The room fell silent for a while.
Everyone in the Ren family knows that Mr. Ren San has a gentle temperament and rarely loses his temper on weekdays.
But he rarely loses his temper, which doesn't mean he doesn't have a temper.
In Ren Shimin's study, there used to be a servant who waited for pen and ink and stole one of his Duanyan inkstones and went out to exchange for silver. This servant has served by his side since he was a child, and is the nephew of his wet nurse. Usually this kind of petty thief Things have been done a few times, and Ren Shimin has never cared much about such external things, so he turned one eye away.
Unexpectedly, Ren Shimin was furious that time, ignoring the nurse's cry at all, and immediately ordered the steward to beat the servant for fifty big boards and then carry it to the government. The servant endured for three days and finally died in prison.
Because of the law of the Great Zhou Dynasty, it is expressly stated that if the slaves have committed the crimes of murdering the master, adultery, or theft, once it is verified that the master has the right to kill them, they only need to hand over the "filed" money of 20 taels of silver to the government to close the case.
Therefore, even though Ren Shimin has always been as modest as a jade gentleman, none of the servants of the Ren family dared to be presumptuous in front of him.
People who don't play cards according to the rules are the most difficult to provoke, because you don't know what will suddenly anger him, so you can only be extra careful with him.
Ren Shimin flicked his bullet jacket and stood up: "I'm going to the study, you should go away."
Everyone got up to see each other. When Ren Shimin walked in front of Ren Yaoqi, he turned his head and said, "Yaoyao also come, for my father, I want to see how much laziness you have stolen in the past six months."
"Father." Ren Yaoying bit her lower lip and called out softly.
Ren Shimin turned to look at her and said gently, "What's the matter?"
Ren Yaoying summoned her courage and said, "Father, my daughter has been practicing calligraphy and painting for the past six months. I just finished a picture of a snow scene a few days ago, and I would like to ask my father for some guidance. The daughter knows that she is not as talented as the fifth sister, but... But her daughter I really love drawing.”
Aunt Fang looked at Ren Yaoying and said with a smile, "Miss Jiu has really put a lot of effort into practicing calligraphy and painting in the past six months. Speaking of which, I would like to thank Miss Fifth for her guidance from time to time."
"Oh?" Ren Shimin glanced at Ren Yaoqi, thought about it, and nodded, "In that case, you should come too."
Ren Yaoqi glanced at Aunt Fang and smiled.
If Aunt Fang counted her agreement to lend her her paintings as her guidance to Ren Yaoying, she really had to accept this credit.
But she knew that Ren Yaoying's paintings were really not bad.
Aunt Fang is all about planning for her children, so every step is naturally calculated. Before the Ren family overturned, she could also persuade the old lady Ren to let her go back to her parents' home and take the opportunity to marry her daughter to her brother's eldest son.
"Dad, why don't the third sister and the fifth brother come together? Long Shenglong, Feng Shengfeng, since the son of a mouse can make a hole, then your child should also be able to draw!" Ren Yaoqi winked at Ren Shimin and said playfully .
Ren Shimin didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Where did you learn all this mess?"
In the end, the four children followed Ren Shimin to the study together.
The second entrance of Ziwei Courtyard does not have a wing, but there are two small cross-yards. The West Campus is the storeroom of Li's family, and the East Campus is Ren Shimin's study.
The three study rooms are full of books and paintings. As soon as you enter the yard, you can smell the fragrance of ink.
There is a very small pond in the cross courtyard, the water is very shallow but black, and now it has frozen into ice. After the floating snow above was shoveled away, the small pond was like a bright and deep black jade.
This is the pond where Ren Shimin washes his pen on weekdays, and he named it Wenhan Pond.
This place should have been the most familiar to Ren Yaoqi, but after entering, she couldn't help but look around. Pushing open the door of the study, the cluttered look inside makes it hard to believe that this is a study.
Ren Yaoqi remembered that Ren Shimin's study was the most chaotic place she had ever seen.
He doesn't like people coming in to clean up, and he likes to put his books and paintings everywhere.
It's just that he can quickly find each painting himself, and be content with it.
The entire Ren family can clearly remember every book in Ren Shimin's study and where each calligraphy and painting is placed, except for Ren Shimin himself, only Ren Yaoqi.
Ren Shimin looked back at the four children behind him, frowned for a while, and finally pointed to the bookcase inlaid with sandalwood and marble facing the door and said, "You all sit there and don't move."
Ren Yaoqi knew that Ren Shimin's writing and drawing were not on this desk, and he liked to use the short table in the room on the right. Here, the desk is where he usually drinks tea, so it is relatively clean.
A few people carefully walked through the mess and sat around the desk.
Ren Yaoqi stretched out his hand and took the upside-down cylindrical bamboo tube like a flat-bottomed bell in the middle of the bookcase, then uncontrollably took out a few Go chess pieces from the drawer under the bookcase and put them in. She wanted to shake it by her ear, but was snatched by Ren Shimin who was sitting next to her.
"Daddy has said it many times. This is for Daddy to drink tea, not a toy. You are naughty." Ren Shimin said with a stern face, disapproving.
Ren Yaoqi came back to his senses, blinked, and quickly blinked back the tears in his eyes.
Ren Shimin was stunned for a moment, wondering if his tone was too severe, and finally he could only put the bamboo cup in his hand back into Ren Yaoqi's hand and said helplessly: "Forget it, this cup has not been used for half a year. Let's play with you, Daddy will do another one tomorrow."
Ren Yaoqi laughed while looking at the rough bamboo cup in his hand.
There are two such cups in the small camphor wood box under her bed. When she was a child, she always liked to shake the dice with the bamboo cup he made when she was a child. She was caught twice and enjoyed it.
A look of jealousy flashed in Ren Yaoying's eyes, but her smile was seven-point naive and three-point curiosity, but she couldn't see any malice: "Did the fifth sister just play a game of gambling? I heard that my uncle is the best at this, and the fifth sister learned it from my uncle. right?"
Ren Shimin's face suddenly sank.
Ren Yaohua's sharp-edged eyes looked at Ren Yaoying coldly, but Ren Yaoying forced a smile, but couldn't help shrinking.
The only one who can be called uncle by Ren Yaoying with great fanfare is the brother of the first mother.
Ren Yaoqi played with the cup in his hand and smiled indifferently: "Didn't my aunt say that my sister has read a lot of books? Why don't you know that rolling the dice is actually a method of divination? What kind of game? Where did you hear the nonsense? Nonsense?"
How do the children raised in the boudoir know this? But Ren Yaoying has never had contact with her so-called "uncle". All she knew was what she heard from others.
Ren Shimin reluctantly held back his anger and whispered to Ren Yaoying, "Didn't you say you want me to instruct you to paint?"
Ren Yaoying took a bite, bit her lip, lowered her head, took out the scroll that she had been holding in her hand, glanced at Ren Shimin, and carefully spread it out on the desk.
Ren Shimin looked up, the expression on his face softened slightly, and he nodded in praise: "Sure enough, you have made rapid progress. It can be seen that you have worked hard."
Ren Yaoqi also took a serious look. In all fairness, it is really good that Ren Yaoying can draw this level of painting at her age. She knew that Aunt Fang was very strict with her children, and Ren Yaoying had really put in a lot of effort in the past six months.
Just with Ren Shimin's critical eyes...
Sure enough, I listened to him next: "However, in addition to paying attention to brush and ink, in painting, you must also pay attention to composition. Yin and yang, facing back, vertical and horizontal, ups and downs, opening and closing, locking, hugging, hooking, connecting, reflecting tape, It has to be ups and downs and twists and turns freely, so as to avoid lack of rhythm. What your painting lacks is the dexterity of this composition.”
In fact, according to Ren Yaoqi's understanding of Ren Shimin, these words are considered a high-level evaluation, because according to his temperament, he would most subtly say "acceptable" for paintings that he did not like, and he would definitely not pay too much. So much drool.
But Ren Yaoying didn't know, so the smile on her face was a little stiff.
"Father often praises Fifth Sister for her good painting, why don't Fifth Sister help me to see how to change this painting?" Ren Yaoying suddenly looked at Ren Yaoqi expectantly.
Ren Yaoqi remembered that Ren Yaoying had made such a request in her previous life, but she was too young to write at that time, and she was not happy with Ren Yaoying, so she immediately refused. Ren Yaoying didn't really want her to help, so in the end, Ren Shimin helped her make some changes.
But this time, Ren Yaoqi nodded and smiled generously: "Since my sister's paintings are all learned from me, it's natural for you to change it for you." He looked like he did his part.
The veins on Ren Yaoying's forehead jumped, and she was very uncomfortable with the way Aunt Fang raised Ren Yaoqi before.
Ren Shimin glanced at Ren Yaoqi with a smile, and took the pen and ink from the right room with an obvious look of watching a good show. The daughter was taught by her, and he was very clear about the skills. Ren Yaoqi's level may be better than Ren Yaoying's, but it is still limited.
While Ren Yaoqi melted the ink, she tilted her head to look at the painting. After the ink was polished, she picked up a pen and added a few strokes to the snow scene, and finally added the image of being bent by the heavy snow on it. The double bamboo of the bamboo body.
Although it is only a few strokes, it makes people feel the strength that is ready to go after the bamboo is bent, and the vigorous vitality immediately emerges from the picture.
Ren Yaoying's original paintings seem to have become the background, but on the whole they seem unusually coordinated and not abrupt at all. The style of the whole painting immediately improved several grades.
Ren Shimin's expression that originally wanted to see her daughter's jokes gradually became serious.