After I was reborn, I became the queen mother by fortune telling

Chapter 178 I Am Your Grandmother
"Which famous artists does Jiang Guiren know?" Han Hui pursed her lips and smiled.

This gentleman Jiang is arty!

If you want to pretend to be knowledgeable, you don't have to speak so loudly!
Like a teacher asking a student, she asked herself.

If she said a few people's names, she would definitely agree with Zhang San's yes and Li Si's okay, so Han Hui decided to preemptively let Jiang Yu speak first.

Seeing Jiang Yu's pensive look, Han Hui couldn't help but feel amused, is she busy making up names?

"Is Jiang Guiren unable to tell?" Han Hui smiled, "If you can't tell, I don't mind telling Jiang Guiren a few."

"It's not that I can't tell, it's just that I'm not familiar with the famous meticulous painters, so it takes a long time to remember."

"Speaking of it, Mr. Jiang Beihai should be the best one in middle school, followed by Mr. Zheng Wenming. After that, there must be the descendants and disciples of the two old gentlemen, such as Jiang Ruxiu, Ouyang He and so on."

"I don't know who Ms. Han studied under? If it is in the north, I really can't remember it."

Han Hui was stunned for a moment.

What Jiang Guiren said was the most famous master of fine brush painting, how can I be qualified to be their disciple? My teacher is the disciple of Jiang Ruxiu, the son of Mr. Jiang Beihai. Three generations of disciples.

This gentleman Jiang has a big tone!

After listening to Jiang Yu's words, even Han Yaoqin, who has been keeping silent and indifferent to everything that happened here and was busy weaving wreaths, slowed down and began to listen carefully to their conversation .

"Where did you hear these names?" Han Hui asked with a frown.

"I already knew it, so I don't need to hear it from anywhere." Jiang Yu smiled lightly, "So, who is Miss Han's teacher?"

This Jiang nobleman must have heard some names from nowhere, and came here to show off.

I didn't expect that I wanted to make a fool of her, but I happened to encounter something she knew.

Han Hui regretted asking the question just now.

"My teacher is Mr. Jiang's disciple."

"Mr. Jiang? Is it Old Mr. Jiang, or Mr. Dajiang?" Jiang Yu asked deliberately.

Jiang Yu actually didn't know who Han Hui's teacher was, and presumably it wasn't the famous teachers she knew.

When she mentioned Mr. Jiang's disciple, Jiang Yu guessed that it should be Jiang Ruxiu's disciple.Jiang Ruxiu runs a school for the outside world, and those who have attended classes will claim to be Jiang Ruxiu's disciples when they go out.

Sure enough, Han Hui said with some embarrassment: "He is Mr. Jiang Ruxiu's disciple."

In the northern border, this is already excellent, and his teacher can be regarded as a celebrity among the local literati.

Whether Mr. Jiang or Jiang Ruxiu, it is not easy to become their direct disciple.

His own teacher is already Jiang Ruxiu's disciple.

The eldest princess invited him to come ten times a month, and taught herself for three years.

In fact, it should be considered that the eldest princess invited Han Hui and Han Yaoqin to teach her, but Han Yaoqin fished for three days and posted on the net for two days, and then she simply stopped learning.

Han Hui knows that every opportunity she has is hard-won, whether it is reading or painting, she spends a lot of time learning.

Although according to the teacher, I am not very talented, but judging from the final results, I can already be regarded as outstanding among the ladies.

Hearing Jiang Yu's understatement, Han Hui was a little angry.

"You say that, do you think you don't like Jiangmen's painting skills?" Han Hui's tone was a little bit unfriendly.

"Not really." Jiang Yu said earnestly, "Jiangmen's fine brushwork paintings are beautiful and elegant. If you are painting orchids, they must be sparse and strong. Miss Han's leaf..."

"What happened to this leaf?" Han Hui hadn't spoken yet, but it was Han Yaoqin who came over from the railing at some point and interjected.

Jiang Yu glanced at Han Yaoqin. Unlike her cousin, her face was round and childish, and her black eyes were slick, revealing intelligence and aura.

"This leaf is more than gorgeous, but lacks aura. It lacks the clear and clear spirit of the Jiangmen School of Painting."

Han Hui was simply shocked.

Although this Jiang Guiren was talking nonsense, he said it so seriously that it seemed to make sense.

She said that her teacher had also put forward comments on her paintings.

But this is just a girl younger than herself, how can she understand so much?

Don't just hear it from somewhere, follow suit, and run into a dead mouse here.

"Jiang Guiren said so, he must be a master too?" Han Hui glanced at her painting, a little unconvinced.

"It's not a master." Jiang Yu smiled, "However, Mr. Jiang Ruxiu also learned painting under the same teacher as me."

"Huh?" Han Hui couldn't help but covered her mouth and laughed, "Jiang Guiren, are you joking with me? Mr. Jiang's family has a long history, and he learned painting from his father. How come there are other teachers? ? Are you taking advantage of my seniority?"

Han Yaoqin threw down the flowers and plants in her hand, and said excitedly: "Sister Jiang, you have whetted my appetite, hurry up and draw a few strokes for me to see."

Han Hui looked at her cousin, and wanted to say a few words about her, but in front of outsiders, the cousin is also the princess, after all, he couldn't talk about her in the tone of his older sister teaching his younger sister, so he had to follow Han Yaoqin's words: "Yaoqin is right. Since Mrs. Jiang has such insight, and she is Mr. Jiang Ruxiu's fellow apprentice, then she should show her hands and let the girls know."

There was a bit of irony in her words, so she also used the word "civilian girl".

"What's so difficult about it, just treat me as a show of shame." Jiang Yu said with a smile.

Han Yaoqin pointed to her own table: "There are new paper and pens here, Sister Jiang, you can draw here."

Jiang Yu shook her head, looked at the leaf in front of her, and said to Han Hui: "If Miss Han doesn't mind, I will follow Miss Han and finish this orchid painting."

Han Hui looked at the leaf she had drawn, and nodded: "Your Majesty Jiang, please feel free."

This painting, Jiang Guiren said after a while, I already feel bad, even if I want to paint, I have to start again, let this Jiang Guiren continue to graffiti.

Jiang Yu then sat on the chair where Han Hui was sitting just now, stared intently at the orchids opposite her for a while, picked up the pen she had just used, dipped it in paint, and put down the pen steadily.

At first, only Han Yaoqin looked at it curiously, while Han Hui sat aside and drank the tea served by Xiaozhen and the middle-aged maid.

But the more time passed, the more frightened she became.

This style of brushwork, this charm, both resembles Jiangmen's and doesn't look like Jiangmen's.

She only added two leaves, a flower, and a few stones and moss, but the whole painting seemed to be a different painting.

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