion are very expensive, and the painters are proud to be able to sell paintings in Yunyi Pavilion. ”

"I'm just going to have a good time and get a long experience."

For a person like her, who is a family from all over the world, there is no place to hang any paintings she buys.

Asked for the place, and went to Yunyi Pavilion early the next morning.

Xiao Er said that it generally starts at the beginning of the hour and ends at the end of the hour, and then Yunyi Pavilion will invite all buyers to eat at the Zuixian Building.

The seats in the venue are naturally for buyers, so the other corners and corners are on a first-come, first-served basis.

When you come to the capital, you naturally want to have a good stroll, and maybe you can meet the painter last time.

Although the atmosphere in the capital is civilized, and women can enter and exit many places freely, she is really convinced of her lying gun physique, and she is always inexplicably involved, so this time she is disguised as an ordinary painter, with an ordinary appearance, wearing plain cotton clothes.

When I arrived at Yunyi Pavilion, there were already many people standing inside, the middle of the hall was surrounded by a fence, inside were ten tables of eight immortals, and the outer corridor and the second floor were for others to stand and watch.

Mu Jiaren looked at it, and the first floor was almost standing, so she went up to the second floor and found a place closer to stand.

After the painting appreciation meeting began, the boss of Yunyi Pavilion stepped forward to salute everyone, his name was Yun Zemo, in his early thirties, with a delicate appearance, Mu Jiaren wondered if he would also be a person from Yunshang Tianya Pavilion.

Although it is for sale 10 paintings, there will be 10 paintings on display for everyone to see.

The names and artists of the ten paintings were announced in advance, so many of them came here specifically for a certain painting.

The paintings inside are indeed very sophisticated, some of them are of secret scenes, some are from the hands of famous artists, some are focused on freehand, and some are attacking the narrative of the characters.

As Xiao Er said, each painting was sold for a very high price.

When the eighth one appeared, Mu Jiaren was stunned in place, is this okay?

Yun Zemo unfolded the scroll, and whispers began to be whispered below, and a table of people who had not bought a painting before also looked up and stared.

Yun Zemo said with a smile: "Although this painting has not been completed, everyone here must have heard of Yun Yazi." ”

"Painting the Holy Cloud Cliff?"

"Didn't you say that you had already closed your pen?"

"Yes, his wandering paintings rarely sell."

Mu Jiaren held her forehead, this is what she painted at the beginning, and she didn't know that Yun Yazi was actually a painting saint, although when she studied with him, she worked very hard, but she knew that his name was so big, and how good it was to keep the pictures he taught!

Yun Yazi really doesn't sell his paintings much, and he is mostly a wandering monk, and he teaches her for half a year, all of which are studied in the mountains.

Originally, he planned to use this painting to draw out the prince of Shuo, but then he forgot about it, and he told the studio at the time that he could sell it at the highest price after three months, but he had to record it.

"This painting is very similar to the painting style of Yunyazi's predecessors, especially the use of ink, and the blank clouds, which can be said to be the only one."

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