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Chapter 500 It's all about imagination

"If the eldest princess and the prince don't dislike it, then I should do my best!"

Gu Chengyu didn't mention the princess. In fact, what could happen in broad daylight?

"Jin Yu! Do you really want to paint?" Zhu Pang found it unbelievable. Gu Chengyu's paintings were good, so of course he knew about it.

But when painting in public, it is a bit inappropriate to paint the princess.

Of course it doesn't matter if it's a painting of those brothel girls. Anyway, the talented man and the beautiful woman are also a good story, and others will only think of it as a romantic affair.

But if you paint for the princess, you might even offer it to the empress. After all, it’s normal to look at the original painting after seeing the embroidery.

This is indeed good for fame, but Jinyu should not be sensitive to fame at the moment.

The tea tax proposed by Qian'er has already become famous, and what Gu Chengyu wants now is to keep a low profile.

Besides, wouldn’t Princess Rongjia have a crush on Jin Yu? If she could get the consent of the eldest princess or even the queen, wouldn’t Jin Yu want to marry him back?

Zhu Pang suddenly thought of Princess Rongjia's temperament and couldn't help but shudder.

I heard that Princess Rongjia has a somewhat aloof temperament. If she marries such a high-status woman, wouldn't she be offering sacrifices to a Bodhisattva?

If Jin Yu dared to take a concubine, he might go to the empress to cry.

Jin Yu is only a sixth-rank official, and has no foundation in the family. When the time comes, he will not be at the mercy of the princess?

Zhu Pang glanced at Gu Chengyu with pitiful eyes, and then he grinned.

If Gu Chengyu knew what Zhu Pang was thinking, he would be speechless.

I haven't even written a single word yet, I'm just making a picture, it's too much to think about.

Gu Chengyu had no intention of looking at Zhu Pang at the moment. No matter how envious and jealous others were, he was already curious about what the princess could do.

Not long after, I saw two girls approaching the gauze curtain.

The two of them lifted up each other and rolled up a gauze curtain. Only then did Gu Chengyu realize that the gauze curtain had not just one layer, but two layers.

Maybe one layer of gauze curtains was not effective enough to block it, so I hung two layers.

Now that it's rolled up a layer, it's indeed a little clearer than before.

It's just that the male guest's place is farther away from the hanging flower door. From here, you can actually see the trunk of the Qionghua tree and the shadowy figures.

In fact, only a few people who are close to the gauze curtain can see the other side, but other people are far away and can only see the woman's figure.

But no one had the shamelessness to rush ahead to watch, after all, such behavior would definitely be disgusting.

Zhu Pang glanced at the opposite side and saw a veiled girl walking towards the foot of the Qionghua tree. He couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, what could he see?

The hem of the pea green skirt can be seen, but the eyebrows are too blurry. How can Jin Yu draw it? Is it all based on imagination?

Princess Rongjia can really deceive people! She looks so blurry that you have to look carefully to see clearly even without the veil.

"Jin Yu! This is too vague. It's really hard for you." Zhu Pang patted Gu Chengyu's shoulder with pity in his tone.

But if it's all based on imagination and the painting doesn't look like the real person, wouldn't it make Gu Chengyu lose face?

Seeing that Qin Min couldn't see her sister's eyebrows clearly, she nodded with satisfaction. It seemed that her sister was still sensible.

As for how Gu Chengyu paints, that has nothing to do with him.

In fact, with Gu Chengyu's eyesight, he could naturally see more clearly than others, because he had already seen Yao Mengxian sitting far away from the Chuihua Gate.

The little girl was wearing a smoky red jacquard jacket, which made her look demure and beautiful.

At this time, he was talking to the little girl next to him. After saying a few words, he raised his head and looked in his direction.

"Come here! I will serve you with pen and ink!"

Only then did Gu Chengyu notice a girl wearing a pea-green fairy skirt standing under a Qionghua tree. He guessed that this was Princess Rongjia who was about to dance.

This noble aura is not difficult to guess, but the girl is covered with a veil. Gu Chengyu thought about it, but this painting is a bit difficult.

Don't think that you don't need to draw your facial features when you're wearing a veil, it's quite the opposite.

There is no need to draw the facial features, but the characters must be drawn with charm.

He thought about it for a while, and he could only stand out in terms of dance posture and temperament.

We also need to put a lot of effort into the Qionghua. The paintings of the ancients paid attention to aesthetic conception. A good Qionghua painting can add a lot of color to the figure painting.

But the viburnum is equally difficult to draw, because it is white. If you want to highlight the white viburnum, you have to put some thought into it.

Gu Chengyu took a look at the cinnabar, lead red, carbon black and lead white pigments on the desk. The materials were better than what he usually used.

This painting might even be shown to the Queen, so Gu Chengyu would certainly have to work hard to paint it.

A sound of pipa sounded, followed by guzheng, and the woman in green danced to the sound of the music. Gu Chengyu was concentrating on admiring the woman's dance.

After listening for a while, Gu Chengyu realized that this song was a green waist dance.

The woman's dance was light and graceful. A breeze blew by, causing her skirt to fly. The flying skirts were layered on top of each other, spinning like blooming green peonies.

Qionghua is flying, and the girl in green dancing under the tree is like a flying goddess of the Nine Heavens.

Seeing that Gu Chengyu had not made any move, everyone began to wonder, could it be that Gu Chengyu was not good at painting? So what did Mr. Lu mean?

However, it is not easy to draw that blurry figure. Besides, it has to be drawn like it?

If Gu Chengyu had never met Princess Rongjia, she would be at a disadvantage. Everyone was looking forward to Gu Chengyu's paintings, and even the poems that were just appreciated by everyone were no longer interested. This made Min Feng so angry that he wanted to go crazy.

Gu Chengyu carefully observed Princess Rongjia's every move and engraved it deeply in his mind.

The first thing Gu Chengyu painted was not the characters, but the Qiong flowers. The layout of the entire painting was the Qiong flowers, so Gu Chengyu first carefully observed the movements of Princess Rongjia and kept them in his mind. He could not paint while watching.

When ancient people painted white flowers, they usually used light ink to outline them without coloring, leaving the middle blank. This is because the white rice paper cannot be seen even if it is painted white.

But Gu Chengyu didn't intend to do this, as it would be a bit cliché. He chose to first use white paint to draw the petals of the viburnum on rice paper, and then outline it with light ink.

Zhu Pang and Qin Min were closest to Gu Chengyu. They were both a little strange. What was the significance of using white paint to paint the petals of Qionghua?

Although they are not good at painting, they have been taught by famous artists since they were young, but they just did not study seriously! Ahem! In fact, to put it bluntly, they just have no talent.

Even if their painting skills are average, they still know the most basic coloring of Danqing. White flowers like this are basically painted using light ink outlines and white spaces.

Then wouldn't it be unnecessary for Gu Chengyu to use white paint to fill in the color?

Zhu Pang looked a little hesitant and wanted to remind Gu Chengyu, but was stopped by Qin Min.

Glancing at Gu Chengyu, who was concentrating on painting, he had no choice but to keep silent. When painting, he was most afraid of being disturbed. If he was disturbed, his inspiration might escape.


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