Wow, what a handsome man!
Luo Jiu pulled her foot back after taking a step.
Everyone loves beauty, and besides, it's impolite to leave when someone is speaking.
"Master, this is the second male lead." 007 couldn't stand it anymore and spoke up to remind him.
-I know, but the male lead belongs to the female lead, and the second male lead belongs to everyone. My eyes won't listen to me, what can I do?
[Master's thinking is dangerous. You should go and try to win over the male lead.]
Oh, Luo Jiu put her mind at ease, sat down in the chair, and watched what Young Master Rongyu was about to say.
"I, Rong, have just arrived in the capital today and have just acquired a piece of calligraphy and painting. I would like to use this as an excuse to invite you all to come and appreciate it. Thank you all for your kind invitation."
Rong's voice was clear yet gentle, every word revealing humility. Just like the impression he gave everyone, he was untouched by the filth of the world, a person like an immortal being, only unfortunately, he was born with a disability.
"The heavens are jealous of talent," Luo Jiu shook her head helplessly.
A chorus of agreement arose from those around him. Most of the passengers on the boat were scholars, many of whom had heard of Young Master Rongyu's reputation; some had come out of admiration, others hoped to befriend him. After all, who in this world doesn't fall ill sometimes? Having a skilled physician as a friend is like having a walking encyclopedia of remedies.
The pageboy unfurled a folded scroll and displayed it to everyone.
After seeing the painting clearly, exclamations of surprise arose from all sides.
“This is not the long-lost masterpiece ‘Nymph of the Luo River’ by Gu Kaizhi,” a voice rang out from the crowd.
“Young master, you have excellent taste. This is a masterpiece by the master Gu Kaizhi,” Rong Yu said with a smile. He then gestured to his page to take the painting down and display it to the guest.
Luo Jiu was also somewhat excited. In her previous life, she had also dabbled in these things, and naturally knew about the "Nymph of the Luo River" painting.
It is said that the original has been lost, and the copy was collected by the Palace Museum. Unexpectedly, it has appeared in a fictional world. However, seeing it again is still amazing.
Driven by her love and reverence for art, Luo Jiu, even with a critical eye, felt that the "Nymph of the Luo River" painting was truly amazing. Its enduring fame is indeed well-deserved.
Seeing everyone scrambling to grab it, Yueying went over to watch and asked Luo Jiu curiously, "Young Master, is there some story behind this 'Nymph of the Luo River' painting? Everyone, go and take a look."
Luo Jiu turned her head and whispered to Yueying, "This painting depicts the scene of the man in the painting encountering the goddess of the Luo River on the banks of the Luo River. The whole process was depicted with a brush, and because it is a relic, it is even more precious."
Rong Yu appeared to be smiling as he watched the people discussing and praising the painting, but he was actually watching Luo Jiu. Seeing that Luo Jiu wasn't joining in the fun, but instead whispering to the maid, his smile deepened. He then said to Luo Jiu:
"The young master in white seems to have a special understanding of this painting. Why don't you share it with everyone?"
Luo Jiu heard the voices and looked up to meet a pair of deep brown eyes. Seeing Rong Yu looking at her with a smile, the surrounding noise stopped, and everyone turned to look at her.
Luo Jiu sighed inwardly. People are just that outstanding; what can you do about it?
On the surface, however, he feigned a smile and said, "Then I shall offer my humble opinion. The original 'Nymph of the Luo River' painting has been lost, and it is truly remarkable that such a long painting has been found. Young Master Rongyu is quite capable."
Let's talk about this painting. The lines are meticulous and fluid, the colors vibrant yet elegant. In particular, Master Gu has depicted the Goddess of the Luo River's appearance, expression, and demeanor with such lifelike realism. Her form is graceful and ethereal, like a startled swan or a swimming dragon—truly a masterpiece, difficult to describe in words.
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