Those days of being the fourth master's outer room

Chapter 56

"It's just a woman, Ninth Brother, let's go for a walk." Fourth Master said, changing the subject.

"Then let's race one too?" He turned his horse's head sideways and ran out.

"You can play by yourself, don't run too far." The fourth master straightened the broken hair behind Yaru's ear and instructed.

"Well, don't worry, master, I will take good care of myself, and you should be careful when you ride a horse." Yaru smiled coquettishly.

"En!" Fourth Master turned around and stepped on the horse handsomely, glanced at Yaru, clamped his legs, and ran away.

After finally seeing off the elders, Yaru let out a sigh of relief, got on her obedient little mare, and ran away into the distance with a sound of "drive~".The oncoming wind made Yaru close her eyes comfortably, feeling as free as flying, flying against the wind on the endless grassland, Yaru felt that her whole body would melt in the bitter wind.Gradually, the horse also slowed down, pacing leisurely on the grassland.

Jaru tightened the reins and sat on the horse, watching the herd of horses without saddles galloping past in front of them, with their long manes fluttering in the wind, the horses with high heads, long legs, broad chest and shining fur rushed towards the city like free lightning. distance.Full of vigor and vitality, it is very different from ordinary horses with saddles and reins.

Yaru felt as if something was about to rush out of his chest, out of his body, and into the sky.

Going back to the side of Si Yue quickly, took the drawing board in Si Yue's hand, sat on the ground and described the scene in his mind.I became more and more absorbed, more and more fascinated, and gradually forgot everything about the outside world.

Finally, with a heavy swipe of the last stroke, Yaru heaved a sigh of relief and woke up from the feeling of being possessed.

"The drawing is not bad." A faint voice came from behind, Yaru was so scared that he dropped the homemade pencil in his hand with a snap.

Master Jiu picked up the ugly paintbrush wrapped like a large silkworm chrysalis on the grass.Passed it to Yaru and asked suspiciously, "Your painting style is different from those nowadays, it is very novel and interesting." After speaking, he gave Yaru a meaningful look.

"Oh." Yaru took the paintbrush, bowed her head shyly and stroked the hair beside her ears, her mind was spinning rapidly.Witty replied, "The slave family just borrowed the method of sketching from Western painting. It's not surprising."

"Oh? I am also very interested in Western objects, and I have studied foreign language with Western missionaries for a period of time, but I have never seen such a strange painting method like yours." Looking at Yaru, Master Jiu had a look on his face. Since Yinzhen was cured of her ear disease by Italian missionary Luydao when she was ten years old, she has always had a good impression of Europeans and is also very interested in foreign science and technology.So seeing that Yaru used an unheard of way to vividly describe the momentum of the galloping horse just now, I couldn't help being interested and stood aside to watch.

"Ah?" Yaru was taken aback. At this time, he didn't know if he had invented the painting technique of sketching, so he quickly explained, "My family grew up by the sea since I was a child. I learned it from a missionary. But he I left in a hurry, I only came here to learn the basic painting skills, but I don’t have a specific understanding of the historical origin and name.”

"Oh!" Master Jiu looked at Yaru suspiciously, and did not continue to ask to change the subject, "Master appreciates your painting very much, I wonder if I can give it to you as a gift?"

"It's just a boudoir work, it's hard to be elegant, I'm afraid it will spoil the eyes of Master Jiu." Yaru politely refused.

Master Jiu frowned, and felt a little angry when he saw Yaru's refusal, how could he be greedy for your things as a dignified prince?When he opened his mouth and was about to say something, he saw fourth master riding a horse from a distance.Yaru hurriedly asked Siyue to put away the paintings.Staggering away, Master Jiu greeted him with a smile.

"What are you talking about?" Fourth Master jumped off his horse and asked with a frown.

"It's nothing, just chatting casually." Yaru quickly explained, afraid that this narrow-minded guy would hold grudges.

Master Jiu took a look at Yaru, but didn't expose her, and said to Fourth Master, "Fourth brother, let's have a drink together today, brothers haven't sat down with brother for a meal for a long time."

"Well, that's for sure. When I go back home with my master, I'll ask your sister-in-law to prepare a table of good wine and food. We'll get drunk before we get out of bed," the rare and forthright fourth master agreed.

The two brothers who have been fighting each other for a long time smiled face to face, a scene of harmony and friendship, but only they knew what they were thinking.

After bidding farewell to the elders, Yaru returned to Luo Mansion, picked up a brush and began to revise the sketch. Who is as brilliant as Master Xu Beihong in the picture of a horse?

I became interested in painting before because Yaru saw Master Xu Beihong's Eight Horses in his grandfather's study. At that time, my grandfather just borrowed it from a friend to watch and enjoy. Falling over, so that painting was imprinted in Yaru's heart, and it never faded.

Based on ink painting, and referring to Western perspective and planing methods, the brush is strong and powerful, and the ink is dripping and dripping.

Each of the eight horses is different, one is Jedi, who can see no ground, and his feet never fall into the air; one turns feathers, runs faster than birds; The coat color is extremely brilliant and radiant; a super shadow, a horse with ten shadows;

This is probably the state of "creeping five clouds in the past, it is better not to ride with others".

The eight steeds, running or jumping, neighing or whining, are in various poses, outstanding, unrestrained, and free and unrestrained. They are amazing in modern times, not to mention in ancient times when ink painting was popular.

(End of this chapter)