As the drawing paper slowly unfolded, an indescribable landscape appeared before the two people's eyes.
Even Princess Yongning, who had seen the sketch before, widened her eyes in amazement.
And Jiang Yiren took a deep breath.
This painting was beyond her understanding.
She was a famous talented woman in the whole Dagan at that time, possessing amazing talent.
Of course, he also has a deep attainment in painting.
But I was also deeply shocked by this novel and completely unprecedented painting method.
I was attracted to it at first sight.
This painting uses only one color, but through the distinction between light and dark, it depicts a lifelike scene.
Distant mountains, nearby mountains, clouds, mist, trees...
This technique, which I have never seen before, is simply amazing.
Just like the real thing.
She subconsciously took the drawing paper from Princess Yongning.
Then look at the second and third pictures.
The scenery is different, but the same technique is used in all of them, and each one makes her feel breathtaking.
Her beautiful eyes seemed to be sucked into the painting.
Princess Yongning, who was standing by, narrowed her eyes slightly upon seeing this.
It seems that my aunt was just like I was at that time. She was also shocked when she saw Zhao Hao's painting skills!
After a long time, Jiang Yiren finally moved her eyes away from the drawing paper with difficulty.
Looked towards Zhao Hao.
"Mr. Zhao, what is this technique? What kind of brush was used to create it?"
Zhao Hao said softly: "It's a kind of charcoal pencil I made myself."
As he said that, he took out the charcoal pencil and handed it over.
Jiang Yiren reached out to take it, looked at it carefully for a while, and then let out a long breath.
"What a miraculous skill! I wonder which master did Mr. Zhao learn his painting skills from?"
“I have never seen this kind of painting before.”
Before Zhao Hao could answer, Princess Yongning smiled and said, "Aunt, he didn't learn this from others, he created it himself!"
"Self-made?"
Jiang Yiren's beautiful eyes flashed for a moment.
Then he looked at Zhao Hao again.
It was even more incredible inside.
Zhao Hao gave her too many surprises.
It's like a treasure trove.
This painting technique was actually created by himself?
It was too unbelievable for her.
Princess Yongning said, "Aunt, this kind of painting technique is not very suitable for painting landscapes."
“It’s still best to draw people.”
"Zhao Hao, is that so?"
Princess Yongning certainly also understood the art of painting.
Received such an education in the Royal Family.
After looking at these three paintings, she quickly discovered that Zhao Hao's painting technique was more suitable for painting people.
Zhao Hao nodded slightly.
"Your Highness is right. This sketching method is more suitable for painting landscapes, people, and specific objects."
Princess Yongning looked at Jiang Yiren and said, "Aunt, today is your birthday. Why don't you let Zhao Hao draw a picture for you?"
Hearing this, Jiang Yiren was suddenly moved and her beautiful eyes fell on Zhao Hao.
"this……"
She was still a little hesitant.
Zhao Hao said: "It would be my honor if I could paint a portrait for you, Taoist priest."
"In this case, let His Highness take her back to the Imperial Capital. In the absence of being able to meet, she can still ease her longing for me."
Hearing him say this, Jiang Yiren pondered for a moment, then looked at Princess Yongning next to her, and then nodded.
Seeing that she agreed, Princess Yongning immediately became happy and winked at Zhao Hao.
Jiang Yiren asked, "Do you need me to prepare anything?"
Zhao Hao shook his head and said, "No need, Taoist priest, just sit down on the bed."
Jiang Yiren nodded, walked over and sat down beside the bed.
Zhao Hao quickly got up, set up the easel again, placed a piece of bamboo paper on it, and started painting.
Soon, a lifelike character appeared under his pen.
When Jiang Yiren saw that the painting was finished, she walked over slowly. After taking a look, an expression of disbelief appeared in her beautiful eyes again.
It's exactly like her.
The posture and expression are exactly the same.
Looking at the people in the painting is like looking into a mirror.
Princess Yongning next to her said, "Zhao Hao, today is my aunt's birthday. Since you have already drawn a picture for her, why don't you write a poem for her?"
In order to let Jiang Yiren truly experience Zhao Hao's talent, Princess Yongning also tried her best.
Don't believe it?
That won’t do!
Of course, what she had in mind was not just to make her aunt believe in Zhao Hao's talent.
The more important point is to let Zhao Hao completely break the image of the eldest son of Dingyuan Marquis that has long been deeply rooted in Jiang Yiren's mind.
She knew that the eldest son of Marquis Dingyuan was an indelible figure in her aunt's heart.
Because, in her aunt's heart, he was the most outstanding man in the world.
No doubt about it.
It was precisely because she was stuck in this dead end and could never get out of it that my aunt no longer had any thoughts about any man.
Eventually he became a monk and practiced Buddhism.
In her opinion, if she could break the supreme image of the eldest son of Dingyuan Hou in Jiang Yiren's mind.
Maybe, my aunt will change.
She didn't even tell Zhao Hao about this idea.
Because she wasn't sure whether this would be effective.
Just wanted to give it a try.
Zhao Hao didn't think much about it when he heard it, but just felt a little embarrassed.
Because he didn't know how to write this poem at this moment.
Praising one's appearance?
It doesn’t seem to work!
After all, Princess Yongning was watching right there.
He's suffered losses before.
I deeply understand that you should never praise another woman in front of a woman.
Anyone who does this is a complete 24K fool.
But if I don’t praise her appearance, what should I write about?
It seems that no matter how you write, you can't avoid boasting.
Write about mentality?
Or write something philosophical and related to Taoism?
That's a bit insignificant.
So he was in a difficult situation.
Jiang Yiren also saw Zhao Hao's dilemma and immediately said softly, "Forget it. It's getting late. Get ready. It's almost time for dinner."
When Zhao Hao heard this, he immediately wanted to back down, but Princess Yongning standing next to him refused to do so.
She looked at Zhao Hao with her beautiful eyes and said, "Zhao Hao, I asked you to write a poem for your aunt as a birthday gift. Why do you look so embarrassed?"
“Hurry up, hurry up!”
Zhao Hao said, "Your Highness, as the saying goes, a master's hand can only create something by accident. It's a bit hasty for you to ask me to write it so suddenly."
"I think it's better to let me think about it for a while, and then write it down after I've thought it through."
Jiang Yiren nodded and advised, "That's right, don't be so willful, girl."
Princess Yongning said, "Aunt, don't be fooled by this guy. He doesn't need to spend time thinking when he composes poems. He just writes them effortlessly every time."
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