Chapter 592
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Once he had this idea in his mind, Qi Chengfeng felt his scalp numb. Looking at these red curtains, he thought of Su wanwan's words, and the word "ghost marriage" came into his mind!
Qi Chengfeng was staring at the bed, and he felt embarrassed.
Jin Yao came over, looked at the bed and said, "my husband, what's wrong with this bed? As like as two peas, I had no intention of paying my respects to my grandfather.
"I don't think this bed is different. I just think the silk cloth on this bed seems to be a little dirty." Qi Chengfeng said, seeing that Jin Yao's face slowed down a little, and the suspicion in his heart was rising again, and it became more and more intense.
Suddenly, outside the door sounded the voice of the servants, "young master, young lady, master summoned."
"Why?" Qi Chengfeng asked.
"The master invited a lady to come and paint for the young master and his wife." Said the servant.
"Is it?" Qi Chengfeng sat down on the bed and said, "I don't want to draw any more. I have a headache today. I'll talk about it in a few days."
"This..." The servants looked at each other, looked at Qi Chengfeng, and then looked at Jin Yao. Jin Yao said, "my husband, it's a good thing that my father-in-law asks someone to come and paint for us. Why don't we be like the past? If you say you have a headache, why don't we ask the master to paint for us
It's a good saying, but when I think of the portrait that Jin Yao took out of her bed, the black lines, the white rice paper, the hard lines, are so rigid that they look like A portrait of the dead.
Not Qi, I said: "painting."
After saying that he wanted to leave, he was stopped by Jin Yao. Jin Yao gently tooted his mouth and said, "my husband Let's go! We don't have portraits in one place. "
The girl's voice is soft and glutinous without bone. Qi Chengfeng's face moves a little more, and says: "good."
They went to change their clothes, and then sat in the courtyard. From time to time, a man came with a painting box, placed his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and spread the huge rice paper.
Qi Chengfeng noticed that there were different pigments in the ink placed, which happened to match their clothes.
The master said, "young master, don't be surprised. I'm a scholar from abroad. This painting is also learned from the West. The pigment is made by my concentrated research. Although it is different from the paintings of Yan state, it is lifelike without charm. Don't be surprised."
Western painting? With the pigment, it seems that there are bones and flesh, which is much better than the portrait of Jinyao that he saw today.
Qi Chengfeng said: "no problem, painting."
The master laughed and picked up the pen. However, he drew the outline of Qi Chengfeng and Jin Yao holding hands in black ink. Then he put the painting down and quietly picked it up with another piece of white rice paper. He outlined the outline of Qi Chengfeng's clothes, middle-aged clothes and trousers, including Qi Chengfeng's hair bands, and let the paper go People take it.
Seeing this, Qi Chengfeng stood up, thought of chasing after him, and said, "how are you doing? Let me have a look
The servant looked at Qi Chengfeng and stepped forward a step. However, the master stopped him and said, "young master, please continue to sit down. Don't delay. I've almost finished my painting."
"Yes? Then why do you want to throw away paper? " Qi Chengfeng took up the paper regardless of the obstruction and looked at the upper part of the painting as if it was a typed desecration. He was very confused and said, "what is this?"
"This..." The master coughed, went over, pointed out the different pigments used in the pattern of the clothes and trousers, and said, "you see, I'll use the paint to dot it first, and then I'll paint your two charms, and then I'll decorate it with marking paint. You two don't have to stay in this state. You can relax earlier
Having said that, why do we need to be so formal just to mark the paint? As if the clothes along the lines can be cut out of a real dress, Qi Chengfeng frown, always feel very strange in the heart.
Jin Yao came over and said with a smile, "Xianggong, this master is really intentional. The portraits I drew before actually lasted three hours! Standing in my backache, and this master is very clever, now painting is not an hour will soon end! Come on and stand, and we'll have a rest in a moment
Qi Chengfeng answered and sat down with him. The master said again, "two, please come closer."
Qi Chengfeng had no choice but to get close to Jinyao. However, the Master seemed afraid that it was not enough. He said, "young master, please put your head on Miss's hair."
This painting is so intimate that if it is finished, it can't be taken out and hung. It can only become a thing in the house.
Qi Chengfeng, following the instructions of his master, placed his sharp and thin chin on the hair of Jinyao. His red lips were entangled with a trace of hair. He only felt itchy, and even his heart felt itchy.
On second thought, Qi Chengfeng felt that this picture was very familiar, as if it had happened somewhere. Suddenly, a pain in the head, the girl's shy face appeared again in the mind.
The girl's lips are red and teeth are white, her eyes are as bright as stars, and her eyes are like the moon when she smiles. That is Su wanwan!
Why did she appear in his dream? Qi was shocked by the wind. Looking at the master, he saw the painter put away the paper and walked away. Jin Yao was not with her for a long time. Jin Yao went to see the painting and was very satisfied with it. "It was really lifelike," he saidAfter that, he took Qi Chengfeng's hand and said with a smile, "my husband, let's mount this painting and hang it in the room. How about it?"
"Good." Qi Chengfeng said, absent-minded. Looking at Jin Yao's face, he found that the picture was gradually blurred. After a moment, it was clear. However, what he saw was su wanwan's face!
What's the matter with him! Qi Chengfeng frowned, how can not think of the reason.
The painter took Qi Chengfeng's portrait to the courtyard of master Jin and said, "master Jin, please have a look."
"It's a good picture." Master Jin nodded, took the portrait in his hand and walked around for a few times. Then he said, "yes! I didn't expect that Liu Zhu, a paper man, has such a high painting skill. "
"It's natural." The man named Liu Zhu was very proud and said, "if my father didn't want me to inherit the skill of paper binding man, I would be a famous painter in the world at this time."
This is really not modest at all! However, it is also worthy of its name! Master Jin was very satisfied and said, "go and cut out those things. I will get them tomorrow! It's going to be good for you
"Yes." Liu Zhu nods to leave. From time to time, he cuts out the paper, and then uses bamboo strips to tie out human figures, and then daub them with paint. From time to time, a "Qi Chengfeng" appears.
Liu Zhu sent the things to master Jin, who was very satisfied. He said, "order to go down and get ready for the ghost marriage."
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Once he had this idea in his mind, Qi Chengfeng felt his scalp numb. Looking at these red curtains, he thought of Su wanwan's words, and the word "ghost marriage" came into his mind!
Qi Chengfeng was staring at the bed, and he felt embarrassed.
Jin Yao came over, looked at the bed and said, "my husband, what's wrong with this bed? As like as two peas, I had no intention of paying my respects to my grandfather.
"I don't think this bed is different. I just think the silk cloth on this bed seems to be a little dirty." Qi Chengfeng said, seeing that Jin Yao's face slowed down a little, and the suspicion in his heart was rising again, and it became more and more intense.
Suddenly, outside the door sounded the voice of the servants, "young master, young lady, master summoned."
"Why?" Qi Chengfeng asked.
"The master invited a lady to come and paint for the young master and his wife." Said the servant.
"Is it?" Qi Chengfeng sat down on the bed and said, "I don't want to draw any more. I have a headache today. I'll talk about it in a few days."
"This..." The servants looked at each other, looked at Qi Chengfeng, and then looked at Jin Yao. Jin Yao said, "my husband, it's a good thing that my father-in-law asks someone to come and paint for us. Why don't we be like the past? If you say you have a headache, why don't we ask the master to paint for us
It's a good saying, but when I think of the portrait that Jin Yao took out of her bed, the black lines, the white rice paper, the hard lines, are so rigid that they look like A portrait of the dead.
Not Qi, I said: "painting."
After saying that he wanted to leave, he was stopped by Jin Yao. Jin Yao gently tooted his mouth and said, "my husband Let's go! We don't have portraits in one place. "
The girl's voice is soft and glutinous without bone. Qi Chengfeng's face moves a little more, and says: "good."
They went to change their clothes, and then sat in the courtyard. From time to time, a man came with a painting box, placed his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and spread the huge rice paper.
Qi Chengfeng noticed that there were different pigments in the ink placed, which happened to match their clothes.
The master said, "young master, don't be surprised. I'm a scholar from abroad. This painting is also learned from the West. The pigment is made by my concentrated research. Although it is different from the paintings of Yan state, it is lifelike without charm. Don't be surprised."
Western painting? With the pigment, it seems that there are bones and flesh, which is much better than the portrait of Jinyao that he saw today.
Qi Chengfeng said: "no problem, painting."
The master laughed and picked up the pen. However, he drew the outline of Qi Chengfeng and Jin Yao holding hands in black ink. Then he put the painting down and quietly picked it up with another piece of white rice paper. He outlined the outline of Qi Chengfeng's clothes, middle-aged clothes and trousers, including Qi Chengfeng's hair bands, and let the paper go People take it.
Seeing this, Qi Chengfeng stood up, thought of chasing after him, and said, "how are you doing? Let me have a look
The servant looked at Qi Chengfeng and stepped forward a step. However, the master stopped him and said, "young master, please continue to sit down. Don't delay. I've almost finished my painting."
"Yes? Then why do you want to throw away paper? " Qi Chengfeng took up the paper regardless of the obstruction and looked at the upper part of the painting as if it was a typed desecration. He was very confused and said, "what is this?"
"This..." The master coughed, went over, pointed out the different pigments used in the pattern of the clothes and trousers, and said, "you see, I'll use the paint to dot it first, and then I'll paint your two charms, and then I'll decorate it with marking paint. You two don't have to stay in this state. You can relax earlier
Having said that, why do we need to be so formal just to mark the paint? As if the clothes along the lines can be cut out of a real dress, Qi Chengfeng frown, always feel very strange in the heart.
Jin Yao came over and said with a smile, "Xianggong, this master is really intentional. The portraits I drew before actually lasted three hours! Standing in my backache, and this master is very clever, now painting is not an hour will soon end! Come on and stand, and we'll have a rest in a moment
Qi Chengfeng answered and sat down with him. The master said again, "two, please come closer."
Qi Chengfeng had no choice but to get close to Jinyao. However, the Master seemed afraid that it was not enough. He said, "young master, please put your head on Miss's hair."
This painting is so intimate that if it is finished, it can't be taken out and hung. It can only become a thing in the house.
Qi Chengfeng, following the instructions of his master, placed his sharp and thin chin on the hair of Jinyao. His red lips were entangled with a trace of hair. He only felt itchy, and even his heart felt itchy.
On second thought, Qi Chengfeng felt that this picture was very familiar, as if it had happened somewhere. Suddenly, a pain in the head, the girl's shy face appeared again in the mind.
The girl's lips are red and teeth are white, her eyes are as bright as stars, and her eyes are like the moon when she smiles. That is Su wanwan!
Why did she appear in his dream? Qi was shocked by the wind. Looking at the master, he saw the painter put away the paper and walked away. Jin Yao was not with her for a long time. Jin Yao went to see the painting and was very satisfied with it. "It was really lifelike," he saidAfter that, he took Qi Chengfeng's hand and said with a smile, "my husband, let's mount this painting and hang it in the room. How about it?"
"Good." Qi Chengfeng said, absent-minded. Looking at Jin Yao's face, he found that the picture was gradually blurred. After a moment, it was clear. However, what he saw was su wanwan's face!
What's the matter with him! Qi Chengfeng frowned, how can not think of the reason.
The painter took Qi Chengfeng's portrait to the courtyard of master Jin and said, "master Jin, please have a look."
"It's a good picture." Master Jin nodded, took the portrait in his hand and walked around for a few times. Then he said, "yes! I didn't expect that Liu Zhu, a paper man, has such a high painting skill. "
"It's natural." The man named Liu Zhu was very proud and said, "if my father didn't want me to inherit the skill of paper binding man, I would be a famous painter in the world at this time."
This is really not modest at all! However, it is also worthy of its name! Master Jin was very satisfied and said, "go and cut out those things. I will get them tomorrow! It's going to be good for you
"Yes." Liu Zhu nods to leave. From time to time, he cuts out the paper, and then uses bamboo strips to tie out human figures, and then daub them with paint. From time to time, a "Qi Chengfeng" appears.
Liu Zhu sent the things to master Jin, who was very satisfied. He said, "order to go down and get ready for the ghost marriage."
Once he had this idea in his mind, Qi Chengfeng felt his scalp numb. Looking at these red curtains, he thought of Su wanwan's words, and the word "ghost marriage" came into his mind! Qi Chengfeng was staring at the bed, and he felt embarrassed. Jin Yao came over, looked at the bed and said, "my husband, what's wrong with this bed? As like as two peas, I had no intention of paying my respects to my grandfather. "I don't think this bed is different. I just think the silk cloth on this bed seems to be a little dirty." Qi Chengfeng said, seeing that Jin Yao's face slowed down a little, and the suspicion in his heart was rising again, and it became more and more intense. Suddenly, outside the door sounded the voice of the servants, "young master, young lady, master summoned." "Why?" Qi Chengfeng asked. "The master invited a lady to come and paint for the young master and his wife." Said the servant. "Is it?" Qi Chengfeng sat down on the bed and said, "I don't want to draw any more. I have a headache today. I'll talk about it in a few days." "This..." The servants looked at each other, looked at Qi Chengfeng, and then looked at Jin Yao. Jin Yao said, "my husband, it's a good thing that my father-in-law asks someone to come and paint for us. Why don't we be like the past? If you say you have a headache, why don't we ask the master to paint for us It's a good saying, but when I think of the portrait that Jin Yao took out of her bed, the black lines, the white rice paper, the hard lines, are so rigid that they look like A portrait of the dead. Not Qi, I said: "painting." After saying that he wanted to leave, he was stopped by Jin Yao. Jin Yao gently tooted his mouth and said, "my husband Let's go! We don't have portraits in one place. " The girl's voice is soft and glutinous without bone. Qi Chengfeng's face moves a little more, and says: "good." They went to change their clothes, and then sat in the courtyard. From time to time, a man came with a painting box, placed his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and spread the huge rice paper. Qi Chengfeng noticed that there were different pigments in the ink placed, which happened to match their clothes. The master said, "young master, don't be surprised. I'm a scholar from abroad. This painting is also learned from the West. The pigment is made by my concentrated research. Although it is different from the paintings of Yan state, it is lifelike without charm. Don't be surprised." Western painting? With the pigment, it seems that there are bones and flesh, which is much better than the portrait of Jinyao that he saw today. Qi Chengfeng said: "no problem, painting." The master laughed and picked up the pen. However, he drew the outline of Qi Chengfeng and Jin Yao holding hands in black ink. Then he put the painting down and quietly picked it up with another piece of white rice paper. He outlined the outline of Qi Chengfeng's clothes, middle-aged clothes and trousers, including Qi Chengfeng's hair bands, and let the paper go People take it. Seeing this, Qi Chengfeng stood up, thought of chasing after him, and said, "how are you doing? Let me have a look The servant looked at Qi Chengfeng and stepped forward a step. However, the master stopped him and said, "young master, please continue to sit down. Don't delay. I've almost finished my painting." "Yes? Then why do you want to throw away paper? " Qi Chengfeng took up the paper regardless of the obstruction and looked at the upper part of the painting as if it was a typed desecration. He was very confused and said, "what is this?" "This..." The master coughed, went over, pointed out the different pigments used in the pattern of the clothes and trousers, and said, "you see, I'll use the paint to dot it first, and then I'll paint your two charms, and then I'll decorate it with marking paint. You two don't have to stay in this state. You can relax earlier Having said that, why do we need to be so formal just to mark the paint? As if the clothes along the lines can be cut out of a real dress, Qi Chengfeng frown, always feel very strange in the heart. Jin Yao came over and said with a smile, "Xianggong, this master is really intentional. The portraits I drew before actually lasted three hours! Standing in my backache, and this master is very clever, now painting is not an hour will soon end! Come on and stand, and we'll have a rest in a moment Qi Chengfeng answered and sat down with him. The master said again, "two, please come closer." Qi Chengfeng had no choice but to get close to Jinyao. However, the Master seemed afraid that it was not enough. He said, "young master, please put your head on Miss's hair." This painting is so intimate that if it is finished, it can't be taken out and hung. It can only become a thing in the house. Qi Chengfeng, following the instructions of his master, placed his sharp and thin chin on the hair of Jinyao. His red lips were entangled with a trace of hair. He only felt itchy, and even his heart felt itchy. On second thought, Qi Chengfeng felt that this picture was very familiar, as if it had happened somewhere. Suddenly, a pain in the head, the girl's shy face appeared again in the mind. The girl's lips are red and teeth are white, her eyes are as bright as stars, and her eyes are like the moon when she smiles. That is Su wanwan! Why did she appear in his dream? Qi was shocked by the wind. Looking at the master, he saw the painter put away the paper and walked away. Jin Yao was not with her for a long time. Jin Yao went to see the painting and was very satisfied with it. "It was really lifelike," he saidAfter that, he took Qi Chengfeng's hand and said with a smile, "my husband, let's mount this painting and hang it in the room. How about it?" "Good." Qi Chengfeng said, absent-minded. Looking at Jin Yao's face, he found that the picture was gradually blurred. After a moment, it was clear. However, what he saw was su wanwan's face! What's the matter with him! Qi Chengfeng frowned, how can not think of the reason. The painter took Qi Chengfeng's portrait to the courtyard of master Jin and said, "master Jin, please have a look." "It's a good picture." Master Jin nodded, took the portrait in his hand and walked around for a few times. Then he said, "yes! I didn't expect that Liu Zhu, a paper man, has such a high painting skill. " "It's natural." The man named Liu Zhu was very proud and said, "if my father didn't want me to inherit the skill of paper binding man, I would be a famous painter in the world at this time." This is really not modest at all! However, it is also worthy of its name! Master Jin was very satisfied and said, "go and cut out those things. I will get them tomorrow! It's going to be good for you "Yes." Liu Zhu nods to leave. From time to time, he cuts out the paper, and then uses bamboo strips to tie out human figures, and then daub them with paint. From time to time, a "Qi Chengfeng" appears. Liu Zhu sent the things to master Jin, who was very satisfied. He said, "order to go down and get ready for the ghost marriage."
