Lin Zhu, who was sitting among the ladies, suddenly thought, would Mu Qiyue show off his skills here? He didn't know about the other Lin Zhus, but Mu Qiyue's handwriting was very good.
Lin Zhu, a person who has been influenced by modern simple calligraphy for almost thirty years, did not fully appreciate the advantages of traditional Chinese characters written with brushes at first, but she admired these traditional Chinese characters written with brushes very much.
people.
The writing brush is slow, and traditional Chinese characters have many strokes. Whenever Lin Zhu sees such a villain like Feng Rongxuan, with a serious look, and the scene of Fu Dou'er and Haizi practicing calligraphy, Lin Zhu feels a headache.
, so her handwriting has not improved.
According to Feng Yuanbo, Lin Zhu's handwriting is only at the stage where it can be recognized.
But Feng Yuanbo told Lin Zhu that since Fu Douer, Feng Rongxuan and Haizi spent a few days with Mu Qiyue, their calligraphy has improved greatly.
Moreover, Fu Dou'er also had a copybook written by Mu Qiyue for him. When he showed it to Feng Yuanbo, he not only praised it repeatedly, but also borrowed it to ponder it for a long time.
This also made Lin Zhu discover that Feng Yuanbo, whom she had always thought was very capable of management, was actually a very powerful and knowledgeable person.
Mu Qiyue, who he praised so much, was naturally not bad at all.
Lin Zhu secretly asked Dong Yuzhen, "Sister Zhen, how is Brother Dong's handwriting?"
"I can't say for sure," Dong Yuzhen said in a low voice. "But when my brother was in Song County, I would often be praised by my husband for his good calligraphy." Dong Yuzhen looked around, "But you also know what it's like in the capital.
There are no people like them, and my brother may not be able to compare with them."
It's not that Dong Yuzhen destroyed her brother's prestige and gained others' ambition, but the resources of this capital city are incomparable with Song County. It's a small county under the emperor's feet. There are countless capable people and strangers gathered here.
It may not be easy for these young masters to find the best teacher, but even if they find someone who is just an ordinary person in the capital, he is still a bit higher class than the famous teacher in Song County.
So Dong Yuzhen is not very confident about this.
"Oh, don't worry. Music, chess, calligraphy and painting are just one aspect." Wang Qingyan saw the two of them chanting in low voices, and she couldn't help but expressed relief.
"Sister Yan. We are not worried. We have never encountered such a thing before and are a little nervous." Lin Zhu said with a smile.
"Well, I'm nervous too." Wang Qingyan said in a low voice.
"Me too." Zhang Manyun agreed.
"Me too." Song Hanyu nodded sheepishly.
Several people looked at each other and all smiled.
However, Princess Changmin did not deliberately embarrass everyone sitting here. She only asked one question. It was based on chrysanthemum. She was divided into groups according to the table and wrote a poem to accompany the painting. Then it was for everyone to appreciate. However, if the people at the same table are talented
The love is extraordinary, so it’s okay to have a few more songs.
As soon as these words came out, Lin Zhu saw that some people looked happy, while others looked sad.
This question not only tests the talent and learning of these people, but also tests their calligraphy and painting skills. It can be said to be very comprehensive.
Then a very interesting phenomenon occurred among the people. Some people were immersed in their thoughts, while others were looking around. Some people were making gestures on the papers handed out by others, and some were watching carefully.
All around, they seemed to be on guard for fear of someone peeking.
Lin Zhu and the others at the table were also immersed in thought. Wang Qingyan saw Lin Zhu looking like an old god, and thought she had a plan in mind.
"Sister Zhu, have you thought of any good words?" Wang Qingyan asked curiously, and looked at her excitedly, as if all the hopes of the people at the table were pinned on her.
"Me?" Lin Zhu pointed to herself in surprise. Seeing Wang Qingyan nodding, she smiled speechlessly, "Sister Yan, do you think I have the time to learn these things?"
"Then what are you doing?" Wang Qingyan looked at her.
"Of course, after you finish writing, I will be responsible for cheering you up." Lin Zhu said a little shamelessly.
The other three people also heard the conversation between the two, and they all looked at Lin Zhu and smiled helplessly.
Both Zhang Manyun and Dong Yuzhen knew that Lin Zhu had no thought at all about this. And, of course, when they were in Linjia Village, they also tried to let Lin Zhu practice calligraphy, but she made various excuses to shirk it.
Therefore, unless it was something extremely important and ulterior, Lin Zhu's correspondence with them would always be written by someone else. Qian Xuehui was of course the best choice, because Feng Yuanbo was different, and Lin Zhu had already asked her if she could
When it comes to writing, the answer is of course yes, and my hand is very beautiful in small regular script with hairpin flowers.
She doesn't even like to practice writing, so naturally she doesn't appreciate those poems, songs, and the like.
"Cousin, don't count on her. Her handwriting makes people uncomfortable just reading it." Zhang Manyun patted Wang Qingyan gently.
"Isn't her calligraphy very good? After reading the previous letter, my mother asked me to learn more from Sister Zhu." Wang Qingyan said with some confusion.
"Pfft." Dong Yuzhen couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing, but she immediately covered her mouth and turned away. However, judging from the constant shrugging of her shoulders, the level of snickering was very serious.
"Well, Sister Yan," Ren Linzhu, no matter how shameless he was, blushed in embarrassment, "you deal with the business first, and I will explain the writing to you when you get back."
After comforting Wang Qingyan, Lin Zhu glanced at Dong Yuzhen and Zhang Manyun shyly.
The people at the table around them did not notice the conversation between Wang Qingyan and others, but Sun Shuirong listened clearly.
She felt that Lin Zhu had something in her hands, and she thought that she would definitely show it to her later.
On the men's side, Du Bin and Dong Wenbo sat together. Both of them were very knowledgeable people, so naturally they were not very embarrassed by this question. However, since it was the nature of the competition, although Du Bin did not want to compete with others, he did.
I really want to discuss with Dong Wenbo.
The two have a very tacit understanding of their own calligraphy and painting.
Princess Changmin's original intention was to make Mu Qiyue stand out among the crowd, so she naturally paid attention to whether he was among the crowd.
But a servant came to report that Mu Qiyue had never come to Lingbo Pavilion. Princess Changmin knew this and asked him to hide again.
Although the goal cannot be achieved, it cannot be interrupted in the middle. Therefore, Princess Changmin still looks very interested, waiting for these people's masterpieces to be released.
"Fourth Master, the question Her Royal Highness asked is not very simple, isn't it?" Mu Yun followed Mu Qiyue and asked meaningfully.
"It's difficult for those who don't know how to do it, but it's not difficult for those who can." Mu Qiyue didn't care about this kind of competition.
"Haha, then Miss Lin is in trouble." Mu Yun snickered.
Regarding Lin Zhu's matter, Mu Qiyue had known about it for a long time, and he knew it from Fu Dou'er's mouth.
"That's true." The corners of Mu Qiyue's mouth turned up. "However, there is a young lady from the Wang family beside her, so she won't be too sad after thinking about it." Although he did not appear at the competition venue, Mu Qiyue was very interested in it.
Lin Zhu was still concerned about the things around him.
"Fourth Master, is there anyone who is jealous of Miss Lin for talking to Her Royal Highness the Princess and is asking her some questions?" Mu Yun's words are not wrong. In the eyes of outsiders, Lin Zhu is a soft persimmon and is easy to handle.
Soft persimmon.
"I didn't expect that a good intention would end up like this." Mu Qiyue sighed slightly. "It doesn't matter. With the imperial aunt here, others don't dare to do anything to her."
"Go get some pens, ink, paper and inkstones." Mu Qiyue suddenly felt a little depressed. He wanted to write and express his feelings, so he ordered Mu Yun to go down.
In a secluded pavilion, Mu Qiyue stood there and looked into the distance. Not far away was a small mountain peak. Although it was a bit low, it was lush and well-proportioned under the artificial arrangement.
's beauty.
Not far from Mu Qiyue, there is a large area of golden chrysanthemums in full bloom. Although the chrysanthemums in this area are not expensive, they are easy to survive, and the entire area is full of flowers, which has a special interest in it.
Mu Yun spread out the paper, placed the pen on the table, and stood quietly behind Mu Qiyue.
Mu Qiyue stood for a while before picking up the pen and simply sketched on the paper.
For a long time, although Mu Qiyue became enlightened, he did not really pay serious attention to his growth, so he could only absorb what his teacher said in class, and then go back to his room to study it carefully.
experience.
Writing and painting became a way for him to relieve his melancholy at that time.
It is precisely because of this that his calligraphy became very good. Although no one appreciated it at the time, he still worked hard and found some rare calligraphy stickers. When he was young, he wrote bit by bit
Making progress.
In painting, he pays more attention to freehand brushwork. Of course, the most outstanding aspect of landscape painting is in the artistic conception.
Although there are only a few strokes, the mood of the painter can be integrated into it.
Looking at the beautiful scenery around him, Mu Qiyue was naturally inspired. The smooth lines of his pen were all poured onto the paper. The rice paper soaked in pen and ink also truly demonstrated Mu Qiyue's unknown talent.
Looking at the papers that were gradually being filled, Mu Yun stood behind Mu Qiyue, sighing secretly in his heart. How talented his master was. He could clearly look down on all the talented people, but because of some people's selfishness, he could only stay here.
People are exposed everywhere.
"Mu Yun, these are just trails, not worthy of publicity, and there is no benefit in knowing about them. Instead, they have trapped my life." Although Mu Qiyue did not look back, he looked at Mu Yun's expression,
He guessed his thoughts very clearly.
"Yes." After listening to his words, Mu Yun's complexion gradually improved. As long as Fourth Master feels happy, they, who are his subordinates, will naturally not cause trouble.
Soon Mu Qiyue's painting was coming to an end. After writing a line of poetry, Mu Qiyue asked Mu Yun to help pick it up. After the ink was dry, he put it away and went back to enjoy it slowly.
"Who?" Mu Yun suddenly looked towards a place not far from the pavilion.
And there stood a bewildered girl.
"Who are you?" Mu Qiyue placed the painting, stood on a high place, and looked down at her.
"This lady is from the Lin family, Xing Si, who are you?" Lin Qingxue got separated from the other sisters and ended up here unknowingly.
"The Lin family?" Mu Qiyue frowned and looked at her, "Miss Lin Fourth, shouldn't you be at Lingbo Pavilion now?"
"You didn't go there anyway. Why don't you secretly paint here alone? Aren't you embarrassed to see others?" Lin Qingxue was very angry because she was lost and was walking away, so she vented her anger on Mu Qiyue and the two of them.
She walked up to the pavilion and was shocked when she saw Mu Qiyue's paintings on the table. She raised her head and glanced at Mu Qiyue, suddenly feeling some strange emotions in her heart.
Less than 4,000, time is too late. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.)