Chapter 111 Charcoal Painting
"charcoal?"

Except for Xue Lan, the other two asked questions at the same time.

Gu Qingyou had no choice but to find another excuse: "Painting with a brush needs to be done in one go. Occasionally, if you make a mistake, all previous efforts will be wasted. Therefore, I am used to using another method of painting. I can look for changes in the process of painting, but it is easier."

And after drawing with carbon sticks, there is no need to wait for the drawing paper to dry, which is relatively time-saving.

According to her instructions, Shuang Jiang sharpened one end of the charcoal, wrapped the other parts with rice paper, and completed the simple and non-dirty charcoal pencil.

For the portrait of the missing person notice, it is only necessary to draw the face more vividly. Except for the first one, which was a bit difficult, Gu Qingyou drew more and more smoothly. It took less than half an hour to draw more than ten pictures.

There was no sound in the study, and when the last stroke was made, she rubbed her wrist in satisfaction: "These should be almost done, right? Since it's a secret search, it's not easy to send too many people at once."

From the moment she started writing, Song Hengye's gaze never moved away from her. It was not until she spoke that he seemed to notice it, and retracted his slightly fiery gaze.

Shuang Jiang was not as restrained as he was. He looked at the sketches on the case in surprise and said, "Wow! What school of painting did Young Madam learn from? This servant has never seen it before!"

"With these dark charcoals, you can paint. You can't find another one in the whole world, right?"

"Your painting is so realistic. Although there is no color, it looks like she walked out of the painting alive!"

……

Embarrassed by her endless exaggerated praise, Gu Qingyou hurriedly piled up the portraits and handed them to Song Hengye: "I have never seen the real deity, so I can only draw according to the small portrait provided by Liu Chunxiang, and I don't know if it will work."

Song Hengye carefully looked at the portrait in his hand, there were no other colors except black and white, and the lines flowed smoothly, with a few simple strokes, the beauty appeared vividly on the paper.

Although Liu Chunxiang's painting skills are good, but the colors are too light and elegant, making the portraits ethereal and unreal, while the women in Gu Qingyou's works have clear black and white eyes, and soft, bright and fluffy hair, which adds to the aura and vitality.

This was a painting method he had never seen before, and he stared at the portrait for a long time. Suddenly, the person in the painting seemed to blink playfully, and changed into Gu Qingyou in an instant, looking at him with a smile.

Song Hengye's mind was agitated, and he hurriedly looked away, but the frequency of his heartbeat was uncontrollable, so he almost didn't dare to look up at the woman across the table.

Bu Tian couldn't help being amazed: "Young Madam has great painting skills, she can draw such a charm with just a small portrait, if it is based on a real person, I'm afraid I won't be able to tell which one is a painting and which one is a real person."

"Um~ It's not that exaggerated, but this kind of painting is indeed more realistic, as long as you grasp the shape well, and then use the contrast of black, white and gray."

Song Hengye handed the small portraits to Bu Tian, ​​got up and said, "It's not too late, I'll distribute the small portraits."

Bu Jian said: "Let's let the subordinates go, I haven't seen my brothers for a few days, I'm afraid they will worry about me."

In fact, he has another purpose, which is to send someone to find out if the brother captured by Meng Yan is still alive.

Recently, he was recuperating behind closed doors. All the news came from Song Hengye. He was afraid that he would report good news but not bad news because he was worried about his injury.

Song Hengye saw what he was thinking, walked all the way to the door of the study, and said: "Recently, Meng Yan is in a hurry to find someone, and it is indeed a good time to rescue him. You can make arrangements to divide the brothers into two groups, and the first team is responsible for finding Huo Yun." , the first team is going to visit the Meng Mansion again."

"Thank you General!"

Bu Tian was overjoyed, that brother was arrested because of him, if he died because of this, his conscience would be condemned for the rest of his life.

So he got the order, regardless of the unhealed internal injuries, he directly used the lightness kung fu and disappeared outside the high wall.

Song Hengye pinched his brows and gestured towards the dark place, and immediately a man in black bowed silently before him.

"Tomorrow when the two ladies enter the palace, you are in charge of secretly protecting them. Make sure they are unharmed."

The man in black didn't speak, and disappeared into the night again.

Song Hengye stared at the cool night for a moment, the moonlight was like water, illuminating the happiness and anger in the world, but it also cast a shadow because of it, just like blessing and misfortune always complement each other.

……

The first time Gu Qingyou entered the palace was when he traveled to the Forbidden City when he was just admitted to university.

At that time, Xue Lan's career was quite successful, and her daughter was admitted to a university in the capital, so she spent tens of millions of dollars to buy a courtyard house and left the small county full of heartbreak.

It was also thanks to the fact that housing prices in the capital hadn't grown outrageously at that time. By the time she graduated, the courtyard house had already grown tenfold. Unfortunately, I don't know who is cheaper now.

Uh~ The topic is getting far away, when it comes to entering the Forbidden City for the first time, Gu Qingyou is actually a little disappointed.

The Golden Luan Hall was enclosed, and tourists could only look in through the cracks in the door. The palace where the concubines lived was not as luxurious and vast as imagined, and it was not even as luxurious as Xue's courtyard in the Duke's Mansion.

It's no wonder that concubines have been keen on intrigue since ancient times. Who is trapped in a place the size of a tofu cube every day, without a TV or a mobile phone, and who is so boring that he can't find something to do?

So for the Dajin's palace, she still had some expectations in her heart. Gu Qingyou prepared the clothes she would wear tomorrow, and got into bed early.

Xue Lan was much calmer than her, and felt funny looking at the pair of eyes exposed outside the bed: "It's not that my mother in the previous life didn't take you to see the world, why are you so excited to enter the palace?"

"Of course I will be excited, tomorrow we will all see live concubines and concubines!"

I have seen the pictures of concubines and concubines circulated on the Internet before, and they are almost disillusioned one by one. It is estimated that the royal family chose concubines for political marriages, and it is difficult to guarantee that all those who enter the palace are beauties. Therefore, there are very few civilian women after entering the palace. You can sit high.

She once secretly thought, no wonder the ancient emperors had to turn over their cards before going to bed. It is quite painful to have to choose one with eyes open, right?
In order not to have panda eyes tomorrow, she forcibly suppressed her unrestrained thoughts and forced herself to fall asleep.

For the first time, she got up earlier than the chicken with her own willpower, and Xiao Yuanzi was also sleeping heavily in her embroidered shoes in a ball.

Gu Qingyou shook Xue Lan up, quickly got dressed, and took a couple of breakfasts before boarding the carriage into the palace.

Along the way, Xue Lan kept teaching her the etiquette of meeting concubines. For example, if you see the queen, you have to kowtow. Other concubines have different etiquettes according to their rank.

Concubine Sui is a second-rank concubine, and when she sees it, she will say a thousand blessings, and for other low-rank concubines, she only needs to nod her head.

If you meet someone who is lower, if you agree to wait, then in turn, you have to accept their salute.

Gu Qingyou remembered everything in her heart, the closer she got to the imperial city, the calmer she became in her heart, no matter how powerful she was, she was just a bunch of women, and in her capacity, she didn't need to talk much at all, as long as she followed her mother and acted as a transparent person. up.

(End of this chapter)

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