Yan Liben ignored Li Yuanli's words and looked at Li Yuanying respectfully, still waiting for his comment.
"Excellent." Li Yuanying pointed to the flying skirt and said. “I’ve never seen a peony dancer before, but looking at this painting feels like I’m there.”
The beauty of Chinese painting lies in its charm, and the artistic conception in it is not comparable to that of Western painting. Not to mention the paintings of those famous people, such as Bi Lao and Fan Lao. Let’s not talk about the price. How many people can really understand them? You have to say what you want to deconstruct, but you can't understand it anyway. But the painting of ladies with hairpins, the painting of Along the River during the Qingming Festival, the painting of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, even a bird painted by Bada Shanren, even a person who does not know how to paint, can appreciate a trace of charm in it and be fascinated by it. This is what the Chinese people are fascinated by. The genetic code in DNA.
Yan Liben bowed his head and said respectfully: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for teaching me. I will study it carefully when I go back and draw better paintings."
The prince only pointed to the train of the skirt, explaining that there were still many areas for improvement in the expression, bun, dancing posture, peonies, etc.
Li Yuanying hurriedly stepped aside to avoid him. If this big boss develops in this direction, he will replace Wu Daozi and be called the saint of painting. I cannot bear the worship of a saint. He helped Yan Liben up and said, "I can't bear Shaojian Yan's great gift. Besides, this painting has nothing to do with me!"
Before you brought the painting over, I didn’t say a word to you tonight. How did I teach you how to transmit sounds through spiritual consciousness? This is the Tang Dynasty, not a world of immortals or fantasy.
"Peony flowers, the painting method used by the prince has never been seen before." Yan Liben crossed his hands and said respectfully. If the prince doesn't like bowing and saluting, then he should always respond with courtesy. He who masters it will be his teacher.
Li Yuanying blinked. Boss, are you too strong? You can directly change your painting style with just one flower. If someone makes an architectural model with a similar style, wouldn't you be able to create two saints in one person? He said with some confusion: "The special thing should be the birthmark, not the painting method."
As long as someone pretends to be stupid, no one will know the truth. As for how future generations will judge, anyway, it will not be worse than the original King Teng, so I don’t have any pressure!
Yan Liben slapped his forehead and said angrily: "Why didn't I think of the method of protruding? Thank you, Your Majesty, for teaching me!"
Li Yuanying: "..."
Boss, your frequency of enlightenment is a bit high. You are not an ordinary senior brother, nor are you an overly stable senior brother! A person is not the wisp of breeze between heaven and earth, and cannot help people realize the Tao!
"Prince Guo, can you give me a quiet room? The painting theory taught by my prince is too precious. I need to calm down and think." Yan Liben said to Li Feng with a crossed hands.
As long as he can understand it thoroughly and understand its true meaning, his painting skills will be unparalleled in the world and he will be invincible... uh uh uh, except King Teng.
Li Feng looked at the maid on the side and said with a smile: "Take Yan Zhenyi to the Qinglu Painting Studio and arrange the people to serve."
The maid bowed Yingying, responded softly, and led the way out of the hall.
"Young brother, it seems that Yan Liben really wants to join the army as a consultant for you." Li Yuanli said with great envy. "If he can draw a picture of King Teng's night banquet, you will be famous throughout the ages."
Yan Liben was commissioned by his second brother to draw pictures of emperors of the past dynasties. He traced his origins to Gu Kaizhi, and incorporated his grandeur and broad-mindedness into his paintings, using strong and thick lines. When expressing the image of an emperor, the expressions in the eyes, brows and lips of the characters are used to depict different personalities and temperaments. This can be said to be a stroke of genius and a pioneer of painting style.
Li Yuanying hurriedly shook his hand and said: "Brother, please spare me! If he draws a picture of the night banquet, the thorn sticks in the second brother's hand can break three!"
A certain person is destined to follow the Tengwang Pavilion Preface and leave his name throughout the ages. It’s better to save the night banquet picture! The pictures of Han Xizai's night banquet have been analyzed by later generations of experts. If you’re not sure, you can search for National Treasures, or there’s a new issue, Forbidden City, I forgot which issue it is.
The latter is likely to be harmed due to tax evasion in a certain relationship, so it is important to abide by the law.
Li Feng picked up the wine glass and said with a smile: "Don't worry, little brother, the second brother will not interrupt three things at once. At most, he will beat him up if he thinks of it. When you go to the fiefdom, this matter will be over."
The second brother is so busy that he won’t chase people to Tengzhou with vitex sticks and beat them up, hahaha...
Li Yuanying was as white as Li Feng, and sneered: "I will go visit Aunt Pingshou tomorrow and have a good chat with her about the Fang family, huh!"
You will kill the donkey and turn your back on others. I will also spread the fan fire and watch the boat capsize from the Yellow Crane Tower. Haha, if you want to be beaten, let's all come together. It's better to have fun alone than to have fun together.
A certain man will be as famous as the Yellow Crane Tower and the Yueyang Tower in the future. I am still afraid of you!
"Young brother, I'm wrong, let's watch the dance!" Li Feng hurriedly poured a glass of wine himself and held it to Li Yuanying with both hands. Why was he so arrogant? The younger brother is not the good-natured one like the pheasant slave, and he will definitely retaliate for his anger.
Li Yuanying took the wine with both hands and said with a smile: "Brother, how could I be wrong? Brothers are so polite."
Li Yuanli couldn't hold it in for a long time, so he lay on the brocade pillow beside him and laughed wildly, "Hahaha... I am really a wonderful person!"
The two beauties next to them said: "..."
When did King Xu act so wildly? I am destined to have no sleep tonight!
The cheerful drumbeats came, and a Huxuan dance started in the middle of the hall. The dancers were wearing tight-fitting dance clothes with a tube top, a belt around their waists, green trousers, red leather boots, soft gauze scarves, and various necklace armbands. , fluttering in the air like snowflakes, flying in the wind like fluffy grass.
Li Yuanying ignored Li Yuanli who joined the team of unreliable brothers and concentrated on enjoying the singing and dancing. Bai Letian wrote a poem about Hu Xuan Nu. The Hu Xuan girl in Lushan was fascinated by the emperor. His soldiers crossed the Yellow River and doubted whether they would fight back. The noble concubine's misunderstanding confuses the king's heart, and the thought of abandoning Ma Wei is even deeper.
The poet who is not ranked among the top ten is fair. The rise and fall of the country will come naturally, so why should the people of Wu blame Xi Shi? If Xi Shi conquers Wu and overthrows him, who will be the one who will overthrow Yue? Uncle Liu Huang is the one who understands. What’s wrong with working hard for half your life and enjoying yourself? Then play music, then dance!
Li Feng looked at Li Yuanli, who was still laughing wildly, and dragged him away directly. The younger brother was too young to do anything, but the tenth brother had no worries. The brothers have not sparred with each other for a long time, and tonight is the perfect time to meet, so we should congratulate each other with fists!
No one cared about the departure of the two princes. They touched the beauty's little hands, watched the maiko's performance, and occasionally made some colorful jokes between each other. They had a pleasant night banquet, singing and dancing.
"Don't be proud. The prince wanted to give you to Prince Teng, but he refused." Tuozhiwu's dancer looked at Mudan's face and said sarcastically.
Peony raised her hand to pick off the peonies on her temples, and said with a sweet smile: "So what? Peonies are the only true national beauty, and they move the capital when they bloom. From now on, whenever someone appreciates peonies, they will think of me. .As long as someone cares about Hua Huadian, they will also think of me."
Takueda Mai’s maiko: “…”
You ominous woman, what are you so arrogant about?
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