The eldest daughter of a peasant family: They are all my sisters’ passers-by

The girl showed her fair fingers, pinched a charcoal pencil, thought for a while, and drew the image of Mr. Jin. It was nothing but the image of the number one brother on the list.

Her hands moved quickly, and it took quite a while. Everyone was getting a little impatient waiting, but because Lan Wangshu wanted to take a look down while painting, they didn't want to show it too much.

When she stopped writing, she gently turned over the drawing board, and everyone's eyes lit up.

When Mr. Jin saw his own sketch on the paper, he was shocked.

This sketch is lifelike, just like a real person, and is completely different from Dazhao's painting style.

"It's something I've never heard of or seen before."

He looked a little excited. He jumped up from his chair, walked towards the painting and looked at it carefully.

The Mr. Jin in the painting is wearing a gorgeous brocade robe, with a gentle face and bright eyes, revealing a sense of kindness and confidence.

Mr. Jin's hair was combed neatly, and the gorgeous jeweled hair crown was fixed with a simple and rustic hairpin, highlighting his wealthy life.

The face of the person in the painting has clear contours and appropriate light and dark. Every detail is captured accurately. The relationship between light and shadow is very realistic, and even his wrinkles and brows are clearly visible.

What amazed Mr. Jin even more was that this sketch did not use traditional line sketching and color rendering, but instead used a unified color painting technique.

Lan Wangshu seems to have used a special brush to depict people through the arrangement of light and dark lines of color.

Mr. Jin was deeply attracted by the artistic charm of this sketch. He couldn't help but sigh at the superb skills of the Guihua County Lady. No wonder she was able to become a county lady appointed by her own family. She was indeed a talented person.

He realized that this portrait of him might set off a trend of imitations and would be of great collection value. In addition, the person in the painting was him, so it was natural that the money would go into his pocket.

"Thank you, County Lady. Today really opened my eyes. I have traveled a lot for many years and I consider myself to be a knowledgeable person. I have never seen such realistic painting skills. I wonder who the County Lady learned from."

Mr. Jin clasped his hands together and praised Lan Wangshu without any hesitation, his eyes sparkling.

"I don't deserve to be one. I'm not much of a teacher. I'm just a toy for a country kid."

"Oh? Would you like to hear the details?"

Mr. Jin was like a supporting actor, preventing Lan Wangshu's words from being heard, and he also served as a mouthpiece for those present.

"This was discovered by accident. The charred tip of a stick from a fire can be used to paint. In the past, people were poor, so ink, paper, and inkstones were valuable, and pigments were even more precious. So I just used the charred stick to paint. It can't compare to the artistic conception of the masters, so I can only use a different approach and make the painting more realistic, but it's just a trick."

Lan Wangshu spoke very modestly. Mr. Jin nodded repeatedly. Just as he was about to speak, another person stood beside him.

"County Lady Guihua is truly gifted. Her painting style is unique. I am not talented, but I love calligraphy and painting. I will invite you to learn from me some other day."

Lan Wangshu glanced at the figure outside Muli with a faint expression. She was familiar with this voice. Wasn't this the Minister of Personnel?

He usually gets along well with Lord Lin, like a brother, but today he came to please her. There must be something wrong when something is out of the ordinary.

She didn't know what the other party was planning, but it would always be a good idea to be careful.

"Thank you, Lord Cheng, for your kindness. However, it is not appropriate because of the difference between men and women. Thank you, Lord Cheng, for your appreciation."

Lan Wangshu thanked him repeatedly, and the Minister of Personnel didn't want to be too anxious. He just laughed dryly twice and stepped back.

"Well, this is the last item of this charity auction. In today's auction, Mr. Jin has donated the most love. Logically, this kind of love is not limited to small or big, but time is limited, and only one person can be chosen to paint a portrait. Please forgive me. In the future, the person who contributes the most to Zui Fusheng's charity auction will receive a portrait."

Lan Wangshu's words just show that this kind of painting will not be painted often, and it is not known when the next charity auction will be. If His Majesty does not ask her to do so, she will not make a bid.

Your Majesty would not often let a woman prepare such a matter. It is obvious that this is not a long-term solution. Moreover, if a strategy is used too much, it will become ineffective.

Everyone looked at each other. Even though they were not the ones in the painting, they all had the same desire to take it down.

On the one hand, you can take it back and collect it, and on the other hand, it is convenient for daily study. If you can get a glimpse of these painting techniques, you can also develop your own style, and your status will also rise.

This wealthy businessman thought differently. Whether it was Lan Wangshu's identity, his legendary experience, or his unique painting style, they were all worthy of being heirlooms.

The painting was sold at a hot auction, which far exceeded Lan Wangshu's expectations.

[Host, I suddenly have a lot more energy. ]

The sound of money coming was still faint, but it sounded a lot more lively.

Lan Wangshu paused for a moment while bidding, but soon continued. As expected, the item was won by Mr. Jin.

Mr. Jin stood up, smiled triumphantly, and bowed to everyone.

"Concession, concession."

He couldn't hide the pride on his smiling face, and everyone could only blame themselves for not bringing enough money and shook their heads regretfully.

"Congratulations to Mr. Jin for winning the finale of the auction. Thank you again for your generosity. Here, on behalf of Zui Fusheng and the soldiers on the front line, I would like to thank Mr. Jin. Next, please let the young general say a few words."

Of course Lan Wangshu wanted to push Mo Yici out. He was the recipient and watched the whole process. In fact, he could also play the role of a notary office.

Since she has done it, she wants to do it well. Once Zui Fu Sheng has the nature of a public welfare charity, it must have the same credibility as the government.

"My name is Mo Yici. I am the General Xuanwei appointed by His Majesty himself for this expedition to the north. The war started in winter, and with the snowstorm in the north of Dazhao, the soldiers overcame all difficulties and defended the northern defense line of Dazhao. However, military funds are tight, and the front line needs a lot of weapons, medicines, food, and pensions for the sacrificed soldiers. Speaking of which, the pensions have not been paid for three months."

When Mo Yici said this, the iron-willed young general choked up a little.

"We cannot bring back the bodies of the soldiers who died for the country, and we have no way to provide compensation to their families at home. The war is tight, and we are very ashamed. The national treasury is empty, so we have to use this method to raise military funds. I personally want to thank Master Hua for not caring."

Hua Qiming rolled his eyes and snorted.

"Thank you all for your donations. On behalf of the soldiers on the front lines, I would like to thank you for your generosity."

Mo Yici clasped his hands together with his back slightly bent, which moved everyone. Even Lan Wangshu felt a little sad at the tip of his nose.

In every era, there is always such a group of people who carry heavy burdens and move forward, even if it means dying on the battlefield.

There was not much she could do, and she did not want to turn the era of cold weapons into the era of hot weapons, as that would cause even greater casualties. In the war between countries, the people would ultimately pay the price with their lives.