Zhe Jinchun

Chapter 72

The sky was gloomy, gloomy like snow, and there were a few dead grasses on the courtyard wall, swaying in the wind, sometimes turning east, sometimes turning west.

Qin Su stood by the door, looking at the dark sky outside the corner of the corridor, his thoughts drifted far away.

"Girl, the painting table is ready, Ali has polished a pool of ink." Jinxiu came forward to report, then softened her voice, and said politely: "It's windy outside, girl, go back to the house."

Qin Su turned her head and smiled at her, and put down the curtain in her hand.

The painting table is just paper, ink, brush and inkstone, and there is no paint at all.Firstly, Qin Su didn't have any at hand, and secondly, Xiaozhong was not easy to use colors.

She stood in front of the painting table for a while, dipped the brush into the inkstone, and was about to write, when she heard someone knock on the courtyard door, and immediately there was a clear voice from the servant girl: "I have seen the girl, she is well. "

"Forget it, I'll take a look at my sixth sister." It was Qin Yanwan's voice as clear and soft as water, and it sounded like Lun's voice to Qin Su's ears at this moment.

Qin Su's hand holding the pen stopped in mid-air, and the worry between his brows was swept away.

It seems that this second sister, who loves to paint like a fanatic, has really been attracted.

Putting down the paintbrush casually, Qin Su curled the corners of her lips and walked out the door.Jinxiu hastily stepped forward to lift the curtain, with a sweet smile full of hospitality, she seemed happier than her master.

"Second sister is here, please come in quickly." Qin Su bowed to Qin Yan Wanfu from a distance, then stepped out of the corridor and stood at the bottom of the steps to meet her.

Qin Yanwan came in steps, with the gentle expression on her face as before.

Qin Su looked at her carefully, but saw that her crow-green hair was tied into a flat bun, and there was not even a wooden hairpin on it. She was simple and unpretentious, but her eyes were like autumn water, and her lips were like red.

Qin Su couldn't help but sigh secretly.

Everyone wears Zhan Huai, but wearing the same clothes on Qin Yanwan's body gives her an air of Qinglian Suhe.The snow-white sackcloth reflected the gloomy sky behind her, like a white orchid facing the wind, so beautiful.

"I came here uninvited, Sixth Sister, please don't blame me for being rude." Qin Yanwan whispered softly, and walked up to Qin Su, took her hand and looked her up and down, Fang nodded and said: "You look better. , I've grown some flesh." After saying this, he habitually touched her bun.

Qin Su was very uncomfortable, and couldn't bear the shy look of her youngest daughter, so she lowered her head to cover up her embarrassment.

Qin Yanwan laughed, covered her lips, raised her brows and eyes, nodded and said, "Sixth Sister only looks a bit like a younger sister when she is like this."

Qin Su was speechless for a moment, and let Qin Yanwan take her hand into the room.

There is a smoke cage in the corner of the east room, but there is no incense inside. The air is full of light ink and clear smell, the lingering fragrance of paper, and the warmth of the smoke cage, permeating every corner.

Qin Su asked Qin Yanwan to sit by the window, asked A Li to bring a cowhide warm bag, and asked the little servant girl to put the hidden bag made of rough linen on the back of the seat, Fang asked softly: "Second sister Are you here to teach me calligraphy?"

After taking away a few pages of Qin Yanzhao's poems, Qin Su also naturally stopped practicing calligraphy, and the matter of copying the scriptures has also come to an end for the time being. Today's question is just an introduction.

Qin Yanwan really shook her head, and said softly: "That's not true." He hesitated for a while, and then said: "I heard that the sixth younger sister has started to learn painting, so I came here to have a look."

With a calm tone, without any prying eyes or curiosity, those pair of water-cut pupils are as clear as a stream in the mountains, after watching for a long time, it seems that even one's heart has been washed clean.

For some reason, Qin Su's chest burned again.

She involuntarily raised her hand to touch her chest.

The lingering warmth radiating from that burden seemed to have passed through a whole life, and until today, it is still imprinted on her heart.

"What's wrong with Sixth Sister? Why is she so pale?" Seeing Qin Su's complexion changed slightly, Qin Yanwan asked with concern, and leaned forward, looking carefully at her face.

Qin Su quickly collected her mind, and replied with a slight smile: "It's nothing, but my paintings are very crude, and the second sister will laugh when she sees them." As she said this, she glanced at the painting case, with a slight expression on her face. Some uneasy.

Qin Yanwan waved her sleeves nonchalantly, and said in a gentle voice, "It's okay. You don't know, I like painting the most in my life, but unfortunately my brush is limited, so I can't always paint well. Now that I have Liumeimei as a colleague, we can just learn from each other .”

Qin Su blushed for a moment.

As for her two shady paintings, if Qin Yanwan was scared away, it would be hard to pull them back.

At this time, Jinxiu couldn't wait any longer, and without anyone's orders, she graciously brought out Qin Su's drawing, and put it on the side of the desk with a smile.

Qin Su turned around and scolded her: "You are meddlesome, I haven't said anything yet, you brought it first."

Jinxiu saw that Qin Su didn't look really angry, and she really wanted to show off her cleverness to Qin Yanwan, so she apologized and said with a smile: "It's rare that Er Niang is interested, I think the girl will be happy too."

Qin Su shook her head, and didn't bother with her, she stepped forward to unfold one of the paintings, handed it to Qin Yanwan and said, "Second Sister, I'll be happy if you don't make fun of me."

Qin Yanwan smiled and said nothing, just staring at the painting.

The painting is extremely simple, the main body is a corner of the eaves, with light ink and light strokes, extending a small half of the page from the right, with carved beams and painted buildings, very rich.Several branches of plum blossoms protrude from the upper right corner of the painting, slightly interlaced with the eaves, and there are more than three to five flowers on the branches. Because of filial piety, they dare not use bright colors, so they are dotted with thick ink.The rest is a large blank space.

Qin Yanwan's bright eyes flickered slightly, and a trace of interest flashed across her eyes.

This painting has such a pattern, which is a bit interesting, but this painting technique...

She pondered for a while, staring at the painting for a long time, but said nothing.

"How is it, second sister? Is the painting bad?" Qin Su asked with a very calm expression.

She didn't have much painting skills in the first place, so she is not afraid of being criticized badly at this time.

Qin Yan turned his eyes to her.

At that glance, he seemed to hesitate to speak, but also seemed to feel unbelievable. The light in his eyes was as bright as the waves of autumn water, which made Qin Su unable to continue to say the following words.

She hesitated for a while, and then she got away from that look, feeling a little surprised in her heart.

Her second sister was usually like a fairy, but she didn't want to be so sharp. Qin Su almost thought that her intentions had been seen through.

However, after Qin Yanwan took a look at her, she went to look at the painting carefully again, the expression on her face was also focused, and the heart that Qin Su raised returned to its original place.

Her intention today is not painting.

This painting is just a tool to lure Qin Yanwan here, what she really wants to talk about is about ethnology.

After pondering for a while, Qin Su sighed and said in a low voice: "I know that my second sister thinks that I can't draw well. In fact, I also want to learn more, but there is nowhere to learn." After speaking, he was silent for a while, and then said with a bit of yearning: "Second brother and third brother are so kind, you can ask Mr. Xiao for advice in the Xiao Family School."

How much envy and regret are all in the words.

　Thank you for the peace talisman of 1996 when Qing Ni covers the bright moon and the night is fading, and thank you Wu Gouxue for the money pot of the God of Wealth.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)