Xichun picked a pink canna from the flowers and said,"If we are talking about beauties, we are all laymen here. Even if we look better, we don't have pure spiritual energy. We can only compare with the immortals in the scriptures. Although we don't see their appearance, our temperament can't compare.”It turned out that when everyone was together, for some reason, the topic of conversation turned to beauty poems. When talking about Luoshen Fu, Tanchun said that Daiyu, Sister Lin, was a weak willow supporting the wind, which was comparable to charm, and Xichun was sincere, saying that everyone was vulgar.
Tanchun smiled." Of course we can't avoid being vulgar, but there are always some who look better and some who look simple." Looking at those portraits of Bodhisattvas and immortals, could it be that they really looked like immortals? It was just a drawing of the appearance of the secular people in the world.”
Lin Ming took the opportunity to laugh." I know that Sister Xichun's painting skills are not bad. The Grain in Ear Festival is coming soon. In the past, it was always less interesting. Since we are free today, why don't we all come and draw the God of Flowers and burn it at the Grain in Ear Festival?"”
Daiyu smiled and said," Hey, Lin Er, you never play with your brush and ink. I didn't know you could draw something. Why are you in the mood today?" With Fourth Younger Sister, Sister Bao, and us, aren't you afraid of embarrassing yourself?”
Lin Ming smiled." I'm not talented, I'm not talented. I can't write poems. As for paintings, I can barely catch your eye."”
Tanchun clapped her hands and said," Alright. It's rare for Second Sister Lin to be in the mood to make such a suggestion. Since that's the case, it's settled." Tell the servant girls to arrange a brush and ink on the table in the flowers. Let's go over here. The one who draws the best, we all admire her. If she doesn't draw well, she'll treat us to a feast. How about it?”
Xi Feng clapped her hands and laughed."That's great. I've already decided to be at the bottom of the list when I started the poetry club. Every year, I'm the shameless leader of the group. Today, I won't be writing poems, but only comparing paintings. Ping 'er, come over and serve the brush and ink."
Ping 'er sighed and instructed the servant girl to arrange the ink on the desk. She smiled and said,"Since you have the ability, you should be more humble. If you say it like this and lose, I'll see if you have any face.”Xi Feng's words were so bold, but Ping 'er didn't flip her over. It could be seen that Xi Feng's painting skills were also visible when she was in the boudoir. Everyone was surprised that Xi Feng still had this ability hidden. They were all curious to see, and the two of them sang in unison. Although they had not yet written, they all surrounded her and occupied the limelight.
In an instant, the desks were spread out. Each person had a desk. The eighteen colored brush and ink were spread out. Seven or eight young girls, ten servant girls, and the chief corner of the flower garden were all beautiful and charming. At this moment, they were gathered in the garden. In the midst of the flowers, they were all like flower spirits.
Xichun was the one who looked forward to it the most. When she saw this scene, she stopped painting the God of Flowers and ordered a long scroll to be spread out. She started writing from the three little girls playing by the rockery in the garden.
When the masters were painting, the servant girls who served the brush and ink had to be used to it. For example, Xifeng had Ping 'er, Baochai had Ying' er, Daiyu was Zijuan, Yingchun was Siqi, Xichun was Ruhua, etc. There were always two or three servants on the table, and the rest had nothing to do. They ran around to see the paintings of the masters and made a pile for fun. It was also very interesting.
Xifeng was the first to finish writing. She shook her sore wrist and smiled."Let's not talk about whether it's good or not. I'm always the first to hand in my paper, so I'll always be the champion.”He added," It's only been a while since I last held a pen, and I'm already rusty. Hiss, I can't even hold my wrist anymore.”Ping 'er rubbed her hands, and the servant girl carefully painted them up.
Lin Ming quickly stopped writing and smiled." Don't pick it up. The ink hasn't dried yet. If you stand it up, you'll faint." It's the same if we all go over and take a look.”As he spoke, he rode over to take a look.
The God of Flowers in Xifeng's painting was a beautiful woman with her eyes closed, wearing a golden robe embroidered with flowers and a pair of pearls on her bare feet. Although her charm was not very lively, it was rare for her to have a kind of majesty. She looked more like a goddess.
Daiyu looked at her and smiled." You're a living little girl. You only closed your eyes and pretended that we didn't recognize you."”
Xi Feng laughed." We agreed that we would only talk about the portrait. You just have to say whether it's good or not. Why do you care who I look like?" Hurry up and draw it. I want to see how good you are.”
Daiyu put down her pen." I'm done too."”Everyone went over to take a look. It was also a flower with its eyes closed. However, this flower god was bathed in the fog, and its figure was weak and ethereal. Her white veil also blended into the room, and even the style of her clothes could not be seen clearly. Only her hair was scattered, and she wore a circle of flowers. It was unknown if it was formed from external objects or if it was originally grown from her hair. He had enough spiritual energy, but he didn't seem to like being observed. He turned his body sideways, as if he wanted to hide deep in the painting.
Since the two of them were done drawing, the rest of the people also finished drawing. According to Baochai's rules, according to Daiyu's instructions, the censer was placed in front of her and she could enter the niche. Tanchun's painting was of a red dress pinching flowers. It was a portrait of Guanyin, but there was less compassion in her eyes, thanks to the brilliance of spring. However, Lin Ming's drawing was unique. It was originally Qingwen's appearance yesterday. Everyone was amazed and praised her. They pulled Qingwen over to compare, making Qingwen extremely embarrassed. She wanted to run but was pulled back. Her face was even redder than the peach blossom makeup she had painted.
Everyone said that Lin Ming's paintings were the most beautiful, but Lin Ming said that the peach blossoms were a little more enchanting. Compared to the God of Flowers, who ruled over all flowers, they lacked some stability. At that moment, Xichun stopped writing. When everyone looked, they saw that there were already four sets. There was no color, only the outline of the outline was drawn in thick ink.
One of Xichun's paintings was of the girls playing in the flowerbed. The next one was Yingchun and Xifeng's desks. Yingchun was painting while Xifeng was sitting and looking at the painting. Li Wan, who was supported by the little girl, came over and bent over to look at Xifeng's painting. The next one was Baochai and Tanchun, and the last one was Xichun herself, Daiyu, and Lin Ming.
The four paintings were connected together to show the panoramic view of the garden at that time. The masters and maids were all different. They were as beautiful as the flowers, just like the Jade Lake fairyland. Although the four paintings were not colored, the charm had already been formed and the scale was magnificent. When everyone saw it, they were all amazed and unanimously took Xichun's painting as the champion. As for the last seat, Xifeng didn't want to take it either. She coaxed Lin Ming to take it.
"It's easy to treat me to a meal, but I have one request."”
Xi Feng smiled." It's just that you're not blaming me for being the last. Tell me what you want. If it's reasonable, I'll agree to it."”
"If you can satisfy my request, not only will I treat you to a meal, I'll also take out another 100 taels of silver to fund the poetry club."”
"Aiya!" Tanchun smiled." Hurry up and say it. Last time, I said I wanted to enter Chaoshan's immortal fairy paper. Only that paper is not easy to buy. With this hundred taels of silver, our poetry club can use it."”
Lin Ming smiled and said," Little Sister Xichun's painting is really good. Who knows if it will be passed down for a hundred generations in the future. Why don't we all use the illustrated guide and follow Fourth Sister's calligraphy? In the future, people will know how happy we are today."”
Xichun's face turned red." Girls are just drawing for fun. How can it be so easy to leave a legacy? Second Sister Lin is talking nonsense." If you think it's good, I'll give this painting to you. You can use whatever you want to appraise it. I don't care anymore.”
Lin Mingxi said happily," Alright, you'll be the first one to lose your name. Qingwen, quickly go back and get my public certificate." Sisters, can you please register as well?"
Everyone thought that Lin Ming was just fooling around. It was just a joke in the boudoir. How could it really spread? Not to mention Liufang. Everyone laughed at Lin Ming and thought that they had failed to catch up. When Qingwen ran back, Lin Ming was the last to make up for it.
It was already past noon after they played around. The old lady called someone to rush them, saying that it was time to serve dinner. Everyone wanted to go to the old lady's place, so Lin Ming instructed Qingwen to wait here. When the painting was dry, she would put it away and take it back. However, Xichun refused to give it to him. She only said that it wasn't finished if it hadn't been colored. Since she wanted to give it to him, she would only wait until the color was finished. She also said that it would take ten days for the four pairs to be colored. When it was done, she would just ask someone to send it over.
Qingwen knew that the girls had eaten and naturally wanted to chat and joke with the old lady. She was not in a hurry and guarded the painting by herself. She did not let the little girl move. She waited for the painting to dry and carefully took Lin Ming and Daiyu's paintings home. She returned to the courtyard and kept it in the cabinet.
When Qing Xing saw her return, she teased her and said,"I heard that Miss drew a picture for you? Which one is it? Let me see."
Qing Wen's face turned red and she scolded,"You little gossiping hoof, don't let me know who it is!"”He then said to Qing Xing," You believe what others say. Today, I'm drawing the God of Flowers. Why would she draw me?"”
Qing Xing saw that she didn't admit it, so she didn't ask further. He didn't know who was still angry. He was still peeing in the morning, but now he was so happy that his face was covered in smiles.”Qingwen was so angry that she chased after her.
They went to the old lady's place to have a meal and then went to the side hall to talk. When the old lady heard about their painting, she said,"It's a good day. You guys are playing and having fun. It's just that worshipping the gods and worshipping the Buddha is not a joke. People who paint immortals and Buddha statues need to bathe and burn incense a few days ago. You are still young and don't know sincerity. Don't draw randomly in the future. Be careful not to blame the gods and buddhas.”
"Old Lady is right, but…" Xifeng said with a smile."Why didn't Old Lady say it earlier? If she had said it earlier, we wouldn't have started this matter. It would have saved me the trouble of being at the bottom again.”
Just as everyone was laughing, they suddenly heard a servant girl running in from outside, crying in panic, saying that Baoyu was injured.
"Who is it? Who is injured?" The old lady got up from her seat and asked sternly,"Baoyu?" How did you get hurt?" The girl was so shocked that she even forgot to cry. Xifeng and Yuanyang rushed over and pulled the girl back. Xifeng said anxiously,""Aiya, why are you in a daze at a time like this? Hurry up and tell me, what's wrong with Second Master?”
Xi Feng was fierce and Yuan Yang was gentle. The girl burst into tears again after being supported by Xi Feng. She pulled Yuan Yang's sleeve and cried,"Sister, it's not good. Second Master is in school. I don't know why, but he made a fuss and was injured.”
Yuanyang asked again," Alright, tell me more details. Where is Second Master now? Is it serious?"”
The servant girl pointed behind her and cried,"I'm…I'm confused. I'm carrying it back."”
Xi Feng flung him aside." You're crying and can't even answer properly. You're wasting your time!"”"Old Lady, don't worry. Perhaps it was just a careless accident."”He turned around and instructed the servant girls to go and get a doctor first. One of them went to the storeroom to get the red medicinal wine from the West that was specially used to wipe bruises. The other two went back to make the bed and prepare hot water. Then, he took the lead to help the anxious old lady out.
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