Sui Jiu Dan blue half-pin

After walking out of the alley.

Su Shiqing couldn't help asking: "If you leave without saying anything, those children will be sad. Are you sure you don't want to stay any longer?"

Under Jie Ao's thick bangs, his eyes were a bit dull: "No, the children will only be more reluctant to see each other for too long."

Su Shiqing: "You are the one who is reluctant."

Jie proudly threw the brocade box into Su Shiqing's arms.

"Open it and see."

Su Shiqing excitedly opened the brocade box, and carefully unwrapped the paper-wrapped paints, not even daring to take a breath, for fear that her own breath would blow away these precious paints.

Those bright and vivid pigments exude amazing brilliance and luster under the sun. The colors are so mellow, rich and breathtaking, which is unmatched by other pigments.

"These paints will come alive when used in paintings."

Su Shiqing couldn't help admiring.

"Whether you will come back to life or not, you will know if you try it, why don't you use them in this courtyard test, how about it?"

Su Shiqing was taken aback: "How can I afford such a precious paint?"

Jie Ao suddenly said seriously: "But these paints may really make you a blockbuster in this courtyard exam."

"I don't know if it will become a blockbuster, but it is sure to be scary. I am a small painter, and my monthly salary is only two taels. How can I afford these paints? If the emperor sees it, why don't you arrest me and torture me?"

"That's right." Jie Ao lowered his head and thought for a while, "Then have you figured out what to draw this time?"

Su Shiqing shook her head, expressing that she had no idea at all: "How do I know what questions the emperor will ask?"

"No matter what the question is." Jie Ao pointed to his chest, "The answer is here."

Facing Jie Ao's scorching gaze, Su Shiqing felt her cheeks heat up: "You mean...follow your own heart?"

Jie Ao nodded: "Yes, as long as you follow it, you will definitely not go wrong."

The sunlight behind them gradually disappeared, and the afterglow of the setting sun slowly climbed up the treetops along the trunk, and everything became blurred at this time.

A light breeze blows from the ears, blowing away the thick bangs on Jie Ao's forehead, and the exposed eyes are like stars falling into a deep well, shining with a strange light.

Su Shiqing looked at those starlights, and her whole heart seemed to fall together...

Shao Mansion, in the Bieyuan.

The Lingxiaohua and Qianrihong are in full bloom in a yard, which is both lively and prosperous.

In the shadow of flowers and bamboo, Shao Erxue is sitting under a tree playing chess with Han Xizi. The plain clothes, slender figure and jade-like appearance are simply too beautiful to behold.

But Su Shiqing didn't have the time and mind to appreciate it, because he was practicing the basic skills of painting hard at the table.

Bamboo leaves rustled in the summer wind, and beside her, Shao Erxue's cousin, Hui Lan, was also crackling melon seeds.

Kakaka.

"Painter Gu, your paintings are so beautiful!"

With a fair and fat face, he smiled very gratifyingly.

"Thank you, Miss Huili, for your compliment."

Ka Ka Ka, bah.

clack clack...

Finally, Su Shiqing became impatient.

"Brother Han Su, I have been painting bamboo leaves and orchids for several days, do I want to continue painting?"

Shao Erxue paused: "Then change it to a bird."

"Birds?" Su Shiqing hesitated slightly, "Are you sure the emperor likes these?"

"Your Majesty? Why do you ask so suddenly?"

"The time for the college examination is coming soon, and I have no idea."

Su Shiqing didn't understand very much, the time for the Mingming Academy's examination was approaching, but Shao Erxue didn't teach him to practice the paintings that the emperor liked.

At this time, Han Xizi suddenly reprimanded: "You kid is only thinking about reaching the sky in one step! I can figure out the sacred meaning later? If you want to draw a painting that the emperor likes, you must first practice the basics well, otherwise you will not be able to do it." It’s hard to say if it’s not on the list!”

"Master taught me well, Meisheng understands..."

Su Shiqing lowered her head aggrievedly and continued to draw birds.

Shao Erxue frowned, watching Su Shiqing just about to speak, but was knocked on the head by Han Xizi.

Han Xizi lowered his voice and said, "Concentrate on playing chess. You don't need to worry about that kid. I believe that with his aptitude, he will pass the college exam without any problem."

"Yes."

Shao Erxue sighed in his heart, this matter was related to whether Su Shiqing could stay with him in the future, how could he not be worried?

Huilan spat out the melon seeds, and said to Su Shiqing with a smile: "Painter Gu, Huilan believes that you will pass the examination."

Su Shiqing didn't know what to say, so she could only smile wryly.

……

Leave Shao Mansion.

Looking at the streets full of people coming and going, Su Shiqing's mood became more and more depressed, and she couldn't help but go to the wine shop to drink a few more glasses.

Back in Dongzhai, the chirping of insects in the courtyard was particularly loud tonight, and the scimitar-shaped moon hung high in the dark green night sky, which was truly beautiful.

Su Shiqing looked at the pitch-black dormitory, and guessed that Jie Ao would not come back tonight, and he didn't know where he went in the past two or three days, he didn't go to class, and he didn't return to the dormitory.

"Sigh... It would be great if Jie Ao was here..."

Su Shiqing shook her head, dragged her drunken body to sit at the table and poured a glass of water.

Suddenly, a wooden voice came from the darkness.

"Come back now?"

"what!"

Su Shiqing was so frightened that she threw away the teacup, and instantly sobered up from the wine.

Jie Ao lit the torch, and the candle slowly rose brightly, instantly illuminating the whole room.

"Jie Ao?" Seeing him, Su Shiqing breathed a sigh of relief, "Why are you hiding in the dark? You scared me!"

Jie Ao came over: "As soon as my front foot entered, your back foot followed."

"Who's following you?"

"What? Missed me?" Jie Ao ruffian smiled.

"Stop disgusting me!"

Su Shiqing made a retching movement to cover up her guilty conscience.

"Then how did I hear someone say that it would be good if I was here?"

Su Shiqing argued: "You are deaf, I mean it's good that you're not here!"

"is it?"

Jie Ao smiled, apparently not believing him.

"Of course!"

Su Shiqing ignored him, but staggered to the cabinet, took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, spread them out in front of the desk, and began to draw with her eyes squinted.

Jie Ao looked at him with his head propped on one hand, and asked: "Hey, it's so late, do you still want to draw?"

"Yeah!" Su Shiqing nodded with drunken eyes, "I'm going to have an exam in a few days, I have to hurry up and hone my painting skills!"

"But aren't you drunk?"

"Drunk...who said I was drunk? I'm having a sudden inspiration!"

Su Shiqing waved her hands, but her voice was full of sleepiness and drunkenness.

Seeing that he was serious, Jie Ao lay down on the bed and didn't make any more noise.

After a while, the ground was covered with crumpled drawings.

Su Shiqing pursed her lips, as if complaining, grabbed the skirt of her chest and said, "You said you want to follow your own heart, but... I don't know what to do..."

"..."

"I heard, Your Majesty, Your Majesty likes peonies, I think I should paint more peonies..."

A small face was flushed with drunkenness, and after speaking, he continued to draw on his own.

Blossoming delicate peonies bloomed on the paper, and Su Shiqing, who was getting more and more drunk, felt as if she had turned into a fish, floating in the void.

No wonder so many famous artists like to recite poems and paint after drinking. The inspiration is like a surging river.

He kept laughing while drawing.

Jie Ao turned over helplessly, yawned, and closed his eyes with his back to Su Shiqing: "I'm going to sleep, don't make noise."

Su Shiqing looked at Jie Ao's broad shoulders and felt that the two of them were separated by a thick wall, so she threw the paper ball on him.

"Didn't you say that we are grasshoppers on a rope?... How can we sleep? Come and help me!"

"..."

Jie Ao, who didn't close his eyes for two days and two nights, stared at the beam helplessly.

"You have been in the painting academy for so long... You must have learned a lot of 'palace painting' skills?...You get up and teach me, the emperor should, should like...such paintings more?"

"That kind of thing, no."

"No? How is this possible...? Haven't you thought about what you're going to do in the future, hiccup?"

"No."

Jie Ao sighed and looked out the window at the void.

Because of his attitude, Su Shiqing slammed the table and yelled: "How can it be! How can a man be like this, doing nothing all day long, wasting his time! Don't you come to the painting academy to become a court painter?"

"Is there nothing to do?" Jie Ao raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

Su Shiqing shook his body and barely stood still. He recalled his sad past, half envious and half ironic: "There are always some people who, relying on their birth and wealth, idle around all day long and act like a domineering... Tsk Tsk tsk! Unlike me, who can only rely on my own hands to make a living!"

Jie Ao: "...heh."

It turned out that in his eyes, he was such a person.

Su Shiqing pricked up her ears, Jie Ao, are you laughing?Sure enough, he hit the mark, so I have nothing to say.

After a brief silence.

Su Shiqing gave up complaining, rubbed her tired eyes, and supported her body to let the brush continue to walk on the paper.

At this time, a deep sigh came from his ear.

"...Can someone like me accomplish great things?"

Su Shiqing stopped her movements, looked up at Jie Ao, and heard Shao Erxue say that he failed to be a court painter last year, it was a waste of talent.

"If you don't change, you won't be able to do anything... In the future, you can only be a petty official."

"Brat, are you courting death?"

Jie Ao spoke cruel words in a lukewarm voice, his tone was not fierce, but his attitude was much colder.

Perhaps Jiu Zhuang was cowardly, so Su Shiqing continued to ask: "So what exactly did you draw? In the selection exam last year?"

With a talent that is not inferior to Shao Erxue, why has he been suppressed by his father until now?Why this rebellious slutty look?All these made Su Shiqing curious.

Jie Ao said indifferently: "It's none of your business."

The surrounding atmosphere was a bit awkward, and Su Shiqing realized that he had indeed talked too much, so he shut his mouth wisely and continued to concentrate on painting.

The light of the candle flickered as the wick sank.

Under the impetus of alcohol, Su Shiqing gradually felt weak all over, and sleepiness hit like a tsunami.

In order to drive away the drowsiness, he widened his eyes, but in the end he couldn't fight the drowsiness, and his head sank into sleep.

The sound of his heavy breathing resounded in the room, and he made a few squeaks from time to time.