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Chapter 174 You will have a bruised nose even if you are victorious in all battles? (Begging for subscription recommendation at the fifth watch)
Chapter 172

"Little lady, don't scare me. Isn't it your soul that got hooked into this painting? Why does it look so much like you? You see she is still smiling..." The ink girl is indeed Li Qingzhao's maid. His master was even more silly, looking at the portrait that Li Qingzhao proudly unfolded with a frightened expression.

"This, is this really drawn by a human?" Li Yu's eyeballs almost touched the rice paper. After looking at it for a long time, he couldn't help shaking his head in amazement and said, this is too scary, to be able to draw his sister so vividly , lifelike.

Li Gefei, on the other hand, stared at the painting with a very serious expression, and slapped his son away. "Get out of the way, why are you so close to the painting, so you're not afraid of saliva spraying on it?"

Li Yu could only covertly roll his eyes and withdraw a certain distance resentfully.Li Gefei, who always likes to collect treasures of ancient calligraphy and paintings at home, can't help shaking his head with emotion after examining them carefully for a long time. "Although this man's brushwork seems a little immature, but his painting techniques are indeed unique... If you talk about it, I am afraid that it is not inferior to the master Wei Chi and his son in the Sui and Tang Dynasties."

"Father, do you mean Yuchi Bazhina and Yuchi Yiseng, two great masters?" Li Qingzhao couldn't help but feel a little confused. Although she also thought that Wang Yang's paintings were excellent, she was only ten years old when it came to appreciating and judging calligraphy and painting. The next year, she naturally doesn't have any thoughts.

However, she is very aware of her father, a great collector, in his appreciation of calligraphy and painting, and sometimes even newly acquired calligraphy and painting collections in the palace need her father to appraise them to identify the authenticity.

Among the masters of painting that his father had always admired, Yuchi and his son were impressively on the list, and Wang Yang's informal portrait of himself in a restaurant was actually evaluated by his father in such a way, which really scared Li Qingzhao.

"That's natural, and this person's painting does not emphasize traditional freehand brushwork, but blindly seeks truth. Although it loses the elegant style, it is more realistic..." Li Gefei looked at the painting carefully , continued to comment without looking back.

We must know that Li Gefei has always been very rigorous in terms of academics. Li Qingzhao couldn't help muttering in a low voice for these evaluations. "Father, you won't judge too highly..."

"My father's evaluation is always sincere, and I won't praise the woman too much just because the woman in this painting is my daughter." After admiring for a long time, Li Gefei's expression was extraordinarily intoxicated, as if he had just drained his mouth. A big bowl of fine wine was generally happy, and then he reluctantly turned his head and asked Li Qingzhao. "By the way, daughter, you haven't told Weifu which master drew this for you?"

When Li Qingzhao thought of his father's bad feelings towards Wang Yang, he was a little embarrassed to say it, but he couldn't stand his father's urging, so he had to answer honestly. "It was drawn by Mr. Wu Shan."

"Mr. Wu Shan... is that Wang Jiaoxi from Yihonglou?" Li Gefei stared blankly at his daughter with watery Danfeng eyes, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. "It's that kid, are you sure you read it right?"

"Of course I'm not mistaken. Brother Jie and His Royal Highness Duan Wang are both here, watching him draw it in the likeness of his daughter." Li Qingzhao said with a curled lip.

"That boy, he can actually draw, and he can draw so well? This, this is impossible... How can a guy with a problematic character be able to draw so well?" Li Gefei grinned for a long time and then shook his head in disbelief road.

"Father, that Wang Wushan doesn't seem to have any character problems?" Li Yu couldn't help interjecting after hearing this.

"Hmph! What do you know? That kid doesn't know how to obey the old. Isn't this a matter of character?" Li Gefei stared at his son with widened eyes.

Li Qingzhao explained in a low voice. "Father, in fact, the prince was worried that the people hiding outside were eavesdropping. He thought it was a bad person, so he had a misunderstanding with you, father."

"Ouch, are you my own daughter?" Li Gefei couldn't help rolling his eyes. "Could it be that he has a problem or that your father has a problem with me?" Well, the impatient Li Dawen didn't even need to call himself his father.

"Of course not, but my daughter thinks that father, you and the prince are good people, it's just that there was some misunderstanding at the time." Li Qingzhao rolled his eyes secretly, and smiled sweetly at his own father, speaking softly and authentically .

"Huh! Is there any problem? The old man only counts when he says it, but this painting... Well, I will store it in the old man's study for now. I really don't believe it as a father. That little Ziwen is so good, and he can still paint like this. Good painting, how could it be..."

While muttering, Li Gefei carefully rolled up the portrait, and then asked the maid to bring a bamboo tube to pack it, and then rushed out of the front hall and went straight to the study.

"...That was obviously given to me by the prince. Father, you are too much." Li Qingzhao, a cute and soft girl who came to her senses after a long time, couldn't help but stomped angrily and wanted to chase, but was caught by her brother Li Qingzhao. More than stop.

"Okay, okay, look at our father's ghost-like appearance, when you get a good painting, it's not like this, if you go to ask for it now, it's like a tiger's mouth, do you want to come back?" The father was not present, so he complained crazily.

"It's too much, father is too much." Li Qingzhao couldn't help but pouted and said angrily. "And those who say that other people have a problem with their character, then why are you running away with the painting?"

"Okay my dear girl, by the way, is it really painted by Wang Yang and Wang Wushan? Sigh, I should have gone for a walk with you today, maybe I could have seen the scene of Wang Wushan creating this painting..." Li Yu also said He is also an excellent calligraphy and painting lover, um, so bloodline is very important.

Li Gefei is an excellent writer and a master of calligraphy and painting appreciation, and his daughter Li Qingzhao inherited his literary talent, and very neatly and neatly overturned his father's former waves on the beach willingly.

As for Li Yu, although he is not as good as his sister in literature, he has inherited his father's hobbies in calligraphy and painting, and his literary talent is also very good compared to ordinary people, but there is such a sister squatting beside him. The number one talented woman in the ages is why she appears so talented.

Liu Yiyi, an evil female fairy, saw Wang Yang, a warrior who was weeping for the safety of Yihonglou, instead of holding up a small handkerchief to express her warm welcome, she made a fuss and spit out her poisonous tongue.

"Oh, my God, I said, Mr. Wang, why did you go there? Why did you look so good when you went out? It's only been a few hours, and people have changed, with a bruised nose and a swollen face. Hey, it seems that even the nostrils They've all grown bigger, tsk tsk..."

Wang Yang's fear grew from the side, he puffed up his eyes and said angrily. "What do you mean, woman, sir, I was injured because of Yihonglou, and you don't know how to comfort the wounded, but you are still here to sarcasm people? Believe it or not, I will sue your mother."

"I don't want to satirize you, sir, I just think that you look like, alas, even the invincible Wang Daguan will have a bruised nose and a swollen face one day, hahaha..." This female goblin who knows the way of the silk hole almost laughed Rolled down on the couch and smoked.

PS: Wuchang, finally killed, of course please subscribe and recommend all kinds of requests

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