Now in the third year of Kangding, the painter was still making a living selling calligraphy and paintings on the calligraphy and painting street. However, in the fifth year of Kangding, the painter was promoted to the top of the palace painters, and was responsible for painting for people above the fourth concubine level. In other words, Concubine Li, who was favored by thousands of people, did not have the blessing to seek a painting from this artist.
This man is called Huang Dingde. Feng Hongluan has memories of this painter because he was so famous. In the end, his paintings were hard to find. And after he became famous, he cherished ink as much as gold. Except for the emperor, empress, and empress dowager, everyone else When he was asked to paint, he resisted. He was rumored to be very noble, but the emperor was surprised that he valued him so much. Even if he disobeyed the fourth concubine, the emperor protected him every time. Later, he even explicitly ordered Huang Dingde to only paint for the emperor, the queen, and the queen mother. , even the prince, prince, etc., if they want to paint, unless Huang Dingde agrees.
Huang Dingde, who lived in Kangding for five years, was considered a man of the hour. No matter celebrities, nobles, princes or generals, they all flocked to him to paint. However, he was arrogant and would never easily paint for anyone except the emperor, queen and queen mother. .
Feng Hongluan has never seen Huang Dingde's paintings, but since he has achieved such a turbulent life, his current skills should not be underestimated.
Hong Yan likes painting so much, so it would be better to invite Huang Dingde to work as a painter in the Jin Palace. Not only can he and Hong Yan learn about painting skills, but also he can keep a few more of Huang Dingde's calligraphy works before he rises to prominence.
It's popular to send a warm fragrance into the room. This is the smell of Maple Red Luan.
Hong Yan turned around and looked at Feng Hongluan who had been standing behind him in surprise for who knows how long, and said in shock: "I haven't heard your voice at all. Your Qinggong attainments have improved even more."
Hong Luan laughed: "It's not that my Qing Gong attainments have improved, it's that you are too serious."
There is no trace of him in the rumors in reality. He is infatuated, dedicated, gentle, and serious. Even if it is a small thing, as long as he wants to do it well, he can concentrate on it without any distractions, so he does not notice it. Maple Red Luan has already arrived.
"Really? Come on, come on, help me see, besides these people, who else can I invite?"
"Isn't your birthday next month? Why are you so anxious? Start writing invitations now."
Hong Yan said with a smile: "Brother Huang wants to make such grand arrangements for my birthday. Even if I make arrangements from now on, I'm afraid there will be some things I missed because I didn't think carefully. Let's do everything we can do first. So as not to be in a hurry when the time comes.”
He would make arrangements and plan ahead, but he didn't know his temperament. He did things in such an orderly manner and first did what he could, such as invitations.
Feng Hongluan once again understood that Hong Yan definitely had the ability to assist the government. He was as meticulous as dust, devoted to his work, and methodical, taking the overall situation into consideration. Although his temper was occasionally impulsive, he also knew how to take precautions after calming down. It was a pity. With his talent, for the sake of the emperor, he could only continue to be mediocre and wronged himself.
Thinking of this, Feng Hongluan couldn't help but feel distressed, but she was afraid that Hong Yan would see any clues. She hurriedly avoided her eyes, looked at the sky and said to Hong Yan: "The sky is very nice. If you finish writing, can we go out for a walk?" good?"
Hong Yan smiled and said: "It's done. I just need to check the list and send it to the emperor for final decision. Who should be deleted or added?"
"Well, then Liuxiang, you go prepare the sedan chair."
"Yes, miss!"
As the fragrance lingered, Hongyan held the window frame with both hands, his expression a little innocent and cute, like a child who had not grown up: "Where do you want to go?"
"Take you to a good place."
"How good is it?"
"you guess?"
Feng Hongluan was trying to keep it quiet, but he suddenly rushed over and, with lightning speed, tapped Feng Hongluan on her lips: "How about you?"
"Not serious." Feng Hongluan laughed angrily and caressed Hong Yan's smooth cheek through the window. There was a soft wave in her eyes, "Hong Yan, you like to recite poems and write poems. Painting and playing the piano are so leisurely and boring.
day?"
I don't know why she asked this suddenly.
But his answer was without hesitation: "I like it, why don't you like it? Do you want to play something exciting? Don't worry, I will accompany you."
"Pfft!" Feng Hongluan laughed.
"No, I also like to live a life like this, without fighting against the world, in peace and tranquility." Thinking of not fighting against the world, in peace and tranquility, He Jixiang suddenly popped into his mind. On April 17, they got married together.
It must have been some time since he entered the Yin Mansion. Yin Tiangao contracted the disease and passed away in the winter of the third year of Kangding. If He Jixiang contracted the disease, he would have contracted the disease within two years at most.
The bubbles fester until death.
After many days of marriage, the two of them must have had sex.
Feng Hongluan had to watch He Jixiang suffer torture and die with her own eyes. Of course, He Jixiang's mother, Feng Hongluan, would not let her go.
These days, she did not really live a life of peace and tranquility. In private, he asked Uncle Xiao to send the Feng Mansion's account books. As expected, as she expected, Mr. Dong became restless again.
Less than ten days after Fengcheng left, there was a large amount of expenditure in the account book. The reason for the expenditure was only the purchase of tonics.
Although Feng Mansion purchases a large amount of Angelica sinensis, deer antlers and other tonics every year, they only purchase them after autumn every year, but now it is spring, and the amount is double the amount purchased last autumn, a full thousand taels of silver.
Most of the tonics in Feng Mansion are used by several masters to make soup on weekdays. Now that she is married and He Jixiang is married, the family has lost two masters, but more medicinal materials have been purchased.
Feng Hongluan has not yet checked whether the medicinal materials are authentic, but she will not let it go.
Seeing her deep in thought, Hong Yan stretched out his hand and gestured in front of her: "What's wrong, Hong Luan, what are you thinking about?"
Feng Hongluan quickly retracted her thoughts: "It's nothing, let's go. Liuxiang must have prepared a sedan. Although the place I will take you to is not as good as mine, you will definitely like it."
Hearing this, Hong Yan's eyes lit up and he jumped out from the window sill without going through the main door. The two of them intertwined their fingers and headed for the door.
It's ironic to say that the east of the city is the prosperous place of the capital, and Yanliu Lane is just to the east of the city. This vulgar place is full of lights and flowers all night long, exuding the smell of rouge and gouache. Most of the men who come here are drunk and dreamy, intoxicated.
In Wenrou Township, as long as there are one or two sober people, they probably just want to go through Yanliu Lane to the Calligraphy and Painting Lane further east in the city.