The lady escaped marriage and became addicted

Chapter 443 Yun Xiang Clothes Hua Xiangrong (3)
Passing through the delicately designed garden with flowers and trees, small bridges and flowing water, rockery pavilions, and up the stone steps to the main hall, Concubine Fang anxiously wanted to see An Ran's portrait of the emperor.

An Ran looked at Concubine Hui with a smile, and Concubine Hui knowingly let all the extra maids and servants go down, leaving only her confidant nanny.When Concubine Fang saw it, she also sent out the people around her, leaving only one.

An Ran nodded to Jian Lan and Mo Lan, each of them held on to one end of the scroll and slowly unfolded the painting, Concubine Hui and Concubine Fang stood up in shock.

picture!It's so similar!

In the painting, Emperor Qi Feng is sitting behind the imperial case in the Palace of Qinzheng, reviewing memorials.Not only do the characters look lifelike, but even the memorials, cinnabar, brush mountains, and teacups piled up on the imperial case, the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall behind them, the potted flowers on the jade flower benches on both sides, and the golden dragon flying on the red lacquered pillars, and the Shu brocade on the head The Chengchen, the wide Bogu shelf, everything gives people a sense of being there.

"This, is this really what you drew?"

Concubine Hui couldn't believe her eyes.How could someone paint so well?And the emperor in the painting is the same as ten years ago!
Concubine Fang stared blankly at the painting, and after a long time sighed, "No wonder the emperor said that even the most talented woman in the Sui Dynasty should be a princess. At that time, I was still a little dissatisfied, but now that I have seen the painting of the princess, I have to accept it." gone."

Suddenly, Concubine Fang frowned again and said, "Why do I feel that this painting method is so familiar? Isn't this the painting style of the third young master of the Gu family? I also have two pictures of beauties of the third young master of the Gu family in my palace!"

When Concubine Hui heard it, she also looked at it carefully.Prince Ping was filial, and once presented her with two pictures of beauties of the third young master of the Gu family and a picture of flowers and birds by Daoist Yunmeng. Just now, he was just shocked, but looking at it carefully now, isn't this technique belonged to the third young master of the Gu family?
"Could it be possible that you are the third young master of the Gu family?" Concubine Hui also highly admired the two masters of the contemporary painting world, Master Yunmeng and the third young master of the Gu family. She once asked her son, but his son always kept secrets with him, and said that he would meet in the future. let her see.Now that I think about it, my son didn't imply everywhere that Master Yunmeng and the third young master of the Gu family...

Hey, no!Although Master Yunmeng painted flowers and birds, and the third young master of the Gu family painted beauties, anyone who is familiar with painting can tell that the painting methods of the two are exactly the same!She had heard the Chang'an rumors before, and felt that everyone's guesses were reasonable. The third young master of the Gu family was probably the apprentice of Master Yunmeng.But looking at it now, is it possible that two people are actually one?
"Daughter-in-law, could it be that Master Yunmeng is also you?"

At this moment, Concubine Fang also realized almost at the same time: "There is also Daoist Yunmeng..."

Two days ago, Concubine Fang saw a picture of "Mirror Lake Fairyland" signed by Daoist Yunmeng in the emperor's bedroom. The color inside was bright, and the characters were fully detailed, which was even clearer than what was reflected in the bronze mirror.Whether it is lake water, flowers, palaces, cranes, or immortals, they are all so realistic, which makes people feel that immortals in fairyland are like that.

An Ran shyly smiled and said: "It's my fault for hiding the truth from my concubine and concubine Fang. It's His Highness who said that if my identity is leaked out, I'm afraid it will cause trouble. Let me keep it a secret. Even the emperor didn't know about it before."

Only then did Concubine Hui and Concubine Fang recover from the shock.

Concubine Hui couldn't help holding An Ran's hand and said, "You, are you really the third young master of the Gu family? What about Master Yunmeng? Also you?"

An Ran nodded and said, "Yes, it's all me."

It didn't matter that An Ran was frank, and immediately asked two Jiangnan talented girls and fans to ask questions.You must know that Master Yunmeng is not only good at drawing flowers and birds, but also good at writing.Not only that, but the Piao Miao Journey written by Master Yunmeng has been hanging on their hearts, wishing that the Voice of Sui would have an issue every day.

Immediately afterwards, An Ran was dragged into her study by Concubine Hui, and she had to write a picture for herself.

An Ran looked at Concubine Hui's demeanor as gentle as the mist and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, with a bit of fairy air, now that she is middle-aged, this gentle aura adds to her charm.After thinking about it, she copied a passage from Cao Zhi's "Fu of the Goddess of Luo" and sent it to her concubine:

... Its shape is as graceful as a frightened bird, graceful as a wandering dragon, full of glorious autumn chrysanthemums, and lush spring pine trees.It seems as if the moon is covered by light clouds, and the snow flutters like the flowing wind.Looking at it from a distance, it is as bright as the sun rising to the morning glow.When observing it by force, it is burning like a flower coming out of Lubo.

It wasn't that she was lazy and just wrote these few sentences, it was actually because she remembered the few sentences she knew best.However, she felt that these few words were enough to describe the concubine mother.

Concubine Hui looked at An Ran's sleek and unrestrained regular script, like flowing clouds and flowing water, the more she watched it, the more she liked it.

Concubine Fang stood aside, she was envious after seeing it, she couldn't care less about being reserved now, she took An Ran's arm and said in disbelief: "No, the concubine has to write a picture for me too!"

Now that they knew about it, it was inevitable to send some calligraphy and paintings, An Ran readily agreed.This is also a good opportunity to help her brother win over Concubine Fang, so she will not let it go.Although the father likes his elder brother very much, if Concubine Fang doesn't like her, she will always blow the pillow wind and speak ill of her elder brother, and the emperor will inevitably have a suspicion.Therefore, someone with an identity like Concubine Fang must never be offended.

"Your Majesty, if you don't dislike her, just call me An Ran in the future."

"How good is this?" After all, Princess Anran's imperial seal is higher than her rank.

An Ran smiled and said: "Your Majesty is an elder, so she will definitely be a concubine in the future, so calling me by my name makes you look like a relative! Could it be that your Majesty is still angry with my cousin and aunt, and even with me?"

Concubine Fang thought of the emperor's suggestion, so she stopped being pretentious, and immediately responded, calling An Ran.

An Ran responded with a smile, and then quietly stared at Concubine Fang for a long time.

Concubine Fang looked down at her attire, there was nothing wrong with it!
"Princess? An Ran? But what's wrong with me?"

An Ran suddenly laughed and picked up a pen to write a poem.

"Yunxiang's clothes are beautiful, and the spring breeze is blowing on the threshold of Revlon. If you don't meet at the top of Qunyu Mountain, you will meet at the moonlight at Yaotai." Master Poetry, please forgive the little girl, this poem of yours is the most suitable for now.

This poem was originally written by the emperor to praise Concubine Yang Gui by Li Bai, and it can be passed down through the ages, which naturally made Concubine Fang overjoyed.Yun Xiang's clothes and Hua Xiangrong's were compliments on her beauty, but the way of complimenting her was different, and there was no woman who didn't like being praised for her beauty.

(End of this chapter)