In the west wing, people walk and tea is cold.

Zhang Lingxue wore a gauze dress and looked like she woke up from a dream. She looked at the picture of the beauty in front of her. Although this beauty was added to her passionately.

His cheeks were so red that he ate the pickled pickles from the wine cup and sucked the wine on it.

"Xiaoxuan, how much charm do you think he has drawn me?"

Looking at the body in the painting, Xiaoxuan lowered her head with a blushing face. "Miss, I...I don't know."

"Haha, the common people see people lust! I and Zhong Gong are innocent!"

The maid Xiaoqian bit her lip back and said nothing, thinking that it was like this and she was innocent. Mr. Zhong was a future son-in-law and had everything to say. If not, if the future son-in-law knew that there was this painting, wouldn’t his face be deformed?

Zhang Lingxue smiled and said, "His painting is very strange."

Xiaoxuan has never seen the erotic palace picture, so naturally she doesn't know what the effect of the woman's body is on paper. She can only say that the drawing is indeed... well, it looks very beautiful, especially... Oh... Then, it is held on her forehead, and that charm. What kind of heart can be so unpretentious and indifferent in front of a different surname?

Miss, I am worthy of being a lady!

Zhang Lingxue took a sip of wine and smiled, "I want Zhong Gong to be the first tomorrow."

"The master said that although Mr. Zhong is gifted, his life and death are destined to be rich and noble in the sky."

"Hehe. Father...hehe."

...

...

Zhong Yue returned to the inn physically and mentally exhausted. This time, he not only made a lot of effort in painting, but also improved his persistence and control. This West Chamber is too dangerous, so try to go as little as possible in the future.

However, after looking back at the painting, Zhong Yue's character techniques have made great progress after observing the pre-holy ink treasure "Seven Saints Pictures". This is not just a painting, but [Eight Methods of Painting Bones] has benefited a lot, but he still can't figure it out, otherwise he would have done a natural way of using calligraphy to paint.

In "Seven Saints"

Yao sets the season and the calendar uses [dot].

Shun had double pupils and painted his eyes with [Travel].

Dayu controlled the flood and sparged the soil to [cut].

Shang Tang destroyed the summer and took [Friction].

King Wen performed Yi and prepared rituals to [peck].

King Wu defeated Zhou and punished violence to [六].

Yuan Sheng Zhou Gong opened up the scholars to [六].

Zhong Yue used the Zhang family's silver to buy paper, pen, ink and ink, and copied the "Seven Saints Picture" in the inn.

"【Eight methods of painting bones】, another method is missing..."

Whether it is the "Bichengtu" by the female saint Weishu or the "Eight Methods of Yongzi" by the calligraphy saint Xizhi, they are all counted with eight. In this "Seven Saints Picture", Zhong Yue cannot find the eighth method. If he is forced to search, the layout of the two saints and one saints will destroy the balance of the entire painting.

"Is there only the [Seven Methods of Bone Painting]? Or is this last method ultimately a combination of yin and yang?" Zhong Yue frowned and pondered. If it was only seven methods, it would be different from the [Eight Methods of Yong's Characters].

Could it be that [Nine Forces of God and Man], [Eight Methods of Eternal Characters], [Seven Methods of Bone Painting], this is an aberration sequence? Then, will it be the end of the ninety-nine return to the same? No, it is not so thoughtful!

The way of calligraphy or painting is definitely not a simple article on counting. The brushwork is never easy forever. Making articles on numbers is undoubtedly a dead end!

Bang!

The door was pushed open.

Zhong Yue looked up and said, "Gou Laoqi didn't know where to take advantage of the situation again, and his face was filled with alcohol.

"Oh, I'm so happy. I'm painting alone in the room. Come on, let me show you."

Zhong Yue didn't stop him. Although this old gou was annoying, he had to say that in this world of great deeds, he naturally saw that he had lived a long life and naturally had more than Zhong Yue.

"Hmm?" Lao Gou leaned over, almost touching the drawing paper at the tip of his nose, and he burped heavily.

puff!

Lao Gou's pupils shrank, he raised his head, and woke up most of the time he was drunk, "You, did you draw it?"

Zhong Yue's eyes swept the pen and ink still on the table, "How about the copy of the "Seven Saints"? Are you doing it?"

The seven saints in the painting are actually similar in terms of lines and postures. This is the unique painting method of ancient emperor painters, that is, painting according to his father.

However, the most exquisite thing about this "Seven Saints Picture" is that it hides ancient methods.

"How could it be you painted it!"

When Zhong Yue saw Gou Qi looking serious, he smiled and said, "You are funny. It's not me. Did you draw it?"

Gou Laoqi red neck, "Impossible! You haven't even learned the bone method? And this is the Holy Prefecture. How can you understand the style of writing as a commoner?"

Zhong Yue raised his eyebrows, "I have a bone method in my painting, how do you know?"

"I...I'll ask you first!"

Zhong Yue smiled and said, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to explain to you. Do you teach the method of concealment? If you don't teach you to go to the Dragon Pool alone tomorrow, I will continue to go to the Zhenbao Pavilion."

Gou Laoqi seemed to have found something more important than the Dragon Pipe. "Teach, teach me, as long as you teach me the bone method in the painting, I will teach you everything!"

When Zhong Yue saw Gou Laoqi's desperate appearance, he laughed in his heart. Finally, he found this old Gou's life gate. All seeking is hard, and no desires are hard. This old Gou has today!

"I'm a little thirsty." Zhong Yue sat down.

Lao Gou poured tea and served water very well, "Little brother, teach me."

"This hidden method..."

"Let's change it. You teach me the bone method in the "Seven Saints Picture" and I teach you the method of concealment. How about it?"

Zhong Yue took a sip of tea and smiled and said, "Not good."

"Why is it not good?"

Zhong Yue said calmly: "It's just not good, there's no reason."

"This...you...don't you want to learn anymore?"

"I'm whatever I want."

Gou Laoqi was so angry that he had to ask others for help and smiled, "Brother, my brother, I'm teaching me."

"Want to learn?"

"Hey!"

"Tell me the method of concealment first, and bargain less." Zhong Yue looked at Gou Qi's attitude of opening his mouth, so he blocked his words. If he seized the life gate, he had to kill him. There was no chance of giving in, otherwise he would dare to open a dye room if he gave him some color.

Old Gou calmed down, his face was gloomy and gloomy. Seeing Zhong Yue’s indifferent look, he thought about it again and again, and said, “I’ll say it first, you have to teach me when the Dragon Flower Pond comes back!”

Zhong Yue looked at Lao Gou’s serious and serious look and said, “It’s someone who has been playing rogues, why did I break my promise? This “Seven Saints Picture” has been promised to copy it for you.”

"Get out, do you really think that you are a saint's bone method? Your bone method is obviously not a saint's pen!"

Zhong Yue was increasingly unable to guess this little old man. Even if he was a squatting or the two generals of the Zhang family could not see the so-called bone method from his paintings, they only dared to use artistic conception to understand Zhong Yue's painting skills. However, Gou Qi actually said that there was a bone method in the painting. How could he, a common man, see it?

Gou Qi took out something from his arms and slapped it on the table, "Give it."

"What is this?" Zhong Yue looked at the yellow talisman on the table and asked in confusion. Could it be that Lao Gou is a Taoist priest who travels around the world? This stinky airs are really possible.

"I really don't know the gold and jade. This talisman is stuck on your forehead and hides it! This is the treasure of the saint. Remember to return it to me when you come back!"

Zhong Yue looked at the yellow talisman on the table suspiciously and raised his eyebrows, "Is it true or false?"

Gou Qi rolled his eyes and took out the same from his arms, "Look at it!"

As he said that, he looked at his forehead and slapped it, and it really disappeared from Zhong Yue's sight! Then he appeared with a yellow talisman, "Is it right?"

Zhong Yue said vigilantly: "The one in your hand."

"Go, give it, look at your cowardly."

Zhong Yue tried to slap his forehead, "Don't you need to recite any curse?"

"The treasure of the saint, do you look at the spring, summer, autumn and winter pictures in the West Chamber, and need someone to control it?"

Zhong Yue narrowed his eyes and said, "Old Gou, have you ever peeked at Miss Zhang with this talisman?"

"Nonsense! You are slandering!" Lao Gou replied seriously.

Zhong Yue put the talisman on his forehead, making himself look like a zombie, and said, "I'll try the water outside. If you tease me, you won't want to learn that bone method in your life."

"Don't lose it, hey, only two, there are not much stock!"

"Old Gou, do you think there is something missing for the seven people?"

Gou Laoqi raised his eyebrows, "What's missing? What does it mean..."

"Eight or eight big shots."

"You're overthinking."

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In the Star City

The most worth visiting is not Zhaixing Restaurant or Zuixianlou, but a restaurant called "Banjian" in the west of the city. The building is not big, only half of it. The shopkeeper is very honest, but every day it is full. This sign is a time-honored brand. I heard that in Xingsu City, the ancestors of the Zhang family visited the former owner of this restaurant. After that, the restaurant was not under anyone's control. The yamen runners in the city do not charge any taxes, and no one makes trouble here. There are no white people in and out of the house.
To be continued...