Hong Lianshuo carried his son up the stairs and went to the imperial study.

Standing outside the hall, the mother and son took off their straw sandals, and the gray feet rubbed against each other on the trouser legs, and the two pushed open the thick temple door in a squeaky sound.

The books that were drying in the imperial study had been put away, and the wooden floor was shiny enough to shake out the figures.

The slightly cool floor is very comfortable to step on.

"Mother, how do you draw it?" Hong Wangyue asked impatiently with a small face.

"Draw on the ground." Hong Lianshuo took out the white yarn silk and spread them directly on the ground.

I found a pen and an inkstone, and the ink had to be ground out first.

The yarn is a little soft unlike the paper, Hong Lianshuo instructed Hong Wangyue while grinding the ink, "Go get the paperweight on the table and press the yarn and don't let it run away." ”

"Hey!" Hong Wangyue ran to the bookcase, looked at the things on the bookcase, "uh......" looked back at Hong Lianshuo and said, "Mother, what is a paperweight." ”

Hong Lianshuo straightened up and looked at the Qilin Zijin paperweight on the table and said, "It's the yellow, orange and orange thing on it." ”

"Hey!" Hong Wangyue stretched out his hand to hold the paperweight and said, "Ah! So heavy! Holding his hands in his arms, "This is called a paperweight!" ”

"That's right! Press the edge, and the yarn will not run. Hong Lianshuo stretched out his hand and took the paperweight to press the corner of the yarn and said.

"This won't work! Run somewhere else. Hong Wangyue looked at the yarn silk road that was blown by the breeze.

"Take bamboo slips and press them." Hong Lianshuo searched around, his eyes fixed on the bamboo slips.

"Hey!" Hong Wangyue's little short legs ran back and forth, and pressed the four sides of the two-meter-wide and four-meter-long gauze silk with bamboo slips.

"Tired or not?" Hong Lianshuo looked at Hong Wangyue, who was panting and sweating, and asked.

"Not tired." Hong Wangyue sat on the ground with his buttocks, grabbing his sleeves with his little hands to wipe the dense sweat on his forehead!

"I really should let Sanya come over." Hong Lianshuo grinded ink and looked at the tired Hong Wangyue Road.

"I'm capable! You don't need Brother Mo to come. Hong Wangyue immediately said anxiously when he heard this.

"Don't worry, don't worry." Hong Lianshuo roared anxiously and smiled, "Hard work son, thirsty or not?" Untie the water bladder on your waist and say, "Give me a drink." ”

Hong Wangyue crawled over, took the water bladder, opened the wooden stopper, and poured a few big mouthfuls of goodong, goodong.

"My mother is so big, how do you draw it?" Hong Wangyue's big black grape-like eyes looked at the big gauze silk road.

"That's it!" Hong Lianshuo saw that the ink was almost grinding, took a brush dipped in ink, knelt in front of the yarn and began to paint.

The lines flowed with the tip of the pen, and Hong Wangyue's eyes widened wider and wider, and he recognized it at a glance, "This is not the place we just passed." ”

"yes!" Hong Lianshuo said without raising his head.

"It's the same as the real thing." Hong Wangyue's eyes widened and his small mouth kept admiring, "Ah! Yes! "It's just that there is a lack of words, only exclamations!

"Don't stand, sit down and watch." Hong Lianshuo raised his clear eyes and looked at him stupidly.

"Oh!" Hong Wangyue sat down cross-legged, his hands on his cheeks, and his eyes stared at the tip of his nose in Hong Lianshuo's hand without blinking.

In this painting, Hong Lianshuo painted directly until the sunset, then slowly put away the pen, sat down, let out a long breath, and rubbed his numb knees.

"Mother, are you tired?" Seeing this, Hong Wangyue got up and walked over to look at her and said.

"It's fine!" Hong Lianshuo rubbed his wrist again and said, "I haven't done it for a long time, and I'm really uncomfortable." ”

"I said the sun has set, why are you still ......" Lin Nanzheng's familiar voice stopped abruptly.

"Take off your shoes when you come in." Hong Lianshuo looked back and hurriedly said, the shoes were dirty, and the floor was full of dirt.

Lin Nanzheng hurriedly took off his shoes, walked over in three or two steps, and stammered, "This is ...... You drew it. ”

"yes!" Hong Lianshuo replied with a smile.

"That's too true, isn't it?" Lin Nanzheng shouted, "Capture the tiger, capture the tiger, you are really not exaggerating." ”

"I'll just say it!" Han Baohu took off his shoes and walked in and said, "I can't lie to you." "It's still shocking to see it again!

"With it, I have a preliminary concept in my heart, and if I want to be accurate, I have to come to the scene to measure and calculate." Hong Lianshuo's warm black eyes looked at them and said.

"It's already good, it's a much clearer and more intuitive way to see the whole picture." Lin Nanzheng sincerely admired, suddenly stared at her with wide eyes and said excitedly, "Hong ...... Hong Niangzi, this ...... This ......"

"Don't worry, take your time." Hong Lianshuo looked at him in a hurry, and his voice couldn't come out.

Lin Nanzheng calmed down, calmed down and looked at her and said, "What I want to say is that your drawing skills are ...... used in military affairs."

Hong Lianshuo chuckled when he heard this, "I remember the route we went hunting clearly, just waiting to draw it out and see how to deploy it." ”

"Oops!" Lin Nanzheng paced back and forth excitedly, rubbing his hands.

"Why are you so excited?" Hong Lianshuo looked at him incomprehensibly and said, this drawing is not very difficult for him!

Hong Lianshuo's dark eyes looked at him and suddenly asked, "How did you draw this military map?" ”

"It's not as realistic as you." Han Baohu pursed his lips and looked around the imperial study, walked to the screen, and went around to the back, "I really found it." Turning around and looking at Lin Nanzheng, "Come over and help." ”

"Oh!" Lin Nanzheng walked over, "What are you doing?" ”

Lin Nanzheng looked at the embroidery on it and said, "The flowers on this side have been cut down." ”

"Look inside." Han Baohu lifted the messy painting outside and started directly, tear it, tear it.

"Yutu?" Lin Nanzheng said in surprise.

Hong Lianshuo stood up and walked over, and the two had already carried the screen and changed their faces.

"It's that simple?" Hong Lianshuo looked at him in disbelief and said, simple thick lines, marking mountains, rivers, and cities......

"It's that simple, if you don't know, you don't know the specific direction." Han Baohu looked at her helplessly and said.

"Is the map in this city that simple?" Hong Lianshuo asked curiously, "It should be very detailed!" ”

"Detailed! Compared with mountains and rivers, castles are much smaller and easier to draw. Han Baohu raised his eyes and looked around at the imperial study, "Especially this Weiyang Palace, there are detailed drawings on the front, side, above and below. ”

"Of course, the place where the emperor lives, naturally can't be sloppy." Hong Lianshuo snorted coldly and said sarcastically.

"Uh......" Lin Nanzheng was speechless for a while, and asked curiously, "Who did Lady Hong learn this drawing skill from?" ”