Su Yizhi gave a wry smile. The family in the capital had no worries about money, so how could he compare with Su Yizhao?
After seeing Su Yizhi off, Su Yizhao turned around and saw Jiang Yongnian stepping into the courtyard.
"Yizhao!" Jiang Yongnian had a bright smile on his face and clear eyes.
Jiang Yongnian had an open-minded temperament, a handsome appearance, and was filled with the high-spirited spirit of a young man from an aristocratic family.
He is the sixth in the family, but he is not a branch of the Jiang family in Beiyuan Prefecture, but the direct son of the Jiang family in the capital.
It has been half a year since I returned to Beiyuan Mansion this time, and I came here to take the exam.
He is only twelve years old and is now a young scholar.
No wonder he was kidnapped. The eldest man of the Jiang family in Fucheng was so anxious that he even went up the mountain to look for him in person.
Su Yizhao had a good impression of this brave, careful and responsible young man. Just because last time she had to lure Qu Niang away alone, but Jiang Yongnian was willing to take on this matter together, she felt that this young man was worth getting to know.
"Yongnian!" Su Yizhao smiled and walked a few steps quickly to meet him.
Su Yizhi turned around and glanced at the two of them, feeling a little sad.
Perhaps only a young master from such an aristocratic family is worthy of being friends with Su Yizhao! His mother's words could not help but appear in his mind.
Even if the young master of our family is a concubine, it is not within the reach of those of us from remote branches.
You don't have to complain, because people are not created equal. What they have within their reach is beyond your reach.
It can be seen that Su Yizhao treats people well. As long as you respect him and be honest with him, you will not have to worry about having no way out in the future.
He closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and smiled to himself.
He turned around and walked towards the way he came. At this moment, he began to seriously consider his mother's suggestion last night. Maybe this was really an opportunity.
"I'm a few years older than you, but you're no older or younger." Jiang Yongnian gently tapped Su Yizhao's head with a folding fan and said with a smile.
"You and I are friends of life and death, why should we pay attention to these false etiquettes?" Su Yizhao said, and led Jiang Yongnian into his small study.
"You are really good at making excuses, I'm willing to give you the upper hand!"
"How dare I? Little scholar!" Su Yizhao said narrowly.
"Okay! Come and make fun of me too!"
Because when Jiang Yonglai paid a visit to his house before, he met Su Wenqing. Su Wenqing was a very outspoken person, so when he met the junior, he couldn't help but say some words of encouragement.
That sentence: "You must be diligent and thrifty in the future. Don't be like that old scholar in the east of the city. After taking exams all your life, you are still a poor scholar."
Su Yizhao was immediately embarrassed. He was already a scholar at the age of twelve. Could he be afraid that he would not be able to pass the imperial examination in the future?
What this said was that if Su Yizhao hadn't known that Su Wenqing had taken the provincial examination just two days ago, otherwise she would have thought that Su Wenqing was already a Jinshi.
"Don't dare! I'm still a poor scholar now!"
Su Yizhao and Jiang Yongnian laughed and joked a few more times, until Jiang Yongnian saw the box of trinkets on the table that Su Yizhi had given him.
"This is a gift from a clan brother!" Su Yizhao explained when he saw Jiang Yongnian looking at it.
"The one who left just now? I have met your brothers once before, but I have never seen that person."
Jiang Yongnian actually noticed the young man just now, because he couldn't ignore the young man's gaze, which was indescribably complicated, and perhaps even more envy.
He saw the wooden crossbow in front of him and said, "It's made with great care."
"That clan brother is worried about the general affairs at home and was in a hurry just now. I will introduce you to him next time."
Jiang Yongnian glanced at the arrows in his sleeves placed on the table, and suddenly felt that the syringe in his sleeves was a little hard to get out of his hands.
This is also a weapon, but it is more inconvenient and requires a blowing needle.
He originally thought that because Su Yizhao was young and the syringe was small and convenient, it would be easier to use, but he didn't think carefully.
After thinking for a moment, Jiang Yongnian stuffed the syringe into his sleeve.
Su Yizhao smiled and unfolded a water lily picture he drew yesterday and asked Jiang Yongnian to comment.
Worrying about household chores? It must be because the family is poor, as can be seen from the young man's clothes.
Jiang Yongnian wanted to remind Su Yizhao that the young man might have some small thoughts, but he swallowed the words as soon as he spoke.
He didn't know Su Yizhao's clan brother, so he had better not make any judgments before he knew more about him.
"Huh? You are making rapid progress! The last time I saw you copying landscape pictures, it was still terrible!"
Su Yizhao almost rolled his eyes when he heard this. Is it really okay to be so direct?
"Is this painting ready for submission to my father? I have copied many paintings in the past few days, and this is the only one I can use."
Jiang Yongnian smiled, "You have only been practicing painting for more than a month. It is rare to make such progress."
As he spoke, he came closer again, pointed to the petals of the water lily and said: "Each lotus has a different posture. If you blindly copy it, it would be too craftsmanship. Sometimes you don't have to imitate. You can copy the lotus in your own impression."
Draw the petal posture."
As Jiang Yongnian spoke, he picked up Su Yizhao's wet pen in the morning and quickly sketched it.
"This painting pays attention to the artistic conception. You may not need to outline it so clearly. This is the first time I have seen each line drawn so clearly."
Jiang Yongnian pointed at Su Yizhao's lotus and said with a smile.
Su Yizhao suddenly realized that she had learned a little sketching in her previous life, but it was only superficial, but she had unknowingly brought the characteristics of sketching here.
In fact, this kind of painting is not unattractive, but Su Yizhao's painting, every line is so clear, regardless of priority, no distinction between light and dark, it is indeed more realistic and ingenious.
"If you want to draw a lotus well, you need to observe more. Only by observing more can you have the shape and various postures of the lotus petals in your mind."
When Su Yizhao heard this, he immediately looked at the small glazed porcelain water tank with sea blue fish and lotus flowers on the side. There were two water lilies that had not yet faded.
She walked over and calmed down to observe carefully.
After a while, Jiang Yongnian saw Su Yizhao walking over and put the pen back into Su Yizhao's hand.
Su Yizhao took over the pen and found that Jiang Yongnian had sketched several lotus leaves and lotus ponds so quickly.
With just a few strokes, the artistic conception of this painting is revealed.
After condensing the postures of the two water lilies in his mind into his pen, Su Yizhao lost the anxiety of copying before, but gradually became immersed in it.
“There’s no need to rush to fill in the boxes here, it’s better to be looming or not!”
Jiang Yongnian pointed to one of them, stretched out his hand to hold Su Yizhao's hand and sketched it.
With Jiang Yongnian's detailed explanation, Su Yizhao suddenly became enlightened and improved a lot compared to before.
Jiang Yongnian smiled as he watched Su Yizhao immersed in it, and couldn't help but lament that this kind of poetry, calligraphy and painting requires talent.
Some people are easy to understand, and some people are just stuck.
Looking across Su Yizhao's twinkling eyes, Jiang Yongnian suddenly felt something strange in his heart.
He felt something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong.
Wherever he looked, he saw smooth, white skin and bright red lips, and Jiang Yongnian quickly averted his gaze.