Sui Jiu Dan blue half-pin

The guys in the mounting shop were frightened out of their wits when they saw this scene, and immediately rushed over and grabbed the three of them.

"My God! What can I do? Do you know what this is? This is our treasure! Han Xizi's painting! Han Xizi!!!"

"The treasure of the town store? It's just a broken painting, and you also take it as a treasure? Hahahaha!"

As Han Xizi spoke, he took another big gulp of wine, and then frantically got into a tussle with the buddy.

"Old fellow!" The man's eyes were about to burst, "Open your eyes and take a good look! This is Han Xizi's painting! It's priceless! If you sell the three of you, you won't be able to afford it!"

Su Shiqing hurriedly disregarded the relationship: "This painting was damaged by him! It has nothing to do with us, we don't know him!"

Han Xizi impatiently grabbed the clerk's hand: "What are you holding me for?! Let go! Let go! If you want to pay, you can ask them to pay!"

Su Shiqing was angry and anxious: "What?! You...!"

Jie Ao: "Old man, do you dare to frame us?"

The man shouted: "Today, none of you three will try to run away!"

During the tugging, Han Xizi's clothes were torn, and then he slammed his head on the easel. He didn't know whether he was drunk or fainted, but he fell asleep lying on the ground so straight.

"Old guy! Get up!"

The guys tugged at him, trying to wake him up, but they couldn't.

At this time, many people had already gathered to watch the fun.

The owner of the mounting shop was also alarmed by their noise. Seeing that the place was completely surrounded, he asked sharply, "What happened? Why are they all surrounded here?"

The clerk hurriedly pointed at the three of them and said: "Boss, you came just in time. These three people destroyed our 'Treasure of the Town Store'!"

Su Shiqing: "Hey! You made it clear to me, what do you mean the three of us, it was obviously that person who broke it!"

The shop owner looked at the destroyed "Treasure of the Town Shop" and slapped his thigh angrily, and wailed: "Ah?! Painting! My painting! You, you...!"

As he spoke, he rushed to Jie Ao, grabbed his collar viciously and shouted: "You will pay me money!"

Jie Ao coldly grabbed his tiger's jaw, and easily opened his fingers like pinching tofu: "Look clearly, who are you talking to!"

"It hurts, it hurts!" The boss yelled in pain, he could only let go of Jie Ao, but he still yelled viciously at the guy beside him: "What are you doing standing there! Hurry up and tie them up!"

More than a dozen guys picked up the guys and the rope one after another and were about to rush forward to tie the two of them up.

"Hey! What are you doing?" Su Shiqing struggled hastily, "They say we don't know him anymore!"

Jie Ao is not a person who is willing to submit obediently. He kicked several guys who were close to them away, and some of them hit the easel. After the easel fell to the ground, the scrolls and papers were scattered all over the ground.

The shop owner was furious when he saw this, and yelled at the other shopkeepers: "Damn it! Give it to me!"

Just as Jie Ao was about to make another move, there was a loud shout outside the door.

"stop!"

Everyone stopped and looked outside the door.

A few officers and soldiers on patrol happened to pass by and walked in when they saw this scene.

Seeing the mess all over the place, the leading officers and soldiers asked with a straight face, "What happened? Why is it so noisy here?"

When the shop owner saw the officers and soldiers coming in, he hurried over and shouted for grievances: "Guards, you came at the right time! It's those two people! They tore up my treasure of the store, arrest them quickly!"

When the leading officers and soldiers heard about this, they winked at their subordinates, signaling them to go over and arrest Su Shiqing and Jie Ao.

"Bring them back."

Su Shiqing wailed in her heart, she couldn't speak clearly even with ten mouths!

In such a situation, even if it is Jie Ao, there is nothing you can do. You can't make the matter worse. If it is passed on to Mr. Stearn, you will inevitably be reprimanded again.

Suddenly, Su Shiqing thought of a way, so she raised her hand and said, "Wait!"

The shop owner showed a fierce look on his face: "What? Do you still want to deny it?"

Su Shiqing shook her head and said, "Instead of sending us to the government, it's better to pay for a new one and return it to you."

The boss was so angry that his head was smoking green: "Pay me one? That's Han Xizi's painting. Can a brat like you draw the exact same painting? Stop talking nonsense here! Go crazy and send it to the prison!"

"I didn't say it was me." Su Shiqing rolled her eyes, pointed to Jie Ao next to her and said, "Do you know who he is?"

Jie Ao looked at Su Shiqing in surprise, not knowing which song he was singing.

"Who?"

Su Shiqing introduced solemnly: "He is Han Xizi's high disciple, the authentic successor of the 'Han Zong'!"

Then he moved to Jie Ao's ear, and said in a voice that could only be heard by two people: "Don't you have the ability to remember with a photographic memory, why don't you just draw a picture and return it to him."

"..."

Jie Ao felt betrayed by him.

The shop owner obviously didn't believe Su Shiqing's words: "Stop talking nonsense here! Where did Han Xizi come from?"

Su Shiqing said it seriously: "This is because you are ignorant, Han Xizi has retired for so many years, why is it so strange to accept one or two high-level disciples?"

"Don't try to fool us! Several officials, don't talk nonsense with them, arrest them all!"

The officer and soldier at the head whispered to the shop owner: "I don't think there is much oil on these two people. It is better to let him draw it instead of arresting it. If the painting is good, let him pay for a few more pictures, and you will pay for it." No loss, if the painting is not good, it will be a crime of aggravating, and it will be inconvenient for you to do what you want at that time..."

The shop owner thought for a while, and felt that what the official said made sense, so he coughed lightly, and said viciously: "Since this official said good things for you, then I will trust you for once, but I will say ugly things first, if you If you can’t draw it, don’t blame me for being rude!”

Jie Ao sneered, took out a red sandalwood brush from his sleeve, and said confidently: "Whether you can draw it or not, you will know later."

After speaking, he looked around for a while, then walked through the crowd gracefully, and walked to the place where the rice paper was placed.

The crowd of onlookers followed behind him in both surprise and curiosity, wanting to see if this young man was Han Xizi's disciple, and whether he could draw exactly the same painting.

Jie Ao withdrew his unrestrained expression, as if he had completely changed himself, and started laying paper proficiently, and then said to Su Shiqing who was still in a daze: "Come and help me grind."

Su Shiqing nodded quickly, and walked over to help him grind the ink.

The shop owner and the officers and soldiers looked at each other, and then sneered tacitly at each other, looking like they were waiting to see a good show.

Jie Ao stared at a certain place on the blank rice paper with bated breath, began to adjust the brush and dipped in the ink, and then skillfully sketched the lines on the paper, stroked the pen, pressed the head, all the movements were done in one go... After about a cup of tea , a composition that is comparable to the original manuscript has already appeared on the paper.

Su Shiqing stared at Jie Ao in surprise, and even leaned her whole body towards him unconsciously.

Jie Ao not only imitated the essence of the painting, but also used a more vigorous and simple brush than Han Xizi. The distance and near are clearly distinguished in the painting, creating a special style that is extremely clear and elegant, and it is simply that the blue is better than the blue.

The people around were amazed when they saw the painting, which was almost exactly the same as the original, and began to discuss it in a low voice.

"Who is this person? So powerful!"

"Yes, exactly the same!"

"Perhaps he is really Han Xizi's high apprentice, otherwise how could he be so similar?"

……

Interesting things spread in the streets and alleys, and the crowd of onlookers became more and more, and even the outside of the framing shop was crowded with curious people.

In the corner, Han Xizi, who was awakened by the noise, woke up faintly. Seeing the crowds of people in the framing shop, he got up curiously and squeezed into the crowd to have a look.

I saw two young people standing in front of the table, one was studying ink and observing, the other was engrossed in painting.

"Isn't this..." Han Xizi couldn't help saying when he saw the painting on the table.

What a quiet, profound, elegant and unique genre painting!His painting technique is even more perfect than his self 20 years ago.

After about a stick of incense, an outstanding "Purple of Enchantment" was finally completed, but Jie Ao's brows were furrowed, as if he was not satisfied.

Su Shiqing asked: "What's wrong?"

"Don't you think there's something missing in the picture?"

Su Shiqing pondered for a moment, pointed to a certain place in the painting and asked: "But here?"

Jie Ao cast a trusting look, and then handed the pen in front of him without thinking.

Su Shiqing was a little surprised, looked at Jie Ao's bright and trusting eyes, then took the pen in his hand, and then filled in the boulder in the picture with a woman holding a flute, twisting her waist, and dancing gracefully.

Finally, he painted two children who could be vaguely seen playing hide-and-seek in the bamboo forest in Qianxi, adding a childlike innocence to the picture without appearing crowded, making the whole picture suitable for all ages , The characters with different dynamics also become harmonious in an instant.

Because he felt that Han Xizi's "Han Zong" painting method is unique in terms of painting method; but in terms of taste, the joyful and singing and dancing characters in the picture are all men, which are not so harmonious and feel forced, so he added Such a bold and unrestrained woman and two children playing hide-and-seek.

The two raised their heads at the same time, and when their eyes met, something seemed to have changed in the air.

"It's wonderful! It's really wonderful! It's a match made in heaven!!"

Suddenly Han Xizi laughed appreciatively from the crowd.

Su Shiqing came back to her senses, and when she saw it was him, she burst into anger: "Okay, you finally woke up! Seeing what you've done, we need the two of us to wipe your ass!"

But Han Xizi didn't care at all, looking at Jie Ao and Su Shiqing's eyes were shining brightly: "Who are these two young people? Where did they learn from?"

The two teenagers in front of me, at such a young age, have such high talents and attainments, it is truly commendable!

"This one……"

Su Shiqing didn't know how to answer for a moment.

With a straight face, Jie Ao did not answer Han Xizi, but said to the shop owner: "The painting is finished, let us go now."

The shop owner already smelled the smell of copper, so he would not let go of such a good opportunity, so he said: "It's just a copy, don't even think about offsetting this account!"

Jie Ao said coldly: "Then what do you want?"

The boss showed the characteristic expression of a profiteer: "At least you have to draw ten paintings of 'Han Zong' for me."

Su Shiqing: "What? Ten? Why don't you grab it!"

"If you can't draw it, just wait to be locked up in prison!"

"Wait." Because Han Xizi was happy, he didn't seem to care about what happened just now, so he took out the seal from his arms, took a few breaths with his mouth, and then stamped it on the painting made by Jie Ao and Su Shiqing.

"In this way, there should be no need to draw ten more pictures."

The shop owner immediately ran over to check the inscription on it, and found that the three big characters of "Han Xizi" were written in bright red seal script.

He opened his mouth wide in shock and spoke incoherently: "Han, Han, Han Xizi! You are... Han Xizi?!"

Without exception, everyone was shocked by the fact that the ugly old man in front of him turned out to be Han Xizi. Who could have imagined that he was the famous former court painter?

Han Xizi laughed and stroked his sparse goatee, proudly said: "This is the real 'treasure of the store', so keep it!"

After finishing speaking, he took Su Shiqing and Jie Ao who looked dull and swaggered away, leaving a group of people waiting there in amazement.

The officers, soldiers and shop owners didn't dare to say anything more when they saw this, they could only watch them leave.