Stunning at Every Step: Sheng Chong Ghost Princess

Chapter 40 Portrait of King Yan
Chu Zirui claims to be proud of being proud of the court, and Shengxianzhuang is therefore valued by the court. The guests of Shengxianzhuang are all proud of it. Chu Zirui is the king who can call the wind and rain in the court, Chu Ziyan. Did not buy his account.Of course, the few retainers are even more out of luck.

The atmosphere was a bit embarrassing, Chu Zirui felt ashamed, and said: "Ninth brother probably doesn't know, the palace said that the prince's illness was caused by you, especially the empress, for this reason, this king can tell you in front of the emperor." There are so many good words, that's why Father didn't let people from the inner court department come to Yan Wang's mansion to investigate."

"Brother Sanhuang has a heart." Chu Ziyan said lightly and looked at Cai Xiufeng, "Since Painter Cai is ready, let's start."

Chu Ziyan didn't understand Chu Zirui's invitation at all, and the scene was awkward again.

On the contrary, Cai Xiufeng was reticent, and he was not as flattering as those people, so he answered Yan Wang's "Yes." He took the usual painting tools from the scholar's back basket behind him.

Chu Ziyan asked: "Does Painter Cai need me to go to the designated location?"

"No, Your Highness's health is important, so you can do whatever is comfortable for you."

"Then how about just drawing like this?"

"can."

Cleaned paintbrushes, bamboo tubes filled with ink, and several dye inkstones, he placed them in a corner of the large desk one by one in an orderly manner.

After finishing this, pull up the wide sleeves with a tie.Then pour the ink in the bamboo tube into the inkstone, and after the thick ink flows into the inkstone, a faint fragrance comes from the room.

At that time in the palace, she didn't pay attention to the scent of the ink because of the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Cai Xiufeng poured a few drops of paint into the inkstone. The paint is like paint, red, green, yellow, white, and black. Take a finger-sized drop of each, and then use a brush to adjust the color. Although only five colors were used, after Cai Xiufeng Xiufeng's hands magically turned into various colors.

Chu Ziyan said: "Painter Cai's paints have excellent color and luster, even better than the top ink used in the palace."

Before Cai Xiufeng answered, Chu Zirui said: "Ninth brother, you don't often know something in the palace. The paints used in the palace are provided by Cai painter. He will also make secret recipes and color mixing methods." Taught it to the court painter without reservation."

Chu Ziyan nodded: "Painter Cai is really a generous person."

"It's nothing. The beautiful things in the world should be shared by others. Besides, if you don't tell other people about this method, it would be a pity if something happened and buried it."

Zhao Mingyue raised her eyebrows when she heard the words, Cai Xiufeng really has a strong character, this kind of bearing is not common in the era of profit.After all, there are some real pearls in Shengxianzhuang, which is misleading.

Cai Xiufeng added: "When I start to draw the initial outline, I hope to have a relatively quiet environment. Please forgive me."

"Then I will trouble Brother Sanhuang to move."

"Okay, we'll wait for you outside for a drink." Chu Zirui took a few people out.

Zhao Mingyue is still there.

Cai Xiufeng looked at Zhao Mingyue, and Chu Ziyan said, "This person stays."

Cai Xiufeng lowered his eyes, then nodded, adjusted his breathing, and began to paint.When he was painting, he would become extremely focused, and his pupils would be as silent as if they were stained with ink.

The brush is as smooth as flowing water, and he quickly outlines Chu Ziyan's outline. Back then, he was drawing a person who was sweating profusely. Today, he looks very confident and seems to be very handy in drawing.

After finalizing the outline, he is almost the same as an ordinary painter after sketching and connecting, but after coloring, it seems that in the blink of an eye, the picture gradually becomes lifelike and lively.

Zhao Mingyue saw him showing off his skills again, coloring both hands at the same time, which made people couldn't help but give him a thumbs up, he is indeed a master.

Chu Ziyan said: "At that time, the painter Cai said that the king's face looks different at different times. How can I draw it today?"

"I have rested for a few days, and I am much better. Please don't blame King Yan for the offense that day."

"It's rare for someone as talented as Painter Cai to be so humble."

"Perhaps it's not humility, it's just... just less talkative, and often offends people."

"Painter Cai is too modest." Chu Ziyan turned to look at Zhao Mingyue, "Painter Cai's tea is cold, Mingyue goes to change it."

"Yes."

Zhao Mingyue walked to Cai Xiufeng's side and replaced the cold tea with hot one.By the way, I also took a look at Cai Xiufeng's works, and couldn't help but marvel.

He was able to draw Chu Ziyan with seven or eight points of charm.

And his layer-by-layer coloring makes the person on the paper three-dimensional and lifelike. This person must hold a painting exhibition. This level is simply outstanding.

only……

"Painter Cai, why do your paints smell so fragrant?"

"Maybe it smells like flower oil."

"Flower oil?" It smells like the aroma of rotten roses, maybe a little more intense, anyway, it makes people have an indescribable smell, it smells very fragrant when you smell it lightly, and when you smell it carefully, there is a smell that Mingyue is quite familiar with .

But she couldn't tell why, so she said, "Go ahead, I won't bother you."

Cai Xiufeng continued to paint.

Later, people outside also came in to join in the fun, and then they left.Chu Ziyan also went back to rest due to fatigue, and Cai Xiufeng finished the coloring work in the West Hall alone.Zhao Mingyue came to visit occasionally, and other times he was the housekeeper or the hostess at the house.

When Mingyue came back, Cai Xiufeng had finished the painting and hung it on the wall to dry, while the others had already left, even the housekeeper left without agreeing to keep him for dinner.

The next day, Jinling ushered in the first heavy rain since autumn, and the weather suddenly turned cooler.

People are most likely to get sick in the seasons when the temperature changes. It is not surprising that Chu Ziyan's illness, which had subsided for a period of time, came back, and then his health became worse and worse.Both the imperial doctor and Wu Xu tried their best, but they didn't get better.The life lock on Zhao Mingyue's feet began to pollute her legs again, obviously because Chu Ziyan's health was not good again.

Everyone thinks that it is probably because of the coming of the new moon night.

Suddenly something happened in the palace that shocked everyone. The crown prince Chu Zixi was dying of illness and might not last long.

The rain in Jinling has been falling non-stop. Zhao Mingyue stood at the entrance of the west hall and looked at the Changchun Garden in a daze. In fact, she didn't have any sense of the prince's life and death. It's just that Chu Ziyan's body is getting weaker and weaker, but she can't help him. It's hard to be busy.

Maybe it can help, her calf has been infected and turned black, but the evil energy she absorbed can't bring much help to Chu Ziyan, Chu Ziyan has been bedridden for the past few days.

The plantains and phoenix trees in the Changchun Garden of Prince Yan’s Mansion have been washed with water, reaching an extreme green color, as if the colors of summer have been transferred to autumn. Mingyue walked back to the room and looked at the portrait of Chu Ziyan on the wall. The person in the painting is calm and quiet, becoming more and more realistic...

No, what does it mean to be more realistic?Has anything changed in this painting?
Zhao Mingyue approached and looked at it for a while, then moved away to look at it.

At this time, the butler came in from the outside and saw that the bright moon was almost pasted on Chu Ziyan's painting: "Ahem!"

Mingyue turned her head and saw the butler, and immediately left the picture. In fact, she just wanted to smell the smell above, but she didn't mean to desecrate the painting.

"Housekeeper, come and take a look!"

"Look at what?"

The butler walked over angrily. In fact, the butler not only saw Zhao Mingyue staring at the master's portrait in a daze, but also the servants who came to the west hall saw the portrait and stood there for a long time. These people usually see the master like a mouse seeing a cat , I can't avoid fear, but I can't help admiring the master's portrait.

"What do you need to stick so close to see?"

"Look, housekeeper, is this painting different from before?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" The butler looked at it, "Is it the same as before, has anyone moved?"

"Isn't it the same as before?"

"What's different?"

"..." Asked her to say what was different, she couldn't tell, "Don't you think this portrait looks better than it did a few days ago?"

I always feel that this portrait seems to be more vivid than the one I saw a few days ago. This illusion is like...the fake RMB has a tendency to become real after a few days.

The housekeeper thought she was trying to cover up her rude behavior just now: "What a fool, our master has always been very good-looking!"

"Really? Hahaha, isn't it." Or it's really just a problem with the light. The rain and humidity have caused some visual changes in the color. "The housekeeper has a letter from King Yan in his hand?"

"So what, King Yan can't go out again." The housekeeper hesitated for a while looking at the name on the letter, and then sighed, "I haven't seen him for many years, I don't know how the child is doing now."

Zhao Mingyue saw that the sender's name read: Li Mubai
"Who is Li Mubai?"

"It was His Highness's childhood companion, but it has been away for many years, and I don't know why the letter came suddenly."

Accompanying reading?Is it the one that Chu Ziyan mentioned that night, the companion who was sent out of the capital by the prince?

"Isn't it all right for His Highness to read the letter?"

"Even if there is something His Highness can't handle now..."

"A letter from a friend is a good thing, I'll show it to Your Highness!" Zhao Mingyue took the envelope from the butler's hand.

"Zhao Mingyue!" The butler stepped forward a few steps, trying to call her to stop.

Chu Ziyan was still thinking about this person before, how could he not show him the letter now, Mingyue ran quickly with the letter in her arms, and bumped into Wu Xu.

The paper in Wu Xu's hand was knocked and flew all over the floor, and several pieces even flew into the rain outside the verandah.

the fat is in the fire!
"I'm sorry, Commander!" Zhao Mingyue rushed out to pick up the paper and handed it to Wu Xu, who had a very ugly face, "Here, Commander."

"Can I still want this thing?!" Wu Xu cursed.

Mingyue saw that the words on the paper were soaked in water, and the ink was smudged, and it was all spent. "I'm sorry, Commander, Mingyue will make another copy for you immediately!"

Wu Xu raised his hand and wanted to beat her up. If it wasn't for the fact that she is Yan Wang Fuzhao, this guy has been beaten many times by him: "How many words do you know, copy them!"

"..." Mingyue lowered her head slowly, "Then what should I do?"

"You go to the Yin Mansion in the capital right now, and ask Lord Yin to give you another copy!" After speaking, he threw a sign at her, "Just take the copy of the document I took away just now!"

(End of this chapter)