[Qing Chuan] No pet little promise

Called by the big boss, Wei Rong had no choice but to sit down in front of the dressing table and get dressed.

Yu Fusu flipped her hands and combed her long black hair.Yulian opened the dressing box and displayed all kinds of gold hairpin accessories.

Eunuch Li stood at the back, smiling and pointing: "This time I often need to dress up brightly."

Wei Rong's heart moved, Kangxi's aesthetics in recent years has been light and sweet.

"Could it be that there are foreigners on the emperor's side?"

"Chang Zai is really smart." Li Dongsheng complimented, "It's Dou Erma, a missionary from the West, who was discussing with the Emperor about the West, and the Emperor ordered his servants to call Chang Zai in the past."

Wei Rong suddenly realized, "Thank you, Eunuch."

Yufu tried his best, wishing to use up all the hairpins that were rewarded.

Even Wei Rong put a thin layer of powder on his face and used lip balm.

Yufu said regretfully: "Master's skin is delicate, and powder is not necessary in the first place, but it has become a bit haggard recently."

Wei Rong looked in the mirror and looked closely at her skin, which was a little rough and yellowed recently. Could it be because the cold wind blows too much on the river with Yinzhen?

Before she had time to think about it, she hurriedly followed Li Dongsheng to Qianqing Palace after finishing dressing up.

As soon as he entered the palace gate, he heard Kangxi's hearty laughter. "How dare you say that your fleet can sail thousands of miles without replenishing water?"

Seeing Wei Rong coming in, his eyes lit up and he beckoned.

Wei Rong bowed and saluted before stepping forward calmly.Immediately, I saw that the dark history I left last time was placed in the center of the table case, it had been neatly framed, surrounded by gold frames on all sides, lining the dark and dark paintings inside, it was kind of ironic and funny.

Beside the table was a burly middle-aged man, with dark brown hair and beard, amber eyes revealing shrewdness, he must be the missionary Dourma.I heard that he still has the title of viscount in the west.

Seeing Wei Rong, he smiled and asked, "Is this empress the person His Majesty said is proficient in Western painting?"

A mouthful of Beijing films is extremely fluent.

Wei Rong corrected with a smile: "My concubine is always in the Wei family, so I don't dare to call her a lady."

Niangniang is a respectful title for concubines above the rank of concubine. It is better to be more cautious when she is around for a while.

Kangxi showed approval and said with a smile: "This is my concubine Wei, you can call her Wei Changzai."

Turning to Wei Rong again, he said, "This is Dou Erma who came across the sea from England to the Central Plains. Last time he saw your paintings, he was still not convinced. This time he brought special Western painting tools and paints. I want to treat you Painting on the spot."

Wei Rong secretly groaned, the pain in his wrist was unbearable, so he could only bite the bullet and step forward.

Tools such as table case drawing paper and paint are all ready.

Two young eunuchs stood by and saw her approaching, and immediately offered paintbrushes.

Wei Rong could only accept it.It hurt even more when I raised my wrist. Fortunately, this painting didn't need to be professional.

Daubing on the plain white paper, the prototype of the Madonna was quickly outlined.

This time I used oil paint, the color is bright and prominent.

Kangxi and Dou Erma were watching, after a while, Kangxi squinted his eyes, this painting has some skills, but unfortunately the brushwork is not good, the wrist is too frivolous when painting, presumably she is weak.

After looking at it for a while, he was anxious, so he simply stepped forward to hold Wei Rong's wrist, and said with a smile: "We need to put more effort here, so that we can have the charm."

Wei Rong let out a low cry, almost throwing away the paintbrush!Kangxi was so happy that he could not die, the place where he held was the wound on his wrist.

Under this grip, her style of writing twisted, and a streak of yellow flew across the drawing paper.

Kangxi frowned, this Wei family really couldn't hold back, half of the good painting was destroyed.

Kangxi looked down, and the person in his arms had red eyes and trembling wrists, like a shy water lotus.

The slight unhappiness that had arisen disappeared immediately, he let go of his hand, and said with a smile: "Forget it, just draw slowly, and I won't disturb you."

Wei Rong was apprehensive about being scolded, but he didn't expect Kangxi to let it go lightly, and even gave him an appreciative look.

She couldn't help shivering, and hurriedly lowered her head and continued to draw.

After thinking about it for a while, I immediately understood that Kangxi just misunderstood that she was shy.

The little girl hugged by the male god was too excited and panicked, so she accidentally made a mistake.She's so sweet and cute, any mistakes can be forgiven...

Oh, the narcissist!

While complaining in her heart, Wei Rong finished the painting as quickly as possible.

Not brilliant, but enough to surprise Dou Erma, "I never thought that Wei Changzai really knows my western paintings."

Kangxi laughed loudly, "I have said long ago that the land of Middle-earth is vast and rich in resources. What kind of products are there? What kind of talents are lacking? Even young and weak girls are not inferior to these Western masters you brought."

This is putting gold on Wei Rong's face, but no one will poke it.

Douerma rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "Maybe the emperor said the talent is right, but I'm afraid it's not necessarily the products. For example, the pigments used in this painting. I have them in the British Empire, and the Central Plains don't have them. Last time Wei Chang was painting, I see It's even better than today's ones, but it loses its charm when only light ink is used." Tsk-tsk twice.

Kangxi's expression was suffocated.What Wei Rong used for painting this time was indeed the paint brought by this guy.

Dou Erma took the opportunity to say: "Business and trade, exchange of needs, and the two countries are very good..."

Wei Rong was at the side, so he could tell that Dou Erma wanted to persuade Kangxi to do business.

In this day and age, these missionaries were able to travel across the oceans and reach the Central Plains. Don’t think that it was because of hard work and hard work. Not everyone can copy the myth of "Journey to the West".

Behind these missionaries are basically the sponsors of the major royal families or business groups in the West.Reciprocating, these missionaries will also open up business for them while spreading the teachings.

Doing business with the East is a huge profit, no wonder they are enthusiastic.

Dou Erma talked endlessly about the benefits of doing business, but seeing that Kangxi was silent, she turned to Wei Rong again.

"Beautiful Wei Changzai, a talented woman like you who is good at painting, the two countries have opened up trade, and it will be a great convenience if you want to learn my Western paintings in the future."

Wei Rong said with a smile: "Master Dou's words are wrong. The paintings in the Central Plains pay attention to lightness and indifference. The landscapes and figures all take their spirits, so the styles of paints developed are different. These oil paints can also be produced in the Central Plains. So it’s not common, it’s just that it’s not needed.” She told the truth, there was a time when brightly colored paintings were popular in the previous dynasty, and the resulting pigments were also thick.

Kangxi smiled, clapped his hands and praised: "Well said."

Douerma said a few more words, seeing that Kangxi was unmoved, she could only resign in resentment.

After he left, Kangxi pondered for a long time, and suddenly asked: "What do you think of Dou Erma's remarks on business development just now?"

Wei Rong's thoughts changed slightly. The Qing Dynasty has always implemented the policy of closing the country and has lagged far behind the West in these years. It stands to reason that business exchanges can help broaden one's horizons.But after thinking about it, once the trade is opened, the Central Plains products are far superior to the West, and it is bound to have a trade surplus. According to historical development, in order to reverse the disadvantages, the West may have to introduce opium and other things in advance...

Just as she was about to speak, her mind twitched slightly, and the words came to her lips: "Of course, the emperor discusses important matters with all the adults. How dare you speak nonsense when your servants are poor in intelligence?"

Kangxi just asked casually just now, and didn't expect to get an answer.Hearing this, he was not surprised, and complained: "You are too cautious."

As he said so, there was a satisfied look in his eyes.

Wei Rong lowered her head, secretly rejoicing.Kangxi's temperament, Gan Gang is used to being assertive, even a noble queen like Hesheli can't interfere in the government affairs, she is always around, so how can she talk too much.

It's better to be wise and protect yourself. It's too far away to change history or something.

Just as she was thinking about it, suddenly her cheek hurt, and it was Kangxi who stretched out his hand and pinched her cheek gently.

Looking at Wei Rong with a smile: "After suffering from illness for the past few days, why is her complexion getting worse?"

Even through the powder, you can see that the complexion is yellow and haggard.

If you don't like it, you still pinch it!Wei Rong endured the harassment from the salty pig's hands, and lowered her head shyly.

"You are so weak, how can I bear it." While talking, Kangxi took Wei Rong into his arms again.

Wei Rong shivered, probably wanting that today.

At this time, Liang Jiugong came into the gate of the hall without raising his head, and reported: "Your Majesty, Your Highness the Crown Prince seeks an audience."

Kangxi hummed slightly displeased, and let him go.

Wei Rong hurriedly took two steps back and stood beside her.

"Let's declare." Kangxi ordered, then turned to Wei Rong and said, "You go back first, take good care of your illness, and seek careful diagnosis and treatment from the imperial physician."

Looking at the paintings on the table again, he said with a smile, "Take this paint brush and send it to Changchun Palace. There is no one else in this palace who can use it."

Wei Rong thanked him for the reward and withdrew.The two little eunuchs packed up their things and followed behind her.

***

When he came out of the main hall, he met the prince and his party coming in.

Wei Rong quickly retreated to the side, quietly raised her head to look around, and the one walking in front was the crown prince.He is tall and tall, with sculpted eyebrows and handsome eyes, which must have been inherited from Queen Hesheli, but his temperament has the heroic spirit of Kangxi, which can be called dignified appearance.

The prince walked quickly, revealing a thin and elegant young man behind him.

It's Yinzhen!

Wei Rong's eyes widened, and she quickly lowered her head.

Has he dealt with that reckless man, Ce Wang?Come to see Kangxi, isn't it just for the sake of planning?

While thinking, she took a few steps back, turned around and followed Li Dongsheng out.

The prince's steps slowed down, looking at her slender back with dark eyes.

Liang Jiugong came out to welcome her, and said with a smile, "That's Changzai Wei from Changchun Palace, a talented girl from the south of the Yangtze River, excellent calligraphy and painting, the emperor values ​​it very much."

In his heart, Wei Rong is a concubine Xi's person, even half a prince's person, so there is nothing to shy away from.

Isn't the Wei family of Changchun Palace the little girl who climbed to the top of the eaves on Concubine Hui's birthday last time?The prince showed a slight smile. Seeing from a close distance, he was really a beautiful little beauty.

With a flash of thought, he entered the hall.

Yinzhen didn't raise his head just now, but when he looked over at this moment, the person had already gone far away, looking at the back, he instinctively felt familiar.