Husband Xie An

Chapter 13 Mr. Lin Xiaolang

"Each painting is a masterpiece of the painter's ingenuity. This "Spring Willow" is simple in color but embellishes the spring with embellishment skills. The branches hang down clearly, and the figures under the tree are elegant and elegant, and the lines are simple and composed of a few strokes. It can be seen that painters may be better at drawing people between objects and people."

Xu Xun and Sun Shao looked into each other's eyes, and nodded secretly. Lovesickness Lianhua is indeed better at drawing figures.

"What else?" Xu asked.

Lin Abao looked at the painting and appraised it carefully: "The painter has a strong wrist and a stroke, and the painting style is masculine. He should be a man, but what is rare is that the painting is extremely delicate, and the expression is calm and orderly. Being able to draw this painting shows that the painter has a deep foundation and has a painting in his heart. Only when there is a painting in his heart can he make a single stroke, make a line complete and full, and the less strokes are added, the more delicate the painting will be. A sense of burden."

Xu Xun clapped his hands and smiled: "It seems that Ah Bao highly appreciates this "Spring Willow"."

"A Bao didn't dare to express his appreciation, he just told what he saw, and if he said something wrong, he hoped to forgive him."

Xie An sounded very interesting: "The advantages have been mentioned, so what about the disadvantages?"

Lin Abao said modestly: "Everyone's paintings have their own habits, and their advantages and disadvantages are not the same. Abao dare not talk about the disadvantages."

Xie An: "Then how would you paint "Spring Willow"?"

Xu Xun laughed aloud, and invited someone to bring all the paintbrushes and other things, and pointed at him casually: "If you want to paint again, just make changes to this "Spring Willow"."

Lin Abao waved his hands frightened: "No, no, how can you change other people's paintings casually?"

"It's just a painting. If Ah Bao minds if I ask the artist how it is? If the artist agrees, then they can change it?" Xu Xun directly asked someone to call Lianhua, and asked him to agree to change the painting through the gauze curtain.

A clear human voice came from the other side of the gauze curtain: "Please give me your advice, Mr. Xiao Lang."

Sun Shao put the pen into Lin Abao's hand: "Little friend Lin, don't refuse, and draw the "Spring Willow" you want to paint."

Lin Abao looked at Xie An, Xie An shone, and nodded: "It's okay."

"Then Ah Bao will be offended." He said and bowed to the painter on the other side of the gauze curtain, and then bowed to the crowd, and then he picked up the pen and changed the painting on the spot.With the increase of the lines, there was a flash of interest in the eyes of the onlookers, and the smile in Xie An's eyes was two points deeper. Compared with the more than one hour of the painting, Lin Abao only took less than a cup of tea to change the painting. No strokes have been added, only a few ink-colored lines, and the whole painting feels refreshing immediately.

Putting down the pen, Lin Abao raised his hand: "Time is running short, Abao has made a fool of himself."

Xu Xun stroked his chin with a goatee, and looked at A Bao even more likingly than before. He just wanted to drag him back and become his son-in-law. Thinking of this, Xu Xun's heart moved, maybe he could really be his son-in-law?

Sun Shao was much simpler: "Little friend Lin, you are being modest. After these few strokes of yours, the entire painting is much more vivid, and the aura is compelling. It can be seen that the rumors are true. You are indeed a generation with outstanding painting skills and amazing talent."

Xie An looked away from the painting and asked, "How did you come up with such a change?"

Lin Abao was embarrassed by the praise, and said modestly: "The teacher taught me since I was learning painting, that a painting has bones, flesh, blood, and soul. It is a good product if all four are well-balanced. And this painting is so good. It's good, but the intentions are uneven between the flesh and blood. It is said that it is "Spring Willow", but if the expressive power of Chunliu is weak, at first glance, the postures of several celebrities are more eye-catching. Since willows talk about spring, besides the green buds drawn out, there should be one more thing that can express spring. That is the wind. The spring breeze blows and caresses the branches and willows flutter, and the green buds pull out green leaves during the fluttering, and they bloom with spring Slow growth is vivid, with the wind, people can feel the willow leaves sprouting, and the spring willow, which vividly represents the return of life, is so green and gentle, how can celebrities under the tree not yearn for it?"

Lin Abao changed a few strokes to draw the meaning of the willow sticks fluttering with the wind, just like the spring breeze caresses the wicker ends, and this breeze blows the clothes and hair of celebrities under the tree, making celebrities turn their heads unconsciously. Xiang Liushu, as long as this one glance is enough, the composition and concept of the whole painting will immediately come alive, which complements the name "Spring Willow" even more.

Just a few strokes can refresh the painting. Is this the performance of A Bao's higher painting skills?Not necessarily, it can only be said that Lin Abao has more spiritual energy and better talent, his eyes see much more than ordinary people, he finds beautiful things more subtle, and he also has the savvy to express beautiful things with his brush.Talent plus aura, the heart moves, the willow branches move, and then the brush moves. This is the normal sequence of a painting, but Lianhua is just the opposite. The brush moves and the heart does not, so the paintings that appear are naturally different.

This also happens to represent an argument.Lin Abao has ripples in his heart, so the spring willows he sees are moving, deeper into the original meaning; while Lianhua's heart is like still water, so the spring willows he sees are not moving, only remaining on the surface.

Lin Abao, who talks about painting, speaks eloquently and sharply. He is confident and flamboyant. He doesn't feel the awkwardness before. His eyes seem to be filled with the whole universe. They are as bright as the stars and as bright as the scorching sun. The celebrities who are attracted by the tender green branches under the willow tree will be remembered at a glance.

"Listening to what Ah Bao said, I am more and more curious about your paintings."

No longer talking about painting, Lin Abao turned back to that cramped young man, shy away behind Xie An in the face of all the compliments.Xie An laughed, usually he hides behind others, but today he finally hides behind others, but after leaving the boat, Xie An found that he was thinking too much.

Lin Abao hid him again, Xie An couldn't laugh or cry, what happened to him?

After taking him on the boat for so long, Xie An took the responsibility to personally send him back to the Lin Mansion. Today, Lin Zunwen and Muxiu are at home, and upon hearing the news, he greeted him, "Thank you, sir, for sending the dog back to the mansion."

"Master Lin."

Both of them are in an embarrassing time for Hou Guan, and their ranks are also the same, but Xie An is Chen Qun, the Xie family, a prominent family in Jiankang, and Lin Zunwen is just a prefect from the local area. He is on the same level as Lin Zunwen, who is nearly 20 years older than him. It can be seen that his ability is outstanding and his future is limitless.

"If you don't give up, I would like to invite Mr. Xie to come into the mansion for a cup of tea."

Xie An pushed the boat along the way: "That makes respect worse than obedience."

"Can you invite Mr. Xie to enter the mansion, the humble house will be bright forever. Please."

"Please."

Lin Abao's teeth were sour when he heard the two respectfully coming and going, so he found an excuse and ran to the backyard to find his mother-in-law. Mrs. Ji was discussing the new clothes with Xiuniang, and when she saw Abao came, she hurriedly waved: "It's just in time, just in time. Discussing about cutting new clothes and measuring the size."

Lin Abao was puzzled: "Didn't you just make new clothes? Why do you want to do it again?"

Mrs. Ji spat angrily: "What do you mean 'do it again'? It will be three springs soon, and when the spring comes, can you still wear these thick clothes? Can't you cut thin clothes?"

"It's going to be March so soon?" Lin Abao counted with his fingers. He felt that he had not been in Jiankang for a long time.

"Who doesn't know that it's going to be March? It's just that you live in a miserable life."

"Don't I have a mother? Anyway, my mother will take care of it for me."

"I really owe you in my previous life. It's done. Stand up and measure your sleeves." After measuring the size, the embroiderer went down, and Lin Abaoyi went to Mrs. Ji's side. The mother and son whispered. Said that the distinguished guests wanted to see the paintings, Lin Abao also wanted to know what happened to his paintings in the eyes of the top bosses of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, so he went to pick them up and sent them to the front hall, but then persuaded others to send them to him on the spot, but he hid Eavesdropping in the corner.There is a shelf in the corner, and Lin Abao, who was poking his head, accidentally bumped into it, and immediately gasped: "Hiss~"

Lin Zunwen, who was listening to Xie An's comment, was taken aback, and hurried over: "What's the matter? It's okay, why are you having trouble with a posing?"

Lin Abao covered the bumped bag on his head and almost burst into tears: "Father, it hurts."

Thanks to his height, Xie An looked at the bag on top of Lin Abao's head, and while reassuring him, he asked someone to go to his carriage to get the ointment for promoting blood circulation and dissipating stasis. After taking the ointment, he rubbed it on. As a result, Lin Abao had already hidden behind Lin Zunwen.

"...The dog is so naughty, I made Mr. Xie laugh." Lin Zunwen apologized with an awkward smile, wishing he could take his son out and beat him up. It was you who wanted to eavesdrop, but it turned out that you were the one who hid so clearly, Is this looking for draws or looking for draws or looking for draws?I've never seen such a cheater, I'm almost losing my face.

"It's okay. After rubbing it for half an hour in the morning and evening, it will be fine in two days."

Lin Zunwen took it and thanked him: "Thank you." Lin Abao hid behind his father and bowed his hands to thank him. His cautious appearance looked like Xie An was a man-eating tiger, making Xie An himself wonder if he was a vicious person up.

"I've already seen the painting. The use of color and conception are really exquisite. Ah Bao's talent is rare."

Lin Abao's eyes lit up, and his painting caught the eyes of the top bosses in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. Does it mean that he is one step closer to Dacheng?

What do people mean when they hide from themselves and boast but can bear it?Seeing it, Xie An smiled inwardly, and then bid farewell to Lin Zunwen.Lin Zunwen sent him to the door to watch the carriage leave. Looking back, he saw Lin Abao rubbed the top of his head with ointment and his face was full of tears. He was angry and funny and said: "Yes! You have to be taught a lesson if you are frizzy!"

Being aggrieved by the training, Lin Abao remembered to ask, "Father, who is Changkang?"

"Changkang is the name of Gu Kaizhi, the sage of painting. I don't remember what I said before?" Lin Zunwen was more surprised than Lin Abao. Didn't he say that Gu Kaizhi, the sage of painting, was the one who admired him the most?In the end, I even forgot the name of the object of worship. Are you afraid that this is not a fake worship?

"Said Chang Kang asked me about Lin Xiaoyou a few days ago, but unfortunately he didn't come to the party today, otherwise he would have met." Lin Abao felt that he might have missed a hundred million.

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