Chapter 93 Cloud and mist dragon head is not finished
The young man in Jing Shi's arms clearly had a dazed look in his eyes, but when he spoke, his voice was so calm without any trembling.
It's like this drunk boy didn't really get drunk.
Jing Shi saw Lu Jing's serious eyes, which made her hesitate.
After about two or three breaths.
Jing Shi suddenly smiled, with a lot of helplessness in his smile.
"Sir, not only the Flower Pavilion, but also the girls in other pavilions on Liuhua Street all dream of such a strange peony.
It's just that the oiran has set the rules, and this strange peony can only be obtained by talent. In a normal month, only two or three distinguished guests can impress the oiran with their talent and obtain the strange peony. I am just a little flower girl.
, how can such distinguished guests give it to me as a gift?"
Miss Jingshi said softly, with a smile on her face.
It's just that this smile is somewhat far-fetched.
Peonies were secondary, but if she could get that strange peony, her life in the Flower Pavilion would be much better in the future.
Jing Shi saw Lu Jing listening carefully to the explanation, and felt that the young master was curious, so he asked the question.
But what surprised her was that when Jing Shi finished speaking, Lu Jing stretched out his arms to support himself and climbed up from Jing Shi's arms.
Jing Shi was a little confused and looked at Lu Jing in confusion.
Chen Xuanwu and Yan Rou beside him saw Lu Jing getting up and looked at him.
Lu Jing blushed and nodded to Chen Xuanwu, then turned around, smiled at the mirror and said, "There's no need to be envious, I'll pick one for you."
Pick one... and give it to me?
Miss Jingshi sat where she was, blinking and looking at the scene.
Chen Xuanwu might have drunk too much, so he didn't know what Lu Jing would say.
Yan Rou gently shook her head towards Jing Shi.
He was probably saying, "Let him go. Even if you talk nonsense when you are drunk, don't disturb the guest's interest."
Miss Jingshi also noticed what Yanrou meant and was still hesitating.
But they saw Lu Jingji staggering out of the gauze tent and heading towards the stairs.
Miss Jingshi was about to get up in a hurry, fearing that Lu Jing would get drunk and fall downstairs and fall on her, but there was already a fisherman beside Lu Jing who came to help her.
She thought for a while and sat back down again.
Just as Yanrou thought, when young people get drunk, some young people should be energetic.
If he is not allowed to go, I am afraid this young master will lose his temper.
In this case, let him give it a try. He was not selected by the oiran. He could only say a few trivial words and then come back.
With this thought in mind, Miss Jingshi came to the guardrail again and looked down at the high platform below.
It's been a while.
Lu Jing was still swaying, as if he was drunk, and was supported by the fish master as he climbed up the stairs to the high platform.
He came to the side of the stone table and pushed away the two guests who were watching the excitement.
The two guests wanted to say something else, but the fisherman quickly bowed and said a few words, and then the two guests got out of the way.
So, Lu Jing stepped forward and grabbed an excellent pen.
He looked around, shook his head and said, "This page is too small."
The fisherman who was waiting on the side immediately called the girl and spread a huge paper sheet for Lu Jing.
This move also attracted the attention of many guests of the Shihua Pavilion next to the stone table.
Does this young man want to draw on such a large piece of paper?
Many people speculated.
Even the gauze woman on the high platform looked at Lu Jing.
Lu Jing burped, his eyes still hazy.
Then, everyone saw him write.
One stroke fell.
A few dots of pen and ink on the empty paper are like clouds and mist in the distance staying in the sky.
Everyone looked carefully, but they only felt that this stroke was quite satisfactory.
But they didn't have time to think about it carefully.
Lu Jing dipped his ink into the paper and seemed to be swiping it randomly on the paper!
A large cloud and mist leaped above it.
From this moment on, the piece of paper seemed to be filled with mysterious power, attracting all the guests who saw it.
For a moment, they seemed to really see a cloud and mist brewing with wind and rain, suspended in the sky!
Looking at the painting again, it seemed ordinary and had no outstanding skills, but it had a strange attraction of its own, making them feel that this painting... was extraordinary!
"This boy's painting..."
In the distance, the woman with her face covered with gauze stood on a high place. Naturally, she could see Lu Jing's painting, and her expression couldn't help but be strange!
And Lu Jing's painting has just begun.
When the clouds and mist are formed, wind and rain are needed!
With a few taps, there are a few clouds in the distance that are about to be dispersed, and the rain can also be vaguely seen forming lines and falling down!
Hearing the exclamations, more and more people gathered around, hoping to watch Lu Jing paint today.
When the wind and rain fall, many people seem to see the world in the painting, with clouds and mists rising and wind and rain falling to the earth.
"It's strange that this young man's painting skills seem to be blunt, and he can't be considered to be a master of pen and ink. As for the graceful silver hook and the source of Jingluan, it can't even be called it.
But he drew it randomly and it fell on the paper, and it turned out to be so wonderful!"
"Just such a picture of wind and rain is worth a strange peony!"
"Huh? What this young man drew is not a picture of wind and rain. Look, there are images in the clouds and mist!"
With the sound of exclamation from everyone.
Lu Jing added dozens of more strokes in the nearby clouds and mist.
Unexpectedly, it was faintly visible that outside the clouds and mist, a dragon head poked out, its teeth were exposed, its whiskers were floating, and its horns seemed to cause wind and rain.
"He's drawing a dragon!"
"The atmosphere suddenly rose, and I could vaguely see a real dragon swallowing clouds and spitting out mist, galloping among the clouds and waves, and walking among the crimson air."
"It's just...why does this dragon have no eyes?"
So Lu Jing painted the dragon's head behind the clouds and mist, and then painted the dragon's tail under the clouds and mist.
When he made the last stroke, the dragon's tail moved like thunder!
For a moment, the dragon hidden behind the clouds and mist on the page seemed to soar out and occupy the space between heaven and earth.
Many guests who stared at this painting were stunned, as if they saw waves of strange phenomena floating in and out of the painting, which made them intoxicated.
At this moment, Lu Jing slowly put down the pen in his hand.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were still on his painting. It was not until a long time ago that they focused their attention on the seemingly drunken boy in front of them...
The form and spirit are perfect, the spirit is flying... but the technique of writing and ink is not emphasized. How can this be achieved?
"This young man has never put the eyes on that dragon's head?"
Some people are extremely dissatisfied: "How can it be called a complete painting?"
"Which boy is this? Can he draw such a painting?"
Even the woman in the veil was stunned for a long time before she glanced at the maid behind her.
The maid behind him hurriedly stepped forward, carefully picked up the picture of a dragon head in clouds and mist from the desk, and hurried away!
Standing in the private room on the second floor, supporting the guardrail and looking at the scene in front of Jing Shi, Yanrou looked stiff and didn't know how to react.
Especially Jing Shi, she looked down at the jade-like young man, remembering the way he looked when he was casually painting, and the way he looked when he drunkenly asked if he wanted a peony...
At this time, she finally realized that this young man didn't seem to be joking with her...
He could really pick a peony!
ps: I suddenly worked overtime and had to save and refine the two chapters before sending them out. These two chapters have a total of more than 6,000 words.
I'm off work now. I'll finish writing the third chapter when I get back. It should be published around 11 o'clock. You can read it tomorrow.