The Young Master of the Jia Family in the Red Chamber

It turned out that Situ Jing didn't feel nothing for Su Yue, Jia Hu thought sourly.He then comforted himself, Situ Jing is fine, even if it is the most honorable couple in the whole world, it would be quite sad if they have no feelings for each other at all.

After entering the door, before Jia Hu greeted Situ Jing, a bullet screen flashed across his mind. Su Yue should like those two handkerchiefs.Jia Hu suddenly felt even more sour. He had a crush on the goddess and the male god at the beginning. Although they were both single-pointed, but the goddess said that the two people’s lives did not intersect. It’s fine if the confession was rejected. After all, he didn't say anything, and it was already the eve of graduation when the male god confessed to his girlfriend, and they went their separate ways shortly thereafter, and the chances of dealing with each other were much reduced.

Only Situ Jing is different. Jia Hu spends more time with him every day than his parents and brothers. Knowing that Situ Jing has a little more than friendship for him, Jia Hu is secretly in love, and his heart is sweet. Anyway, it can be regarded as a double arrow.

Situ Jing has a special status. He is the current prince and even the future emperor. The meaning of marrying a wife and having children is completely different from that of ordinary people.Therefore, Jia Hu never thought that it would be impossible for them to confess to Situ Jing.

Even though Situ Jing had a heart for him, instead of rejecting him, he accepted him, Jia Hu was unwilling to share his lover with Sangong Liuyuan.No matter which life, Jia Hu has one requirement for love, that is, she must be single-minded.The so-called single-mindedness does not mean that you have to stick to one person and never let go, but at the same time, Jia Hu will only love one person, and at the same time, he also requires that the person he loves only loves himself.

Undoubtedly, Situ Jing couldn't do this, that's why Jia Hu was depressed, why did he fall in love with him.It's a pity that things like feelings are not based on human will, otherwise Jia Hu would have left the order as early as when she received her first love letter in the second year of junior high.

Jia Hu's special function can only be used once a day, so he didn't know it. The next thing Situ Jing thought was, if Su Yue didn't like the handkerchief he sent with the inscription, he would ask the people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs to help him in the future. When shopping for gifts, you can’t go wrong with whatever is expensive.

Jia Hu was stunned for a moment, then knelt down on one knee and said to Situ Jing, "I have met His Highness the Crown Prince, and my Highness is blessed."

Situ Jing turned his head to look at him, with a smile on his face, he waved to Jia Hu, "Excuse me, come here quickly, and look at this painting."

Jia Hu got up calmly, and asked curiously, "What painting? Which famous artist's painting has your Highness received?" Situ Jing, like Situ Yan, pursued practical work in everything and had no extra leisure time. He didn't pay much attention to calligraphy, painting and antiques. Not to mention liking it.

Situ Jing shook his head, and said softly, "It's not a masterpiece by a famous artist, it's just a painting by a painter from the West."

Jia Hu took a closer look, and what stood in front of Situ Jing turned out to be an oil painting, which depicted a ten-year-old fisherman girl. She looked lifelike, and even the two small moles on the tip of her nose were not missed. She couldn't help but praise: "It's an oil painting. It looks pretty good."

Situ Jing turned his head, with a little doubt in his eyes, and asked, "Have you seen someone paint before?" As early as the previous dynasty, there were Western oil paintings spread to the Central Plains, but the ones that came back at that time were all painted. For a good painting, the artist has only come here in recent years.

Jia Hu nodded and said, "I've seen it before when I was in Jinling last time, but that painter's painting is not as good as this one." If it wasn't for the poor quality of the western painter I met last time, Jia Hu would have wanted to draw a self-portrait of himself Yes, the era without cameras really hurts.

"Really?" Situ Jing's lips curled slightly, and he said with a smile, "I have sent someone to find this little girl. I want to see how similar the real person is to the portrait." Since ancient times, Chinese figure paintings have paid attention to They are so similar that people of today's world can't tell who is who.When Situ Jing was a child, he had seen the portraits of emperors from previous dynasties, and he was stupefied after seeing them all. He felt that many people looked so unreal. If it weren't for the names written under the portraits, he would not be able to recognize who the people in the paintings were. who.

Seeing that Situ Jing had the same thoughts as himself, Jia Hu smiled and said, "If they are very similar, what is your Highness' plan?"

Situ Jing raised his eyebrows, and proudly said: "If that little girl can be seven or eight percent like the portrait, I will invite this artist to draw a picture for us, and then bring him back to the capital to give to my father and the emperor." Grandfather also drew two pictures, they must like it very much."

"Us?" Jia Hu was surprised. He guessed that Situ Jing wanted to paint a portrait of himself, but he didn't expect that he would paint with him.

Situ Jing raised his tone and asked back, "What? You don't want to? If you don't want to, I'll draw it myself."

Situ Jing had inquired before that oil paintings are not easy to paint, and the more delicate they are, the more time-consuming they are. Even this painting of the fisherman's girl took more than a month to complete.They are going back to Beijing soon, even if they start painting now, they may not be able to finish painting before they arrive in the capital.

Jia Hu quickly shook his head, denying, "I am willing, of course I am." Situ Jing smiled and said nothing.

Not long after, the fisherman's girl was found. She was wearing the same clothes as in the painting. When Jia Hu and Situ Jing saw her, they were both stunned.This is not exactly like, it is no exaggeration to say that they are exactly the same, especially after the girl poses in the painting.

Situ Jing nodded in satisfaction, and ordered: "Come here, take this girl home, remember to reward her with 20 taels of silver, and then invite that painter over." Reward silver, or kowtow to wash off grace.

Before the little girl left, the painter came, and when he saw her, he greeted her in sloppy Chinese, "Hello, Angel."

"Hello, Mr. Luo." The fisherman girl blessed the painter, and Fang followed the person who brought her in.

The western painter with curly black hair and blue eyes walked up to Situ Jing, with his right hand in front and left hand behind, bowed and said, "Hello, Your Royal Highness." Situ Jing didn't mind his nondescript etiquette, and raised his right hand slightly. , Let the painter come forward to speak.

"Gu wants you to draw portraits for us." Situ Jing pointed to himself first, then Jia Hu, and continued: "But we will return to Beijing in a few days, and we won't stay in Hangzhou forever. Would you like to Follow us back." This is Situ Jing's principle.

The painter frowned, as if he didn't quite understand what Situ Jing said.After a while, he recalled it, his expression became full of surprise, and he raised his voice: "His Royal Highness, you mean that you want me to give you portraits, and you want to take me to the capital?"

Situ Jing nodded silently, and the painter immediately jumped up excitedly, muttering in his mouth: "God, I am finally invited to be a portrait, and I am the future emperor of this country. Chris, do you know? I am going to China The capital is up, and I did it."

The painter spoke in the language of his hometown, but Jia Hu, who had studied Italian in his previous life, understood it, and asked uneasily, "Has no one asked you to paint portraits before?" How could this be so? He obviously draws pretty well, maybe it's because he doesn't appreciate enough.

The painter was a little surprised that Jia Hu could understand his native dialect, but he still explained honestly: "When I was studying painting in Milan, my teacher once said that my paintings have no spirituality, they are purely resemblance, so Those ladies didn’t invite me to paint. I couldn’t stay in China anymore, so I borrowed some money from Chris and came to China by boat. I originally wanted to go to the capital, but I didn’t have enough travel expenses I want to sell paintings to make money, but no one asked me to paint, Angel's painting, I begged her for a long time before she let me paint."

The painter's Chinese is not very good, and Italian came out when he was speaking. He repeated it several times before Jia Hu understood what he meant.But it doesn't matter, in this age without cameras, drawing likeness is also a talent, and they don't care about the rest.

The painter accidentally exposed his old background, and was very worried that Situ Jing and Jia Hu would not let him paint, but fortunately they had no such intention.Situ Jing also asked him what his name was, and if his surname was Luo, otherwise, how could that fisherman girl call him Mr. Luo.

"My name is Mathias Rossi, you can call me Mattia or Rossi, it doesn't matter." Mathias Rossi announced his name heartily, the length of which Situ Jing was a little uncomfortable, but Jia Hu knew that he had omitted his middle name.

"Okay, Mattia, go down and get ready. Come over tomorrow and give us portraits." Jia Hu knew very well that according to the customs of Westerners, people should be called by their surnames, but the surname Rossi was not the same as his. My male god hit the name, so I had to call him by name.

After Mattia stepped back, Situ Jing asked Jia Hu why he could understand him.Jia Hu froze for a moment, and almost revealed the fact that he had taken Italian as an elective. Fortunately, he realized in time that he learned it from a missionary from Italy the last time he was in Jinling.

Situ Jing didn't ask, but lamented that more and more people from Western countries came to Daxia. Due to the language barrier, it was difficult for them to judge whether what those people said was the truth. If more people could understand their language, it would be great. It's much more convenient.

Seeing that Situ Jing didn't doubt himself, Jia Hu blurted out: "It's not difficult. Our Chinese is profound and profound. Those Westerners who come here may not be able to learn it all. Although their languages ​​are various, there are similarities. Your Highness sent People just go to learn, no trouble."

Unexpectedly, Situ Jing still frowned slightly, and sighed softly: "But who is willing to learn, do you think everyone is like you?"

"Don't tell others, the officials of the Lifan Academy must know it. If they don't know it, let them learn it. If they can't learn it, give way to those who know it." Only when there are more people who know foreign languages, can Western advanced technology be possible. Being introduced, because of those things, people will not take the initiative to give you.

Situ Jing was thoughtful and did not speak for a long time. He felt that Jia Hu's suggestion, although a bit barbaric, was reasonable.

The next day, Mattia came to work on time.He originally thought that he would be able to start painting today, but he didn't think it was just for the shape of the painting, so he fell in love with Situ Jing and Jia Hu.Since it is a portrait of two people, in Mattia's understanding, they should be relatively close, but who knows that there is a long distance between the two people.Mattia couldn't stand it, so he asked them to get closer, otherwise he could draw a picture with a person at one end, how could it look good.Mattia's request was not high, but Jia Hu was deeply stumped.

He understood what Mattia meant, and asked him to sit beside Situ Jing, but Situ Jing was the prince, could he sit on an equal footing with him.Jia Hu hesitated again and again, and finally stood up, but Mattia said no, the two were one tall and the other low, and the drawing was not good-looking.

"Jia Hu, you are so troublesome, just sit down." Situ Jing pulled Jia Hu and sat down beside him.

Unexpectedly, Mattia was still dissatisfied, and ordered their hands and feet to move respectively, and then picked up his brush and started painting.

To be honest, that is to say, Jia Hu came here through the transmigration, and he has a deep-rooted resistance to the divine right of kings. Otherwise, if it were Su Yi, Jian Jian and the others, no one would dare to sit with Situ Jing with his arms around him, even a portrait, even though he did not Understand why Mattia wants them to do this.

Being an oil painting model is a very hard job, especially when you are hugging your crush, Jia Hu is nervous and stiff all over, and she doesn't know how to put her hands and feet.Fortunately, Mattia is very measured, knowing Situ Jing's status as the prince, he didn't dare to make him too tired, let them sit for half an hour, and announced that today is over, they can move freely, and he continued to paint, Continue tomorrow.

After receiving Mattia's pardon, Jia Hu suddenly withdrew his hand on Situ Jing's waist, and successfully exchanged Situ Jing's white eyes.If his special function is still available, the content of the barrage displayed will be, Jia Hu, what do you mean, shrinking so fast, are you disgusting Gu.

Jia Hu smiled sheepishly, and explained: "Your Highness, I'm not used to it." Speaking of Situ Jing's waist, it seems to be quite thin.

Due to the needs of painting, Jia Hu and Situ Jing posed in the same pose for more than ten days, ranging from half an hour to an hour every day, from awkwardness at the beginning to getting used to it later, so that one day, Mattia said that they don’t need them anymore Jia Hu is still not used to posing.

When the returning fleet passed Yangzhou, Lin Ruhai and Jia Min sent people to send Jia Lian on board.That day, he got so addicted to playing at Lin's house that he refused to follow Jia Hu and the others to Suzhou, and Jia Hu didn't force him, so he let him stay, at least he could follow Tanhualang to learn something.

On the way back to Beijing, there was constant news about the Zhen family in Jinling. The manpower left by Situ Jing was nothing more than a minor disturbance. It was the people sent secretly by Situ Yan who actually found evidence of the Zhen family's crimes. The imperial envoys on board are still walking on the road and haven't arrived in Jinling yet.

Jia Hu kept telling himself that he had to stop thinking about Situ Jing. Situ Jing was a very sensitive person. During the days of portraits, he would notice any gaffes in his eyes. If he didn't know how to restrain himself, Situ Jing If you see through your mind, things will be difficult to handle.

Just when Jia Hu’s psychological construction was almost done, Mattia happily ran over to tell him that their portrait was almost done, and only needed the last few layers of coloring. Whatever the problem, he can try to adjust it.

Jia Hu followed him to see it, and then froze.Why did Mattia draw him and Situ Jing with such affectionate eyes.Jia Hu can be sure that his expression has always been very reserved, Situ Jing is even more so, it is absolutely impossible for him to be so revealing.

"Matia, is this what you said the paintings look alike?" Jia Hu resisted the urge to cut people down.

But Mattia nodded proudly, and proudly said: "Of course I drew it. Look here, your eyes, nose, mouth, and the prince's eyes, nose, and mouth are exactly the same, and you The look in his eyes, I figured it out."