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Li Chenglin was delighted that it was the first time he took the initiative to ask him a question, but he was at a loss and couldn't answer the question for the first time, so he said with a smile: "Six methods?"

"The "Six Laws of Painting"?" Jiang Yulou glanced at him, and slowly put down his rolled up sleeves: "If Mr. Chen doesn't know Xie He's "Six Laws", I can explain it briefly for you."

Seeing him smile, Li Chenglin also smiled and said: "I would like to hear the details."

"The first is vivid charm, the second is the use of brushes in the bone method, the third is the imagery of the object, the fourth is the coloring according to the type, the fifth is the management position, and the sixth is the transmission and imitation. What did you see in it?"

Li Chenglin was stunned for a moment, and if he left the past, or left others alone, he must have said jokingly: I just look at your graceful and graceful posture, my lord.But this person is Jiang Yulou, he dare not say it lightly.

Jiang Yulou lowered his head to look at the painting: "Master, you don't understand the Six Laws. How can you comment on whether the paintings below are good or bad? And how can you repeatedly deny the paintings below? Or, the paintings below are empty and have no bones. His appearance is so insignificant, does it really make you feel worthless?"

"No!" Li Chenglin was really self-defeating, but he didn't know how to answer at this time, should he say that he deliberately refused, just looking for an excuse to come to the pear courtyard to meet you often?Still...do not explain anything, continue to smile and shake his head to deny, that is definitely not possible, maybe Jiang Yulou will quit with a wave of his sleeves, and he will stop painting from now on, see off the guests!

Li Chenglin was thinking about how to answer, Jiang Yulou said again: "Mr. Chen, please come back. You don't have to come back from now on. I'm too weak to paint the picture in your mind."

"Young master Jiang misunderstood, I admire your paintings so much, how can you say that your paintings are not good?" Seeing that he had no choice but to be straightforward, Li Chenglin said with a smile: "I admire you, so I often come and go here for the sake of painting. I hope the young master is not to blame."

Jiang Yulou looked back at him with complicated eyes, and didn't speak for a while.

On the second day, Li Chenglin came as usual.

Seeing that Jiang Yulou was no longer painting, he was just reading by the window alone, and the little boy beside him brought a cup of tea and then retreated gently.

Li Chenglin smiled and sat down next to him, watching him flip the book with downcast eyes. After turning a few pages, Jiang Yulou raised his head: "Why does Mr. Chen come here every day? I already said yesterday that I won't fan you anymore."

Li Chenglin said with a smile: "I came here to impress the light of Master Liu's calligraphy. I used to come here often for the sake of painting. Every time I rejected the master's masterpiece, I felt helpless and heartbroken. Since Master Jiang knew about me yesterday Thoughts, then I just don't want to hide it anymore, and I can come here openly, which is very good. I came here after I came here, and I came here for you, Young Master Liu!"

Jiang Yulou closed the book, and looked out the window with cold eyes: "Since there are no paintings to find, there is no reason to come and go, Mr. Chen, please come back."

"There are other things without paintings. If Yulou is interested, Chen Lin is willing to be a confidant with you. You live alone in this other garden with no one all day long. How can you be lonely?" Li Chenglin said: "Is Jiang Yulou so talented? Do you want to be so lonely old Yu Liyuan?"

"Mr. Chen is overthinking. The old and dead Guyuan is still empty and unrewarded. It's Jiang Yulou's own business. You don't need to care about it." Jiang Yulou got up and was about to go to the courtyard. Li Chenglin quickly got up and grabbed him: "I'm not I want to control you, but I can't control myself. Jiang Yulou..."

"Master or not, it has nothing to do with me." Jiang Yulou interrupted him, brushed his hand away, and said indifferently: "Mr. Chen has a wild temperament, and if he is happy to see him, he will chase him away. How much do you know about me?"

Li Chenglin was startled, and withdrew his hand tremblingly, not knowing how to answer.

Jiang Yulou stopped looking at him and walked into the courtyard.Li Chenglin said behind him: "Is this Jiang Yulou? It's cold and aloof."

"Mr. Chen is annoyed?"

"of course not."

"Don't worry, you will be annoyed sooner or later." Jiang Yulou didn't turn his head back: "Mr. Chen, please come back."

"..." Li Chenglin was obviously a little disappointed. He had repeatedly issued orders to evict the guest. It would be bad if he didn't leave, so he walked away, and Jiang Yulou followed him lightly: "I hope you will come back tomorrow without trouble."

Li Chenglin paused, frowned, and stepped out of the other courtyard.

The next day, he really didn't come.The next few days did not come, and he didn't come for seven or eight days in a row.Jiang Yulou also took a break, but he didn't realize that he hadn't painted or written poems for several days.

"Did he really never come after that?" Murong Jiu asked Jiang Yulou.

Jiang Yulou didn't answer, just lowered his head and touched Xiao Hei on his knee, but slightly parted his lips and smiled softly, as if he was just laughing to himself.

Murong Jiu felt that what he asked was nonsense, if Li Chenglin hadn't come later, how could there have been such an incident that has been ruined for hundreds of years?

When Jiang Yulou walked to the door, it was already dawn outside. At this time, the door was closed, and the light coming in through the window paper was like a thin mist, which fell on the ground thinly. He deliberately avoided it and sat down. Looking at Murong Jiu from the teahouse where the door opened, the smile from just now seemed to be still in his eyes, he looks like that, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the Jade Immortal in the Immortal Mist!

There was a slight smile on the corner of Jiang Yulou's mouth, he said: "Although he is a dude, he is rarely a person with a heart."

That day, Li Chenglin didn't survive eight days and came to Liyuan again. It turned out that the Taifu taught him poetry and painting in the retreat palace, so that he could communicate with the sixth son and understand in depth.

Murong Jiu deeply admired the prince's patience and sincerity, and also wondered if he was self-defeating again this time, so he asked Jiang Yulou.

"He has read a lot of poems and songs." Jiang Yulou said with a smile: "But Song Ci is right for Xin Diao, Li Shi and Du Fu, and he still looks confident."

Murong Jiu said with a smile: "Is this the same smile you used to tear him down?"

Just as Jiang Yulou was about to open his mouth, the door was suddenly pushed open by Ran!

"Young master is up! The three sons of Yuan Songqiao have arrived and are waiting for you." Liu Cai rushed in.

"Jiang Yu..." Murong Jiu rushed forward a few steps, Jiang Yulou had long since disappeared, only a wisp of green smoke that was invisible to ordinary people drifted away in the air.The scorching light outside the door, I don't know what happened to Jiang Yulou, it won't... be wiped out in ashes, right?

"Idiot! Who asked you to open the door?" Murong Jiu turned to Liu Cai and said.

"The three young masters are looking for the young master! I'm here to wake you up and wash up..." Seeing the young master standing there in formal attire, Liu Cai was speechless.

"Then you won't knock on the door before entering?" Murong Jiu asked.

"I know it's wrong to keep money."

"If you make a mistake, you will be punished for copying a hundred poems!"

"what?!"

Murong Jiu guessed that he must be thinking: Isn't this the way Madam has always punished the young master, why is the young master punishing me again?

"What's the matter?" Murong Jiu gave him a cold look.

"Young Master, why are you so angry? Didn't you just push the door? Although it's a bit more straightforward..." Liu Cai muttered in a low voice.

"Copied or not?"

"……copy……"

"That's about the same." Murong Jiu raised his foot and was about to go out, then turned around: "My young master asks you, why are those three servants looking for me at this time?"

"Didn't you say last time, young master, that you want to invite the three sons to understand Xiangchun and drink him who will never return after ten altars?"

"Is there?"

"Have!"