The host of Kuaichuan is domineering

Chapter 513 Idiot (35)

Lord Wang left, Zhao Chao was lying on the soft bed and was lazy, Jiang Tang walked around Yayuan, there was a lake behind the yard, because it was winter, it was getting dark very early, Jiang Tang couldn't see clearly What's on the other side of the lake.

In the evening, the maid brought dinner, six dishes and one soup. After eating, the maid came in to clean up in due course and left with a plate.

Next to the bedroom is a small study room separated by a screen. There is a large table with pens, inks, papers and inkstones on it. There is a small stool under him. Behind the desk is a whole wall of books. Jiang Tang casually I took out a copy, which was the only copy of the painter Zhang Yiju in the former dynasty.

Zhao Chao hugged his and Jiang Tang's pajamas, standing outside and urging.

"Jiang Tang, go take a shower!"

The excitement in the tone is self-evident.

It took almost an hour to take a shower, and Jiang Tang could finally rest. She was lying on her stomach in a big font, lazily looking at the picture album brought from the study, while Zhao Chao was practicing pens in the study.

For the next two days, Lord Wang didn't come to see them, Jiang Tang felt that he and Zhao Chao came to the palace for a three-day tour.

Two days ago, Wang Defu, who had changed into a dark blue inner servant, stood outside the door with his own floating dust.

"Your Majesty asked me to take Painter Zhao to visit the palace. Painter Zhao, bring your usual painting tools and go with this old slave."

Zhao Chao frowned.

"Is it just me?"

"There are many forbidden places in the imperial palace, and outsiders are not allowed to approach, so only you, Painter Zhao, go with me."

Zhao Chao didn't want to go, Jiang Tang whispered in his ear: "Go, I will follow you."

Do not follow, did not say that you are not allowed to follow secretly.

The imperial palace is a place that eats people and doesn't spit out bones, Jiang Tang is not at ease to let the little fool go alone.

Zhao Chao carried his painting bag on his back and followed Wang Defu towards the deep palace. The road was winding and winding, passing many small gardens, and he could see pieces of resplendent palace buildings from afar.

"Your Majesty called you here, one is to draw a long picture of the palace, and the other is to draw a palace banquet, which is a major event in the palace once a year. Artist Zhao must carefully measure the various courts and courtyards in the palace. On the day of the Chinese New Year, we have to describe the performances organized by the palace, is it still clear?"

Zhao Chao nodded, his eyes quietly glanced to the side, Jiang Tang's figure was like a dexterous cat, quickly turned and hid in the bushes.

"In front is the Qianqing Palace, where the empress of Shanggong lives. If you see the princess or empress later, remember not to look up, remember?"

Zhao Chao nodded, the prince had already told him a lot of things to pay attention to along the way, and Zhao Chao silently remembered them in his heart.

The Qianqing Palace is a building with an exotic style. Even in winter, there are large evergreen banana trees planted in front of the palace. The palace is domed and arched. Snow falls on the raised eaves, dripping into the water .

"Okay, let's start with the Qianqing Palace."

Zhao Chao nodded, set up a simple drawing table, took out paper and ink, and began to outline the outline of the Palace of Heavenly Purity. Right now, he is just sketching a rough outline, and he will slowly carve out the details when he returns home.

Wang Gonggong looked over and saw Zhao Chao's two or three strokes, and he drew the most distinctive outline of the Qianqing Palace. The strokes were clean and tidy, and the strokes were steady and fast. There are such achievements.

After about half a stick of incense, Zhao Chao put down the brush in his hand and spread out the whole painting to dry.

(End of this chapter)