Chapter 116 Tiger
A green color begins to spread out from the upper left corner of the drawing paper, and a corner of the forest appears on the paper.
There is nothing surprising about the green forest. What is surprising is the painting skills and the use of colors! The green is supplemented with ink, and the color depth is well controlled, which depicts the deep and quiet forest.
As the girl dipped her pen into ink and dropped it onto the paper, it was as if a pair of giant hands were slowly unfolding the forest, presenting it before everyone's eyes bit by bit.
In this forest there are towering ancient trees with twisted branches, slender and straight green pines, and wild and intertwined bushes.
As the mountain and forest scene that occupies the upper half of the paper gradually becomes complete, it adds a sense of antiquity to the deep silence.
Simple...
When these two words appeared in the mind of Qiao Jijiu, who was watching intently, he was shocked.
According to him, this so-called ancient artistic conception has always been the most difficult to depict...
To present this artistic conception requires not only painting skills, but also a calm mind. He must also integrate this mind into his brushwork, first turning nothing into something, then turning something into nothing... Although it sounds a bit confusing, this is exactly what it means! At the fence on the third floor, the crowd was already noisy.
"I really didn't expect... that Miss Chang's painting skills are so amazing..."
"Just looking at this half of the forest, it is already extraordinary..."
Seeing Qiao Yang standing in a daze for a long time, and the conversation upstairs gradually becoming louder, Yao Yi couldn't help but walk over.
But after just one look, he was stunned.
He suppressed the sudden ups and downs in his heart, turned his head and looked at Qiao Jijiu, only to find it unbelievable - such an excellent painting skill, how could he, as a teacher, say that he didn't know? How could this be hidden!
Maybe it was because of the alcohol, Qiao Jijiu felt a little dazed at this moment. He glanced at the girl who was still painting, then grabbed Chang Sui'an's arm and pulled him aside for interrogation.
"...Who did Suining learn painting from in recent years?" Qiao Jijiu stared at Chang Sui'an and asked in a low voice, "Who did she hire as her teacher?"
Chang Sui'an was puzzled for a moment: "My sister hasn't had a husband in recent years."
My sister used to like quietness too much. The two gentlemen we invited before left home when she was thirteen years old. After that, my sister liked to study alone.
"Then why is there such great progress?" Qiao Jijiu could not hide his surprise.
Although he said that he didn't know how good the child's painting skills were, that was because he didn't know how he had been doing in recent years. But after all, he was the father of a man, so it was impossible for him to know nothing about his child - he had watched the child grow up, and although he liked poetry, calligraphy and painting since he was a child, he could not be said to be outstanding.
When he grew older, he saw that the child liked quietness and only pursued poetry, calligraphy and painting for his own enjoyment, so he did not interfere too much.
But who knew that what he saw today would shock him! Comparing what he saw before and after, it is not an exaggeration to say that his spiritual wisdom has been awakened! On the other hand, Sui An was calm. He must know the reason why Sui Ning made such rapid progress in calligraphy and painting.
Qiao Jijiu waited for Chang Sui'an's answer without blinking.
"Uncle Qiao, are you saying that Ningning is a good painter?" Chang Sui'an said in a "Isn't this normal?" tone, "But isn't Ningning a prodigy? I told my father and Uncle Qiao about this when Ningning drew her first painting as a child."
Qiao Jijiu: “…”
The genius in his eyes is different from the genius of this boy who is blinded by his sister and can only be seen by himself!
It was obvious that he could not get anything out of this, so Qiao Jijiu simply walked quickly back to his desk.
While he was away, the girl with the pen had added "living things" to the paper - a few monkeys either climbing or squatting on the trees.
The color the girl used to paint the monkeys was mostly brown and less ink, depicting a group of clever, naughty and wild monkeys.
No matter where they are or what posture they are in, their eyes are all looking at the same place at this moment - it is still blank and no one knows what will be painted on it.
Then, the girl changed the pen and picked up the one used to dip into the green ink.
She sketched a cluster of twigs and green leaves where the monkeys were looking.
When the branches and leaves are formed, change the brush, dip it in red ink, and round red beans will appear under the brush.
Yao Xia and others were slightly surprised.
There was also a flurry of discussion on the third floor above.
Someone on the second floor looked up and said in dissatisfaction: "What are these people shouting about? They are disturbing the little girl's painting!"
“That’s right…”
I really can't stand the people on the third floor making a fuss... because the people on the second floor can't see it! Although I've been aroused by the reactions of the people on the third floor, it's not good for so many people to come forward, right? But fortunately, they secretly nominated a thick-skinned person - the word "nominate" mainly lies in the word "push".
The young scholar who was pushed out shamelessly went to the desk and took a look, and couldn't help but stare in amazement.
It was not until he could no longer bear the chasing gazes of the young ladies that he turned back into the crowd.
"How?" everyone asked.
The scholar nodded: "Excellent..."
"What's the good thing about it?"
The scholar seemed to have just come to his senses: "Draw the red beans too!"
Did he also paint red beans? I had previously guessed that it was a large-scale ink painting, and I thought it would avoid color ink - but who knew that it was a large-scale color ink painting.
And the previous guess was that he was going to paint a large landscape and avoid the small red bean scene... but now he is also painting red beans? "But it's not just this..." The scholar didn't dare to speak loudly but couldn't hide his amazement: "This red bean is not that red bean. Although they are both red beans, the artistic conception is completely different!"
Everyone became even more anxious after hearing this: "Explain it more clearly..."
"It's hard to explain!"
Chang Suining mixed some dark colors into the red ink used to depict the red beans.
At this moment, the red beans of different sizes in her paintings remain as bright and rosy as ever, but their tones are darker, which fits in better with the entire deep mountain forest.
The scene in the painting is extremely quiet, but the scene in the building gradually becomes noisy.
Hearing more and more surprised and praised voices from the third floor, Duan finally couldn't hold back and walked forward.
Wei Miaoqing hesitated for a moment, then made up his mind and quickly followed.
The scholar who was pushed out earlier felt that everything he saw was a scene from a painting. Unable to bear it any longer, he stepped forward again.
As long as he throws away his shamelessness, the gazes of those young ladies will not be able to drive him away!
At this time, Wei Shuyi finally stood up from the mat, straightened his clothes and sleeves, and walked forward.
He walked slowly to the left side of Chang Suining's desk, lowered his eyes to look at the unfinished painting, the smile on his face gradually faded, the scene in the painting seemed to enter his eyes, making his eyes darker and deeper.
Wei Shilang, the Minister of Dongtai, is a well-known person with good words. He can even make the dead come alive.
But at this time his praise was even calm.
Or it can no longer be called praise.
For him, praise mostly comes from top to bottom.
He quietly looked at the hand splashing ink on the paper.
She bent slightly and moved the brush on the paper, sometimes splashing and sometimes changing the brush to outline in detail. She gave great concentration to this painting, but each time she put down the brush, she did not hesitate, and each stroke was accurate, and each stroke fell steadily where it should appear.
This requires extremely remarkable painting skills to support it.
Just like a seemingly simple line, it is not easy to draw it accurately until you start to realize it.
At this moment, Wei Shuyi's eyes were extremely calm, like a deep mountain in a painting.
But her heart is quite different, just like the mountain stream she is depicting, with the sound of rapids echoing.
He is a genius recognized by the world. He became famous at a young age and entered officialdom at a young age. Perhaps because he saw and understood too many things too early, even though he appears to be gentle and easy-going on the surface, he is picky and arrogant in his heart. It is even difficult for him to look at things with true appreciation, and there are very few people and things that can make him feel fresh.
So when Hezhou first met her, he felt fresh and curious about her.
To put it bluntly, it's like a bored cat finally encounters a bold little mouse to entertain itself.
Wei Shuyi quietly looked at the wrist holding the pen.
But she was no little mouse—he knew it the first time he saw his own conceit in her eyes.
But now, it’s different.
He believed that she had the ability to prove herself today because he happened to know that she was good at using two types of handwriting, which were usually difficult to detect - the same was true for calligraphy and painting. So even if the picture of the girl with red beans was really hers, it should not be difficult for her to draw a picture that looked completely different.
Although it would not be easy to hide the secret from everyone with so many scholars here, she must be confident since she was so calm.
But he only thought that she was trying to create a gap in the details and artistic conception, or that she was just painting to delay time, and she would soon be able to secretly find other evidence to prove that the man was lying.
As for what he saw now, it was something he had never imagined.
She drew a picture like this, or even just half a picture... and she no longer needed anyone to identify or prove anything for her.
But it seems that she is aiming for more than that.
She also drew the outline of the girl, between the cluster of red beans and the mountain stream.
Gradually more and more people gathered around.
"Don't push, don't push..." Yao Xia was busy maintaining order. He was secretly annoyed that although Minister Wei was extremely handsome, he was not a good role model. When they saw him coming, those people followed him!
The scholars' thoughts were simple - Wei Shilang started it first, and the law does not punish the others! They tried to be as quiet as possible, leaning their heads to look at the drawing paper on the desk.
That may no longer be called drawing paper.
The girl used her pen to construct a lifelike deep mountain and deep forest, and one careful glance at it would draw you into it, as if you could really hear the sounds of monkeys and the sound of streams.
But what is surprising is that the girl in the girl's painting only has a back view of the girl standing quietly, with an extremely simple outline, and she is wearing a black dress, with no other colors seen.
This is a color ink painting. The painter is very good at using colors, but he was reluctant to add any bright colors to the girl in the painting.
Why is this?
But everyone's attention was more focused on the blank space in the center of the painting.
At this time, the girl put down her pen and flexed her wrist.
Then he asked, "Is there any tea?"
“Yes, yes, yes...!” Qiao Jijiu came back to his senses suddenly and hurriedly asked someone to bring tea - if he didn’t know that his old arms and legs could not run slowly, he would have wanted to go and fetch it himself!
At this point, half an hour had passed since Chang Suining started painting.
Xier then dared to step forward and wipe the sweat off her girl's face, while asking: "Have you finished your painting, girl? If you have, I will give you a shoulder massage!"
Immediately, a scholar answered on behalf of Chang Suining: "It's not finished yet, it's obviously not finished!"
There is a lot of blank space in the painting. If it were completed, it would probably be the most eye-catching part of the entire painting.
Although Madam Chang probably doesn't need to prove herself anymore, you have to finish what you start! Seeing that the girl put down her brush and regained her casual look, everyone was inexplicably worried that she would just give up and not finish it - the pit has been dug, it must be filled! With this worry, many people looked at Qiao Jijiu - as a teacher, you have to take care of it! Fortunately, when the girl took the teacup handed over by the servant, she looked at the blank space and said, "It's not finished yet."
Whether it was the hand holding the teacup or the hand raised in front of her, both were stained with dots of colored ink. The colors were diverse and brilliant under the light of the building.
She raised her head and drank the tea in one gulp.
Mrs. Xie looked at the girl drinking tea, and a feeling of confusion arose in her heart.
She watched the changes in the atmosphere in the building and heard the sounds of amazement and praise that came one after another.
How amazing is it? How could the person who drew that picture of a girl's longing for love have the ability to draw such an amazing work? As for the painting brought by the man surnamed Zhou, is it fake? There is no such possibility...
She knew the other party's style of work. It was impossible for him to ask her to make such a trip just by showing her a fake painting! "Madam... do you want to go and take a look?" the maid asked in a low voice.
"Why are you in such a hurry?" Mrs. Xie suppressed her anger and said calmly, "Just wait until she finishes the painting."
The maid replied "yes" and thought rapidly in her mind. She didn't know what she was thinking about, but she soon calmed down.
Ming Luo still sat there, watching the crowd getting closer and closer.
She looked at Cui Jing from time to time.
He had one hand behind his back and his body was straight and tall.
He stood there for as long as Chang Suining painted, just watching and observing from afar without moving forward.
He might not be curious about Chang Suining's paintings, but Ming Luo felt that the most likely possibility was that he needed to stay outside the crowd and look around carefully to prevent any changes.
So, was he guarding the Dengtai Tower for Chang Suining? If this guess was true, she really wanted to ask why.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Chang Suining picked up his pen again.
"Grand Tutor, Grand Tutor...you should go and take a look too." The old servant beside Grand Tutor Chu walked back from the crowd and shook the old Grand Tutor who was dozing off on a small table.
Master Chu raised half of his eyelids and said unhappily, "What kind of reputation is this little girl being forced to prove... What's so good about such a rotten and decadent thing?"
Then he waved his hand to drive the old servant away: "Don't disturb my sleep."
If there hadn't been someone guarding downstairs and not letting him leave, even if he had forced his way out, he would probably have attracted some followers with no sense of boundaries, and he would have gone back long ago!
Regardless of whether the little girl can prove her innocence, he doesn't want to see such a terrible thing!
At this point, the final product of the girl's painting has begun to take shape.
Everyone was curious about what the girl would paint here to be the centerpiece of the painting.
The pen in her hand quickly gave the answer.
"Is... Tiger?"
"It's Tiger!"
Sounds of surprise and surprise rang out one after another.
A woman painting a tiger is really rare! Ahhh, I still haven't finished writing this plot today, please forgive me!! But I didn't break the chapter today. If I stop at the fifth line from the bottom, then... So please forgive me_(:з」∠)_ (Thank you very much for the reward of Chunhua Qiuyue85!!) (End of this chapter)
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