"Yan Qing, Yan Da Painter?!" Old Madam Shen was startled, and her voice was raised a few degrees.

Wen Jin nodded.

"Is there a huge painting hanging out there?"

"It may be smaller, after all, it is not a few days, and the painting is so big, there is no time." Wen Jin said.

It's okay to be smaller!

What a character Yan Qing is!

The emperor wanted to ask him to be the royal painter, and he rejected the character!

Now, as long as your own girls sign up, they can get Yan Qing's real handwritings?!

What an honor!

"It's okay to be small! Report! Sign them up now! "Old Madam Shen doesn't even have to go back and ask the juniors for their opinions.

She made a direct decision and registered all the maids who could take it at home.

"How did you invite Yan Qing to paint? I heard that he was very arrogant! Old Madam Shen was curious.

What kind of magical powers does her granddaughter-in-law have?

"Huh? I didn't invite him, he came on his own.

"He is an old friend of my master, and he asked my master to find him."

Wen Jin said honestly.

Old Madam Shen's jaw dropped in shock, ah?!

Didn't she ask Yan Qing for a relationship?

Did Yan Qingtuo find her and take the initiative to ask her to be a painter?!

Is the world crazy, or is she crazy?

Old Madam Shen was a little confused.

It was not only Mrs. Shen who was stunned, but then several ladies invited by Wen Jin came.

They had already seen the huge portrait outside, and they were secretly envious...... Who doesn't want to see their beauty and be recorded with a delicate brush?

Maybe it will be passed on to future generations!

Now I heard that even the famous Mr. Yan Qing is working as a painter here.

The ladies were even more envious...... If it is not allowed by age or status.

They all want to sign up - it's worth it just to get a new portrait!

What's more, they also saw that the emperor had inscribed a poem outside.

Those talented literati are even more eager to follow suit.

"I see that there are several poems in praise of the woman in the portrait!"

"And the hidden head and hidden tail poem, it's the girl's name!"

Who doesn't like to be praised by someone who writes poetry?

"Sign up, and a few of my daughters in my family also sign up...... Not to mention anything else, her piano skills are still very good! ”

"My girl's singing voice is amazing, and during the New Year's holidays, the lord always likes to ask her to sing!"

……

The concubines who have never been treated by their mothers-in-law are particularly favored by their mother-in-law at this time.

Some mothers-in-law even regret that they didn't train their own concubines well in the first place? After carefully teaching one or two talents, now there may be a chance to "become famous in the world"!

"Can it only be a concubine? Daughter-in-law...... Isn't it possible? A lady asked suddenly.

When everyone heard this, they were all silent.

Oh, yes! Portrait by Mr. Yan Qing...... Mr. Yan Qing's works are sought after all over the world!

It will be handed down to future generations, and it is basically a certainty!

And then there are the poems praised by those literati, because there are poems of the emperor in front of them.

They don't dare to write vulgar and explicit poems, they are very tactful and elegant.

Such a great opportunity...... Is it all left to the concubine? Daughter-in-law has no share?

Wen Jin smiled slightly, "It's not that the concubine can't succeed, but the concubine has a better way out, and she doesn't have to compete with these women."

"What's more, the concubine has always held her own identity, is lonely and arrogant, and she doesn't disdain this kind of competition when she wants to."

The lady nodded slightly, but she was thinking about it......

The status of her mother's family is not high, and her mother's daughter-in-law has difficulties if she wants to marry into a high family.

Not all the daughters of all families have a good chance to find a good family.

When she goes back, she must tell her brother and sister-in-law about it!

A concubine has a better chance than a concubine?!

I saw the battle of Wen Jin's event......

It's not just one or two people who think this way!

Old Madam Shen brought Wen Jin's meaning back to the Shen family, and immediately asked several concubines of the Shen family to clean up and dress up.

"Go to Hibiscus Garden! Now ask Mr. Yan to paint your portrait!

"Princess Huai said, time is urgent, and the portrait that Mr. Yan can draw is very limited!

"I relied on my old age and cheekily begged Princess Huai for mercy! Tell you to cut in line! Hurry up! ”

As soon as the concubines heard this, they wanted to go on stage to compete with the Qinglou women...... The ladies were dissatisfied.

Although they are concubines, they are also the blood of princes and nobles!

But I heard that when he appeared on such a stage, he would be known by high-ranking officials and nobles, and praised by the literati of Kyoto...... It's a little exciting.

Now listen to it again, the emperor inscribed a poem! Mr. Yan gives a portrait!

There are even other daughters who want to compete with them?

So what else is there to be reserved?

Rush! If you're late, you won't have a chance!

"What are they doing when they're dressed up so flamboyantly?" The third lady of the Shen family, Shen Xinlan couldn't help frowning when she saw the happy looks of the sisters.

The maid hurriedly inquired, "Miss Hui, they are going to the Furong Garden and ask Mr. Yan to paint a portrait!" ”

"Who? Mr. Yan? ”

"Yes, it's Mr. Yan Qingyan!"

Shen Xinlan glared slightly, "Did I hear it wrong or did you say it wrong?" Is that the author of the general's riding and archery map hanging in Daddy's study, Mr. Yan Qingyan? ”

The maid nodded heavily, "The slave is not wrong, and the young lady is not wrong!" ”

Shen Xinlan gasped and stared at the back of the sisters jumping on the carriage, she felt quite uncomfortable.

"That painting, daddy's baby looks like something, and he won't even let us touch it......

"Speaking of Mr. Yan Qing's works, it is hard to find, and his works are all masterpieces!

"They must be mistaken! How could Mr. Yan paint a portrait of a group of concubines?! ”

Even if it is painted by Mr. Yan, it should be painted for their proud daughters and daughters of these days!

"Prepare the car, I'll take a look!" Shen Xinlan said with a calm face.

Shen Xinlan followed the sisters to the Furong Garden.

Miao Tie and the others, who were guarding the door, thought that she was also the daughter of the Shen family, so they let her in.

Shen Xinlan came to the place where the painters painted...... She was stunned!

The ...... of these painters The woman in the painting is so beautiful!

The painting is not distorted, but it uses artistic techniques to magnify the beauty of the woman and weaken and dilute the shortcomings of the woman......

Many of the paintings have been completed and are drying on the shelves next to them.

There are also many painters who are working hard to write.

"It's so lively ahead! Miss, Mr. Yan seems to be there! The maid said.

Shen Xinlan walked quickly to take a look.

"Wonderful! It's a wonderful way to mix colors! ”

"The technique of outlining is even more superb, with a few brushstrokes, the charm of the beauty has jumped on the paper!"

"It's Mr. Yan! Teachable and teachable! ”

A group of painters, surrounding a man who is completely immersed in the world of his paintings.

The man didn't seem to hear what they were saying.

In his eyes, there is only the person he wants to paint, and his work......

"It's really Mr. Yan!"

Shen Xinlan stared at Mr. Yan's painting...... I can't help but sketch in my mind, if the painting is my own......

If your own portrait is passed down for centuries......

"Let him paint a portrait of me! Who is that? Why did Mr. Yan ask him to paint her? Shen Xinlan was indignant.

When she shouted like this, she immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Seeing this, the guards of King Huai's Mansion immediately stepped forward.

"This young lady, you have disturbed the order of the workshop, please leave immediately!" The guards of the Huaiwang Mansion said with a cold face.