Fourth Master Lin's words were filled with a bit of expectation, and his eyes fell on Anle, bright and bright.

In fact, such words are quite rude and even somewhat provocative, but Fourth Master Lin asked quite sincerely.

Xixiang stood aside quietly, not daring to say anything. She had never expected that Fourth Master would say anything like this.

Anle was startled for a moment, then realized the meaning of Fourth Master Lin's words. His eyes turned and fell on the black horse in the distance basking in the warm spring sun on the grassland.

The Stealing Horse has a jet black body, long and narrow mane, and a thick and strong neck. Just walking among the grass, it seems to have qi and blood surging, its eyes are bright, and the stretched muscles of the horse's body are knotted, containing surging power.

The sun shines on its black hair, making it sparkle. It is indeed a divine horse.

"What a good horse." Anle admired Pirates and praised him sincerely.

The black horse in the pasture in the distance seems to have heard Anle's praise. It blows out some hot air from its big nostrils, holds its thick neck high, and trots back and forth for a few steps. Its mane is flying, showing its handsomeness.

"Fourth Master, apart from painting bamboo, you also know a little bit about other things."

He praised the horse, then turned to look at Fourth Master Lin, cupping his fists and bowing.

Fourth Master Lin's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he came to Anle's side in a few steps. He took Anle's hand and came to the table.

"Come on, An, can you show me your skills to Lin?"

"Just draw a picture of me, a thief from outside the Pass."

Fourth Master Lin held the Confucian etiquette and made a solemn request to Anle.

"Why is Fourth Master obsessed with painting horses?"

Anle didn't refuse, but just asked out of curiosity.

Fourth Master Lin raised his head, with a touch of sadness between his brows. He looked at the horses on the pasture in the distance: "I like to raise and train horses. This robber came back with me from outside the customs. It is my favorite."

I had a horse, but in Lin'an, it couldn't run and often got sick. After thinking about it, I decided to send it away."

"This painting is a souvenir and a farewell."

"I love horses, but in Lin'an, you can't help yourself and are covered with shackles. If it follows me, it will only be restrained and will have no chance to gallop on the battlefield."

Fourth Master Lin talked a lot, and the loneliness and reluctance in his tone were very strong.

Anle can really feel Fourth Master Lin's reluctance to let go, and his heart is like a knife.

Fourth Master Lin sent off the thieves just as the Lin family sent away the young masters who were about to go on an expedition.

An Le sighed.

Suddenly he understood why Mrs. Hua asked him to come to Fourth Master Lin to learn about the Little Holy List. Perhaps, Mrs. Hua also wanted him to draw a horse for Fourth Master Lin if he could draw horses.

Of course, the will is still up to him. If he is unwilling or unable, just refuse.

Anle thought for a while and said with a smile: "In this case, then the young man will show his shame."

After finishing his words, Fourth Master Lin, who was still feeling lonely in his brows, couldn't help but turn his head and look up, his eyes full of joy. He knew that since Anle was willing to paint, he was naturally somewhat confident.

"I'll polish the ink for the An family!"

Fourth Master Lin was looking forward to it, so he took away half of the painting he had painted on the table and re-covered it with cooked Xuan.

In the distance, Xixiang watched with excitement. The fourth master personally polished the ink and changed the paper. If this was spread, it would definitely cause an uproar.

"Fourth Master, there is no need to prepare rice paper, just change it to rice paper."

Anle Road.

Xuan Hua Ma?

Fourth Master Lin was startled for a moment. He had also appreciated Anle's ink bamboo from Madam Hua. Using the freehand ink painting method, the bamboo painting was indeed unique and had a special charm.

But horses can also be drawn with freehand brushwork?!

Only by painting horses with fine brushwork can we outline the shape and expression of the horse. Compared with painting people, painting horses with fine brushwork will have more advantages. Only by outlining the horse's mane and hair can the painting be complete and lifelike.

However, he has never questioned anything. Anle's ink bamboo has its own style, and freehand painting of horses is not a bad idea!

He immediately exchanged raw xuan for familiar xuan and began to focus on polishing ink.

The sound of rubbing was like waves in the sea of ​​bamboo, and the fragrance of ink suddenly floated in the garden.

An Le pondered for a long time and did not paint immediately. Instead, he walked on foot to the bandit horse pacing in the pasture.

Perhaps because of the ancient demon-quenching jade, Pirate Li did not show any arrogance when An Le approached, but instead very docilely approached An Le and rubbed against him.

Anle rubbed Thief Li's head, then took off the reins and saddle, patted the horse's belly, and turned back to the desk.

Fourth Master Lin, who was sharpening his ink, watched quietly.

"The avenue of painting lies in the pursuit of nature. Since Fourth Master wants to remember Robbery, he should paint his most unruly and free moments."

On the pasture.

The bandit took off his saddle, raised his horse's neck, and swung it violently, his mane flying, gorgeous and unruly!

An Le picks up the pen at the right time, drinks enough ink, and feels the spirit in the center of the Niwan Palace.

So he put pen to paper on the birth announcement.

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Jing Street, the luxurious mansion prepared by the Qin Mansion for Luo Qingchen.

A quiet pavilion in the mansion.

The flowing water flows through the winding water, and the nine winding corridors.

Boiling water was burning on the charcoal stove, the heat was rising, and the mouth of the stove was screaming.

Luo Qingchen sat quietly, looking at the rockery pond in the calm water pavilion, his eyes were blank, as if he was in a trance.

The words Young Master Qin spoke to him yesterday were extremely rude, but understandable, because the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, and it is inevitable if the mentality is unbalanced.

Besides, Young Master Qin is not an easy person to talk to. Among the young masters in Qin Mansion, Young Master Qin acts the most domineeringly, but he has the confidence.

Since Qin Qianqiu's second brother was beaten to death by the Yang Family's Qi Lang in a civil and military arena, Prime Minister Qin was devastated. Qin Qianqiu was born in the rear, and the preference of the second son of Qin was transferred to Qin Qianqiu.

Therefore, Qin Qianqiu is the treasure in the palm of Qin Prime Minister.

In addition, Qin Qianqiu's own talent for cultivation and the overwhelming power gained from accompanying the prince are all his boundless confidence.

He has many masters behind the scenes. The only thing he, Luo Qingchen, deserves to pay attention to is breaking through the five realms twice. The five realms are a hurdle in the path of cultivation. There are many people who have broken through the five realms alone. Only when they have broken through the five realms twice is he worthy of praise.

But no matter how praiseworthy you are, your Taoist heart can easily become dusty. If you let people down again and again, you will lose your preference.

Luo Qingchen's value in Qin Qianqiu's heart has been greatly reduced, which is why there was the unkind conversation yesterday.

"Is killing Anle?"

Luo Qingchen stood up, walked down from the pavilion with his hands behind his hands, and walked to the edge of the pond. He looked at the koi and goldfish swimming happily in the pond, and couldn't help but be lost in thought.

"But today's young man is no longer the unknown person we saw in the quiet street. He holds a small holy order, has flowers and ice to protect the road, and a calligraphy treasure that scares people... Such a person, even if he is killed, I am afraid that I will have to

You have to give up this life."

"But I don't want to."

Luo Qingchen closed his eyes.

The figure of the legendary number one scholar in Feixue Thatched Cottage came to mind.

Even though the East China Sea Dixin Bead washed away the dust in his heart, he still could not forget the crushing battle that day.

The shadow has always existed, engraved in the depths of the soul, and needs to be washed by himself.

The shadow left by Huajie Bingxin Sword is nothing.

Opening his eyes, Luo Qingchen's eyes were filled with deep fatigue. With a lot of energy, he left Qingzhou and climbed to Lin'an, wanting to go straight to the blue clouds.

But once you are defeated, before you know it, a long time has been wasted.

He has no time to look back.

"Perhaps Lin'an and I are tired of each other, so it's time to return to Qingzhou."

Luo Qingchen let out a breath.

He planned to find an opportunity to pay a visit to Prime Minister Qin and express his gratitude for the gift of the Donghai Dixin Pearl. Although he had joined Prime Minister Qin's office for so many years, it could be regarded as repaying the favor, but at that time, when Prime Minister Qin was at the end of his rope, Qin Prime Minister was willing to extend his hand, so the meaning was naturally different.

"Zhishan, prepare the chariot. I'm going to visit Prime Minister Qin."

Back in the pavilion, Luo Qingchen picked up the already cold tea and shouted softly.

However, the voice echoed in the corridor, but there was no response from the burly coachman who followed him out of Qingzhou, accompanying him in his triumphs and his frustrations.

Luo Qingchen paused before taking the tea.

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When talking about painting horses, many pictures flashed through Anle's mind.

Among the paintings of famous horses is the "Five Horses Picture", but the Five Horses Picture takes the line of line drawing and uses meticulous painting techniques to carefully outline every detail and expression of the horses.

However, in addition to horses, there are also people in the Five Horses Picture. The horses are saddled and people lead the horses, which is not suitable for Fourth Master Lin's state of mind.

A free horse, an uninhibited horse...it still has to be the master of horse painting who is well-known to everyone, "the horse that washes away all the horses in the world is empty".

The mind is welling up, and Anle's mind is clear, as if pictures are flashing by one after another.

After practicing, Niwan Palace has accumulated a lot of spiritual energy, and Anle feels that his painting skills have improved a lot, and are more profound than in his previous life.

He did not copy the paintings of his previous life, but used painting methods and added his own understanding to paint.

The soft wolf hair drank thick ink and fell on the white rice paper. One stroke of thick ink painted the horse's neck with thick and heavy lines, and then painted the horse's belly with an arc outline, completely natural!

As the pen and ink fell onto the paper, Anle's mind surged majestically, gathering like fireflies in the dark night.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth moves accordingly, carrying the spring breeze.

Fourth Master Lin was standing aside, his eyes tightened, and with a few strokes, he roughly sketched the shape of the horse's body, painted the horse's neck with thick ink, and outlined the horse's belly. Anle seemed to have a very good understanding of the horse's body structure!

After the neck, abdomen, buttocks, legs and other parts of the structure were outlined, the picture was larger in front and smaller in back, with a perspective texture. Anle then used another pen to apply wet ink and splash it with appropriate shades, and in just a moment, the horse's shape and muscles were

The line drawings stand out on the paper.

Then use a dry brush to sweep the ink out of the mane and tail. The density, dryness and wetness are natural, and the movement is flexible!

The horse's legs are drawn in one stroke, like a steel knife, and the force penetrates the paper, as if the horse is already moving and galloping!

Buzz buzz...

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth converge, and the mind is concentrated on the painting!

Anle's face was solemn, and his mind was constantly integrated into the painting. He used a brush to outline the horse's hoof with thick ink. The painting was very detailed, and the horse's hoof was completed, as if the essence of the entire painting had been condensed!

Suddenly, there seemed to be a horse riding down its hooves, like thunder behind the clouds!

Mr. Lin, the Fourth Master, stood aside and watched in shock.

The horses in the painting seem to be wild and unruly, running wildly on the grassland with lightning speed!

In the distance, the thieves on the grassland seemed to feel the same kind of galloping. They neighed, raised their front hooves, and ran wildly on the grassland.

Fourth Master Lin looked at the vivid ink horse on the rice paper in shock. The light and darkness, lines, perspective and other ink painting techniques integrated into the sketch seemed to make him see the once bohemian and unruly Thief Li!

At that moment, Fourth Master Lin felt a sense of freedom and the heroism of breaking the shackles!

The wind suddenly rises from the sky and the earth, and the grass flies and the horses gallop!

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the mind are all a gathering picture!
Chapter completed!