The whirlwind behind the bead curtain hesitated for a moment, and then smiled lightly: "The master said so, how can the little woman refuse." After that, Yingying got up, and the maid ring next to her lifted the bead curtain, and a face that captivated the country and the city appeared in front of everyone.

Green silk high plate, jade flour cheeks, apricot eyes and nose, cherry mouth, although it is a plain clothes, but the brilliance looms, walking like a weak willow to support the wind, looking forward to the beautiful eyes, extremely beautiful.

She bit her lower lip lightly, showing a little playfulness, but more of an inviolable dignified, her eyes swept to the people in the building, and walked to the monk's side indifferently, keeping a distance of three steps from him, lightly blessed, and said gently: "Please let the little girl look at the painting." ”

The monk laughed, opened the scroll, and for a moment, everyone was stunned, the painting was a woman, the woman stepped on the attic, pushed the window to see the street scene, the woman's eyes flashed a trace of expectation, like a bird in a cage, the figure of Na leaned against the window, and the corners of her mouth smiled.

The most amazing thing is that the woman in the painting, the Xuan Diaphragm is exactly the same, as if the whole person flew into the painting, this monk claims to have never seen the Xuan Diaphragm, but why the woman in the painting is so similar to the Xuan Diaphragm, but it is a thought-provoking.

The monk laughed and said: "Miss Lang'er, the contemptible name is Dakong, as early as in Tokyo, I heard a friend describe the appearance of the young lady, so with imagination, I made this painting for Miss Yan'er, I don't know if the young lady is satisfied?" As soon as he finished speaking, a pair of eyes looked at Xuan'er, eager to swallow her in one gulp.

Xuan Er'er bit her lip and chuckled: "The master's painting, Yan'er likes it very much." ”

Dakong looked even more proud, and said: "I heard that if anyone likes Miss Yan'er, he can become the guest of the young lady, I don't know if this is true or not." ”

Dakong's words immediately attracted a lot of abuse, and they all said: "What a crazy monk, you are a monk, but you still dare to make a mistake here, and you want to be a guest of the scene, you are also worthy?" ”

Xuan Yan'er smiled and didn't answer, but as if she was out of the matter, she just looked at others with a smile and scolded.

Shen Ao witnessed the stunning face of this Xuan Er, and his heart couldn't help but waver, but then, he smiled again, there is nothing wrong with Xuan Er's stunning appearance not under Zhen Zhen, but this does not mean that Shen Ao will bow down under her pomegranate skirt, the beauty has seen a lot, Shen Ao has aesthetic fatigue, the four ladies in the family, which one of them is a celestial, if he wants him to give birth to a strange woman, there is really a certain degree of challenge.

The words of this big empty man made Shen Ao lift his spirits, and thought to himself, it is interesting for Oiran to meet a monk, look at how this whirlwind ends. But then, Shen Ao found that Xuan Yan'er didn't say a word, but just smiled beside him, causing the people in the room to reprimand Dakong one after another, and even worse, some people rolled up their sleeves, and Dakong had a posture of throwing Dakong out of Qingle Fang.

Shen Ao looked at Xuan Er's eyes, those eyes were dark and clear, but the expression contained was like a smile rather than a smile, Shen Ao felt a pang in his heart, thinking: "This Xuan Er'er is only afraid that it is not simple, she uses her strength with this hand, but she uses it perfectly." ”

Dakong laughed, and said fearlessly: "Hmph, what are you yelling about, if you have the ability, you can also draw a picture to open the eyes of Miss Yan'er and the Sprinkle family." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, several scholars immediately came out to compete with him, but Xuan'er still seemed to be smiling, neither encouraging nor refusing, as if he admired the scene of many people fighting for her.

Several scholars have raised their sleeves, called people to the four treasures of the above room, and began to paint, some in one go, some hesitated to raise the pen, I don't know how much time passed, finally all the paintings were finished, the monks went to see the painting one by one, pointed to this and said: "Haha, are you painting a girl?" Hmph, a jade person like Miss Yan'er, but you painted it as a little jasper......"

"Tut, this is also called a lady picture, my brother can't even master the layout and use a pen, and he dares to come to the class to get an axe......"

These few scholars are based on righteous indignation, and full of hope to gain the favor of Xuan Er, blood surged, one by one to compete with the monk, now that the painting is finished, by the monk a point, suddenly feel ashamed, secretly look at Xuan Er, but Xuan Er'er is the beautiful eyes fell to the red candle in the distance, disdain for them.

I would have turned my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch! Probably this is the current mood of these scholars.

Several scholars were full of shame, and one by one they hung their heads and left with their tails between their legs.

Seeing this, Dakong became more and more proud, and smiled at Xuan Er: "Miss Yan'er, we don't care about these laymen, why don't we invite the Sprinkle family to the boudoir to talk about joy with candles?" ”

Xuan Yan'er frowned and said, "The little woman admires the master's painting skills, but if there is anything to say, can't you say it here?" ”

Dakong said angrily: "I came from Tokyo this time to talk with Yan'er at night, and I don't care about other things!" He clenched his casserole-sized fist, startling everyone.

In an instant, a little tear flashed in Xuan Yan'er's eyes, twitched slightly, his shoulders shrugged, Chu Chu took a step back pitifully, and said, "The master is really strong and difficult." ”

She looked so lonely and helpless, but all men couldn't help but want to hold her in their arms and comfort her, Ye Luding frowned, and was about to come forward, but someone laughed and said: "The great monk dares to speak out of his mouth when he makes such a picture?" Hmph, I'm going to ask for advice. The person who spoke came out, and this man was wearing a fur jacket, with a scruffy beard, a bald head, pinching his crooked beard, and not looking at the monk, and said to the human: "Bring pen and ink." ”

Yeluheng concentrated, dipped the pen in ink, and then began to put down the pen, his painting technique is quite borrowed from the style of Central Asia, although the brush is used, after the pen is delicate to the extreme, while looking at the spiral, sometimes depicting her posture, the layout of the whole painting is also very meticulous, like layers of roof tiles, sparkling and orderly, people, scenes, coloring is distinct, what is more amazing is that from beginning to end, his left hand is on the back of the waist, just one hand painting.

According to common sense, painting is one-handed, but for those who know how to do it, it is not easy, because painting is a more difficult thing, one-handed painting, people are easy to lose their balance, and the effect of painting will inevitably be greatly reduced.

After half an hour, Yeluheng exhaled, put down the pen, and everyone stretched out their necks to look, and immediately praised it.

Ye Lu Heng's painting is more reasonable than the layout of the big space, but also more delicate, the beauty leans in front of the window sill, the scenery in front of the window sill echoes with the beauty, the whole painting, it seems to be alive, the contrast between the scenery and the characters is extremely stark, on the one hand is the beauty of the longing, on the other hand is the gorgeous and colorful world, the beauty eyes stretch out into the distance, as if over the countless Qionglou flowers and trees, until the end of the line of sight.

This painting is more infectious, and inside and outside the painting, there is a sadness of forced laughter.

Yeluheng raised his chin slightly to Dakong and said proudly: "Stinky monk, what else do you have to say?" ”

Dakong looked at his painting, knowing that he had met a master, he was speechless for a while, stomped his feet, and snorted coldly: "Sprinkle family skills are not as good as people, boy, you are powerful." With that, he turned around and walked away.

Ye Luheng sneered at the monk's back: "Han dog is nothing more than that. ”

This sentence of Han Dog suddenly replaced the joy of driving away the big empty with more anger, and a reader said: "Brother Tai, what are these words, that is, when Emperor Taizong was here, he once said that the Khitan and the Han people were the pillars of the Liao State, and they were indispensable. Taizong not only just talked, but also specially ordered the establishment of the Han Er Division, promoted Han officials, set up the North and South Courtyards, and gave preferential treatment to scholars......"

This person quoted scriptures endlessly, and was full of fascination when he talked about Liao Taizong, but Yeluheng didn't have time to break with him, and interrupted with a sneer: "Han'er is Han'er, don't you forget, it's our Khitan people who rule you, what does it have to do with you?" ”

The scholar's face turned pale and he said, "Even so, what you are talking about now is not Chinese, isn't Fang Cai's painting also a Chinese painting?" The pen, ink, paper, and inkstone used by Brother Tai are all from our Han people, but why do you look down on Han people so much? ”

Yelu Heng said proudly: "Although I use Han pen, ink, paper and inkstone, but among the people here, who has a better painting than me?" The country has its own descendants, and now it is the world of my Khitans; If anyone is not convinced, they can compare with me. ”

When he said this, the scholar couldn't entangle with him anymore, and the others also showed shame, Yeluheng's paintings, they knew that they could never compare.

Seeing that no one dared to squeak, Yeluheng turned to Xuan Er'er with a smile and said: "Miss Lang'er, although you are a Han person, you are ten times better than those Han dogs. ”

He pretended to be dashing, and there was an unstoppable smile on his face.

Just as he was about to lift the chin of the whirlwind, and the whirlwind was about to hide, a violent cough came from the back of Yeluheng's head.

Yeluheng looked back angrily, only to see a Han scholar coughing desperately, the most intolerable thing for him was that this scholar finished coughing, and actually showed a sneer of disdain at him, Yeluheng shouted: "It's another Han dog." ”

Shen Ao straightened his waist and said slowly: "Which Khitan dog is barking in front of me." ”

Shen Ao's words made many people worry about him, it is common for Khitan people to scold Han people, but it is rare for Han people to scold Khitan people, not to mention adding the word Khitan in front of the word dog, isn't this up to the Khitan emperor and down to the Khitan nobles to scold him?

Ye Luding, who was standing beside Shen Ao, was stunned for a moment, and then a trace of displeasure flashed, and he moved his mouth, and finally decided to stand by and watch.

Xuan Yan'er glanced at Shen Ao and sighed, obviously having some interest in Shen Ao's boldness, but this interest did not last long, his clear eyes were slightly suffocated, and then he returned to his original state, still smiling.

Yeluheng was furious and said, "You are so bold, do you know who I am? Know what this place is? ”

Shen Ao sat on the table and chair, drank the tea on the table slowly, and said calmly: "Who are you who is my, could it be that you are lost on the street, I still have to ask who your master is?" And why did they let you out and bite people? ”

Yeluheng laughed angrily and said, "I don't know whether you are dead or alive, it depends on when you are flamboyant." ”

Shen Ao said confrontedly: "Flim tongue is my specialty, don't you know this Khitan dog?" But, haha, you Khitan are about to ruin the country, but you are still very hard-mouthed. He stretched, and then said, "I will not be accompanied, and I will take my leave." "Anyway, stand up and leave, for him, there are countless such Khitans, they tremble in front of the Jin people, but they have a different face to the Han people under their rule, and he really has no interest in playing tricks with these people.

Yeluheng laughed: "I want to go, it's not so easy!" You dog, do you dare to compete with me? ”

Shen Ao asked lazily, "I don't know what to compare?" ”

Yeluheng took his hand and said arrogantly: "There is nothing wrong with the invention of Qinqi, calligraphy and painting by the Han people, but I think that when it comes to calligraphy and painting, the Han people are not better than the Khitans." ”

Shen Ao smiled: "Do you want to compare calligraphy and painting?" ”

Yeluheng smiled fiercely: "What, don't you dare? ”

Shen Ao sighed and said disdainfully: "Forget it, bullying a person like you, it's not martial, I'm not interested." ”