Fourth Lord's Black Moonlight Queen

Chapter 211

"What she means is that the climate here is not suitable for the growth of peach trees. If you want to keep the peach blossoms in this garden, there may be no way."

Seeing that Meng Guqing's face softened a little, Li Jingui secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"any solution?"

"Paint it down and engrave it on the picture scroll, and it will be invincible forever."

"With the best painters in the Forbidden City who accompanied me, if the painters were a little older, it would not be difficult to paint the beautiful scenery of thousands of trees and peach blossoms in the capital during the Shunzhi period."

"I want the peach blossoms from the spring of the tenth year of Shunzhi."

"it is good."

In the spring of the tenth year of Shunzhi, it was the season of Meng Guqing's wedding with the first emperor.

After sending the two girls away, Meng Guqing picked up the flower hoe and prepared to fertilize and weed the precious peach trees.

"How can you be so careless that that girl saw you just now?"

"Eji (mother's meaning), the dog emperor is now in Horqin, if he is allowed to return to the Forbidden City, then there may be no chance to kill him again in this life."

The man who spoke was a lean man in his 30s, with profound features, fair complexion, and beautiful amber eyes.

"There are a lot of things that need to be figured out gradually. Now that Aha's (meaning brother)'s only son died in the hands of Xuan Ye, with his temperament, he will definitely not be able to bear this bad breath."

"I'll meet him tomorrow, and we haven't seen each other for several years. I wonder if he is as cowardly and incompetent as he was when he was young?"

To find a court painter to paint, naturally, Lan Qier can only come forward.

After leaving Taohuawu, Lan Qier hurriedly asked Huang Ama for an older painter, but who could tell her why Zhang Tingyu came with that old painter?
"Master Zhang, what I'm looking for is"

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly remembered that Zhang Tingyu's painting skills were few in the capital.

"What does the princess want to draw?"

Zhang Tingyu spread out the rice paper straight away, lifted his pen and raised his eyes to look at her.

"You can't draw what I want."

"Heh, although the humble minister is incompetent, he is quite accomplished in the art of painting."

"no."

This nerd must think she looked down on him, Lan Qier opened his mouth annoyed.

"I want to paint the tenth year of Shunzhi, the day of the wedding between the former emperor and the deposed empress Borzigit, and the peach blossom scene in the capital. It seems that your eldest brother was not even born that year."

"Oh~"

Zhang Tingyu's pale ashen face softened a little.

"Can you draw?"

"Can't~"

Zhang Tingyu replied frankly.

"What about you?"

Lan Qier looked eagerly at the old painter with white beard and hair.

"His Royal Highness, that year, I happened to be ordered to record the scene of the wedding of the late Emperor and... and Concubine Xianjing on Jingshan Mountain."

"My humble minister can draw."

"Okay, okay, if the painting satisfies the princess, the princess will give me a lot of rewards."

The painter nodded, with a literati style, he began to write without being humble or overbearing.

Lan Qier could only stare at him painting in a daze with his head propped up in boredom.

But what she didn't know was that Zhang Tingyu was quietly writing her into the painting at this time.

Why hasn't this nerd left yet?Look like you're drawing?Curious about what he painted, Lan Qier put the melon seeds in her hand back on the plate, and walked lightly to his side.

A pretty and slightly heroic face appeared on the paper, with a yuppie smile, this is her.

"Nerd, I want this painting. After it dries, I will order someone to frame it and bring it back."

(End of this chapter)