Chapter 176 The gift of Daiyu, the second scroll

   After raising her head and thinking for a while, Feng Ziying picked up the carefully cut charcoal and began to write.

   This may be the only ability in my previous life that I can perform to survive without other survival skills.

As a childhood hobby, sketching was Feng Ziying's specialty when she almost went to the Academy of Fine Arts in her previous life. Of course, under the intervention of her parents at that time without hesitation, Feng Ziying, who could have become a master of the generation, became a government official Feng Ziying, um, okay The basics of sketching are still there, and charcoal drawing is also what he used to be best at.

  Sitting in the study, pondering for a long time, after trying two more, Feng Ziying began to write.

  The impression of Lin Yatou is very deep in his mind, so he can draw it slowly based on the impression in his mind.

   This kind of sketch is probably still a novelty in the current Dazhou, but since it is to be used as a compensation gift for the girl, the fresher and rarer it is, the more meaningful it is.

   It didn't take long, in less than an hour, this small sketch of one foot square was completed.

  Feng Ziying put the painting away, observed it from several angles from the front and side, and modified it briefly. She was very satisfied, and it fit the image of Miss Lin in his mind.

This is drawn based on the first impression when I met Lin Yatou in Linqing. The girl's pitiful and somewhat sensitive and timid expression is well reflected in this painting. Feng Ziying doesn't know what she is doing. It can be drawn in one go, and it seems that the impression of that day is deeply in his mind.

  Yun Shang has been waiting for Feng Ziying to paint.

  For the young master's sudden desire to use charcoal for painting, Yun Shang was also ignorant. He just recruited a few sections of charcoal, carefully selected two sections from them, and then processed them by Feng Ziying himself to barely become charcoal pens.

   But seeing a fairly familiar image slowly take shape under the young master's understatement, Yun Shang was almost stunned.

Of course Yunshang knows what is needed for painting, but the young master is like a juggler. Just smearing a piece of charcoal so casually can draw a portrait, and it really looks like it, especially with Miss Lin. She also had a similar impression.

   Seeing Yun Chang staring at the painting intently, almost unable to take his eyes off her eyes, Feng Ziying also felt quite complacent.

   I still haven't lost this ability, I guess if I really wasn't born in this Feng family, I would be able to make ends meet if I went to perform on Jingshi Street.

  Da Zhou still respects this kind of artistic talents, and maybe he can recruit himself into the court as a court painter, or help paint small **** paintings, which is also very rich.

"Yunshang, how is it? Young master, isn't his ability bad?" Feng Ziying looked triumphantly for a while, then finally put it down, stroked her chin, and asked with a smile: "If the young master really fails to study in the future, relying on this ability, we can bring I'll let you make a living, why don't you?"

   "Young master, what nonsense are you talking about?" Yunshang was displeased, "You can definitely read books, the master and wife say that you are the seed of reading, and you must be able to win a scholar,..."

It seemed that these words were too absolute and put pressure on Feng Ziying, so Yun Shang hurriedly said: "Even if we can't do this subject, can't we still study for another three years to take the exam? By then, the young master will only be eighteen or nineteen years old." Woolen cloth."

   This girl is so sensible, even afraid that she will be under pressure, so she added some comfort. Feng Ziying was also a little moved.

  To have such a caring maid by my side is a special experience that I could never imagine and enjoy in my previous life. Now I really have to take good care of this caring and warmth.

   Seeing Yun Shang looking at the painting with envy all the time, Feng Ziying felt a little bit moved in her heart, "Yun Shang, do you like this painting?"

   "Well, the young master's painting is so good, Miss Lin seems to have stepped out of the painting, so resembling." Yun Shang pursed her lips, her eyes showed a hint of fascination, "It really looks like it."

   "I'm asking if you like it or not." Feng Ziying frowned, this girl didn't seem to understand what she meant.

   "Of course I like it. When Miss Lin sees this painting, she might like it so much that she doesn't know how to do it." Yun Shang nodded repeatedly, but still didn't understand Feng Ziying's meaning.

"Well, that's fine, then the young master will continue to work hard and draw a picture for Yun Shang." Feng Ziying took a breath, and it would take half the night, but he couldn't bear to let Yun Shang down, he liked to see Yun Shang's pretty face Chun's pretty smiling face, so it's worth being a little tired, and it's time to review your own skills.

   "Ah? How can that work?" Yun Shang was startled, waved her hands and shook her head again and again, "That won't work!"

   "Why not?" Feng Ziying was puzzled, but she still didn't understand.

   "Where can a maidservant afford to be like this?" Yunshang shook her head like a rattle, "Young master must be good at painting Miss Lin, but it is not appropriate to paint a maidservant."

  This kind of deep-seated inferiority complex cannot be changed by one sentence or one person. Just think about the words that all people are born equal.

Feng Ziying has never tried to change anything, because this world and even the surrounding environment are like this, you have to try to change, when the trend of that social era has not arrived, it is to hit a stone with a pebble, and you can only smash yourself to pieces, Feng Ziying will not go Do that kind of useless work.

  However, this does not affect drawing a picture for Yun Shang. This is my personal behavior. If I am willing, there is no problem.

   "Okay, Yunshang, this is what the young master wants to draw, so you just sit there, um, you don't need to sit, your appearance is also imprinted in the young master's heart." Feng Ziying said decisively.

   It's not in the head. In this day and age, no one thinks that it's the head that thinks about the problem, but everyone thinks that it's the heart that thinks about the problem.

  Seeing that the young master's tone was firm and unquestionable, Yun Shang liked it in his heart but didn't dare to show it, so he could only wring his fingers and stand there, not knowing what to say.

   "Sit there." Feng Ziying ignored the other party, changed a piece of paper, began to meditate, and prepared to write, "When the young master finishes painting, if you feel that the young master has worked hard, then give the young master a good shoulder."

   "Okay." Yun Shang had an indescribable blush on her face, and sat sideways with her legs crossed.

  Earlier, the young master said that his appearance was imprinted in his heart, so Yun Chang couldn't help trembling all over. If the wife heard such words, would it be okay? But the young master looked indifferent.

  She also knows that the young master's words in the mansion are very effective now, even the master and wife have to give way, but she also knows that the wife is the last to see any girl who is too tight to the young master, especially herself.

  If there is something, it is against the rules of heaven, I am afraid that the king of heaven and I will not be able to protect himself.

   But the young master insisted on keeping himself by his side, which made his wife very angry. Fortunately, during this time, his wife looked a little better at him, and she didn't want to make her unhappy because of these things.

Seeing Yunshang's look of worrying about gains and losses, Feng Ziying also sighed and shook her head: "Yunshang, don't treat my mother as a big bug, for fear of becoming like that, well, she is doing it for my own good, and for your own good too. , I know this in my heart, and I've told her about it, so there won't be anything in the future, and don't act like you're being terrified all day long, I don't like to watch it."

  Hearing what Feng Ziying said, Yun Shang was even more startled, "Master, please don't say that, my wife heard it..."

   "Okay, okay, I definitely won't say it in front of other people." Feng Ziying also knows that this kind of metaphor is definitely nothing in modern times. In this time and space, it is really a big treason.

   "It's not okay to say it in front of Yunshang." Yunshang's attitude is very firm on this point, "Madam is for the young master's good, but I don't worry about the servant girl. Yunshang also knows, so Yunshang doesn't blame the wife,..."

   There is no end to it, but Feng Ziying knows Yunshang's intentions, "It's good that you know Yunshang, it's okay, my mother is also worrying, don't talk, sit down, the young master is going to start writing."

  Although Lin Yatou and Lin Yatou both have the same slender figure, Yunshang undoubtedly looks more energetic, with a mixture of stubbornness and obedience between her brows and eyes, and she is a little less delicate. After half an hour, a charcoal drawing was released again.

  Looking at Yun Shang holding that painting of hers so fondly, Feng Ziying couldn't help teasing: "I haven't said I'll give it to you yet, Yun Shang, you should fulfill your promise."

   "What?" Yun Shang was at a loss.

   "Squeeze the shoulders for the young master. It took a lot of hard work for so long. Isn't it in vain?" Feng Ziying assumed a comfortable reclining position, "Hurry up!"

   "That's the maidservant's job. Even if the young master doesn't paint for Yunshang, Yunshang will do it well." Yunshang came over with her lips pursed, put the painting aside carefully, and began to rub Feng Ziying's shoulders.

   Made an appointment with Jia Lian to visit Baiyun Temple.

  Now is the best time to travel to Baiyun Temple, where incense is flourishing and tourists gather.

Hearing the news from Zijuan from Yunshang, Lin Yatou and Wang Xifeng agreed to go to Baiyun Temple to burn incense. It is estimated that Wang Xifeng will also take this opportunity to go to Baiyun Temple to burn incense and pray for blessings. I don’t know if there are others. .

  Here Feng Ziying made an appointment with Han Qi, Wei Ruolan and Chen Yejun.

  After going to Qingtan Academy for three months, I haven't seen the three of them again. This relationship still needs to be maintained.

What's more, apart from Chen Yejun who is not too familiar, Han Qi and Wei Ruolan have always had a good relationship with Feng Ziying. In the Imperial College, several people walked relatively close.

  Although Jia Lian behaved fairly well and was able to do some things, he lacked some means to maintain his network and did not do a good job.

  This may have a lot to do with his father, Jia She, being stingy and mean.

Although Jia Zheng is pedantic, his personality is passable, at most he is not good at socializing and socializing, but Jia Amnesty is really disgusting, not to mention mean and ungrateful, and he is greedy and stingy, mercenary, etc. It's hard to make friends no matter where you change people, so it's difficult for Jia Lian to have such an old man at the stall, so it's hard to maintain the original Jia family's connections.

   This also made Jia Lian useless to rely on such a big backer as the Jia family, but he still couldn't find a suitable way to make a living.

  (end of this chapter)