Li Yuanying put away the last stroke, marked the page number, put down the drawing board and the wood stick in his hand, turned sideways, waved his hands and said: "Taishi Ling, don't do this, I just scribbled casually, how can I teach you?" We can discuss and communicate more and draw better paintings."
Be Li Chunfeng’s teacher, haha, stop making trouble! I had no intention of experiencing the treatment of Mr. Sun being pulled by his beard and sprayed with saliva. When you get here, it's not as simple as pulling your beard. Brother will get furious and use the same methods to deal with the enemy to torture the lonely, weak and helpless person!
Aye is gone, sister-in-law has also left, no one can save me!
What? Sizi! What kind of joke are you kidding me? How could a certain person hide behind a little girl if he wanted to face someone? How can I travel around the world in the future?
Li Chunfeng did not regard himself as an outsider. He sat on Li Yuanying's low couch and said, "Excuse me, Miss Chuntao, to help me get a drawing board."
There are a lot of bamboo paper and wood rotten seeds, so there is no need to bring more for now.
Chuntao nailed the bamboo paper to the drawing board, put it in Li Chunfeng's hand, and then returned to its original position.
Li Chunfeng picked up Mu Xianzi and followed Li Yuanying's movements to draw a new dance scene on the bamboo paper. The six beauties, with their long sleeves fluttering, are dancing the white gauze dance. They are even more graceful than the branches of spring jasmine swaying in the wind not far away.
"Li Ling, their eyes should match the distance and nearness, but the difference is not that big." After Li Yuanying finished drawing, he looked at the picture drawn by Li Chunfeng and circled a few unreasonable places with wooden sticks. I sighed again in my heart: There are really geniuses in this world. Just follow the new painting method and the overall painting effect will be better than that of a fisherman who is tutored by a teacher every weekend. God is unfair!
After listening to Li Yuanying's instructions, Li Chunfeng took a piece of bamboo paper and drew it again...
...Li Yuanying handed the drawing board to Chuntao, decisively gave up the plan to continue drawing, and said with a particularly gentle smile: "Li Ling, I leave the rest of the capture to you, I will concentrate on enjoying the singing and dancing."
"Wei." Li Chunfeng seemed to have discovered a new world. He could truly write like the wind. He was indeed a man with a windy name.
The saying practice makes perfect is very useful in most things. Especially when the person doing something is not only diligent but also talented, ordinary people don't even have despair, only admiration.
Li Chunfeng can definitely work as a mock portraitist for the Ministry of Justice or Dali Temple, and he has mastered the art of blending sketches into line drawings perfectly. The beauty's delicate face and smart expression match the elegant long-sleeved skirt. ,excellent.
If appropriate means are used to make it into a cartoon, it will definitely surpass Dionis, Factory, Pimuse and Wei! Alas, I'm afraid I won't have a chance in my lifetime... The cost of this kind of illusion is not generally too high. Except for Luoyang, there is no possibility of promotion, so let's continue watching shadow puppet shows.
"Li Ling, you can help guide the painters who draw wanted posters." Li Yuanying said with emotion. "Every time I see the... simple style of their paintings, I deeply suspect that they are just doing it to draw lots and deal with errands."
Li Chunfeng hesitated for a moment and drew lots... If he could teach those painters, it would be considered a meritorious deed. Although the person they captured to replace him was not a good person, there was still a difference between petty theft and murder. He said softly: "The prince is right. I can teach two people, and they will teach the rest."
In order for the master to follow... away from Chang'an, someone can only be in charge. Sun Gong may stay in Chang'an in another form. The role of Sinong Temple is also very important.
Li Yuanying poured two glasses of wine, one for Li Chunfeng, and said with a somewhat presumptuous smile: "Taishi Ling Gaoyi, I finally don't have to look at those notices and want to beat people up. It would be even better if Mr. Sun could learn how to find it according to the medical books." I tried herbal medicine a few times, but there were so many similarities that I was really blind."
"Wei, it has nothing to do with Mr. Sun to tell someone." Li Chunfeng held the wine glass, drank it all in one gulp, and said with a smile. Master's ability to recognize people is too great, and the journey is indeed long and long.
Li Yuanying, who was in a high mood, didn't expect that his princess and Zuo Ruren would be there the next day, and he didn't expect that the time to go to Jinzhou would be advanced, and he would be accompanied by two big bosses, Li Jing and Tang Jian.
Even more shocked than him was Su Dingfang, the general of the Zuowei Zhonglang. He had been neglected by His Majesty for many years and was not allowed to participate in the Battle of Tuyuhun. He finally got the opportunity to go to Songzhou. Why did his daughter Erniang become Teng before he even set off? princess?
What's even more outrageous is that Tang Fu's granddaughter is Zuo Ruren, and You Ruren was also personally given by His Majesty.
Erniang is not easy to be a princess!
Su Dingfang didn't dare to jump, but Li Yuanying did. Before anyone could enter the East Side Hall, the sound of howling could be heard, "Brother, what did I do wrong? You want to treat me like this?! I'm going to Xianling to find someone." Aye, go away, you don’t keep your word!”
Hearing Li Yuanying's words, the veins on Li Shimin's forehead jumped and he said angrily: "Get in!"
Li Yuanying pushed open the palace door, ignored Zhang Ananda and the others, ran to Li Shimin, sat down on the lichen, and said with great grievance: "Who doesn't know that the second mother of the Su family can shoot a bow with both hands? My brother asked her to be mine. Princess, aren’t you going to waste your life in vain? You might as well go directly to Xianling to accompany Aye!”
"Another nonsense!" Li Shimin slapped Li Yuanying on the forehead, took a scroll next to him, and said, "This is a portrait of the second girl of the Su family. Li Chunfeng took a look at it and painted it using the new method you taught."
Li Yuanying took the scroll and unfolded it. His eyes instantly brightened three times. He looked at Li Shimin and said with a very flattering smile: "Thank you, brother. Su Erniang and I are destined to be Princess Teng! I wonder if the second brother also has Tang Qiniang?" portrait?"
If Wu'e is a bright and graceful peony, then Su Erniang is a beautiful and elegant hibiscus. In addition, she can shoot a bow with both hands, so she doesn't have to worry about people in the backyard daring to trouble her.
As for Wu'e, her mother has gone to Tengzhou with her. Those two brothers, haha, Yazhou is short of people to plant trees... No, there is a shortage of officials. One is the Sima of Yazhou and the other is the Sima of Leizhou. Both are Cong Liu. In terms of rank, the reason is very simple. The descendants of the Duke of the country should be selected. How to serve the country as an eighth-rank official?
They went south gratefully, with very cheerful expressions~
"Aren't you going to go to the mausoleum?" Li Shimin rolled his eyes at Li Yuanying and sneered, "If you don't keep your word, you'd better go and complain to Aye to avoid being further wronged in the future."
Li Yuanying put down the scroll, picked up the pot on the table, poured a cup of hot tea, offered it to Li Shimin with both hands, and said with an even more flattering smile: "Brother, you are joking, Aye has passed away in bliss, how could I be so unfilial to disturb you?" He’s an old man. Besides, how has brother ever broken his word? Who said that? Someone broke his legs!”
Li Shimin: "..."
Although we don't pay much attention to martial arts, we really don't care as much as my younger brother!
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