But it is also understandable, after all, she came with confidence to take the concubine, and a group of young talents around her to help, and she wanted better people to help her create more favorable conditions. Ｘ

However, Yang Yuhuan came to him, and now he has found Song Lian, he can't accept this kind of woman, this kind of woman is in the twilight, if anyone wants to dig out their hearts with this kind of person, it is himself who suffers after all.

But it's okay like this, at least let him see clearly what kind of woman Yang Yuhuan is, no matter how beautiful she is, this kind of person can't be befriended.

Although Song Lian was displeased with Yang Yuhuan's approach, he ...... His painting skills in the red dust of the Qinglou are still very good, lingering in the Fengyue place all the year round, he has long been familiar with the heart, all kinds of charming women, all kinds of amorous gestures, he has the confidence to paint vividly.

Yang Yuhuan asked softly, "I don't know Gongzi Song...... Do you have any confidence in the painting skills competition for a while?"

Song Lian nodded and said: "If you want to talk about other piano and chess books, I may not be able to compare with Brother Gao, Brother Yang and Brother Shi, but if you want to talk about the skills in painting, I am confident that except for Liu Zongyang, no one else can compare to the wind and snow I depicted......

Yang Yuhuan nodded lightly, many women love vanity, this is true, the current Yang Yuhuan is such a woman, after getting Song Lian's affirmative reply, she laughed happily and said: "Song Gongzi, the concubine is waiting for you to paint for me!"

"Miss Yang, don't worry!" Song Lian nodded, and suddenly seemed to feel that he had ignored someone, and saw Gao Qi, Yang Ji and the others on the side with a slight displeasure on their faces.

He looked in the direction of Zhang Wuji, suddenly slapped his forehead and said, "Oh! look at me...... My heart swelled, and I ignored Zhang, I'm really sorry, I'm really sorry. ”

Song Lian's appearance doesn't look like a fake, I think he is very confident in his painting skills, so he said that the only person who can compete with him on the scene is Liu Zongyang.

Zhang Wuji shook his head and smiled: "Brother Song doesn't have to be like this, I'm not good at painting, and if I really want to paint for a while, I'm also blind ** painting, and I can't get into the hall of elegance." ”

Zhang Wuji's words made Yang Yuhuan secretly cry out that it was so dangerous! He almost got on Zhang Wuji's ship, and it would be ugly to lose when the time came.

Song Lian saw that Zhang Wuji was modest, but he did not continue to flatter and compliment, everyone has their own arrogant side, he may admire Zhang Wuji in calligraphy and chess, but in terms of painting skills, it is useless for anyone to come.

Then everyone dispersed, each found a place, and Master Li said softly on the side: "Did Childe originally plan to help Yang Yuhuan?"

Zhang Wuji nodded and said, "Well, but if she's like this, there's no need to help her." ”

"Well, I wonder how sure Childe is of his painting skills?" asked Master Li softly.

"This ...... It's hard to say, if I had to draw men and women doing things like each other, maybe no one could compare to me, but that's ...... It's too explicit, and the cough effect is not good. Zhang Wuji coughed lightly.

"Uh...... Lord Qian's original intention was to let you draw the wind and snow of the Qinglou, and the things that were unwilling. Master Li's face turned red, although she was not ** yet, but she also knew that she would have such a day sooner or later.

Zhang Wuji can really draw that kind of charm and posture, and she can be regarded as admiring Zhang Wuji, after all, Zhang Wuji is a Taoist in the mountains, and he also understands the joy of worldly love and fish and water.

"This ...... After all, it's too explicit, so let's not participate. Zhang Wuji suddenly sighed.

At this time, Evian, who was following beside him, said with a shy look: "Oh, son, what's this, most of the scene is you men, if you can really draw a lifelike picture, they will definitely applaud you." ”

"But there are a lot of girls on the scene!" Looking at it, a group of women who are warblers and swallows, won't they be embarrassed when they see it?

Evian said softly, "They are women in the red dust, and you can't even draw lifelike pictures as well as they have experienced it yourself!" ”

When Evian said this, Zhang Wou-Ki clearly felt her hostility towards Master Li, as if the Hongchen woman she said also included Master Li who had personally experienced something.

Master Li didn't get angry, smiled kindly, and didn't say anything else.

"Do you really want to paint?" Zhang Wuji thought of the classic pictures of Miss Hatata, Miss Takizawa and *** and others, fair-skinned ** sultry, a pinch of black forest in the center, bubbling streams, and a moist piece of flowers and plants more luxuriant.

On both sides of the river, a clear spring water, moist and full of softness.

Zhang Wuji's face couldn't help but turn red when he thought about it, and coughed lightly.

Evian and Master Li saw that Zhang Wuji's face suddenly turned red, and Evian said with a coquettish look: "Did you think of any picture?"

"Ahem, if you want to draw that kind of thing, can you not want to? How do you not want to draw it?" Zhang Wuji said with a reddish look on his face.

"The devil knows you, but if you want to draw clearly, don't draw too much. Evian pouted and said, "After all, you have already won two top spots, take another one, and you will be out of the limelight tonight." Who will dare to look down on you in the future. ”

Evian snorted cutely, and Zhang Wuji smiled and nodded.

Liu Yuemei saw that everyone had already sat down, and everyone at the scene found their respective positions, and colorful brushes and inks were sent one after another on each table.

These brushes and inks are developed with special ores, not ancient pure ink paintings, these colorful inks can add a little color to the ink paintings, and they will look more vivid.

In ancient times, colorful pen and ink had not been thoroughly promoted, so these materials were still very expensive.

However, this Oiran feast has the support of the imperial court, and these things can still be taken out.

Zhang Wuji walked to the front of the stage, used a piece of gray-white paper to try the color of the pen and ink, determined the color, and then compared the effect of the spray.

Before the spraying of water, these oil paintings and ink paintings were just lumps of water, and after the spraying of water, the results were immediate, and the appearance would be scattered because of the moisture of the water resources, forming a beautiful picture.

He believed that the method of this painting would definitely suppress the audience and make their jaws drop.

Liu Yuemei smiled charmingly: "All the talents who participated in the painting skills, it's time to show real kung fu, just now Lord Qian has announced the painting requirements, I think everyone has a bottom in their hearts." ”

"So...... From now on, paint on paper a picture of the wind and snow, the men and women in the room having sex!"