As soon as these words came out, everyone turned their heads in shock.

"Young Master Yu?"

However, Li Chengjiu only lowered his eyes and didn't see this person clearly, but when he saw Yu Shishuang standing out from the side, he raised his hand and grabbed this person's arm.

Yu Gongzi is slightly fluted.

Then I felt a pain in my scalp, and my body was pulled up out of thin air.

In the next second, everyone's eyes widened, and seeing Yu Shishuang grabbing Yu Gongzi's hair was an over-the-shoulder fall.

There was a loud bang.

The whole floor trembled.

Suddenly, there was silence in the room.

Everyone swallowed silently and subconsciously took a step back.

However, Yu Shishuang clapped his hands, then turned around and nodded softly and said with a smile:

"The prince smiled, his younger brother suffers from brain disease, don't be like him."

"Uh......"

Lee Seung-koo was speechless.

This girl is both civil and military.

But he was just about to say that it was okay, but he saw Yu Gongzi lying on the ground and was about to get up, but Yu Shishuang raised his eyebrows, and went up with a kick, and then glared fiercely, Yu Gongzi didn't even dare to let go of a fart, and obediently lay back again.

"Uh......"

Speechless again.

The crowd took a step back again.

It is said that it is necessary to beat the younger brother as soon as possible, and it seems that the Yu family is the opposite.

Li Chengjiu also swallowed his saliva, and then carefully tilted his head to Zhang Muxue and asked in a low voice:

"They...... What family? ”

Zhang Muxue sneered, and when she saw Yu Shishuang throwing her gaze, she also glared at her fiercely.

Yu Shishuang stuck out her little tongue, but she didn't need Zhang Muxue to explain, she stepped forward and said:

"Back to the prince, my father Yu Chenghai is the general of Dingyuan in southern Xinjiang, and the eldest brother Yu Shirui is serving as a seven-grade lieutenant under my father, and this one on the ground is my brother Yu Shicheng, and he has something wrong with his brain."

Li Chengjiu was shocked when he heard this.

After searching the memories of the former host, he asked with some uncertainty:

"What is the relationship between Captain Yu Zhongyi and you?"

Yu Shishuang's expression was obviously restrained when he heard this, and then he said, "That's the little girl's grandfather." ”

Li Chengjiu was stunned.

The Yu clan is a loyal and good general, but he didn't expect to be guarding in southern Xinjiang.

the groove.

Is my dad making people look at me?

Suddenly felt a chill down her spine, but Yu Shishuang didn't know what the prince thought, otherwise she really wanted to say: "Lord Wang, you think too much......"

A simple episode caused Shen He to dare not speak out for a long time.

looked at Yu Shishuang a little suddenly.

In fact, he was able to come to southern Xinjiang because he was called by Yu Shicheng.

Originally, when I saw Yu Shishuang for the first time, I fell in love, thinking that my eldest should become a family.

Moreover, after Yu Shishuang is a loyal general, the old man has not yet returned to the field, and he is still an official in the court, if he can marry her home, then his status in the family will definitely rise.

But now it seems that it is still important to save your life.

Eventually, the atmosphere in the house eased.

Everyone once again turned their attention to Lee Seung-koo.

After all, Yu Shicheng had already said what everyone was thinking just now, although he had stopped cooking, he still wanted to see how the prince should deal with it.

Li Chengjiu first glanced at Shen He.

Only then did he snort and asked, "Do you really want to see how this king paints?" ”

Shen He pondered for a moment, and finally nodded fiercely.

"Please give me some advice."

Of course, he didn't do this willingly, he still wanted to see how your rogue King Jiang slapped himself in the face.

Lee Seung-koo chuckled.

Fu Ji pinched the corner of the rice paper.

shook his head, then turned to Zhang Muxue and said, "Do you have charcoal here?" ”

I have seen this thing in the Ershan family, and many ancient craftsmen will use this thing as a marker.

Zhang Muxue shook her head, but still turned around and told the guy to find some charcoal and come back.

There are a lot of shops around, so it's not hard to find a few charcoal pens.

However, in the time of a stick of incense, the man brought seven or eight small black sticks of different lengths to the prince.

Li Chengjiu casually picked one up and rubbed it in his hand.

It's okay, it works.

"By the way, who is the owner here?" , turned his head and asked.

When Zhang Muxue heard this, she replied: "Back to the prince, the little girl is." ”

"Oh," Li Chengjiu replied, then pointed to a white wall and said, "Can this king paint on this wall?" If the painting is damaged, this king will repair it for you. ”

Everyone was stunned when they heard this.

Painting on the wall?

Are you serious?

However, Zhang Muxue smiled, "The prince invites me, the little girl will leave this masterpiece in the pavilion." ”

"Heh, you are so relieved of this king? Aren't you afraid I'll ruin the painting? ”

"What's the matter? Out of the hand of the king, it will be the best. ”

Hey, this little mouth, it's so sweet.

Li Chengjiu smacked his lips, "Okay, come here." ”

"Huh?" Zhang Muxue sighed lightly.

Seeing that the prince didn't explain, he went straight to the white wall, thinking that he was going to help him, so he hesitated for a moment and followed.

However, Li Chengjiu chose a place and found a chair for her to sit on.

Zhang Muxue was surprised, "Could it be that the prince wants to paint himself?" ”

muttered in his heart, and his cheeks were unnaturally flushed.

Looking at the prince again, I saw that he took a deep breath, raised the charcoal in his hand and drew a circle on the wall.

Everyone leaned forward, looking at the circle for some reason.

"What do you want to paint? Why can't I read it? ”

"I don't know, huh? Why do you still draw a cross in the circle? ”

"Draw the bottom again, what are you doing with a straight line at the bottom of the wall?"

"The prince can't be scribbling, right?"

"I really don't see it at all."

“……”

Everyone whispered, but Li Chengjiu was unmoved, his expression was solemn, as if he had entered a certain state, and the charcoal pen in his hand flew like a dragon and a phoenix, without a moment's interruption.

Soon, a white wall was filled with chaotic lines and no pattern.

caused everyone to look confused again.

How much does this mean?

Trick us?

Shen He was also a little dazed at first, but after a few more glances, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled.

sneered in his heart, "Hmph, this son has studied art for many years, but he has never seen such a painting." ”

Chinese painting pays attention to an artistic conception, the heart turns with the pen, each stroke must be done in one go, just right, and the pen is lifted and put away freely.

And look at the prince's technique.

Left and right, it's not as good as peeing in the snow when I was a child.

Isn't this pure painting of loneliness?

Hmph, Jiang Wang Lao Jiu, this son is waiting for you to laugh, hahahahaha.

Thinking of this, Shen He raised his head again, his original unhappy mood was swept away, and he seemed to have already seen the result, just waiting for the king of Xinjiang to lose his ugliness.

Of course, although everyone's slander and discussion are not loud, they can also reach Li Chengjiu's ears.

But Li Chengjiu didn't bother to care about these at all, and finishing the manuscript in proportion was the beginning of real creation.

What did he draw?

Sketch? No.

Freehand? No.

Abstract? Not even more.

After all, the pure sketch is too realistic, and the picture is tough, which is not suitable for the decoration style of a Chinese tea pavilion.

And freehand is what these people are good at, and it's not interesting to draw it.

Of course, not to mention abstraction, no one can understand it.

So he thought about it and thought about it, and finally decided that it would be better to draw a cartoon, a pure Chinese style character portrait caricature.

Since the store belongs to Zhang Muxue, let's paint her.

Li Chengjiu was also interested, and he entered an immersive state of creation while painting.

It's like an outburst of inspiration, with no sound in my ears and only charcoal in my eyes.

Stroke after stroke, pen in place.

As time passed, the composition of the whole picture soon became apparent.

It wasn't until he began to refine the facial features of the characters that everyone suddenly gasped.

This......

What genre is it?!!!