In other words, the monk called Dakong, Shen Ao would only watch from the wall, and he should just watch the excitement. But when Yeluheng came out, he even scolded him, and then looked inside the house, many Han businessmen and scholars saw this Khitan people, just like a mouse saw a cat, although Shen Ao was silent, but there was a little sadness in his heart, the so-called slave of the dead country, I am afraid that this is the case.

No matter how many tricks change, what Manchu and Han are one, it is said that goodwill, Khitan and Han'er rule the world together, how dazzling it is, in the end it still can't escape the essence, the Khitan people are the masters, and the Han'er is the ruler.

Shen Ao obviously didn't have the consciousness of being a man here, and his words made Ye Luheng jump to his feet with anger, his face was cloudy, don't look at a good painting he made, but his heart is inevitably smaller, staring at Shen Ao fiercely, silent for a moment: "I also said that you have any real skills, it turns out that you can flamboyate your tongue, if you want to get out, get out!" ”

Shen Ao said without being shocked or angry: "This is your mistake, if you tell me to get out, I'll get out?" Among the Han people, he is just a small scholar, and his name is not well-known, but when it comes to painting, he is a little higher than the Khitan talent and dog, hey, since you want to compare, then compare better. ”

Shen Ao sighed, very reluctantly, moved a small stool, and said to Xuan Er, "Miss Yan'er, can you let the students take a closer look?" ”

Xuan Yan'er glanced at Shen Ao with great interest, as if she was impressed by his courage, and was also eager to see how capable this young man who came forward, so she looked at Shen Ao with a blessing and said, "Please ask the son to teach." ”

Shen Ao moved a small stool and sat on the stool, facing Xuan'er, and his eyes looked directly at Xuan'er.

The person who paints like this is also surprised, many people secretly slander in their hearts, this guy is very good at things, ask him to paint a picture of Miss Yan'er, he actually moved a small stool to see people, this look, and he is not going to leave.

These ordinary people naturally don't understand that Shen Ao is dedicating himself to art, and if he wants to paint, the first thing he needs to find is feeling.

Shen Ao was just looking for a feeling now, looking at Xuan Er, he couldn't help but exclaim: "Miss Yan'er is really a celestial posture, her hands are like soft wattles, her skin is like clotted fat, her collar is like a grub, her teeth are like a rhinoceros, and her head is like a moth eyebrow." Clever smile, beautiful eyes. The beauty described in the Book of Songs seems to be sung for Miss Yan'er. ”

Xuan Yan'er chuckled and said, "Childe is polite. ”

It's just that her words didn't attract Shen Ao's answer, and Xuan Yan'er found out that Shen Ao looked at herself dementedly, Fang Cai's words were not said to herself, and she couldn't help but smile, she felt that this scholar was a little different from others, and she saw him and Yelu Heng arguing, and there was an aura all over his body, but now, he just looked at her directly, his eyes were sometimes dull, sometimes clear, and nothing else.

If it were someone else, Shen Ao's behavior would be extremely frivolous and rude, but Xuan Ao'er couldn't get angry, because seeing Shen Ao's dejected appearance, it didn't make people feel indecent at all.

Time passed little by little, everyone in the building quieted down, Ye Luheng held his hands, and waited coldly for Shen Ao to paint, but Xuan Yan'er was a little uncomfortable.

The cold wind outside the building whined, the snow drifted, all over the sky, immediately someone carefully closed the window, the wind and snow were blocked outside, at this time, Shen Ao suddenly stood up, walked to the side of the case to catch the pen, held the pen and ink, the wrist danced gently, the pen walked the dragon and snake, did not stop.

Shen Ao's demeanor when painting, the same as that of Fang Cai'er, from the layout to the pen, are slightly frowned, there is a clear and selfless seriousness in the eyes, this seriousness, as if anything outside the painting is no longer important, the wind and snow, the beauty, the wine, the guests everything has become unimportant, I saw him engrossed in the ink, constantly using the pen to outline a wonderful silhouette on the paper, his eyes are shining, focused and engrossed, the pen is constantly swimming, the muscles of the whole body seem to be cooperating with this pen, The end of the pen changed various postures, under the shadow of the lamp, his sideburns were a little wet, a drop of sweat attached to the pores, gathered into a line of sweat marks and fell to the tip of the tall nose, crystal sweat dripped down the tip of the nose, this subtle change made Xuan Er'er can't help but sigh, for fear that this sweat will stain Shen Ao's pen.

Sweat fell on the painting, Shen Ao paid attention to it, wiped the sweat, lowered his head to look at the painting again, the sweat had fallen on the painting, and gradually began to render, where the rendering, the ink began to blur, Shen Ao just smiled, and lifted the pen lightly on the sweat, only this, as if it had the effect of turning decay into magic, sweat mixed with ink, turned into a fluttering dress, a little blurry, but extremely smart.

Xuan Yan'er sighed, continued to look at the painting, and her cheeks couldn't help but blush a little, thinking to herself, this scholar has a fascinating temperament when he paints.

It was only at this time that Xuan Yan'er couldn't help but look at Shen Ao's appearance. The scholar was seven feet tall and thin, wearing a purple robe embroidered with green stripes and a cream-white placket with a bright silk surface. The robe was turned upside down and tucked into the white jade belt around his waist, and white deerskin boots were worn on his feet to facilitate horseback riding. The jet-black hair was neatly combed on the top of the head, nestled in a delicate white jade crown, and a pale green silk crown hung from both sides of the jade crown, and a flowing knot was tied at the lower forehead.

His complexion was very white and greasy under the shadow of the lamp, like most literati; Because the skin is white and greasy, the handsome facial features look very distinct, especially the clear eyes, there is a faint breath of pride, this kind of pride from the heart makes people can't help but take a look at it, but when they look at it again, Xuan Yan'er feels a little rude, and quickly reins in his mind and goes to see Shen Ao's paintings.

Shen Ao breathed a sigh of relief, then put the pen down, and said, "It's done." ”

In the painting, a woman looks at the moon in the sky, the moon is bright and flawless, hanging high in the air, lonely and poignant, the woman leans in front of the window, a pair of eyes are clear and lonely, the whole person wants to fly lightly, just like the fairy Chang'e who is about to rise into the sky this month, looking at the moon yearningly, the eyes are flowing, not happy or sad, the moving figure is elegant like a fairy, but there is an unspeakable sadness, rendered in everyone's heart.

Xuan Qi'er couldn't help but sigh slightly, and said, "What a picture of Chang'e running to the moon." ”

Shen Ao said: "Although it is Chang'e running to the moon, isn't it Miss Yan'er who painted it?" ”

Xuan Er's delicate body shook slightly, and she hurriedly wiped the fine sweat on her forehead with a handkerchief to hide her mood at this time.

Ye Lu Heng looked at the painting, his face was pale, he was quite proficient in painting, how could he not know Shen Ao's talent, this painting from the layout, has been very different from his own painting, in the spatial processing of the picture, Shen Ao changed the past painting in the people are larger than the mountain, the underwater capacity, the arrangement of trees, just like the outstretched arm cloth refers to the disproportionate situation, especially the layout of the moon when the sky, not only does not lose the truth, but also has a sense of contrast between the eyes and the moon, although the whole painting has a pavilion, there is a lonely mountain outline in the distance to add color to the painting, but only need to be eyed, It doesn't matter what flowers are red and green, what lonely mountain vistas are, the whole painting shows just a beauty and an empty moon, people and the moon reflect each other, although there are many scenes, but the theme is clear.

Look at the brush of the whole painting, both bold and delicate, delicate, the beauty will be devoted to the moon with all her heart, this kind of mountains and green water are empty, only the full moon is lonely, people can't help but feel a little sad.

On the surface, this is a person and a round of moon, but it is full of the sadness of the beauty.

Yeluheng snorted coldly and said, "Han'er really has a smart person, okay, I have seen it today, but ......" He then sneered, looked at Shen Ao directly, and said, "You just called me a Khitan dog, didn't you?" Do you know that in my Daliao, insulting the Khitans is a felony, and you will need to have thirty rods and be distributed to the army. ”

When everyone saw Shen Ao's painting, they knew that there were people outside the people, and there were mountains outside the mountain.

A trace of worry flashed in Xuan Yan'er's eyes, holding a sweat towel, and her eyes winked at Shen Ao, signaling him to leave this place quickly.

Shen Ao smiled as if no one was around, and said, "What? Will you cure my sins? ”

Ye Luheng sneered again and again, and snorted heavily: "If you are a peddler pawn, of course I won't mind, but you have just insulted the Khitans, and you have such talent, I am afraid that in the future, it will inevitably be a disaster. ”

He suddenly said a Khitan word, and immediately a Khitan man who came with him came over, Yeluheng whispered a few words to him, and the Khitan man turned around and left, obviously Yeluheng asked this person to report to the official.

The people in the building were worried about Shen Ao, and even Xuan Yan'er couldn't help but be gloomy at the moment, and said to Yeluheng: "Since the distinguished guest is here to have fun, why bother, this son is just joking, please raise your noble hand, just look at the thin surface of Yan'er?" ”

Yeluheng laughed arrogantly, stared at Xuan Er's crisp breasts unabashedly, and said explicitly: "It's not bad for me to come to play, but I can't have fun, and I will inevitably find trouble with others, can Miss Yan'er let me have fun?" ”

Knowing what Yeluheng's words meant, Xuan'er took a small step back and was silent.

Shen Ao smiled, sat back in his place, but he didn't look anxious at all, and said, "Okay, I want to see who can have fun tonight." He held up the teacup and said to Jerodin, "Let's drink tea." ”

Yeluding sighed, Shen Ao gave him a look and told him that he had better not interfere in today's affairs, he wanted to persuade a few words, and quietly revealed Shen Ao's identity to Yeluheng, but Yeluheng's empty-eyed appearance made Yeluding angry, the country was ruined and the family was about to die, and the unscrupulous descendants of this clan were still competing with others and jealous.