Wentang

Chapter 461 Painting
After leaving the medical school, Yue Shan took Xu Shanying to Sixingping.

At this time, the village has long since changed from its original humble appearance. Every household is a small courtyard with green bricks and large tile-roofed houses.

There are credits of the common people themselves. Every household has divided hundreds of acres of land. After several years of hard work, it is already a rare family with surplus food.

Another part is due to Yueshan’s contribution. The academy and other industries in Yueshan have provided many jobs for everyone, and they can work part-time to earn cash during the slack season.

Some families even assign one or two people to work for Yueshan, while others work harder to farm.

For example, now, Yue Shan won the qualifications for the people with the four surnames Ping to make military supplies, so that the villagers can sit at home and earn money in winter.

Today he came to the village to check the production of cotton clothes.

That's a real padded jacket, a padded jacket made of cotton.

This year, Yueshan planted [-] mu of cotton in one go, and the harvested cotton piled up like a mountain.

The best cotton was used by him to make clothes and give as gifts. As long as the dignitaries of the imperial court have a good relationship, they will naturally have a set of people in the palace.

After discussing with Li Shimin, he discussed with Li Shimin to make all the remaining cotton into cotton clothes and distribute them to the soldiers of Wanqi.

Originally, he planned to go directly to Yue Erwa's house, but Yue Erwa helped him watch over this matter.

Unexpectedly, the two met on the way.

"Er Weng, this way." Yue Shan got off his horse and said.

"Come out and see if these guys are lazy. These are clothes made for Wanqi, so we can't miss the time." Yue Erwa walked over in three steps and said:
"Why are you here in this cold weather, go home quickly, don't freeze."

"No need, I'll just come over and ask about the production of cotton-padded clothes. I won't go in if I need the capital later," Yue Shan said.

"I just checked it, and it's almost finished, so I just need to finish it. Five days, no, it can be finished in three days. Then you can ask Wanqi's people to come and pull it, or we can send it over." Yue Yue Erwa patted her chest and said.

"Well, I'll ask General Niu to send someone to pick it up in five days." Yue Shan set the date with a smile.

He is good at everything, but he likes to exaggerate. If he said three days, it would take at least five days.If Yue Shan really believed his words, he would take it in three days, he would turn around and beg the villagers to work overtime.

After discussing the time to pick up the goods, the two separated, Yue Erwa continued to inspect the village, and Yue Shan went to Feng Yi's house.

Knocking on the door, I found that there were several women chatting and sewing cotton clothes in the room.Seeing that it was Yue Shan, these women immediately became excited and ran over to say hello one by one.

Yue Shan responded one by one with a smile on his face, and then said to Feng Yi's mother: "Sister-in-law of the Feng family, Xiaoyi has written. Everything is fine there, and let me take him to greet you."

Feng Yiniang's eyes lit up, and she said excitedly: "Really? That's great, will he come back during the Chinese New Year?"

"Um, maybe I won't be able to come back until next year." Yue Shan said a little uncomfortably.

"Oh." Feng Yiniang was a little disappointed, but still forced a smile and said, "I see, Dalang, when you reply to the letter, tell him for me, let him do things well, don't lose face of Master, don't think about family, everything is fine with us .”

"Well, okay, I see, I will write him back when I get back." Yue Shan said quickly.

"Thank you so much, Da Lang." At this time, Feng Yiniang also recovered, with a smile on her face again, and said: "By the way, Da Lang, the gloves you asked me to make are ready, and I will pick them up for you right away." .”

After finishing speaking, Feng Yiniang ran into the house and took out a small silk parcel, this piece of silk was very familiar to Yueshan, it was exactly the one that wrapped the fox fur.

Yue Shan didn't open it on the spot, but took the package and said goodbye. After leaving the village, he stopped his horse and opened it. There were three pairs of gloves inside.

These three pairs of gloves are made of fox fur, brown in appearance, with a silver chain and a few small silver flowers inlaid on the back of the hand.

Three pairs of gloves, two big and one small, one big pair belonged to Changsun Wugou, the small one belonged to Li Lizhi, and the other big pair...

Yue Shan picked it up and threw it to Xu Shanying, saying, "Give it to my son's mother."

Xu Shanying quickly reached out and grabbed it, then said with a smile, "I will thank his father for my son."

"What about the face?" Yue Shan couldn't help complaining.

Xu Shanying carefully looked at the gloves in his hand, while giggling and not speaking.

The conversation between the two sounds weird, but the truth is very simple. Xiang Ning gave birth to a son for Xu Shanying, and Yue Shan accepted him as his adopted son as promised.

Then the child had two fathers... only one mother for the time being.

Then the two entered the city together, Yue Shan went to the imperial palace, Xu Shanying went to Six Departments to find the person who sent the official document to Lingnan, and asked them to help deliver the letter together.

Yue Shan handed over the sign at the gate of Xuanwu, and was received shortly after, and led by a warrior to Lizheng Hall.

When he came in, he found Zhangsun Wugou was painting with a pen and paper, and Li Lizhi was helping to grind it.

He didn't dare to speak out for fear of disturbing his eldest grandson Wugou and causing the failure of the painting, so he bowed his hands silently.Sure enough, Changsun Wugou didn't even look at him, and concentrated on painting.

Li Lizhi didn't move, but smiled sweetly at him, and Yue Shan's heartbeat accelerated from the cute little appearance.

Hey, if this goes on, I will really become an alchemist, Yue Shan complained in his heart.But his eyes stared at Li Lizhi without blinking, and kept looking at the little girl and lowering his head in embarrassment.

After waiting for a while, seeing that Changsun Wugou still had no intention of stopping the painting, he tiptoed to the front and looked over, and found that what she was painting was a scene of a woman admiring the beautiful scenery of the lotus pond.

With a move in my heart, I immediately understood what was going on.

This painting is probably Li Lizhi. As for why it is admiring the lotus... Damn Ailian said.

Since this article appeared, Li Lizhi has fallen in love with lotus flowers. The clothes are embroidered with lotus flowers, and the daily necessities are also carved with lotus flowers... Needless to say, everyone understands the reason.

Because of this incident, Yue Shan was often picked on by the jealous Li Shimin.

……

After reading a lot, he became a calligrapher himself, and Yue Shan also learned to paint occasionally. Although his level is not very good, his level of appreciating paintings has risen sharply.

In his opinion, Changsun Wugou's picture of a lady appreciating lotus is excellent.

Traditional Chinese painting emphasizes spirit rather than shape, but Changsun Wugou's painting method is not the same.

Her painting method absorbed the sketching technique taught by Yue Shan, combined with the painting technique of traditional Chinese painting, and formed her own unique painting technique.

The painted works are meticulous, lifelike in shape, and also have the artistic charm of traditional Chinese painting, which can be said to have the spirit and shape.In terms of painting techniques alone, she can be said to be the first of its kind, a veritable master of painting.

About an hour later, Zhangsun Wugou finally finished the last stroke.

Yue Shan was about to greet her, but before he could speak, she threw the pen in her hand to Yue Shan and said, "Write."

(End of this chapter)