After drinking a few glasses of wine, Mr. Lu chatted with Cui Xie about the old affairs between master and apprentice.
Cui Xie was afraid of talking too much, so he quietly listened to and memorized the details when he said it, and when it was time to say it himself, he forcibly changed the subject and asked Mr. Lu, "I've been away from home for the past two years, and my second brother just came back. I was ordered to go to the south of the country. Later, there were too many things at home, and I never had time to ask the younger brothers their homework. Mr. Lu has taught them for the past two years, but I wonder if the two younger brothers still listen to the lessons?"
Mr. Lu pondered for a while.
"Cui Heng is still not as good as you... It's not as good as when I taught you, you ran out all day long without seeing him go to school. Cui He still had some spiritual energy, and taught him "Three", "Hundred", and "Thousand", all of which were recited a few times. He can remember it all over the place. I gave him the enlightenment last spring, and this year, I have been able to memorize these three books by heart, and I have started to read characters and rhyme books.”
He suddenly raised his face and glanced at Cui Xie: "Are you afraid that I can't teach you well and delay your two younger brothers?"
Cui Xie hurriedly said, "Don't dare. It's an honor for the Cui family to stay in my house and teach Tong Meng a lesson for such a talented gentleman."
Mr. Lu snorted: "You don't have to say something nice, I know that I have delayed the prodigy. Either you were not enlightened at that time, or I taught you the wrong way, so you don't like learning, and it's nothing more than that With these two faults, you can't show your talent in my hands. If you replace it with another gentleman with fate, your talent will be polished."
Cui Xie wanted to comfort him that he was busy with medical care and had no time to study, not because he didn't teach well. But thinking that he was much more familiar with the original body at home than himself, he swallowed the words, and according to what he said before, he said cautiously: "I also didn't study much before, not like after I arrived in the county. So work hard."
Mr. Lu didn't hear any flaws, and hummed softly: "I always failed to teach you at the beginning. I delayed one prodigy, how dare I delay the second one? Don't worry about it, I have to I can't teach those two... that second child prodigy from your family!"
He originally wanted to talk about those two, but Cui Heng was too old, and he really didn't seem to be able to change his mind to study hard. He still focused on the younger one.
Choi Xie raised his glass to thank him, and used his sleeves to hide an embarrassed smile on the corner of his mouth.
He and the two children of the Cui family are not real brothers, and the learning methods, comprehension and golden fingers are not inherited by Master Cui. If Mr. Lu really thinks he is a genius, their children have genius genes, and they will be severely disappointed in the future...
Or think about how you learned in elementary school, and try to help Mr. Lu educate together.
Cui Xie toasted another glass of wine to his husband, and talked to him about what Cui Qi wanted to study with him: "... I have been with him for a few years, and treat him as a younger brother. His family is now a good citizen, just borrowing Living in Cui's house, reading a few books and learning some skills, Mr. Wang should not be regarded as a slave."
Mr. Lu replied lightly: "I don't care who he is, I can teach what I need to teach. But you can make it clear to him in advance that you can teach some calligraphy, painting and articles. I don't know how to draw Cui Meiren. Just hearing that frivolous name doesn't like it. If he likes to learn that, he will simply find another master, don't come to me."
That's not necessary... Only this beauty picture does not need to be taught. Cui Xie agreed with him and said, "I also don't like those frivolous people who open their mouths and close their mouths to be Cui Meiren, sir, I can rest assured!"
Mr. Lu is arrogant and arrogant, but he is a gentle person. Cui Xie accompanied him for a night of wine, and coaxed him to get along with him. After Jiuan's ear got hot, Cui Xie asked the servant to help him back to his yard, served him to sleep, and returned to the yard himself.
When I went back, the courtyard was quiet, but the bedroom was still lit with a warm yellow lamp, as if waiting for him to come home.
When he entered the door, he saw Cui Qi sitting at the table, covering the sketches he had drawn with tissue paper. He can draw a manuscript several times in a row. First, he draws a complete picture, and then carefully draws the parts that need to be colored separately, and scatters them on the paper, so that the craftsmen can engrave and color separately.
Without his teaching, he can do even more meticulously than him.
Cui Xie walked over quietly and watched silently behind Cui Qi for a while. Seeing that he was drawing Cao Cao's armor with his heart, he didn't feel that he was coming, so he went to the outhouse to get a new candlestick, lit it, and placed it on the table.
Cui Qi suddenly raised his head and called out "Big Brother". Cui Xie smiled, sat at the half-empty table he set aside and said, "From now on, you will study painting with Mr. Lu in the morning, and in the afternoon I will ask the shopkeeper of Zhifen Shop to take you. But I don't want to make you feel angry, it's better to have a powder shop."
Cui Qi was about to get up to thank him, but Cui Xie held him down with a slap, and said with a smile, "Why are you being polite to me? Hurry up and sit down. I'm happier than you say thank you when I see you painting so hard."
Cui Qi clenched the pen tightly, with a tiny light in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "I will definitely draw well, be a good apprentice, and I will not give you and my thoughts in vain."
Cui Xie let out an "um", took the cut paper and charcoal from the table, suddenly remembered the past, and smiled slightly: "It's like going back to when we were in Qian'an. Excuse me, I have someone to accompany you, and I don't feel too boring."
Cui Qi smiled and said: "The shopkeeper Xiaoji has gone back. I thought that he was alone in the yard, and it was inconvenient to go back and forth to pick up paintings, so I just painted them in your house. But the house is really messy now. Very, I am already an outsider, and no one cares if I want to come in."
"That's because I told you that you are not an outsider. If there are outsiders, you can ask Songyan if you want to." Cui Xie glanced at him with a smile: "We just came home, and our love is still with Qian'an. the same time.”
Cui Qi's face was slightly embarrassed, and he nodded with a smile, lowered his head and concentrated on sketching the fine color patches.
With his help, Cui Xie didn't need to redraw the first two paintings by himself, and then write down the printing order and method word by word, just move his mouth and point.
Cui Xie is now like a cartoonist with an assistant, and his demeanor seems to be different when he swipes. After a few strokes to set the frame, he began to type the draft of Xu Chu's naked clothes fighting horse super illustration:
He had previously painted Xu Chu naked for Young Master Wang. At that time, he carefully designed the image of his clothes being half-bared and tucked at his waist, but now he just changed the shape of riding a horse and wielding a knife. The horse depicted one of the sketches he drew during the morning practice at Wang Jiachen when he painted a portrait of Xie Qianhu. It was standing sideways, with its front hooves in the air and its muscles tensed. A chilling breath emerges from the painting.
Ma Chao's part is simpler. In the past two days, he has just drawn a big picture of Ma Mengqi Xingbing Xuehen, and he is also skilled when writing. At this time, he didn't even need to change his posture. It was enough to change Ma Chao's gesture of holding the banner to holding a gun and stabbing, and the expression on his face to a murderous look with eyes wide open.
That night, he typed two double-page drafts, and when he saw that he could put together another book with only the last chapter, he was also a little delighted: "When your father and shopkeeper Ji come over, the illustrations in this book will also be the same. I've got enough, and I can finally publish a new book. These days, because I'm not at home for so long, readers will probably hate me to death. "
Cui Qi said with a smile: "They won't hate it when the new book comes out. Big brother's painting is getting better and better. It looks like the horse is about to jump out of the painting. It's better than when you painted beauties."
This does not necessarily mean that he is good at painting, but that he has more energy after practicing martial arts than before, and the horses he draws appear more energetic. Now that I think about it, the portrait I gave to Xie Qianhu before has many shortcomings, and it is time to paint a new gift for him during the Chinese New Year...
This time, you should be able to write a poem yourself, right
His thoughts stopped in the summer, and he watched Cui Qi leave. After washing himself, he blew the light and reviewed the notes taken by the Guozijian in the dark.
The days to come are nothing more than living like this every day. The Guozijian recites the book for two days, and the students will come to the stage to repeat the content. After that, it will be recited for two days, and Jijiu and Siye will take turns to give lectures. There are not many homework left after class, it is all about self-consciousness. Generally speaking, good students can study hard, bad students... As long as they are not afraid of the supervisor's stick, they can also be lazy and mess around.
Cui Xie was lucky. He didn't win the re-speaking session. Only one day, Jijiu won the endorsement. He went up to memorize the 100-character "University", the 100-character "Zhou Nan", and the 100-character "Imperial Official Letter". In addition to Zhu Zizhang's commentary on the passage of sentences, they are all things that have long been familiar to the heart, and they can be memorized easily.
It was not until five days later that the whole Cui residence changed into new clothes, and the two sets of dragging and robes and boots that he ordered were also made.
The tailor he invited waited for him at home all afternoon, insisted on seeing his face, and unfolded the clothes in front of him with his own hands, revealing a splendid and splendid dress: the clothes were covered with woven gold flowers, cocoa Close to the body, with a narrow waist. Four skirt loops with a certain belt are nailed to the left and right of the waist, and thirty-eight skirts are attached to the front and rear of the hem, which are connected by threads and pressed flat and tightly. The waist and skirt are also ordered with a sheepskin gold, which is dazzling when shaken.
Cui Xie was dazzled in front of his eyes, and he squinted his eyes to see the style of the clothes - it was slightly different from what he saw in the movie, but it was also luxurious and beautiful, and it was more slender than the current popular drag clothes, and it would definitely be better to wear it. better looking.
He sighed with satisfaction, leaned over to look at the clothes front and back, and turned over the cuffs and skirt to see his stitches. The tailor couldn't help but boast: "I don't know how the young master came up with such beautiful clothes. I loved it when I made it myself, and I wish I could wear it all over again. I also made two extremely hooded hair skirts to honor the son. , tied inside, it will definitely hold up the pleated skirt with a wide hem, which is more beautiful."
Cui Xie couldn't imagine what it would be like to open the hem, so he wished that Xie Ying was right in front of him and tried it on. The tailor looked at the color and saw that he seemed satisfied, so he boasted: "Young master, rest assured, the younger is also a tailor who has been a tailor for decades. Once the body is in place, it fits well and is easy to move around.”
Cui Xie held the hem of his skirt, thinking of the neat appearance of the Jinyi guards dismounting and dismounting, and softly said "um".
He looked at the red and then at the white, at the lined shorts and at the underpants, at the solid-coloured cloak with brocade trim, and finally saw the leather belt and boots.
Although the two were not made by the tailor, they were the craftsmen he had hired, and he also boasted: "These leather belts and boots are calfskin specially bought from Huihuizi by the tanner, Mr. Hu, and the leather is very thin. It's bright, and it's much more comfortable to wear than ordinary leather! Back then, all the children were raising cattle for generations, and they could kill cattle in the temple, but the Han people couldn't buy such good leather."
Cui Xie touched the smooth and delicate belt and boots, and couldn't tell what was good, but they were exquisitely made and should be quite comfortable to wear. He was satisfied, but his face was only light: "This is something to give away, but it's not up to me to decide whether it's good or not. If the person who wears it says yes, I will naturally order more things from your house in the future."
The tailor smiled and said: "I'm sure there's nothing wrong! Who doesn't love the new look at this time? As long as that person wears it out, they will have new clothes like this in Beijing in a few days. Do it yourself? Otherwise, you won't have one yourself, won't you look like a village?"
Daming didn't have such a thing as copyright. Books could be printed at will, and clothes were made according to whoever looked better. Xie Qianhu is good-looking and has a good figure. If he goes out wearing this suit, he will attract the whole capital to follow him.
But he doesn't have to do it, Xie Qianhu gave him several new clothes that he hasn't worn yet.
Cui Xie shook his head and said with a smile: "Go back, I'm not forbidding you to make these clothes for others, but you can't take the initiative to solicit them when you see them. You have to let me wear these two clothes first, others will look good on them. Please do it, and you will do it for them."
The tailor laughed so hard that his teeth could not see his eyes, and he bowed again and again: "Young master is still sympathetic to our craftsmen. I promise not to let someone steal the limelight of the noble man. Even if someone else does it, I can guarantee that it will not be as good as what I did. Exquisite and low cost!"
Then it's hard to say, his clothes don't have embroidered text on the shoulders and sleeves, so it's not the best. But the clothes are for people, Xie Qianhu has long legs and a thin waist, it is true that he always looks better than others when he wears them.
He sent the tailor to go back, and asked Zhang's mother to watch, and used a smoker to smoke the two sets of clothes. The next day, he asked Cui Qi to send it to Xie Qianhu's house on his behalf.