Enter the Room

  Chapter 95

  Song Jiyun was stunned, but his mind was spinning.

  The crowning ceremony for the second son of the Hong family is in mid-September.

   Less than half a month ago.

   At most two kilns can be fired.

  But the purpose of her coming is to repay the kindness of the Hong family for sending the mud, as long as there is room for change, she will do her best. Certainly not an immediate rejection.

   "It's rare that Mrs. Hong likes it." She pondered, "I don't know if the old man has a ready-made design? Or do you want us to help redesign one? Roughly what utensils will be burned? How many pieces? When will you want it at the latest?"

  After hearing this, Hong Xi ordered the boy beside him to go to his study to bring a painting on the desk.

"September is the time when dogwood is planted all over the place. My grandfather wanted to use the dogwood as a pattern to burn a batch of phlox gourds." He turned to Song Jiyun and said, "It just so happens that our family has a "September Ninth Climbing Picture". Cut a pattern from it. Can you see it in time?"

  Song Jiyun breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "It's good if you have a ready-made design! Do you want to burn blue and white or glaze?"

Hong Xi said distressedly: "It stands to reason that the blue and white flowers should be fired. The blue and white flowers only need to be fired once, which is easier. But according to my grandfather, the crown ceremony should be lively and lively, and it is better to fire the glaze. Well done, the color is the key... I can't make up my mind what to cook right now? Miss Song is an expert, so please help me make up my mind."

   At this time, the color of the overglaze firing is not correct, which is indeed a problem.

  Song Cuiyun wondered if the dogwood could be burnt into alum red, and the branches and leaves should still be blue and white.

   But it takes time.

  She hesitated: "Let's talk about the pattern and the size of the utensils first!"

   Hong Xi nodded.

  The boy came over with the scroll.

  Hong Xi said to Song Jiyun: "Miss Song comes with me."

   Push the door of the flower hall, and there is an elegant room inside.

  There are waist-length bookshelves on all sides, and in the middle is a big book case with the four treasures of the study.

  The canopy of the tree covers the roof, and the room is full of dark green.

  Song Cumulus happily went.

  Standing in front of the desk, Hong Xi opened the picture scroll himself: "It's the painting and calligraphy of Li Gonglin from the previous dynasty. Look at the rocky foot of the rockery. My grandfather wanted to cut the dogwood at the stone foot to make a pattern."

Song Jiyun lowered his head and watched carefully: "He drew four or five clumps of dogwood. If all of them were used on the Fulu gourd bottle, wouldn't it be a bit too much? When drawing patterns on a gourd bottle, usually one clump is drawn obliquely, or only three or five clumps are drawn. Five red fruits, draw a full bottle."

  Hong Xi thought about it: "If you draw a clump obliquely, how do you intercept it? If you draw three or five red fruits, how do you draw it?"

   In business, the customer should be put first, not to mention that the Hong family once offered help in a timely manner.

  Song Jiyun looked around at the paper and pen.

  Hong Xi hurriedly spread the rice paper for her, handed her a pen, and opened the painting box to grind ink for her.

  Song Jiyun spread rice paper, quickly copied one of the cornus clumps, and then copied the dogwood fruit in the upper right corner.

"If you draw a clump obliquely, take this clump." She pointed to Hong Xi, "If you draw a full bottle, take this cluster of fruit and draw nine, twelve, or sixteen on the Fulu gourd bottle." Wait."

Hong Xi had been staring at her intently since she started to paint. Before she finished drawing a clump of dogwood, she began to praise her. When she finished drawing and pointed it out to him, he couldn't help but leaned over and said: " Miss Song is worthy of being the head of the Song family kiln factory, not to mention anything else, just this hand-painted strokes, the lines are crisp, simple, delicate and neat, I am afraid that there are few people in Jingdezhen who can compare with you."

   "Where!" Song Jiyun said modestly, but after being praised all the way by Hong Xi, even though he knew that he was socializing, he was still very happy, "It's just that practice makes perfect."

  She raised her head and smiled at Hong Xi.

  The eyebrows are like blooming summer flowers, resplendent and bright, instantly lighting up the slightly green elegant room.

  Hong Xi was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly the poem "The red calyx is bright and bright, the fire burns together" suddenly appeared in his heart.

  His eyes became hot.

   Yuan Yunzhong, who was sitting in the flower hall, felt dazzling.

  In front of the red lacquer desk, Song Jiyun and Hong Xi stood side by side.

The noon sun shone on them through the branches and leaves, as if it had sprinkled countless gold leafs on them, making Song Jiyun look at Hong Xi's beautiful and bright face, and Hong Xi, who leaned slightly to chat and laugh with Song Jiyun, even streamed from his eyes like the scorching sun. , an unstoppable enthusiastic smile.

  It is as beautiful as a colorful gouache painting.

  Even the atmosphere around them became quiet and peaceful.

  Yuan Yunzhong's pupils narrowed slightly, his jaw raised, he stood up slowly, and pushed open the window of the flower hall.

   There was a soft "click", and the heat wave rushed in with the fragrance of flowers and trees, spreading in the cool flower hall.

  Song Jiyun and Hong Xi couldn't help looking in the direction of the sound.

  Yuan Yunzhong stood upright in front of the window with his hands behind his back, looking at the brilliantly blooming flowers and trees in the courtyard.

  Feeling the eyes of the two, he turned around, leaned against the window, and looked back at them with a look of "what happened".

  At the end is the jade tree facing the wind, majestic and majestic, looking like a bright wind and a bright moon.

  Hong Xi felt displeased intuitively, and secretly frowned.

   Song Jiyun couldn't help touching his forehead.

  How could she forget this ancestor!

   Although he won't break her chain when it's critical, he's not a good-tempered person either.

  He kindly accompanied her to Hong's house, but she only cared about talking to Hong Xi and put him aside, it's no wonder he would just wait by the side silently!

  Song Jiyun thought for a while, took the pattern he just drew and walked out from behind the desk with a smile, and said: "I drew two patterns, you can help us to see, which one is more suitable?"

  She has seen his paintings with her own eyes, and the level is much higher than hers.

  She still trusts his taste.

  Yuan Yunzhong's eyes were cold, and he looked at her steadily for a few moments, then his eyelids drooped slightly, and his eyes fell on the rice paper in her hand.

  It is only a few strokes, but it vividly outlines the richness of the dogwood.

  He raised his eyebrows, and said slowly: "Not bad."

  Song Jiyun couldn't help smiling a bit, and said, "Which one do you think is better? I'm also a little undecided."

  Yuan Yunzhong rested his right hand by the window, did not look at the pattern again, but said in a very casual tone, "Time is too tight, let's draw a bunch of obliquely!"

  Song Jiyun was slightly stunned.

   Had to say, he reminded her.

  It also takes time for an artist to paint.

  Flow gourd vases are usually feet high, and it takes much more time to paint a full vase than to paint a bunch of flowers obliquely.

  She had overlooked this detail earlier.

  Yuan Yunzhong's words are reasonable, but the way he speaks is too easy to cause ambiguity.

  However, the flower hall and the elegant room could hear the needle drop quietly, Hong Xi must have heard it.

  She didn't want Hong Xi to have any misunderstanding.

   After all, she was the one who offered the two options.

   "Time is a bit tight, but if we work together, we can always come up with a solution." Song Jiyun said, and asked Hong Xi: "Your brother and the crown ceremony, who did you invite to watch the ceremony?"

   Sisters, it’s time for the investment book again. I’ll update this chapter first. If I catch bugs tomorrow, I’ll replace this chapter with the content of Chapter 94, and the new chapter will replace this chapter.

  (end of this chapter)