"Miss, what's wrong with you today?" Back in the room, Bi Mi couldn't help but asked strangely.
"What's wrong?" Yan Wanru, who was still angry, said in confusion.
"Miss, you didn't have such a temper before. Even if you don't like someone, you wouldn't say such cold words." After saying that, Bi Mi carefully looked at Yan Wanru's expression and quietly took two steps back.
"Huh?" Yan Wanru looked stunned and asked blankly, "Did I speak very coldly today?" Then he sat down on the sofa and looked at Bi Mi for explanation.
"Yes, the way the young lady spoke today, it was as if she was a big enemy who was deliberately looking for Mr. Fang to cause trouble." Bi Mi said very honestly.
"Hmph! He already has a grudge against me, okay?" Yan Wanru said stiffly, as if she was telling herself that it must be like this, so he was asked to treat someone so embarrassingly in front of his uncle and Mr. Fang that day.
I have spoken out my private matters without any scruples! I don’t want this girl to take revenge! Humph!
This matter was revealed by Yan Wanru in his heart.
Bi Mi stuck out her tongue and didn't say anything else. She thought that if her monthly letter would become as weird as the lady's, it would be better not to have her monthly letter.
Yan Liben admired Fang Yiai's serious attitude in coming to learn painting even though he was sick. At the same time, in order to take care of Fang Yiai's health, Yan Liben did not let Fang Yiai paint again, but carefully painted for him.
It tells about the painting methods and techniques of major famous artists, as well as related identification knowledge and writing techniques.
Seeing Fang Yiai leaning on the chair, still struggling to maintain his sitting posture, and listening attentively with his eyes full of thirst for knowledge. Yan Liben's heart directly improved his evaluation of Fang Yiai a lot! Although Fang Yiai
Ai was just ordered to learn painting and did not perform the apprenticeship ceremony. However, looking at Fang Yiai's pure eyes and stubborn tired face, Yan Liben directly recognized Fang Yiai as his disciple in his heart!
You must know that because Yan Liben is rigorous and has high requirements for those who learn from him, no one has been able to win Yan Liben's favor and become his disciple. Even if he is a serious painter with potential, as long as he has the purpose
If he was not pure, Yan Liben would not accept him, even if he was a registered disciple. Just like King Li Tai of Wei, he obviously regarded Yan Liben as gold foil for his own packaging, so he was rejected by Yan Liben.
At the beginning, Yan Liben agreed to let Fang Yiai learn painting from him because he had to accept it because of the reputation of the emperor and Fang Xuanling. However, after seeing the creative picture Fang Yiai painted on the spot,
, Yan Liben, whose painting level was stuck at a certain level, started to love talents. At the same time, he also had the mentality of wanting to improve his painting level to a higher level while leaving behind his love in the classroom. This was a little rough.
Some were willing to take over Fang Yiai, but they didn't hold out much hope.
Because calligraphy and painting belong to the same family, and Fang Yiai, who used to draw cartoons in his spare time in his previous life, is also very interested in Chinese classical paintings, so he always fulfills Yan Liben's requirements seriously, and at the same time, he is like a sponge.
Absorbing the knowledge poured out by Yan Liben, Yan Liben initially recognized the existence of Fang Yiai in just two or three and a half days of getting along. However, Fang Yiai, who had a record of skipping classes in Hongwen Hall, still made Yan Liben worried.
Some unsustainable disappointment.
But today, Fang Yiai actually continued to study painting despite being ill, even after Fang Xuanling asked him to take a leave of absence, which made Yan Liben look at him with admiration. In addition, he had heard of Fang Yiai before.
The reason why he didn't insist on studying in Hongwen Hall was probably because he was ordered to practice medicine. Seeing General Qin standing proudly in the court again, he knew that compared to the younger Fang Yiai's current academic performance, he was really no match.
A general who can command millions of soldiers is of great value! At the same time, he also found out that Fang Yiai's skipping classes in Hongwen Hall left a negative impression on him.
Looking at Fang Yiai's serious and pure eyes full of desire for knowledge, Yan Liben felt satisfied. What's more, Fang Yiai also had medical skills, and just now she was seriously re-diagnosing Yan Wanru, which made Yan Liben look at the room more and more.
The more I feel the love, the more I find it pleasing to the eye.
I wonder if Fang Yiai knew that she dragged her sick body to Yan's house in order to obtain Yan Liben's authentic work. Unexpectedly, she got such high recognition from Yan Liben, and she would be so happy that she couldn't open her mouth from ear to ear.
Watching Fang Yiai drink cup after cup of ginseng tea, her little face was still as pale as before, guessing that the end of the day was over, Yan Liben stopped talking, took a sip of tea, and said, "Okay, that's it for today. That's right.
, The emperor has already made an agreement with Mr. Kong that you don’t have to go to the Hongwen Museum to learn the Guanyin paintings until you are good at it.”
"Thank you, Mr. Yan." Fang Yiai stood up with Fang Qi's help and saluted Yan Liben.
Waving his hand, Yan Liben continued, "I'm here..., forget it, you should take good care of your injuries for the past two days. If you are not feeling well, you don't have to come over tomorrow."
"Master Yan, don't worry. I'll go back and take medicine. After a good night's rest, I'll be fine tomorrow. I'll be here on time tomorrow afternoon. I hope Master Yan doesn't think I'm stupid." Fang Yiai
He lowered his head and said.
"Since your calligraphy is unique, your paintings are unorthodox, but they also have a unique flavor, and your understanding is not the best I have ever seen, but it can be regarded as an above-average talent. As long as you study hard, how can I dislike it?"
." Yan Liben smiled and said gently.
Just hearing that Yan Liben, who was actually about the same age as him, called himself an old man in front of him, Fang Yiai felt a chill in his heart. He lowered his head and curled his lips secretly. Fang Yiai still said humbly, "This kid will definitely grasp this."
This is a rare opportunity. Try to learn more about Master Yan’s true art. At least you won’t lose Master Yan’s face when you go out. Otherwise, I will be too shameless to say that I have learned painting from Master Yan.”
"Okay, you can go back and rest early." After saying with a smile, Yan Liben stood up and told the servants outside, "Go and tell Butler Zhao to prepare the carriage and take Mr. Fang back to the Tai Hospital."
"Master Yan, this can't be done. I can just go back and rent a sedan. There's no need to trouble Butler Zhao." After hearing Yan Liben's instructions, Fang Yiai was taken aback and quickly postponed.
"There's no need to delay. Not only do he have to send you off, but you also have to go to the Imperial Hospital to pick up the pills you just mentioned and give them to Wanru Na." Yan Liben looked at Fang Yiai's indifferent face gently, nodded appreciatively in his heart, and opened his mouth to explain.
road.
"In this case, being respectful is not as good as obeying orders. I would like to thank Lord Yan for your support." Having said that, Fang Yiai had no reason to postpone, so she accepted it. At the same time, she also felt that Yan Liben should have acted like this just for Yan Wanru.
, I just feel that even so, there is no need to dispatch the housekeeper. Forget it, I don’t want to think about it anymore. Anyway, I can save myself some trouble. I really hope I can see the bed in front of me now, and then have no worries.
Lie down on it and have a good sleep.
Returning to Tai Hospital, he greeted the people at Tai Hospital and watched Butler Zhao take away the pills and see off Yan's carriage. After checking Lu Yi's condition, the tired Fang Yiai finally got what he wanted.
Lying on the bed and falling asleep beautifully.
Looking at Fang Yiai's sleeping face, Fang Qi wiped the sweat off his forehead, then breathed a long sigh of relief and finally put his heart back in his stomach.
He turned around and looked at Fang Ming with a wry smile. At the same time, he was glad in his heart. Fortunately, he was in the Imperial Hospital, and people from all over the country who came to visit were scrupulous. Otherwise, the second young master might not be able to rest now.
Shaking his head, Fang Qi stood up and helped Fang Ming follow Fang Yiai's instructions and gently wipe Lu Yi's body with warm water.